A middle school cartoonist

Makoto Takahashi was in a very happy mood due to the close observation of the [Telephone Storm] attack on the editorial base of the monthly magazine!

Especially when I saw the remaining editors on the editorial side of the monthly magazine trying to calm the emotional readers over the phone again and again. Not only did it not work at all, but they were exhausted physically and mentally due to more and more phone calls. They were the culprits of the incident. Makoto Takahashi, in order to gain more pleasure, stayed at the editorial base of the monthly magazine for three hours!

Since the reader could not contact Makoto Takahashi, he could only call the editor's headquarters to vent his anger and dissatisfaction. However, as someone else who had Makoto Takahashi's contact information, he called Makoto Takahashi directly! Yacheng Mu Mengye did not participate in the mission of [Denouncing the Fierce Demon King of the Phoenix Academy] because the two good friends were busy comforting their traumatized girl...

By the way, despite the efforts of Little Sea Otter to dissuade her, Miss Cang Shuhong did not come to her door to carry out the dungeon mission [Destroy the evil culprit Takahashi Makoto], but only vented her dissatisfaction over the phone... Of course, if Cang Shuhong If Miss Shu Hong hadn't been crying while talking on the phone, Takahashi Makoto might have hung up the phone as soon as he answered the call!

After Takahashi Makoto spent the whole morning working on the editorial side of the monthly magazine, he finally returned home in the afternoon under the sad and angry eyes of the editors! Although Yoshida repeatedly warned a certain middle-class cartoonist when Takahashi Makoto left, to have a good rest after returning home... However, a certain middle-class cartoonist who had gained a lot of pleasure did not go as Yoshida expected after returning home. Entered [sleep mode], but issued a summons order to other staff on the assistant side who had been on vacation before!

"Ruko, it seems that the lethality of "CLANNAD" this time may exceed my previous estimate!" Makoto Takahashi turned the brush in his hand and faced the taciturn Shizuka with a satisfied look on his face. He said, "Liuzi, have you not seen the scene on the editorial side of the monthly magazine this morning... More than a dozen phones rang at the same time, and the editorial side was so busy that even My Dependent Cat and I were pulled over. I had a cameo job as an operator!"

"...Phoenixin-sensei, you seem to be having a lot of fun!" As an accomplice, Jinghe, it seems, has not yet recovered from his fatigue. In response to Takahashi Makoto's ostentatious speech, he just stopped his painting and simply agreed. A few words, "But teacher, I want you to be the operator..."

Recalling the performance of a certain middle-level cartoonist in a white coat during the past days of contact with Makoto Takahashi... Shizuka just imagined Takahashi Makoto doing his job as an operator, and his head was already full of black lines, and the corners of his mouth started to appear at the same time. Keep twitching! How dare you ask Makoto Takahashi to be the operator, responsible for communicating with readers who call to complain... Should the editors on the editorial side of the monthly magazine seek medical treatment in a hurry because they are too busy, or because they are too trusting? Is there a middle-grade cartoonist?

"Hmm, even though it's a handy job, it's really interesting!" Makoto Takahashi seemed to have thought of something, and the smile on his face became even brighter! Putting down the brush in his hand, Takahashi Makoto sighed to Shizuka, whose face was full of black lines, "The spirit of human beings is really fragile! For example, the little animal that called me at the beginning, I just used a reasonable I tried using my words, but I didn’t even start to use the most basic [Spiritual Corrosion], but I didn’t expect that my defense was broken right away!”

"Break the defense?" Although I have become accustomed to Makoto Takahashi using some game terms to communicate... But it is a habit, and whether you understand it or not is another matter!

"I just said a few words, and then the little animal on the phone actually started crying..." Although he was clearly describing something that would make female readers cry, Takahashi Makoto seemed to be showing off. , facing Jinghe River with a smile on his face, he continued to analyze, "In line with the principle of [everyone is really good when everyone is happy], I deliberately switched the phone to hands-free mode, so that the entire editorial base camp echoed with the sound of that little The cry of animals... Hey, Liuzi, the expressions of those guys on the editor's side were super interesting!"

"Uh...this..." A chill... Jinghe's body began to tremble unconsciously!

"But it's a pity that the cat of my kind betrayed me again at a critical moment!" Makoto Takahashi, who was in high spirits just now, was complaining full of energy now, "That guy of the cat of my kind, not only did he just run away Come and hang up the phone, interrupting my great cause of gaining pleasure from the cries of small animals... The most unforgivable thing is that my beloved cat actually teamed up with the people on the editorial side to expel me!"

"..." If you praise the editors' actions at this time, will you be silenced by the resentful middle-class cartoonist in front of you? Seeing Takahashi Cheng's resentful look, Jinghe chose to remain silent...

In short, no matter what the reason is, Jing Hehe really sympathizes with the hard-working editors on the editorial side of the monthly magazine who have never met him!

"Hey, Liuzi, how is the progress of your new manga?" Looking at the silent Shizuo, Makoto Takahashi suddenly changed the topic, "Although I have said before, once the manga "CLANNAD" is completed, it will It’s time for you to leave, but... have you really realized something?”

"..."

The sudden change of topic was a surprise attack to Jinghe River, who was completely unprepared! Jinghe River seemed to have no idea how to answer Takahashi Makoto, so he could only choose silence at this time... a longer silence than before!

"As expected..." Takahashi Makoto looked at Jinghe River who was silent, but his face showed an expression of "I already know everything"!

"I... Teacher Fenghuangyuan..." After a long silence, Jinghe River, who finally made up his mind, seemed to be ready to confide in Takahashi Makoto. Although he could still hear confusion and uneasiness in his tone when he spoke, it was better than silence without saying a word, right?

"Acheng, we are back!"

"Takahashi Makoto, you crazy guy!"

"Yes, sorry, we are late... um... beep, beep!"

However, there are always some people who disturb the situation at critical moments, such as Ding Ding who looks happy at this moment, such as Ueno Aoi who looks angry at this moment, and Mayuri who looks unnatural at this moment!

"Tsk! The timing is really unfortunate..." Takahashi Makoto complained with a face full of resentment, muttering in a voice that Shizuru could just hear, "Just a little bit, I can become the master of the spirit of Ryuko as a [Guide]! Damn it! Just a little bit, after the little sea otter, I can have another pet to use as I please..."

"...I heard it, Mr. Fenghuangyuan!" Even though Shizuru is an introvert, he feels quite stressed at the moment!

Although the return of the other assistants prevented Takahashi Makoto from starting the side story of [Unraveling Shizuru's Past], fortunately, the return of the assistants gave Shizuru and Takahashi Makoto, who had not had a good rest recently, a chance to breathe... No wonder!

Uncle Dingding, who had a good rest because of the holiday, originally planned to enter the work mode with high morale after resuming his identity as a cartoonist's assistant. However, looking at the comic manuscript on the table, Dingding looked a little uneasy! Not to mention that the number of comic manuscripts piled up is a bit unscientific... After Tintin flipped through a few pages, his expression was quite tangled, and he asked Takahashi Makoto carefully in a puzzled tone: "By the way, Cheng... what are these comic manuscripts? It seems... it seems that they are neither the comic "Dream Eater" nor the comic "CLANNAD"?"

"Huh? Did you take the wrong one?" Takahashi Makoto showed a surprised look on his face, and stood up to look through the comic manuscripts in front of Tintin, "Well... it seems that I really took the wrong one! But I remember this comic... shouldn't it be sealed and exiled to another dimension by me? Why did it suddenly appear here?"

Liar! You must have deliberately taken this out and piled it on my desk! Although he wanted to yell at Makoto Takahashi, Tintin was still an uncle after all, and his mind was relatively mature... He looked at Makoto Takahashi who was in deep thought carefully, and asked expectantly, "Then, Cheng, are these comics that were taken by mistake..."

"Since the comics have appeared in front of you, it means that the wheel of fate has begun to turn... Tintin, this is your fate!" Makoto Takahashi looked at the petrified Tintin with a firm face, and said before the other party spoke, "The existence of entangled causal lines is not something that mere mortals can resist! Don't try to refuse, and don't try to resist, because all of this is the choice of Destiny's Gate!"

"...Is it this again?" Tintin smiled bitterly and seemed to have accepted Makoto Takahashi's words...

"Humph!" Seeing Makoto Takahashi turn his eyes to her, Miss Ueno Aoi immediately looked back with hatred and hostility!

"Tsk, has the rebellious period arrived?" Seeing Ueno Aoi's hostile look, Takahashi Makoto pouted his lips in dissatisfaction, and turned to Mayuri beside him and said, "Mayuri, go finish the comic manuscripts piled on your desk first, and then..."

"Takahashi Makoto!" Ueno Aoi used [Savage Roar] to forcibly interrupt Takahashi Makoto's words!

"Oh my, this tone..." Takahashi Makoto seemed to remember something, and a strange smile appeared on his face. He looked up at Ueno Aoi, whose anger value had reached the limit, and said with a smile, "The little animal who called the monthly editorial headquarters this morning... It turned out to be you!"