Chapter 7: The Legacy of Eromanga Sensei
Izumi Chihiro put the white album manuscript, which was on the table, into a small drawer.
"I have to start over again."
He muttered to himself.
But he didn't think it was a pity, because this time he wasn't truly starting from scratch.
After meeting with Machida Sonoko, he could confirm that his writing skills seemed sufficient for now; all he needed to do next was find a suitable style and genre.
Coincidentally, that was precisely what he had in abundance in his mind.
In this life's ACG culture, most of the content was unfamiliar to him, which meant that some works from his previous life's memories could be used as references.
He wasn't an idiot; he knew how to use his advantages.
Although he had some advantages compared to certain peers, he knew in his heart that compared to true geniuses, this advantage was negligible.
The geniuses of this life were all unreasonable existences.
If he insisted on being strong and didn't use this sole advantage, the goal of becoming a light novel master would be an unreachable dream for him.
However, he couldn't completely plagiarize, because in his previous life, most of the works he followed were anime, and he had never read light novels; only remembering the anime plot wouldn't give him a significant advantage.
So, thinking about it seriously now, this path, even though much easier than the other paths he had planned, still required arduous effort for a normal person like him to have a slight chance of reaching the top.
"Can I really do it?"
Izumi Chihiro couldn't help but ask himself, then chuckled wryly.
Since he had already decided to take this path, such a question was no longer important.
He could only do his best.
...
"Ni-san, how much longer until you can debut?"
Sagiri was very concerned about this and asked about it again.
"At the fastest, probably two or three months."
Izumi Chihiro estimated.
He had already decided on the genre; it would take some time to create the content for the first volume, then some time for revisions under the editor's guidance, plus the review process—this was already quite optimistic.
"What kind of story are you planning to write, Ni-san?"
Sagiri pressed on.
"In short, it will probably be a story about demons eating people, and people killing demons."
Izumi Chihiro replied.
His sister's thoughts were clear, and since he had agreed, he had no intention of hiding it.
As an illustrator, knowing the story's genre in advance would allow her to be mentally prepared for the illustrations and perform better.
"Will… will people die?"
Sagiri was stunned and asked an innocent question.
She didn't like stories where people died or got hurt, so she had never drawn anything in that vein.
"If it's a battle, then sacrifices are inevitable."
His answer was self-evident.
"Then… can they not die?"
Sagiri bit her thin lip.
"No."
He shook his head, his expression firm, "If Sagiri doesn't like creating something like this, it can actually be given to someone else to handle. There's no need to force yourself."
"No!"
Sagiri loudly interrupted his speech.
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"I definitely won't disappoint Ni-san. When the time comes, I'll produce a work that satisfies Ni-san."
She clenched her fists and left with her head down.
After careful consideration, Sagiri found her mother.
Sagiri's mother, known as 'Eromanga Sensei', was not famous because she only took on jobs where her name would not be directly published, but in reality, she was an incredibly skilled illustrator.
"Kasan, please let me become an excellent illustrator!"
Sagiri raised her eyes.
"So determined? The Sagiri before didn't have any intention of asking me to teach her… Could it be because of that child, Chihiro?"
Mrs. Izumi smiled faintly.
"Yes."
Sagiri pursed her lips.
"Alright, I agree! By the way, do you know what subject Chihiro is planning to write about?"
Mrs. Izumi's smile deepened.
"I know, that's why I came to Kasan for help, because there will be battle scenes that I'm not good at at all."
Sagiri explained the reason.
"I see, battle scenes? You used to be afraid to even look at such scenes, but for that child, hehehe… In that case, Sagiri, you need to be mentally prepared. There isn't much time, so you'll have to work extra hard to do well. Otherwise, you'll just be holding him back."
Mrs. Izumi raised her index finger, cautioning her.
"I've long been prepared! I will definitely become an illustrator who can stand side by side with Ni-san!"
Sagiri's expression became even more resolute.
"That's a great resolve. I will teach Sagiri well."
Mrs. Izumi was deeply relieved by this.
It seems it's time for the title of Eromanga Sensei to be passed down!
…
From that day forward, Sagiri's attitude towards drawing changed significantly.
Before, her passion for drawing wasn't ardent enough; she merely treated it as a hobby for her leisure time.
But now it was different; not only did she treat it as a hobby, but she also regarded it as a profession, expending far more energy than before.
The resulting change, of course, was a significant improvement in her drawing skills!
As the daughter of a super-talented illustrator, she naturally possessed the bloodline of a genius, and with comprehensive guidance and her own diligent efforts, she improved day by day.
After a period of time.
A drawing lay on the table before her.
In the drawing, a resolute young boy wielded a long sword, striking with incredibly realistic movements, and the blood splattering after hitting the opponent's body had a beautiful and magnificent quality.
Sagiri looked at her new artwork before her, her eyes wide with a hint of disbelief.
Did she create this herself?
The difference from before was simply too great!
And this was only after one month.
"This level isn't enough, Sagiri. You can do even better, especially with your art style. To match the subject matter, it needs to be sharper and have more power!"
Mrs. Izumi walked up to her side and offered her critique.
Although she was 'Eromanga Sensei' and enjoyed drawing some suggestive illustrations, she was equally proficient in all kinds of battle scenes.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have dared to guarantee that she could train Sagiri into a truly formidable illustrator.
"I understand! I won't slack off!"
Sagiri composed herself and exhaled.
After a short break, she continued to immerse herself in her artistic endeavors.
Keep practicing!
Practice until her arms reached their daily limit!
"This child…"
Mrs. Izumi couldn't help but marvel at her daughter's perseverance.
Does she really like her brother that much?
Or has she simply fallen in love with the feeling of drawing?