Tokyo Soft Rice King.

Since we've decided to participate in the Winter CM and short comic contest, we absolutely have to make it!

It absolutely must be finished before the deadline... That's the bottom line for a creator!

So please stop bothering me! Focus on your work!

Kuroba Akira pinched the bridge of his nose and spoke to everyone in a serious and earnest manner.

"Let me emphasize this again: you can 'fight' all you want outside and in other parts of the school, but once you're in the Arts and Literature Department's activity room, please put aside your personal grudges for now and focus on the department's activities, okay?"

He said 'please,' but his tone was more like 'command,' and even his eyes sharpened.

“Especially you, Makoto…”

Makoto clicked her tongue in slight annoyance and retorted.

"Tsk, I know, why are you specifically targeting me? Even if I can't be of much help, I won't cause you any trouble."

"That's good."

Kuroba Akira had absolutely no idea that he could get these girls to a complete reconciliation.

Just like in those girls' dormitories, where four girls can have six different group chats, once these women start to suspect each other, the suspicion just keeps going on and on.

Since that's the case, we should 'limit the location' so that they can gather in one place to do one thing.

"it is good……!"

Aiyuan Moe was the most enthusiastic responder, patting her cheeks with both hands until her face turned red.

Clear your mind of distractions... The most important thing now is to focus on creating!

As long as I get first place... my master will give me a reward!

Just like when the owner stays overnight at Takanashi's house, or goes on a date with Hikawa...

Want to receive a reward from your master!

She, who considered herself a slave, shouldn't have such thoughts, but at this moment, because of Kuroba Akira's order to 'order them around as they please', some selfish desires arose in Moe.

She began to pursue 'luxury' that she would never have even thought of before.

I want to, I want to, I want to... Draw, draw, draw, draw...!

Aiyuan Moe combines two desires, entering a state of heightened inspiration that creators dream of.

A female piglet slave who is both inferior and demeaned...

They truly have the heart of a pig, insatiably greedy.

The seed of desire has been planted in Aiyuan Moe's heart, and she will only become more and more insatiable in the future...

The character 萌 is the same as 明, except it has an extra grass radical.

Overthrowing one's superior is a traditional Japanese skill.

Chapter 337 The Future Will Be Even Sweeter

In the blink of an eye, November has passed, and December is already halfway over.

As December drew to a close, with final exams over and the literary department's writing hell finally coming to an end...

Silence fell over the event room.

The only sound was the soft scratching of the pen tip against the paper.

If it were just one person using a brush, it might sound quite relaxing, but now everyone's hands are busy, and the constant rustling sounds are making people feel a bit irritable.

The long table that was put together in the middle of the Arts and Literature Department's activity room serves as the dividing line.

On one side, they were drawing, drawing, drawing...

On the other hand, it's all about writing and writing and writing...

Everyone's spirits are at their limit...

So, signaled by the blackened pen tip breaking, Takanashi Mirai was the first to clutch her head and let out a mournful cry.

"I can't take it anymore! Ahhhhh!"

"I want to go home!"

"Mommy! Ahhhhhh!"

However, no one paid any attention to her, because everyone was already used to it.

The main reason is that I don't have time to make a fuss with her, because today is already Friday, December 20th, and the appointment with the printing factory is December 23rd, which is next Monday.

In other words, the final deadline is December 23rd. If the remaining drafts aren't finished by next Monday, then...

It's not a big deal, it's just that it won't catch up with the winter CM.

At least the magazine submission is settled. Kuroba Akira said that they need to prioritize to avoid trying to do both and ending up with nothing done. So he asked Moe to choose one to draw first, and Moe chose sports manga.

However, because of the prioritization, Moehui paid more attention to the sports manga and spent more time on the details. As a result, the progress of the other fan service manga was delayed, and it turned into a hellish rush to finish the manuscript.

After realizing this, she kept apologizing to everyone, saying that it was all her fault for being too greedy and insisting on drawing both parts at the same time. She also said that she hadn't calculated the time well and had dragged down the overall progress by focusing on details. She was so remorseful that she almost wanted to kneel down and beg for forgiveness.

Everyone naturally forgave the inexperienced Moe. In fact, it was quite normal that she couldn't manage the project schedule well. Kuroba Akira had anticipated from the beginning that there wouldn't be enough time.

Since everyone except Meng Hui was drawing a comic for the first time, and Meng Hui's previous works were only doujinshi, which cannot be compared with the comic submitted this time, we can only estimate the approximate time required. No one knows exactly how long it will take to complete.

Depending on the situation, abandoning one of them might be a viable option... but as things stand, it's not time to abandon it yet.

In fact, the current situation of 'barely keeping up' is what surprised Kuroba Akira even more.

After Kuroba Akira finished screaming and hadn't recovered enough to continue applying the black paint, he reached out his left hand and shook her shoulder, saying...

"Alright, Future, stop fooling around. This is the third time you've had an attack this month. Get up and keep drawing."

"Waaah... I can't move my wrist anymore..."

In the future, she showed a tearful expression, leaned back in her chair, and felt like her body was almost numb. Her hands were really sore and numb.

This feels quite different from what I imagined club activities to be like...

Since I joined the Literature and Art Department that day, so many days have passed, but it feels like only one day has passed, and this day has been repeated dozens of times.

Because the things I did every day were pretty much the same: come after school, color and paint... then go home, and continue coloring and painting the next day... For a while, I even dreamed about coloring and outlining at night...

Looking back, Mirai realized that the only time she was truly happy was when she was discussing character designs with Akira Kuroba and Momo-sensei at the very beginning. But later, when she officially entered the stage of drawing the manga manuscript, she only felt a little bit of novelty at the very beginning. After that, she realized...

This is so boring.

Even when I was playing in a band, doing the most basic exercises was much more fun than this!

What happened to the promised hidden party?!

What happened to Ming's harem?!

Shouldn't going to school be about enjoying your youth?

Kuroba Akira pinched the future's little face and pulled her back to reality to scold her.

"Stop whining and finish it today, otherwise we'll have to continue tomorrow. You don't want to spend your precious weekends painting your face with me, do you?"

"Ugh...! Let me catch my breath! I'll start again right away!"

Threatened by the devilish foreman Kuroba Akira, she continued drawing her assigned part with a tearful expression, but couldn't help complaining.

"I thought drawing comics would be a fun job... but I didn't expect it to be so boring..."

"Heh, now that you've experienced it firsthand, you'll understand. Only the initial conception and discussion stage is truly interesting. After that, it's all repetitive work. And if you're not doing something you enjoy, this repetitive labor becomes a form of mental torture... practically like being in prison!"

"Um... I... I'm increasingly reluctant to work..."

In the future, I will understand why my mother left her hometown to come to Beijing to become a voice actress.

Because if you're not working for money and your dreams, then you're just destroying your soul!

So I absolutely have to become a famous video creator, and then be a NEET at home... absolutely!

Otherwise, it would be too terrible to be forced to do this kind of repetitive labor just to make a living... the soul would decay!

At this moment, Meng Hui, who had panda eyes, also looked up and made a suggestion to her with a heart-wrenching smile.

"Um... if Mirai-chan really can't continue drawing, you can leave it... There's not much left, I can take it home to draw, and with two days left this weekend, I should be able to finish it..."

Actually, in the future, she just wanted to complain to Kuroba Akira, take a break from her wrists, and liven up the atmosphere. She didn't really intend to quit, nor did she intend to dump the rest of the work on Moe Moe, who had become her 'second favorite'. Of course, her first choice was still Goddess Shion.

"No, no, no, Teacher Mengmeng, you're the one who's almost at your limit, no, you've already surpassed your limit, right? How can we push the entire final part onto you and make you finish it all by yourself? That's too much!"

Calling Moe-e "Teacher Moe-e" in the future is not a joke, but a genuine expression of respect for her. She even considers Moe-e's masochistic personality as "a characteristic of a creator."

After all, geniuses are always different from others, and it's normal for them to have some quirks. Moreover, it's understandable that Aizono Moe would like to release stress by being a slave and being trained, given how hard cartoonists work and how much pressure they face to meet deadlines.

In the future, she was also impressed by Moe's talent.

She witnessed firsthand how Kuroba Akira's abstract stick figure name was transformed into a sketch full of storyboard impact by Aiyuan Moe, then into an exquisite line drawing, and finally helped correct her assistant's mistakes, and even drew a colored cover... So amazing!

Kuroba Akira nodded in agreement, saying, "Mirai is right. Since we've reached the final stage, let's finish the final touches together."

"Hehe, yes, it would be even more fun to celebrate together when everything is finally finished."

The class monitor joined the conversation, but his hands didn't stop; he was still drawing the backgrounds for the last few pages.

Makoto next to her poured cold water on the idea: "Assuming we can finish it... At this rate, if we finish drawing it at school, it will be past closing time. The patrolling teachers will probably come and send us home before we can even celebrate."

Kuroba Akira shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Isn't this just another deadline... Let's all keep pushing! If we get this done by today, I'll treat everyone to sushi!"

"Oh!" xN

Everyone responded positively, even the future, who had just been complaining, regained its spirits.

But actually, everyone wasn't motivated by the sushi that Akira Kuroba treated them to. Rather, after personally participating in the entire process of drawing the manga, everyone wanted to see it through to the end and witness the final completion.

Then it was 8 p.m.

When the last original manuscript was handed to Aiyuan Moe, all eyes were on her.

Aiyuan Moe took the last original manuscript, carefully looked at it, put down her G-pen, and revealed a shy smile.

"Well, there's nothing to change. Thank you all for your hard work. That's all done."

Kuroba Akira: "Ohhhhhh!"

Birds of the Future: "Finally liberated! Hooray!"