A middle school cartoonist

"Rather than saying that this world is decaying, it's better to say that I'm desperate for this world!" Makoto Takahashi complained helplessly as he watched the teacher explaining the quadratic equation over and over again.

A month ago, Makoto Takahashi understood a lot. For example, although the classmate Izumi Konata in the class is very similar to the Izumi Konata in "Lucky Star", they are not the same person after all! Izumi Konata's father is the chairman of a large enterprise. In other words, Izumi Konata is a local tyrant! This is completely inconsistent with the characters described and shaped in the anime of the previous life. Although they can all be called otakus, the consciousness of the two-dimensional universe is a collection of consciousness, and the consciousness of the leader (Haruhi Suzumiya) is a common body!

However, since there is a Shinichi Kudo with the same name and surname as a certain reincarnated elementary school student of the god of death, there is no problem with having another Izumi Konata. The reason why parallel worlds are parallel worlds is that there are one or two similar waves occasionally, which is not surprising!

The question now is how to get rid of the tangled and sad thing of going to school!

Think about it, when I was in high school, I felt a little out of place when I ran into a junior high school classroom. What's more, the soul in Takahashi Makoto's body is not a high school student, but an adult. This feeling of disharmony makes Takahashi Makoto's thighs in an indescribable pain!

"By the way, the illustrations in Dongzhou's mathematics textbook are well drawn..." Bored Takahashi Makoto has been crazy about studying the illustrations in the mathematics textbook...

Hmm? Drawing? Drawing for a long time = drawing comics = taking leave to finish the manuscript at home = no need to go to class!

But what to draw? Takahashi Makoto remembered that he had seen a lot of time-travel novels in his previous life. In the parallel world, the time-travelers relied on the classic comic pens of the island country to pick up tall, rich and handsome men, hook up with little loli, marry white, rich and beautiful women, and live a life of slapping faces in various ways. It is enviable, but it is not feasible in this world now!

"Detective Conan", "Bleach", "Naruto", "One Piece", "Dragon Ball" and other classic masterpieces have been published. The road to plagiarism is already full of thorns. It seems that we can only walk cautiously! Other famous comics have not been published yet, but those comics are too short. I wonder if they can last for three years...

No, considering high school, it should be six years! Speaking of those novels with millions of words in the previous life, if they are adapted into comics... um... it's a good idea...

"Kudo-san, this is a math class, not a reasoning club activity!" The roar from the math teacher made Takahashi Makoto return to the boring course again.

Takahashi Makoto looked at Kudo-san with a bitter smile on his face, and couldn't help but be speechless. Similar situations have happened many times this month. Kudo Shinichi, who claims to want to be a detective, doesn't listen to the class seriously, but builds the murder scene in his mind, and then writes a story for the students to guess, but this time it seems a little different...

"Look at what you wrote?" The teacher continued to roar, "The victim's name is Takahashi Makoto..."

What? Takahashi Makoto was stunned at first, then felt the gloating eyes of the whole class, and then stared at Kudo-san angrily! Why did he become a victim, and the killing of Takahashi Makoto was allowed to happen?

Wait... this is an opportunity!

"Teacher, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable. Can I go home and rest?" Takahashi Makoto suddenly asked with a pale face, holding his stomach, and asked with some difficulty. At the same time, he looked at Kudo silently, thank you, boy!

Takahashi Makoto finally couldn't go home to recuperate, because there was a very magical place in the school called the health room!

Speaking of drawing comics, you have to have a pen name or something. The name Takahashi Makoto is definitely not okay. What if he is called "Cheng Jun" and becomes someone's scumbag in the future? (Author, please change your name! This is my lifelong request for Takahashi Makoto!)

"'Long Aotian'... Well, this name must not be used! For ordinary people like me, it is better not to use a name like 'Long Aotian' that is so high-sounding and suicidal!" When the three words 'Long Aotian' popped up in Takahashi Makoto's mind, a chill instantly rushed from a certain indescribable position behind Takahashi Makoto to his brain, and his whole body shivered involuntarily.

"This student doesn't look unwell..." Just when Takahashi Makoto was racking his brains to think of a pen name, a pleasant voice suddenly sounded, and then Takahashi Makoto felt his face being pinched hard.

"Don't want to go to class so you pretend to be sick?" The female teacher in a white coat pinched Takahashi Makoto's face hard, her eyes full of smiles, "Or are you like those senior students, peeping at the teacher under the guise of being sick? Well, you look unfamiliar! Are you a freshman in junior high school who just enrolled?"

"Hello, teacher, I'm Takahashi Makoto from Class 1, Class 2!" Takahashi Makoto gently rubbed his cheek. Is this woman really a teacher in the health room? She looks okay, but in Takahashi Makoto's opinion, she is not at the level of a crime-inducing disaster!

"Oh, sorry, teacher misunderstood!" The health teacher in a white coat was a little embarrassed when she was stared at by Takahashi Makoto's big watery eyes. "Are you feeling uncomfortable? You caught a cold, right... I'll get you some hot water, you should take a rest first!"

Looking at the teacher who fled, Takahashi Makoto frowned, somewhat dissatisfied with his train of thought being interrupted. He lay on the bed, closed his eyes and continued to think about the pen name, but in his mind was the figure of the teacher who just fled in a white coat...

"Well, I figured it out!" A thought flashed through his mind, and Takahashi Makoto suddenly remembered something. He sat up abruptly, a wild smile appeared on his face, and he quickly put on the white coat on the coat rack, put his hands on his hips, and shouted to the sky, "Since time travel has happened to me, it means that I am the chosen one, and this is a fate that cannot be escaped! I have been struggling and wandering in the abyss for thousands of years, just to wait for this day! This is the choice of Steins; Gate! Oh hahahaha, that's right! I am the crazy demon god, Fenghuangyuan Kyouma!"

"Yeah, it's better to put on a white coat. It feels like a middle school boy! "Houhoin Kyouma... um... Makoto Takahashi is now completely in middle school mode, "This world is decaying! The weak don't even have the right to pursue death! This world will change because of me, and I will eventually become the god of the new world..."

The door of the health room has been secretly opened. The health teacher held a water cup and stared blankly at Makoto Takahashi's middle school speech. For a moment, she seemed to feel that she had gone to the wrong place. She closed the door quietly and shook her head helplessly, turned around and left. Her long sigh echoed in the empty corridor.

"Alas~ Takahashi classmate, it seems that you are very sick..."

In an apartment building in Gucao, it is where Makoto Takahashi used to live. Since his parents passed away, Makoto Takahashi has not been back here for a long time! Drawing comics is a time-consuming and laborious task. For Makoto Takahashi who is temporarily living in someone else's house, it is not very convenient, so this place has become the most ideal studio. Putting down the tools needed for drawing comics in his hand, Makoto Takahashi looked at the smiles of the family of three on the table, and an inexplicable sadness began to rage in his heart.

"Is it the sequelae of resurrection? No, I didn't die in my previous life... Ah, forget it, the original owner of this body, and my parents, please give me more advice in the future!" Takahashi Makoto bowed to the photo very devoutly, and then turned around to start arranging the studio dedicated to painting in the future.

In his previous self-introduction, Takahashi Makoto also said that he could paint, which is a fact. Whether it is Takahashi Makoto in the previous life or Takahashi Makoto in this world, he has always been interested in painting! In order to please the goddess, Takahashi Makoto in the previous life also studied painting seriously and systematically. During the four years of college, he had impure purposes at the beginning, but later he liked painting from the bottom of his heart; of course, Takahashi Makoto did not become a cartoonist in the end but became a white-collar worker in a certain company, which naturally included some black history.

"By the way, what should I choose to draw at the beginning? It's best to find comics that have been drawn for a long time. Conan was originally the best choice. When I was in elementary school, Conan was also in elementary school. After I graduated from college and started working, Conan was still in elementary school. I could draw for twenty years... Unfortunately, this world has already appeared. It's really helpless!"

The same reason, don't count on "Bleach", "Naruto" and "One Piece"...

"Forget it... Let's look for it first!" Takahashi Makoto closed his eyes and connected to the search engine in his head.

This can't be considered a second-year disease. When Takahashi Makoto came to this world, he did have a search engine in his head! And this search engine seems to be able to search for many things in the previous life. Is this the legendary gold finger system? No, no, no, according to Takahashi Makoto's theory, all of this is the choice of Steins; Gate!

"Ah, it's so hard to choose! With such an advanced system, why don't we have a printer that can connect to the brain? As long as I think about it, I can print it out in a flash... Humans are really lazy. If they can't even make such simple equipment, how can they save the world!" Does this have anything to do with saving the world, Takahashi Makoto?

"Moshimoshi... ah? Hmm? Oh! Sorry! I'll be there soon!" Takahashi Makoto put down his phone and looked at the wall clock. It was already past seven o'clock. It seemed that he had forgotten to eat. The landlord who kindly provided accommodation called.

The landlord is actually a friend of Takahashi Makoto's parents. The couple has a son and a daughter. The daughter is about the same age as Takahashi Makoto, and the son is nine years older than Takahashi Makoto... By the way, is it nine years apart for the siblings to prevent the situation of siblings controlling each other?

After Takahashi Makoto's family had a car accident, Takahashi Makoto was supposed to live with his grandfather Takahashi Isshin. Takahashi Makoto wanted to live alone, but the problem was that he was only twelve years old at the time, so Takahashi Isshin naturally did not allow it! But Takahashi Makoto had just traveled through time, and in the memory of this body, his parents had not mentioned the existence of Takahashi Isshin, so Takahashi Makoto decisively refused! Takahashi Isshin had no choice but to ask the good friends of Takahashi Makoto's parents, the Ogata family, to take care of Takahashi Makoto.

"Makoto, you're so late!" At the door of the villa with the name of 'Ogata', a little loli with twin ponytails was complaining about the late Takahashi Makoto with her hands on her waist!

"Rina-chan, can I ask you for a favor!" For some reason, when Takahashi Makoto heard Rina call him 'Makoto', he subconsciously felt a chill on his neck...

"Hmm?" Rina looked at Takahashi Makoto, who was a little pale, and couldn't help but be curious, "What's the matter?"

"Can you please not call me 'Makoto'!" Takahashi Makoto put his hands together and spoke sincerely! Was that feeling just now a sign that he would be possessed by Makoto and dismembered? No, this crisis must be nipped in the bud!

"Eh? Makoto-kun is really weird!" Rina was a little confused, "By the way, why are you wearing a white coat?"

"White coat? Um..." Takahashi Makoto suddenly remembered that he seemed to have been wearing this white coat since he came out of the health room. No wonder the pedestrians along the way looked at him with strange eyes...

"Then how should I call Makoto-kun? Onii-chan? Camisa?" Seeing that Takahashi Makoto didn't say anything, Rina asked again.

"Actually, I'm not Takahashi Makoto..." Takahashi Makoto frowned, looked at the surprised little loli, and suddenly started laughing wildly, "Foolish mortal! I hereby declare that the soul from the parallel world has finally broken through the seal of darkness and light, and the devil has descended to the world! Oh hahahaha... That's right, I am the crazy devil, Fenghuangyuan Kyouma!"