My Girlfriend is a Miss

The agreed location was the headquarters of Weekly Shonen Jump.

Chiba Kitahara took the train directly there, which was not far from the station.

When he arrived, an eight-story building appeared in front of him.

The headquarters of Weekly Shonen Jump is also a branch of Shueisha. As the largest comic publisher in the island country, it is still very rich.

He took a photo and sent it to Kato Megumi, tidied his clothes a little, and took out a pair of black-framed glasses from his pocket and put them on. He did this to make himself look more mature, after all, it was a formal thing to sign a contract.

And he didn't want to be too formal, otherwise he would wear the two suits that Kaguya Shinomiya bought for him before.

A pair of black-framed glasses is enough.

Today is Saturday, and there are people coming and going at the entrance of Weekly Shonen Jump, and there are people coming in and out inside, wearing different clothes.

They should all be cartoonists who come to submit their works, and he still understands this very well.

Normal staff should not wear short-sleeved shorts to work in this season.

Entering the hall, Chiba Kitahara can see someone coming out dejected.

In the island nation, the competition for the cartoonist profession is very brutal. In this country where the comics industry is most developed, quality means everything.

If the quality is not up to standard, even the most famous author's comics will be cut short.

The cartoonists he saw now should be here to submit their works face to face.

The advantage of submitting in this way is that the editor can read your comics more carefully and explain them on the side, but if you are rejected, the sense of loss will increase exponentially.

Generally, only pure newcomers and old authors will choose this way of submission.

There were still people queuing in front, so Kitahara Chiba simply found a chair in the hall and sat down. He waited until all the people in front of him either went in or were asked to leave before he walked over.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

The voice of the receptionist was formatted and indifferent, but when she saw Kitahara Chiba's face clearly, she was stunned.

"I have an appointment. Editor Ooka Momoko asked me to come."

Kitahara Chiba reported the name of his editor, and the receptionist started to check after being stunned for two seconds.

"oh...Editor Ooka Momoko is waiting for you in the B-1 conference room, right at the back."

""Okay, thank you."

Kitahara Chiba nodded. Every room here has a number, so it is not too difficult to find.

After saying that, he did not stay for long and walked directly inside.

The receptionist followed his gaze, and a trace of envy flashed in her eyes. He is so young and handsome, and the editor took the initiative to meet him. He will definitely be famous in the future, and then he will be a young rich man.

And she heard that Ooka Momoko recently discovered an extremely excellent comic, which may also be drawn by this person.

Thinking of this, the shopping guide began to get restless.

When you come out, try to strike up a conversation.

Inside, Kitahara Chiba looked at each meeting room, and finally stopped at the innermost one.

The receptionist did not lie to him, this meeting room is really at the innermost one.

He knocked on the door, and a crisp and pleasant voice came from inside.

"Please come in."

It seems to be a young girl...

Kitahara Chiba thought to himself, in fact, you can tell from the name.

It doesn't matter if it's a young girl, he doesn't care much about the editor's resume.

If it's those middle-aged editors, he might not be used to it.

Because he just saw an editor in a conference room spraying a cartoonist with dog blood, and the cartoonist didn't dare to refute.

This is also normal. Before the work really becomes popular, life and death are all in the editor's mind.

Pushing open the door, he walked in directly.

There was a girl with short hair in the conference room. She looked very young, because there was still cute baby fat on her face, and her facial features were even more lovely. At this time, she was sitting on a chair in a reserved manner.

Seeing Kitahara Chiba coming in, she also stood up quickly, but she opened her mouth, but didn't say anything.

Because Kitahara Chiba's image is really far from what she thought.

Originally, Ooka Momoko thought Kitahara Chiba would be a man in his thirties.

Such delicate emotional portrayal and painting skills comparable to those of great authors all require time to accumulate.

She thinks that even if he is younger, he should probably be in his twenties.

But looking at Kitahara Chiba, let alone twenty years old, he might not even be eighteen years old.

The youthful aura emanating from his body made her, who had just entered society, feel it all at once.

Most importantly, isn't he a little too handsome?

Ooka Momoko came from a good family and had seen many handsome guys before, but it was the first time she had seen someone of Kitahara Chiba's level.

For a moment, she forgot what she was doing and didn't know how to start talking.

Fortunately, Kitahara Chiba reacted first and said

"You should be editor Momoko Ooka, right?"

"Ah? Yes! I am Ooka Momoko, and you are Kitahara Chiba teacher?"

Ooka Momoko asked tentatively. Because she was too nervous, she even added honorifics and said her real name.

This was what they had told each other before they met.

"Yes, I am Chiba Kitahara, please give me your advice."

Chiba Kitahara nodded gently. For some reason, he felt that his editor was dull and not very smart.

"Please give me some advice here as well."

Ooka Momoko also quickly bent down.

Speaking of which, this was her first time meeting an author, so she was still a little nervous.

She took a deep breath and slowly said the lines she had already thought of.

""Teacher Kitahara, I was sent by the editorial department to sign a contract with you. The editorial department has given a high evaluation of your work and it has a high commercial value. From now on, I will be your exclusive editor."

After saying these words, Ooka Momoko straightened her chest. Now she felt that she should look like an editor.

"That will be troublesome in the future."

Kitahara Chiba smiled lightly and accepted the title of teacher directly. Anyway, he would definitely be called that in the future. After all,

Weekly Shonen Jump had a high opinion of"5 Centimeters per Second". It seemed that the editors in this world were not fools and could see the true value of the work.

If the people here thought that"5 Centimeters per Second" was not a mainstream hot-blooded work and did not pay attention to it, then he really had to consider changing the publisher.

The two looked at each other and sat down formally.