I, Xingyue, a Manga Artist!

"Dongdong—are you there? Mr. Kurokawa..."

The constant knocking on the door woke Kurokawa Kazumi who was sleeping.

"who?"

Rubbing her eyes, she said dissatisfiedly that her brother had gone out, which she knew. And...the person at the door speaks English...she can't understand it.

"Well, I'm a waiter at the hotel, can I pick up Mr. Kurokawa's package?"

"What is he talking about..." Kurokawa Kazumi muttered, and walked to the door... instead of opening the door, he repeatedly checked the lock and locked the chain beside it.

Looking at the dressing cabinet at the side, and then at his slender body, he sighed slightly.

I can't move...

"Forget it, give your brother a call."

After Kurokawa Kazumi said something softly, he picked up the phone beside the bed and started calling Kurokawa Kazumi.

Kurokawa Kazuya told her—

When you are away from home, you can't trust anyone except your brother! No matter what others say, as long as he doesn't come back and open the door, he must never open the door! For whatever reason—

When you can’t judge the situation, call your brother, don’t strike up a conversation with strangers casually, don’t listen to what strangers say, they are all enemies, and they all want to kill you for money. alright!

However, as an obedient younger sister, she believed what her brother said and thought it was right, so, except for the people her brother introduced to her, no matter who she knew, she wanted to be with her. It is impossible to say anything!

She will just say no.

Of course... there is a second half of my brother's words—it doesn't matter if I think I can definitely defeat the opponent on various levels.

But now, she thinks that she is not an opponent. The person outside the door is an adult, who keeps saying incomprehensible words. Although she is not sure what the purpose is, there is nothing wrong with treating her as an enemy.

beep beep——

The call has been made!

the other side.

Kurokawa, Ya and Emiya Kiritsugu were in an awkward situation.

Kurokawa and Ya didn't know what to say...Emiya Kiritsugu was on guard against this person.

Indeed, he may not be a magician, but Emiya Kiritsugu not only has a great reputation in the world of magicians, but also in the world of killers.

Accepted a mission that no other killer could complete.

So it's not impossible for him, the magician killer, to provoke someone, although... this person looks very amateurish, and he doesn't have any **** or murderous aura.

Perhaps for other people, things like murderous aura are a bit illusory, but Emiya Kiritsugu has personally experienced it countless times—

It's like the feeling of ordinary people being stared at by a snake, with countless goosebumps all over their body... There is no doubt that it is murderous, and there is no similar thing from the person in front of him.

but...

He didn't know why, but he was able to determine one thing—

Relying on his intuition to judge one thing...

Something is wrong with this person!

"Beep beep—" At this moment, the phone rang.

"Ah, I'll take a call." Kurokawa and Mi breathed a sigh of relief, thanking someone for calling him at this time to clear up the current atmosphere.

then...

He reached out to the bag beside him—

Emiya Kiritsugu stretched a hand into his bosom, and opened the safety of the pistol in his bosom.

The moment Kurokawa Kazuya's hand was taken out of the package—

The moment he judged whether he was holding a phone or a weapon—that's when he attacked!

Kurokawa Kazuya also felt...

murderous look!

Like Emiya Kiritsugu, he has felt this kind of thing countless times, but the difference is that he is in a dream.

It is the first time to experience it in person.

It was...like someone was going to point a gun at him.

In the dream, I didn't know how many times I exercised, and I didn't know how many times I was killed by various guns. The soul tempted my body and wanted to avoid it.

But—his reason is very clear.

The man in front of him is very dangerous, it was a failure to approach him without authorization at first...

In the final analysis, factors such as "curiosity" and "death" in my heart are at work, and people who are more cautious will not do this. But—be cautious about everything, and avoid everything when encountering things, it will be too boring!

Such a life is boring to death, it is not what he wants at all!

But now, there is no other way, all he can do now is to be calm, be careful, and not make unnecessary movements.

Because...he knew very well that if the person in front of him was just a killer, he still had a chance. But if he is really a magician killer, I have no chance at all!

Even before, he thought that this world was an ordinary world without the slightest magic power.

Even if he has met Tohsaka and the Ryogi family before...Even though Emiya Kiritsugu may not be a magician killer but an ordinary killer with the same name and appearance...

He is also suppressing his heart.

He opened his bag with his hands.

"Huh? Kazumi? Is she awake?" Looking at the phone in the backpack, Kurokawa and Mi talked, wanting to ease the current atmosphere.

Although there is nothing about the phone number of this era, but there are two phones in his package, one is known to other people like the editor, and the other is a phone that no one knows except his own sister.

And now it was my sister's phone that rang.

"Ka—"

The phone was pulled out.

Emiya Kiritsugu, who had already drawn the pistol halfway, retracted it again, confirming that it was just a phone call.

"Hello? Kazumi? What? Are you hungry?"

The next moment, Kurokawa and Mi frowned.

no answer-

Kurokawa Kazumi has no conversation!

"Hey, Kazumi? Are you joking with my brother? Well, if there is anything you want to eat, I'll bring it back for you...Hello...Hello?"

In the hotel, a man looked at Kurokawa Kazumi who was lying on the ground, picked up the phone, and hung up directly.

Then—he picked up Kurokawa Kazumi and walked out.

"Hey! Hey!"

beep beep—

The next moment, Kurokawa and Ya's expressions turned cold, and there was no time to care about Emiya Kiritsugu.

There is no such time anymore, he must rush back now, immediately!

"Well, I'm sorry, it seems that something has happened to the good thing, so I'm leaving first."

After saying that, he picked up the package, and Kurokawa and Mi ran towards the hotel.

Emiya Kiritsugu looked at his back carefully, and could shoot him in the back at any time to end his life, but in the end—it was okay.

He thought for a while and said, "Recently, there was a famous disappearance case in London. The missing people were all teenagers and girls, and most of them were from other places."

"...So that's the case, I know." Kurokawa and Mi paused, and then left directly.

If Emiya Kiritsugu had shot just now, he would have the confidence to dodge, relying on his intuition to dodge who knows how many bullets he has dodged...

However, there is no time to care about these things now....

Must rush back immediately—

Moreover, it is right to call the police now...Call 999 first, and talk about the rest while walking.

He is very angry now, but also very calm!

[999, the British police number. 】

The drawing speed of the main character

Kishibe Rohan's drawing ability obtained by the protagonist—

As shown in the picture.

That's it.

Moreover, Kishibe Rohan in this period was only 20 years old, while Kishibe Rohan in Kurokawa and Yahua's Kishibe Rohan was 27 years old when he was motionless. In other words, the painting skills must have further grown.

Kurokawa and Mihua already had something in their minds, and what they got was a manga work, which can guarantee a manuscript in about ten minutes, and this is even after some modifications have been made.

Then, if the original novel or animation is turned into a manga, the speed will drop to twenty or thirty... But the main thing is to conceive the storyboard draft in the mind, and it is also the same speed when the concept is completed.

Finally, it is to draw completely original comics, because the plot, storyboard and so on have to be thought out by themselves, so the speed is further reduced. How fast it takes depends on the feelings at the time...