A comic book, but a librarian

A girl with short black hair sat leisurely opposite her with her hands on the table. Her beautiful face actually looked somewhat like Uesugi Sumika. At first sight, Yotsuya Miko even thought that she was Uesugi Sumika's sister.

She had seen Uesugi Saki, the elder sister of Uesugi Sumire, but that decisive older sister not only had long hair, but also wore glasses. She was completely different from the girl in front of her with short hair that reached her neck. She was wearing the school uniform of Unified High School and looked like a female version of Uesugi Saki.

"No!! You are not a human!! Who are you?!"

Yotsuya Miko subconsciously opened her eyes and looked carefully at the 'Uesugi Sumire'. The phantom that was like a mirage made her eyes widen. Obviously, there was a beautiful woman sitting in front of her, but in the field of vision of her spiritual vision, there was no shadow at all, just like a layer of phantom.

She subconsciously waved her hands and started to use the exorcism spell. After seeing so many evil spirits and the dead, her first reaction was no longer to run away or be unable to move because of fear. She had to buy herself some time. Uesugi Cheng did not leave the school. As long as she had a little more time, this ghost guy would...

However, the spell was completely broken down. She hadn't even made a move yet, but it was completely countered. She looked at her hands in a daze, then at the beautiful girl in front of her who seemed to be about the same age as her.

"It's really me, I just changed my body. But those eyes are really powerful. They can actually tell at a glance that I'm not the real me."

'Uesugi Sumire' smiled and stretched, then pushed Yotsuya Miko back into her seat, and continued to speak in order to reassure her.

"If you don't believe me, remember the big guy with good intentions but bad results we met when we first set out on a long journey? You were very surprised when I told him to take us to the mountain god quickly."

Yotsuya Miko was stunned. Indeed, only the two of them knew about this matter. The way to go to the mountain god to save the sisters was to let Lord Yami take them there. This matter was a trivial detail and no one would know it except the two people who experienced it.

"Wait wait wait, Ah Cheng, what's going on?! Why can't I see you?"

'Uesugi Sumire' finally couldn't help laughing, and happily put his hands on Yotsuya Miko's shoulders. Yotsuya Miko could even feel the warm touch on the back of her head, which was almost the same feeling as that of a normal person.

"So, those eyes are really powerful. Even though the power and materials I used were so powerful that ordinary methods could not detect any difference, Jianzi still saw it at a glance. I am Uesugi Cheng, but I just appeared in front of you in a fake body of a different gender."

As Yotsuya Miko was digesting the excessive amount of information, she no longer knew whether the world was too crazy or she was too conservative. After not seeing Uesugi Sumire for dozens of minutes, he even changed his gender and appeared in front of her.

"Okay, don't look at me like that. This is just a bubble-like illusion. It's just a little more real. After all, it's not convenient for me to come here in person right now, so I can only teach you this way."

"Eh? Teach me?"

Yotsuya Miko had just come to her senses, but was shocked again.

"Yes, you don't think that the things you have in your hands are some profound knowledge in the field of Silence, right? Those are just the introductory knowledge. What I am going to teach you now is something that can be put to use."

Uesugi Sumire finally chose a piece of knowledge that was not so difficult for Yotsuya Miko to learn.

[Secret of Plague]: "Severe plague cannot be cured, only contained; the worst plague can only be prayed for... and improper prayers will lead to death."

This great art is not only used against plague and poison. When necessary, it can also become a technique to create plague and poison. Everything depends on how the user utilizes its power.

"Oh, really? Can I really learn this kind of thing? It seems like this is something that only the super talented college students and doctors at medical universities can learn and use."

Of course, Yotsuya Miko had never thought about what this knowledge could be used for, or she didn't want to think about these things. After all, this didn't seem like something that an ordinary high school girl like her could learn, so it seemed unnecessary to consider its use.

"No, you can definitely learn it. After all, you are a very special genius... You are no less capable than those college students who are close to the medical department. You should be more confident."

Uesugi Sumire smiled, and it must be said that such a smile from a woman really made Yotsuya Miko feel a different kind of security. She suddenly felt that the difficulties ahead were not so scary after all.

"Well, I'm going to start teaching now, so please listen carefully."

Even though Uesugi Sumiko said that the current 'she' is a bubble-like shadow, Yotsuya Miko still doesn't think that the shadow can pick up a pen and write and draw on the whiteboard.

……

"I hate to say this... but to be honest, Kawasaki-san needs more training."

Facing the breathless Saki Kawasaki, Uesugi Sumire just gave such an evaluation, which naturally earned him a cold stare from Saki Kawasaki.

"Come on, not everyone is as good as you. Besides, using this technique is really..."

She took off the protective gear on her head and wiped off the sweat. The only purpose of these protective gear was to show her the uniqueness of Uesugi Cheng's skills, the terrifying agility of his skills in bypassing protection to carry out precise strikes and assassinations.

"The next step is to teach you these things. By the way, I have brought some medicine for injuries, so don't be too restrained. It is not only effective in treating injuries, but also in relieving pain."

The medicine that Uesugi Sumiya was worth was the same one that he had used on Kaji Akino not long ago, and the formula was only kept in the Silent Bookstore.

[Regensburg Pain Relief Ointment]: A priceless herbal preparation introduced to the Silence House after Dr. Nathan was exiled from Regensburg. (2 Hearts 2 Honey)

"And when you learn more, you'll have to learn to do this kind of thing yourself."

"So now... I can only learn how to take beatings, right?"

Looking at Uesugi Sumire's head shaking up and down, Kawasaki Saki showed an unhappy smile, but immediately continued to study.

262

Chapter 262: Dinner and the Hunter's Story.

"Huha, after a high-intensity workout, this is exactly what you need to eat to feel better."

Saki Kawasaki shouted happily like an old man. They were now sitting in an old ramen restaurant. The slightly greasy tables from years of use and the aroma wafting from them proved the strength of this noodle restaurant. At least Saki Kawasaki, who had just been beaten up and was trying hard to get back on track, was already a little impatient.

With a whole bowl of ramen, super thick soup and a mountain of toppings, Saki Kawasaki couldn't wait to start enjoying her dinner.

"Remember to apply the ointment after you take a shower tonight. Otherwise, you won't even be able to get up tomorrow. You won't even be able to turn over."

Uesugi Cheng slowly broke open the disposable chopsticks, then took a sip of the soup. After making sure that the taste was indeed distinct enough for his taste buds, he began to enjoy the pure happiness brought by the food.

"Ah, I don't feel anything now, it's just a few hits on some places. That kind of ointment must be precious, after all, Akino was in so much pain at the beginning that she couldn't calm down, but she fell asleep soon after applying the ointment."

Saki Kawasaki sucked the noodles into her mouth and used chopsticks to accurately scoop up the ingredients she wanted to eat from the soup, but she just stirred it in the soup.

"No, that kind of thing is not as valuable as a healthy body, and it's not difficult to make. What's more, I need an assistant who can help me at any time. If you lose your ability to move because of such a small matter, it would be putting the cart before the horse."

Uesugi Cheng narrowed his eyes, as if he was enjoying the cheers of his taste buds. He had long felt that this might be the true meaning of life. After all, as the Immortal of the Lamp, he could not taste such delicious flavors. Spirits could not taste the deliciousness of flavors at all, even if they were possessed by other people.

"That's it... Thank you very much for the money for this meal."

Saki Kawasaki was just about to take out her cell phone and wallet to pay when she saw the shop owner walk out of the kitchen very familiarly, light a cigarette, and then take the bills handed to her by Uesugi Sumire.

"The young man actually brought his classmate here this time, and she's a beautiful lady."

The shop owner lit a cigarette very familiarly, took the money and sat down at a distance from them so that the smell of smoke would not disturb the guests from enjoying their dinner.

"Great...beautiful lady..."

Saki Kawasaki lowered her head as if she regarded noodles as her biggest enemy in her life. It was not the first time that someone told her that her noodles were pretty or something, but it was not the shop owner who made her react like this, but Uesugi Sumiya's words.

"Yes, she is a great beauty. Next time she comes to order food from your store, remember to give her a discount. Who knows, she might even bring some popularity to your store."

Uesugi Sumiko responded very naturally that Kawasaki Saki was indeed a rare beauty. She could be described as heroic, or virtuous and lovely. At least the Saki in front of him, who thought that she could cover up the fact that her face was blushing as long as she tried hard to eat noodles, was indeed very cute.

"Hahaha, to be honest, I don't really care about making a lot of money when I open a shop now. After all, the shop is my own land. As long as I can make ends meet, that's enough."

Hearing this, Saki Kawasaki was filled with respect. She had originally thought that the store manager was someone who made a living in Tokyo, but she didn't expect that he was actually a distinguished local who owned land.

"Then manager, please remember to call me before you close the shop. I will definitely come over for one last meal. I quite like the taste of your food."

Uesugi Sumiko wiped his mouth. Kawasaki Saki was a little surprised. Uesugi Sumiko's movements didn't seem that fast, but he was a little faster than her who ate voraciously without any regard for her image.

"Ha, of course you are a long-time customer. I even remember the taste of your food very clearly."

The store manager put out his cigarette, smiled pleasantly, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"That's good...that's good."

Saki Kawasaki was stunned for a moment. She always felt that Uesugi Sumika's mood was a little strange, as if the person in front of her was not a high school student of the same age as her, but an old man who could only rely on memories to reminisce about the things he liked.

But that feeling only lasted for a moment. She heard the sound of someone lifting the curtain outside the store. A new customer came in. The boss immediately returned to the kitchen and greeted the customer in a warm voice. Uesugi Sumiya picked up his phone and looked at something. He turned back into the usual strange high school boy.

"Get ready to go home. It's getting late now and I have to go to school tomorrow."

Uesugi Sumire put away his phone, stood up, greeted the store owner, put on his bag, and turned to look at Kawasaki Saki.

"Hey, wait...it's already this late, we really can't put it off any longer, see you tomorrow...No, are you really going to come to school tomorrow?"

Saki Kawasaki looked at Uesugi Sumire speechlessly. She didn't know how many times she hadn't seen him sitting in her seat during school.

"Of course. I won't skip school unless it's necessary."

Uesugi Sumire smiled, left with these words which seemed to be the same as if he hadn't said anything, and left. Kawasaki Saki just sighed, drank the last mouthful of soup, stretched her body, and left the ramen restaurant as well. The moon was already hanging in the sky, and the bright moonlight shining on her face brought a different kind of chill.

"Preservation technique, what a strange name, but if it can really protect everyone... Never mind, I do seem to be starting to ache, I better go home and take a shower."

Saki Kawasaki stretched and walked in the direction indicated by the moonlight.

……

"Hey, sir, are you going to start painting again today?"

Himegami Sakura looked at Uesugi Sumire and the paint cans at his feet with great curiosity. This time, Uesugi Sumire did not use those special paints. At his feet were ordinary paints bought from the store.

"Ah, I have nothing to do and I don't feel like reading for the time being, so I'll just draw something to change my mood."

However, Uesugi Sumiko didn't even use the paints. He just picked up a pencil and started drawing on the drawing board.

Big mountains, dark forests, heavy snow, and... a small village that was completely closed in the winter. Himegami Sakura unknowingly moved a small stool over quietly and looked at the pictures on each piece of paper carefully.

"This is a hunter's story. I don't remember where I heard it from."

As Uesugi Cheng said this, the picture he drew with his pen had a strange magic.

263

Chapter 263: Secret History and Comics.

It was a winter that made people feel as if the whole world was about to be buried under heavy snow, and the biting cold could not be completely dispelled even by a fire or a kang.

In the village trapped in the mountains by heavy snow, almost everyone stayed indoors, intending to rely on the food stored in advance to survive the most terrifying days. Only one person was walking in the knee-deep snow carrying two bottles of liquor, seemingly heading out of the village.

Himegami Sakura's non-existent heart began to tense up. Even though it was a black and white painting, Uesugi Cheng's painting skills still made her, a doll that shouldn't have felt the cold at all, understand what the so-called "severe cold" felt like.

The middle-aged man carrying the wine was wearing thick clothes, but his face was still pale. Even the thick clothes could not prevent the severe cold from torturing him.

Finally, he arrived at his destination, a thatched hut at the outermost part of the village. The hut was very dilapidated and even looked like it would fall apart at any time in the heavy snow, but no one had ever seen it fall down.

"come in."

This is the first line that appears in all the scenes. The man goes in carrying the wine.

There were still traces of campfire on the floor of the thatched house, as well as a simple chess game made of chess pieces made from bones, indicating that the owner of the house was no ordinary person.

"I told you, that beast has become a spirit. It's not that easy to kill it."

"If I don't kill it, how can I avenge my eldest son's blood feud!!"

The man's eyes were bloodshot as he stared viciously at the person sitting in the corner of the room.

The old man with scars all over his face and eyes as sharp as knives.

"I told you, it's not that simple... killing the 'man-bear'."

"So...so awesome."

Himegami Sakura admired sincerely. If the things that Uesugi Cheng drew before only made her feel impressive, this time Uesugi Cheng's painting made her want to know what would happen next.

……

"Submitting an artwork, how should I put it? I have to say... I am impressed. Just the painting skills alone are enough to impress me."

The editor in front of him was holding Uesugi Sumire's storyboard. After seeing the close-up shot of the hunter sitting at the back of the room by Uesugi Sumire at the end, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva. The feeling of being stared at by the hunter, which made one's back feel cold, was actually transmitted from the painting to reality. Endo Hirano, who had been a comic screenwriter for so long, had never encountered such a thing.

And this horrifying painting was created by the boy in front of him who had not even finished high school. He finally understood why the editor had that look in his eyes when he instructed him to receive the boy.

“The storyboards are a little immature, and the narrative and dialogue are a little lacking, but that’s okay… If they can maintain this style and quality, even Jump might be outdone.”

Of course, Uesugi Cheng was not stupid enough to submit his first draft to Weekly Jump. It was absolutely unacceptable for someone like Uesugi Cheng to rush to finish his manuscript every week, so he chose a monthly magazine with more flexible schedule, and a comic that focused on suspense and horror.

"Young man, you really want to submit your work to us, right? To be honest, our resources are not as good as those of the real big magazines. I can only try my best to help you get the best resources."

Endo's tone became urgent. He didn't want to let the young man go, but for better cooperation, he had to explain these things. Cheating would only bring hidden dangers to future cooperation.

"At least I will finish this story here. Even though it sounds arrogant, I hope I can finish it here."

Uesugi Cheng smiled, and it seemed that he was the one who was at ease. The editor opposite nodded seriously, and it seemed that their mediocre and niche comic magazine had really found a treasure this time.

"By the way, can you tell me what this story is about? From what I've seen so far, it seems to be just about hunting, right?"

"Oh, it's probably a story about an old hunter who is blind in one eye but has encountered gods in the mountains, and he hunts a beast that has transformed into a 'monster'."

Uesugi Cheng casually said that of course the characters here all have prototypes, but it is difficult to tell them. After all, most of them don't understand what profound words like "opposing double blades" and "eternal strife" are. So Uesugi Cheng chose to crush these secret histories and stuff them into the stories he heard from his elders at home when he was a college student for secondary creation.

"Then please leave your contact information. The first draft will be left with us first, and then if possible, we will continue to discuss various matters later. If necessary, you can also hire a lawyer to entrust you with the next matters."

Editor Endo said these words with great professional ethics, even though most of the contributors were so excited when they heard that their submissions were approved that they didn't care about anything else.

"Okay, I'll contact you later."

Uesugi Sumiko smiled, nodded and left the building. He did not draw this story on a whim. On the one hand, he wanted to see how much progress he had made. On the other hand, the little suicidal spirit in his heart seemed to be burning again.

After all, the White Sun Forge was his direct superior, and he had a dark history, so it was not too much to be beaten up, but the old Colonel probably didn't have time to care about him, a worker who was no longer in the Noon World and the Mansu World. It was also very reasonable to occasionally publicize the Colonel's dark history as a small revenge for being forced to work overtime during the No Ying Empire.

Uesugi Sumiko arrived at the familiar commercial street very smoothly and found the very familiar bookstore. He first selected a few past issues of Weekly Jump, then bought a few books related to painting, and finally some single volumes that he wanted to read.