Cartoonists and their assistants

"Speaking of which, didn't Bibi once say that the author of Meruru was her nemesis?"

While Eriri was happy, something came to mind.

"Are you trying to find out more about the situation through Bibi?"

Mizuki Machi immediately guessed what she was thinking.

"That's right. Even the team that created Meruru, I'm a little worried. After all, the two have very different styles."

"Hmm... that makes sense."

So Eriri called Kanata Kurusu directly and got that person's information.

"I see, so she's the scriptwriter named Aoi Makina?"

"I acknowledge her talent, but..."

"But what?"

“We just chatted for a while yesterday, and it seems like something's not right with her.”

"shit!"

The girl's expression turned ugly after she hung up the phone.

Her fears came true!

"Makoto, this can't go on, can it? If the script has a problem, it would be too fatal for the story."

"What's the rush? They haven't even started writing the script yet. When they show us the script, we can naturally correct the problems. If they can't fix it, we can just change the scriptwriter."

Mizuki Machi said calmly.

"Hey, can we give our feedback?"

"Isn't it possible?"

The two looked at each other.

"Have you forgotten how the phrase 'miserably adapted into an anime' came about?"

"Shouldn't Yuriko Tsukishita have some say in this?"

The boy sounded somewhat guilty.

"At the very least, they should have informed Ms. Minano."

"That's true, especially if it's Ms. Minano who's in charge..."

The girl breathed a sigh of relief.

After experiencing several emotional ups and downs, Eriri finally accepted the current situation.

......

It's the weekend again.

10 month 12 day.

"Another boring day has begun..."

After repeatedly postponing her phone alarm, Aoi Makina finally crawled out of her warm bed.

Feeling listless lately, she picked up her phone and played her favorite mobile game.

However, not long after, she logged off the desktop again.

There aren't any good games to play lately.

At this moment, she checked her phone again and found that her nemesis had posted another message about buying the latest issue of GANGAN.

"Oh right, there's also the latest chapter of 'Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day.' I'm pretty bored, so I'll take a look... I don't think I'm averse to this kind of work anymore."

Aoi Makina gave a bitter smile.

She needs to distract herself by working hard right now.

So let's start with this project to adapt "Anohana" into an anime!

"Since we'll have to communicate with them sooner or later anyway, why not pay them a visit next week? I want to see what kind of author Bibi likes so much, hehe..."

Suddenly, a thought crossed her mind, and a smile appeared on her face, temporarily putting aside her negative emotions.

Episode 12 of '99 and the girl's charm

The serialized story of "Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day" has reached its 12th chapter.

The initial memory comes from Menma's younger brother.

"I'm a super peace buster! I'm here to protect everyone's peace!"

At that time, his sister's innocent smile was still etched in his heart.

"I'll go and see."

After the fireworks were finished, Xiao Cong, the younger brother, found his mother and said something that surprised her.

His mother grabbed his shoulders in a panic, demanding to know why.

Xiao Cong simply asked about his height, explaining the promise his sister and her friends had made. His mother's eyes instantly welled up with tears. At that moment, his father offered her a handkerchief to comfort her, and his mother finally broke down in tears...

Then, with everyone's concerted efforts, the preparations for the rocket fireworks were gradually completed.

The way people address each other has returned to the nicknames they used in childhood.

As the atmosphere grew more and more pleasant, Jinta felt an even stronger sense of longing.

It's not too late to stop it now...

Amidst this dilemma, fireworks suddenly soared into the sky, bursting into bloom with a roar, witnessed by friends and watched by Menma's family!

Menma's mother finally felt relieved at this moment and decided to face reality.

But even after all that was done, Menma still hadn't disappeared.

That's not my wish.

Right after I got home.

Menma finally remembered her promise to Jinta's mother, the real wish that had already been fulfilled...

At the very bottom of this page is this preview.

We still don't know the name of the flower we saw that day. —End of November issue.

......

The conflict in this episode isn't as intense as in the previous one. The main focus is on the emotional changes among the friends, the shift in the Menma family's perspectives, and Jinta's reluctance to part ways.

Therefore, readers are still focused on the final unresolved questions, Menma's true wish, and the preview of the final chapter.

"Everyone started calling each other by nicknames again, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. They've really let go of the past."

"Menma's mother has finally come to terms with Menma's passing... The only regret is that Menma's family didn't know that Menma had become a ghost, but that's a good thing, just like Menma herself said, it would only cause her family more pain."

"As expected, Jinta is the one who is the most heartbroken. He is reluctant to let go, but he has no choice but to let go."

"What a pity. We thought that Tsukishita-sensei would take our advice and not let Menma become a Buddha, but it seems that it's still unavoidable..."

"What are people thinking at the moment the fireworks go up into the sky?"

"Is it going to end next season already?! Damn it, there's never enough to watch!"

"There are only a little over three volumes in total! Is Tsukishita Yuriko-sensei really willing to end it so soon?"

"Why not draw a little more? Doesn't the editorial department have any objections? This is a cash cow!"

"Alright, alright, let's just leave it at that. It's good that the story ends here, so it doesn't become too long and tedious, and the style of the story doesn't change too much!"

Hopefully, we can have an ending that will satisfy everyone!

The duo noticed the readers' exclamations about the upcoming final volume.

"I'm also very reluctant to let it go. I wanted to draw more, but the original work has reached its limit. There's nothing I can do but leave it at that."

Eriri sighed deeply.

"Eriri, do you mean I can't satisfy you?"

Mizuki Machi gave an "oh" with a somewhat disdainful expression.

The girl blushed slightly, pretending not to understand the flirtatious tone of her words.

"That's how it is. You're the original author, so you're in charge of controlling how much content there is."

"Really? You really like long-running comics? Okay, for our next project, let's draw a comic that will run for decades, and it has to be a weekly series. That should definitely satisfy you."

"Isn't that a bit too much to ask for...?"

Eriri mentally scoffed, imagining the scene of her hunched over her desk day and night, sleeping only four or five hours a day, constantly drawing, turning into a haggard old woman from staying up all night, and developing a host of occupational diseases.

"Let's forget about it then! Zhenzhi, I feel the current pace of the monthly magazine is just right! Shorter stories are better, otherwise everyone will get tired of them!"

Under this immense, invisible pressure, she was forced to adjust her attitude.

"So you've finally admitted your mistake?"

Guan Yue Zhenzhi sighed.

"Um......"

The girl with pigtails pouted and turned her head away.

"To be honest, I've tried my best to take care of you. Just like with 'Anohana,' I chose the story so that you could get used to the pace of professional manga before deciding on your future path."

"Choose...choose from your past life memories? Still so cringeworthy."

"Yes, do you like it?"

"I like... uh, don't get me wrong, I'm talking about the story of 'Anohana'!"

She blurted it out unconsciously, then immediately blushed with embarrassment.

"whispering sound."

The boy pursed his lips.

I didn't say anything, and you just stood there acting all high and mighty?

"Anyway..."

The girl's eyes darted around, blinking rapidly. She clutched her skirt, performing all the necessary shy gestures before finally letting out a soft, adorable voice:

"Thank you."

"Without true knowledge, I alone simply couldn't have achieved this level of accomplishment..."

"Your contribution to Yuriko Tsukishita's debut is indeed a little bit greater than mine, just a little bit, hmm."

After waiting a few seconds, I didn't hear any response from my childhood sweetheart.

She looked up and met the boy's ambiguous smile.

"Hehe, does Eriri really think so?"

"Of course...it's true."

"That's so touching! I didn't know Eriri could be like that too?"

"what do you mean!?"

"No, I just didn't expect that an extremely tsundere character like Eriri would occasionally have a 'cute' side... Is it precisely because it's rare that it's all the more precious?"

Listening to someone's feigned self-talk behind her, the girl's lips twitched, and then she retorted fiercely.

"Don't just apply the attributes of anime characters to real life, you idiot!"

......

sunset.

"Alright, that's all for today's work. Everyone, go home and get some rest."

"Those who play games all day have no right to say such things."