Both of Shinozaki's eyes were glowing like he had stumbled upon a treasure. "This work has broken beyond the limitations of the current industry, and it possesses its own unique style. Isn't this what I've been striving for?"
He studied the manuscripts on the table, but just flipping through them caused his body to shake. These were simple characters, but they seemed to come alive with the artist's hand. He seemed to be able to draw out the complications of the human heart with his pen. There was no gory scene and no disgusting monsters; he merely drew the image of human beings in his eyes, and it caused Shinozaki's spin to tingle with apprehension.
