"Mr. Yamano, what's wrong with you...?"

Akabane was a bit annoyed. He was just too lazy to deal with too many people, so he made the conditions clear at the beginning, but still so many people came.

Yamano Izumi looked behind him with some difficulty, then pointed to the person next to him and said, "They are usually in charge of printing in the factory. He is the person in charge, named Noda Ichiro."

"Hello Mr. Kurama, I... I am very grateful that you have given us this opportunity. We cannot decide between your two options. Could you please compromise?"

Noda Ichiro was somewhat anxious and cautious.

He had clearly read the comics, knew what they depicted, and was even more aware of their value; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so excited. The workers behind him should have understood as well.

Great, this clarifies things once and for all, so there'll be less entanglement later.

Akabane thought secretly in his heart.

As for Noda Ichiro and the others' intentions, Akabane understood perfectly: they wanted both a salary and a share of the profits, which was simple...

"In that case, I can only offer half a percentage, along with a partial salary. We can discuss the specific figures later."

"That's wonderful, thank you for your generosity."

Noda Ichiro repeatedly bowed in gratitude, his expression one of deep emotion.

At the same time, the crowd immediately erupted into a cacophony of noise.

"Great, we actually have business to do."

"I don't know how much I can earn, but it's better than nothing..."

"Thank you, Mr. Kurama! Thank you, Mr. Kurama!"

Although Akabane was very young, no one dared to underestimate him; they all addressed him as "Master" with great respect.

Because his surname is Kurama, because he drew such a comic, and because his words revealed many extraordinary qualities, and because he also showed great respect for ordinary people like them.

Akabane was satisfied, but also somewhat surprised.

Judging from these people's reactions, his comics orders are quite large, which shows that the printing industry in this world is not very profitable.

There’s a lot to be done!

Chapter 22 Jiraiya's Talent Tree

On the way back, Tsunade was silent and sullen.

Akabane walked slowly ahead, and after a long time, seeing that she hadn't overtaken him, he couldn't help but turn around and take a look.

"Why that expression? Are you stunned by my dashing appearance?"

"Pah, shameless."

Tsunade cursed, then sighed softly.

Akabane's demeanor in the factory was strikingly similar to that of the deceased Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju.

She was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Akaba, do you want to be Hokage?"

"Hokage? Only a fool would become Hokage. It's so tiring and there are no benefits. My dream is that one day there will be no more wars in the ninja world, and my manga will be a bestseller all over the world. I can lie at home and make money without having to do anything."

Akabane said without hesitation.

"Hahaha, as expected of Akabane, you really do say things like that."

The innocent and joyful laughter echoed through the woods.

Akabane pursed his lips.

At this time, Tsunade's younger brother had not yet been born, so her inner conflict wasn't as heavy, but it was always better to laugh it off.

Kids should smile more...

He sighed slightly and quickened his pace.

"Where should we go for fun after we get back?"

After Tsunade was in a good mood, she immediately started thinking about her itinerary.

"No, I'm not free these next couple of days. I need to draw some artwork for the opening in three days."

Akabane refused without hesitation.

When they left, the factory had already started printing comics. Once they returned and the comic shop was renovated, they could start working on the specifics of setting up the shop.

"What? You actually worked this hard?"

Tsunade was stunned when she heard this, and her expression showed that she simply did not believe that Akabane would work seriously.

"..."

Honestly, nobody believes me. How pathetic is that?

Akabane sighed helplessly.

A comic book store can't just have simple comics; it also needs various posters. I need to work a little harder these next couple of days.

In life, there are many times when we can't be happy as we please.

"If you stay silent, you must go back to bed and let my clone draw for you. If that doesn't work, I'll have to supervise you!"

Tsunade's eyes darted around, and she immediately spoke.

"Whatever you want, I really don't have time these next couple of days."

Akabane didn't care whether Tsunade supervised or not, because he genuinely had no intention of slacking off and was serious about getting things done.

We're going all out for the opening!

Back home, Akabane indeed took his tools and left to paint in the nearby woods.

If Tsunade hadn't been with him, he would never have gone into the woods.

After all, it's quite a distance from home to the forest, and walking there is too tiring... But Tsunade, to avoid Saki's strange gaze, didn't dare to step into the Kurama clan's territory at all.

Therefore, Akabane is very suspicious of why so many men in his previous life were so eager to find girlfriends. Isn't being single better?

In the grove, Akabane created a clone, and the real Akabane and the clone drew together.

He drew large poster illustrations, but not all of them were for Naruto. Akabane also drew large poster illustrations for other manga, such as One Piece and Bleach.

Tsunade initially supervised him, but later, when she discovered that Akabane was actually drawing, she left the forest and went to the grass outside to practice her physical skills.

Akabane spent the entire morning drawing.

However, drawing large images was too energy-consuming. By noon, when Saki came to deliver lunch, Akabane had only completed two images.

As for Tsunade, she disappeared before noon.

Akabane spent the afternoon quietly painting until evening when he saw a familiar figure.

Outside the Kurama clan's territory, Jiraiya sat on a roadside chair, looking extremely dejected and depressed.

"Jiraiya, what are you doing sitting here?"

Akabane asked, puzzled.

Upon hearing his voice, Jiraiya immediately looked up and exclaimed excitedly, "Akabane, you're finally back!"

"wait for me?"

Akabane carefully placed the tools and the finished poster on the chair, looking at him suspiciously.

Then he noticed that Jiraiya was holding two crumpled pieces of paper in his hand.

"I...I drew two pages, could you...can you take a look?"

Jiraiya was somewhat awkward and shy.

painting?

Akabane paused for a moment, then realized what was happening.

It seems that even I couldn't resist my creative spirit and started drawing comics.

As a future great writer, Jiraiya's ability to imagine is commendable, but comics require more than just imagination...

Akabane took a look and immediately felt his eyes were shocked—what is all this?

He took a deep breath and then slowly opened a corner of the book.

"How was it? Did I draw it well?"

Jiraiya asked nervously.

"Jiraiya, why don't you show it to Tsunade first?"

Akabane observed his hair for a moment, then said with certainty.

"yes……"

When Tsunade was mentioned, Jiraiya couldn't help but sigh with sorrow.

"You got beaten up, didn't you?"

"yes……"

"Jiraiya, I'm curious about what you've been through. You've created such an outstanding piece of art at such a young age."

Akabane didn't know how to comment.

In a sense, these two pages featuring Jiraiya can be considered the progenitor of Naruto-themed doujinshi, but the lines in the drawings are messy and lack any sense of depth...

Yes, her drawing skills are at a normal level for her age.

but!

Why is the content rated as censored?

"I also think my drawing is excellent. It must be that Tsunade, with her flat chest, doesn't know how to appreciate it!"

Upon hearing this, Jiraiya excitedly took back the two pages of drawings, stood up, and laughed loudly with a smug look on his face.

He was completely unaware that Akabane was actually being sarcastic.

"No, I'm a positive-energy cartoonist, this kind of..."

Akabane was about to say that he did not approve of this kind of comic, but when he looked up, he found that Jiraiya had already run more than ten steps away triumphantly.

This... well, one can only say, he truly deserves to be the man who wrote "Make-Out Paradise".

Akabane paused for a moment, then sighed and sat down to contemplate life.

Jiraiya was quite talented; with just a little guidance, he could develop in any direction, no matter what it was.

Fortunately, his ninjutsu was at least relatively normal...

"Wait, Jiraiya's ninjutsu isn't working properly either!"

Akabane paused for a few seconds.

The Naruto manga introduced Jiraiya to the "Sexy Technique" at a young age!

Well, even the ninjutsu went astray.

"Oh my god, what have I done!"

"I'm sorry, Lord Third Generation, your workload is going to increase again."

Akabane sighed, while silently praying for the three generations.

If Jiraiya's drawing skills can't be improved, that's fine. But if he studies drawing techniques and really reaches the level of the Japanese doujinshi world in his previous life, then the Third Hokage will have to pay attention to supplementing his nutrition.

It would be outrageous for the Hokage to fall ill due to physical exhaustion.

Thinking of this, he felt that the chances of changing Jiraiya through the Third Hokage were pitifully small, and he could only pray that Jiraiya would still enter Mount Myōboku as before.

Perhaps living with toads for a period of time could change his talent tree.

The question is, what if Jiraiya gets so engrossed in manga that he ignores the Toad Sage's so-called "child of prophecy"?

Why is Chapter 23 so punctual?

"Yes, this one is posted here..."

"Don't place the containers like that. They need to be symmetrical on both sides. Do you understand the beauty of symmetry?"

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