Chapter 249 People are selling books at the comic exhibition

After a night passed, it was time for the next day.

The cicadas' chirping, as well as the sunlight and heat that cause them to chirp, are becoming more and more intense. It is now eleven o'clock in the morning, when the temperature is at its highest.

There was not a cloud in the sky overhead, and today's weather was even brighter than yesterday, and also hotter.

Fortunately, Qingshuijian came to a place where the air conditioning was strong enough and there would definitely be no one else visiting at this time.

To be honest, it is Ayase Kotone's home.

To be more precise, it is Ayase Kotone's hometown.

Shimizu Mi chatted with Ayase Kotone for a while yesterday and found out that her hometown was in Kanagawa, so she took advantage of the summer vacation to return to her hometown from Tokyo.

Moreover, the text message sent by Ayase Kotone said that her parents were not at home today and they both went on vacation to the beach.

Although they also invited Ayase Kotone, she refused.

I think it’s because of today’s comic exhibition.

Ayase Kotone knew that Shimizumi was coming, so she didn't lock the door, and Shimizumi entered the house after turning the doorknob easily.

Ayase Kotone's house is a large three-story detached house, the kind that can often be seen in the countryside.

Perhaps because she heard the noise of Shimizumi taking off her shoes at the entrance, Ayase Kotone sent him a text message.

[I'm on the second floor, Qingshui-san, just come up directly, my room is the first one on the left]

Because Ayase Kotone's house is very close to the venue of the comic convention, I simply made an appointment to meet at her house yesterday, but I didn't expect that she was still in the room, and the comic convention was about to start in about an hour.

Qing Shuijian put away his phone and walked towards the second floor.

Going straight up to the second floor, Shimizu followed Ayase Kotone's instructions and came to the door of the first room on the left.

I originally wanted to knock on the door, but it seemed that the door of the room was not locked at all. Qingshuijian just raised his index finger and knocked on it, and with a slight force, the door was pushed open.

There were no lights on in the room and all the curtains were drawn. If you didn't have a cell phone or a clock, you would not be able to tell the time once you entered the room.

On the bed in the corner of the room, Ayase Kotone was sitting cross-legged on the quilt with her uncombed black hair, looking like she had just woken up.

Shimizumi raised his hand, wanting to casually greet her and inform her of his presence, but Ayase Kotone was now wearing -

A sleeveless white vest that is so short that it exposes the navel, paired with rather short denim shorts, looks like a perfect piece of home wear.

The material of the sleeveless vest was thin and short, so not only the shoulders, but also the skin around the stomach and navel were exposed.

"Ah, Shimizu-san, you're here, come in."

Perhaps it was the heat from outside that seeped in, Ayase Kotone noticed it and looked at Shimizumi and waved in his direction.

"Um……"

From the beginning, Qingshuijian felt that something was wrong.

If there is something wrong, it is Ayase Kotone

It also sways moderately as she waves her hands.

Judging from Shimizu's past experience, Ayase Kotone should have just woken up, and girls generally don't wear underwear when they sleep at night.

After realizing that Ayase Kotone was currently in a vacuum state, Shimizu Mi quickly moved his eyes downwards in order not to offend her.

However, when Shimizu moved his gaze downwards, he discovered that the short jeans that Ayase Kotone was wearing were also cut very short, and even the fleshy skin above her thighs could be seen.

And because she was sitting cross-legged, from Shimizu's perspective, she might accidentally see something she shouldn't see through the gaps.

There is no need to explain the rest in such detail.

All in all, Ayase Kotone at home was completely different from the tightly covered image she had last night.

Although we know that she is wearing comfortable home clothes and the weather is indeed very hot, such cool outfit would seem very inappropriate for a boy.

In order to prevent the cold air from continuing to leak out, Qingshuijian closed the door first.

Without the light from the corridor, the room suddenly became several degrees darker.

Ayase Kotone seemed to have long been accustomed to this feeling, so she was not greatly affected.

It took Shimizu a few minutes to adjust to the darkness and see clearly what was in front of him.

Out of curiosity, Qing Shuijian glanced at the desk next to him, and saw an uncorrected line drawing with a sensitive part not covered with black lines...

As for the content of the line drawing, there is a girl in a gymnastics suit being tied up and helpless by a man in a warehouse where sports equipment is stored.

As for the following pages, no matter which page you were on, the screen could not be played normally.

The painting on Ayase Kotone's desk is extremely ominous in many ways.

After returning home last night, Qingshui had nothing to do, so she searched for the comic book called "Girl's Secret Garden" that she bought from the comic store.

Later, I found out that the comic book not only contained bondage,
Shimizu once again realized that Ayase Kotone was indeed a masochist. No wonder she had stuck out her butt and asked Shimizu to spank her last episode.

While sighing, Qing Shuijian took a deep breath.

"President, didn't we agree to go to the comic convention today?"

"Hey, but isn't it still early?"

Still early?

Is she confused from sleep?
Anyway, Shimizu reminded her: "President, the comic exhibition will start in an hour."

"An hour? Isn't it only eight o'clock now?"

Ayase Kotone didn't quite believe it, so she took out her cell phone.

When she saw that the time on her cell phone showed exactly 11:09, Ayase Kotone had an expression of disbelief as if the sky had fallen.

"Didn't you read the message you sent me just now?"

"Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't check the time and thought it was only eight in the morning."

"..."

Qing Shuijian didn't know what to say to her for a moment.

Ayase Kotone has been staying in this room that is so dim that she can't even tell the difference between day and night. No wonder she has forgotten the time.

Fortunately, this place is very close to the comic convention, and it only takes less than half an hour to get there by car, so it should still be in time.

"By the way, President, did you draw all these?"

My eyes had not yet fully adapted to the darkness, so I couldn't see clearly, but now that I look closely, Ayase Kotone's room can really be considered very messy.

Some drawing papers that looked like manuscripts were scattered from the desk surface to the bed, and there were also a large number of fan comics and game setting books on the floor.

Qingshuijian picked up three drafts from the ground.

The faces of the girls drawn on the three draft drawings can be recognized as the same character no matter who sees them, but none of the three drawings have the same expression, each of them has its own clever design.

Even the body shape is the same. Although the postures in the three pictures are completely different, the flesh and skeleton are perfectly coordinated without any distortion. Even a layman like Shimizu Ken can see it.

Compared to the characters drawn by some production companies, whose appearances all seem to be carved from the same mold, these paintings are simply the crushing of the upper over the lower at different levels.

Because he had seen many paintings by Ayase Kotone last week, Shimizu could tell at a glance that all of these paintings were from her hand. "No, no, these were actually drawn by my friend."

"your friend?"

Ayase Kotone uses "Out of Nothing" again.

But in Shimizumi's opinion, her lying skills really need to be improved.

"Yes, that's right. She drew these when she came to my house a few days ago."

Ayase Kotone took the drawings from Shimizumi's hand, stuffed them under the pillow at the head of the bed, and urged:

"Okay, okay, Shimizu-san, I'll take care of these. You can go out for a while. I need to change my clothes."

Shimizu Mi was pushed all the way to the door by Ayase Kotone.

But since she wanted to change clothes, there was nothing she could do, so Qingshuijian had to wait outside.

……

……

Before the comic convention officially started, Shimizu Mi and Ayase Kotone took the shuttle bus to the venue.

After getting off the bus, just look up and you can see a majestic building of an indescribable shape standing before you.

Today's weather is already hotter than the previous few days. As soon as you walk into the square where people are queuing at the entrance of the comic exhibition hall, the heat emitted by the densely packed crowds of people drifts throughout the entire venue, making you feel like you're about to faint.

However, even so, looking around, there are still many people filing in.

I have to say that these people's willpower is truly admirable.

It is now past ten forty, and there are still more than ten minutes before the official start.

The reason why they were able to catch up smoothly was because Ayase Kotone didn't make Shimizu Mi wait too long.

It usually takes a girl at least half an hour, or even more than an hour, from getting up to washing her face, putting on makeup, and getting dressed.

However, Ayase Kotone completed all of this in less than ten minutes.

But the only thing that puzzled Shimizu Mi was that Ayase Kotone was still wearing the same outfit as yesterday.

Although he no longer wore the coat that could suffocate a person to death, he still had a mask, sunglasses, and a hat.

Not only that, she went even further and wore a white wig.

The only normal thing was the clothes on Ayase Kotone.

Today she was wearing a white shirt with puff sleeves at the cuffs, a light blue pleated skirt, and she was barefoot with sandals.

She is quiet and elegant, like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world. Shimizu Mi, who brings such a girl around to the comic convention, feels more like a pop star who comes here to show off and laugh at these people rather than an otaku who comes to the convention.

As time passed, the temperature at noon continued to rise, and everyone on the scene lined up neatly, waiting for the exhibition to open at twelve o'clock.

"Shimizu-san, are you okay? Don't try to force yourself."

"Well, it's okay. I've heard that before... but even on holidays, the number of customers in the mall can't compare to this place."

Shimizumi turned his gaze from the hall entrance in the distance to the square nearby.

It was too troublesome to count the number of people lining up. There were just people, all crowded together, making it impossible to count them. In every way, the scene was like a battlefield.

"It's not just the number of people that is incomparable. The most noteworthy thing is actually the well-trained team after the event started."

"is it?"

"Yes, even though there are so many people crowded here, there are no serious injuries every time. It can be said that there is no other event like this in the world."

Ayase Kotone seemed to have become excited and began to talk.

Sure enough, people will become like this once they get involved in their hobbies or favorite areas.

"But because they have to endure and hold on for so long, a large number of people will break down physically after each event."

Ayase Kotone was right. There were so many people at the scene, so many that it was hard to describe in words. Just one glance would make people want to give up queuing.

"Once almost everyone has entered the venue, the comic convention will be almost over."

Qing Shuijian couldn't help but make a joke.

"That won't happen. It is said that such a situation did happen when it was held in Harumi before. However, after learning from each failure, the organizers have repeatedly improved it. Now, most comic conventions can let everyone in before noon."

Ayase Kotone knew all these things in great detail, but Shimizu Mi didn't even know where Harumi was.

"And it's okay, Shimizu-san."

Under the black mask, Ayase Kotone smiled.

"What do you mean?"

"That is, we don't have to line up behind these people today."

As she spoke, Ayase Kotone showed her a ticket.

That seems to be the club admission ticket to this comic convention.

"This was originally intended to allow those who signed up for the club to set up stalls to sell comics and doujinshi before the event started, so that they would have this kind of ticket that would allow them to enter the venue before the regular participants."

It turns out there is such a thing.

This was the first time I heard of Qingshuijian.

“However, there are also cases where this is not used to prepare the stall.”

"Because some people will take advantage of this channel and buy the comics of popular clubs first, there are many empty-bag clubs that specialize in this purpose. There are also people who buy and sell admission tickets at high prices online. There are endless participants who abuse the good intentions of the organizers."

One could sense from her tone that Ayase Kotone was getting angrier as she spoke.

But in layman's terms, this ticket is probably equivalent to a priority pass for the event.

About ten minutes later, Shimizu Mi and Ayase Kotone used their tickets to enter the exhibition first.

Shimizu followed her to the hall on the east side, where the stall that Ayase Kotone had reserved in advance was.

It’s called a stall, but it’s actually just a simple bench and a set of stools.

After picking up the flyers on the table, Qingshui rolled up his sleeves and moved the two large cardboard boxes under the table.

There were a total of 500 fan comics in the two cardboard boxes, all of which were delivered to the fixed venue by the staff one day in advance.

However, things like setting up a stall still have to be done by yourself.

"Shimizu-san, don't bother me. You're taking too much trouble. I can do this myself."

As she said that, Ayase Kotone snatched the cardboard box from Shimizumi's hands, quickly removed the sealing tape on the outside, and took out the fan comics one by one from inside.

Ayase Kotone skillfully spread a tablecloth on the long table, then stacked the comics on top, and placed a price tag that read "500 yen per copy" on the top of the book...

Wait, wait...a notebook?
Shimizu looked closely at the contents of the covers of the comics and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

It turns out that what Ayase Kotone wanted to sell was not ordinary doujin comics, but R18 erotic doujin books, which are called "benzi" in the industry.

(End of this chapter)