Chapter 116: Want To Be Possessed By A Jian
Kaji Keiko walked into the room, glancing at the first floor studio that was already taking shape, and said, “It looks pretty well set up.”
“After all, Editor arranged it all, saving me a lot of trouble.” Sakamoto Ken politely replied.
He saw Natsume Mio still standing in the doorway, looking a bit hesitant, so he said to her, “What are you standing there for? Come in.”
“Oh…” Natsume Mio responded, quickly taking off her shoes and entering, then walking over briskly.
Natsume Mio had just taken one step into the room when she immediately noticed Sakamoto Ken’s gaze falling on her legs, lingering for a moment.
She felt a surge of secret delight in her heart, the corner of her mouth involuntarily curling up slightly, but she quickly tried to hold back her expression.
The girl thought to herself.
A Jian, you guy, you really do like staring at girls’ feet.
Saying no no on your mouth, but you’re actually a big foot-fetish pervert!
Actually, unlike a certain girl’s wild thoughts, Sakamoto Ken was more puzzled than appreciative.
He even subconsciously blinked hard a few times and looked again carefully, wondering if he had eye strain from drawing too long or if his memory was off.
But that shouldn’t be the case; his memory was clearly very good.
He clearly remembered that not long ago, when Natsume Mio came to deliver a bento at home, she was wearing a pair of pure white cotton short socks on her feet.
How come this time she appeared again, the socks on her feet had changed to this style?
Semi-transparent material, clinging tightly to her slender calves, wrapping around the rounded curves of her legs, with fair skin faintly visible under the silky fabric.
Sakamoto Ken’s gaze didn’t linger too long, but he wondered in his mind, this girl specially changed into a pair of socks and came back, what is she up to?
Natsume Mio, on the other hand, had a smiling face, as if nothing had happened.
She naturally followed behind Kaji Keiko and walked into the room.
Then, Natsume Mio’s gaze immediately fell on Kaji Keiko’s feet.
Today, Editor Kaji was wearing a dark urban minimalist style outfit: a navy blue knit cardigan on top and black wide-leg pants on the bottom, looking very capable.
However, on her feet were a pair of bright red cotton short socks, with a circle of bright yellow decorative lines at the ankles.
They weren’t visible earlier when she was wearing shoes, hidden by the long pants, but now clearly seen, there were several English letters printed on the instep: ASUKA.
Anime merchandise? As expected of a manga editor.
Kaji Keiko walked around the studio, then sat down on a chair and spun it around with interest.
“Hmm, the chair is comfortable too.” She looked at Sakamoto Ken and said, “Next week when the three assistants arrive, the studio will get lively.”
“At that time, I’ll have to trouble Editor to take good care of things. I still have to go to school, so I might not be able to watch over the studio all the time.” Sakamoto Ken said.
“Don’t worry!” Kaji Keiko agreed readily. “I’m only in charge of Sakamoto Sensei’s work right now, so just leave everything to me. I’ll get the studio side all sorted out. As long as there’s no mandatory meeting at the company, I can come here, and the three assistants are all capable, so Sakamoto Sensei can rest assured.”
“Mm, thanks, Editor.” Sakamoto Ken thanked her.
The creation, operation, promotion of a manga, and various negotiations involve a lot of matters. Although Sakamoto Ken had memories from his previous life, he could only grasp the creation stage himself.
For all other matters, having an editor like this was indeed a big relief.
At this time, Kaji Keiko smiled warmly at Natsume Mio, who seemed a bit reserved nearby.
“Speaking of which, Mio is here too. I brought the finished promotional video from our last shoot. I came today to get Sakamoto Sensei’s confirmation, and then we’ll start putting it on various platforms.”
With that, Kaji Keiko took out a laptop from her crossbody bag, turned it on, and opened a video file.
Hearing it was the finished promotional video, Natsume Mio quickly leaned in too, standing one on each side of Kaji Keiko with Sakamoto Ken, eyes fixed on the screen.
The video was only a short thirty seconds.
The first twenty seconds were quick-paced animated manga clips, flashing through classic scenes of Denji transforming into Chainsaw Man and fighting demons, with upbeat rock music in the background, and a few lines voiced by Natsume Mio.
Then, the screen shifted.
The shot focused on Natsume Mio wearing Makima’s standard suit costume set.
She first imitated Makima’s enigmatic expression, giving the camera a wicked smile.
Then, she picked up《 Chainsaw Man》 Volume 1 and showed it to the camera, freezing on a close-up of her holding the volume with both hands, smiling sweetly yet with a hint of dangerous aura.
In this short video, the effects were maxed out, with impactful lighting, shadows, and shot transitions in a typical hot-blooded shonen manga promotional style.
Watching Natsume Mio’s performance in the video, Sakamoto Ken had to admit she nailed Makima’s aloof, domineering vibe with a touch of possessiveness.
Natsume Mio watching herself on the screen felt both excited and nervous.
She sneaked a glance at Sakamoto Ken beside her. The video was playing a second time now, and seeing him watching intently, she asked, “How is it, A Jian? Did I look good in the shoot?”
Sakamoto Ken nodded and said honestly, “Looks good.”
“Then can I shoot again next time?” Natsume Mio said.
Before Sakamoto Ken could answer, Kaji Keiko smiled and chimed in, “Sure! There will definitely be more promotional videos in the future, plenty of opportunities. We can even tie in with Sakamoto Sensei’s manga, like other costumes…”
As she spoke, she deliberately winked at Sakamoto Ken, her tone teasing, “How about swimsuit Makima? It’d be quite attention-grabbing.”
“Editor, don’t think about doing anything edgy.” Sakamoto Ken said.
Kaji Keiko covered her mouth and laughed, waving her hand. “No no, just kidding. Though Mio would look great in a swimsuit… but we’ll stick to proper promotion.”
Sakamoto Ken then nodded and said, “Mm, actually I have no issue with shooting that kind of video for promotion, but we can find other models.”
After saying that, he looked at Natsume Mio and added, “Not that you wouldn’t look good in a bikini.”
Kaji Keiko covered her mouth and smiled; of course she could sense the special vibe between the two.
Hearing Sakamoto Ken say that, Natsume Mio felt delighted inside.
Swimsuit cosplay or whatever, A Jian says to find other models to shoot.
He just doesn’t want her to wear something so revealing in public.
What does that mean?
It means A Jian likes me!
And this is called possessiveness!
He’s already thinking of me as his in his heart, yet pretending to be so calm.
Otherwise, why wouldn’t he want me to appear in a bikini?
Is A Jian worried I’ll refuse, and then we can’t even be friends?
No way, wanting to be possessed by A Jian, ah… this feeling…
Wanting to be A Jian’s woman, to be owned by A Jian, to become part of A Jian…
Just like in that memory, being hugged by A Jian, caressed, tightly bound…
Thinking of this, Natsume Mio felt her heart pounding wildly.
There was an indescribable flutter inside, and even her body felt illusory sensations.
Like a rope passing through the back of her neck, extending to her chest, tying a knot at her heart, then going behind to bind her hands.
Thus prostrated on the bed, unable to move, only able to let him…
“Gulp…” Natsume Mio swallowed, her thoughts returning to reality.
She smiled at Sakamoto Ken, her face showing just the right amount of shy smile, and said, “Bikini Makima or whatever definitely won’t work for appearing on camera, but… if A Jian needs a drawing model for Makima… I can do it oh~”
