My Name is Kosaka Kyosuke but I Don't Want to Be Pushed Down by My Sister

Inexplicably, she felt a lot more balanced.

In this way, the second day of the exhibition passed, and everyone had a meal outside. Of course, AA made himself pay for it.

Kosaka Kyosuke went back to the rental house first, and was going to take the manga manuscript and manga tools home, but when he came back, he found that the manga manuscript and the tools of Kurosawa Katada were gone.After Kurosawa Ichita came back, Kyosuke Kosaka knew that Kurosawa Ichita had brought the manga to the exhibition to draw, and the maid who helped him read the booth was the maid who cosplayed his own manga.

The request of the other party is very simple——

I'll look after the booth for you, and you leave me a set of notebooks.

Hearing this dumbfounding reason, Kosaka Kyosuke had foreseen how hot the book sales would be today, to such an extent that the cosplay maid couldn't see the hope of buying the book.

—— 4356 million!

Four thousand three million five hundred and sixty thousand yen!It was nearly three times more than yesterday.

At the exhibition, Kurosawa Kazuta also completed all the manga manuscripts for this week. Kyosuke Takasaka checked them and passed the manuscripts directly to Editor Tomita.

And the colorful cover that has been ready for more than a month.

After finishing all this, Kyosuke Takasaka remembered what Editor Tomita asked him to tell Kurosawa Kazuta today.

"Congratulations--"

Kurosawa Kazuta was lying on the ground, blowing on the air conditioner, panting in embarrassment, and was about to call back Editor Tomita when he heard Kosaka Kyousuke's words, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? It's the teacher's book of the Phoenix Academy in the university. Sell ​​it, it’s not mine, what’s there to congratulate? Wait—”

He looked at the phone calls from Editor Tomita.

"Tomita didn't call me today, so I called you? You say congratulations now—that is, the manga of me and the black cat passed the review?!"

Kurosawa Kazuta opened his eyes wide, looking at Kyosuke Kosaka expectantly.

Kyosuke Kosaka nodded.

"Yes. Congratulations—you finally took that step again and started a new series."

Huh?Why does my face feel a little wet?I'm crying?Kurosawa Kazuta touched the tears on his face and suddenly burst into laughter, but he kicked the corner of the table with joy and sorrow, and fell to the ground holding his feet with a painful smile on his face. After a long time, he dialed the phone number I got a call from Editor Tomita and asked about the specific situation.

"What? The serialization will start next month? Wait a minute—"

Kosaka Kyosuke looked at Kurosawa Kazuda suspiciously, why wait?Isn't the sooner it's serialized the better? !Why is it procrastinating now that the serialization time has been announced?

"No, serialization is fine, it's just—"

"The current situation of the cartoons of the teacher of the Phoenix Academy is too bad. If I leave, the number of updates and the quality of the picture will decline if I leave only the teacher of the Phoenix Academy. Given the opportunity to be serialized, how can I leave at such a critical moment when I have received such great kindness from the teacher of the Phoenix Academy—"

"Until the teacher of the Phoenix Institute finds a suitable assistant, I won't leave!"

Chapter 85 Comics originate from reality and are higher than reality - [the last chapter]

Chapter 85 Comics originate from reality and are higher than reality - [the last chapter]

ps: I was negligent and forgot to mention the tax issue. In fact, the protagonist has already paid the tax.Wake up and codeword, ready to update.

That money is after-tax money.

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My heart is too heavy, manga is no longer manga, it carries the efforts, sweat, and dreams of too many people.

Edited by Takasaka Kirino, Tamura Manami, Aragaki Ayase, Kurosawa Kazuta, Tomita——

Also, him!

Kyosuke Takasaka's dream!

The heavy feeling wanted to weigh down the bent waist, but how could Kyosuke Kosaka fall down here!He carried this weight and turned it into motivation, courage, and persistence.

The emotion in his heart cannot be expressed in words, he can only prove it with actions——

Carrying all this, sail away!

Take everyone to witness the more distant scene.

Kyosuke Kosaka looked at more and more jump magazines on the table, and returned home with manga tools.

Originally, he thought that his parents would not come back today, but when he returned home, he found that his parents had already returned. He turned around and prepared to leave. After all, he was only worried that Kosaka Kirino would not be safe at home alone. This was necessary, but he was stopped by his mother.

"—It's been a long time since we had dinner together, since we're back, let's go back after dinner."

Kosaka Kyosuke felt a little blocked for no reason.

"Ah."

Originally, he thought that he would be satirized by Daisuke Kosaka, but the fact was the opposite. Although Daisuke Kosaka had a serious expression, the words he said made people feel warm.

"Since I'm back—"

When he said this, he paused for a moment. On one side, Kosaka Yoshino held Daisuke Kosaka's hand and gave Kosaka Daisuke courage. On the other side, Kosaka Kirino also looked at him, which made Kosaka Daisuke's voice much weaker. "Just don't leave—you can still draw manga at home, why waste money outside, and eat instant noodles every day, fast food is bad for your health—"

"During the days you left, your mother was worried every day, fearing that you wouldn't be able to eat well, live well, or be in danger—"

"So come back and live! I've installed the air conditioner in your house—"

"It's really not possible. If you feel that you can't afford it at home, then stay at home at night and go there during the day. It's not far from here—"

What to hone yourself, what to prove yourself, at this moment, when the serious father said these weak words, Kosaka Kyousuke suddenly felt that everything was not so important, and even felt that his behavior at the beginning was naive, and his eyes became A little moist -- no matter how far the heart sails, his home.

right here--