After resting for a bit while leaning back on the sofa, Lin Feng stood up and headed upstairs.
Although both his body and mind felt a little tired, actually falling asleep right away was… unlikely.
So Lin Feng decided to take advantage of the free time and catch up on the recent draft pages he needed to draw.
Originally, he thought that with the typhoon coming and school temporarily closed, he would be able to stay home and build up a nice buffer of draft pages.
He didn't expect that halfway through, he would accidentally trigger the plotline of the movie version—The Great Adventure of the Wind Messenger.
Because of that, he hadn't had any proper time to work on his manga these past few days. After handing in this current batch of draft pages, he'd probably completely drain the stockpile he had prepared earlier.
Right now, Demon Slayer had already reached chapter six in Weekly Shonen after several weeks of serialization.
And the reason Lin Feng knew this…
Was because every time Mangetsu Miyako came over to visit the house (to "pet the cat"), she would casually bring him the latest issue of Weekly Shonen.
During his free moments, Lin Feng would skim through the works published in the magazine.
At this point, after all the groundwork laid in the early chapters, Demon Slayer had reached a small climax.
Under the training of the cultivator Urokodaki Sakonji, the protagonist Tanjirou had significantly improved.
Not only was he able to successfully slice the giant boulder, more importantly—he now qualified to participate in the Demon Slayer Corps' selection trial.
As long as he could pass the test at Fujikasane Mountain, Tanjirou would be able to officially join the Demon Slayer Corps and become a recognized demon-slaying swordsman.
For most readers, watching Tanjirou leave his mountain village and become stronger step by step, all for the sake of finding a way to turn his sister back into a human…
It was a kind of emotional support. The pursuit of strength could make a person's resolve incredibly powerful.
So the audience was eager to know what kind of performance Tanjirou would show in this upcoming trial at Fujikasane Mountain.
Would he pass successfully and become a qualified demon slayer?
Thus, the next section of the story was particularly important.
For this small climax, Lin Feng planned to revise it slightly so that the next part of the story would better suit the tastes of readers in this era.
After all, compared to the people of the era Lin Feng originally came from, today's audience was probably younger, and their emotional endurance might be a bit weaker.
If the plot became too tragic or depressing, it might deal an irreversible emotional blow to some readers.
If that resulted in losing a large number of fans—well, that would not be worth it at all.
Of course, the development of the later plot still required more detailed planning. There was no need to think that far right now.
What Lin Feng needed to do now was simply draw the trial arc of Fujikasane Mountain as soon as possible, so readers wouldn't be left feeling disappointed.
After spreading fresh blank manuscript paper across the desk, Lin Feng picked up his pen and began drawing.
Chachamaru was still as obedient as ever, lying beside the desk lamp with half-closed eyes, holding its two little paws together as if accompanying Lin Feng in his "battle."
Fūko and Kuro floated behind him, one on the left and one on the right, like two guardian spirits.
Compared to the lonely silhouette of Lin Feng drawing at his desk before, his home now felt much livelier.
Thankfully, Fūko and Kuro didn't require much food; occasionally feeding them some warm air was enough.
Otherwise, if two more mouths suddenly needed regular meals, Lin Feng would truly have a headache.
Since it was still vacation for a few more days, and he didn't have to get up early for school, Lin Feng naturally stayed up later than usual again.
There was nothing he could do about it—his pre-transmigration habit of staying up late was proving very hard to fix.
On regular days he could force himself to wake up early for school.
But now that the typhoon break meant he didn't have to report to school in the morning, staying up late and waking up late had quietly become routine again.
Heaven knows, Lin Feng really didn't intend to stay up late—staying up late was bad for the body.
It was just that sometimes he got too absorbed in drawing drafts, as if reliving the entire Demon Slayer story again.
With such a captivating plot, it was easy to forget the passage of time.
By the time Lin Feng finally put down his pen and snapped back to reality, it was already late at night.
Aside from the sleepy, half-lidded night-owl Chachamaru still struggling to keep him company, Fūko and Kuro had actually fallen asleep leaning against the desk on either side.
…Weren't their true forms small typhoons?
Typhoons… sleep?
Lin Feng stared speechlessly for a moment before slowly accepting this bizarre setting.
After all, this was the world of Doraemon. Even more ridiculous things could happen, and they'd still be understandable.
Since typhoons could possess human-like intelligence, the idea that they might eat, rest, and sleep like humans wasn't unacceptable either.
"Thanks for staying with me so late, Chachamaru. If you're sleepy, go rest. I'm about to turn in as well."
Lin Feng stood up, stretched, then reached out to gently rub Chachamaru's fluffy head, speaking with a smile.
"Meow~"
Chachamaru softly responded, then stood up from beside the desk lamp. It placed its two front paws on the desk, pressed its body downward in a little stretch, then jumped off the desk and padded toward its cat bed.
After tidying up the freshly drawn manuscript pages, Lin Feng also prepared to go to bed.
...
The night passed quickly. With the arrival of the next morning, a beautiful new day began again.
He had to admit—it felt wonderful to wake up naturally without an alarm.
Lin Feng stretched lazily as he got out of bed and opened the curtains.
Today's weather looked exceptionally clear. It really did seem like the typhoon had some connection with the recently concluded Wind Messenger movie arc.
Of course, the school holiday wasn't going to suddenly end just because the weather improved. In this regard, the system was definitely better than some places.
As for Lin Feng, being able to enjoy the remaining days of vacation, rest well, and build up more draft pages was honestly a great thing.
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