How a Hero Lives as a Writer

82 – Time of Bright and the Sage (4)

I asked the cartoonists and fishermen to please forgive me and asked them to stand up and explain the situation.

Then Eoshibun, who I often talked to, explained the situation to me as the representative.

In short, it was a matter of money.

The paper used for comics is expensive paper used for blueprints.

Since I was drawing a pornographic painting on such paper and passing it around, I think it was judged that it was misappropriation of equipment.

Strictly speaking, it is a case that can be called business embezzlement and breach of trust.

But what… Shouldn’t we just laugh and hand it over?

On the contrary, it feels like things are rolling in a fun way.

ㅡ Is Chunhwa an interesting situation?

Isn’t it interesting that I created a new culture without even preaching it?

“Is there more to this? Bring it and see.”

“That, that, that….”

“Let’s watch good things together.”

As I said that and smiled, the fishermen who were looking at me in a cold sweat started cheering.

I drank tea served by the fishermen and watched the chunhwa they made.

“… Did you draw like this?”

“Sorry, sorry….”

Everyone had some common sense, but they drew on the back side of the paper.

It was a fortunate thing.

“Are all my instructions completed?”

“Yes! Writer Bright!”

Beside Chunhwa, a report was prepared on how the things I had instructed were handled.

Um….

ㅡ Did everyone work hard while you were b*tching around?

Not a b*tch.

Can you describe it as a struggle to find freedom?

ㅡ Just blow this mouth!

I was stressed out because of Teresa, but I feel like I can breathe a bit more now that I have such a good news.

ㅡ That new cultural rhyme?

Yes, this is also a culture.

It’s called the shadow culture.

… Honestly, I thought it would be nice to have something like this, but it was embarrassing for me to come out and talk about it.

Everyone calls me God’s agent or something, but I don’t think it’s too much to say ‘let’s make something erotic!’.

ㅡ Isn’t that enough now that Theresa is there?

Are you a lump that can’t even go to the original show anyway?

It’s torture because you can’t force it with a guy you don’t like.

I picked up the chunhwa drawn by the fishermen and looked at the contents.

Hmm….

To be honest, it was worse than I thought.

First of all, it might be because I’m on wiser time, but even considering that, this was pretty bad.

Did you enjoy watching this?

“That’s not good.”

As I skimmed through the chunhwa and put it down on the table, a sound close to lamentation leaked out from the surroundings.

It was painful because the hobbies they enjoyed were being denied.

“First of all, the story is boring.”

Anyway, if this cartoon was leaked out, there might be a fuss.

So maybe it was decided that it was necessary to make the content of the cartoon passable, but the content was quite boring, so I didn’t like it.

“I could have drawn it explicitly, but I drew it too metaphorically.”

I think the metaphorical expression of falling leaves from a flower in a vase has its own style.

However, chunhwa is an obscene, shadowy culture that stimulates cowardice.

Do we really need such a literary expression?

I think it would be more eye-catching if I draw the scene more awkwardly.

“The biggest problem is the painting style.”

The current Mare is in a state of fixed drawing in the style of romance comics, so it felt like the negative effects were affecting the shadow culture as well.

To draw boys’ manga, you need a variety of painting styles, but it’s difficult if you’re already stuck like this.

As I pointed out various problems, the fishermen started taking notes as if they had heard valuable stories.

“Learn various painting styles from the fishermen who worked with Marie in the early days. Chunhwa like this needs to be more dynamic and stimulating to draw attention.”

ㅡ Oh Oh Oh!

Thank you for the seal applause.

“… Bright Writer. If you really don’t mind, could you give us a little more time?”

It seems that the chunhwas here are at least added by those who are confident in the story.

Still, with this level of quality, I don’t think there will be much change in terms of the story even if I tweak the drawing style.

So I know I’m busy these days, but I’d like some help.

Anyway, it seems that I feel a sense of fellowship because of the part where I said, “We should watch good things together.”

“That much is possible.”

When I said that in a friendly way, the grown adults snorted and let out hearty laughter.

It was a moment that reminded me of when I was in middle school and watched porn with my friends.

While we were talking about this and that, Bertus and Taz came to the manga studio.

“What are you all talking about?”

“… It’s about a comic project that’s starting soon.”

“Then would you like to hear a story about the race we have prepared for you?”

For some reason, it was embarrassing to bring up the story of pornography in front of the distinguished guests of different races, so I started talking about comics.

It was a bit embarrassing, but I felt like I was regaining my pace, which had been shaken by the success of the kingdom.

It feels like inspiration is welling up!

Intoxicated with that wholesome heat, I burned my passion for creativity after a long time.

Our heated time went on for a long time, and it wasn’t until dinner time that it came to an end.

“With this, I think the prologue can start smoothly.”

“Honestly, I thought it was a bit unreasonable for a little kid to go through the ordeal of a hero whose life and death depended on it.”

“I thought so too. Thank you for your comments, Lord Bright.”

“No. I also threw it away for now, but I was thinking of correcting it.”

With the help of Bertus and Taz, I was able to fix the awkwardness of the prologue and set the overall frame.

If this is enough, I think I can start working on comics right away when the cardinal returns from the Holy Land.

I politely thanked them both.

“You know how to say thank you, right?”

“Thank you, Lord Bright.”

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Bertus and Taz have been making quite abstract spells.

That was a request to express the race to be described in the heroic story in a little cool way.

If you make an abstract spell like this instead of a clear one, you’ll keep becoming conscious when you’re creating a story.

As expected, these two are too clever to be enemies.

I felt very fortunate to be on the same side.

ㅡ Wouldn’t it be okay if the original story had a little embellishment?

Yes, so I should listen to it as much as I can.

They are really clever people.

“By the way, where is Aslan?”

“Aslan is sparring with your knights.”

“Really?”

“Looks like my blood is boiling after a long time.”

It seems that Aslan is quite old enough to be close with Bertus.

A beastman’s true strength comes from his physical abilities, and it can be said that Aslan, who is quite old, has already passed his prime.

Even so, the aggression still felt like it hadn’t gone away.

“Ah, by the way, your knight asked for sparring first.”

“… Is it so?”

“Yes.”

Wonder Lewis?

When Aslan first brought up the idea of sparring, you didn’t like it, did you?

“The sword was rough. You seem to be worried about something?”

As expected, there must have been something to the day when I drank alcohol with all aspects of the Tribal Union.

Sir Lewis was originally a knight with a somewhat blunt impression.

After becoming a master/servant relationship with me, there were fewer ups and downs of emotions.

He was a machine-like person, especially when it came to his sword.

It was such an incident that even the sword was affected by such a person.

Maybe it’s a more serious problem than I thought.

A story I told you last night….

I was lost in thought as we headed to the restaurant with the two of us.

A case that would embarrass Sir Louis.

At least it’s not pancakes.

There’s no way Sir Louis is still obsessed with such trivial things.

If the members of the Tribal Alliance had an accident while I was sleeping, Bertus or Taz would have given me a word in advance.

Because these two have common sense.

Then there is only one.

I guess I said I wasn’t going back to Earth.

Sir Lewis seems to be shaken by the story.

Because you have served the lord for a little longer than you were going to serve for three years at most?

… No, Sir Lewis is not like that.

As expected, it would be better to ask directly.

ㅡ Exciting!

Come to think of it, Helena-sama had such a strange reaction that day too, right?

Can this be?

No, uh, could it be true?

ㅡ What is it?

Perhaps Sir Louis likes me… ?

ㅡ Umm….

Doesn’t sound like a possibility?

Maybe it’s because he’s had an unwanted physical relationship with Teresa, and for some reason, he’s gained confidence.

Still, I don’t think it’s completely wrong.

Lord Lewis is now at an age that can be said to be of the right age for marriage.

I am the one who has been with Sir Louis the longest lately.

I also made a good impression on Sir Louis in my own way.

ㅡ For example?

Once he proved his mettle as a man, right?

Most aristocrats earn so much that they cannot even give out their business cards.

To the extent that we can give away fairly expensive sugary snacks to the residents of Oaklea for free.

And sincerity!

Sir Lewis has been training for a year, which he would have thought to be heartbreaking.

In addition, he is taller than Sir Louis.

Isn’t it strange that Sir Lewis had such a mind?

Good… !

Let’s ask.

I was determined.

***

After dinner, I offered Sir Louis tea.

Sir Lewis looked a bit puzzled at first, but he didn’t refuse.

It felt like he had sorted his mind to some extent while fighting swords with Aslan.

As I drank the tea in front of me, I pondered for a moment on what to say.

Isn’t that what it’s all about?

“This is for Sir Louis only.”

When I said that, Sir Louis put down the teacup he was holding.

It must be a gesture to listen seriously.

“I intend to stay here in Marais.”

“… Are you serious?”

“Yes. I like it here more than on Earth.”

And you are also attracted to the opposite s*x.

I wish I could have said those words easily, but strangely, my mouth didn’t move as I thought.

“I thought you were joking about your drinking.”

“Is that so?”

“… I was a little embarrassed because he played nasty pranks on me in his drunkenness.”

“Yes?”

“I didn’t know you would play such a prank on a master-servant relationship.”

Sir Lewis said that and raised the teacup again.

Did I play a joke like that?

What do you mean by that?

“What do you mean by that?”

“Don’t you remember? While saying it was an order, my body….”

No, I really don’t remember?!

Did I really do that?

My drinking habit is rather modest… ?

I was definitely in such a state of drunkenness that it made me vomit, but that doesn’t mean I did that….

Ha….

Certainly, if you’ve been through something like that, you’d have a strange reaction.

Write it.

“Sorry, Sir Louis.”

“No, I already forgot.”

Sir Lewis said that and put the teacup down.

The teacup was already empty.

“Are you done with your business?”

“Yes? Ah… Yes, it is over.”

“I already forgot. I think nothing happened.”

So forget about it, lord.

Sir Lewis bowed his head to me with a nonchalant expression and left the parlor.

I looked at the back with a blank expression and let out a dejected laugh.

“Looks like I had an accident.”

ㅡ If you stroked your body with a command, surely….

“No, that is a lie.”

ㅡ Huh?

That must be a lie.

ㅡ Are you sure?

I will never obey my orders just because they are in a master/servant relationship.

I don’t think Sir Lewis would distance himself like that just because he was drunk and made a mistake.

This is just a refusal.

Haa….

I felt like I was suddenly getting tired.

Belatedly, it felt like an intense sage time had arrived.

I drank all the tea left in the cup and headed to my room.

I don’t know what happened to Sir Lewis.

But what’s certain is that she drew the line that she would perfectly become a ‘master-servant’ relationship with me.

Shouldn’t we consider her fortunate that she still hasn’t had a heart that could be called her love?

Is it because he noticed the relationship between me and Teresa?

No, I don’t think so….

Since Sir Louis has been strange since morning.

I finally decided to keep the status quo.

Because the academy OT, which was right around the corner, and the manga that would decide Mare’s future were more urgent.