sekai ichi yoshino [Vol1].pdf

Sekaiichi Hatsukoi: Yoshino

Chiaki no Baai (VOL.1)

Story: Miyako Fujisaki

Illustrator: Shungiku Nakamura

- THIS IS A NON-PROFIT TRANSLATION -

Translator: Hanacoco

Editor: Bee

Website: http://cocobees.livejournal.com/

ʮ CHAPTER 1 ʯ

“It's boring,” said the man sitting in front of him as he tossed the thick stack of

papers on the desk.

“Wha-!” Hearing that, Yoshino Chiaki was immediately about to complain, but

squeezing his fists on his lap and grinding his teeth, he refrained from shouting at his

companion.

Calm down! Listen to what he has to say first......

He decided to hold back for now. There would be time to argue later. Yoshino

gulped down the water placed before him in one go and waited for Hatori Yoshiyuki's -

the editor in charge of him - explanation. Yoshino Chiaki's pen name was Yoshikawa

Chiharu. He was a top-notch shoujo manga artist. He started drawing manga since he was

a student, and now the 28 year old was popular.

After Hatori glared at Yoshino, he tapped at the storyboard with his finger and

spat out, “Were you writing this thinking it was good? What the hell is this? It's obvious

you thought that anything would pass since 'The storyboard of the great manga artist

Yoshikawa Chiharu sold one million copies.' Don't be arrogant, you idiot.”

“….,” Yoshino was silent. He was furious at these words. He wrote the

storyboard with so much earnest, only to have it heavily criticized. There is no manga

artist who would not have his pride shattered in such situations. Yoshino jumped up from

his chair with a clatter and confronted Hatori, shouting.

“When was I arrogant?! When did I do my work thinking it was good? Besides,

even if you are my childhood friend, you're talking back to an author when you're just an

editor. How can you speak to me that way?!”

But Hatori continued to reply coolly, “Talking back to an author? Speaking to you

that way? Ha! There's your arrogance.”

Yoshino swallowed hard, realizing he had said too much. He became quiet, at a

loss for words, as he sadly sat back down in his seat. This was a dispute which would

have attracted attention, but fortunately, it's not that he always used this cafe for business

meetings at this time, rather he felt that usually few customers were here, just as there

was no one but the part-time clerk and the shop manager at the moment.

Since both the manager and the young part-time clerk have gotten completely

used to the bickering coming from Yoshino and his companion, the quarrel did not

disturb the air in the cafe and the men remained absorbed in their work.

It's boring...?

He couldn't deny that this time even he, himself, had little confidence in the

storyboard. However, while he was pondering on it, it slowly began to make no sense to

him, but the deadline had come and before long the storyboard was due.

Where is it bad? I'll quickly fix it for now, and then make him say it's interesting.

Yoshino was burning partially with a desire for revenge and looked over the

storyboard again.

Then after some time, Hatori spoke,”The theme isn't bad. But, there's too much

detail.”

“Huh?”

“I understand there are many things you want to draw. But are you thinking of the

readers when you're drawing?”

“......Oh......”

Now that he mentioned it, Yoshino thought Hatori was probably right. He wanted

to include this and that in his drawings, so it ended up messy. Yoshino seized this

opportunity to work out the tangled story, and continued to be absorbed in fixing the

storyboard. While he was fixing the storyboard, Yoshino stole a glance at Hatori.

Hatori was sipping coffee while looking over the manuscript with a frown. Even

though he was an editor, Hatori wore a suit and necktie. Yoshino thought it seemed as if

he was displaying a serious character. Hatori did not have a dashing appearance, but he

was good-looking due to his double eyelids and clear-cut features. If he didn't furrow his

brows, he would be quite a handsome man.

While Yoshino was gazing at Hatori's troublesome face, he was complaining to

himself in his head.

I mean, just because we're childhood friends and don't need to be on polite terms,

isn't he speaking a little bit more superior to me?

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