I really don't want to be reborn.

Kyosuke tugged at her sleeve, signaling her to be gentle with her words.

"...Moreover, the error occurred in a place that is even simpler than four arithmetic operations, which makes me feel that the creator is extremely lacking in basic common sense."

Kyosuke Kousaka apologized to Yabuki, "That's just her personality, please don't mind it."

The other party smiled wryly: "Anyway, she wasn't the first to say that. In fact, a reader wrote to me last year saying that I lack knowledge..."

(Yabuki's wordplay and rearrangement: Knowing the debt)

"They're just minor issues. Besides, as you just said, it's normal for a 25-year-old cartoonist to make some mistakes."

After being comforted by him, Kentaro Yabuki cheered up again.

Meanwhile, Kyosuke Kosaka sighed inwardly, already knowing what kind of green disaster awaited this young manga artist, with whom he had once worked for a period of time, in the near future.

…………

"Oh, Ms. Sawamura, your hat is red again today? It looks quite refreshing."

"Really? Thank you for the compliment."

"Of course, wearing a green hat is more environmentally friendly."

"Oh, I don't want to be cuckolded. I feel like there's a malicious intent coming my way."

After Eriri finished speaking, she waved to Kyosuke and Kuroneko: "Good luck to you guys, Kasumigaoka and I are going to be fighting today! We spent most of yesterday helping you with your birthday preparations, so we're making up for it today!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha was reluctantly dragged away by her friend. She looked at Kousaka Kyosuke with some reluctance, their eyes forming a tacit understanding as they looked at each other.

What should we eat tonight?

"Whatever you like is fine."

"I'm craving takoyaki... Come back soon, I feel a little anxious when you're not around."

"..."

The unspoken understanding in their eye contact left the black cat, who had witnessed everything clearly, speechless and facepalming. At that moment, he really wanted to rush up, grab Kousaka Kyosuke by the collar, and roar, "Screw your show-off! Hurry up and get married, you bastard! If you feed me any more PDA, I'll take you down with me!"

Of course, he could only think about it in his mind; outwardly, he remained gloomy, timid, and a little nervous.

Even after noon, Black Cat's doujinshi still hadn't sold a single copy.

"It's still not working, black cat! We can't go on like this!"

He glanced at the girl, whose mood was getting increasingly down, and then went over to the staff member in charge of selling Eri Kashiwagi's new work to discuss something. They whispered to each other for a long time.

Thoreau said that most people live in quiet desperation.

Despair can have a strong inertia. In order to prevent the little black cat from slowly sliding into despair and suffering a crushing blow to its self-confidence and self-esteem, Kyosuke Kosaka felt it was necessary to do something.

Forty minutes later, Kyosuke Kosaka returned to his original post, which drew a scream.

black hair.

A thin and frail physique.

He was dressed entirely in black.

He became a demon power user after signing a contract with the demon Lucifer and merging with him.

He also had a nine-tailed whip in his hand, which he could swing around like a tentacle.

"Pitch black! Pitch black!"

A group of female homebodies surged over like a tidal wave.

Since the day a giant phantom vortex of darkness appeared in the sky over Tokyo in July 1999, many strange events have occurred in the Kanto region.

Maya Kurusu, whose lover was killed by a demon with superpowers, makes a contract with a demon named Lucifer, and becomes a demon with superpowers herself—Darkness…

This is the general plot of "Maschera ~The Lament of a Fallen Beast~", a dark hero mystery anime, with the protagonist being extremely popular.

(Actually, it's a fan fiction created by Fushimi, who combined the plot of Darker than Black with the character designs from Code Geass: Lelouch of the Rebellion...)

(We absolutely must get a Thornmail! Kill Lee Shun-saeng!)

Kyosuke Kousaka's cosplay of the black cat is really accurate. From a distance, I felt that his eyes looked a bit lonely, which didn't quite match the character design. Of course, this thought was immediately overwhelmed by a huge wave of emotion, leaving me at a loss.

She cosplayed the villainous Queen of the Night standing next to the protagonist, Jet Black.

He didn't say anything.

We stood there, without saying a word.

That would be wonderful.

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Red beans! Big red beans!

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If I can write 9,000 words today, I'll add an extra chapter!

Bless me!

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Are photographs black-and-white fragments of life, or colorful scraps of paper?

"That handsome guy is great, I'll take this book."

"Yes, thank you."

"These illustrations are pretty good, I'll take two."

"Thank you."

"Sigh, what's with all these character design books? That handsome guy is really good, it's worth it..."

"……Oh."

After seeing off the last few infatuated girls and otaku, Miss Black Cat looked at Kyosuke Kousaka, who was still standing motionless like a statue, being generously watched by the crowd, and felt complicated.

Does this mean that my doujinshi can only focus on car models?

Male beauty, oh male beauty.

Thunder rumbled in the distance. The weather hadn't been good since morning, and a downpour had occurred around noon. You could see the sky from the corridor.

An hour ago, Black Cat went to check the celestial phenomena. Dark clouds had already gathered in the sky, and the howling wind could be heard, drowned out by the crowd.

Then, a thunderous roar sounded again.

She didn't know if there would be another downpour later. She didn't care much about whether it would be cooler or not; she was more concerned about certain issues.

Does that mean my doujinshi is really that bad?

Her desire for help made her instinctively look at Kyosuke Kosaka, but she was almost furious. That bastard was dressed in black and chatting enthusiastically with several women, his face practically contorted with a grin.

male!

What's there to say about those women who are ugly and deformed?

So what if she's a bit plump? What a male driven by his lower instincts!

Hurry up and give me back all the emotion I felt just now, meow!

Kyosuke Kousaka was bewildered by the inexplicable stare from a black cat. To be honest, his idea of ​​using his good looks to attract people came from seeing a young lady selling maid erotic doujinshi earlier.

That girl actually used her own appearance and figure as the model for the protagonist of her hentai doujinshi...

A natural performance! So dedicated!

He remembered the inspiration at the time, and it proved to be very useful.

Well, even if the black cat is too shy to pounce on you and call out "Thank you, Onii-chan," it would at least express its gratitude in a coy and haughty way, right?

Why are you staring at him now?

"Hey little brother, aren't you ashamed of dressing like that? Don't you feel embarrassed?"

A young woman who was watching asked him this question.

"No, there are far more embarrassing things than this. I've done a lot of embarrassing things before, so this is really nothing."

Ok.

There are far more embarrassing things in this world than this.

Cosplay, or rather, wearing unusual costumes, may be something that many people find shameful and embarrassing.

For example, Kirino Kousaka would never wear Meruru's clothes, pick up a plastic magic wand, and wiggle her hips while singing the theme song of Stardust Magical Girl.

For example, even if Kasumigaoka Utaha jumped off this building, even if she starved to death, she would never wear cute cat ear hair accessories and act cute in front of Kousaka Kyosuke.

In this world, the best way to avoid embarrassing others and yourself is to belittle yourself.

He didn't know that there would be a guy named Hachiman in the future. He could only do what he was capable of now, and the matter of the black cat happened to be within his capabilities.

"See, that solves the problem, doesn't it?"

Still dressed in a black robe, Kyosuke sat wearily behind the stall, counting the remaining notebooks and finding there were only a few left: "Congratulations, Black Cat, you've won big this time!"

"Um……"

The black cat smiled shyly, coughed with its little fist placed to its mouth, and said, "Um... I really... really thank you so much today."

"What kind of talk is that?"

Kyosuke Kosaka was displeased: "What do you mean by 'today'? Shouldn't you have thanked me yesterday?"

"Yes, you're welcome."

Although she said she wasn't grateful, her little face was actually full of smiles. If it weren't for her tsundere aura suppressing her laughter, we could probably hear this girl's long-lost Hyogo Kita laughter right now.

"In short, today—"

"A resounding success!"

The two gave each other a high five, smiled at each other, and realized that they were both pretty good guys.

Just as they were all enjoying themselves, they heard someone want to buy the remaining few books. This was good news, and Black Cat was delighted. However, as the customer left, he muttered something that she overheard.

"What kind of lousy plot is this? I can't even understand it. Oh well, let's just treat it as buying illustrations and getting toilet paper for free..."

"..."