A Lewd Sketch Artist in a Gender-Reversed World - Chapter 108

Chapter 108 : Daily Life

After successfully signing the contract, the first thing I did was post an announcement.

I couldn’t keep such awesome news to myself.

Plus, it was about time to let my Pinbox and Pixiv readers know.

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[Hello, everyone. I’ve got some awesome news to share.]

Thanks to all your interest and support, I’ve secured a deal for official serialization.

It looks like S-Virus will soon move to BestToon.

As a result, no new chapters will be uploaded on Pinbox going forward.

However, the chapters already posted will remain as they are, and I plan to occasionally upload illustrations that don’t pass BestToon’s censorship.

To those who subscribed this month, my apologies…

If you’re upset, you should’ve timed your purchase better, lol.

Anyway, I’ve signed the contract, so give me some congrats!

Thank you ^^

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An impeccably clean announcement.

Maybe a bit too clean, to the point of sounding cheeky… but I figured it was fine and posted it anyway.

Perhaps because these kinds of announcements trigger phone notifications, the comments came in faster than I expected.

[??]

[Congrats!]

[I just subscribed this month, ugh ㅠㅠ]

[Congrats on the contract, but… your tone is so smug ^^ lol]

[Not even a “sorry,” just “my apologies” lol, what a madlad]

The flood of comments all congratulated me in their own way.

Thankfully, no one seemed too upset about the sudden halt of Pinbox uploads.

Well, if I’m not there, I’m not there.

“Nice.”

After checking all the comments, I smirked and closed Pinbox.

Then I went into my chat and sent a message to someone.

This announcement was actually posted on someone’s advice.

[Lee Sewon : I posted the announcement.]

[Song Hara: Good job ^^]

Her username had changed from “qwer1” to “Song Hara.”

Since we exchanged contact info, she’d occasionally message me to remind me of tasks.

[Song Hara: How much of the manuscript is left?]

[Lee Sewon : Just a bit more revision, and it’ll be done.]

[Song Hara: Okay, please send it to me via email once it’s finished.]

The official serialization was set to start in about three weeks.

By then, I’d have enough chapters stockpiled, and revisions would be complete.

I’d send the manuscript to her, and they’d officially post it on the site.

[Song Hara: I forgot to mention last time, but you might want to increase the chapter length.]

[Song Hara: It’s not short now, but there’s a minimum number of panels per chapter to meet.]

[Lee Sewon : Got it, I’ll keep that in mind.]

After that, she gave a few more tips and words of encouragement before leaving the chat.

I muttered to myself, “Increase the chapter length, huh…”

It’s not short now, but I’d need to be more mindful going forward.

I’d have to maintain a certain level of quality to make it worth the readers’ purchase. Probably need to put more effort into the artwork too.

Which means my daily life was about to get a bit busier.

“Oh well.”

A wry smile crept up, but I’d expected this.

More than that, it was finally sinking in.

I really signed a contract.

I’m actually going to be officially serialized.

The amateur artist teetering on the edge of legality, churning out that kind of art, was gone.

I was now a legitimate artist within the bounds of the law!

Protected by the law, the police could no longer come after me.

“Phew, the long days of humiliation and persecution… they’re finally over.”

Okay, the police never actually humiliated or persecuted me, but…

I was genuinely worried about getting arrested.

There’s been a lot of talk about 2D rights lately, after all.

But now, that fear was gone, and I couldn’t help but smile.

I kept browsing the internet for a bit.

This time, I went to Tartaros, which had become my second playground.

The platform was buzzing with bits of talk about my contract.

A random artist who’d occasionally promote or spout nonsense had suddenly leveled up to a professional.

They seemed to find it quietly fascinating.

It’s like the unemployed neighbor suddenly landing a corporate job.

Maybe not that dramatic, but they were probably feeling something similar.

[Lol, do webtoon companies hire masochistic lesbians now? The world’s getting wild lol]

[For real lol]

Ugh, these idiots.

“Phew…”

As expected of the crude community vibe.

Some people couldn’t just congratulate me they had to stir up trouble.

But that’s just how these places are, so I let it slide.

After browsing a bit more, I turned off my phone.

…And then I looked at the woman currently neglected on my bed.

“Hnn… Hng… Haa…”

On the bed was our dear Eunbyeol, trembling and letting out soft moans.

Her wrists and ankles were bound with white cable ties, like handcuffs. A black blindfold covered her eyes.

A small cloth was stuffed in her mouth, and further down, a pink vibrator was stimulating her private parts.

You know, those egg-shaped vibrators we’re all familiar with.

The kind you see in adult manga, used to restrain and torment heroines.

They’re surprisingly cheap.

You can find them on online shopping sites for around 10,000 won.

Thanks to that, she was currently

losing it on my bed in real-time.

“Hng! Hnn… Haaa…”

The reason she ended up like this was simple.

It was a punishment I’d inflicted on her.

The moment she came over to my place, I tied her up and left her on the bed that’s the situation.

The reason for punishing her was equally simple.

I just felt like it.

Last time I was chatting with qwer1, something she did pissed me off.

So, purely based on my mood, I decided to punish her.

“Looks good.”

I’m a man of my word, Sewon, the Korean man.

Once I make up my mind, I don’t waver easily.

Looking at her twitching while bound, I thought, “At least I didn’t make her do a plank.”

Originally, I’d planned to make her do a plank and spank her a few times, as I’d initially intended.

But that felt a bit too harsh and not particularly exciting, so I switched to this setup.

Thankfully, the new setup was pretty hot. Every time the vibrator buzzed, white liquid dripped from her groin.

I admired the sight for a bit before removing her blindfold and asking, “So, have you reflected?”

“Hng… Reflect on what?!”

As soon as the blindfold came off, she growled at me.

Her flushed face carried a hint of indignation.

Fair enough from her perspective, she’d come over to hang out and was immediately subjected to orgasmic torture.

She had a right to feel wronged.

“No, hng! Why are you doing this all of a sudden?!”

But honestly, I wasn’t just tormenting her on a whim.

I had plenty of justification for the punishment.

“You know that weird commission you requested of me last time?”

“Huh? W-Well, yeah…”

“Thinking back, I don’t think I punished you for that.”

“...What.”

At my words, she averted her gaze.

She must’ve felt a bit guilty.

But that lasted only a moment. As if something clicked, she met my eyes again and protested.

“B-But! Didn’t we settle that back then?”

True, when her commission was exposed, I teased her relentlessly.

Normally, that would’ve been the end of it.

But meeting qwer1 Song Hara changed things a bit.

“I just met my editor, right? And it turns out she’s one of my subscribers.”

“?”

“So she’s definitely seen the art you commissioned. And now we’ve met in real life.”

Naturally, she’d compare me to the art. And she’d feel something off.

“Huh? This guy looks like the art.”

“But he’s the one who drew it.”

“Wait, so he drew himself?”

That train of thought would inevitably follow.

“Right?”

Starting to feel uneasy, she nodded awkwardly.

A small bead of sweat formed on her flushed face.

“So what do you think she’d think of me?”

I grinned at her.

Then I slowly moved my fingers toward her groin. Between her spread legs, I felt slick liquid.

I plunged my fingers into her and shouted, “She’d think I’m some weirdo who draws that kind of art with my own body!”

“Hyaaa?!”

*Swish, swish, swish!*

I rapidly moved my fingers back and forth.

Each time my fingers grazed her walls, slippery liquid gushed out like a fountain.

Her body was already on edge from the pink vibrator.

With intense stimulation added, she couldn’t help but lose it.

*Splatter! Splatter!*

The liquid she squirted arced through the air and landed on the bed.

At that moment, I was genuinely proud I’d bought a waterproof mattress cover.

“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!!”

She half-screamed her apology.

The spine-tingling pleasure and her burning core made her grimace.

She writhed to escape, but with her limbs bound, she couldn’t get free easily.

Honestly, I wasn’t that mad.

I drew the art and posted it, so I was partly responsible.

And thanks to that art, I confirmed she had a thing for me, so it wasn’t all bad.

But I didn’t bother saying that.

No need to, and besides, this situation was more fun.

With just a bit of pressure, I’d gained the “right” to do whatever I wanted with her.

After that, I kept toying with Eunbyeol.

I grabbed her breasts or pressed my swollen member against her sensitive core.

Maybe because of the friction, the warm entrance felt like it was on fire, making me feel amazing.

Lost in her sweet core, we went at it for a while.

When I snapped out of it, she was already completely spent.

“Heh… Heh…”

“Phew…”

Leaving her melting on the bed, I let out a long-held sigh.

In manga, people light a cigarette in moments like this.

As a non-smoker, I felt a bit left out.

“Good job.”

Anyway, that’s how my daily life went.

I revised my manga manuscripts, stockpiled chapters, and when I had time, I’d mess with Eunbyeol or hook up with Arin.

A normal, peaceful routine continued. As time passed, the summer heat intensified, and days and nights cycled dozens of times.

And so, three weeks passed.

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