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

The two each picked up a comic book and read it. Kyosuke Takasaka was flipping through a very old comic, while Kazuta Kurosawa was flipping through Jump Weekly.

After a while, Kurosawa put down the weekly magazine, picked up the brush and started drawing again.

Kosaka Kyosuke took a look at this and found that Kurosawa Kazuta was practicing how to draw swimsuit benefits, which surprised him. Kurosawa Kazuta is a very traditional manga artist, and traditional manga artists like this have always regarded Welfare is a cancer, and it will ruin the industry's cancer. Only blood and plot are king.

After getting along with Kurosawa Ichita for a long time, he gradually had this kind of concept. Although he didn't have the deep disgust of Kurosawa Ichita, he still had a similar feeling.

And now Kurosawa Kazuta suddenly practiced swimsuit benefits.

"How did you practice your swimsuit?"

Kurosawa Ichita didn't raise his head, and said in a very flat tone: "Recently, I haven't contacted the outside world. I have thought a lot, a lot, and the more I think about it, the more I realize that I am different from those mainstream cartoonists. Now this is my limit. , I don't have the ability to break the limit like the protagonist in the comics, I'm just an ordinary person, if I continue, no matter how hard I try, I won't be able to succeed...

In these days, looking back on the past days, I really thought about giving up this time.

but……

If I don't draw manga for a few days, I realize that I can do nothing but draw manga at this age.

Gradually, I figured out one thing.

In the beginning, I wanted to draw a bloody kingly manga to conquer the jump and conquer the world, and I have always done this, but now I realize that I don’t know when, the ambition in my heart is only one idea.

want to succeed!

As long as it can be serialized in Jump Weekly without being cut in half.

No matter what, even if it becomes a cancerous tumor, as long as it can succeed...

Nothing else matters. "

Mid-Autumn Festival is a bit busy, no update, I will code when I get home

When I gave gifts, I found out that all my cousins ​​are married!The one who is five years younger than me is also married!I'm the only one left in the big family!

The heart of being lectured is so tired!

When I was busy giving gifts, I hurriedly introduced...

(°ー°〃) Blind date, how embarrassing!

I don't know what to say to the other party at all, and I feel like I'm finished!It's all over!I don't know what to say, well, mainly because it doesn't suit my appetite.

Well, in the blink of an eye, I will be thirty in three years.

Sometimes I think about how to take care of my mother when she gets old, but I rarely even clean my room!

How will I take care of my mother in the future.

This fifteen is not so bad, actually met the former girlfriend.

It's not really an ex-girlfriend. They met and got along for a while a few years ago, but they didn't establish a relationship. They watched movies, went shopping, and chatted like friends...

Ok.

I'm just an embryo that almost turned positive, complicated.

At that time, she had just broken up with her boyfriend, and then I joined in, which is not considered to be together.

Later, various signs showed that I was hooked. The netizen who introduced me to her was her trumpet.

Thinking about it now, maybe I just added my friend on the Internet by chance, and I want to find someone to chat with.

After all, when she said to introduce me to a girlfriend, she mentioned a few people before she finally mentioned herself, and I chose her.

But there are still doubts!

Why is it so coincidental to add my friend?

She works in the China Unicom hall in our village. I just went through the renewal procedures yesterday, and she added me as a friend. I also doubt it. She found me through the information I reserved.

But none of that matters anymore.

It's been so long, but how I wish it was a fairy dance and cost me financially, well, I was poor at the time, and it didn't seem like there was anything worth thinking about.

I'd rather be scammed out of money than this.

Seeing this woman flashed a lot of memories that I thought I had forgotten, I realized that I was still obsessed with it.

I haven't even slept in bed, what is there to remember?

Poor breasts?long hair?Long legs?

probably--

Uh, it seems to be a bit far.

Don't talk about it.

I was tired of typing on the phone, and finally I added that I didn't have the courage to go up to say hello. What I thought in my heart was that after so many years, she should have her own life, and I shouldn't bother her.

Maybe that's why I'm a spare tire.

In the past, I only remembered her eyes, and this time we met, we just met those eyes again.

drive home!

Arrived home in about half an hour.