I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

The first day of "ComicMarket98".

Tokyo Ariake International Exhibition Center, Koto District, Tokyo, Japan, is a unique conference building built in 1995 with a top shape like four inverted roofs.

At the gate of the conference building, on the huge staircase well-known as a symbol of the "COMI Holy War", there are already crowds of people who are entering the "pilgrimage".

Although the organizers have repeatedly emphasized the prohibition of "queuing all night", however, the popularity of Comi in summer is too strong, and the "general participants" who come to line up in the middle of the night are still in an endless stream.

"Hey, I finally finished drawing the manuscript before the deadline. Next, it's time to show my true strength..."

Next to the booth not far from the entrance of the venue, with a painter's hat on her head and dark circles on her face that could not be covered by black-rimmed glasses, Moon Shadow Chikusa was leaning against the wall with her arms folded.

Regardless of whether he cares about exposing the identity of the creator, as a "popular painter" and entering the venue early as a "community participant", he naturally doesn't have to stand in front of the booth and sell books like those small clubs.

The positions of the booths starting from the entrance are sorted by the organizer according to the popularity of various associations and companies.

As one of the popular clubs, "2CH Doujin Club" not only ranks in the top position, but also has a dedicated person responsible for the sales of the booth.

Therefore, he only needs to "secretly observe" in the corner with other famous painters with a full face.

"Hmph, even Bi Village Kistler came here in person? Although I don't want to admit it, the quality and creativity of these guys this year are pretty good..."

Looking at the fanbook that he had just bought from several large societies, Yuekage Chikusa sneered.

"...However, compared to my latest "Weird Mud Wrestling Series", it's worthless!"

As the participants continued to enter the venue, the inside of the venue began to become crowded, and long queues lined up in front of the popular booths. Even the "popular painter" Moon Shadow Chikusa was ruthlessly squeezed into the corner.

After all, in addition to the book, the COMIKET venue also sells a variety of weird small commodities such as clothing, bags, dolls, figures, posters, and personal customized thermos mugs.

However, seeing that the pile of books that belonged to him was dwindling rapidly, his heart was full of satisfaction.

A short, fat man with a bulging schoolbag, baseball cap and glasses was crowded into the corner like Yuekage Chikusa.

"Hey, there are more people this year than last year... It's really super hot... If only Araki-kun also came to help line up..."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, took out a bottle of Dr. Pepper from his bag and started drinking.

After that, he put a few "trophies" in his hand into his schoolbag by the way.

I can still see vaguely that there are lunch boxes, wet tissues, fans, energy drinks and other things in the school bag. It looks like a "professional player" who is going to squat here all day.

"Hey, you have a good vision... I actually bought three copies at once."

The sharp-eyed Moon Shadow Qiancao immediately noticed that the other party was holding his own work, "Weird Mud Wrestling Series."

"You said this? Well, Mr. KIYOMI's work, of course, needs to be supported... One book for missionary use, one for collection, and one for personal use are basic common sense."

The chunky man seems to be a very professional fan lover too. He didn't care about the bad environment, took out the "self-use" book, and couldn't wait to look through it.

"This...this heavenly'S fixed'...Look at the sensuality of the side abdomen, the soft texture of the lower abdomen, the white and delicate back, the 36F that can't be restrained by several tentacles, the clear dividing line of the lower body, and the abundance of the thighs , The contours of the calf, and even every tiny toe..."

As he kept flipping the book in his hand, the short fat man uttered endless admiration.

"Your Excellency understands well... being able to be bought by you does not mean that it has insulted my painstaking creation..."

Seeing the exclamation of the "fans" beside him, Yuekage Chikusa showed a contented expression, and walked forward to snatch the notebook from the opponent...

"You... what are you doing... it's hard for me..."

Waiting for the short fat man to react, the book has been returned to him.

"This signature... wait, could it be you..."

On the title page of the book, there are more signatures with "KIYOMI" written in a dancing style.

Just as Yuekage Chikusa left in a handsome posture of "achievement and retreat", a dissatisfied voice came from a short and fat man in the distance: "What's this? That's it? What's the last few pages of painting?"

"Small-eyed Cthulhu? Lily? What kind of old-fashioned thing, except that the eyeballs are slightly creative, the double-headed vibrating eyeballs are essentially indistinguishable from ordinary massage equipment. Where is the depth of the theme? ..."

A drop of cold sweat appeared on the forehead of Mr. KIYOMI's "popular touch".

"...Although she cleverly used the lily theme and matched the unique skill of'eye for an eye', the'fixed eyes' that she used by herself did not fit the various'fixes' unique to mud wrestling. This content Like the last few pages themselves, they are superfluous and overkill..."

"Kiyomi, this guy, must have been making up and breaking up on the eve of the deadline... It seems that this year's winner is still [Beep...] Village Dairy..."

Listening to the pudgy man’s venomous comments with arrows piercing his heart, Moon Shadow Qiancao weakly knelt down at the corner, showing a guilty smile with a guilty conscience.

"Unexpectedly... I was seen... Damn it, [BEEP...] The people in the village dairy industry have no souls and only rely on ** to seduce social animals and rub their enthusiasm..."

That’s right, due to being interrupted by [Eyes of the Gap], drained of inspiration, and tight time, he simply drew [Cthulhu] as the "heroine" and another popular anime heroine in the final few days on the night of the writing. Make up pages.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly ordinary fat man in front of him has a very vicious appreciation ability, and he broke through the "weakness" of his work.

This reminded him of the fear of being dominated by the father of the funder when crowdfunding works for 2ch.

...

"Obviously so many people, why are they still here...If only Mayumi-chan can come together..."

At the same time, the outside venue of Comiket, a dressed-up ancient principle sand, was surrounded by a dead house holding a DSLR with a blush in the middle to take pictures frantically.

As the main member of the "COSPLAY Club" of Tokyo Metropolitan Shinjuku High School, she is wearing soft ears, a white dress with suspenders and a pair of white wings on her back. A certain robot heroine.

She was originally bumpy, nice-looking, and full of vitality. With this slightly tight-fitting dress, she naturally became the "memory card killer" on the court.

However, Gu Yuansha surrounded by the crowd, the smile on his face became more and more unnatural.

It's not because the flash was too concentrated on the inside of her plump fleshy legs that were tightly outlined by white silk...

It's because, among the crowd taking pictures, an office worker dressed up with a bulging and purple spectacles man stared at her facelessly.

His chin was facing the sky, and his entire head turned 180 degrees different from ordinary people.

Resentful spirit.

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