Chapter 46: Kashiwagi Eri-sensei's Scheme
As he stepped into Sawamura, Izumi Chihiro felt his right eyelid twitching uncontrollably, a bad premonition.
A beautiful girl artist inviting you to her house to admire her yuri doujin, what a wonderful thing that sounds like!
But why did he have this feeling?
However, since he had already agreed, he had to go in even if he had to grit his teeth.
If he couldn't do what he promised, first, he wouldn't be able to live with himself, and second, Eriri wouldn't let him off the hook.
"I hope it's just a misconception."
He muttered to himself.
"Oh, isn't this 'Chihiro-chan'? It's really been a long time, honestly, you've become distant, you don't come over to visit much anymore..."
As soon as he entered the door, he was teased by Sawamura Sayuri.
"Why would I come over to visit for no reason, I still have work to do!"
Of course, this retort was hidden in Izumi Chihiro's heart.
As a polite good child, his attitude towards elders would naturally be different.
"Sorry, I've been a bit busy lately and haven't had time to visit, Aunt Sayuri, please forgive me."
He said respectfully.
"You child, I don't know where you learned such polite phrases. After growing up, you're really not cute at all."
Sawamura Sayuri complained, then waved her hand and said, "Alright, I know you're here for Eriri, go on up."
He went up to the second floor.
"Eriri..."
"Alright, come in quickly, I've been waiting for you for a long time, didn't school end a while ago?"
"I was on duty today, stayed behind to sweep the floor."
"Oh..."
After some conversation, Izumi Chihiro noticed the girl drawing at her desk. Something new was on her face—black-rimmed glasses.
"How much is your myopia?"
He stepped forward and asked.
"Over fifty degrees..."
Eriri hesitated before answering.
"Really?"
Izumi Chihiro's expression was suspicious.
Generally speaking, this degree of change is barely noticeable subjectively.
"Add another hundred…"
Eriri said, turning her face.
"It's already over one hundred fifty! See, you really do have a problem, don't you? I told you before not to stay up late drawing anymore… If this continues, your nearsightedness will get even worse. It's possible you won't be able to tell people from animals ten meters away."
Izumi Chihiro warned again.
"Alright, alright, I get it, don't talk about that! I didn't ask you to come here to discuss this!"
Soon, Eriri changed the subject, and incidentally, pushed her glasses up with her hand.
…
Izumi Chihiro could only let her be.
There was no other way; that was just the childhood friend's personality. Even if she suffered a loss, she wouldn't necessarily learn her lesson.
Sometimes she was very cute, other times very troublesome.
But it didn't matter; after all, it wasn't his life that would be affected later.
"Where's the doujinshi you wanted to show me?"
Izumi Chihiro asked.
"Here, it's this one."
Eriri took out a stack of papers from a nearby drawer. They were the original manuscripts, not yet printed, stacked one on top of another.
Izumi Chihiro stepped back several paces, then sat on the foot of the bed and began to flip through the doujinshi manga.
It didn't have a title or cover yet; it wasn't a completely finished work, so he couldn't directly determine its content from these features.
However, the first character to appear was one he was very familiar with—Upper Moon Six Daki.
In her rendition, Eriri incorporated some of Sagiri's drawing style, then added her own more alluring brushstrokes, making the character in the drawing similar in form, but with an even greater overflowing 'sensuality'.
"Is it Daki? That certainly has something to do with me… As expected of Kashiwagi Eri-sensei, she really has a knack for it!"
After several years, Izumi Chihiro once again witnessed his childhood friend's full-effort work, completely seeing how much she had improved.
Clearly, during this time, Eriri had maintained her love and dedication to drawing.
However, the official plot that followed immediately made his expression turn interesting.
Under Daki's arrangements, Tanjiro was captured and knocked unconscious, then locked in a cell. Nezuko, who was eager to save him and fully demonized into a seductive form, was threatened and then subjected to her hellish training.
The plot, of course, couldn't withstand scrutiny, as it was a doujinshi plot.
As for the artwork… it was beyond words.
It was a bit too stimulating.
If shown to children who hadn't experienced such things, they might not recover for half a day.
Even he was surprised, his eyes wide and mouth agape.
'It seems Eriri might become a 'R@pe-themed Doujinshi Master' before me!'
Izumi Chihiro was speechless.
With a 'click'.
Eriri raised her phone and captured his expression.
"What are you doing, Eriri, secretly taking pictures?"
Izumi Chihiro asked curiously.
"That's right, that's what the fans asked for. They wanted me to draw this doujinshi for you to see, and then see your expression… Don't worry, I won't post the photo directly. I'll represent it through drawing."
Eriri smiled triumphantly.
"Something like that exists?"
He frowned.
Eriri showed him the reply that had been upvoted to the ceiling by the crowd.
"Today's netizens really know how to stir things up."
Izumi Chihiro sighed.
"But after this, Eriri, remember to delete the photo."
He continued.
"Why? I went through so much trouble to get it."
Eriri retorted.
"Of course I don't want others to see my embarrassing state! Isn't it the same for you, Eriri?"
He replied.
"What kind of embarrassing state is this?"
Eriri said.
"Alright then, Eriri, you make the same expression, and I'll take a picture. That way, we're even."
Izumi Chihiro raised an eyebrow.
"Then… maybe not."
Eriri, of course, wouldn't agree.
For her own photos, she naturally hoped to capture her beauty, not her embarrassing state.
She was much more particular about this than her childhood friend.
"I'll delete it after I'm done drawing, alright?"
So, she verbally agreed.
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