April is a beautiful season, with blooming cherry blossoms and lively, adorable young boys and girls, filling Tokyo with vitality during this time.
However, today, our Miss Sayuri Sawamura seemed a bit distracted.
Dressed in a business suit, Sayuri Sawamura was so beautiful, with delicate features and a flawless face, that passersby couldn't tell she was a mother with a daughter who was already in high school.
Especially her petite figure and flat chest, which made many young men involuntarily cast their gaze upon her.
Unfortunately, our beautiful young woman, Sayuri Sawamura, was clearly not in her usual state today.
She walked aimlessly down the street and pushed open the door of a coffee shop.
"Welcome... Oh, it's you, boss."
As a mother, a single mother who had divorced her husband and raised a daughter to this age, she naturally needed some skills.
To provide her daughter with a good life, Sayuri Sawamura, in addition to being an artist, also opened a coffee shop in Akihabara.
As for the theme of the coffee shop, what could be more suitable than the maid theme in Akihabara?
"Good morning."
After greeting her staff, who were dressed in cute maid outfits, Sayuri Sawamura staggered into her office.
She skillfully turned on her computer and drawing tablet, then sat there.
Relying on her memories from her previous life, Sayuri Sawamura in this life was no longer just a doujin artist but also a relatively well-known manga artist in the industry.
Of course, every year at the CM comic convention, Sayuri Sawamura would still rush to finish manuscripts for exhibition, which could also be considered official doujin.
However, today, our Sayuri Sawamura was clearly a bit out of sorts.
After turning on the computer, she sat blankly in front of the drawing tablet.
Because at this moment, her mind was completely blank.
The little secret she had discovered about her daughter that morning had given her a huge shock.
As soon as she thought of the stimulating and vivid images in that stack of drafts, Sayuri Sawamura's body trembled violently. She suddenly curled up, hugging herself tightly with both arms.
How terrifying!
Her daughter was truly too terrifying!
Sayuri Sawamura was trembling in her chair; she felt that her daughter Eriri was truly too terrifying.
She was clearly such a cute girl, inheriting her features and petite figure.
But why was her inner self a gentleman, and an erotic artist at that?
Oh, an awkward smile appeared on Sayuri Sawamura's face.
It seemed that the reason her daughter Eriri became an otaku and an erotic artist was because she had influenced her.
But Sayuri Sawamura felt very wronged right now!
She had only watched yuri anime and yaoi anime with her daughter, and from a young age, she had taught her daughter to appreciate the art of 18+ works.
However, she had never taken her daughter to watch ethical anime.
Sayuri Sawamura slumped weakly onto the table. She felt that something was definitely wrong here.
When did her daughter become like this?
Sayuri Sawamura tried hard to recall in her mind but couldn't find anything amiss.
Her daughter was still as cute and lively as ever, and just as lazy and reclusive at home.
Unable to figure out where things went wrong, Sayuri Sawamura weakly covered her small head with both hands.
Although April was the start of the school year for all schools in Japan, not all schools started on the same day.
Therefore, there were still some high school girls working in the cafe today; their schools hadn't started yet.
"Manager, excuse me."
Hearing the knock on the door, Sayuri Sawamura sat up straight and allowed the person outside to enter.
It was a beautiful and cute high school girl, dressed in a fitted maid outfit, so delicate, like a porcelain doll.
Her flaxen hair made the girl appear even more refined.
"Kotori, your school hasn't started yet?"
Hearing her manager's concerned question, Minami Kotori smiled gently and sweetly.
"No, my school starts in a few more days."
Minami Kotori's personality was very gentle, and she treated everyone with kindness. She placed a cup of coffee on Sayuri Sawamura's table.
"Manager, Eriri's school has started this year, right?"
"Yes, Eriri went to school to register early this morning. Today is the opening ceremony of Toyogasaki Academy."
When mentioning her daughter in front of outsiders, Sawamura Sayuri's face showed a happy and proud smile.
After she transmigrated, she had a daughter, which initially gave her a headache.
But obviously, Eriri's excellence and cuteness later became her pride.
"Eh, the manager always looks so proud when she talks about Eriri."
Minami Kotori chatted with her manager very familiarly; she had been working at Sawamura Sayuri's maid cafe for some time.
Sawamura Sayuri gently pursed her lips. She was very fond of the beautiful girl, Minami Kotori, in front of her.
"Yes, Eriri is my pride."
"Then I'll go get busy."
Minami Kotori had only come to bring coffee to her manager. She smiled gently at her manager.
"Keep up the good work today, Kotori."
"Yes, Manager-sama."
Watching the girl's back disappear behind the closed door, Sawamura Sayuri finally recovered a little.
It must be said that beautiful girls are such creatures that invigorate people and alleviate their emotions.
So, beautiful girls are the best, saikou!
Sawamura Sayuri finally perked up a little, cheering herself on internally.
Then she began her work for the day, as a manga artist.
In this life, Sawamura Sayuri was a famous manga artist in the industry, serializing popular manga in Weekly Shonen Jump.
Of course, as a qualified plagiarist, Sawamura Sayuri was also a famous light novelist.
However, she always used different aliases for these activities.
So, apart from Eriri, no one knew that the famous artist in the doujin circle, the famous big shot among manga artists, and the popular author in the light novel world were all the same person.
However, our Sawamura Sayuri was now very regretful. Why did she have to be so diligent and use so many aliases?
Looking at the final deadline for the manga and the reminder message from her editor received yesterday on her phone, Sawamura Sayuri frustratingly clutched her long purple hair.
So, rushing deadlines is the most annoying thing!
And the most troublesome thing is how she will face her daughter, Eriri, next!