The Doujinshi Is Finished, and the Girls Go to Sleep / The Manga Begins with the Dolphin Girl ...

"The tea is ready, please come and have some. Also... Kouko-san, you shouldn't look at that kind of garbage that only pursues personal desires; it'll pollute your eyes," Shirou said irritably.

"Oh, in Japan, 'I-novels,' which focus on depicting one's inner thoughts and are unrestrained by external constraints, were quite popular for a while. What humanity wants to explore in literature is to reveal the raw essence of human nature, whether it's the inherent flaws of humanity or a nation, or the critique or interpretation of the various evils of human nature. Great writers like Dazai Osamu and Kafka did just that," Utaha Kasumigaoka retorted without backing down.

"So, senior, do you think these authors who deeply understand the flaws of humanity have improved their character in real life?" Shirou asked the woman. If they really did, he hoped this young woman could learn from them.

"Well, maybe they tried, or maybe they gave up after trying. After all, the characters in a work don't necessarily have to be based on ourselves in reality. Don't famous writers often incorporate characters they dislike into their works?" Utaha Kasumigaoka said.

Although what she said made sense, it was not convincing. However, this senior student was able to justify everything she did.

"Fine, senpai, you should eat something." Shirou said irritably, taking a long, thin biscuit and stuffing it into the girl's mouth to shut her up.

"I told you, I'm not eating anymore, boohoo..." Utaha Kasumigaoka's mouth was stuffed full, and her eyes widened.

"No, staying up late at night is very harmful to the body. I need to replenish my nutrition properly. Well then, Kouko-san, please enjoy your meal. I'm going upstairs now." After saying that, Shirou walked upstairs.

"Shirou-kun... he's really tough." Utaha Kasumigaoka blushed and muttered, but she still ate the cookie Shirou handed her in small bites. It seems she still has a long way to go before she can become a queen who can manipulate boys like in novels.

Meanwhile, Murasaki Shikibu, the famous author of "The Romance of the Young Liu Bei," buried her face in her book, but occasionally raised her eyes to secretly observe the interaction between the two, lost in thought. The daily life of a young man and several girls' youthful romances was truly fascinating, and as the soul of an author, she decided to continue observing.

Chapter 693 The doujinshi is finished, the girls are asleep.

Shirou went upstairs, and before he even opened the door, he heard Eriri and Hime no Toki crying.

Eriri said with a very unpleasant expression, "Ah... I think I was just having a nightmare. I lost money publishing a doujinshi and went bankrupt. Then I was deceived by a bad woman and sold to a circus to be a clown. I was being played by Monkey in there."

"Even the Princess had a dream, a dream that all her prized figurines were cut up by a wicked woman. All of them, absolutely nothing left..." Hime no Toki said, clutching her head in despair.

"I have a pretty good idea what's going on... Anyway, let's have some dessert to replenish our energy. We won't be able to sleep until dawn." Shirou shook his head, walked to the table, placed the fragrant baked goods on it, and said to the two of them.

With a mournful face, Hime no Toki jumped off the chair and threw herself into Shirou's arms, saying, "Thank you! It always feels so reassuring to have Shirou by my side, like being in my mother's warm embrace!"

"I don't need a daughter who wants me to help draw doujinshi," Shirou muttered helplessly.

"I don't care, Shirou- chan, you have to help me again tonight."

Hime no Toki no longer dares to hope for any romantic relationships. She does have thoughts like getting married to Shirou, but the competition is too fierce. For a couch potato like her, it's too difficult and beyond reality, so she gives up after thinking about it.

However, for the sake of her own happy later life, she decided to cling to Shirou's mother's coattails. Even if they couldn't live together, they would live next door and freeload off her every day, ensuring a lifetime of culinary bliss was the only reasonable thing to do.

"Alright, alright, after I finish my own page, I'll take over yours," Shirou said helplessly.

"Shirou! Don't spoil the Princess too much. She's just greedy, a bully who picks on the weak and fears the strong, and always expects others to do everything for her—that's her lazy nature," Eriri reminded her from the side.

"Yes, thank you~! Princess will remember Shirou's kindness in kissing you for the rest of her life~!" Seeing that she had gotten away with it, Hime no Toki immediately let go of his hand, sat down at the tea table, looked at Shirou with shining eyes, and made a solemn vow, although it was not convincing at all.

"Eriri, even if you secretly wanted Shirou's help, you didn't say it. Now it's too late. Don't be jealous of the Princess." Hime no Toki looked at the blonde girl with a smug smile and said.

"Who's as shameless as you?" Eriri said.

"Alright, alright, have some dessert, then let's keep working hard." Shirou took out a knife, cut open the pancake, then picked up a small pot and poured pure maple syrup into the cut, allowing the soft and delicious pancake to fully absorb the delicious syrup.

"Don't let the Princess's appearance fool you, she comes from a very noble family. In the past, she couldn't even dress herself," Princess Hime no Toki said with a smug look.

I don't know what's so great about that.

"However, the workload this time really exceeded my expectations. Princess clearly planned to work hard for three hours every day and easily finish it in a month. I didn't expect the result to turn out like this. Mmm~! So sweet~! I feel like I've been living for this moment all along." Hime no Toki Osakabe said thoughtfully, resting her chin on her hand. She picked up a small piece with her fork and put it in her mouth. The sugary sweetness, full of happiness, immediately melted into her mouth, stimulating her taste buds.

"This is all your fault for playing games all night and sleeping during the day, and not doing any work at all!" Eriri complained.

Time will neither increase nor decrease; whether you are daydreaming, dozing off, or doing something, time will pass second by second. If a person concentrates on doing something, it feels as if time slows down.

Of course, in reality, time is the fairest thing for all living things. When people come out of a state of high concentration, they are often surprised to find that so much time has passed.

While time itself is neither long nor short, the way it is used can vary greatly. People who overcome procrastination can naturally accomplish more in a day than those who procrastinate, and this skillful use of time, over time, will create a significant difference between people.

At this moment Shirou and the girls, because even drawing doujinshi was something that took hundreds of hours, had given up play and easier ways to pass the time. Since they had put in the effort, they naturally hoped to get a good result.

After eating their fill and replenishing their energy, the girls became serious. After several hours of hard work, Shirou and the girls finally finished their task. At six o'clock in the morning, they organized the manuscript and faxed it to the printing factory.

Then I called to confirm.

Eriri put down the phone and flashed a V-sign at everyone.

"Great! Yay! We finally did it, Eriri- chan!" Hime no Toki hugged Eriri and cheered.

"Gyoubu-chan~!" Eriri hugged her back and said.

Only then did everyone relax from their tense and overworked state.

"Great! I'll go to the kitchen and make some breakfast. After everyone has eaten, those who want to rest can go and relax." Shirou said, rolling up his sleeves and walking towards the kitchen.

Utaha Kasumigaoka yawned lazily and casually remarked, "Ah~! It's finally over. I'll go take a nap. Yeah... Shirou, I'll go lie down in your room for a bit."

Utaha Kasumigaoka spoke casually and in a low voice, not intending for Shirou to hear her clearly, and then walked towards the room where Shirou had been staying for the past few days.

"Wait! Utaha Kasumigaoka! If you want to sleep, why don't you just sleep in the guest room? You can choose any empty room in my house~!" Eriri jumped out alertly, her two ponytails flying high, and quickly called out to Utaha Kasumigaoka.

"Oh dear, do you really want me to sleep in your filthy room?" Utaha Kasumigaoka walked up to Eriri, leaned out to sniff her neck, and then took two steps back.

"What... are you doing?" Eriri was startled by Utaha Kasumigaoka's sudden action and asked in surprise.

Utaha Kasumigaoka waved the hand in front of her nose in disgust, saying, "Ugh... you stink. You're covered in mold. How about you take a shower? Oh, sorry, this is the smell of blonde loser dog bacteria. I'll never get rid of it in this lifetime."

"What!? Who's the dog?!" Eriri pulled at her clothes, lowered her head to sniff, and retorted, "It doesn't stink at all!"

"Oh, Eriri... what a pitiful child. Yes, you have European blood, so your body is naturally larger, and you're already used to the smell."

Eriri was startled and began to doubt herself. In a panic, she ran back to the boy in the kitchen and asked, her mouth full, "Shirou... I don't smell bad at all, right?"

"Wait a minute, Eriri, don't come any closer right now," Shirou said, his back to Eriri.

"!!!" Eriri felt as if struck by lightning, frozen in place.

"Wait, I'll be right there." Shirou, who was frying eggs, held a frying pan in each hand and flipped the eggs over at the same time. Oil droplets flew up and the slightly charred egg whites emitted an enticing aroma.

"Alright, ah..." Shirou smiled and turned around, only to see the blonde girl with tears welling up in her eyes, her lips pursed in a wronged manner, looking like she was about to burst out.

"Um, Eriri... I mean, I wasn't feeling well just now..." Shirou was about to explain, but the blonde girl had already run upstairs.

"Waaaaah!! Shirou... you idiot!!!" Eriri, tears streaming down her face, ran back upstairs to her room.

"Hmph... Never mind, I'll just go to the guest room." Utaha Kasumigaoka also turned and walked towards the guest room.

"Ah, is anyone still ordering breakfast?" Shirou asked, looking at Hime no Toki and Kouko-san who remained there.

"Shirou- chan..."

"Shirou-kun..."

Both Hime no Toki and Kouko-san gave Shirou a subtle look, sighed, and shook their heads.

Chapter 694 Comic Con Opens with the Dolphin Girl

Finally, the day of the Comic Market arrived. All the hotels near the convention center were fully booked, and the buses and subways along the route were packed with women.

However, Shirou and the girls stayed home to rest, because it wasn't Shirou's or the girls' day at the doujinshi market. The first day of Comic Market is a carnival for women, or to put it bluntly, it's practically Fujoshi Day. Today, Comic Market mainly features products targeted at women, including fujoshi, reverse harem, and shoujo romance themes, in addition to fujoshi.

So Shirou, Eriri, and the others who stayed up all night yesterday chose to rest at home, while Hime no Toki, with dark circles under her eyes, rushed over without fear and with great enthusiasm. For her, the Holy War had already begun.

The next morning, Kouko-san drove Shirou and the others to the vicinity, and then walked into the park. In the distance, they could see the Tokyo Big Sight, which consisted of several inverted pyramids—truly a regular venue for commercials.

When Shirou and his friends arrived, the place was already packed with people, forming a long, folded snake-like line from the entrance to the exit.

Fortunately, they were registered members of a club who had been invited to sell their goods here, so they put on signs and entered the inner passage.

In reality, only Shirou, Hime no Toki, and Kouko-san. Kaori actually participated in the event. Although it was nominally a five-person club, Eriri was a British noblewoman, and her father was a British ambassador abroad. Naturally, her family would not allow her to appear in public as a doujinshi artist.

As a light novel author, Utaha Kasumigaoka's image and reputation are crucial in an era where all professions are becoming idolized. Just like voice actors use stage names when dubbing eroge or anime series, light novelist Utaha is not allowed to do anything that would lower her status.

The Comic Con event lasts for three days. On the first day, the majority of attendees are women, and the merchandise displayed is also geared towards women, making it a festival for women.

The second day is the most diverse day for interaction, with even greater foot traffic than the first day. Various merchandise, including comics, games, and related items, will be available, and well-known game, animation, and music groups will also be holding events here.

The last day is dedicated to fan-made comics with color, and this is when the crowds are at their highest.

The convention starts at 10:00 AM, but if you don't want to miss the items you want to buy, you should usually arrive before 6:00 AM. In fact, every time a comic convention opens, there are always brave souls queuing up overnight.

To be among the first to enter, they would start queuing at least as early as 3 or 5 a. m. The competition was so fierce, all for love, that people called it Holy War.

Of course, if you don't want to queue or rush to buy anything, and just want to experience the atmosphere of the 'Holy War', you can arrive between the opening and noon. The cosplayers will be mostly ready, so it's also the photographers' time.

It was almost ten o'clock, and all the vendors had taken their places and arranged their various goods for sale.

Inside the venue, they took turns selling doujinshi. Since Eriri and Utaha wouldn't be present, the sales were handled by Hime no Toki and Murasaki Shikibu. Shirou was originally going to help, but Hime no Toki had asked him to buy doujinshi for her. Murasaki Shikibu also wanted a novel, so she asked Shirou to help her as well.

"Shirou- kun, you absolutely have to buy these two. It's fine if you can't carry all the full-size body pillows, but please bring back one of the smaller pillows for His Highness the Crown Prince. Absolutely, even if you have to steal it, you have to get it for me. If you don't get it, I'll punish you by making you use it as a body pillow and sleep with it!" Hime no Toki said to Shirou very seriously.

"I know, I'll do my best to buy it for you," Shirou honestly replied.

"Please, there should be several teachers selling their works today. Although they are all short stories, they are all from many years ago, and even their game works are extremely rare and precious. I really want to see them as soon as possible, so please, Shirou-kun." Murasaki Shikibu said, her cheeks flushed, looking at Shirou with great interest.

"I understand, leave it to me, Kouko-san." After all, queuing is physically demanding, so Shirou readily agreed to the suggestion. As he was about to set off, the blonde girl with twin tails followed him.

"Shirou, I'll go with you." Eriri, wearing a hat and a trench coat, quietly approached Shirou. Although she wouldn't be selling herself, she was still very interested in the activities here, so she secretly followed him. Then, she entered by showing her identification.

Shirou walked through several stalls and sensed the presence of Servant. Although he didn't see them in person, he could imagine that the Servant of writers like Andersen, Shakespeare, Alexandre Dumas were in some corner, displaying the works they wrote to satisfy their own perverse tastes, making fools of readers, and then hiding there laughing merrily.

There's also a place that specializes in selling music CDs, and inside there's a man with long, messy green hair who stands out.

It was Mozart, that pervert, who was searching for extreme, grotesque books with similar tastes. Although, for someone with such a vile personality, apart from Marie, there were hardly any other humans left who deserved his respect, and he treated everyone else as nothing more than excrement.

However, he also had a magnanimous heart, accepting humanity as worthless as excrement, and was willing to share his genius music with all mankind, as if he were playing next to a cesspool.

He happily borrowed the electronic keyboard and casually played impromptu tunes. Although he might be considered a scoundrel in terms of personality, he was an absolute genius in music, a treasure that God gave to mankind.

As soon as the music started, it attracted people's attention. The music area, which was not crowded before, soon had hundreds of people gathered around, listening intently to the amazing performance.

An aura, like that of a demonic invasion, emanated from the surroundings, seemingly carrying the fluctuations of a fantasy world, about to materialize from the virtual and affect the real world.

To avoid getting involved with Mozart and causing trouble, Shirou pulled Eriri away and continued shopping for the items on the list that Hime no Toki and Kouko-san had written for their party.

In this world, because fantasy worlds are so easily created, they have a greater impact on people's minds. Especially in places like CM anime conventions, good fantasies and bad fantasies are all mixed together, creating a chaotic and magical realm. Ordinary people, unaware of the rules of this world, are very likely to be drawn into some kind of event.

For example, some people have entered places like Raccoon City, Silent Hill, and Hinamizawa Village because of this, and as a result, they came out with mental illness and were sent to mental hospitals.

Shirou arrived at another stall, one brimming with a marine theme. In his eyes, the entire area was filled with the blue ocean, with dolphins swimming around. People seemed to genuinely love the stories created by the stall's owner, their heartfelt appreciation drawing out the power of a fantasy world.

This is the rising star club that emerged just last year, 'ST. Orléans'! It consists of Saint Joan of Arc of Arc, dressed in a cool sportswear and swimsuit with her hair tied in a ponytail, and Queen Marie Antoinette, also dressed in a swimsuit and wearing a straw hat.

It's supposed to be a romance doujinshi for all ages, but for some reason, the content always seems to involve explosions and weapons. For example, normally the protagonist would be carrying bread, yelling that she's going to be late for school, and then bump into the male lead—a fateful encounter. But in this story, she's carrying a grenade and accidentally pulls the pin.

For example, the female protagonist, in order to get the other person's phone number, actually pulled out an RPG and bombarded the male protagonist's phone; such plots are completely incomprehensible.

However, this seemingly nonsensical development has also received praise from people in other aspects.

Some people even managed to glean profound meanings from the fan fiction, and were moved to tears.

Chapter 695 The Rampage in the Ocean World and Akira Rinko

This work by ST. Orléans revolves around the story of a young girl in a marine conservation volunteer team and a boy in a hunting party, much like Romeo and Juliet, where the male and female protagonists are born in opposing places.

During a shipwreck, a young girl was swept into the sea and rescued by a hunting crew. The kind-hearted girl fell in love with a strong and reliable boy, but she couldn't bear to watch the hunting crew harm the sea creatures, so their relationship faced opposition.

Finally, the girl from the volunteer team summoned a secret weapon left behind by the deep-sea Atlantis, which destroyed the entire hunting party's fleet in one blow, and she lived happily ever after with the boy.

Perhaps this is the power of holy maiden. Back then, she was illiterate, yet she successfully persuaded the crown prince to go to the battlefield and lead troops to victory, bringing a miraculous victory to France, which had been in decline. Now, when that passionate and earnest heart is fully devoted to creating fan fiction, the miraculous fan fiction is created.

Add to that Queen Marie, and you have a generation of fashion icons who led global trends, attracting attention wherever they went, and possessing exceptional artistic and aesthetic tastes.

The collaboration between the two resulted in this outstanding work.

At this moment, someone bought the work, read it, and then queued up to return, standing in front of the blonde girl and bursting into tears.

"I never expected to see such a comic book here. It's so moving. I feel like I'm the protagonist suffering... But... if I had worked as hard as the protagonist back then, then... Well..." The man spoke sincerely, tears of regret welling in his eyes. He bowed to the girl and said loudly.

"Please lift your head. As long as you are alive in this world, it is not over yet. God is watching over us. Every person is given a corresponding value by the Lord, and no one is useless. Let us work hard together from now on, both in our works and in our lives."

The blonde girl reached out and grasped the man's hands, looking at him affectionately, showing no disgust even though a long snot was still hanging from his nostrils. At that moment, she was radiating Holy Light.

"Yes!!! Teacher Jeanne d'Arc, I will follow you for the rest of my life!" the man said, sniffling and deeply moved.

"I'm so touched. Please let me follow in your footsteps, Teacher Jeanne d'Arc!"

"Me too!"

The people around were deeply moved by the artwork, raising their hands and shouting their praises.

Even those who were initially drawn in by the beautiful girls' swimsuits were deeply moved upon seeing the work of Jeanne d'Arc and Marie.

"I really didn't expect... their works could reach this level." Shirou exclaimed in admiration. He hadn't expected to encounter Jeanne d'Arc here. But was she planning to preach here? Wouldn't she be afraid of causing misunderstandings?

"Yeah, they're really amazing! I can't believe they're newcomers who only started making doujinshi in the last year." Eriri walked over and exclaimed in admiration.

At that moment, people's thoughts reached a new height, flowing from individuals to the ocean above the stalls. The immense energy caused the ocean world to stir.

"Whoa, glug glug!" Eriri cried out as she looked at the water falling from the sky. She was immediately enveloped by the rushing water, her mouth filled with water, and she couldn't speak. She was swept into the illusory water, her petite body sinking into the seabed of another world.

"Eriri! Hang in there! I'm coming to save you!" Shirou quickly dived into the water in the fantasy world and swam towards where Eriri was sinking.