A comic book, but a librarian

Uesugi Cheng yawned, picked up his phone and entered the chat software. He saw at a glance that Hikigaya Hachiman was online, and not only was his online status showing that he was playing games.

"You're so free during the winter vacation, but you're still playing games at this time?"

"Christmas isn't even here yet, what's wrong with playing games? It's not a special day anyway... Where are you now? You actually have time to chat online here."

"I have nothing to do, why play games..."

As Uesugi Cheng said this, he picked up his phone and started typing.

'Do you feel like you're being watched?'

"No, they seem to think there is no need to monitor me, but I don't know the details."

"Just continue to live your life peacefully. Let's take it slow. There's no rush."

"Speaking of which, did you know about that late night radio incident yesterday?"

379

Chapter 379: The temptation and defense techniques of late night radio.

"I don't listen to this kind of stuff on the late night radio. What happened? Is there any supernatural phenomenon happening again?"

Uesugi Sumire changed his position on the bed. When she heard the word "supernatural phenomenon", Himegami Sakura's attention was no longer on the book. Although the story in the book was indeed very interesting, it was indeed the most interesting thing to follow Uesugi Sumire to solve the case.

"Yesterday, an anonymous number appeared on the late-night radio station, and kept saying that someone wanted to kill her. At the beginning, there seemed to be a few different sentences, but later, only the sentence 'save me' was left, and it was repeated for a long time... Later, the radio station was closed by the police."

Hikigaya Hachiman turned off the game and his tone became serious. It was obvious that he had more to say.

"It doesn't sound like an incident that has anything to do with the supernatural. Is it a murder case? This is under the jurisdiction of the police. At the very least, we won't be able to figure out what happened in a short time."

"No, that's not the problem. The radio station was on again yesterday..."

"Doesn't that mean everything's fine?"

"No, I asked, the anchor is on vacation... The radio station is hosted by a female voice that I have never heard of."

"Replacement?"

"No, how could it be possible to change people? When I was looking up information, I contacted the anchor. He was the only one on that radio station, so there was no possibility of a change... And he said that the police confirmed that it was a murder case, so the radio station had to be closed for a few more days to avoid stimulating the murderer... There are a lot of perverts nowadays, and they are afraid that the murderer committed the crime just to show off his existence."

"Then have they ever thought that the murderer could just find another way to continue to show himself... The radio station is gone, but the media has as many outlets as they want, and they can play the murder notices and murder videos as they want. Isn't this the same as cutting off the only clue themselves?"

Uesugi Cheng was speechless after hearing this. Although he knew that the police were not very reliable, it was rare for them to be so unreliable.

"No...it doesn't seem that simple. The new radio station started broadcasting on time last night. I didn't even think about it. That's all...she said, 'If you want to know about the construction company,' you have to find me."

When Hikigaya Hachiman said this, his scalp still felt a little tingling. To be honest, he didn't want to know what had happened at all, but this was an extremely tempting bait, and he had to bite it even if he didn't want to.

"Have you asked other people? I think you're not the only one who saw the radio station go on air... If you're really the only one who received this message, ignore him and wait for my message."

Uesugi Cheng sat up. Things were indeed not as simple as they had been said before when they had developed to this point. However, it had little to do with him and there was no danger at the moment. Uesugi Cheng did not plan to find a class for himself during his vacation.

"No, others have received it too. They heard what they wanted to know most. They didn't say anything specific, but I don't think they would want to know about a construction company... It seems like they should cast a wide net."

"Then put it aside for a while. You monitor the latest situation. I will teach you how to make a spell so that I can understand your situation. By the way, send me that radio station. I want to see if it can know what I want to know."

When Hikigaya Hachiman thought of that scene, a smile appeared on his lips. He nodded without Uesugi Sumire seeing, and then immediately sent the message.

"Damn it... Is Tokyo going to be okay? It's always this kind of shit every day."

Uesugi Cheng looked at the message on his phone helplessly and decided to make a phone call to ask.

"What, you mean the late night radio station? I don't know... It's not Uesugi-kun. The Police History Compilation Office is usually very busy. We really can't handle ordinary criminal cases. But I have some impression of the thing you mentioned. At first, they also thought it was a supernatural phenomenon. Later they found out that the murderer recorded the victim's voice before death and played it repeatedly... It made it seem like a haunted place."

Inudo Ranko was lying on the sofa with her eyes rolled up. Fukai Jun beside her was no longer surprised. What he was more concerned about was... the new late-night radio station that Uesugi Cheng mentioned.

"We will make contact, don't worry, Uesugi-san, but no one knows what the situation is. If it comes to the point where an investigation is needed, we won't be able to get out of it."

Jun'ya Fuukai's words made Inudo Ranko, who was already feeling helpless, sigh again, wondering how could someone be so tired just for a job and a paycheck.

"Has the murderer been found?"

"No, the criminal department is already very busy... They can't possibly ask about the circumstances of the death. Plus, with the advent of this strange new radio station, many people are afraid to continue investigating. After all, not everyone can accept a tragic death."

"That's fine. I'm just asking. Don't count on me."

Uesugi Cheng first reminded them that he was not the savior of the police and he could not help them clean up the mess.

"Ying, come and help me. I need to set up some protective spells for the mansion..."

Uesugi Cheng yawned, got out of bed, shook his body and looked much more energetic.

"Oh, here it comes!"

Himegami Sakura put down the book and merged into the shadow of Uesugi Cheng. She found that not only had she become more adept at controlling the fog recently, but this enhancement had even begun to involve the operation of shadows.

"Well, what are you doing running out at this time?"

Uesugi Saki, who had changed into a kimono and turned into a gentle beauty, looked at her brother's back in confusion. Although she knew that her brother seemed to have encountered some extraordinary things, she had no idea what exactly had happened.

"Oh, just take a look around. Didn't you say that the house has been renovated? I'll just take a look around."

Uesugi Cheng laughed. What he said was not wrong. The last time he returned to this house, he either stayed in the room or went to the garden outside. He didn't take a close look at the renovated house.

The golden liquid flashed through Uesugi Cheng's hands. The power of the Final Ink was a bit too strong and might affect people who shouldn't be affected, so he had to dilute it before using it, and also combine it with other materials.

"If I had known earlier, I should have finished reading the last book and the book of [Ink of Revelation] first. In this case, it seems that [Perkin] will not be enough." Uesugi Cheng was a little helpless. The main reason was that he did not bring so many raw materials. Otherwise, it would not be impossible to make them on the spot. It was too energy-consuming to bring out something like the Final Ink from Silent Bookstore. He did not intend to do so until it was necessary.

"Forget it. Without Perkin, there are still Throat Blue and Noble Purple... Although I don't know what effect these things will have when added to the ritual."

380

Chapter 380 [Snow White's Story] and comics.

Of course, in the end, Uesugi Sumiya did not immediately use [Throat Blue] and [Gui Purple] as replacement materials. After all, he had never done such a thing before. Even if he wanted to do so, he had to find a place to conduct experiments first. Otherwise, it would cause trouble at home and the result would be counterproductive.

Uesugi Sumiko's body sitting on a chair in the garden looked very out of place in this December when it had already started snowing. If he had fallen on the side of the road, people would have suspected that he had fainted due to hypothermia.

"Sakura, how do you feel?"

Uesugi Cheng looked at Himegami Sakura who had already started to build a snowman and asked. He didn't expect that when the plan to install protective measures had to be shelved, Himegami Sakura would find other things to entertain herself.

"Well, sir, do you think this looks good? It's still a little less round, isn't it?"

Himegami Sakura touched the snowman's head in distress. Indeed, according to Uesugi Cheng, the snowman looked more like two cylindrical stone pillars piled together. Uesugi Cheng didn't know how Himegami Sakura did it.

Being able to build a snowman into this shape is also a very amazing talent.

"It's also a very interesting snowman. After all, it would be meaningless if all the snowmen in the world looked the same."

Uesugi Cheng's soul returned to his body. After shaking off the snow, he took off the cold-proof measures he had prepared in advance, put on gloves, and picked up the white snow on the ground. It had been snowing lightly since last night and the momentum had increased by more and more in the morning. Today's snow was enough for Uesugi Cheng to start making a snowman.

"Actually, snow is also a very wonderful thing. Want to hear it? I have a story."

Uesugi Sumire coughed, attracting Himegami Sakura's attention. She stood behind the snowman she was going to redesign and looked at Uesugi Sumire curiously, just like a shy little girl.

"This is a story about cold winds, sorrow and the harshness of winter."

Uesugi Cheng smiled and said, "That's the story of Snow White."

[Snow White's Story Lv.2]: About the cold wind, sorrow and severe winter. (March 3)

This great technique, which is actually of little use in actual application and combat, has been given another use in the hands of Uesugi Cheng: as material for telling stories to children.

Of course, it was not only Himegami Sakura who was attracted by Uesugi Sumiya's story. When Uesugi Sumiya was sitting on a chair and telling a story, a pair of lovely eyes were silently watching him, and it was unclear whether they were looking at him as a person or listening to what he was saying.

"Oh, there's actually another little guy here... Hello, where are you from?"

When Uesugi Cheng's gaze moved over, the cute girl turned around and ran away in fear. She didn't know why she was running.

"Sir, do you want to keep her here?"

"No need, no need. Just listening to a story... It's not a big deal. Besides, most of them are children of relatives or servants living here. After all, those who can live here are old employees."

Uesugi Cheng shook his head. He was surprised that someone was listening to his story.

"It's snowing hard, and it looks like it's time for dinner, so let's go back."

Uesugi Cheng pasted a piece of talisman paper on the forehead of the snowman he made. With the snowman as the dividing line, an invisible wall slowly rose up, blocking the invisible objects from the outside.

"Tonight's meal is quite sumptuous, but I'd rather not eat there. Just send it to my room."

Uesugi Sumika gave the instructions as usual. He and Uesugi Shinichi were basically tired of each other. What's more, if the two of them were forced to sit together and then parted unhappily, it would even be... Well, Uesugi Sumika has been cultivating himself for a long time now, and basically he won't do anything.

It would be better to let them eat separately so that everyone doesn’t waste their good mood.

"I'll prepare two more dishes of your choice later. If dinner goes well, I, your eldest brother, will stop using the term 'in name only' and officially accept responsibility for the Uesugi family."

Uesugi Nobuyuki nodded. This afternoon's conversation was not only about reaching an agreement with his father, but also about discussing how to smoothly and safely transition this link. After all, Uesugi Nobuyuki was still too young. Even though he had achieved remarkable results, in front of some old guys, only people who were old enough could sit in that position.

"Don't worry, no one will object..."

After all, Uesugi Sumiya had visited those who might object individually, and reached the same opinion with them on this matter. They fully agreed with Uesugi Nobuyuki becoming the head of the family, and there would not be any objections or voices.

Of course, the process of this chat may not be to the liking of Uesugi Shin, but Uesugi Cheng thinks it is fine this way. After all, persuasion is persuasion, so it is better to use this simple and quick way to let Uesugi Shin, who has been busy for half a year, finally relax a little.

"Well, in that case, I'd better draw comics... It would be nice to contact the editor to see what the feedback is on this issue of comics."

Uesugi Cheng finally remembered one of his part-time jobs.

Then, at this wonderful moment, I called my editor.

"Hello, teacher? Is there anything I can help you with? Or is there anything we can do?"

The editor sounded a little surprised, because Uesugi Cheng had hardly contacted him except for submitting the manuscript on time every month, and even some of the revisions were done through emails. The editor swallowed his saliva subconsciously when he was asked to contact him by such a person, and sat in the office ready to call the editor-in-chief for help at any time.

"Oh, nothing much, just asking for feedback on the comics. After all, it seems like I haven't asked before."

Uesugi Cheng's editor coughed and was silent for a few seconds. He thought that Uesugi Cheng really didn't care about the readers' opinions. Although his readers didn't seem to have any opinions, they just wanted to read a few more pages of content, and even hoped that he could switch from a monthly to a biweekly or even a weekly magazine, so that they could enjoy reading.

"Actually, they don't have any objections. They hope you can draw more grand scenes... Ignore such opinions and just follow your pace."

The editor said this sincerely. Normally, he would suggest changes to the storyboards drawn by the author. After all, this is his responsibility as an editor. However, he could not say a word in front of Uesugi Sumiya. The shocking pictures in Uesugi Sumiya's storyboards made him unable to utter words like "change" and "redraw". At most, he said vaguely that he hoped he could make adjustments.

"There should be a big event, but not so soon. Speaking of which...what was that event you mentioned last time?"

381

Chapter 381 If it’s a winter night.

"Ah, the writers' New Year party!! Teacher, are you coming? If you are, we can add you to the list temporarily."

The editor suddenly became excited. After all, Uesugi Sumiya was a real big shot. In fact, their company was the one that had a big shot. Uesugi Sumiya was the second-generation eldest son whose family members held important positions in Sony.

"No, not this... I've already gone home, and I probably won't come out to attend this party. I remember it was that... New Year's greetings picture? The event you told me about last time, are you still looking for pictures?"

When the editor heard this, he took several deep breaths to suppress his excitement and carefully considered his words. Then he looked up and saw the eyes behind the editor-in-chief's black-framed glasses, which almost had "promise him!!!" engraved on the pupils. The expression seemed to mean that if he said one wrong word today, he would pack up and leave tonight.

"If you need it, you are very welcome... When can you submit the drawing? What will it look like? Can you draw a large one?"

The editor's forehead was already covered in sweat, and he felt like he was about to bite his tongue. After all, they had seen the power of Uesugi Cheng's large page spreads. The previous issue of the monthly large page spread even had a considerable amount of traffic on a mysterious software called Twitter, and it was said that it had even spread to the country on the other side of the ocean.

Although Uesugi Cheng has not told them his Twitter account until now, and has not even helped with any promotion.

"If you want to hand in the drawings, it will be done in two days... What kind of drawings do you want?"

Uesugi Cheng couldn't help but laugh when he heard the nervous tone from the other party, but after all, it was his turn to submit the manuscript, so he still had to listen to the client's opinion.

"Um... something with a New Year's atmosphere would be fine. If that doesn't work, just follow your style, teacher."

The editor thought about the images that Uesugi Cheng had given when he submitted his manuscripts in the previous issues. Whether it was the first appearance of the human bear or the hunter, or the first appearance of the Iron Saint statue, there was a feeling of being immersed in the scene. However, that kind of horror feeling was indeed not suitable for the New Year's atmosphere, but they were reluctant to give up this opportunity.

"I see. It's the New Year atmosphere. I've never drawn something like this before... I'll show you the first version tomorrow."

Uesugi Cheng yawned and said something that sounded a bit unbelievable to the editor-in-chief and the editor. After all, if other authors said that they could produce a first edition in one day, unless it was a simple line drawing without color, they would regard it as a dream. But Uesugi Cheng would definitely not give them such a thing.

"I... I see. By the way, do you have a Twitter account? Can I use your Twitter account for promotion? Or can I open an account as an author?"

"Open an author account, right? I'll send you the account later, but I probably won't post anything substantial on it. At most, I'll just forward and retweet it."

“No problem, no problem!!!”

The editor's excitement is beyond words. It has to be said that Uesugi Mami's comics are actually quite popular. After all, the unique style and plot, coupled with the shocking pictures, have earned the editors acclaim for being eager to see the full-color version even though it has only been serialized for two months.

Uesugi Cheng hung up the phone and began to conceive the New Year's greeting picture. This was indeed the first time he received such a commission.

"Then we need to change the color scheme. I'll think about it tonight... Now that things have come to this, let's eat first."

Uesugi Cheng put down his paintbrush and put away all the paints. He actually painted directly on the digital tablet. After all, if he had to hand it in tomorrow, he could only use the electronic version.

The food is placed on the cabinet at the door. The heat and aroma it emits can instantly whet one's appetite.