Jessica did indeed have some appeal.
However, Diana had thoroughly spoiled Russell's taste.
Compared to Diana, Jessica was clearly several levels below.
Aside from that, there was another important reason.
Jessica appeared somewhat unhealthy.
While Russell occasionally indulged in fast food, like that blonde flight attendant named Melissa, he only indulged in healthy fast food.
The kind made with gutter oil wouldn't do.
Leaving aside whether Je...
At eight in the evening.
Continental Hotel.
Before heading to the hotel, Russell finally defeated the gun-wielding Sword Saint in the game, completing the entire game.
In a cheerful mood, he drove his Porsche to Continental Hotel.
Garbed in a sharp suit, Charon was still at the front desk.
"Has Winston arrived?"
Russell asked Charon.
"He's here, in the restaurant."
Charon looked at Russell and replied with a professionally composed tone ...
Nine people... Even if they were all a bunch of random individuals like before, dealing with them was extremely difficult.
Wanting to face more than ten people alone, just like in a manga...
Even if they were all ordinary people, he might not be able to do it. However, he knew that he couldn't afford to lose his momentum. If he showed fear, it would give them courage and put him in a more disadvantageous position.
And now—
Facing the current situation, the best c...
"The time is approaching."
A person with a masked face, shrouded entirely in a black robe, spoke.
His face couldn't be seen.
One could only make a rough guess about his age from his voice; he was likely around fifty or sixty years old.
"God's envoy.."
That's how they referred to him in this organization.
In reality, he was well aware that it was not the case. He was not a god's envoy but a magus.
Now, he had brought numerous children to this pl...
"Hey, maybe we should just give up..."
Inside the room, Bauer looked at his accomplice, who was carrying the young girl, Kazumi.
"This little girl is too cautious, isn't she? She just made a phone call, right? Her family could return at any moment. Let's go after those who are less vigilant."
"Perhaps you're right..." A tall Caucasian man, a head taller than Bauer, said. "But it's too late for that now. She's already the tenth one, and we won't need to do this again after...
Knock, knock.
"Is Mr. Kurokawa there?"
The incessant knocking on the door woke up a sleeping Kazumi.
"Who is it?" She rubbed her eyes and grumbled. She knew her brother had gone out, and besides, the person at the door was speaking English, which she didn't quite understand.
"Um, I'm from the hotel staff. There's a package for Mr. Kurokawa. Could you accept it?"
"What is he saying..." Kazumi muttered, walking to the door. Instead of opening it, she checked m...
In a dimly lit room specially constructed in London, England, a figure with an obscured face sat in the shadows.
"Sir, do we have enough people?" A man knelt before him, half-bowed.
"Not enough," The figure with the obscured face replied. "To summon our god, we need more sacrifices, ten more young boys and girls."
"Yes, I understand, God's Envoy," The man said. The man before him possessed a peculiar ability. It was said that he was a magician and, at the same time, rumor...
Starting from Japan, their first destination was London, England, with the primary goal of visiting the British Museum. Afterward, they would head to Paris, France, with plans to visit the Louvre and Disneyland Paris. The latter was a place Kazumi wanted to go. She had already been to Disneyland in Japan and wanted to see what the one in Paris was like.
Their next stop would be Hawaii. Kazuya was quite curious about this renowned tourist destination.
As for language, they didn't...
"Ah—-" Okada Tomomi almost screamed.
"Hmm? Who are you?" Kazuya pushed the door open and said.
"Um... I'm Okada Tomomi, an editor from Shueisha, responsible for editing Kurokawa-sensei's new serialization in 'Weekly YOUNGJUMP.' May I ask if you are..." Okada Tomomi looked at Kurokawa Kazuya in front of her with a pounding heart.
She had just been scared to death; her heart felt like it had received a massive shock.
"I see," Kazuya nodded, "An editor from Shueisha...
"How was it?"
Looking at Iwamoto Yu, who had just finished reading all 29 chapters of "Battle Royale," Kazuya asked.
"Well... the story is very interesting. The art style is excellent. Everything inside it gives a very realistic feeling, and it has a strong sense of immersion... I even saw a shadow of myself in one of the characters, even though I died early..." Iwamoto Yu said, pausing for a moment.
"Hmm? Is there a problem?" Kazuya asked.
"Yes," Iwamoto Yu ...
"Haha, you flatter me, but I really love the manga 'Hokuto no Ken,' especially that line, 'Omae Wa Mou Shindeiru,' it's so powerful!" Kazuya chuckled.
"I think that line is cool too, and you say it in a cool way. But that was thought of by Buronson-sensei. My main responsibility is the manga," Replied Tetsuo Hara, sighing. Especially when combined with Kurokawa Kazuya's height, it seemed strangely persuasive.
"Of course, the artwork is excellent too, capturing that feeling perfe...
"Kurokawa Kazuya..." Tohsaka Tokiomi looked at the name of this young mangaka from JUMP and smiled slightly.
"Since when did you start paying attention to this kind of thing, dear?" Tohsaka Aoi poured a cup of tea for Tohsaka Tokiomi.
"Thank you," Tohsaka Tokiomi smiled and replied, "It's nothing, but on my way back from the Clock Tower today, I heard the name 'Kurokawa Kazuya,' so I decided to take a look. After all, he's one of those ordinary people who dare to venture into th...
"Meow~"
A small calico cat lay on the balcony, basking in the sun. It let out a yawn and squinted its eyes as it watched Kazuya, who was drawing manga behind the closed curtains.
"At last, things have settled down..." The little cat thought to itself, letting out another soft meow. "My name is Orlina, from the noble planet of Meow. Due to various accidents, I ended up here on this place called Earth, endured hunger, but was finally rescued by these somewhat discerning natives. H...
"How do you feel, Yoshikawa-san?" Iwamoto Yu asked the chief editor, Yoshikawa Daishi.
It was already quite late, and he was feeling hungry...
He had already read this manga once, but even so, he still found it incredibly enjoyable.
It wasn't the kind of thing that you wouldn't want to read again.
"It's good," Yoshikawa Daishi nodded. "This is probably the most entertaining manga I've ever read."
"Compared to Hokuto no Ken?" Iwamoto Yu asked, referring to th...
Yoshikawa Daishi let out a slight sigh of relief. Now that they had agreed to the visit, he believed in this matter for the most part. The remaining doubts could only be resolved by seeing it with his own eyes.
"Excuse us."
"Excuse us."
Yoshikawa Daishi and Iwamoto Yu changed into slippers and walked with Kazuya to his studio.
"Here's some tea for you."
"Yes... Ah, thank you, Kurokawa-sensei," Iwamoto Yu thanked.
"No need to thank me. I told you when ...
Nightfall —
Kazumi lay on her bed in her room, gazing at the ceiling, lost in thought.
Onii-chan had changed.
She didn't know when it started, but he had become gentle.
Was it because of his new job?
Before, he used to search everywhere for work, taking odd jobs. He had no time or energy to take care of himself. However, ever since he became a "mangaka," he changed. Apart from the time she knew he spent drawing manga, she hardly saw him working anymore.
"I'm back, Onii-chan!" Kazumi pushed the door open and shouted.
"Oh, perfect, lunch is ready, let's eat together," Kazuya looked at his sister walking in and said.
"Yes, brother, what did you make?"
"Omelette rice," Kazuya smiled. "Come, taste it, and see if there's any improvement."
"Mm-hmm."
"Wash your hands first."
"Yes~" Kazumi nodded, washed her hands, and sat in her usual spot. "I'm starting."
"Kazumi, do you have plans for tomorrow?"
...
The chief editor looked at Iwamoto Yu and placed the manuscript for the second half of "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure" that he had brought over on the table. He said, "Take it back and have him redraw it!"
"Huh?"
Iwamoto Yu was momentarily stunned.
"You do know, right? The death of the protagonist is a massive blow to the manga. Does he want to end it here?" The chief editor furrowed his brow, remembering that he had gone through the entire stack of "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure" ...
"Hmm... hehe..." Iwamoto Yu began to chuckle slowly.
"What's wrong?"
"No... nothing, I'm just delighted," Iwamoto Yu took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, and continued, "It's amazing, no, it's too amazing! Leaving the story aside, just the drawing speed, the craftsmanship, that alone is incredible!"
"Hmm? Are you saying you don't like the story?"
"Well... no, not at all," Iwamoto Yu quickly waved his hand to deny, "I just haven't had the chance to look at th...
"Hmm? This... I remember it was serialized before," Iwamoto Yu said with some confusion as he looked at the first few pages.
"Ah, that's because I felt the previous drawings weren't that good. So, during this time, I redrew these pages, hoping to use them when the tankōbon is released..."
'I see... assistants, huh?' Iwamoto Yu thought to himself. 'It's very likely that he has more than one assistant to be able to continue serialization and even redraw the previous chapters. Who...
Not long ago, Kazuya had just finished drawing 'Jojo' part three "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure : Stardust Crusaders."
For most mangaka, the requirements of working tirelessly and staying up late didn't apply to him at all. After all, he could complete one page of original manuscript in an average of ten minutes.
Moreover, completing this part of "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure" meant that he had no financial worries for the future.
In his previous life, "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure," ...
Riiiiing, riiiiing...
Kazuya reached out and turned off the alarm clock beside him with a click.
"My head hurts a bit..."
Rubbing his head, Kazuya slowly sat up in bed. He wanted to create his own manga, but he always found himself constrained. Every time he tried to come up with ideas, he realized that the novels and anime he had seen in his previous life on Earth contained elements similar to what he was thinking.
"Is it impossible to completely break free from t...
Type-Moon : as a Mangaka!
Synopsis: I originally thought this was a world like any ordinary urban novel... Drawing manga and traveling is quite enjoyable. But could you please tell me what's the deal with this magus named "Emiya Kiritsugu" who suddenly appeared in my face? Who changed the setting?
And it seems that now I can enter the world of the manga I created and get a reward?
...
Kurokawa Kazuya let out a sigh of relief as he looked at the completed manga manuscri...
There's a saying that goes like this: Ever since the invention of the Gatling gun, the grassland nomads have become good at singing and dancing.
Although Daredevil isn't a grassland nomad, he's currently showing off his singing and dancing skills just the same.
With his heightened senses, Daredevil evaded the initial hail of bullets from the Gatling gun.
However, he soon encountered a new problem.
The place they were in wasn't a spacious area; it was a dark and dam...
In an instant, the struggling Luke Cage was torn apart, and his blood and fragmented remains rained down like drops from the sky.
Russell could have made Luke Cage's death a bit more dignified.
For instance, he could have suffocated him, or given him a heart attack like he did with Punisher.
But Russell hadn't even considered that.
Since he had already crossed the line, he might as well cross it completely!
Looking at the shocked expressions on Jessica Jones...
The ground was hard!
Luke Cage's head was also hard!
But relatively speaking, the ground was even harder.
Because the ground wouldn't bleed!
Luke Cage had originally been just a street thug. Due to aging and various other reasons, he had decided to leave behind his life as a street thug.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned.
Shortly after his transformation, his past good friend framed him, landing him in prison.
In order to get out of pr...
After detecting the traces of Daredevil and the others, Russell didn't stop slurping his noodles.
The world is vast, but eating is the most important thing!
The so-called Defenders wasn't enough for him to put down his chopsticks.
Although he hadn't interacted with Daredevil before, he could probably guess why Daredevil and the others were coming to find him.
Most likely, Daredevil was here for Punisher.
Due to his bloody and violent methods, most superhero...
Just as he was about to leave the office to find a place for dinner, a middle-aged man in a black suit, wearing black sunglasses, and with a receding hairline, appeared at the office.
Although the man hadn't spoken yet, Russell knew his identity the moment he saw him.
Phil Coulson!
Level 8 agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., a prototype for American agents, an avid fan of Captain America, and one of Nick Fury's most trusted subordinates at S.H.I.E.L.D.
Since arriving in this w...
A little over half an hour later, Bakshi left the office with a complex expression. Although Russell had agreed to join HYDRA, he still felt that something was off. But he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong. Oh well! The organization's mission was completed, and the rest would naturally be handled by others.
Not long after Bakshi left, Russell also left the office and drove to the Continental Hotel.
Continental Hotel.
Tasting room.
"Mr. Bradley, good m...
Agreed?
Bakshi looked at Russell with some disbelief, wondering if he had misheard.
Wait a minute!
Wasn't Russell the type who loved money and pleasure, was vengeful, and wouldn't do anything without benefit? How did he agree so easily?
What were those psychologists even doing? The reports they submitted were all garbage!
Bakshi recalled the psychological analysis report he had carefully reviewed last night and cursed in his mind.
"What's the ma...