Truth is everywhere within range

"worn out."

Fujiwara Ayano lay on the table, feeling that all the color in her body was gone, leaving only ashes.

At about one o'clock in the afternoon.

Fujiwara Ayano finally re-mosaiced all the fanfics.

At this time, "OO Nights with Monk OO 2" has sold more than 400 copies.

There is only half a day left, plus the subsequent online sales, it is only a matter of time before all 500 copies are sold out.

Even considering the demand, maybe Fujiwara Ayano will have to print more.

"One set is 800 yen, and five hundred copies is 400,000 yen. After deducting costs and labor, the profit margin is very low."

Qiao Qiao did some calculations.

No matter how you look at it, selling doujinshi is not a good way to make money.

However, both buyers and sellers at the venue looked very happy.

Even the fierce Ayano Fujiwara is extremely serious when signing paintings for guests.

"That's what creation is all about."

Xingchuan Yuyan said something from the side.

"What's more, for works like doujinshi made purely out of interest, as long as they can be recognized by other people, it's already very satisfying."

"Hoshikawa-san seems to have a deep understanding."

Qiao Qiao tilted his head.

"Speaking of which, the rain outside doesn't seem to be stopping at all."

Kotokui Masato looked outside through the window.

The whole world became gray, and even the lights in the distance were obscured by the continuous rain.

"The typhoon is expected to make landfall in the afternoon. The staff just came over to contact us and said that the end time has been advanced to three o'clock."

Fujiwara Ayano drank a large amount of water and regained a little color.

"In that case, let's go buy something to eat and come over."

Qiao Qiao glanced at Ya Lizi.

She was of little help in the morning.

I've been reading the book.

Face flushed.

Qiao Qiao felt that she should be given a break.

The strange knowledge has increased too much.

Then he dragged Ya Lizi to the place where food was sold in the venue.

Rice balls, fried chicken, burgers, and cola are all available.

Qiao Qiao ordered a bunch of things, paid, and casually scanned the venue while waiting.

There are still many people.

Qiao Qiao even saw a man who was alone.

"Um?"

Feeling something in his heart, Qiao Qiao carefully observed the other party.

Unlike the girls who were carrying large and small bags, this man had nothing in his hands even though he was carrying a backpack.

His focus was not on the books in the booth, but instead his eyes wandered, glancing randomly at the women.

There were not many boys in the venue, but most of them came with their friends or girlfriends.

This man is very suspicious.

Qiao Qiao thought.

He had seen before that some men would appear at major comic exhibitions, using camera equipment such as mobile phones to secretly take pictures of other women's skirts, and then post them online.

Is this man such a crazy person?

With this in mind, Qiao Qiao handed the receipt to Ya Lizi and followed quietly.

I saw that man walking around as if he had been looking for something. Then, while others were not paying attention, he turned into the stairwell of the non-exhibition area.

"Do you want to confirm the harvest?"

Qiao Qiao touched the pistol in his schoolbag and followed him into the stairwell.

The man, at the corner of the stairs, took out his mobile phone and seemed to be taking notes.

"really."

Qiao Qiao sneaked over and pressed his gun against the opponent's lower back.

"Don't move."

"!"

It wasn't until this moment that the man noticed Qiao Qiao's approach, and his whole body tensed up, unable to move.

"Raise your hands above your head, put them on the back of your head, lean against the wall, don't make any noise, don't make any unnecessary movements."

Qiao Qiao directed.

The other party was at a loss and could only follow Qiao Qiao's words and stand facing the wall.

"Where's the ID?"

Qiao Qiao asked again.

"It's, it's in the backpack."

The other party's voice was trembling.

"I-I can't die here."

He also said something.

Qiao Qiao ignored it and found a student ID card from his schoolbag.

Meiji University, Faculty of Liberal Arts, Kanji Sakagami.

In addition, Qiao Qiao also found a novel.

"Butterfly Falls".

This is Ibuki's latest work.

However, Qiao Qiao felt that this book was a bit inconsistent.

He looked carefully and discovered that although the appearance of the book was similar to that sold outside, there was no barcode or other information, and the subtle binding was different from the actual one.

This is a sample book from the publisher.

Qiao Qiao did not ask the other party directly.

Instead, he channeled the book.

After a while, a question mark appeared on Qiao Qiao's head.

"Wait, are you Ibuki Kanade?"

Qiao Qiao asked.

Yes, judging from the psychic scene, the boy in front of me is the talented beautiful girl writer, Ibuki Kanade.

"???"

Boys have more question marks.

"H-how did you know?"

"Psychic, I am a spiritualist."

Qiao Qiao asked him to turn around and showed his ID.

“Can channeling still be used like this?”

Ibuki played, and Kanji Sakagami was confused.

"I didn't expect Kanade Ibuki to be a boy, and to come to this type of doujinshi sales event. It's really surprising."

Qiao Qiao feels that life is sometimes more exaggerated than novels.

"I'm not here just to buy. Wait, aren't you here at the sales venue?"

Kanji Sakagami asked rhetorically.

"Ahem, I have various reasons."

Qiao Qiao explained.

He asked Ibuki to lower her hands that had been placed behind her head.

After a little questioning, I finally figured out the whole story.

To put it simply, Ibuki is indeed a real person, and she is also a girl. Even in 2016, she was seventeen years old.

She is a girl from the same high school as Kanji Sakagami.

Kanji Sakagami had almost no interaction with the other party, and they only met occasionally on the subway to and from school.

Then in the fall of 2015, Ibuki passed away due to a traffic accident.

A very ordinary accident, there is no story of bitterness or hatred behind it.

The day before Ibuki Kanji's death, Kanji Sakagami had some interactions by chance, really by chance.

It was raining lightly, and Kanade Ibuki forgot to bring her umbrella. She saw Kanji Sakagami, a cheerful girl, and asked Kanji Sakagami to take her to the station. The two of them shared an umbrella and got on the subway. Chatted for a little while.

In the end, Kanji Sakagami was a gentleman and lent his umbrella to Ibuki Kanade, asking her to return it to him the next day.

If the plot of the novel develops, the two people may take this as an opportunity to get acquainted, become familiar with each other, and even start dating, creating a young and innocent story.

But the next day, Ibuki died.

Since Kanji Sakagami's name was on the umbrella, he knew about it relatively early.

The umbrella I got back from Ibuki's family was carefully folded, as if it were new.

After just one week, everyone returned to their normal lives.

A girl dies, but the world keeps turning.

Kanji Sakagami looked at the umbrella and suddenly felt a little empty in his heart.

Therefore, when he wrote a novel and submitted it to Kodansha, Kanji Sakagami subconsciously took the name Ibuki Kanade.

Maybe I want more people to remember this name.

It wasn't until the spring of the next year that Kanji Sakagami learned that he had won the award.

The editor over there seemed to think she was a girl.

After much back and forth, since the publicity had already been sent out, the editorial department suggested that Kanji Sakagami temporarily hide his identity and cooperate with the publicity.

Therefore, Kanji Sakagami became Ibuki Kanade.