Guinevere Baroque has a secret.
It includes shipping the two popular Demon Hunters of the Moniyan Empire, Alucard x Granger.

She was contented with her secret shipper life when fate had other plans.



Story was inspired by Mister Zei's fanart comics and Mr. Paxley's fanarts. Cover art from Arte.

Also available in Wattpad which includes bonus chapters + comics with the same title.

After science class, Clay and Erica are walking together.

"So, are you going to tell me why you don't like girls?" Erica asks Clay.

"Not too loud, do you want everybody here to hate me?" Clay tells Erica.

"Fine, let's talk quieter", said Erica in a lower voice.

"I had my heart was broken by a girl, when I was in elementary, and since then I don't like any girls, young, old, teens, you get my point", Clay admitted in a whisper.

"So, do you have friends that happen to be friends?" Erica asks Clay in a whisper.

"I hung out with girls, but I distance myself enough so none of the girls get a crush on me", Clay whispers.

"You can't avoid that forever", said Erica in a whisper.

"I can try", Clay insisted in a whisper.

"So, you will date guys?" Erica asks in a whisper.

"No, I just won't date", said Clay in a whisper.

"Even if a star like me asked you out?" Erica asks Clay in a whisper.

"I would never get that close", Clay whispers, as he walks away.

"What if I don't turn away?" Erica asks Clay in a whisper, in front of Clay.

"You are really testing me", said Clay.

"Is that a problem?" Erica asks Clay.

"Yes, no, maybe", said Clay, then walked away.

"You haven't been tested, let me guess you are the normal nice boy that nobody really tests", Erica figured out.

"You are correct, and my dad wants me to change that", Clay admits it.

"Maybe we can change that", said A voice.

Clay and Erica turn around to see Matthew and Melvin.
"If you want to be our friend", said Melvin.

"Of course", said Clay.

"Wait, how long, were you listening?" Erica asks Matthew and Melvin, being cautious.

"The whole time, sorry", Matthew admitted.

"You probably think it's silly", said Clay.

"Nah, it's totally normal to have trust issues after that", said Melvin.

"But, you know you didn't answer whether you would like to date a guy", Matthew pointed out.

"Like said, not going to happen", said Clay.

"I have a feeling you are wrong", said Erica.

"Interesting, you wanna bet?" asked Melvin.

"Sure", said Erica.

"Oh, so the pop star likes to bet. Ten dollars if I'm right", said Melvin.

"Twenty dollars, if you're wrong", said Erica.

"Uh, is this really happening?" asked Clay.

"Yup, and you're actually starting to sound like a normal boy around this age", Matthew pointed out.

"That was an off comment and that doesn't help explain how I can keep this up", said Clay.

"Easy, follow our lead", said Melvin.

''Yeah and don't worry, we won't lead you astray", said Matthew.

Clay looks at Erica, and asks "You really want to be my friend?" 

"Yes, after all you are kind, not fake, and  you don't care about my career; you see me as a normal person", Erica points out.

"Great'', said Clay, then hugs Erica.

Erica and Clay separate.

"I'm sorry, I'm a hugger", Clay apologizes to Erica. "I probably should get rid of that''.

"Well, put in the maybe section", said Melvin. "Until group hug".

Melvin pulls Matthew, Clay, and Erica for a group hug.

Bell rings.

"Great, I'm going to be late for my second period", said Clay.

"Where is it?" asked Matthew.

"It's across the hall", said Clay.

Melvin breaks up the hug, takes Clay's hand, and they head to class 24b; which is right by the boy's bathroom.

"Thanks, Melvin", said Clay, then looked at Melvin. "Do you go to class here?"

"No, my class is gym, see ya after class", said Melvin, then runs off.

Clay enters art class.

In art class, there were canvases, students painting, and the teacher was talking.

The teacher has short black hair, white skin, wearing a red shirt with red swirls, blue jeans with dark blue stripes, and white shoes.

The teacher's name is Mr. Yasser.

Mr. Yasser turns to Clay, looks at his clipboard, and asks "And you are?''

"Clay Sato'', said Clay.

"Well, Clay, you can sit in-between The boy with rainbow hair and the boy with pink hair", said Mr. yasser.

Clay walks to his seat, and sits down.

The boys who are sitting beside Clay smile at him.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Cloud 9", said the boy who has rainbow hair, which is unicorn-shaped on the top, then points to the boy who has short pink hair. "His name is Casper, he doesn't talk much".

Casper shakes Clay's hand.

"Pleasure to meet you too", said Clay.

"And I'm Belle, pleasure to meet you", said Belle.

Belle has short red hair in the front, and long hair in the back.

Clay shakes Belle's hand, and says "It's great to meet all of you, what were we doing?''

"Drawing our favorite characters from cartoons", said Cloud 9.

"Here's some paper", said Belle, as she puts paper on the desk by Clay.

"Thank you", said Clay.

"And we have to use colored pencils, so if you don't have any they are at an empty desk by the door", said Belle.

"Thank you very much", replied Clay.

Clay got out colored pencils that were in his bookbag, put them on his desk, and zipped his bookbag back up.

"So, who are you going to draw?" asked Belle, curiously.

"Tadao from Gambles and Shares", said Clay.

"You mean that cartoon that got cancelled because it influenced gambling as a good thing for teens with the main character being gay?" asked Belle.

"Yup, I've been making my own comics for the show", said Clay.

"No way!" exclaimed Cloud 9 and Belle.

"Yeah, if you want I can show it to you some time", Clay offered.

"I would love to see it", said Belle.

"Me too", said Cloud 9.

Casper gives Clay a thumbs up.

"Well, my comics are right here", said Clay, as he gets the comics out of his bag.

Belle looks through the comics at top speed and smiles.

"Okay, here's another one", said Clay, giving one comic to Casper and Cloud 9.

"This art is amazing, and the dialogue is just like from the show", said Cloud 9.

"I like how he has an apprentice in this", said Belle.

Clay smiles at all the compliments he is being given.

Mina and Sam go through many lovable moments, which makes them a happy couple

Have you ever experienced "changes" throughout your life; well if you did, then you will probably relate to the Webtoon Urban Animal by Justin Jordan/John Amor. 


Author 

Once again, I do have some more concrete info on the authors of the webtoon. Justin has been writing comics for over ten years, which include the Luther Strode series, Spread death of love, and the Family trade for image comics specifically while John has lent his artwork for Judas: Last Days for Idw, One week in the library for image comics, etc. The inspiration for Urban animals, in particular, was Ben 10, Filipino folklore, Beast boy, animal man, John Carpenter's The Thing, Megaman, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and Archie comics. 

Summary 

Meet Joe Gomez: an average teenager with close friends, loving parents, and even a band. However, like all teenagers growing up has caused him to go through certain...changes only instead of squeaky voices and acne Joe instead becomes a literal animal. For you see my dear friends, it's revealed that Joe is secretly a force of nature given form: a chimera. An immortal being that reincarnates throughout its infinite lifespan with the ability to turn into Earth's many animals. And as Joe is thrust upon a world beyond his imagining, he must learn to embrace it if he has any hope to protect what he loves. 

Characters 

Joe Gomez: Joe is our admirable hero. While he has shown to be awkward and easily flustered, his new life as a chimera has made girls the least of his worries. He is completely willing to put his life on the line for his friends and family, even if it does mean a night butt naked and imminent death. And while he doesn't have much of a grasp on his powers, he is a very quick study as he has so far adapted to his new role as protector while trying to answer the question. He is your average Joe, or simply the latest reincarnation in the chopping block.

Corkinadale: A chimera that has lived far longer than most what he lacks in strength he makes up for in wisdom. While he does have his purposes for Joe right now, he just wants the kid to survive as he gives him the lowdown on living the chimera life. But as with any man who's lived long in a career where many die young, he has many skeletons. 

Overview/Good stuff

Urban animal has a very gritty comic book art style which can make the many transformations and transitions pop as it's always stylized. The creators researched the anatomy of many animals to create some downright awesome creations (Ex: rhino-horse hybrid, T-Rex, and Frog like monstrosities). Of course, the color scheme used to display these creatures is also on point. The transformations cause the fights to have a lot of momentum, dynamics, and brutality. The Pacing is also an incredibly strong point. Every chapter gives you a great sense of fulfillment. Typical melodrama between Joe and his cast could last chapters is handled pretty fast. Every character makes the most of their respective screen time, so even if they don't have much to offer, that doesn't mean they have nothing to say. The creators do an awesome job of making them all feel unique and likable, which is important for later arcs in the plot. The mystical world of chimeras is one I can't get enough of. It is a great way of establishing an engaging urban fantasy with amazing body horror. So far, the various seasons have given us parasites that turn men into monsters, humans who have devoured the power of chimeras for themselves and secret societies that gave created much of the folklore you see now. Effectively we have a world that feels concrete but also unlimited.
An example of that is in the Chimeras tiers of power. From weakest to strongest, we have changelings that can only transform into one animal, swarms that can become one of many, skin dancers that can turn into the same genus of animal. Beastmasters can transform into multiple animals at once for more power, and real chimera can manipulate nature itself like plants. 

If that weren't enough for you, then maybe you'll enjoy an interaction as old as time itself: Author and Reader. I've never seen creators interact this much with an audience before; they leave consistent comments to answer any questions and drum up even more drama from time to time. As someone who is also a resident author himself, this was a very welcome surprise.


Epilogue 

Urban animal is a great story that will probably be even greater with time. I can't wait to see what happens next, but in the meantime, I wonder what form my spotlight will take next as well.

Just a simple person is trying to shine a little light on the beautiful world of webtoon. With a splash of sarcasm, narration, and spitfire along the way.  And who knows I might have other segments just for the hell of it.

Hazel had fun listening to Eva go on. She was a very humorous storyteller; as a writer it must come with the territory. 
She had never met anyone like her but she supposed it was her own limited experience. Having only ever lived in two fairly close areas of the country she hadn't realized how different life could be for people in other states. Georgia seemed almost like another planet. 
After a while, when she realized she hadn't contributed enough, Hazel told stories about life as a starving artist and all of the things she had done to try and earn a paycheck over the years. It was a natural thing to do once the topic switched to the woes of crazy customers at Eva's job. 
She honestly couldn't remember the last time she talked to someone other than Will like this. It was actually kind of fun. 
They had to go to bed early to have a staff meeting with higher ups from the novel and comic app about what to expect from the convention, which was oddly disappointing. Hazel hadn't wanted the conversation to end. 
As promised, she called Will while Eva was in the shower, stepping out onto the terrace for privacy. 
"I have to know…why did she choose that screen name?" he asked without preamble after picking up. "I've been wondering all day."
Hazel chuckled. "Apparently it's from a kids' movie from the early 2000s. We might have been in the hospital when it came out. I never saw it. Did you ever watch any of the Shrek movies?"
"Nope," Will said popping the 'p.' "My childhood was just as devoid of television as yours was. Pretty sure the first one came out when we were in the hospital."
That made sense. She didn't know anything about his life before the hospital other than that his father had some sort of mental illness. Had he watched kids' movies and TV shows then? Hazel had but she could hardly remember them at this point. 
Was it normal for people to quote movies? She was pretty out of touch with things other people her age liked and always had been. She wasn't into anything cool when she was younger and she didn't understand internet culture like memes at all now. 
Hazel knew an awful lot about how the natural world worked but pop culture simply didn't appeal to her. The convention she went to back in Salt Lake had been weird and she was willing to bet the one tomorrow would be about the same. 
"I know very little about what was popular in our generation," she sighed. "Unlike me, Eva seems to be drowning in pop culture. But she's a very entertaining storyteller. Sort of makes me wish I had a sister too."
Will went quiet for a moment after that. She wasn't sure what he was thinking but eventually he changed the subject by asking about the itinerary for tomorrow. 
She told him about the plan to meet with the people hosting the panel before they all headed over to the convention and he listened intently. He had never been to a convention before so he didn't know how these things worked. 
Hazel wrapped up the call when she saw Eva had exited the bathroom and was drying her hair with a towel. She should shower and go to bed too. After being on the plane she felt a little gross. 
"I'll keep you updated about what happens tomorrow," she assured him. "Sleep well. I love you."
"I love you too but I can guarantee I won't sleep well without you here," Will replied. 
She shook her head with a smile after hanging up. Of course he wouldn't. He had gotten used to using her as a teddy bear so trying to sleep without that would feel off. 
Admittedly, Hazel had a hard time falling asleep without him too. She was used to being held and listening to her husband's calm and even breathing. He had been right earlier. She did miss him already. 
=== 
At the meeting the following morning they met the representatives from the site tasked with taking care of them and two other author/artist duos who would also be on the panel. Hazel was still half asleep from her restless night but the doughnuts and coffee helped a little. 
Paulina Fairbanks, one of the representatives, went on about what was and was not appropriate for the panel and what the site expected from them. The panel was meant to create interest in the site so more people would join and pay to read. 
The panelists weren't allowed to talk about anything from their personal lives or speak disparagingly about the platform they worked through. They were allowed to say what was difficult about the collaboration process between author and artist but had to be discreet. 
The app had released multiple chapters at once of all three comics whose collaborators were being featured today as a way to generate interest for the panel. That was why Hazel had nearly worked herself to death over the past month and a half. 
She wasn't feeling all that generous toward the site right now but she would follow the rules. They were paying for her to be here after all. And providing these delicious doughnuts. 
Paulina also wanted to double check the spellings of everyone's names for the name cards that would sit in front of them at the panel. Each one would say the person's name, their screen name, which comic they worked on, and whether they were the artist or the author. 
All of the featured comics were in the fantasy genre, which is why they were chosen for this convention. One was about living as an outcast without superpowers in a powered up society. The other revolved around a young dragonborn searching for the rest of its kind, which was believed to be extinct. 
Hazel eyed the other people present. To her surprise, most of them were women. Xander Warren, the author of the dragonborn novel, and Tyler Gill, the artist for the superpower comic, were the only men present. 
There had been a lot less male art majors at her school so that made at least a little sense…but wasn't the world of novels primarily dominated by men? Maybe it was only the super famous ones.

“I’ll marry anyone who will take me!” Hazel declared loudly. “I don’t need love!”

“Get down!” Will hissed. “You don’t know what kind of people are lurking around in here! Talking like that might get you killed!”

==

Hazel Dixon thought she was putting her troubled past behind her. But when the person she thought she trusted most betrays her, she loses her head and proposes to an entire bar full of strangers. 

Enter Will Sheffield, a charming stranger who decides to take her up on her offer to save her from herself. 

He spoils her rotten without expecting anything in return and Hazel's confusion only grows. She doesn't know why he is acting this way. Or why he reminds her so much of the 'dangerous' childhood friend she thought was gone forever...

*Cover art by polkadottedscrunchie*



 Have you ever asked, what is going on behind the shadows? What is hid beneath every raindrop? Who runs every time between barking dogs in the middle of the night? Or, magical creatures in every children's fairy tale, have you ever question about their existence? Everything is invisible, everything is concealed, everything is hidden. 

 Everyday what we hear is just stories about them. Starting from the honest confessions from people with more abilities to the best deceivers who earn fortune through numerous lies about their existence. Sometimes certain people make personal journeys, to search for the secrets of their existence, or to ask for help with life problems with certain consequences. Some are common knowledge, but all remains a mystery. 

 The matter of searching for their existence is very difficult. Those who know, will most likely shut their mouths tightly and keep their knowledge to themselves. Meanwhile, people who do not understand and only hear will continue to believe many false facts, as well as fools committed by certain individuals. 

 In every life story, we often hear that children can be more sensitive to interact with that world. Because of that, there is a belief in society that children are needed to back home at dusk or when the sun is getting down. "It's already late son, go home now ." In various regions, we often hear this sentence. Usually, it is said by parents who call their children home, when it is late, before sunset. 

 All stories always lead to a mystical and primitive life. A less educated civilization with a collection of traditions that do not know science or technology. But they are all lies. Too arrogant, it seems to conclude that this civilization did not experience very rapid development over the years. 

 Yes, we all can only speculate without any evidence. Still, everything was hidden under the veil, like covering the chicken coop with a thin, jet black cloth. Not very visible, vague, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist. 

***** 

 Maybe this is a coincidence, My name is Sastra, and I like to read. Not only art and scientific subjects but also pop culture readings, such as comics and novels. Somehow the work in the form of writing caught my attention. Sometimes I spend hours in front of a book, where I divert my attention from it only for basic primary activities, such as working, eating, take a bath, and so on. 

 Friend? It's been a long time since I knew what a friend was. Family? I don't have it anymore. I lived alone after graduating from high school. I will never forget that incident. When I was excited to show the graduation letter to my father and mother, I saw my house that was in disarray, with the bodies of my father and mother lying covered in blood in the living room. 

 The ceremony and funeral were very fast. Only a few people came, some of my school friends, as well as my father and mother's colleagues. No family was present. Mother and father never told me about their family, there were not any photos that I could find. Since I was a child, I never attended family events or visited my grandparents' house regularly. 

 In that solitude, I decided to left my dream to go to college, and to make my living I started working odd jobs. Starting from delivering newspapers, bakers, minimarket cashiers, waitresses in cafes, to being a magician clown for children's birthdays. Everything I do alone. Nothing helps, nothing sustains. 

***** 

 That night everything changed, the night that started my routine change, no, my life was more precise. 

 My name is Sastra, this is not about me, this is a story of war, secrets, and love ...

Bookworm is probably the most appropriate nickname for him. Information, news, even stories that are not practical have been his meal since he was a child. But writing isn't always that simple. From scripture and information, battles can occur. Is Sastra ready to take on this task?

"Hello, CEO Jiang." Luna greeted him distantly. 
"Pfft." Si Yulin chuckled. "Little sister-in-law is too adorable." 
Luna raised an eyebrow. What did she call her? 
Jiang Xingyu shot a glare at Si Yulin and the latter shut up. He then looked at Luna. "Don't listen to her nonsense." 
Cheng Yu and Luna exchanged glances and merely smiled. Rumor had it that Si Yulin and Jiang Xingyu were close friends. It turned out to be true! After all, he seemed to have told her that he was pursuing Luna. 
"I see… my little brother Jiang here has not managed to win the beauty yet! How is that possible? Aren't you too slow?" 
"Yulin!" Jiang Xingyu roared. 
"Alright! I will not tease you anymore." She laughed, making Luna think that her views had been turned upside down. Who would have thought that the overbearing Si Yulin was actually so playful in private? 
Meanwhile, Cheng Yu wondered how they got so close. Some people were fond of shipping the two of them. After all, despite the age gap, Si Yulin was still very beautiful and elegant. She would be a perfect match with Jiang Xingyu. Luckily, their relationship was like that of siblings. 
Luna took out her laptop and the negotiation started. 
Si Yulin took a look at the program and cast a glance at Jiang Xingyu. "How about I let him deal with this?" 
Luna nodded in acknowledgement, but before he took a look, she sternly warned, "Do not deliberately pull strings for me." 
Jiang Xingyu raised an eyebrow curiously. "don't you want to snag the deal?" Wasn't her warning equal to telling him that she did not want to get it? 
Luna looked at him seriously. "I want to get the deal, but not because the big boss and I know each other on a personal level. It should be because my application qualifies to collaborate with Star Art International." 
At the side, Si Yulin leaned over to whisper to Cheng Yu, "No wonder Big Boss Jiang is so smitten with her. It turns out she is an ambitious young woman who keeps her private life and her business apart." 
Cheng Yu smiled and said nothing of it. She was part of the discussion too, so she did not gossip with Si Yulin too much. 
"Star Art International has its own software production team which has so far developed two comic apps. What makes you think that your app, Xiayu Comics, will stand out?" 
Luna launched the application on the laptop. "As you can see, navigating through the tabs is easy and smooth, the user interface is excellent and the comics can automatically be translated to whatever language the reader would like. Also…" 
Luna and Cheng Yu explained everything about the application fluently, impressing both Jiang Xingyu and Si Yulin. They did not find the need to hide any important points because this was Star Art International—they did not need to worry about anything. There were many cases about companies who rejected software only to pirate the idea and launch it secretly. However, they knew that neither Jiang Xingyu nor Si Yulin could do such a sneaky thing. 
In the end, the two of them discussed a little before Si Yulin turned to the girls. "Since you have such a complete idea, why do you still need to collaborate with a company? Why didn't you start your own app studio instead?" 
Luna glanced at Cheng Yu, who spoke up. "That's majorly because we lack adequate manpower and funds." 
"What if I help you start one?" Jiang Xingyu offered. "We can be partners, and I will provide manpower and funds. I can also help you steal… ahem… I mean, poach, a few comic artists from Star Arat International. In exchange, I will be a main shareholder. 
The girls exchanged looks. Was he really the boss of Star Art International? Instead of signing the deal that would benefit the company, he was instead helping outsiders use the company's resources? But then again, there was nothing to lose on his part. 
He would, on the contrary, gain profit from the app studio. 
Si Yulin cleared her throat. "President Jiang is right. You girls are in the wrong place. If you let Star Art International launch this application, you will only gain 40% of the income as the producers and Xiao Yu would gain 45% of the income earned by her comics. 
On the other hand, if the two of you launched it on your own, you would earn the full 100% and you can set up your own terms about the comics. Isn't that a better deal?" Maturally, she knew that the profit from one app was not enough to lure Jiang XIngyu. He was only grabbing this chance to work side by side with the beauty. Hence, she naturally helped him convince her. 
Luna could not come to a decision immediately. "My partner and I need some time to think about it." 
"Take your time." Si Yulin did not push it. 
Just like that, the collaboration that they had taken so much time to negotiate had somewhat turned into a different matter altogether. 
Si Yulin had another meeting to attend. However, Jiang Xingyu did not have any intention to leave her office. Realizing the situation, she sent him a wink and stood up. "Xiao Yu, why don't we have a little chat?" 
Cheng Yu's cheeks flushed as she figured out what Si Yulin was getting at. "Alright, CEO Si." 
When the two of them left, it was just Luna and Jiang Xingyu left. 
She stood up, preparing to flee but just as her hands connected with the doorknob, a bigger hand pressed onto the door and locked it. 
"What is that all about?" She turned to ask the man. 
"I missed you." As soon as his words were out, his lips pressed down on hers. He only stopped slightly to take a breath. "You look so alluring in suits. It makes me want to strip them off you."
"You better not." She warned. 
"Oh yeah? Watch me." His hand was under her skirt as soon as his words were out. 


"Little troubleshooter, we meet again. If you are still thinking of trying to get away, you better give up that silly idea." Ji Xiehan said, pinning her against the wall.

 Li Lanni pushed her fists against his chest. "Is this how you say ‘Hi’ to all your interviewers, Mr. Ji?" 

"There is no interviewer and certainly no interviewee." The man grinned devilishly. "There is only a husband and a wife. My darling, how are you going to compensate for all the emotional damage you caused me by slipping away?" 

"What?" Heavens... just what had she gotten herself into? 

…..

 Her life almost came to an end because of a tragic accident but instead, she lost her memory. Who would have thought that just when she was starting to get used to her new life, she would get trapped in a whirlwind engagement? 

Out of all kinds of injustice fate could do to her, why did her fiancé have to be that white-haired pervert?! 

"You better not fall in love with me!" she snarled at the man grinning before her. 

Ji Xiehan's smile deepened. "Are you... kidding me? Why would I fall in love with you?" 

Li Lanni: "You better mark your words." 

The man grinned and helplessly shook his head, how could he fall in love with the woman he was already in love with? Taking up the challenge to crawl into her heart, Ji Xiehan promised himself to always treat her well and love her. 

(Warning: This book features mature content)



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"Fuck off"
"Come on, Jacob, at least think about it!"
"No! Fuck you! Fuck you for having that idea! Fuck you to the moon and back!"
"But I'll be there too!"
"Sora... I love you AND know you more than my actual sister, so trust my when I say you being the prettiest girl in the room is like the being the healthiest option in the Heart Attack Grill"
"Jesus Christ, dude..."
"I have said meaner things to your own parents, grow some skin"

The potty mouth you just witnessed is none other than Social Media's infamous critic of pop culture P0P $yn1cal. But for those who know his true identity, Jacob Asabe. His fairly large for his age, mostly because of his intense weight training, but being 6 feet and 3 inches does add to it... and his faux hawk fade coupled with his caramel skin does make him quite the fetching fellow.
The brunt of Jacob's most famous insults and childhood friend, Sora Kirei... She's on the phone with Jacob, so her appearance will be addressed much more later as Jacob is trying to find the latest issue of his comic: The Salvager. The comic follows a masked woman who goes on killing spree hunting down the man who killed her five kids, with the assistance of the spirit of the killer's son and nephew.
As well as an over-rated horror shoujo called Bite Of Love. Sora did ask for that.
"I really don't know how the hell you enjoy that convoluted bullshit," Jacob spat, ignorant of the children around.
"You fucking hypocrite!" Sora shot back through the phone, "Wonder Entertainment has more Salvager games than graphic novels and they're not even fully connected! Instead they're telling the story from a 'different vantage point'! Puh-lease!"
"So you're saying that the love interest knowing that he was a fictional character the entire time is apparently NOT the most retarded shit as well as a waste of everyone's time?"
"The signs were there!"
"No...no, there fucking wasn't "
Jacob's attention diverted when a customer he did not expect came through the door. The comic store was Jacob's spot, he knows all the employees personally and can accurately guess the kind of costumer that comes. But the customer that came in, was someone Jacob wouldn't even dream of coming...
She had long flowing platinum blonde hair that reflect the sun-rays through the window, had eyes that could replace jade crystals, a super clear skin and had a figure that was out of this world. Jacob knew this dream boat pretty well. This was Jessica Lunar, the classmate that he has been crushing on since elementary.
"Es, imma have to call you back, shit's about to go down" Jacob announce before immediately hanging up and waving his hand so he can grab Jessica's attention, "Yo! Lunar! Is that really you?!"
Jessica turned to see Jacob and showed a pleasant and cheery smile when realising who called her. "Oh my GOD! Asabe, how are you?!"Jessica greeted as hurried to Jacob so she can hug him, much to his surprise, "I didn't know you like comics!"
"Says you! I would never guess that you would even breath around this place...you,uh... buying something for your brother?"
"Nope! I'm buying a few comics for myself. The.... Savager is my favourite!"
"Savager?"
"Salvager is what I meant, sorry"
Jacob's heart skipped a beat.
Seriously? The most popular girl in school? The girl who looks like she has better time just existing than literally anything pop culture related actually likes comics? And her favourite comic is Jacob's favourite comic? The Salvager? The comic that gets the most flack because it includes child murder and over-sexualising a literal sex offender?
Is this God's way of telling him this was destiny? Because it was pretty glaring...
"You actually like The Salvager?," Jacob asked, refusing to accept this...
"I sure do!" Jessica replied, shocking him eternally, "I would have a problem with the design for Salvager herself since it's a little too sexy to be considered practical... but I already made my cosplay, so I rather not complaining"
"That's fair... especially if the general character design takes inspiration from ecchi manga," Jacob scratched the back of his head as he said this, hoping Jessica doesn't see him as a sleaze from association with the lustful side of manga
"Now that you mention manga, you wanna try joining the weekly club at school? Sora has been telling me she's been pestering you about"
Jacob took a double take...
"Why.... would she be talking to you about that?"
"Should she not? I am the club president after all!"


Is this real life?


Is this actually happening?

The club leader isn't the stereotypical giant belly virgin who probably haven't seen his own penis for a year? Instead it's THE Jessica fucking Lunar? A girl so hot that she could make millions by taking a single photo of her feet and selling it?
God is working double time with those miracles!
But then again... this is Jessica fucking Lunar asking him this question. Not Sora, who in her bountiful wisdom decided NOT to tell her heterosexual and single male friend that the hottest school is on a first name basis with her each other. Not his smothering older sister, Jillian, who... to be fair is the only trust-worthy blood relative he has left after running away from their mother. This. Is. Jessica. Fucking. Lunar. If the man behind the infamous $yn1cal is going to answer the question to the hottest girl in school... then he has do it with the most precise response in the history of the English language...
"Yeah, whatever"
Fucking nailed it.
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"You... are such... a God. Damn. Simp, Jay!"
"Es! Simp stands for Suckers Idolising Mediocre Pussy. A man of my stature, does not simp! Even then, THE Jessica fucking Lunar is not mediocre!"
"Shut the fuck up, bro, what friggin' stature?"
"The 2.95 KDA ratio in Cry 4 Battle 2, obviously,"
"So...two and half points away from MY stature? Okay, then!"
"You unironically main the camper class, piss off..."
"You mean the sniper class?"
"I know what I said!"
It was the next day, lunch at the High-School of Excellence and Jacob just revealed to his busty, baby blue haired and blue eyed friend, Sora exactly why he decided to reconsider joining the fabled manga club.
She was not pleased with the reason...
"You have a crush on Jessica too, Es," Jacob revealed, "I don't know why you're jealous,"
"I'm a woman, Jay!" Sora snapped back, "You can't be called a gentleman if you open a door for one girl but slam it in the face of another! And even then, bros before hoes"
"But what if the bro is also a ho?"
"Shit, you right,"
Jacob and Sora shared the kind of laughter only they can have. Jacob was lucky, it's hard to find a friend who at the very least tolerates the level of rudeness he has. While it's something he has been working on, he still has a long away to go.
"Either way, if it really hurts that much, I'm sorry," Jacob apologised, much to Sora's surprise, "I should have at least talked to you about it when Jessica asked, even if she did end up becoming the reason,"
Sora tried to hide her blush as she force feed Jacob a piece of sushi... only for her to sigh, "You know what? It's fine," she admitted,  "End of the day, it kinda sucked when the only person I knew was someone I crushed on since pre-school,"
Jacob scratched the back of his head in confusion, as Sora cleaned the rice from the sushi still on mouth with tissue, "You were bi since pre-school?" he asked
"Only found out recently thanks to my therapist," Sora admitted, "It would explain why I begged mom to do my make up only on the days Miss. Rosemary was teaching classes
"Even with the leg, Miss. Rosemary was VERY attractive,"
"She was hot as fuck dude..."
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Lessons were finished, but school was not over... and as of now, Jacob has been showing signs of second thoughts. Because the last thing Jacob took even the slightest interest into something years ago, and what it did to him.
"Jay... none of the other club members will bite you," Sora reassured, "You'll be fine,"
"Yeah, yeah, I know" Jacob brushed off, "But can you blame me?"
"Bro, at worst I'm the chick with the crappy dad...and to give him some credit, he's pretty much loaded and it's not like my mom's dead either...N-no offence,"
"A... little taken,"
"Sorry... but you get what I mean right? I'll be fine... especially if you're fine too"
"Yeah... alright, but if a 8-year old looking ass bitch offers me cupcakes in a passive-aggressive manner, I will slide you in the mouth"
"Okay, Chris Breezy..."
"Fuck off..."
.
.
.
The moment, Jacob stepped into the room, he was greeted by a small and chubby student with curly green hair practically shoved a cookies to his face as she delightfully screamed "WELCOME TO THE MANGA CLUB, JACOB!"
Jacob snapped his head to Sora's direction with a stern gaze, making her flinch... only for him to end up flicking her in the forehead. "You're lucky I like these more than cupcakes, Es," he said, he turned back to the student before looking at the cookies and felt... concerned. The cookies did not look normal cookies, under the blanket of sprinkles was a rainbow swirl cookie, which made Jacob very uncomfortable...
"They're not poison, go ahead!" the student egged him on, going as fair as taking one herself and give to Jacob personally, who eventually did took a bite of the given cookie. To his surprise... they're not that bad
"Not as sweet as I thought it be," Jacob reviewed as he took the rest of the cookie, "But I'll avoid any chance to get diabetes and just take one for now... what's your name?"
"Oh! My name is Caroline Colin!" the student revealed as she offered her hand, "But everyone calls me Cookie! It's very nice to meet you!"
Jacob scratched the bottom of his chin as he shook her hand, "How does her nickname make more sense than her real name?" He thought to himself, only for him to distracted by a masked girl in a black hoodie reading a comic, the shadow of the hoodie hid the majority of the details with the exception of her white bangs obscuring her pale blue eyes.
"That's Lola Prince," Sora told Jacob, noticing a familiar distraction, "we call her Ice sometimes,"
"Because of her hair and cold nature towards people?"
"Actually... it's because she likes ice cream a lot! But do be patient with her though, certain events nearly made her mute, worse than yours if you ask me,"
Jacob rubbed his chin as took a chair and sat next to Ice, who gave a quick glance before going back to her comic. Jacob noticed that the comic she was reading was a manga. But this wasn't any normal manga, the characters had more detail than most of the western comics Jacob's either read and/or critique, the backgrounds in the panels looked hand-drawn instead of copy and pasted when panels where such a technique is probably even recommended. Jacob immediately knew what kind of comic reader this one was and the author of the manga she was reading.
"The Knight's Struggle by David Goryu," Jacob revealed to himself and Ice, "The story is a drag and the climax of the first arc was pretty bad but the art bringing me back... 6/10, hard to hate, hard to love,"
In surprise, Ice put her hood down, unconsciously exposing her facial scars to Jacob, who showed a face of concern, mostly to her surprised.
"P0P $yn1cal!" Ice revealed in cracked and hushed voice, causing Jacob to realise he just said the exact thing he said about The Knight's Struggle on a online video... with twenty thousands clicks. Ice immediately took Jacob's hand and shook it more intensely than the clearly more excitable Cookie did.
"I'm a really big fan! Started watching four years ago," Ice kept shaking Jacob's hand as she continued much to Sora's and Cookie's pleasant surprise, "Your comedy really helped me out when my dad would finish--"
Ice immediately stopped herself from talking when she mentioned her dad... almost immediately dismissing Jacob when removing her hand from his. Jacob shrugged and patted on the back before turning his attention back to Sora, who put her hands together and mouthed "sorry" on Ice's behalf, only for her to then squeal when Jessica came through the clubroom door.
"Sorry, I'm late guys!" Jessica apologised, "Still in the cheer-leading team, so you know"
Jacob looked at the clock on his phone with a confused expression, "It's still 3:45..."
Jessica scratched the back of her head, "I-I mean... I'm later than you guys aren't I?"
"Fair enough... so how do we do these discussions?"
"Discussions?"
"Yeah... Sora says you usually bring up topics regrading manga/anime and moderate the aftermath... you use a presentation, right?"
"How do you know?"
"Sora told me"
Sora blinked in both surprise, "I did?" she asked
Jacob exhaled heavily at Sora's confusion, "You don't remember telling me yesterday?"
"Huh...Well, you know I can be forgetful... and that heart attack grill did mess my vibe up,"
"Did it hurt that bad? Shit, I'm sorry,"
Sora's face bright pink "Yo, your character devolpment is too much quick, man, chill..."
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It turned out, Jessica forgot the presentation she was working on, but gladly Jacob prepared by making a presentation for one of his favourite manga anti-villain, The Protector of Camp.The presentation included notes that he felt like he needed discussion, including power creep, where his rise and fall began, if his mother's death is a twist on the dead parent trope or not and if the reboot did anything to affect his street creed as a horror manga character.
When club was finished, Jacob exchanged numbers with Cookie and Ice, before asking Sora to wait outside the school for him, since he needed to pee and the only available male toilet was the one on the top floor... and the elevator was out of order.
"Either the school needs to get their shit together, or God should of given me better bladder," Jacob mumbled to himself when he finished whizzing in the urinal. When he came out of the bathroom, he was presented to a stern faced Jessica.
"Explain. NOW," She ordered
Jacob blinked twice, "The FitnessGram Pacer Test--"
"Don't play dumb, dickwad! At first, I thought you just had the stereotypical mindset with that brother comment, but now I know you're hiding something! You have the exact presentation of next week's character, brought up all the points that I would have on that day AND you had no reaction to me being a cheerleader!"
"I mean... we live in a society where the word queer is no longer a homophobic term even in a offensive context, being a cheerleader isn't really--"
"WILL YOU---!"
Jessica stopped herself from losing her cool in front of bystanders, taking small and fast deep breaths before continuing you, "There's something you're hiding and I want to know!"
The silence was deafening...
The intense and brutal stare from THE Jessica fucking Lunar put Jacob on the highest of alerts and the deepest of trances. It was already concerning enough that Jessica's eyes could melt the hearts of the strongest men when she's in a good mood, this version of Jessica is angry... 
Matter of fact...
She was fuming!
Jacob was surprised that his very soul, the manifested representation of his existence as a human being, is not being consumed by an inferno only rivalled to the flames of the deepest pits of the bleakest corners of hell, the ever-so torturous realm where the sinful rest and the opposite of the oh-so holy-- 
You know what? Fuck this shit...
It's Jessica fucking Lunar, dude
Tired of holding it in, I laugh at Jessica's dumb bitch face, who went from being an salty bitch to a confused bitch as I slowly but surely stopped laughing... only to laugh a bit more because Jessica has a dumb bitch face.
"Aw, man," I rub of the tear rolling down my beautiful caramel coloured cheeks for laughing too hard at Jessica's dumb bitch face, "I'm surprised you still haven't figured out that I know that is a game and that your not the true boss!"
"How... do you know that?"Jessica asked face contorted to face of pure fear, realising that she just got real.
"Should YOU not? You are the club president after all.."

I

Inspired by the indie darlings with Doki Doki Literature Club and the haunted souls with Five Nights Of Freddy's, comes a story that follows pop culture nerd, Jacob Asabe as he is "forcefully" invited to the Manga Club of his School. But it is quickly realised Club President, Jessica Lunar knows that Jacob is hiding a secret... a secret that only she knows...

She is the Club President after all...

Xia Yu was freaked out by the voice and dropped his pencil on the floor.
"Did I scare you?" The girl spoke again.
He looked around. He confirmed there was no one else in the room, so the voice must have originated directly from his mind.
He didn't have mental conditions, so the person who spoke must be—
The original owner of the body?
Right, he chose the Single Body mode and occupied the girl's body, but he didn't give his body to the girl to use, so the girl's consciousness was still inside her own body.
　　
That is to say, the girl would have to watch her body being used?
What a gross game.
"Hey hey hey, can you hear me?" The voice insisted. What surprised Xia Yu was how she didn't sound nervous at all.
"Yes, I can," Xia Yu replied.
"Ah, so it is another person. I thought I was sleep-walking. I was terrified," the voice said.
"What's your name?" Xia Yu asked.
"My name is An Siyao," the voice answered. "What's your name? Why are you in my body?"
"Not telling you," Xia Yu replied.
The girl was probably from a powerful family. She said her name in spite of its danger. Xia Yu didn't want to lie to her, so he just refused to explain.
"What's happening?" An Siyao mumbled.
Her voice had a coyness to it. If she used her own body to say this, Xia Yu might feel pity, but since she was just a voice now, he didn't react.
He ignored her and picked up the pencil to draw. He was ready to attempt drawing.
He wanted to try what the system just prompted, the Drawing Skill Lv 1.
What should he draw?
After a few seconds of thinking, Xia Yu decided to draw the girl he was occupying right now.
He moved his pen.
Five minutes later, there was a stick figure on the paper. Xia Yu began to think.
There were art classes at school, they even taught gouache and oil painting, but drawing wasn't Xia Yu's strength, and he often skipped those classes.
So what's the point of Drawing Skill Lv 1? He was still drawing like himself.
Maybe, he didn't start the function correctly.
He flipped the paper and said, "Drawing Skill addition, activate."
Five minutes later, seeing what he drew, Xia Yu began to think again.
"A long-haired snowman?" An Siyao questioned.
"No, it's you." Xia Yu answered.
"But where's my waist and neck?" The girl complained weakly.
"It's okay, this is what you'd look like if I buried you in the snow." Xia Yu was in a bad mood.
An Siyao instantly became quiet.
After a while, the girl tried to change her snowman image. "Um, you need to start with the bone structure."
"How?" Xia Yu didn't think Drawing Skill Lv 1 was virtual, there must be a way to use the addition, he just didn't know how.
"You want to draw comics right? Turn on the computer. There are lots of drawing tutorials in Drive D. One of them is on drawing comics."
Xia Yu looked around him. There was no computer.
"It's in the lower drawer."
Xia Yu found a notebook computer with the girl's help.
There was a prominent logo on the laptop cover, a pig head.
The computer was the world's best brand, the Pig-Head Man.
Xia Yu worked at his job so as to earn enough to get a laptop, though he never thought he could afford this brand.
He resisted the urge to play games. Opening the folder An Siyao mentioned. He saw all sorts of drawing tutorials.
"This is what my mom taught me when I was a kid. The videos are a little old." The girl liked to chat as she kept talking. "When my dad heard I wanted to learn, he found me an art teacher, so I never watched these videos."
Xia Yu's body stiffened. Finding a drawing teacher wasn't that extraordinary, but a drawing teacher and an art teacher were totally different.
"Can I ask how much is the most expensive art of the art teacher?" Xia Yu wanted to know if he was occupying someone very talented.
"Most expensive art?" An Siyao thought for a few seconds. "Around five million yuan. My teacher said his art wouldn't be that expensive when he is alive, but it'll increase in price when he died."
The girl sounded slightly apologetic as if an artwork priced at five million yuan was embarrassing.
Xia Yu wanted to smoke.
He stopped looking for rejection. He opened a tutorial video and started watching.
After seeing the video, he picked up the pencil again, fully confident.
Half an hour later.
"..."
"Don't feel bad. You got better. Now it looks like a long-haired snowman in a weird posture."
Xia Yu felt that he needed to analyze everything.
What exactly is Drawing Skill Lv 1?
"You're improving. Keep going!" An Siyao encouraged him.
"Aren't you afraid of me?" Xia Yu asked as he picked up the pencil.
"Why afraid?" The girl asked.
"You think this is a dream?" Xia Yu said.
"Isn't it?" An Siyao wanted to pinch herself, but she couldn't control her body.
Xia Yu reached out and helped her.
"Ouch, it hurts!" An Siyao's voice sounded like she was crying.
"Now, you know this is reality. And I'm using something like witchcraft to control your body. I can do whatever I want with your body." Xia Yu tried to make the girl realize the seriousness of the situation.
His attempt was not working, and he was in a bad mood. He wanted to make the girl unhappy too.
"Can you not do anything bad?" The girl started to beg.
"No."
"Then, please be careful. It would hurt me if you were injured."
"???"
You just accepted this? No more begging? No cursing?
Are kids of rich families all so relaxed?
Impossible.
He was indeed occupying someone odd.
Xia Yu kept drawing.
"Now, it looks like a person!" An Siyao's voice sounded pleasantly surprised.
Who's getting occupied here? Me or you? Why are you happier than I am?
His drawing did look more like a person now.
Am I this talented?
No one dislikes something from the start. There must have been some unthinkable obstacles. Xia Yu's drawing talent wasn't great.
So the so-called Drawing Skill Lv 1 was added talent?
Xia Yu picked up the pencil.
At 2 a.m., words appeared in front of Xia Yu.
[Eight hours of game-playing has ended.]
[Exiting game]
Xia Yu's vision went dark. When he opened his eyes again, he was back at home.
It was very quiet at 2 a.m.
He turned on the light. Picking up his phone, he started watching the video of himself.
After he occupied An Siyao, his body lay down for a while before getting up. His body went to the desk and finished homework before taking a shower and coming back to sleep.
The system was good at taking control of his body.
Xia Yu looked over his homework. It was better than what he could have done himself. All the questions were answered.
He flipped through his homework before setting it aside. Then, he began doing serious things.
Taking out a piece of paper and a pencil, he began drawing.
After one minute, a character sketch appeared. The details were not refined, but the figure was good. 
Words appeared in front of him.
[Received Skill -- Drawing]
[Drawing Skill Lv 1: Introductory-Level Drawing Skill]
So the addition worked when he tried hard to practice during the body-swap, and then, he'd get the experience after the game ended?
How else can he use the Drawing Skill?
Drawing something like "Bandit King" to make money?
Drawing and comics-drawing weren't the same. There were many comics more intricate than Bandit King, but they weren't as popular.
He was still drawing with a pencil. He had a long way to go before he could draw with a brush pen.
Other than Drawing Skill, An Siyao had two more additions, one was Flower Arranging, which was useless, and Music.
Xia Yu had asked An Siyao before; she had a piano at home.
Xia Yu remembered how the corner coffee shop was looking for a pianist. He didn't know how much the job paid, but it would be three or four times as much as his job as a cashier, which paid 1000 yuan/month.
Maybe buying a Pig-Head Man computer wasn't an impossible dream.
Being a pianist would be less hard than a comic artist, right?
He decided to go with being a pianist.


[Welcome to the Body Swap Game]
[Here are some important directions:]
[This product is limited to body-swapping with some bodies of the same type.]
[You can one-sidedly forbid someone from entering your body and have the system control your body.]
[The obsession-prevention policy allows a maximum of eight hours of playing a day.]
[Due to an unavoidable bug, you might swap bodies with other species, including but not limited to: cat, fish, roach, etc. Please do not be alarmed, simply wait for the eight hours to end.]
[After a successful swap, you will receive an addition from the system.]
 　　
[The game maker might issue some testing tasks which you could choose to accept.]
[Have fun playing]


"Isn't it too much to draw that kind of thing in public…?"
"Isn't that Hokage-sama's student!?"
"What a shame…"
 Seeing the third Hokage appeared, the onlookers immediately made all kinds of noises in the distance.
"What's wrong with drawing this? This is art!"
Jiraiya blushed, followed by incomprehensible words such as "natural beauty" and "human art."
"Jiraiya, take your training now!"
"Yes… Sensei…"
Facing Hiruzen, Jiraiya can only put away his tools in disappointment.
"It's a good thing to have passion and determination, but you must place it in the right place…"
Hiruzen Sarutobi scolded patiently.
"I'm sorry, Sensei…"
Jiraiya also frowned with regret.
"If you don't start your training now, you will be left behind by Tsunade and Orochimaru."
"I want to be as strong as Orochimaru!"
Jiraiya heard it, then exploded and said unconvinced, "I will be going to Mount Myoboku later to train."
"Oh? Isn't it will be a Chuunin exam in the next ten days? If you can keep up this confidence, you surely can prove yourself on the exam."
Hiruzen Sarutobi said with a smile.
"I will surpass Orochimaru!"
Jiraiya was heavily motivated all of a sudden. Then he immediately left the store.
"What a simple-minded.."
Akabane sighed silently.
Hiruzen also knew that, and just because of his little motivational speech, Jiraiya took it wholeheartedly.
"He has the same character as Naruto, isn't he?"
Hiruzen smiled softly as he was smoking from his pipe, then looked at Akabane's 4th volume.
He hasn't read it that far, but Uchiha didn't make any trouble anymore yesterday. Hiruzen doesn't know what happened behind it, but he could see that they've reached some agreement and compromise.
So he picked up the comic and just looked at what inside.
Although I saw some through my telescope, I couldn't read it up close.
"Well... after only used a few ninjutsu, Kakashi fainted.. isn't he embarrassing the Hatake clan?"
Hiruzen suddenly jumped out of such a question.
"That's the price he paid."
"Hahaha, I just said it out of nowhere, don't mind me."
Hiruzen continued to read and then paused on a certain page. Akabane glanced at the place where Haku appeared.
Oh, its Zabuza and Haku…
Hiruzen could feel Akabane's gaze and took a look at his pocket.
Hmm?
Hiruzen looked stiff.
"Sarutobi-sensei… if you don't bring any money, I can give this comic for free."
Akabane smiled lightly.
"Well... I forgot to bring some, but it still needs to be paid for. I will send someone a hundred taels when I o back."
Hiruzen's face blushed.
Because I'm a shadow clone, I didn't bring any money with me when I went out. I just habitually touched my pockets before I remembered about this.
Afterward, he pulled out his pipe as he was leaving.
"Sensei, Be careful on your way."
Akabane bowed, and when the Third Hokage had left, several people came out of the store.
They looked back at Hiruzen's figure and then said in amazement: "Even Hokage-sama likes reading comics. Unbelievable!"
"Of course, I have to give my comic to Hokage as a review."
Akabane proudly said it.
But these people reminded him that the next time he makes a slogan, it should be added-
"Comics that even Hokage loves."
Imagine that!
"I want to buy ten comics…"
At this time, there was a sudden voice came from outside, and everyone immediately turned their heads and looked over.
He looked arrogant, with a fan symbol on his back.
Akabane glanced at him, and he always looked familiar, and he seemed to have played against each other, but he thought about everything. Akabane can't remember a single name.
The other person glanced at him, then moved his eyes nervously, pretending that he didn't see it.
"Ryuu Uchiha, okay, these are your ten comics."
Kasumi enthusiastically took ten copies from the bookshelf, stacked them in, and then handed it to Ryuu. 
As soon as he heard the name, Akabane remembered.
Ryuu Uchiha was his classmate who caused trouble on an opening day.
Sure enough... Ryuu was charmed by the comic and now bought up to ten comics at once!
"And I also want some of the 3rd volumes as well, please…"
Ryuu said it with a little bit rushed and turned his body sideways, for fear of getting caught by Akabane.
Akabane is no stranger to this expression.
Most otakus met their acquaintances on the street, probably with this expression, including Akabane from his previous life…
"Okay, right away!"
"…"
Ryuu then threw four thousand taels on the table.
Kasumi chuckled happily, and his movements were a lot more awkward-he bought ten copies of the 4th volume in one go. Uchiha clan is really rich!
But Ryuu's outfit looked so familiar…
Akabane took a closer look.
Yes!
Black hair, blue shirt, white short pants ...
It's almost identical to Sasuke! Except for being left behind, resulting in, he got no protective gear.
Still…
Is he cosplaying!?
Akabane was shocked as he inspected Ryuu throughout.
"These are your comics."
Kasumi folded the rest, wrapped it in cloth, and rolled up a large pile.
There's so much of it!?
Ryuu stayed for a while, then gritted his teeth and picked it up, and casually walked to the Uchiha's residence.
"Kasumi, does he come here often?"
Akabane asked curiously.
"Yes, he has come here. Every new volume has been released."
Kasumi replied.
"When did he start dressing up like that?"
"Oh, did you talk about his outfit? It seems like this happened a few days ago."
Kasumi said after a moment of recollection.
"A few days ago, huh…"
"Without a doubt, he was cosplaying!"
Akabane was startled.
If more people in Konoha love comics the way Ryuu did, maybe a comic exhibition can be held.
"Akabane-sama, what is cosplay?"
Kasumi asked curiously.
"It's a kind of people who dress up like the character from the comics."
Akabane explained roughly, thinking secretly in his heart.
The more I think about this, the more I think it is feasible, Ninja could transform themselves using ninjutsu, and it won't hurt if they are using it as cosplay.
"When I'm done with the business on the Land of Waves, I should arrange this kind of activity."
Akabane was excited just to think about all the fun, but it could be troublesome for him.
As the organizer, there are too many things to do. The most important thing is that there are still a lot of stories from the Land of Wave's ark.
"Forget it... Kasumi, I'm going back. Take care from here. Once you're free, count the commission for the printing.
Akabane waved his hand.
After doing missions back to back, I finally managed to rush out the 5th volume, so I had to take a break once in a while.
"Please leave it to me," Kasumi replied as he sorted out the money he had just collected.
To be honest, Akabane doesn't know how much the store earns every day, but he did not doubt Kasumi.
Fortunately, Kasumi was in charge of some of the accounting in the clan before, and by that, he could save Akabane a lot of problems.
Otherwise, it would cause him headaches day and night.

I, Akabane was graduated from the university of arts & design in the 21st century then suddenly traversed into the Naruto’s world, by bringing my knowledge of arts and my love of Naruto comic I decided to recreate Naruto comic here…
[Ding! Comic System has been activated!]
Great! Ninjutsu? Kekkei Genkai?
As long as I can draw more comics, I would be unmatched!
…Or am I?
This novel was translated by SystemTranslation, please visit their site for more chapters.

Cap and I bought what had to be a hundred pounds of ridiculous things to take back to the Tower, most of which I had delivered. We took a cab to Forbidden Planet, this famous nerd shop on Broadway, and went crazy. Most of it was posters and statuettes I would have bought back in my world, as well as enough books to fill a library and a whole lot of Warhammer toys.

Our favorite was a lifesize statue of Iron Man, which I sent to Tony just to see what his reaction would be.

It took us a while though. We ended up having to sign half the stuff we tried to buy.

We made it about a minute when we entered the comic book shop and started walking around.

I think the only reason we lasted so long at all was due to my Hulk and Cap's Black Widow shirts, which made us look like casual nerds. Right up until Cap curled a bicep. Then people looked over at us, blinked, and looked over at merchandise with our faces.

"Uh, excuse me?" A kid, who couldn't be older than sixteen, came up to us first, looking up at Cap with wide eyes. "Are you Captain America?"

Steve, bless his heart, answered as humbly as ever. "Steve Rogers," he held out his hand for a shake. The kid hyperventilated, then took his hand.

"Oh my god, this is so awesome!" he said happily. I felt like hugging the guy because that was exactly my thought when I first met Steve.

Quickly, phones rose up and I felt myself panic. With the finely honed instincts of a nerd, I yelled out to the store. "If you don't tell anyone we were here, Steve will sign stuff for you guys!" Every man and woman in the room froze. I kept talking. "He'll also take selfies!"

"What about you?" An older woman asked. I looked over at her to answer. Then I double-taked. Holy shit, she was wearing a Ben 10 t-shirt? ...HOLY SHIT SHE WAS WEARING A DIAL T-SHIRT.

Before I could hyperventilate as well, Steve put an arm around my shoulders. "Of course Mahmoud will," Steve said with that projecting way of speaking that made your voice easy to hear without needing to yell. "We just came to shop. We'd really appreciate it if you guys could keep our presence secret so we can have a good rest of our day."

"And you'll still take selfies?" the woman asked, sounding excited.

"Of course!" Steve said confidently. As the people spoke excitedly, Steve leaned towards me and whispered. "That's a photo of your face with your phone you take yourself, right? I like those."

I laughed, suddenly feeling really good. I mean, these were my people. Pretty much every nerd, every good and honest to god good nerd knows the feeling. It's a bond that fills the community, ties us across fandoms. We rage, argue, and complain. But laughing with Cap as we took a photo in front of a statue of Tony while I flipped it off and Steve did his 'Hitler Punch', I couldn't help but love my weird little family.

Damn, I really love you guys.

We paid for most of the stuff we got from Steve signing old school comics the store owner had.
Since he'd been dead since the forties and had never really signed anything at all, his signature on his merchandise was worth a massive amount. Like, it was ridiculous how excited the people in the store got when Steve agreed to sign things. I'm pretty sure he could pay for everything purely off of his signature and a few dozen 'Hitler Punch's'.

For some reason, he seemed really nostalgic as he pretended to punch people in the face over and over again.

After that, we headed out to grab more random garbage.

During the shopping spree, we acted like a pair of dumb tourists, going around as though we'd never lived in New York. We went to Rockefeller Center, stopped at the Museum of Modern Art (which convinced Steve that he would never understand any kind of art apparently), then the Central Park Zoo. By the time we'd stopped, the entire day had passed, and the night was falling. So we went to a bar with some pool tables to end the night. Steve got a beer, I got an iced tea and an asswhopping in pool.

"Seriously, you can't go easy on me even once?" I asked with a groan as Steve smashed the seven ball into the corner pocket.

"If I do, you'll never learn," he teased.

The bar we were in was pretty seedy. Like all good bars, really. Not too many people were in here so we had the table to ourselves. Steve leaned down to make another shot.

"Thanks for doing this, man," I said quietly, the Avenger taking his shot.

"Hey, this was fun," Cap grinned at me. "I haven't been able to just go into the city in a while.

"No, really man, it was awesome. I haven't been able to just do stupid shit with a friend in a while either," I laughed. "We should get some of the others to come along. Tony could do with just hanging out somewhere that isn't worth more than a third world country."

Steve snorted at that. He also missed, letting me finally take a shot. I moved in to attack while he took a swig of his beer. "It would be good for teambuilding. Maybe help with the tension that's built up."

"Tension?" I asked, missing my shot with a groan.

"Some of the people on the team rub each other the wrong way," Steve sighed. "It's understandable. We're a big team of strong personalities. Hopefully, if we nip it in the bud, it won't interfere."

"Huh," I thought of Ghost and clenched tightly at the pool cue in my hands. "That's good," I cocked my head. "What do you-"

"Mahmoud," Steve interrupted me. He never interrupted me. "...Are you okay? Being away from your family?"

"...No. Not always," I said, trying to hide my shock. Steve leaned in for his shot, but somehow I could tell he was waiting for me to continue. "I, uh… I do miss them. A lot. My mom mostly. She was awesome. I know people make fun of the whole stay-at-home thing, but she worked every day to take care of us. I mean, there were six kids in my family, and she kept us all straight and narrow… God, I never understood how hard she worked for us as a kid."

"My mom was the same way," Steve made his shot, officially winning the game. "She was a nurse. I… she died when I turned eighteen. After that… there was only Bucky," he leaned back looking down at the table thoughtfully.

"...My mom's name is Fatiha," I said softly. "If I ever get the chance, I'd like to introduce you to my family. Well, you and Bucky," I rubbed the back of my neck. "I mean, I don't know if I'll ever get to see them again," I said with not a hint of pain in my voice. "B-But when I do, it'll be awesome to introduce you to them, man."

Steve looked touched. "Thanks. I'd love to meet them."

I kinda laughed. "Granted, my parents are really not up on pop culture. My mom isn't going to have any idea who the hell you are."

The living legend laughed, a full belly laugh. "Oh, believe me, I'm not going to mind that at all!"

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in this FanFiction MC develop his strength , character and friends gradually, FanFiction has some logic not like those half brain ones. FanFiction explore other characters too ,this FanFiction has more than MCU in a good way like She Hulk 
 
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Please comment your thoughts and reactions much appreciated. ..............................................................................Not my original work . Read it on fan fiction . net Credit for this brilliant piece goes to original author ( Mahmoud Schahed / Desert chocolate). ................ just sharing his work with his permission .............................., enjoy it. ............... link to original website =. https://m.fanfiction.net/s/12989970/1/Dial ................ you can contact me on. rishabhsinght168@gmail.com

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