Volume 1 - CH 31

xx of confinement

Translated by SoundDestiny

Edited by Kaepinned

How many days have passed?

I just keep on drawing manga.

Fatigue and sleep deprivation plague me and my consciousness becomes dazed and foggy.

Correspondingly, the story unfolding in two dimensions reaches its climax and intersects with reality.

Eventually, my 『now』 and the 『now』 on paper are completely linked.

There is no convenient happy ending.

No dramatic bad ending is provided.

It doesn’t work as a punchline, it’s just a throwaway.

If this manga were submitted for the Newcomer’s Award, it would definitely be unsuccessful.

The story ends with a miserable, effeminate monologue by the protagonist.

『If you allow me, I would like to see you again, Konata.』

I put down my pen with unsettled feelings.

‘It’s done. Konata. This is my manga.’

I send the manga I drew to the only significant person to her account via DM.

‘I don’t know if Konata will read this. I don’t know if she’ll read it and come back.’

Still, my heart is filled with a mysterious sense of fulfilment.

‘I did what I had to do. The rest is up to you, Konata’

If this doesn’t convey my feelings, then there’s nothing I can do about it.

I guess that’s all I am after all, a mangaka of that level.

I feel weak.

Soon, an intense dullness hits my body, as if the earth’s gravity has increased.

I lay down on the messily spread futon as if I was collapsing.