If he wanted to go back with dignity, he had to have a significant career.
Nothing could make a man more dazzling than success in his career.
Makoto Kanzaki suddenly felt a surge of excitement in his heart. He couldn't wait!
He returned to the living room and ate a few mouthfuls before returning to the study.
He would continue to fight today!
Naruto's fight was more detailed, and the difference between ninjutsu and Bodywork was also in the way they were drawn.
When describing ninjutsu, try to exaggerate the scene as much as possible to highlight the handsomeness and attractiveness of ninjutsu.
When describing physical techniques, one had to magnify the character's movements to the point where they could be clearly seen. They had to be smooth and show the beauty of the collisions between fists and feet.
Makoto Kanzaki retouched the draft from yesterday and prepared to draw a few more lines.
He buried his head in front of the desk, the brush in his hand rustling, not stopping for a moment.
He was so focused that he didn't even notice that he had forgotten to bring his phone in.
The sun was shining high up in the sky, and the faint light of dawn gradually became denser.
Fortunately, it was autumn, and the strong sunlight did not make it stuffy. Instead, it had a different kind of interest.
The faint light under the sky shone through the gaps in the curtains and sprinkled on the pink bed and pink velvet quilt.
Kasumigaoka Shiyu was restless when she slept.
Just like her personality.
Her jade-like ankles were pink and tender, and a layer of yellow light shone on them.
Above the ankles were jade-like legs that even the gods would marvel at. They were as perfect as a piece of art.
She was slender but not weak, straight and without any curves.
There was a hint of red in the white. Anyone who saw it would only feel that it was a gift from the heavens.
A year was nothing. He wouldn't feel bored even if he played for a lifetime. He would only become more infatuated.
Legs.
It was Kasumigaoka Shiyu's proudest part.
As a result, she often chose to wear knee-length stockings or black silk to protect her perfect artwork.
The sun was shining brightly.
With a moan, a soft hand stretched out from the pink blanket, her jade-like fingers slender and fair.
Shika Kasumigaoka lifted the blanket, revealing a face that was not covered in rouge, but was still stunning.
Unfortunately, the owner of this perfect face was muttering non-stop without any regard for her image.
"Ah…She fell asleep again…It's really troublesome."
She rubbed her sleepy eyes and suddenly remembered what happened yesterday.
She picked up her phone and tapped on the screen.
There was not a single reply she had imagined.
Her inbox was empty, just like her current mood.
"Makoto Kanzaki, that idiot…Are you really going to write all night?"
After a moment of anger, Shika Kasumigaoka subconsciously tried to find an excuse for Makoto Kanzaki.
" Isn't it normal for writers to work overnight…"
"Moreover, once you're immersed in writing, you definitely won't have the energy to care about anything else."
"Yes, that must be it."
Kasumigaoka Shiyu used her past writing experience to convince herself.
"But writing all night is very harmful to the body. I don't know if that guy will pay attention to his health."
Shiyu Kasumigaoka sighed.
She completely lifted the pink quilt and stepped on the floor like an exquisite piece of art, her beautiful back like a flawless jade wall.
It was a pity that this boundless scenery was covered up with just a glimpse.
After washing up and having breakfast, she returned to her room and sat on the bed in a daze.
According to her previous habits, Shiyu Kasumigaoka should have taken out her unfinished novel from the bookcase at this time.
Then, she sat on the windowsill and enjoyed the breeze while reading a novel seriously.
Or she would take out her notebook and organize her thoughts and the outline of her novel.
If it weren't for Makoto Kanzaki, this fellow would have been stuck in her mind.
The latter was much more likely.
After all, she was currently in a period where her results were not good.
But the bad thing was…
Makoto Kanzaki.
That damned face and the shocking scene of playing the piano that night.
It had always been lingering in Kasumigaoka Shiyu's heart.
Whenever she thought of him, she would naturally think of what happened yesterday morning.
That fellow helped him out of his predicament, comforted him, and enlightened him.
"Hu…"
Kasumigaoka Shiyu looked at her phone.
She opened her phone, but her inbox was still empty.
"It's already noon. Are you still not up?.. Or did you not rest…"
Kasumigaqiu Shiyu was both angry and worried.
"Should I send another one? Maybe he didn't see it yesterday?"
Shiyu Kasumigaoka's heart started to struggle.
Send it or not?
However, she had sent so many messages last night. It was impossible that she had not seen any of them, right?
But... Maybe he really didn't see it? Or perhaps he had been focused on writing and hadn't noticed it.
If he sent it now, he might be noticed.
Shiyu Kasumigaoka tapped on the keyboard on the screen and repeated the words, deleting and deleting them.
It was not easy to finish writing this sentence.
However, she looked at the send button hesitantly.
Wouldn't he lose face if he posted it?
She had sent so many messages yesterday, but he had not replied to any of them.
If I send it again, won't it seem like I'm being too proactive?
I, Kasumigaoka Shiyu, am not a casual person!
No!
Even though she said that, Shiyu Kasumigaoka's finger still quickly pressed the send button.
Then, she threw her phone aside and buried her head in the pillow.
"Ahhhh... I'm such an idiot!"
In the apartment.
Makoto Kanzaki finished his last sentence.
He heaved a sigh of relief, then opened his laptop and went to Shueisha's official website. Naturally, he followed the page to Shonen Jump.
Weekly Shōnen Jump always received articles.
There were usually three methods.
The first method was to submit it directly offline or through connections.
The second was to submit online.
This kind of submission would take a long time to review. Of course, it was also possible.
The last method was to take advantage of Jump's call for papers.
The last method would yield results very quickly.
But now, he could only choose the second option.
Makoto Kanzaki filled in the information and wrote his name without hesitation in the author's name column.
He wouldn't use a fake name.
He was using his own name openly!
Following that, he compressed and packed a portion of the outline and settings as well as the drafts according to the requirements.
He sent it to the editor's email.
After doing all this, Makoto Kamizaki muttered,
"Let's move forward…Never stop "
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