Was it you who called for me?
I am Enma Ai. You called me here.
Enma Ai's appearance inexplicably felt incredibly cool. This grim reaper-like figure was actually a girl somewhere between a loli and a young woman.
Chapter 11: The Maid's Habit
Please accept this.
In the draft, Enma Ai handed Hashimoto Mayumi a straw doll tied with a red string.
If you truly wish to release your resentment, untie this red string. Once you do, you will officially enter into a contract with me, and I will immediately banish your resentment to hell. However, once your resentment is released, you must pay yourself as the price. Harm others, and you will ultimately harm yourself. After you die, your soul will also fall into hell. You will be unable to enter paradise; your soul will suffer forever, wandering forever. Even so, is that acceptable?
Pitiful shadow fallen into darkness, cease your harm against others!
A sinful soul. Sorrowful shadow lost in darkness, a soul that scorns harming others and indulges in sin!
Would you like to die once?
I shall take this resentment to hell...
After reading through all the drafts, Matsuda felt there was absolutely nothing wrong with them. They were even perfect to an excessive degree. Normally... even if a submission was accepted, editors would still help authors revise many things. But these chapters needed no revisions at all—they were completely professional-level.
For such drafts to have come from a newcomer was astonishing, even if the other party was highly skilled at art.
"Iida, don't you feel... like this manga seems very familiar? Like we've heard of it somewhere before." Although the manga was excellent, plagiarism was absolutely intolerable. Matsuda felt that the name Jigoku Shoujo and its plot seemed somewhat familiar.
"It's normal for it to