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Chapter 69 - Chapter 69: Consulting Eriri About Erotic Manga; Debut Work "Fatherly Love Like Mountains"

"Stop crying. No matter how much you cry, it won't change your current situation."

Haru said helplessly. He really couldn't bear to see women cry.

Unexpectedly, the more he said this, the more heartbroken Eriri cried.

However, to be fair, she looked quite beautiful even while crying.

After all, she had a naturally beautiful face that was pleasing to look at no matter what expression she wore.

Her soft hands kept wiping away tears.

Her delicate body trembled continuously.

Her slender, snow-white legs sat on the ground in a duck-sitting position.

Haru patiently enjoyed the scene before him.

He was prepared to wait for her to cry for a long time.

However, being stared at by Haru's gaze, Eriri quickly stopped crying.

Then she glared at Haru fiercely, gritting her teeth as she said:

"Who exactly are you? Did you come here specifically to gloat over my misfortune?"

"I'll have you know that even if I am an erotic artist, I'm not someone you can bully."

Her fierce expression, combined with those cute little fangs and tsundere tone, gave off a feeling of putting on a brave front.

"I'm not here to mock you."

Haru chuckled softly. "I'm here to learn erotic manga from you."

"What?!!"

Eriri's pretty face immediately turned completely red as she looked at Haru in disbelief. "You shameless guy! That's even worse! Actually saying you want to learn erotic manga from a girl—you hentai!"

Having a girl teach erotic manga.

This guy actually had the nerve to say that.

In her shame and anger, Eriri looked at the person in front of her with eyes full of wariness, as if looking at a pervert.

"Anyone else might be fine, but you don't have the right to look at me with that kind of expression."

Haru said helplessly. "I'm following your suggestion and specifically came to learn erotic manga from you."

"What do you mean I don't have the right? Are people who draw erotic manga not human?"

Eriri retorted indignantly.

"And stop talking nonsense. I don't even know you. When did I ever give you advice?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Eriri saw Haru take out his phone.

On the phone screen was exactly the reply she had sent to Haru.

"You... you're that 'Jinli'?"

Eriri was stunned for a moment, then looked at Haru in disbelief.

So this guy was her fan.

Knowing Haru's identity, Eriri's expression improved considerably.

"I see you're not one of those bastards who wants to kick me while I'm down during my social death."

Eriri snorted coldly.

She had had enough these past few days, being stared at with lecherous eyes by some boys. It was disgusting.

Some otaku had even confessed to her.

Eriri was almost furious to death.

Those otaku usually didn't dare talk to her.

Now that they knew she was an erotic manga artist, they all thought they could reach for the stars like toads.

Did they really think that just because her identity as an erotic artist was exposed, she was within their league?

She had thought Haru was one of those people.

So she had been somewhat wary and disgusted before.

But now that she knew Haru was her fan, she unexpectedly felt a sense of warmth.

After all, she could be said to have nothing left now.

At a time like this, to actually have one of her fans come to her was like timely help in the snow.

However, as a stubborn tsundere like Eriri, even if she felt warmth toward Haru, she wouldn't be polite with her words.

Now that she was socially dead, she naturally didn't bother pretending to be some approachable young lady anymore.

She directly exposed her true nature.

"But wanting to improve your drawing skills by learning erotic manga—are you an idiot?"

Eriri mocked Haru mercilessly.

"Eriri Kashiwagi-sensei, this was your suggestion to me. Of course I believe it."

But to Eriri's surprise, Haru was unmoved by her mockery and instead looked completely convinced.

Seeing Haru's expression, Eriri's beautiful eyes couldn't help but become stunned.

Suddenly, she felt a bit embarrassed.

Her expression also became unnatural.

This guy actually believed even her joke.

He was obviously her fanatical fan.

How could he believe such absurd words if he wasn't a die-hard fan?

Facing her loyal fan, she had actually mocked him just now. That was indeed too much.

Eriri felt a bit guilty.

Guilty as she was, getting Eriri to apologize was out of the question.

However, she still felt she should clarify things with Haru.

So this guy wouldn't really go learn erotic manga.

Before she could speak—

"This is my first work. Please give me guidance, Eriri Kashiwagi-sensei."

Haru took out a manuscript and handed it to Eriri with a sincere expression.

Eriri instinctively took it.

Then, after processing what Haru had said.

Her delicate pretty face immediately turned pink.

She glared with her beautiful eyes in shame and anger, her delicate body trembling:

"Don't just hand erotic manga to girls so casually, you hentai, perverted worm, shameless guy!"

While cursing, she also frantically swung her golden twin-tails, attacking Haru.

After a long while.

She finally stopped, panting.

Her cheeks flushed, she glared at Haru angrily and huffed: "Do you have any common sense at all? Actually casually giving this kind of thing to a girl."

What made her feel even more absurd was that this guy not only believed her words but actually went and created erotic manga.

How much did he have to trust her to do something like this?

For a moment, Eriri's feelings became complicated.

Having a fanatical fan was a good thing.

The problem was this fanatical fan's brain seemed a bit off.

Any normal person wouldn't do something like showing erotic manga to a girl at school.

"Eriri Kashiwagi-sensei, school is a place for learning. What's wrong with me consulting you about art knowledge?"

Haru just smiled nonchalantly.

Eriri's eyes went dark.

School is for learning proper knowledge, not for learning erotic manga!

This guy actually understood learning this way. If the teachers found out, they'd die of anger.

"In any case, it's not allowed."

Eriri said through gritted teeth. "Aren't you afraid of being seen by others, then being despised, ostracized, or even isolated?"

Thinking of her own miserable experience, Eriri's eyes reddened again.

"Being seen by others isn't a big deal," Haru chuckled softly. "We're discussing art here. Those ignorant fools who only know how to bully minorities with their numbers—who cares what those people think of us? Let them go to hell."

So well said! Eriri's eyes lit up, and she almost applauded Haru in emotion.

Having been isolated these past two days, she had long harbored deep resentment toward those who ostracized her.

Hearing Haru say this, she felt great satisfaction in her heart.

She had the feeling of finding a kindred spirit.

However, she still had some self-awareness, saying with a red face:

"Art and such, let's forget about that. Although the hobby of erotic manga shouldn't be discriminated against, it's still quite far from art."

"And I can't possibly teach you to draw erotic manga. I'll never draw that kind of thing again in my life."

Having been socially killed by erotic manga, Eriri was truly determined not to draw such things anymore.

She was going to change careers.

While speaking, she secretly glanced at Haru, thinking to herself that after she said this, this fanatical fan would definitely immediately show a pained expression, then anxiously try to persuade her not to give up erotic manga.

But her resolve was firm. Even if her fanatical fan tried to retain her, she wouldn't change her mind.

However, what Eriri didn't expect was—

"Eriri Kashiwagi-sensei, since you don't plan to draw erotic manga anymore, why not teach me all your skills?"

Haru looked completely accepting.

Eriri's expression froze.

Where was the pain? The anxiety? The persuasion?

Wait, you're a fanatical fan, and seeing that I want to give up erotic manga, you don't even try to persuade me once, and you don't even show a regretful expression.

You're probably a fake fan.

What's wrong with this guy?

Eriri was a bit confused.

"How about it, Eriri Kashiwagi-sensei? You don't want all your skills to be abandoned like this, do you? I remember you've been drawing erotic manga for many years. Are you really willing to let your hard work go to waste? Just because of some idiots who ostracize you? That's too stupid."

Haru smiled slightly.

Hearing these words, Eriri's expression became somewhat unpleasant.

Haru's words were too damn reasonable, every sentence hitting her heart.

Of course she wasn't willing to give up erotic manga just like that. It was her greatest hobby.

And having managed the Eriri Kashiwagi ID for so many years, how could she easily abandon it?

Especially Haru's last sentence awakened Eriri.

Abandoning her most precious thing because of a group of idiots who ostracized her—wasn't that brain damage?

Wasn't this making loved ones grieve and enemies rejoice?

No one with a normal brain would do such a thing.

Eriri suddenly looked at Haru in front of her with some emotion.

"You guy, what you said is quite reasonable."

Her face was slightly red.

She felt she had misunderstood Haru. This guy wasn't brain-damaged, but was deliberately using reverse psychology to stimulate her.

It was confirmed—this was indeed a fanatical fan, and a very wise fanatical fan.

He knew how to persuade her in reverse.

"Indeed, I can't give up my career because of those idiots."

Eriri instantly rekindled her ambition.

She decided not to give up erotic manga.

Of course, she wasn't stupid. She knew that the Eriri Kashiwagi ID would probably need to be put on ice for a while.

After all, now was when the rumors were most explosive.

People at school were all watching her ID.

Updating at this time—wouldn't that be asking to be laughed at?

So during this period, she definitely couldn't create her own works.

"Considering this guy's kind reminder, I could give him some guidance."

Eriri secretly observed Haru, her favorable impression continuously rising.

She decided to use this period to guide her fanatical fan.

As repayment for his persuasion just now.

But no matter what, it was still guidance on erotic manga, and guiding a boy in erotic manga at that.

This was quite stimulating for Eriri. She felt very shy inside, her face burning hot. Turning her face to the side, she said: "To... tomorrow at this time, come see me here again. I'll give you some opinions on your work."

"Then it's settled."

Haru's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected convincing Eriri to be smoother than he thought.

He wasn't in a hurry to directly invite Eriri to be his assistant.

After all, they had just met. Making an invitation immediately—no normal person would agree.

But Haru was confident that after Eriri read his work, she would actively agree to become his assistant.

Thinking of this, Haru directly turned and left.

Seeing Haru leave.

Eriri immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Actually, facing such a fanatical fan, especially one consulting about erotic manga, she was still a bit nervous.

After all, she was a beautiful girl.

Fans were unreasonable creatures. What if he suddenly got too excited seeing his idol and pounced on her?

There was plenty of such content in erotic manga.

"Let's see how this guy draws."

Eriri picked up Haru's manuscript and began reading it on the spot.

"'Fatherly Love Like Mountains'? What kind of rookie would give their manga such a name?"

Just seeing the title, Eriri was speechless.

Even manga from twenty years ago wouldn't have such an educational title.

Rookie.

A complete rookie.

Didn't even understand market conditions.

As a big shot in the erotic manga world, Eriri immediately labeled Haru's debut work as amateurish.

Then she opened the cover and saw the first page—

"This drawing level is completely inadequate, and the paneling is too rough..."

Eriri shook her head. The drawing level was too mediocre.

Completely incomparable to hers.

The paneling was also poor.

"However, for a beginner, it's not that bad."

Then Eriri still gave a fair evaluation.

She seriously continued reading.

"Wait, the male protagonist Akizuki Kozo is the father, and the female protagonist is..."

Soon, Eriri saw the male and female protagonists of this manga.

Immediately, her pretty face flushed red, her beautiful eyes showing a hint of shame as she stammered: "Th-this, this is what 'Fatherly Love Like Mountains' means."

"That guy isn't bad at naming manga—he's actually a naming genius. Even I couldn't come up with such a name."

Eriri suddenly discovered that while this manga's drawing level and paneling might be average.

The plot could probably bring her surprises.

Soon, Eriri found that the manga's plot indeed brought her huge surprises.

"'Fatherly Love Like Mountains'—to think of such a plot, that guy is really a genius."

Eriri's delicate pretty face became completely red.

Such a plot was really too stimulating, making her heart race and her face burn.

Just the opening page made her feel inferior.

She looked forward to the upcoming plot.

She couldn't help but seriously continue reading.

She didn't notice at all.

At the rooftop entrance, a beautiful girl with a hairband, excellent figure, and long straight black hair walked in on her perfect black-stockinged legs.

Seeing Eriri continuously talking to herself and making admiring sounds.

The black-haired girl couldn't help but frown.

She instinctively prepared to turn and leave the rooftop.

But then she heard Eriri exclaim "This is simply a god-tier script."

Her steps suddenly stopped.

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