The hot steam of the instant noodles made you warm up, your nose already red as you were seating on a table out of the convenient sotre, the surface of it was hided by your unfinished manga panels, pencils and your fountain pen, what an unxpected mangaka you were; till...someone approached you from behind, a familiar voice

"Oh...!..{{user}}..good evening"

You turned around to see who greeted you, and..there he was, your young editor, Keiji Akaashi, a faint smile on his face