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

Recalling the past, Kosaka Kyosuke felt a little lonely for no reason.

Not only the sudden departure of Kurosawa Kazuta, but also Manami Tamura and Aragaki Ayase. When he just decided to become a manga artist, he had a falling out with his family and moved outside alone after paying the rent for the first month. With a full meal and a hungry meal, the environment at that time was much worse than it is now——

But at that time, Manami Tamura would come over every night to clean up his room and bring him a bento that was not delicious, but he enjoyed it.

Supporting him through the most difficult period of time, but the progress in the comics was not very good at that time.

There were many times when he was almost unable to support himself and wanted to give up. He was not a very strong person. Even the first step in chasing his dream was only completed under the encouragement of Tamura Manami. At that time, Kurosawa Kazuta appeared in front of him, and it seemed to others that Kurosawa Kazuta learned from Kosaka Kyosuke, but in fact Kosaka Kyosuke learned more from Kurosawa Kazuta.

Understand what persistence is——

——Chasing one’s dreams is not just nonsense like adults say. The only way in life is to get a good diploma, find a good job and have a stable income.

It may be wrong to chase the life you want, but is it wrong and not worth pursuing?

What if it succeeds?

Although he learned what persistence is from Kurosawa Ichita, his manga performance did not improve because of this, and he even faced a crisis of halving. So far, he has never forgotten that day at the comic exhibition, Aragaki Ayase, who obviously hated otaku culture, but because of She appeared at the comic exhibition, cosplaying what she usually hates the most, becoming her comic character——

Standing under the scorching sun, exposed to the sun, while other cosplayers were resting, she still stood in the crowd, maintaining a forced smile, suppressing the disgust in her heart.

Just to get some attention to his comics.

I still can't forget the scene where my hair faded and returned to its original color after being washed with shampoo, and the softness of my hair at that moment.

And now the studio has changed from a cramped and cramped room with three people in it to an office with more than a dozen people sitting in it. The environment is hundreds of times better than it was at the beginning, but the people around But they all disappeared. He was the one who was sorry for Aragaki Ayase, and even more sorry for Tamura Manami——

But he really didn't know what to do, how to deal with that.

It can only make this ambiguity no longer maintain.

He couldn't handle emotional matters, but Kurosawa's matter couldn't just end like this.

He got up and moved his stiff body after sitting on the chair for a long time, and walked to the seat of Kurosawa Ichita. At this time, he noticed a key in the Kurosawa Ichita tool box.

The key tag has a warehouse address written on it.

Looking at this key, Kosaka Kyosuke thought of what Kurosawa Isada once said. In addition to the manga manuscripts in the house at home, he also rented a warehouse outside, where the drafts drawn during those years of practice were also stored. Well, although Kyosuke Kosaka believed what he said, Kazuta Kurosawa never let him see those drafts.

a warehouse.

Looking at the paper used for drawing comics on the table, the thickness is less than one millimeter, which made him somewhat unable to imagine what it would be like to calculate the thickness of the paper in millimeters and use the warehouse as a unit.

At this time, I couldn't help but think of the discarded draft paper that occupied most of the area in Kurosawa Yitian's house.

I glanced at the time and found that it was very late, so I gave up the idea of ​​going to Kurosawa Isada's warehouse.

After a little movement, I sat back on the chair and picked up the paintbrush again. For ordinary people, the paintbrush is just a tool, but for those who make a living in comics, the paintbrush and paper carry their Everything is done draft by pen. Slam Dunk is relatively simple, but the storyboard of original comics is much larger and requires countless revisions to be finalized.

However, as the painting progresses, his mastery of the storyboards becomes more and more proficient. In many cases, some of the storyboards that need to be depicted can be determined at one time.

I didn't eat dinner, so I took a look at the time and decided to endure it, and eat it when I got home after painting.

But hunger deepened his sense of loneliness——

He couldn't help but think back to the time when Manami Tamura and Ayase Aragaki prepared bento for himself. At that time, he didn't need to worry about being hungry, but only worried about being stuffed with food. He was not overwhelmed, but during that time his appetite would ache after meals, and it took nearly two months of stomach medicine to get better.

Thinking of it at this moment, such an idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

I can't bear two lunch boxes, so how can I bear two people.

Ding dong.

The crisp doorbell rang suddenly, which brought Kosaka Kyosuke back from his memories, and he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Who would it be so late?

When he came to the door and looked out through the cat's eyes, he was surprised to find that it was his sister Kosaka Kirino.

"How did you come?"

Kosaka Kirino just glanced at Kosaka Kyosuke, then walked into the studio, pulled a chair and sat down, and then said in a tone like interrogating a prisoner: "Are you a three-year-old kid? You don't want to be so late at night." Don't know how to call home when you get home? Here you are... This is the bento that my mother asked me to bring you.

Do you know that I just put on the mask and prepared to play games, but my mother forced me to give you a lunch box.

If you don't cause trouble to others, do you have no sense of existence? "

Looking at the bento, Kosaka Kyosuke was very surprised.

God!

The mother actually thought that she hadn't eaten and asked Kirino to give her a lunch box.

This made him shaken. Traveling thought that his status at home made him unable to help wondering whether Kosaka Kyosuke was adopted, let alone bento, sometimes he couldn't help but suspect that Kosaka Kyosuke died outside. The body was so cold that the parents probably wouldn't even remember that there was such a person in the family.

Ignoring Kosaka Kirino's harsh words, Kosaka Kyousuke said with emotion: "Wouldn't it be cold to wear shorts and stockings in this weather?"

Kosaka Kirino looked at Kosaka Kyosuke with a look like looking at garbage.

Uh--

This look seems to be no different from usual.

"nausea--"

Chapter 225 You Are Saying Such Things, But Doing The Opposite Things

--nausea?