What does it have to do with me if they hate vests?

"Let me make it clear in advance that you can only be an ordinary maid and don't even think about staying overnight in my studio." Fuyuo Kishi added.

He was afraid that he would be too obvious and blatant and scare away Shiina Mashiro who had finally made up her mind.

Now they are only together during Nanami Aoyama's 'normal working hours', and they still have to live separately in private. This way, the relationship between the two will not have obvious cracks due to Shiina Mashiro's blunt behavior, but it will also allow Mashiro to fulfill her own awareness. This should be just right.

"Okay, I agree. No, I should say please hire me!"

Nanami Aoyama answered seriously.

But she still didn't think that Fuyuo Kishikyu knew the market situation of part-time jobs. She felt that since he was about the same age as her and didn't look like he had much money, his salary there would probably be very low - after all, unlike cartoonists, the salary of comic assistants has never been too high, probably about the same as that of the new artists in animation companies who were not even considered original artists.

The reason why Nanami Aoyama agreed was because she was worried about Mashiro Shiina. Although she could not continue to take care of her in life, at least she knew her situation, which was not bad.

As for the salary issue, the worst that can happen is that after get off work at the studio, I can continue to work at the place where I currently have night shifts to earn money.

"You must still be thinking about going somewhere else to continue your part-time job, right?" However, Fuyu Kishi's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the girl's thoughts.

Before she could even think of arguing, the sickly boy waved his hand in annoyance: "Let me make it clear that if I find out that you have other part-time jobs outside of being a maid, you will never see Mashiro again in your life."

"You guys, you really have evil intentions towards Mashiro!"

"I just hate people who don't keep their word."

Dongwei Kishi said calmly.

Nanami Aoyama wanted to say something, but suddenly realized that the other party seemed to be just talking nonsense to scare her: Even if Shiina Mashiro moved out of Sakurasou, she still had to continue studying at Toyonosaki, and she was in the same class with her, so it was impossible for her to never see her again in this life.

But even so, if he found out that I was doing other odd jobs, it would still cause some problems.

This made the girl feel a little distressed.

"By the way," at this time, Fuyuo Kishi took out his cell phone from his pocket, pressed the calculator program, and entered a string of numbers on it: "The salary for being my maid is about this much."

"Annual salary?" Nanami Aoyama looked at the string of zeros behind the number in a daze.

"Monthly salary." Dongwei Kishiu put away his phone and said calmly, "You can also get paid daily if you want."

"How do you have so much money?" Nanami Aoyama still found it hard to believe.

"Didn't I tell you? My comics will be available in all major bookstores. The first print run will be 30 copies. I'll get a commission, and there's also a buyout fee for the copyright and adaptation rights."

The sickly boy said casually, "And we are also opening up overseas sales channels. I estimate that the comics will be sold overseas in a few months. I don't care about your salary."

"……Thanks."

After a long silence, Aoyama Nanami spoke softly.

"What should you call me?" Dongwei Anjiu leaned aside and asked leisurely.

"...Boss?" the girl asked tentatively.

The boy's eyes became sharp, so sharp that Aoyama Nanami felt that those eyes were incompatible with his frail body.

"Gou Xiujin Sa Ma (Master)." So the girl could only bite the bullet and shout.

The young man's mouth corners curled up slightly, and a smile like the sun after the rain finally appeared on his gloomy face.

Chapter 145: Palm

The manga studio is certainly not Washimiya Ryo.

Although when Shiina Mashiro said she wanted to move out of Sakurasou, the system did pop up a prompt for her to become a tenant, Shiki did not intend to do so.

In that case, he would have to switch back and forth between the main body and Fuyuo Kishihisa at the Washimiya-ryo spring. Not to mention whether it would be tiring to switch back and forth like this, the fact that the possibility of being exposed would increase exponentially alone was enough to make Shiki completely give up the idea.

What's more, with Shiina Mashiro's ignorance and innocence, even if he regretted it later, it would not be that difficult to abduct her back to Washimiya Dormitory - this silly girl who has little guard against others, Shiki can easily trick her into a dozen positions.

Fortunately, her irresponsible cousin had some common sense and entrusted her to Nanami Aoyama, who was also a girl, strong, capable and caring, instead of the wild boy who looked like an Azashi but was actually extremely jealous...

As mentioned before, Four Seasons actually has properties all over the world, and there are various safe houses throughout Japan.

The house he chose as his comics studio this time was also near Toyonosaki, and was not too far from Washimiya-ryo, and could be reached in about 30 minutes on foot.

It was a small Japanese-style two-story building, which was originally used as a warehouse by Shiki, and was piled with a lot of messy things - his system inventory had limited space and had to be cleaned out from time to time, and the various gadgets obtained from the system mall could not be thrown away casually. If they were picked up by ordinary people in this world, it would be almost the same as the urban supernatural battle series that was rampant in the light novel industry more than ten years ago.

After all, not everyone can be like Nobita Nobi, who uses all of Fatty Blue's world-destroying gadgets to bully Fat Tiger and Suneo, and in the end, he will most likely suffer the consequences of his own actions.

Considering that asking a moving company for help might cause the secret props to be lost, Si Ji could only drive a very low-key export version of Wuling Hongguang and personally move all the things piled in that room to another unused room a little far away from here.

After finishing all this, he was exhausted and sweating, and suddenly realized: Wouldn’t it be easier and less labor-intensive if I just bought a new house nearby and used it as a comics studio?

"If I wasn't in Qiu Lingwenping's state, I still wouldn't be able to remember my money ability immediately when doing anything..."

The last four seasons can only be blamed on my own carelessness.

However, when he hung the doorplate with the words "Winter End" on the gatepost of the wall outside the cottage, Si Ji couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment.

But this is not the end.

The room has only been cleared of clutter and is still a bit dirty and needs a thorough cleaning; in addition, as a comics studio, it doesn't have anything it should have, and all of it needs to be replenished before Shiina Mashiro and the others move in.

But the problem is that although 'Fuyu Kishihisa' is very good at drawing, he has no idea what a professional cartoonist needs, or even more, what a cartoonist's studio should be like. After all, as long as you give him two pens, he can give you a copy of "Naruto (excluding Boruto)", and he doesn't need any of the auxiliary materials that a normal cartoonist needs.

Fortunately, 'Fuyu Kishihisa' is not a lone ranger like Natsume Makuryu, and he has people who can help him.

"So this is why you asked me out on the last day of the Golden Week?" The girl with blonde twin ponytails glanced at Dongwei Kishi who was not far away. Her voice was trembling, as if she was suppressing some emotion.

"Didn't you say you could help me?"

Dressed in a plain grey T-shirt and shorts, with a disposable apron tied around his body, and with his white hair tied up like a hat with a red headscarf that came from nowhere, Fuyuo Kishihisa raised the corner of his mouth and spoke softly.

"I'm talking about the comics!"

The blonde girl was holding a rag in her hand, with stains all over her green sportswear and even her face stained like a kitten by the dust, and she wanted to cry but had no tears: "Who would use their promise to call me to do the spring cleaning?"

Having said that, thanks to the efforts of the two, this not-so-big house has been almost cleaned.

During the whole process, Eriri had been secretly looking at Fuyuo Kishi - compared to the last time, he looked like he would die suddenly at any time, probably because he stayed up all night to revise the manuscript. Although he still looked weak this time and his skin was still as pale as a death, his spirit was much better than last time, which made the girl feel a little relieved.

"That's true. It's a waste to let Kashiwagi Eri-sensei clean the house," Fuyuo Kishihisa said happily and gently, "Please help me with the comics next."

"You're saying that after we're almost done cleaning..." the girl muttered softly, but she seemed very happy that she could help Fuyu Kishi with the comics.

After all, in Eriri's opinion, Fuyuo Kishihisa's attainments in comics had clearly surpassed hers long ago.

She would never forget the scene when the other party drew out the revised draft on the manuscript paper in one breath just because of a few words she said casually when they were in Wagunaria.

But dozens of minutes later, the girl regretted her willingness to believe the other party at that moment.

"Is this what you meant by needing help with the comics?" she asked Fuyuo Kishihisa rather dissatisfiedly.

At this moment, the two had just re-boarded the tram and were about to return to the comics studio. In their hands were several shopping bags filled with various comics supplies, ranging from drawing boards that could be connected to computers to lighting tables that were only used for paper drafts. As for basic things like erasers and gouache, they were naturally also included.

"And the big head actually wants a girl like me to carry it?"

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Kashiwagi." Fuyuo Kishige answered without any hesitation.

That frank attitude even made the girl wonder for a moment if she had wronged him.

Humph, when the comic studio is ready, I will definitely stay in there and use all your stuff to its full potential! The girl thought to herself.

"I'll treat you to dinner later. Before that, let's go meet my comic assistant." Fuyuo Kishihisa continued.

"Comic assistant?" Yinglili was stunned.

Wait, is there anyone else coming to this studio?

"Yes, she will live in the studio."

Dongwei Kishihisa smiled harmlessly: "We have to let her come over to get familiar with the place."

Poor Eriri, she was played around by Fuyuo Kishi.

Chapter 146 Comic Assistant

For some reason, Eriri couldn't help but think of that woman, Kasumigaoka Utaha, in her mind. She seemed to be mouthing the words "golden-haired loser" to her, which made Eriri's blood pressure soar.

"Then why don't you just let your assistant help you clean the house?" she asked Dongwei Kishi with a sneer.

"Of course it's because I trust you, Mr. Kashiwagi Eri, more than that assistant lady."

Fuyuo Kishihisa said with a pleasant smile.

Ying Lili's mood improved a little.

She thought about it carefully and felt that it made sense: the position of "comic assistant" was recruited by cartoonists themselves, or trained as apprentices from scratch, and almost all of them were found by the corresponding comic magazines to help cartoonists.

There are generally three types of people like this. The first is the young generation who dream of having their comics serialized and take this as their goal, and see their assistant career as an opportunity to keep working hard to learn;

The second type is the passionate young man mentioned above who, after being beaten by reality, realizes that he does not have the talent to be serialized, but at least has been honed by time to develop the corresponding drawing skills. He has also learned comics since he was a child and has no other skills to make money except drawing, so he becomes a comic assistant.

The third type is that their comics were cut short and entered a trough period. There were no more spots for serialization, and the popularity was not high enough to publish a single volume. They could only work as comic assistants to make a living and try to get through the trough period.

Except for the second type who may become professional comic assistants, the other two types will not stay with cartoonists for too long. Among the second type, those who draw quickly and well will generally not tie themselves to a cartoonist. They almost always work as mercenaries, working for cartoonists who are about to meet deadlines in exchange for higher pay.

All in all, they are all just strangers. In comparison, I, who once worked with Fuyu Kishihisa, and can even be considered a comrade-in-arms, am indeed much more trustworthy than them.

"Besides, my assistant looks quite weak. I'm afraid something might happen to her while she's cleaning the house."

Fuyuo Kishihisa continued.

After all, Mashiro Shiina really has no ability to take care of herself, let alone clean the room.

"She's physically weak, but that doesn't matter to me?!" Eriri was shocked.

"Of course it's different, Mr. Kashiwagi Eri. I always feel like you can survive even if you go to the wilderness to survive."

"I can't tell whether you are praising me or not!" The girl couldn't help but complain. She looked at Fuyuo Kishihisa, who looked very tired after carrying some light things home, and said, "Besides, is there really anyone in this world who is more fragile than you?"

"She's not weak in the literal sense, she's very special..." Fuyuo Kishige tried hard to explain Shiina Mashiro's situation to the other party.

As the conversation went on for some reason, the topic turned to the body and posture of the heroine in the book.

Fuyu Kishi even tried seriously to persuade Eriri to pose by herself, but the girl came to her senses and hit him with her twin pigtails for a long time with a red face.

Just then, some strange noises were heard at the door.

Let's go back about three minutes. At this time, two girls who were looking for the clue came to the door.

"Oh……"

Mashiro Shiina carried her not-too-big luggage bag and looked around the house.

She has lived in many places, including quite luxurious villas when she was overseas and old shanties after coming to the island country.

So naturally the girl would not sigh at the size of the house.

She just felt that the small house in front of her felt more like a private residence than a "studio". And she didn't know if it was because Fuyu Kishi had a better aesthetic sense, but compared to the similar Japanese-style single-family houses around, the one in front of them was obviously more exquisite and beautiful. It was so beautiful that it looked like a model that should be put in a glass bottle for people to appreciate.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

The person who accompanied her was naturally Nanami Aoyama, who had already been discharged from the hospital.

She didn't have any particularly serious illness, just overwork and hypoglycemia. Plus, she was still young and her body had a strong ability to recover, so after a day's rest and two bottles of intravenous drip, she was almost recovered, and the tiredness on her face no longer existed.

At this time, Nanami Aoyama was also frowning and looking at the small building. If the nameplate outside did not say "Winter End", she would have thought that she and Mashiro had walked into the wrong door.

Before in the hospital, the girl was moved by Mashiro's realization, which caused her head to get hot and she didn't think about many things carefully. Now that she has calmed down, many doubts naturally arise in her mind.

Although it is not serious enough to make her indecisive, perhaps because she has experienced too many failures, difficulties and hardships before, Nanami Aoyama can't help but think of the worst whenever something happens.

Both she and Mashiro have only met Fuyuo Kishiku twice, so why would he help them so freely? Even if he really had no ill intentions, he would trust them too much. She is just an ordinary person with no talent who can't even pass the audition. Although Mashiro is good at drawing, she lacks in other aspects. Can they really respond to his expectations and trust? If they fail to meet the requirements in the end, will they be kicked out by him?

The girl came to the door, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the nervousness in her heart.

No matter what happens next, these things must be faced. You can't just come here and think about running away, right?

While Aoyama Nanami was still preparing herself mentally, Shiina Mashiro, who had no idea what embarrassment was, had already arrived at the door and started knocking on it.

Because it was so sudden, Aoyama Nanami was frightened. She looked at Mashiro and murmured, "Ah, I'm not mentally prepared yet..."

Not long after, the door was opened from the inside, and Fuyuo Kishige appeared in front of them wearing a sweatshirt - his previous two appearances were both formal clothes like suits, and he looked like a sickly European noble boy or a vampire count. It was the first time the girls saw him dressed so casually like this, which made them feel refreshed.

At this moment, Dongwei Anjiu no longer had his previous nobleness, but he also didn't look as sickly as before. His snow-white short hair and red eyes still matched perfectly to bring out the mysterious feeling, but he looked a little colder than before.

After the young man coughed twice, he said loudly, "You guys came quite early."

Chapter 147: Do you want me to give in to her?

"After all, I'm going to beg for food from 'Master (emphasis)' from today on, and being late on my first day of work is a bit too bad to start with."

Nanami Aoyama had already suppressed the anxiety on her face, and bowed her head to Fuyuo Kishi with neither arrogance nor servility: "Also, although I am a maid now, I have not yet bought work clothes, so please forgive me for wearing casual clothes for the next few days... If you don't like it, I can change into Toyosaki's uniform."