episode_0039

“You… Do you always draw this kind of stuff?”

With a face like someone who has seen something dreadful, my sister points at the monitor screen with trembling hands.

On the screen is Mesugaki, with blue eyes and blue hair, being overwhelmed by the majestic horn of Jangsoo Pungdeng-i.

It seems like the combination of Mesugaki and tentacles has shocked my sister.

Well, this is the reaction of someone with a normal libido, right?

It’s not like I felt repulsed when I first drew it, right?

I still have a normal libido. I haven’t fallen into deviant desires.

Letting out a relieved sigh that I haven’t fallen into deviant desires, I slowly approach my sister. She backs away slowly as if a ghost is approaching her.

“D-Don’t come closer! You disgusting jerk!!! Ugh, ugh…”

“Isn’t this a bit unfair? I don’t usually draw stuff like this! I usually draw normal things!”

“Don’t be ridiculous! Are you calling that an excuse?”

My sister looks at me with eyes that seem to be seeing something repulsive.

Ah, this is really awkward.

I just tried drawing tentacle erotica for the first time today.

How can I clear up this misunderstanding? Should I show her my previous commissions to clear up this misunderstanding?

As I think about it and try to recall my previous works…

“I’ll proceed with the omakase! Please include as much tentacle action as possible under the tentacle tag, author. I trust you.”

“Wow… You truly are the author! You’ve included all the tentacle action! From bondage to lubrication to simultaneous penetration… You are truly the best…!”

The crude works that should never be shown to my sister.

“Could you draw it in a similar style to what you drew on the show before? How about using a super-sized umbrella and a vinyl between the umbrella and the super-sized umbrella?”

“Perfect… The vinyl that has expanded completely due to the super-sized umbrella, turning into a dedicated umbrella case… And to use it only once and throw it away… You truly are a connoisseur of such things!”

Works that border on insanity beyond crudeness.

“Is futanari possible, teacher? I like to feel the pleasure of both a man and a woman simultaneously as a male.”

“To feel like that, using a machine would be best, right? Let’s draw a machine-to-machine connection!”

Lastly, even works with incomprehensible settings and excessive content.

No matter what work I show, it seemed like it would reveal the bottom of the bottom, so I just nodded quietly.

Yes, maybe tentacles are quite acceptable in terms of libido.

The strong aversion I felt was probably just because it’s not my taste.

Quickly rationalizing myself, I quietly spoke up to persuade my sister.

“I don’t usually draw stuff like this. I only accepted it because the money was too good to pass up.”

“Even if you were in a hurry for money, isn’t this a bit too much?”

“But it was too much money to refuse.”

It’s true.

I had refused four times that I wouldn’t draw it, but the client kept offering more money each time I refused.

“Author? You’ve drawn several abnormal libido illustrations, are you perhaps open to drawing tentacles as well?”

“No, I’m sorry, but I don’t handle tentacles.”

“Would you reconsider if I offered double the commission price?”

“I’m sorry, please find someone else.”

“How about triple?”

“Find someone else…”

“Quadruple.”

“I…”

“Five times.”

“…I’ll hear you out first. Please tell me the composition and direction of the picture you want.”

Although I often received requests for abnormal libido illustrations, I always rejected tentacle requests because it didn’t align with my preferences.

So, I thought that a polite rejection would suffice and the client would leave.

However, the client was persistent and had a lot of money.

[The Mesgaki being insulted by the majestic horn of the Jangsu dragonfly… But, teacher, would it be possible to receive an advance payment?]

Despite roughly understanding the situation and even making a final plea for an advance payment.

[Well, it might be hard to believe that I’m buying a drawing at five times the price of a commission. If you provide me with your account number, I will send it right away.]

Our daring adult content requester coolly went ahead and made the advance payment.

Feeling flustered, I considered refunding the money, but I didn’t know how much the editor’s fee would be.

In the end, I became a slave to capitalism and ended up drawing the adult content.

“Honestly, how can I endure a price five times higher? Unnie, pain is only temporary.”

“Don’t rationalize, you capitalist slave.”

“Capitalist slave? Unnie, if I were to pay you five times my salary just to show you my panties, would you refuse to see them?”

“Well…”

A moment of hesitation, I didn’t miss the opportunity.

“See, unnie is also conflicted. They say that happiness follows after briefly abandoning your humanity, right? I just chose that!”

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

“What’s strange about a dog barking? And calling it nonsense! Then counter me! Would unnie have made a different choice in that situation? No, unnie would have made the same choice as me, right?”

“Shut up! You perverted bastard!”

Seemingly at a loss for words, unnie grabbed a cushion from the floor and threw it at me, then rushed over and delivered an uppercut to my chin.

Whack!

“Ow!”

Intense pain shot through my jaw.

My brain seemed to shake, my vision blurred, and my consciousness began to fade.

Damn it, since she can’t argue back, she just resorts to overpowering me with force. This damn sister of mine.

Feeling my body tilting, I heard unnie’s final words.

“A crazy dog needs a leash. Oh, and about you drawing weird stuff and making money, and even streaming, should I tell mom? You better be prepared when you come home.”

Unnie left defiantly, and in the midst of fading consciousness, I muttered quietly.

“…I’m really screwed.”

—–

When I woke up again, it was evening.

I immediately requested confirmation from the commission requester.

Even if there was a chance of getting screwed in two days, I had to finish the 1 million won commission first.

Sending the completed work and waiting for confirmation, I checked my email to see a rather surprising reply with a solemn title.

[Apologies for touching your feelings.]

The title exuded a sense of solemnity.

Doubting if the email was sent to the wrong person, I clicked on it and began to read slowly.

“Let’s see, a day before midnight. I committed an unforgivable sin. I edited you on LaTube to appear as a pervert, making you a laughingstock.”

That’s right.

They portrayed me, a normal person, as a pervert.

But does that really amount to an unforgivable sin? I didn’t think much of it since it felt like advertising my broadcast.

I shook my head and continued reading the next sentence.

“You can’t put spilled water back into a cup. Therefore, out of deep remorse, I have made the video private… What the hell is this bullshit, damn it.”

They made it private now? There was no honey pot to be gained from that.

When I checked, the video had garnered over 130,000 views, so I thought it was just a joke, but when I checked LaTube, the video was indeed not searchable.

“…Let’s just read a little more. It feels like they’re making fun of me.”

Didn’t they say that anything in excess is worse than being insufficient?

I didn’t feel good about being approached with such a high and mighty attitude over a minor mistake.

“When you mentioned all the conditions at the time of the contract, I will fulfill everything, even if you tell me to work for free. Please forgive me…? No, what big mistake did I make.”

Are you afraid of being sued? No, can you even sue for something like this in the first place? What exactly are you so scared of that you even sent an apology letter?

Feeling overwhelmed by the pressure, I immediately started writing a reply.

What should I say to help this person alleviate their guilt?

It’s strange to say I forgive you when you haven’t done anything wrong.

Sigh… my language skills are so trash, I don’t know what to say, if I write too long, it’ll be a hassle to read, so should I just send a few short words?

As I pondered deeply on the content of my reply, I sent a few words and because I thought the reply was quite good, I turned off my computer without any worries.

They should have understood by now, right?

It was an email I sent, squeezing out my limited language skills, so they should have understood.

As I lay sprawled on the bed thinking, a reply came from the commission applicant.

Is it a confirmation? Or a request for revision?

Please confirm it at once, just looking at the shell of a long-tailed mayfly makes me feel nauseous.

“Please, it may not be easy for 1 million won…”

While praying, I checked the message, fortunately, our commission applicant expressed deep satisfaction.

[Thank you! It was expensive, but I’m satisfied. Putting in the Masgaki line really suits it, right? ㅎㅎ]

[I’m glad you’re satisfied. Actually, I thought there would be a lot of requests for revisions since it was my first time drawing.]

[You seem to draw better than most artists. The art style is really my style.]

The commission applicant expressed their enthusiasm for the drawing they received, and I was about to politely listen to their enthusiasm and say goodbye.

But.

[It really suits me, but do you happen to have any thoughts on drawing one more?]

[No, I don’t want to draw anymore. I’m sorry.]

[Hmm… could it be done for the same price?]

[I’m sorry.]

[Double.]

[…]

200,000 won for one commission.

Should I draw just one more? Just one more.