Both doujinshi were about Enma Ai.
"Why did you suddenly decide to draw this? And... where did you learn how?"
Rita suddenly did not know what to say. After all... Enma Ai and the others truly existed in this world; they were not fictional characters... Setting aside the fact that comics featuring them had been serialized. After all, they had already come looking for them, though there had been no news recently.
But drawing doujinshi of them and selling them was another matter entirely!
If Enma Ai and the others found these doujinshi, the scene would... definitely be thrilling. Seeing themselves and their subordinates doing that sort of thing in the books, with so many people seeing it and spreading it far and wide.
Even if Enma Ai and the others were indifferent, they would probably feel like killing someone.
"..."
Shiina Mashiro did not answer. In truth, these were not the main things Shiina Mashiro drew, merely works she had used for practice. The doujinshi she had truly poured her heart into was still in the bedroom where she had not slept for quite some time.
That doujinshi... was about Rita.
And compared with Konomi's, she had put even more care into it. Every page had been drawn more than ten times. Every page could have been used as a lewd wallpaper.
If she had not known she could not take them out to sell, she would have wanted to bring those instead. Those were the works she truly cared about.
"How should I put it? They're well drawn... but if you want to take them to the convention, you should still revise them a little. Don't include the parts that are too revealing!"
Seeing that Shiina Mashiro was not telling the truth, Rita thought for a moment, flipped