'Robbing someone right in front of the police station... did they think no one could pull them off their motorcycle?'
After a moment of silence for these two idiots' intelligence, Yusei picked up the bag, ran over to the girl, and returned it to her.
The girl was wearing a black mask and coughed from time to time. Yusei didn't get a clear look at her face, so he didn't pay much attention. Before she could say anything, he smiled and waved his hand.
"Be more careful next time."
With that, Yusei left, quickly getting into Shion's car.
Although the incident was brief, he couldn't keep others waiting too long. If he waited for the police officers to arrive, he'd have to give another statement, which would be troublesome.
So, Yusei chose to slip away directly, leaving only the black-haired girl looking puzzled at the car's retreating figure.
'That move just now was so similar to Shinsoku... Is it from some other school?'
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After finishing a meal in the evening that could be considered either a late lunch or an early dinner, Yusei was driven home by Shion.
During this meal, the 'future mother-in-law' didn't ask much, not even about Yusei's daily life. It seemed like it was genuinely just a thank-you gesture.
This puzzled Yusei, 'Wasn't this future mother-in-law supposed to be checking me out because of my close relationship with Senpai?'
'After all, if your daughter is dating, you'd want to prevent her from meeting a playboy, right?'
This 'future mother-in-law' was hard to figure out, but Yusei didn't dwell on it too much and returned home.
Shiro seemed to be taking an afternoon nap, hugging Yusei's pillow, breathing softly in her sleep.
His dad was at work. Recently, the company had overtime with extra pay, so to provide a better life for the family, he was working very hard.
Kanako was in the kitchen washing rice, preparing for dinner.
Seeing Yusei return, she brought out the snacks she bought in the afternoon and placed them in front of him.
Even Yusei, who was just starting to feel a sense of belonging in this world, had to admit that Kanako truly treated him as her own child.
She didn't act like a stepmother at all and was very good to him.
This also solidified his determination to earn money properly. If nothing else, buying Shiro all sorts of luxurious gaming equipment was the bare minimum.
Returning to his room, Yusei picked up his drawing tools and manuscript paper, preparing to start his first work.
He only stopped when his dad came home in the evening. Dozens of completed pages were placed on the bed beside him.
Since he didn't remember all the details of Attack on Titan perfectly, only the general plot, Yusei followed the main storyline and filled in the specific details himself.
This made Yusei uncertain if it would be as wildly popular as in his previous life, but for now, Attack on Titan was the most suitable work to submit.
After all, if he serialized Naruto or One Piece, it would take forever...
For now, drawing manga was just an emergency way to make money. In the future, his focus would be on studying the Sharingan, swordsmanship, or other powerful abilities.
Even for making money, there were other methods.
Like extorting money from gangs...
'Maybe I could use the Sharingan to control gang bosses or even become an underground emperor myself?'
Cough. Yusei felt he was still a law-abiding citizen. Besides, being a thug or running a gang was far less appealing than going to school with the girls.
"Finally got the beginning done."
Yusei stretched and yawned.
He had roughly drawn up to the scene where the 60-meter Colossal Titan appears. Yusei was satisfied, and he felt there was no problem with his manga.
He planned to find time to submit it soon and see the response. If it worked out, he'd aim for one chapter per week.
"Nii, what are you doing?"
Suddenly, Yusei felt a soft little figure climb onto his back.
Shiro, her eyes sleepy, slowly crawled next to Yusei and looked at the finished manuscript pages on the bed beside him.
"Is this manga?"
"Yeah, has Shiro read manga before?" Yusei smiled.
"I have." Shiro's gaze focused on the pages one by one.
"Then give your big brother your opinion. If it's successful, maybe I can buy Shiro all sorts of fun things in the future."
Shiro nodded her little head, leaned against Yusei's chest, found a comfortable position, and started reading the manga drawn by her 'Nii'.
Yusei was happy to see this. He half-leaned against the headboard, unconsciously holding Shiro's soft, fragrant little body. He felt drowsy, as if he could fall asleep at any moment.
He had used the Sharingan several times today, draining quite a bit of his mental energy. Feeling sleepy now was normal.