Reborn In Tokyo After Picking Up Sayu Who Ran Away From Home Chapter 448

   Chapter 448 Two or three things about the Undying River

   Saturday morning.

  Fujian Building in Jimbocho, Manga Department.

   In order to submit the manuscript, Kato Yusuke came here, and was received by the old editor-in-chief Suzuki.

  At the warm invitation of each other, the two came to the editor-in-chief's office together and chatted while making tea.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fujimoto. There is a small situation at the bookstore that we cooperate with. Xiao Kimura was sent to solve the matter. During this time, the old man will accompany you to chat for a while, I hope you Don't despise it."

   "You're welcome, editor-in-chief Suzuki, I'm just here to submit the manuscript today. If you have something to do, you don't have to worry about me."

   "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The old editor smiled and waved his hand, "Everything is done by young people, but I'm very free here, and it's really hard for me to have a chat with someone."

   "Excuse me then." Kato Yusuke replied politely.

   "Don't worry, is it okay for Mr. Fujimoto to drink buckwheat tea?"

   "Okay, sorry to bother you."

   "No~ just a little rough tea, the teacher is really polite."

  After brewing the tea leaves in the teapot, the editor-in-chief poured a cup of tea into a disposable paper cup and sat down on the small sofa for meeting guests.

   "Please use tea."

"Thank you."

   Kato Yusuke reached out and picked up the paper cup, brought it to his mouth, and blew lightly against the mouth of the cup a few times, and a scent of wheat came to his face.

  The color of the tea soup is golden, the texture is clear, and a few grains of buckwheat like small black pearls are deposited at the bottom.

   After taking a sip, a strong bitter taste came in the mouth, the hot tea overflowed in the mouth, and there was basically no other taste except the bitter taste.

  The amount of bitter buckwheat added by the editor-in-chief should be a lot, so the bitterness is more abundant than usual.

   Kato Yu interface took two sips without changing his color, and then put down the cup, feeling like he had taken two sips of Chinese medicine.

"what about the taste?"

   "Well, I feel very healthy, the texture of tartary buckwheat is excellent, and there is no frying, which is very good."

   The old editor sighed in surprise and sat up slightly, "At the age of the teacher, do you usually drink buckwheat tea?"

   Kato Yusuke shook his head and explained:

   "That's not true. I usually drink a little more oolong tea, but I drank it with my grandfather for a while before. He said that this bitter taste is the sweet taste of life, which can make people remember bitter and sweet."

   "The taste of life..."

   The old editor-in-chief murmured, nodded in agreement, his face suddenly felt a little like he had found the news, so he added some tea to his cup and said with emotion:

   "That's a good thing to say. There are very few young people who drink this. Teacher Fujimoto has a very positive family style. It's no wonder that you can cultivate excellent children like you."

   "You passed the prize, I'm just relaying it. I'm not so conscious yet. If I'm outside now, I'll buy oolong tea from a convenience store and drink it."

   "Haha, just to have such an attitude of not being arrogant or impetuous, teacher, you are already very different among your peers, so you don't need to be so arrogant."

   Kato Yusuke didn't say more, picked up the tea and sipped it again.

  The old editor-in-chief also held his own thermos cup, and his eyes fell on the kraft paper bag he placed on the coffee table, and asked, "Speaking of which, is the original manuscript that Mr. Fujimoto is going to hand in today, or ten chapters...?"

   "No, it's five episodes this time. Sorry, there have been a lot of things going on recently."

   "No no~ I didn't mean that. It's more surprising to say that there are five words. After all, the deeds of you and Teacher Xia Shizi are few even in the industry."

   "No, do you want to take a look?"

   "In that case... just wait for me."

   Facing Kato Yusuke's suggestion, the old editor nodded first, then got up and walked behind the desk to get a magazine.

   "This is a sample issue that will be released on Monday. It's not good to keep Fujimoto-sensei idle all the time. If you don't mind, take a look."

   "It's work."

   After Kato Yusuke reached out and took the sample, the editor-in-chief Suzuki also began to look at the manuscript he sent this time.

   After taking the manuscript out of the kraft paper bag, the first thing that catches the eye is the familiar sketch style.

  From chapters 14 to 18, the original manuscripts of the five chapters were pinned with circular pins. The drawings on the comic paper are very neat and there are few traces of modification, which makes people look very pleasing to the eye.

  The old editor-in-chief leaned back on the sofa, held the manuscript in his right hand, and turned the pages with his left thumb and index finger.

   For the plot, he is not very worried. The previous performance of "Chainsaw Man" has proved his brain hole, so the main thing is to see if there is any broken place in the painting.

  After all, the speed of this Fujimoto-sensei's painting is really extraordinary. Even with the help of assistants, it is a staggering thing to be able to submit such a large number of regular manuscripts.

   In the case of "Chainsaw Man" having a good momentum.

   If the popularity and reputation of the work decline due to over-emphasis on speed and neglect of quality, it is tantamount to picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelon, and he never wants to see this situation.

   Not to mention that the old editor-in-chief also has ardent hopes for this work, hoping to rely on "Chainsaw Man" to achieve a counterattack and reverse the pattern of the current comic magazine Yusan in one fell swoop.

   The relationship between the two parties can be said to be both prosperous and detrimental.

   Therefore, if he finds similar signs, he will immediately stop the follow-up supplement arrangement, so that the other party can focus on quality assurance.

   With this idea in mind, the editor-in-chief Suzuki checked the entire 96 pages of the text in his hand, and finally let out a sigh like a sigh, secretly saying that the future is terrifying.

   As always, the style of the comics is very stable, and there is no meaning of shoddy handling of errands. Whether it is literary or martial arts, the performance is stable and consistent.

   Editor-in-chief Suzuki couldn't help but admire this, then raised his head and said, "I've finished reading, Mr. Fujimoto."

   "What do you think?" Kato Yusuke put down the magazine sample, which was much thicker than before, and looked back.

   "Well, impeccable." The other party nodded slightly, and then said with a smile.

   "At the same time, it also made me sure that you are serious about the supplement of your work, teacher, and you have the strength to do it. This is really amazing."

   "No, you can be satisfied."

  The old editor-in-chief put the manuscript back in the file bag, picked up the thermos cup again, took a sip of hot tea, and smiled.

   Satisfied? Of course satisfied!

   After all, he can still be so productive on the premise of ensuring quality. He is not too satisfied with this kind of diligent and diligent treasure author. Any publishing house will not reject such a treasure.

   In a good mood, he couldn't help but joke.

   "To be honest, I didn't really believe that you had such perseverance, but now it seems that maybe I can look forward to the magazine sales this time again~"

   Kato Yusuke shook his head, "You are joking, editor-in-chief Suzuki, you are still in the old age, and such a title does not suit you."

   "Teacher Fujimoto is good at everything, except that he is relatively humble. The sales of magazines and questionnaires are not deceiving, and 30% of our readers are now brought by you, you can be more proud!

   Rather, if there is another author like you, I can retire with peace of mind. "

  The old editor stopped here, thinking of the last industry seminar and some unpleasantness that happened at that time, his face became slightly gloomy.

   Kato Yusuke saw the change on his face, so he asked, "Is there something wrong? Editor-in-chief Suzuki."

   "No, it's just that I suddenly thought of a few old ones, which made you laugh, teacher."

  The old editor-in-chief thought for a while, and told him what happened at the last industry seminar.

  It's simple to say, in fact, the editor-in-chief Suzuki wanted to take advantage of the recent popularity of "Chainsaw Man" and ran to the seminar to put on a wave, and it was indeed successful at the beginning.

   He didn't even need to take the initiative to speak, and some representatives of the publishing house showed him the recent sales of the magazine for him, and they were very admiring and envious of him.

   The old editor-in-chief looked modest on the surface, but he was very relaxed and contented, but in the end, someone refused to let him do so.

   Before he could be immersed in this emotion for a while, the three old rivals headed by the Manga Yusan Family started to run on him.

Although they congratulated their editorial department on their achievements, the **** arrogant attitude made people very uncomfortable, and it was as if their family was completely hit by bad luck before they could sign the "Chainsaw Man". A work.

   Although it does mean something like that...but that's my own business anyway! Our own family can speak our own language, which is your turn to point out the country?

   The old editor-in-chief, who was still happy at first, immediately became unhappy, and immediately started a quarrel with the three yin and yang strange old things.

  It's a pity that he was alone and weak after all, and with the cooperation of the three representatives of the conference, he still suffered a small and no small deflation.

  Although there is no substantial damage to this matter, it still makes people feel blocked, and even the joy originally touted by those other magazines has disappeared.

   The old editor-in-chief became more and more angry, with a blushing face and a thick neck.

   Kato Yusuke listened calmly, pondered for a while, and then said: "I probably understand what you mean, but has the sales of "Shounen Undead" dropped recently?"

   "No, thanks to you, the current sales are basically maintained at about 600,000 copies, but the growth is a little slow."

   "Slowly, that is, still rising, right?"

   "That's right!"

   "How about the recent sales of other magazines?"

   "The top works of Kodansha and Shogakukan, the plot of this issue has reached a climax. Although it has not been fully counted, the sales volume is expected to be about one million copies."

   As for Shueisha's "Youth Jump", because the gap between the two sides is too large, the old editor didn't say it.

   Kato Yusuke thought for a moment and said, "I think, editor-in-chief Suzuki, are you too anxious? In fact, as long as the magazine's sales are still growing, it's fine."

   "I know that too."

   The old editor-in-chief shook his head with a wry smile.

   "If it was in the past, I wouldn't care about it, but now... ah, probably with your participation, teacher, I have a little more hope. I hope that one day Immortal River can become the royal family of comic magazines."

   As if to hide the true feelings he showed at the moment, he started to pick up the thermos cup to drink tea.

   "—if you care about it."

   Kato Yusuke pondered for a moment.

   "Although I can't guarantee anything, "Chainsaw Man" is actually a late-stage work, and the dark lines and worldview of the work have not yet been fully developed.

   In this respect, I don't think the response then will be at least as bad as it is now. "

   "Thank you for your comfort, Fujimoto-sensei."

   The old editor said in a somewhat apologetic tone: "Sorry, I seem to have added unnecessary pressure to you, I hope you don't mind."

   Kato Yusuke first said no, and then continued.

   "You don't have to pay too much attention to other people's evaluations. In the end, comics still have to talk about the content. Being ahead today does not mean that you will always be ahead."

   "There is such a saying in my hometown, "Thirty years of Hedong and thirty years of Hexi, don't bully the poor, maybe you can think about it this way."

   The old editor-in-chief who heard this couldn't help but be startled, and then his eyes immediately lit up.

   "That's a good thing to say! Mr. Fujimotoki!" He applauded, clapping his hands like this, and his whole body instantly cheered up, feeling a little awakened.

   - "Thirty years of Hedong and thirty years of Hexi, don't bully the poor!"

   seems to be deeply touched. The old editor-in-chief repeated this sentence silently, and his mind gradually warmed up.

  Just like this, the two chatted for a while, and Kato Yusuke, who had been waiting for Kimura to return, didn't wait any longer, and simply got up and said goodbye.

   And after sending him away, that sentence still echoed in the old editor's mind.

   In order not to let himself forget, after returning to the desk, he took out a black notepad from the drawer, and wrote the sentence on the blank page of the home page.

  Looking at the golden sentences recorded in the book, the old editor-in-chief felt a burning sensation after a long time. He slapped the table heavily and recited it loudly and loudly.

   "-Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young poor!"

   At the moment when the word "poor" has not completely fallen...

  "—I'm sorry, Lord Suzuki..."

  The door of the office was suddenly pushed open with a squeak, and Kimura, who was wearing glasses, walked in and was stunned for a moment.

   The old editor-in-chief immediately stopped.

  The two looked at each other silently.

   Familiar embarrassment spread across the room.

   After a long time, the editor-in-chief Suzuki closed his open mouth and asked with a dark face, "...Why don't you knock on the door when you come in?"

  The dusty Kimura was stunned by this, then swallowed a saliva, swallowed the phrase "Knocked, you didn't hear" in his throat, and bowed his head.

   "Yes! I'm really sorry—!"

   The old editor-in-chief squinted at him silently, feeling a little suspicious about whether he did this on purpose, and then silently put away his notepad.

   became majestic again.

   (end of this chapter)

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