Tokyo: The Manga Begins with the Funeral of Frilian

The buttery aroma was coming from the kitchen.

"What are you still standing there for? Come and get your rice."

Shiori Shirakawa walked over carrying two trays.

Lift your chin up to face the rice cooker.

"Put the chopsticks in the cupboard, and take out the placemats at the same time."

The two sat facing each other on a low table.

There were hamburger patties, mashed potatoes, and miso soup on the table.

There was also a dish of pickled vegetables.

Shiori Shirakawa also drank a little plum wine.

Each of the two cups was filled halfway with water.

"Cheers."

Yuma Kamiya raises his glass.

"Congratulations on moving!"

"Congratulations on moving to your new home! And here's a little bonus for the serialization."

Shiori Shirakawa's eyes sparkled.

He lightly touched the cup in his hand.

His face scrunched up like that when he took a sip of plum wine.

"It's very sweet."

"These are the things you bought."

"I didn't check the label carefully, so I mistakenly thought it was sake."

Yuma Kamiya took a bite of the hamburger steak.

The sliced ​​meat is light pink.

When you eat it, meat juices will flow out.

The sauce tastes like teriyaki.

It has a slightly sweet and salty flavor, which is just right to eat with rice.

  

"Is it tasty?"

Shiori Shirakawa's eyes flowed like ripples.

"Of course, what you made is definitely delicious."

"How does it compare to the tamagoyaki from last time?"

"These two are different."

"So which one is better?"

Yuma Kamiya said.

"Hamburgers rank first in the full-service market. Tamagoyaki (Japanese rolled omelet) is number one in the brunch category."

Shiori Shirakawa's lips curled up slightly, but she quickly closed them again.

There was no food left on the table.

Kamiya Yuma has a big appetite; he ate two bowls of rice.

Shiori Shirakawa, on the other hand, only ate half of a hamburger steak.

There was only half a bottle of plum wine left, so she put it in the refrigerator.

While washing the dishes, Shiori Shirakawa suddenly spoke.

"Kamiya-kun."

"Um?"

"Do you think you can stay up all night just because you're young?"

"We were working overtime last week to catch up on the work; we don't usually do this."

Shiori Shirakawa turned to look at him after turning off the tap.

"Then let's make a rule."

"So what kind of rules are there?"

"Timetable, schedule."

Shiori Shirakawa walked to the coffee table and found a blank sheet of paper and a pen in the drawer.

She laid out the paper and pen and wrote the time on it vertically.

Write the content horizontally.

I got up at 7:30 in the morning.

We went to eat at eight o'clock.

After breakfast, you start drawing, and then have lunch at noon.

I paint in the afternoon and have dinner at 6 pm.

You must stop writing before 10 p.m. and turn off the lights to rest no later than 11 p.m.

A smile appeared on Yuma Kamiya's face.

"Deadlines can be exceptions."

"This is a work schedule like that of a corporate slave."

"No, this is a cartoonist's work schedule."

Shiori Shirakawa handed him the pen.

Yuma Kamiya looked at the hand-drawn table.

The handwriting is very neat.

The time column is accurate to half an hour, and there is also a place to write notes in the project column.

While speaking.

A semi-transparent light screen appeared in front of him.

[The world line convergence point has been triggered: the first step in living together.]

[Branch 1: Reject control, draw a clear line, and do not interfere with each other. Reward: Absolute Focus Aura (blocks out all external noise while drawing).]

[Branch Two: Go with the flow and sign a "Warm and Cooperative" agreement, deeply binding your meals and daily routines to hers. Reward: The painting skill "Environmental Lighting Mastery" (which can give the picture a very strong everyday warm atmosphere), and a significant increase in Shirakawa Shiori's affection level.]

Yuma Kamiya glanced at the two options.

The focus halo effect is very prominent.

It can block out all external noise, which is very helpful when writing.

However, if she makes that choice, Shirakawa Shiori will most likely ignore her.

The second approach involves expertise in ambient light and shadow.

He immediately recalled some scenes from "The Burial of Frillien".

In the morning, Frilian and her apprentice awoke together at the inn.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the windowpanes and onto the wooden floorboards.

The stewing dishes in the village restaurant emitted a lot of steam, making the windows foggy.

From the outside, it appears as a pale blue expanse.

These scenes do not require the shock effect brought by grand scenes.

Instead, it should bring readers a warm feeling.

"Sign the contract."

He silently recited it in his heart.

Turn off the light curtain.

A flood of information rushed into my mind.

Yuma Kamiya took the pen from Shiori Shirakawa.

"Add one more clause."

"A rotating system between the first place in the breakfast category and the first place in the main meal category."

Shiori Shirakawa was stunned.

"You mean...?"

"You'll make the tamagoyaki, you'll make the hamburger patties, and you'll cook the miso soup."

Yuma Kamiya wrote down a sentence from the notes section.

"The above ingredients were provided by Shiori Shirakawa. The rice and dishwashing were done by Yuma Kamiya."

"Who said I was going to agree?"

Shiori Shirakawa took the pen into her hand.

"You just said you wanted to sign."

Kamiya Yuma held up the paper.

With his other hand, he was writing in the notes section.

"The purchase of plum wine is handled by Shiori Shirakawa, and the purchase of sake is handled by Yuma Kamiya."

When Shiori Shirakawa tiptoed to reach the paper.

The whole person leans forward.

Shiori Shirakawa suddenly realized that the distance was very close, so she immediately took two steps back.

"Put your pen down."

"The signing is not yet complete."

Yuma Kamiya wrote the date in the last row of the table.

So, he neatly wrote his name—Kamiya Yuuma—where he was supposed to sign.

When I was writing, I gave the fountain pen to Shiori Shirakawa.

"It's your turn to speak."

Shiori Shirakawa picked up the pen and looked at the form for a while.

She gripped the pen very tightly.

"...Let's make this clear first. If Kamiya-kun doesn't rest tonight, I'll be very angry."

"How do you get angry?"

There was no breakfast after dawn the next day.

"Extremely cruel."

Shiori Shirakawa ignored him and wrote "Shiori Shirakawa" where Yuuma Kamiya had signed.

After finishing writing, I put the pen down and placed it on the coffee table.

Implement.

She picked the form up from the ground.

After writing something on it, I stuck it on the refrigerator door.

Use a strawberry-shaped magnet to hold it in place.

When she turned her head, her hands were naturally crossed at her waist.

"Have you finished your work today?"

"After it's finished, it will stay in this spot."

Shiori Shirakawa picked up the first manuscript and began to read it.

Frillie and her apprentice walked along a mountain path after the rain.

A clump of unidentified white flowers was blooming by the roadside, and Frillie stopped to look at it for a while.

Her apprentice asked her what kind of flower it was, and she said she didn't know, but Simmel had made a similar flower crown for her before.