Chapter 66: Eriri's Lightning Five-Whip!
If he listened to his readers for everything, would he still be writing the novel?
Of course, that was just a joke.
In fact, regarding the ending, he had already planned to make some revisions even before this.
Because he also hoped to see a better ending, and some of the characters in his story deserved to have a beautiful tomorrow, as the best gift in this life.
He didn't change his original intention due to threats, but because it was his own original intention.
In this world, he was the original author of demon slayer, so an ending with his own ideas was understandable, right?
"Ding-dong~"
The doorbell suddenly rang.
"Who is it?"
As soon as Izumi Chihiro opened the door, a pair of soft, fair hands grabbed his collar.
Enemy attack!
Eriri's Lightning Five-Whip!
"Wait, Eriri...!"
Suddenly realizing something, Izumi Chihiro was about to say something to defend himself, but his childhood friend, already seeing red, only had the thought of venting her anger, not caring what he wanted to say.
"Slap... slap..."
One whip! Two whips! Three whips! Four whips! Five whips!
Eriri controlled his body with her hands, then shook her head, her golden twin tails seemingly transforming into divine whips striking his face.
A set of Lightning Five-Whip left him dizzy.
"Alright, alright! That's enough!"
Izumi Chihiro felt the slight tickling sensation on his face and finally couldn't help but resist, firmly grabbing both of her twin tails.
"You jerk, why are you grabbing my hair? Pervert Chihiro! Do you have some ill intentions?!"
Eriri shouted, her face red.
If her twin tails weren't restrained by him, making it difficult to launch another attack, those little fangs would probably be sinking into the back of his hand right now.
"Hmm? What do you mean, the villain makes the first accusation? Didn't Eriri you make the first move... the first hair move on me? If I didn't grab it, wouldn't I keep getting attacked by you? So, do I have a problem?"
Izumi Chihiro retorted with full confidence.
"What's with that, didn't you make me angry first! Why did you write that kind of plot? You're too awful! Did Shinobu and Muichiro Tokito offend you or something?"
Eriri pursed her lips, then looked up and questioned.
"You're being unreasonable, okay? As a fan, even if you're dissatisfied with the creator, it shouldn't escalate to physical coercion, right?"
He said, his eyes flickering.
"You mind your own business! And... I'm not your fan!"
Eriri gritted her teeth.
"Not my fan, then why did you read the latest volume? What was that for?"
He immediately laughed.
"I, I, I... I just wanted to see how badly you wrote it, and when you read a work, you have to see it through, right?"
Eriri turned her flushed face to the side.
"Oh, so that means... you care about me? If Eriri had said that earlier, I would have understood, thank you so much for caring about me so much."
Izumi Chihiro feigned a look of sudden realization.
"You, you, you..."
Eriri turned back, somewhat speechless.
When it came to arguing, she still couldn't quite match him.
"By the way, Ni-san and Eriri-nee-san, how long are you two going to keep acting like this?"
Suddenly, a soft voice interjected from the side; it was Sagiri, who had just come downstairs to pour herself some water.
...
The scene fell into a brief silence.
From an outsider's perspective, their current situation looked a bit bad.
"You let go first."
Eriri said.
The unyielding Sawamura Miss was still so stubborn and concerned with appearances.
"Alright."
Izumi Chihiro wouldn't stoop to the girl's level and let go first.
Seeing this, Eriri also withdrew her hands, then reached up to smooth her twin tails, humming softly, "It's all your fault, Chihiro, you messed up my hair!"
"Heh heh."
He let out a light chuckle of unknown meaning.
After catching their breath slightly, the two sat down on the sofa.
Sagiri brought out three glasses of cola from the kitchen, placed them on the glass table, and then sat down beside them.
"Eriri-nee-san seems very angry, could Ni-san have done something annoying again?"
"Sagiri, you're siding with outsiders! Can't it be that Eriri is being unreasonable?!"
Izumi Chihiro, who was drinking cola, almost spat out a mouthful of soda.
Before, seeing them not talking much, he thought their relationship had soured.
Sure enough, interactions between girls were still a mystery to him.
"Hmph, it's all because of that light novel Chihiro wrote, it almost made me die of anger!"
Eriri said, crossing her arms.
"By the way, Sagiri, what did you feel when you saw the manuscript? Didn't you want to beat Chihiro black and blue?"
She was seeking validation.
"Hmm, it was a bit uncomfortable…"
"Right?"
"But this is Ni-san's work after all. Since Ni-san has already made his choice, then as an illustrator, I can only support Ni-san's decision and draw every illustration well."
"Huh?"
Eriri was happy with Sagiri's first sentence, but she didn't expect the long speech that followed to make her expression freeze.
So, I was the one who lost!
I'm the clown?
Izumi Chihiro was also surprised, not expecting such a quick turn of events.
When did his sister's resolve become so high?
Not long ago, she was also clamoring and complaining about the death of the Flame Pillar.
"Sagiri, is that really what you think? You're not lying or being sarcastic, are you?"
Just right, Eriri asked the question for him.
"During this time, Sagiri, I've also grown a lot, you know."
Sagiri's expression suddenly became proud, and her gaze fell on her, "Eriri-nee-san, you should pay attention. It won't be long before my drawing skills surpass yours!"
"Is that so?"
Eriri's expression became serious.
Although she had long anticipated this day, she didn't expect it to come so quickly.
In a sense, this was a declaration of war!
As two individuals with artist attributes, their relationship was quite close. As long as both aspired to become stronger, they would naturally want to compete against each other.
"However, it's too early for you to say that! It seems you think that because you've made rapid progress recently, you can easily surpass me. That's truly too naive."
Eriri said, completely unfazed.
Sagiri's talent was good, and her progress was astonishing, but as someone with experience, she knew very well that this state could not be sustained.
The further one went, the harder it became to improve.
Drawing, in fact, was easy to learn but difficult to master.
As long as you worked hard, even without much talent, you could still draw beautiful pictures that would amaze laypeople after a few years.
But beyond that, the time spent would become longer and longer, yet the progress would be far less than before, unable to improve by even 10% in a year.
Only when Sagiri reached her bottleneck would she understand the true gap between them, which was by no means something that could be caught up with in a short time.
"Eriri-nee-san, then let's wait and see!"
Sagiri's eyes showed a fighting spirit that was rarely seen in the past.
…
Sagiri quickly returned to her room.
"I didn't expect Sagiri to have a day full of fighting spirit."
Izumi Chihiro said with emotion.
His initially lazy sister was now becoming more and more competitive.
Should he cry or laugh?
"I also look forward to that day, the day Sagiri can truly put pressure on me."
Eriri, on the other hand, expressed herself with great confidence.
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