Manga company, inside an office: "Geez...your drawing style is good now, but the setting and plot are too clichéd"
"Look at comics nowadays."
"Either the boss of the company becomes his girlfriend, or he falls in love with a chimera or a cat lady."
"And look at you...Aomame-san, it's outdated, go back and change the subject matter."
The manga editor threw a dozen manuscript papers onto the table and sent them off unceremoniously.
"Editor, I think there's still a market for this topic, please give it a chance..." the handsome young man who looked to be about twenty or so, bowed his head in a sincere manner.
"No no no, I still have things to do, hurry up, you have time to plead why don't you go back and draw another one that fits the market"
...
The submission was rejected again, Su Cheng was like a salted fish that had lost itself.
His heart is like ashes walking on the street...
"Alas, this is the third manuscript, is there any cartoonist in the world who is worse off than me..."
He's a flop cartoonist.
After graduation, he chose to pursue his dream of drawing comics as a career.
When he first made this decision, Su Cheng was full of vigor, working towards the goal of being the world's top cartoonist.
Then, Su Cheng was beaten by reality.
Turned into a cartoon no achievement, and in addition to drawing cartoons, nothing can, monthly can only rely on shaking the drawing of Ceratu barely survive the day of the pummeling!
The road recalled the words of the editor just now.
The more Su Cheng thought, the more angry, can not help but mutter to himself, "Drawing, drawing a hammer!"
"Still cat lady chimera? I'll just draw a female ghost to fall in love with!"
One foot kicked away the stones on the road.
Su Cheng with all the grievances, back to his own rental house.
The room was very small, the decoration was simple, there was only basic furniture, and the waste manuscripts were all over the floor...
However, despite the poor environment, it was the place that Su Cheng had searched all over North Harbor to find.
"Alas, let me sleep through the night..."
Su Cheng lay down on the bed, his eyes very cloudy.
His stomach was hungry, but he had no money to eat.
Could it be that he was going to be the first manga artist to starve to death?
Forget it...let's go for a takeout run in the next two days to get some blood back.
Yesterday, he drew comics until three in the morning.
Su Cheng was already exhausted, lying on the bed consciousness fell into a deep sleep.
...
And in the middle of his unnoticed.
A wisp of black smoke floated up from under the bed, and gradually, converged a gloomy woman's figure.
She wore a thin white dress, and her long hair fell down, covering most of her face. But just by looking at the part that was exposed, one could tell that it was very pretty.
The clothes on her body were also too thin, outlining the lines of her body that were full of temptation.
However, the shadowy cold that emanated from her body sent shivers down one's spine.
After the woman appeared, she floated strangely in mid-air.
Watching Su Cheng for a moment, seemingly confirming that she has fallen asleep.
Then slowly landed on Su Cheng's bed, straddled his body, opened two pale but delicate-looking hands, and pinched Su Cheng's neck.
"Well...!"
At the same time, the sleeping Su Cheng's consciousness instantly woke up.
He could feel that there was a female ghost pinching himself.
But he couldn't move, nor did he want to.
Because this kind of experience of being conscious but unable to move, Su Cheng had experienced too much.
A year ago, Su Cheng rented this place.
At that time, I heard that this room was a dead person, so the rent was very low.
Su Cheng, who did not believe in ghosts and gods, moved in.
At first it was safe and sound, but it wasn't long before Su Cheng had her first ghostly pressure on her bed.
Consciousness awake, the body can not control, the neck was pinched, a sense of suffocation.
Sometimes you can also see a ghostly face.
It was a cloaked woman...
For the first time, Su Cheng was frightened by the ghost pressure on the bed, but fortunately the ghost pressure only lasted for a short time.
And after Su Cheng woke up, there was nothing on the bed.
It was as if he had just had a very lucid dream with clear images!
Su Cheng even saw a doctor for this.
The doctor told him that this is staying up too late drawing comics for too long, resulting in mental exhaustion, triggered by the ghost pressure on the bed, rest and rest will be fine.
Su Cheng is an atheist and believes in this theory.
But he is a puff cartoonist.
Staying up late was a regular occurrence, and there was no time to listen to the doctor's advice.
Therefore, since the first time he was ghosted in bed, Su Cheng began to be ghosted in bed often.
Every time, it was the current situation.
Every time, it was a female ghost pinching himself, causing him to be about to suffocate.
With more and more times, Su Cheng had gotten used to it.
From the initial fear of struggling, to calmly struggling, and finally to lazily struggling.
Su Cheng was completely immune to female ghosts.
Think of it as an illusion produced by too much mental stress.
...
"However, even though it's just an illusion produced by stress."
"But I'm in such a bad mood right now, and I have to be bullied by the dreams I'm having."
"Isn't it, too suffocating!"
Su Cheng thought about the various recent losses and thought about his miserable life.
Obviously he was like this, just sleeping, but he had to be choked by his own hallucinations.
Can this be endured?
Can't bear it! It couldn't be endured at all! At once, a nameless rage rose up, and the anger went straight to the top of his head.
Su Cheng attempted to use his anger to take back control of his body.
Based on past experience, the effect of this was minimal.
Every time he used his willpower to forcefully control his body, at most, he could only move his fingers.
But unexpectedly.
Under extreme anger, Su Cheng seemed to feel the existence of the body.
It was able to control the body.
Thus, Su Cheng snapped his eyes open, and he came face to face with a chilling face.
"What's going on, the illusion hasn't disappeared?"
"Could it be that I haven't woken up and am just dreaming now?" Between Su Cheng's doubts, he had already arrived at the conjecture that he was still dreaming.
At this time, the female ghost sitting on Su Cheng's body, her face flashed with surprise and panic.
How is it possible?
Su Cheng even broke free from her control?
Not being able to think too much, the female ghost turned around and was about to flee.
"Hmph! Want to escape?"
Su Cheng thought that this was a dream.
Thinking to herself, in my dream, I can still let you run away?
"Heh heh heh, after pinching me for so long and torturing me for almost a year, you still want to escape?"
"My dream, let's see how you can escape!" Su Cheng grabbed the female ghost's wrist.
Without a second thought. With a sharp yank, he threw the female ghost onto the bed.
And tackled both of the female ghost's arms, holding her down on the bed.
"Likes to press me right..."
"I see that you, the female ghost, also has a lot of flavor!"
Looking at the powerless female ghost, Su Cheng separated one hand.
Pinching the female ghost's small face, he directly...kissed it!
"Woo!" The female ghost's eyes widened as she let out a whimper.
She... was forcibly kissed?
Su Cheng pinched the female ghost's face, "Still dare not"
"Oooh..."
The little girl ghost had hot tears in her eyes and shook her head frantically.
But Su Cheng is worried that there is no pillow at home, sleep is not comfortable, so, hold tight female ghost, body a lie, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Vaguely, Su Cheng heard something in his head.
[Detected host mood swings qualified]
[The system has been opened]
...
Sure enough, it was a dream, even the system came out.