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He was walking with her while his arms were catching her hand and guiding her towards the door.

"Here we are!!" He said while opening the door.

Then quickly he blindfolded her and slowly kept that black ribbon on his pocket.

"Oh My God...So Beautiful..."She said while looking inside the Castle.

She walked around the castle while he was following her.

She looked around the wall and saw some beautiful portraits hanging on the wall.

"But why are we here?" She asked while turning back.

"Because This Place is Our home and From now onwards we will stay here" He said with his warm smile and looked at her with his fake smile.

"Our Home" The words from his icy lips gave her a warm feeling which made her to break down into tears.

Then they walked inside there bedroom. He stepped in front of her and hugged her. She was surprised with his sudden hug but however she didn't rejected it she allowed and then she turned towards him to hug him back.

Suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her stomach that pain was killing her and making her to shout for help. Then he released her and looked at her with serious look.

She looked at her stomach which was bleeding and then she saw her white dress is filled with her blood.

She looked at her dress then She looked at her life who was standing there and then slowly the bedroom door was opened.

She saw someone stepping in front of her and it was her Step-Sister. She hugged him and looked at her with Mocking face.

She couldn't believe that her life has been destroyed by her lover and her sister.

She Looked at him last time.

Then her body stopped moving and collapsed down on the cold floor. Her eyes were closed and slowly her hand slipped down from her stomach and touched the cold floor.

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Liza Summers
Elder Daughter of Summer Family.

She Was Going to take over her Family Kingdom and was going to marry her lover.

But Before few minutes of her death she came to know that her life and her lovable sister betrayed her.

Next day she gets up on her room and realizes that she is not dead. She again realize that God has blessed her with second chance.

This Time She decides to find the truth of her betrayal but after searching for the truth. There was Many Things which were hidden from her and many times she was betrayed but she didn't know about those things in her life....

What are those Truth?

Why it was hidden from her?

Will She again fall in love with her past lover?
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The synopsis 

What would you say is the most valuable thing in this world?
   
 A mountain of gold and silver.

 Wrong.

Then what is it?

The return of the prodigal son.*

With the cash and watch in tow, the group drove off in their car.
Li Du kept the watch in little bug's black hole. He had the real deal, why would he wear
a fake? He could not bear to dump the imitation watch, but could not derive any
happiness from keeping it either.
They stayed another night in a hotel and the next day, they started their journey back to
Phoenix.　　
Amengda Mountain in South Africa had been purchased successfully, and Li Du was
free to go over to develop the area any time he wished.
However, Li Du wanted to let Carl arrange for the diamond inspection team to conduct
their checks first. He was not in a hurry to begin the development and was keener to get
an evaluation of Amengda first.
For now, he wanted to go and resolve the bet he had made at Harry Winston, Inc. He
had to obtain Carlston Fritz's shares!
Sophie had returned to the villa first, and the five little ones had set up their own base in
the spacious backyard. Each of them drew out their territory.
Little Flathead, Ah Meng, had the largest territory. The four little ones were unwilling to
provoke Ah Meng. The hounds were clever enough to notice the wariness of their four
bosses, and were even more cautious around the new family member.
The truck entered the villa's grounds, where Big Quinn's wife, Rosalind, was waiting for
him with their three children. Seeing their father, the children climbed onto Big Quinn
and hung onto him like monkeys.
It was a heart-warming moment: Godzilla brought his gifts over to Victoria, Brother Wolf
went to see his recovering daughter and Lu Guan was reunited with his Golden
Retriever.
Hans wanted to take the opportunity to leave as well, and said, "I miss my sister very
much. I want to visit her."
"No, the two of us have to organize these books," Li Du said firmly.
Hans instantly lost his enthusiasm and said lifelessly, "We have to do all that work?"
Li Du said, "What if there are valuables in this pile of books? We have to look carefully."
Big Ivan took the initiative to bring down the books from the car. Hearing Li Du's words,
he took out a comic book that had been preserved in pristine condition. He passed it
over to them and said, "That's right. Look, this book seems like it could be valuable."
With a smile, Hans took the book from Big Ivan. His eyes widened.
Hans held the book in one hand and his phone in another. Then, seeing that his mobile
connection was too slow, Hans yelled at Lu Guan, "Let go of your stupid dog and bring
me my laptop! Hurry!"
Li Du stepped over, took a look at the book and said, "Aren't you being too dramatic?"
The comic book looked like it had been around for some time. The red cover page had
turned dull. On the front cover, Spiderman carried a little boy and was about to swing off
a skyscraper. There were shadows of cars on the streets below him.
The top right corner of the comic book carried the numbers '1962', and the bottom left
corner was labelled '12 cents'. The word Marvel was neatly printed above Spiderman. It
was a Marvel book.
Hans said, "Dramatic? I am beside myself. This seems to be the first Spiderman comic
book from 1962. If it really is, this is very valuable."
"More than ten million dollars?" Li Du asked expectantly.
Hans rolled his eyes, "How can that be? But it might fetch a few hundred thousand or a
few million."
Once he laid his hands on his laptop, Hans quickly made an internet search. Then, a
piece of news flashed on his screen. There was a picture of their comic book on the
news website.
The headline was, 'Spiderman' Snapped Up At Paris Auction. Comics Connection Pays
1.2 Million.
The news article described the story of that comic book. At an auction in Paris last year,
that first issue of Marvel's Spiderman comic was brought out, and Comics Connection
bought it for 1.2 million. It was actually exhibited in its town hall!
After reading that piece of news, Hans carefully removed the packaging to examine the
comic book more closely.
Having read the publishing details, he could not help but pump his fist in the air. He
yelled, "Yeah, yeah, yeah! This is awesome! It's this book! One million and 200,000 !
One million and 200,000 US dollars!"
Shocked, Li Du asked, "Really? Someone would actually fork out over a million for a
comic book?"
The most expensive books that Li Du had come across were the set of National
Geographic magazines he kept. They were priced at more than ten million.
However, that was ten million for more than a thousand magazines. Besides, most of
those were the only existing copies in the world. Also, from his perspective, National
Geographic magazines represented parts of history. It belonged to the narrative of all
humankind, and was not something that comic books could compare to.
Now this comic book disrupted his understanding and knowledge of magazines and
their value. A comic book, one that was published only fifty odd years ago, could
actually be worth more than one million?
A million was not the most they could earn from the comic books, however. As they
continued to organize the stack of comic books, they found a few more that were as
precious or even more so.
One of those was the first issue of Superman. On the front cover, Superman was
wearing his iconic red cape, blue spandex top, and red pants. He was running away
from a storm, looking as cool as ever.
In the middle of the front cover were the words 'Action Comics #1'. This meant that it
was the first issue.
Hans caressed the dated comic book and said, looking punch-drunk, "This is history.
We are looking at history. Buddies, this was the start of it all, the birth of American
heroes! We are looking at a baby photo of an American hero!"
Li Du asked, "Is it very valuable? Run an online check, how much can it fetch?"
Hans said, "There are no trading records online. At most, there are only ten copies of
'Action Comics #1' in the entire world. Even DC Comics Company don't have it… oh,
they had it previously, but it was stolen!"
Li Du was optimistic, "Then it should be worth a lot, right?"
"Let's put it this way, don't talk about money, brother. This book is priceless!" Hans
exclaimed. "There are no trading records of the original copy of this comic. However,
the re-released copy was sold for 1.8 million US dollars!"
Li Du was shocked. "A re-release version can fetch such a high price? Are those comics
collectors crazy?"
Hands said, "The high price is due to the main character. Superman is iconic, it is the
first superhero in human history!"
Li Du shook his head, "At the time of the Ming dynasty, we already had a superhero
named Sun Wu Kong in China. This is the first superhero in our history."
Hans called out, "Who cares who came first? Anyway, this comic is very valuable. It is
very, very valuable!"
Li Du carefully took the book out of the wrapping paper.
There was a price indicated on the front page. The comic was published in June 1938,
and its selling price had been ten cents.
As Hans continued to call out, 'careful, careful', Li Du checked the information related to
that comic book. 　　
The first issue of Superman comics, 'Action Comics #1', was the holy grail in the comics
industry. It was said that there were fifty copies of it in the world, but there were less
than ten registered on the official records. They were sitting either in huge publishing
houses or in the hands of billionaires.
Besides, Li Du also found a hand-painted copy of the 'Fantastic Four' that had Stan
Lee's autograph on it. That comic book was also worth a lot. Comic books hand-painted
by Stan Lee were typically exhibited in the gallery of Marvel Comics. Few of them were
found in the possession of individuals.


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

"Why do you both have this expression!" Chu Yu looked at them.
　　"If the goal is to reach the top of the movie, this level is not enough!"
　　"It's almost 20,000 votes behind the first place..."
　　not enough?
　　Zhao Qinyin looked at Chu Yu and honestly, although Chu Yu put forward the slogan of reaching the top, Zhao Qinyin also tried her best to complete her work, but in fact, she felt that such a slogan was like a slogan. A goal, a direction is general, it must exist, and it must exist. Its existence can make you not confused.
　　But although you are working towards it, actually? There are a few people who can really achieve it.
　　She likes the feeling of moving towards her dream, but what is this?
　　With this momentum going on, how long will Chu Yu's climb to the top say, how many weeks? Months?
　　In my opinion, reaching the top out of reach is only something that Chu Yu can achieve in such a short time?
　　She was lost.
　　After thinking about her years of comics career, she was a little bit shocked.
　　I always feel that Chu Yu is like an open-ended existence. Although he is serious when he draws comics, he is basically watching comics and playing on the computer at other times.
　　The comic name is drawn directly without thinking, and it is not like other cartoonists who think hard for the plot and slam their feet.
　　Many times, Zhao Qinyin thought that if human beings had not only two hands, but ten hands, maybe Chu Yu could serialize five or six comics at the same time.
　　Is this a talented person...
　　Zhao Qinyin sighed.
　　But she didn't realize that like her, she only attends get out of class, never reads after class, and she does not draw cartoons when she goes home, or she acts as a cartoon assistant to others like this, and can occupy a key high school in Los Angeles like Ming City No. 5 Middle School. The position of the first place for three years.
　　In the eyes of others, especially the second place in the school's third year, she is not a desperate existence.
　　"Yes, we are proposing this slogan, but the road has to be taken step by step!" Su Lu looked at Chu Yu angrily.
　　"The accumulation of popularity, the preparation and development of the plot of the comics take time, do you still want to be a big fat man in one bite?"
　　"Okay, look at you guy. It's really irritating to show this bitter face with such good grades. Since it's okay now, let's go out for a big dinner, Chu Yu, you treat me." Su Lu looked at Chu Yu and said.
　　"Why did I entertain, and didn't I just have dinner? Why did I eat it again."
　　"Don't talk nonsense, just want to kill you, what's wrong with the meal, now go out to eat another meal, it's a supper. Of course, the drinking project is also indispensable, Zhao Qinyin, what do you say."
　　"I...I have no objection." Zhao Qinyin was also very depressed, with a smile on his face and his eyes bent into crescents.
　　...
　　Magic City, a city full of drunken gold and gold, one of the real super first-tier cities in the Long Kingdom, and also a holy land in the Long Kingdom comics industry.
　　Seven national comics journals from the entire Longguo comics industry are all gathered in the magic city, attracting many cartoonists who have achieved achievements in various local provinces, who want to take their comic career one step closer.
　　But the reality is often cruel. Those cartoonists who have a reputation in the local provinces, how many people really come here to make a name? Most of the people are just me, and I left without leaving anything.
　　In Long Country, there are not many ways of entertainment. Most ordinary people play boring time in the same way, TV, movies, animation, comics...
　　For this reason, the comic industry in Dragon Kingdom and the world is in a golden age, with a large number of purchasers and huge influence. The popularity of comic artists and their works is no less than that of celebrities.
　　High-rise building in a high-end residential area in the center of the Magic City
　　The glass window in front of you faces outwards, with a sweeping view of the magic capital river, with colorful neon lights.
　　In Magic City, those who are able to live here may lack a lot of things, but they must not lack money.
　　But the people sitting at the table are obviously not interested in this valuable scenery.
　　Her hair is a bit messy, dangled casually, but the messy hair can't hide her beautiful face, clear pupils, thin eyebrows, white and delicate skin, and teeth biting her lower lip because of anxiety.
　　Although people look a little sloppy, cute and beautiful can make people ignore these shortcomings.
　　After all, the value of appearance is justice, and Qiao Biluo dressed decently, sitting in front of you, probably not many people will look at it.
　　She was wearing a pink pajamas, sitting cross-legged on a chair, holding a paintbrush, her hands covered with ink, and in front of her were sheets of scrap comic paper and random takeaway boxes.
　　Today she has been sitting here for a whole day and can't think of anything.
　　"Ah! Can't draw it! Looks like I need to take a break to find some inspiration!"
　　Thinking of this, her face suddenly came with spirit.
　　I ran to another table in two or three steps, turned on the computer, and quickly logged into Xinman.com and entered the comic recommendation channel.
　　When cartoonists are not inspired, they often read other excellent works in order to pray for some inspiration.
　　Of course, for her, finding inspiration is false, not wanting to work is true, after all, drawing comics, there is no joy in reading comics.
　　"Forest Secrets, Yunshen's work..."
　　Five minutes later, she clicked a cross in the upper right corner of the page.
　　"It's too boring, I almost fell asleep."
　　"Chu Ge, um, historical comics."
　　Six minutes later.
　　"It seems okay. Collect it first."
　　After reading it casually, she gradually lost interest.
　　But when she finally wanted to quit Xinman.com, she once again saw the post with the most clicks on the homepage.
　　"I strongly recommend a work, a new work in the comics periodical of Los Angeles, Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance!"
　　She saw this post when she clicked on this webpage, but was kind of dissuaded by the name of the work.
　　Rurouni Kenshin? The name is so weird! There is also a recollection chapter, that is, there are other chapters that have not been sent out!
　　The name was a bit persuasive to her, but after thinking about it, she didn't seem to have much to do after she wanted to quit Xinman.com, and when she thought of going back to drawing comics, her laziness made her click into this post.
　　...
　　"The phone you dialed is turned off..."
　　Li Xi stopped the car and stopped making calls. She got out of the car, wearing a black professional ol uniform, slender figure, and beautiful appearance that attracted the attention of many men around her, but she was obviously used to it. Such a scene.
　　Okay, you Tang Xin, it's been five days since the submission of the paper. If you dare not answer my phone, even if you don't answer my phone, it will turn off?
　　Angrily, she walked into the elevator angrily.
　　When she arrived at her destination, she rang the doorbell.
　　Half a minute passed and no one opened the door.
　　Li Xi frowned lightly, took out the key from the bag, and decisively opened the door.
　　As soon as you enter the house, there are various snack packaging bags, instant noodle buckets, fast food boxes...
　　Li Xi shook her head. She really didn't understand why that guy could spend so much money in such a place a month just to eat instant noodles and fast food.
　　"Tang Xin..." Li Xi shouted.
　　"Tang Xin..."
　　Li Xi turned on the light and stopped shouting, and walked straight to a room.
　　Open the door, and sure enough, she is sitting in front of the computer.
　　"Still playing on the computer, it seems that you have finished drawing the manga, right?" Li Xi walked to her and sneered.
　　However, the girl sitting in front of the computer ignored her, just staring at the computer.
　　"What's the matter? Stop talking?"
　　"What's the reason for this time? Chest tightness? Or headache? Or did you have gastritis at all? UU reading www.uukanshu.com or is your finger caught in the door and can't draw cartoons again?"
　　As Tang Xin's manga editor, whenever she faces a deadline for manuscripts, it really gives her a headache.
　　She scanned the pile of scraps on the desktop and understood that this guy didn't even have a clue about the name of the manga, no wonder she let her assistant go to play on vacation yesterday.
　　It's really... in line with her usual style.
　　"Why don't you speak?" Li Xi was a little strange. The usual Tang Xin saw her coming to remind her papers.
　　Why is it so quiet this time.
　　Li Xi looked at her computer. He was reading a comic, Xinman.com? Are you looking at comics from local provinces? Take it so seriously?
　　Li Xi was a little moved. She understood the picky tastes of the girl in front of her. Normal works couldn't fit her eyes, let alone with her eyes wide open, she was obviously fascinated.
　　"Li Xi..." Tang Xin at the computer desk finally said.
　　Tang Xin pointed to the cartoon on the computer screen.
　　"I remember you said before that you are a native of Los Angeles...you also worked for a period of time in a comic club in Los Angeles."
　　"Which comic book company is it!" Tang Xin's voice was crisp and sweet, but his speech was a bit slow.
　　"What's wrong with a small and medium-sized comics club called Cuttlefish?" Li Xi said casually.
　　"Cuttlefish, sure enough...I remember that right." Tang Xin became excited all at once.
　　"Then the author of this Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance, Teacher Shuixin...you know it."
　　Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance?
　　Water heart?
　　Who is that!
　　Li Xi looked at the rare excitement on Tang Xin's face, a little confused.
　　She...what's wrong?

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Pitch black!
In an instant, Akabane's vision was surrounded by complete darkness.
Akabane took a deep breath and quickly adapted to the darkness.
"What do you think of it?"
Hiruzen smiled slightly.
Hiruzen doesn't have many genjutsu, but Infinite Darkness Jutsu is very handy, especially when dealing with certain clans...
"Of course, sensei!"
It's a rare chance to learned ninjutsu from the Third Hokage. Anything that he knows must be valuable.
Akabane listened carefully and quickly remembered the seals and the ninjutsu.
But this was an A-level genjutsu, and it would take a long time to learn it by himself. He glanced at the exchange list
the name [Infinite Darkness Jutsu] did not appear on it.
"Should I practice it by myself…"
He smacked his mouth regretfully.
A-level genjutsu must have to take a lot of time to practice; besides, my current Genjutsu is enough...
"Forget it. I might as well draw a few more if I have the time."
Akabane comforted himself in his heart.
Hiruzen didn't know what he was thinking, but based on his personality, it was not difficult to guess Akabane's next goal.
As expected…
"Sensei, where do we stay for the night?"
He hasn't taken a proper rest for some time, and it was almost noon. Akabane wants to find some nice place to sleep tonight.
Practicing this new ninjutsu could come later. Well, I'll just let my clone draw the next chapter. The most suited task for me right now is to take a rest.
"Don't worry. You can continue to practice your genjutsu."
Hiruzen said with a dense smile.
"..."
Akabane sneered.
He turned around and walked outside the courtyard.
"I'll see how the comics are selling."
There is always a place to find a caravan, which is more comfortable than standing here all day.
"..."
This kid just needs to be more diligent.
Hiruzen's expression was stiff, and took a breath after he left.
Akabane left the yard and joined the caravan at the entrance of the village.
Although he is a stranger, because he came out of the patriarch's house, there is no trouble coming out like this.
When he reached the village gate, he finally saw a group of people with Kazama on the side.
"Move the cabinet, yes yes, just put it here!"
Kazama commanded loudly to let people quickly arrange their goods into an abandoned house.
This house was idle for some time, and there was a lot of dust accumulated on it, and it took them a lot of time to clean it.
But…
"What are you putting on?"
Akabane almost threw up when he saw the shop decoration.
"Akabane-san, what bothered you?"
Kazama asked in astonishment.
When he said that, he turned his head and glanced, and he became more suspicious.
No matter how you look at it, nothing felt wrong!
"These decorations are awful. How are we supposed to expect the customers to buy anything from here."
"Do you know what symmetry is?"
Akabane has constipation on his face. He is not an obsessive-compulsive disorder, but their perception of symmetry is a mess, and it insults his characters like a former art student.
This is just a decoration. Does it need to be exaggerated?
Kazama pondered for a long time but still couldn't understand what Akabane meant.
Akabane turned around, then took his pen and paper and quickly drew a sketch.
Afterward, he handed the sketch into Kazama's left hand.
"Press this."
The old man glanced carefully for a while, and then let someone follow this arrangement.
With the sketches on his hand, everyone following his order swiftly.
Before long, the store gradually became neatly arranged
The cabinets are neatly placed on both sides, with a table in the middle, and comics on the top.
"Akabane-san, it is a lot more enjoyable to see this way!"
Kazama left in surprise.
"This is still not enough."
Akabane takes a vintage view from the outside.
He shook his head regretfully, it still missing a few posters.
He pondered for a moment, and he had an idea.
"When you go to publicity, tell those people that not only do they will have a comic to buy, but they can also get a hand-drawn poster at random chances."
Akabane cast hand seals, and the identical shadow clone appeared from his side.
"Okay, I will do it, as you said."
Kazama accepted the task without complaining even if he looked a little confused.
There still a lot member of the Uzumaki Village who wasn't a ninja around the village. This is their target for selling the comics.
So he hurriedly off, holding a comic book, and visited every family house to started promoting it.
In front of the shop, Akabane's shadow clone set up the utensils and sat down to start making posters.
Street performance!
The method that Akabane thought of was to draw in front of everyone that pass by the store to build some curiosity around the villager.
As for him... After moving the comic on the cart, Akabane spread out a few pieces of fabric and lay on it.
"It's a pity that the second volume was still in print when I went here. Otherwise the first and second volumes will be sold together, and that is how I could gain tons of points."
He thought to himself.
Calculating the time, Konoha's second volume should be on sale soon.
But there is no way that he could go back to Konoha now. Hiruzen and Danzo will force him to stay here for the time being.
If he collects enough points to exchange for Sharingan or The Uzumaki's half-immortal vitality, then his survivability will dramatically be improved.
Akabane thought to himself.
Until now, he has never had the chance to use Fire Release or Silent Killing. But in the future, this ninjutsu would come to handy.
"With these peaceful times, I won't need to use this ninjutsu. It is such a shame…"
Akabane lay down on the cart, staring at the trees and flowers.
For him now, lying down and resting are the most precious things. Perhaps tomorrow, he will be given the task to hunt down the rebels just like his other friends.
As things were done, his surroundings gradually calmed down, leaving only the voice of tools that were used by the workers.
Akabane lay on top, slowly became sleepy.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from a distance.
Subsequently, these voices became clearer.
Akabane raised his head, and the child rushed from behind.
Only a child?
He froze for a moment. Although children are most likely to be tempted by comics, who will pay for them?
Is it impossible to do a giveaway!
"Akaba-nii, Ojisan was right, you are here!"
Suddenly, a delicate voice came.
Who is this voice belongs to?
 Akabane is slowly raising his head to look at his clone, which was exactly like him.
A bunch of children arrived, and it was Tsukiha that talked.
"Wow, what is your plan now, Sarutobi-sensei…?"
Akabane uncomfortably tried to avoid contact, shrinking his head while quietly using the transformation Jutsu.
However…
"Hey, this is the real Akaba-nii!"
Sweeping his eyes upwards, Akabane was shamefully caught even if he had already transformed.
"Didn't I gave you a comic before?"
He sat up and coughed embarrassingly.
"I came to see you Akaba-nii, but I heard from Kazama-jiisan that you were here."
Tsukiha said.
She came all the way here, and no one seemed to lead the way, which may indicate...
"Her ability is perception!"
He said inwardly.
In the actual comic, Karin possessed the ability of Mind's Eye of the Kagura, which could the user sensed chakra from an exceptional distance with great detail.
This is indeed a huge benefit for the side that the user chooses on the battlefield.
Akabane became worried. In his mind, the Third Hokage, Danzo, etc. flashed by.
These people someday will know, and I am afraid that they will not let her spend her life easily.

I, Akabane was graduated from the university of arts & design in the 21st century then suddenly traversed into the Naruto’s world, by bringing my knowledge of arts and my love of Naruto comic I decided to recreate Naruto comic here…
[Ding! Comic System has been activated!]
Great! Ninjutsu? Kekkei Genkai?
As long as I can draw more comics, I would be unmatched!
…Or am I?
This novel was translated by SystemTranslation, please visit their site for more chapters.

Pitch black!


In an instant, Akabane's vision was surrounded by complete darkness.


Akabane took a deep breath and quickly adapted to the darkness.


"What do you think of it?"


Hiruzen smiled slightly.


Hiruzen doesn't have many genjutsu, but Infinite Darkness Jutsu is very handy, especially when dealing with certain clans…


"Of course, sensei!"


It's a rare chance to learn ninjutsu from the Third Hokage. Anything that he knows must be valuable.


Akabane listened carefully and quickly remembered the seals and the ninjutsu.


But this was an A-level genjutsu, and it would take a long time to learn it by himself. He glanced at the exchange list


the name [Infinite Darkness Jutsu] did not appear on it.


"Should I practice it by myself…"


He smacked his mouth regretfully.


A-level genjutsu must take a lot of time to practice; besides, my current Genjutsu is enough…


"Forget it. I might as well draw a few more if I have the time."


Akabane comforted himself in his heart.


Hiruzen didn't know what he was thinking, but based on his personality, it was not difficult to guess Akabane's next goal.


As expected…


"Sensei, where do we stay for the night?"


He hasn't taken a proper rest for some time, and it was almost noon. Akabane wants to find some nice place to sleep tonight.


Practicing this new ninjutsu could come later. Well, I'll just let my clone draw the next chapter. The most suited task for me right now is to take a rest.

 

"Don't worry. You can continue to practice your genjutsu."


Hiruzen said with a dense smile.


"…"


Akabane sneered.


He turned around and walked outside the courtyard.


"I'll see how the comics are selling."


There is always a place to find a caravan, which is more comfortable than standing here all day.


"…"


This kid just needs to be more diligent.


Hiruzen's expression was stiff and took a breath after he left.


Akabane left the yard and joined the caravan at the entrance of the village.


Although he is a stranger, because he came out of the patriarch's house, there is no trouble coming out like this.


When he reached the village gate, he finally saw a group of people with Kazama on the side.


"Move the cabinet, yes yes, just put it here!"


Kazama commanded loudly to let people quickly arrange their goods into an abandoned house.


This house was idle for some time, and there was a lot of dust accumulated on it, and it took them a lot of time to clean it.


But…


"What are you putting on?"


Akabane almost threw up when he saw the shop decoration.


"Akabane-san, what bothered you?"


Kazama asked in astonishment.


When he said that, he turned his head and glanced, and he became more suspicious.


No matter how you look at it, nothing felt wrong!


"These decorations are awful. How are we supposed to expect the customers to buy anything from here."


"Do you know what symmetry is?"


Akabane looks like someone with constipation on his face. He is not an obsessive-compulsive disorder, but their perception of symmetry is a mess, and it insults his characters as a former art student.


This is just a decoration. Does it need to be exaggerated?

 

Kazama pondered for a long time but still couldn't understand what Akabane meant.


Akabane turned around, then took his pen and paper and quickly drew a sketch.


Afterward, he handed the sketch into Kazama's left hand.


"Do it like this."


The old man glanced carefully for a while, and then let someone follow this arrangement.


With the sketches in their hand, everyone followed his order swiftly.


Before long, the store gradually became neatly arranged


The cabinets are neatly placed on both sides, with a table in the middle, and comics on the top.


"Akabane-san, it is really a lot more satisfying to see this way!"


Kazama said in surprise.


"This is still not enough."


Akabane takes a vintage view from the outside.


He shook his head regretfully, still missing a few posters.


He pondered for a moment, and he had an idea.


"When you go to publicity, tell those people that not only do they have a comic to buy, but they can also get a hand-drawn poster at random chances."


Akabane cast hand seals, and the identical shadow clone appeared from his side.


"Okay, I will do it, as you said."


Kazama accepted the task without complaining even if he looked a little confused.


There were still a lot of Uzumaki Members who were not ninjas around the village. And those people we're their target for selling the comics.


So he hurriedly off, holding a comic book, and visited every family house to start promoting it.


In front of the shop, Akabane's shadow clone set up the utensils and sat down to start making posters.


Street performance!


The method that Akabane thought of was to draw in front of everyone that passed by the store to build some curiosity around the villager.


As for him… After moving the comic on the cart, Akabane spread out a few pieces of fabric and lay on it.


"It's a pity that the second volume was still in print when I went here. Otherwise, the first and second volumes will be sold together, and that is how I could gain tons of points."


He thought to himself.


Calculating the time, Konoha's second volume should be on sale soon.


But there is no way that he could go back to Konoha now. Hiruzen and Danzo will force him to stay here for the time being.


If he collects enough points to exchange for Sharingan or The Uzumaki's half-immortal vitality, then his survivability will dramatically improve.


Akabane thought to himself.


Until now, he has never had the chance to use Fire Release or Silent Killing. But in the future, this ninjutsu would come in handy.


"With these peaceful times, I won't need to use this ninjutsu. It is such a shame…"


Akabane lay down on the cart, staring at the trees and flowers.


For him now, lying down and resting are the most precious things. Perhaps tomorrow, he will be given the task to hunt down the rebels just like his other friends.


As things were done, his surroundings gradually calmed down, leaving only the sound of tools that were used by the workers.


Akabane lay on top, slowly becoming sleepy.


At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from a distance.


Subsequently, these voices became clearer.


Akabane raised his head, and the child rushed from behind.


Only a child?


He froze for a moment. Although children are most likely to be tempted by comics, who will pay for them?


Is it impossible to do a giveaway!


"Akaba-nii, Ojisan was right, you are here!"


Suddenly, a delicate voice came.


Who does this voice belong to?


 Akabane slowly raised his head to look at his clone, who was exactly like him.


A bunch of children arrived, and it was Tomiko who was leading them who talked.


"Wow, what is your plan now, Sarutobi-sensei…?"


Akabane uncomfortably tried to avoid contact, shrinking his head while quietly using the transformation Jutsu.


However…


"Hey, this is the real Akaba-nii!"


Sweeping his eyes upwards, Akabane was shamefully caught even if he had already transformed.


"Didn't I give you a comic before?"


He sat up and coughed embarrassingly.


"I came to see you Akaba-nii, but I heard from Kazama-jiisan that you were here."


Tomiko said.


She came all the way here, and no one seemed to lead the way, which may indicate…


"Her ability is perception!"


He said inwardly.


In the actual comic, Karin possessed the ability of Mind's Eye of the Kagura, which could the user sensed chakra from an exceptional distance with great detail.


This is indeed a huge benefit for the side that the user chooses on the battlefield.


Akabane became worried. In his mind, the Third Hokage, Danzo, etc. flashed by.


These people someday we'll know, and I am afraid that they will not let her spend her life easily.

I, Akabane was graduated from the university of arts & design in the 21st century then suddenly traversed into the Naruto’s world, by bringing my knowledge of arts and my love of Naruto comic I decided to recreate Naruto comic here…

[Ding! Comic System has been activated!]

Great! Ninjutsu? Kekkei Genkai?

As long as I can draw more comics, I would be unmatched!

…Or am I?


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Author: Funeral
Translator: Levaa
Raw Source: sj.uukanshu.com

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*Disclaimer*
Cover, not mine, found it on net-kun. DM me if the owner wants me to remove it and I will.

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Fina could care less about the two cranky men. She glanced at them as they walked in and didn’t look at them again. She would ignore their presence as long as they were not here to steal cats. In her eyes, humans were born to serve cats and everyone in this world should be her servant. 
She used to own countless treasures and jewelry. In most cases, small rings were not even up to her standards. The only thing that fascinated her was the bright, shiny stone mounted on the ring—the diamond. It was so pure and clear, yet flashed a dazzling brilliance. The radiance could drastically vary when looking from a slightly different angle.
Fina soon solved the mystery: the wonderful, luminous lights came from the extraordinary cut.  Even in the great era she used to live in, the most experienced craftsmen could not have made such a great piece of art. Every ray which came off the diamond was so straight, every edge was extremely smooth and every angle was very sharp. 
Although magnificent, she could also tell where the flaws lay. The rays were straight, yet some were shorter than others. The edges were smooth but the size of the edges were not exactly the same. The angles were sharp, however, the degree of the angles all varied. Those flaws were super tiny. If it wasn’t for the fact that she had owned numerous valuables before, she would not have been able to find the flaws right off the bat; instead, she might fall for its dazzles. 
When this diamond went through the cutting and grinding process, for some reason, there was a symmetry problem. There would be three reasons for that to occur: the artisan’s ability had reached its limit, the equipment had gone past its peak performance, or the stone wasn’t a perfect piece.  
It wasn’t difficult to figure out that all three contributed to the imperfection. Looking around the shabby pet store, she noticed it was very narrow. The whole store might be just as big as her bathroom in the heaven palace where she used to live. The ceiling was so low that people would worry about hitting their heads if they jumped. This was only a normal person’s residence. How could the owner of such a place obtain a top-notch diamond? A normal diamond would not deserve the use of the best instruments for processing, nor would it be able to attract the most elite craftsmen to work on it. 
In fact, it wasn’t Fina’s first time seeing a diamond. 
She had seen diamonds as early as the era she came from. However, diamonds were not called diamonds back then. They were called Adamas in Greek and they were in the form of original ore.
In that era, diamonds were famous for their hardness and they were useless for anything else. As a precious gem, the potential of diamonds had not been discovered yet because there wasn’t any equipment to process them. Even wrought iron or bronze was more favorable than diamonds at the time. Without going through the fine cutting process, the charm of diamonds would be hidden forever in the original stone and would never shine in the world.
This so-called rare treasure is a combined result of the precious gem crafted by a world-class artisan using the most sophisticated instruments. Only when all three key elements were in place could a masterpiece be born.
Fina once possessed countless treasures. She got them from wars, pillaging, and dedications from other tribes. 
When a king gives a normal person a precious prize, the prize might only be one of the treasures the King possesses; however, when a normal person gives you a valuable piece, it might be all he owns. 
So, she accepted his gift.
Fina loved shiny things.
She hadn’t told him that the so-called "shiny things" not only referred to treasures, but also included faith, courage, wisdom, honesty, friendship, romance, and so forth. All the beautiful matters in the world would be these shiny things she so loved. 
She was Fina Paris XIII, guardian of the immortal kingdom. She could care less about explaining her thoughts to the normal people. 
Just let the misunderstanding continue. 
…
Wang Qian and Li Kun cried like babies holding Zhang Zian’s thigh.
A man does not easily shed tears unless his heart is truly broken. Now that they found out a cat was treated better than they were, their hearts were completely shattered.  
Zhang Zian wasn’t touched at all. He pushed them away, one from each side. 
"What the hell! I just changed into clean pants this morning. My pants are not for wiping your runny noses! Are you guys skipping class?" He looked at them, speechless. 
Wang Qian wiped away his tears. 
Li Qian cleared his nose with his hand. As he was about to to throw the mucus on the ground, he noticed the cold eyes of the golden cat. He lightly patted on Wang Qian’s back and secretly wiped his hand off on Wang Qian’s shirt. 
 "Of course not, master. It is your order that we could not skip class. We dare not defy your command!" Wang Qian defended quickly. 
Li Kun was smarter. He pulled out his cell phone with the hand that just wiped off his mucus, found the class schedule from a whole bunch of files and respectfully showed it to Zhang Zian.  
 "Master, please look. We do not have class today," Li Qun told him. As he spoke, he figured he wasn’t correct. If there wasn’t class, where had they gone to this morning? 
Zhang Zian looked really quick and said, "Are you awake? Look at the schedule yourself. That is the schedule for the first semester. Now it is already the second semester."
Li Qun was nervous. He started sweating, swiping his phone rapidly trying to find the schedule from his photo folder. 
However, there were too many pictures in the photo folder. He could not find it after a long while. As a bumping mahatma, he had to save a great amount of Bao Zou Comics to fight with pictures against other people. That’s why he accumulated more and more comic pictures, which occupied the space for normal files… Of course, this was not Li Qun’s fault. It was the comic authors who created tens of thousands of comics that took away Li Qun’s storage space.  
It was weird. He could easily find any specific Bao Zou Comic picture for his comic picture fight. It was an intense fight every time. How come the mere class schedule disappeared?  
In the end, Wang Qian found the schedule. Wang Qian was a much more straightforward person, so the way he resolved problems was also straightforward. He downloaded a new one from the class’s BBS. 
 "Master, please take a look. We only had one big class this morning. We came after class!" Wang Qian handed over his cell phone as if he was handing over a gem. 
Zhang Zian had a quick look. It was true. They had one class in the morning and now they were off. "So how can you prove that you went to the early class and didn’t sleep in?"
"It is absolutely impossible," Wang Qian said affirmatively. "If we were to sleep in, we would be still in bed right now."
Zhang Zian was again speechless. He just wanted to slap them in the face when he saw them take this comfortable life for granted. Poor Zhang Zian had to get up early in the morning to clean cat litter and dog feces, groom the dogs and wipe the cats’ faces when Wang and Li were still deeply in their dreams. How was it fair to anyone that worked hard? 
The most critical thing was that Zhang Zian had also experienced that period in life. Now when he thought back, he regretted it from the bottom of his heart. Why did he spend the greatest time of life sleeping instead of chasing girls? That was the biggest reason why he was still a damn single to this day...


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