The brush brushed across the white paper, making a rustling sound.
In the study, a table lamp was brightly lit.
Makoto Kanzaki buried his head in his desk, looking serious and focused.
He held the brush and quickly drew the characters and scenes on the white paper.
The charm of her nimble fingertips was no different from when he played the piano.
Moreover, he was different from the average manga author.
Due to the advantage of his memory and years of experience.
Makoto Kanzaki didn't need to think for a long time, nor did he need to think too much about the plot.
Even the drawing method was deeply engraved in his mind, so he saved a lot of time.
He was just copying the scene from his memory.
Therefore, his creation speed far exceeded that of ordinary manga authors.
When a ray of morning light shone through the window sill, Makoto Kanzaki was shocked to realize that he had been painting for the entire night.
Fine, he stayed up all night again.
He didn't know if it was the benefits of being a transmigrator or the temporary effect of his excitement.
Although Makoto Kanzaki had stayed up for two whole nights, he didn't seem to be exhausted. Instead, he was as normal as ever.
Although he was in a good mental state, his stomach was making sounds of resistance.
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Speaking of which, drawing comics really consumed a lot of energy.
Even if Makoto Kanzaki only copied and pasted the painting, it was still very exhausting for him.
He put down his paintbrush, stretched, and went out to make breakfast.
He opened the fridge and took out a few eggs and noodles.
Makoto Kanzaki walked into the kitchen and started to operate the kitchen skillfully.
When he had finished cooking breakfast and was about to start eating.
Suddenly, a bell rang in the room.
At first, Makoto Kanzaki thought it was his phone.
He returned to the study and picked up his phone. He found that the notification light was flashing non-stop.
He opened it and couldn't help but gasp.
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A whole page of text messages.
The sender wrote, Shiyu Kasumigaoka.
"Kanzaki Kun? Do you have time?"
"Kanzaki Kun? Are you busy?"
"Kanzaki Kun? Can you tell me when you're done?"
"Kanzaki Kun, two hours have passed. Are you still writing?”
"Bastard! Makoto Kanzaki! Don't tell me you fell asleep? Or did you go out with some junior to play some fun game? That's right, someone like you."
"Hey, Kanzaki-kun, are you really busy?”
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There were more than a dozen messages.
The first few messages were sent every ten minutes.
Towards the end, almost every message was separated by half an hour or an hour.
The last message was sent at three in the morning.
It was not easy for someone like Kasumigaoka Shiyu to take the initiative to contact him.
However, after reading these dozens of messages, it could be seen that Kasumigaoka Shiyu's personality was indeed a little stubborn.
If a normal person sent one or two messages, they would not reply.
But she refused.
There were more than a dozen messages. Even Makoto Kanzaki's girlfriend probably couldn't send more than that.
Makoto Kanzaki calmly read all the messages and deleted them, pretending that nothing had happened.
According to his understanding of Kasumigaoka Shiyu.
As long as he did not reply to her, she would send it again.
The last message was at three in the morning. She was probably asleep.
Otherwise, she would continue to send it until she replied.
It couldn't be helped. Kasumigaoka Shiyu's excessive self-awareness and stubbornness were just so " cute."
With a little guidance and piquing her interest, everything would just go with the flow.
He put down his phone and walked out of the living room.
Makoto Kanzaki returned to his seat and picked up his chopsticks to continue eating.
But he was stunned.
He suddenly realized that the bell was still ringing.
In other words, it wasn't his phone that rang.
For a moment, he was a little flustered.
Could it be that this wasn't the beginning of a daily episode, but the beginning of a horror episode?
Following the sound of the bell, Makoto Kanzaki arrived at another room.
The door was closed, but not locked.
With a gentle twist, Makoto Kanzaki pushed open the door.
The scene in front of him shocked him.
The decoration and dressing of this room were all in the style of a young girl.
The bedside and bookshelves were filled with dolls that only girls liked.
On the pink bed was a black ragdoll rabbit.
Suddenly, Makoto Kanzaki felt a headache coming on.
Memories began to emerge one after another.
A figure quietly appeared in his mind.
It was a girl.
Her hair color was the most beautiful and unique hair color Makoto Kanzaki had ever seen.
It was silver like a waterfall.
Her long silver hair was tied into two ponytails and fell on her dress.
Her delicate facial features were slightly dull, and her dark eyes were unfocused.
His sickly pale skin was devoid of any color, and it flickered with a white light.
In terms of fair skin, perhaps only Miyasame Kaoru could compare to her.
Both of them were sickly pale.
It was so white that it made people pity it and couldn't help but care for it.
Makoto Kanzaki remembered.
This was his sister.
He had accompanied his sister since she was young.
Looking at the black ragdoll rabbit on the bed, Makoto Kamizaki muttered,
"Kanzaki…Qiong?"
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