Nobita had long noticed a strange high school student mixed in with this group of serious fighters, who did not dress like a government agent and had a temperament far from that of the creators who were responsible for arranging the scripts...... It is impossible to say that he is a creature. If you make this kid into an anime or something, the ratings will definitely be lowered, because the sense of existence itself is not high......

Anyway, Sata and Nobita didn't talk much, so he simply ignored this person and treated him as if he didn't exist.

Now think about it...... It's a stupid move.

There must be a demon when something goes wrong, and such a contrary thing happens around you, and you will choose to ignore it. To that end, he'd have to spend another time now to get in touch with Sata to find out what important information he knows, and what his reasons for staying here instead of going to school on time are.

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Sata's room is about the same size as Nobita's, and the furnishings are the same. When he did visit, he found that the boy was a little thinner than he remembered, wearing glasses, and perhaps slightly hunched over for psychological reasons. In short, Nobita doesn't see any "personality" in him, and if he is thrown in the crowd, probably no one will give him a second look...... That's pretty much the kind of role.

Just looking at him, Nobita faintly felt like he was looking in the mirror - the young man in front of him was similar to himself in many places. Just imagine, if Doraemon hadn't broken into his life, and then lived until his sophomore year of high school...... It's almost like this.

"Hmm...... Nobisan? In view of Nobita's special status in the history of Japanese comics, Sata was obviously a little nervous, and he didn't dare to look at the other party when he spoke, so he could only stare at the floor under his feet, "What are you looking for me?" ”

"Didn't bother you, did you?" Nobita made a polite remark as usual, and then walked into the room with a big prickly sting, looking around. He can see it...... This teenager belongs to the type that is not too strong, and he speaks in a slurred manner. In that case, it's more appropriate to throw the question straight to the point, and it also eliminates the unnecessary social rhetoric.

Nobita noticed that there was also a lot of drawing paper on his desk, on which he drew a female figure himself.

The girl in the painting gives people the sense of "literary girl", wearing a clean white dress, long hair, and square-rimmed glasses that are exactly the same as Sata, smiling at him. There was a slight shyness in her posture, even so, the purity and beauty unique to the girl still deeply moved Nobita, making him unconsciously think of his childhood sweetheart - Gen Shizuka. Without powder, it is still moving, such a unique beauty will only be reflected as long as the girl is in her youth.

He walked in the door, hoping for a more spacious place to sit, but found that there were almost everywhere the tools for painting, so he had to sit on the bed for the time being.

"You like to draw too......," he said, smiling, consciously or unconsciously turning his eyes to the portrait of the girl on the table, "It's a good drawing." ”

"Ah, this...... It's just a pen scribble......" Sata sat back in her chair, scratching the back of her head embarrassedly, and said with some shame, "I'm still far from Matsubara-sensei (the author of Selega)." ”

In fact, as far as Nobita is concerned, it is not far behind......

In his impression, his creator, the old-school manga artist named Hiroshi Fujimoto, may not draw characters that are too good-looking. Of course, there are also aesthetic problems of the times, which are not shown here......

He decided to abandon those red tape and asked directly, "Sa Taijun...... You know I went to fight Altaïr last night, right? ”

"Huh?" Sa Tai was obviously stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he lowered his voice and returned, "Indeed, I heard a little bit...... News on this. ”

"You don't have to take care of my emotions, let's be honest, I can't beat her at all. And I think you've seriously underestimated her abilities, and the chances of success in this operation are infinitely close to zero. We don't know anything about her, but she already knows everything about us. He paused in a pretentious gesture and glanced at the young man a few meaningfully before continuing, "...... Unless, if you can tell me all the information about Altair, maybe I'll be able to figure it out. ”

"......" Sata's expression suddenly became very subtle, he uneasily lifted his glasses, and said, "Nobisan, before you came here, I told Meteora and them everything I knew, and the government also left a record...... You can go there and check it out. ”

"Definitely. But I still think...... It's better to hear this story from your mouth. Nobita said in a polite but non-rejectable tone, "After all, you are the person concerned." Believe me, what we are doing now is necessary, not without purpose. ”

"You don't want to let Altai do this, do you?"

The boy's expression suddenly became a little painful, in fact, Nobita could guess with his toes that the story that caused Altaïr's current personality could not be a family story. He was forcing Mizushino to return to the painful memories that he might have let go of, and to carefully salvage clues from them that could subdue the enemy, an approach that would inevitably hurt him.

But there's really no other way...... Nobita can only convince himself like this.

“…… Well, Nobisan. It was as if he had fought a lot with himself, and just by spitting out these words, he had already exhausted all his strength, "Since you want to know, let me retell what happened at the beginning from the beginning......"

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Dreams are dazzling, but they are not always easy to achieve. When you really put the time and effort into it, maybe you'll find ...... Your dreams are far more difficult than you think. Often at the end of the day, you give a lot and get nothing. There are not only those who have won the battle against the water, but also many who drowned, which is what has to be mentioned behind the word dream.

The same is true of Mizushinosa, whose dream is to become an anime illustrator, and to do so, he posts his drawings on those specialized websites. But maybe it's because fate hasn't arrived, or maybe it's because the heat can't be at home...... In short, the number of clicks is pitiful, and the comments are few. Sata's painting foundation is still quite good, so this result hit him hard...... As a creator, there is no greater sorrow than this, which the author also empathizes......

Being criticized, smeared, or sarcastic on the Internet is not a fatal blow to creators. The most terrible thing is that when the creator painstakingly condenses the work and puts it into the Internet, it is like a stone sinking into the sea. This can destroy the passion in the creator's heart with great efficiency, make them discouraged, and then wash their hands.

Most newcomers die at this stage - it's really nothing to be smeared, the fear is that no one responds, and you feel like a fool banging on the Internet.

Fortunately...... Sa Tai didn't stumble on this step. This weak teenager is much more mature than he seems, and he knows one thing: if there is no accumulation of time, how can a newcomer come out in the first place? Why doesn't the audience look at those old people who have accumulated and have good skills, and want to see a newcomer?

After figuring this out, he decided to continue posting his paintings online, but it was business as usual and no one interacted with him...... Of course, I will still do it, but I am not as enthusiastic as I was at the beginning.

Until one day, a painter in the circle left a message under his painting and affirmed his unique painting style.

"It's so nice~~ I've never seen anyone draw a Selega like this~~," said the senior. Later, Sata learned that her real name was Shimazaki Akina.

This sentence is like a holy light, illuminating the dream that Sa Tai has been in the doldrums.

The two naturally became friends, and after seeing each other's paintings, Sa Tai couldn't help but have the idea of "Ah, there really are geniuses in this world". Obviously, they started submitting at about the same time, but after the exchange, Sa Tai found out that they were actually about the same age when they learned to draw...... However, in front of the other party's paintings, his own paintings seem to be like children's letter pen graffiti, and the brushwork is full of childishness and immaturity.

Being friends with the big guy will inevitably lead to an inferiority complex in your heart.

Fortunately, she did not look down on Sata because of this, and in her words, Sata's paintings are "full of original intention and the power of the heart, far better in meaning than those works that use gorgeous colors and deliberately show off their skills".

"But fans and readers don't think so......"

Sata thanked her for her encouragement and said silently in her heart.

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The relationship between the two is getting closer and closer, and the gap between the two is getting bigger and bigger.

Finally one day, Instant invited Sa Tai to meet and participate in a live exhibition held in the local area. Sa had basically not slept the night before...... He tossed and turned all night, but the next day when it was still dawn, he got up, nervous as if he was going on a blind date.

"Say, maybe he just took a girl's name and changed the gender on the website to a girl, but in fact he was a middle-aged uncle in his thirties and forties?" He comforted himself, "Yes, too? The dark otaku painter of that bad taste......"

It's a pity that the other party is really the same as what is written on the information card.,It's a young girl in her prime.。

And it's a mess neatly.

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"That, Sata-kun...... I'll just ask. Nobita pointed to the drawing paper spread out on the table, to be precise, to the girls with different expressions and postures on each painting, and asked, "What you're drawing now is ......?"

"Hmm." Sata nodded, but there was an inexplicable sadness on his face, "At least for my memory, that's how it is." ”

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Sata is not the kind of hot-blooded male protagonist who is as dull as wood, and if a girl invites you to hang out, no matter what, you should notice that she is interested in you...... It's a pity that out of some hidden inferiority complex in his heart, he didn't answer directly, but fooled him with a gentle attitude. Maybe in Sata's heart at that time, he was still his competitor at the moment, so it was impossible to fall in love or anything......

If he could travel back, he would definitely give his past self two slaps.

After that, the two made an appointment to meet again next time...... However, Moment's popularity on the Internet is getting higher and higher, and he even received an invitation from a professional art club to cooperate with some celebrities in the circle. In an instant, she became a hot new star on the Internet, and the story of "dreams come true" was vividly displayed in her, so that the distance between her and Sa Tai was a lot farther.

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The so-called peers are enemies, and for a newcomer who is sharp, those peers who are not outstanding like Mrs. Sa are naturally very jealous. As a result, a wave of online violence against her was instantly set off on the Internet, some said that she plagiarized, some smeared her wantonly, and some even announced that the awards she won in the past were not because of strength, but because of bribing the judges at the time...... In short, the overwhelming scolding ensued, almost drowning the emaciated girl.

She is just a girl who likes to draw but is not sociable, so naturally she can't afford to bear such condemnation, and she fell into a situation close to collapse for a while.

Sa was well aware that she hadn't done any of that...... But the subtle jealousy in his heart fermented to the extreme, and in this unprincipled online violence, he chose to stand by and watch. When the instant call came in, Sa Tai didn't answer or hang up, he just sat quietly, watching the vibration of the mobile phone screen, and waited for the opposite moment to hang up the phone.

"Your call is currently unanswered, please call again later......"

He could imagine how desperate it was now...... She wanted to talk to perhaps the only friend she had, but she couldn't. At that time, he was disgusted with the meanness in his heart, but it was undeniable...... In a very dark corner of his heart, a voice whispered in his ear, "Well done."

He wanted to take revenge for a moment...... As an "ordinary person", take revenge on this "genius".

He didn't know that it was the last phone call in the world at that moment.

On August 23, Shimazaki committed suicide because he couldn't withstand malicious attacks and slander on the Internet.

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Before that, she created the last character of her life with a will full of despair and pain, and that was Altair.

After knowing this, Sa Tai fell into great regret and self-blame, and he chose to continue to complete the painting left by the moment to fulfill her last wish...... Seven days later, Altair's artwork was completed, and it still sits quietly in the bookcase of the Sata's house.

He didn't post it online...... To this day, Sa still feels that her sins are unforgivable.