Chapter 65 Hey! We’re blood sisters!

“Good.” Natsuki Arai took the drawing, which was nicely stored in a file bag, and opened it up to read the story of this manga as well.

Roughly, it’s about the otherworldly adventures of a teenager, totaling 24 pages of hilarious short stories blended with encounters with his first partner.

Regarding manga submissions, newcomer manga artists don’t just come up with full-length serials, and the likelihood of getting a full-length serial in a jp club is particularly low, so they’ll more often choose some refreshingly short manga to try out first, and win the Tezuka Prize or the Newcomer’s Prize or something, so that they can have a slight possibility of becoming a professional manga artist.

But becoming a professional isn’t final either, no matter how good you become, there will be a group of people on the same echelon as you competing with you, that’s the way it is in any profession, so it forces you to become better.

After reading it, Aoi Natsuki was silent for a while, and repeated reading the first few sketches once more, when Takahashi Ayano beside her let out a gasp of surprise.

“Huh? What’s wrong?” Natsuki Aoi was interrupted and her gaze went to her.

Takahashi Ayano quickly waved her hands, “No no no, it’s just that in that moment just now it felt like you were the editor, and that you were all repeating your readings twice.”

“Oh, I actually wanted to take another look at your drawing style the second time around, and I can see some problems here as well.” Aoi Natsuki flipped to the third page and pointed at the main character in the picture, “The main character’s human structure is drawn wrong here, right?”

“Eh! No way!” Ayano came up.

Arai instinctively flinched his body back, as he didn’t really think anything good could come from a negatively favorable girl being too close to him.

He remembered that the other’s favorability should be ……

Hmm?

Aoi Natsuki gazed at the other party for five seconds, but the favorability data that turned up showed -5.

Obviously it was negative 40s a while back!

He briefly flipped through the records and unexpectedly found that the other party’s favorability had grown by as much as 15 points since he had just talked to her himself.

There’s only one possibility for being able to grow that much, and that’s that according to his previous theory, this manga is the breakthrough for Ayano’s favorability to increase!

Accidentally found the entry point, and the speed of improvement is also so fast, this can not help but let him sweat when he racked his brains and Takahashi circled for a month, the goodwill did not raise 20 points of the miserable time, it is true that the time is also destiny, luck is also a very important part of ah.

“Natsuki Aoi.” Ayano stared at him and called out his name word by word, then spread her hands outward and shrugged, “Don’t be so nervous, you think I’m going to be a violent person like my sister? There’s absolutely nothing to worry about, and I have absolutely no heart for a boy of your type, so please don’t think too much about it and keep talking.”

“Oh, then I’ll continue.” Aoi Natsuki returned her attention back to the drawing, “Like here, you wanted to play a little bit of baseball hero stunt, and the character’s face was drawn with the Arakaki line, so you also wanted to play a little bit of jojo stunt right?”

“Uh, yeah oh.” Ayano nodded.

“But this character throws a baseball the wrong way, look here, real baseball pitchers don’t move like this oh.”

“Isn’t it? Isn’t that a throwing motion?”

“It’s a throwing motion, but that’s not how a baseball throw works, come on, let me show you a replay of a baseball game.” Aoi Natsuki took out his cell phone and opened a webpage to randomly play a video of a professional baseball league game.

Slowly putting on the pitching motion of the pitcher, Ayano watched intently.

Until the pitcher threw the ball, it was as if the movement of the arm was deformed in that instant, where Natsuki Arai paused the video.

“This is the throwing motion of a real pitcher, you may think that a manga shouldn’t be drawn so realistically, but not knowing to draw based on your ego is completely different from knowing but not choosing to draw like this, you can’t make common sense mistakes that would be fatal to a good manga.” Natsuki Arai’s tone slowly became serious.

Ayano was too stunned to speak by these words and froze for a while before nodding heavily.

“You’re right.”

I’m sure it’s nothing like her sister’s character ……

Aoi Natsuki looked at her and continued, “But I noticed that you’re pretty good at subbing as well as character drawing, so I assume you’ve gone to school specifically for the sketching part?”

“Well …… has been taking art classes since elementary school and continues to do so.”

“No wonder the overall muscle lines look so smooth, that’s your strength la, it reminds me of a manga artist called Ken Obata, he’s one of those manga artists with a very thin plot direction, he was very miserable in the early days, but his drawing skills were extremely good, so when he managed to find his Bohaku, and the two swords started to come together, he created excellent works such as Chess Souls as well as Death Notes” and other excellent works, so until your Bohaku shows up, become as strong as possible, that’s what you should be doing right now in this period.”

Aoi Natsuki said in a serious tone.

Handing the drawing back to Ayano, who still had a stunned look on her face.

“Oi oi oi, there’s a need for this expression, just saying pretty words, you don’t have to be so surprised.” Aoi Natsuki hastily recovered his smiling face and waved his hand.

“Well ……,” Ayano pursed her lips, still a little unresponsive, and nodded softly, saying, “Thank you for telling me that, I’ll keep it in mind.”

“You’re welcome, by the way, should I take back some potatoes? My grandfather sent them over from the countryside, they should be fairly fresh, and I heard Takahashi say earlier that she’s going to start learning how to cook, so it’s probably best to take some with you.” Aoi Natsuki pulled the sack of potatoes to her side.

Seeing this, Ayano Takahashi then let out a crisp laugh.

“Oh! I’ll take some away then!”

She was welcome, and Natsuki Aoi happened to have extra plastic bags and brought some back for her.

“I’ll head back then, you keep walking the dog, Arai.”

Ayano faded away with the plastic bag.

“You take care on the road too.” Aoi Natsuki said.

“No need to always be you you, you can just call me Ayano from now on.” Ayano didn’t turn around, but raised her right hand high and waved goodbye.

Aoi Natsuki looked at her far away back, that original -5 favorability on the top of his head had already turned into a positive 10 figure, and after disappearing on the street corner, the value still had a tendency to slowly rise.

Looks like she’s still really into comics.

Well, good luck to her in making it work.

……

When Ayano Takahashi returned home, her sister, Metu, was lying on the couch watching TV.

She placed the plastic bag on the dining room table and said hello to her sister.

Takahashi Mito was a little curious when she didn’t see Ayano go anywhere early in the morning, “What have you been doing this morning? I haven’t seen you since I got up.”

“Spreading …… what exactly did I go and do~” Takahashi Ayano spread a smile and raised an eyebrow in her sister’s direction.

Molesting her sister was also an integral part of her daily life.

At that moment, Takahashi Midu also noticed the plastic bag on the dining table and spoke up, “What’s that?”

Ayano Takahashi touched the wall a little closer to the second floor, and just as her sister looked at her with a puzzled expression, she suddenly said, “It’s the potato da Aoi Natsuki sent me!”

You give Luda yo!

With that, he made a mad dash for the second floor.

Takahashi Midu’s entire body shuddered on the spot upon hearing this, and then she got off the sofa at a rapid pace, forgetting to put on her slippers, and rushed wildly to catch up to the second floor.

Ayano closed the door to her room while Midu kept rapping on the door outside, shouting as she did so:

“What it means!

What do you mean, a potato from Natsuki Aoi!

What are you doing this early in the morning!

Why does it have to do with Natsuki Aoi?

Ayano!

Open the door.

You tell me if this is a joke you’re playing with your sister, you don’t have anything to do with that guy, do you? Ha, ha, ha.

Hello!

Say something!

We, we’re sisters!”