A Lewd Sketch Artist in a Gender-Reversed World - Chapter 48
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Chapter 48 : Capitalism
Modern society is capitalist.
A society where individuals can own private property and advocate more for liberalism than equality.
A society where, even without closely observing how everyone behaves, one can survive if they do well on their own.
It seems like a fairly reasonable societal system where one can achieve a certain level of success based on individual ability. At least it seems better than the failed precedent of communism. Judging by how countries are still functioning well, the system itself seems quite rational.
But, as always, nothing has only good points.
Perhaps because too much focus is placed on the word 'capital,' modern society seems deeply rooted in materialism. It feels like money can solve everything.
Even if you slap someone's cheek, money can cover it up.
Even if you hit someone with a car, with enough bail and money, you can easily escape prison bars.
Sex (?) can also be bought with money, and moral vanity can be resolved to some extent with money.
It truly is a world of materialism.
According to the principle of "as you sow, so shall you reap," being attached to material things is meaningless...
Instead of material things, one should focus on spiritual cultivation... but the world mockingly reverses these values.
It is an era without romance.
Thus, convictions are crushed before capitalism.
Philosophy has also become a vulgar joke.
In this era, philosophers are likely to become beggars, and art has degraded into a plaything for the wealthy.
In such an era...
"Hehe."
Here was a man selling his convictions again.
It was me.
I, who had wagged my tail like a dog for a hefty sum of 300,000 won.
A smirk escaped from the corner of my mouth.
"Money coming in is comforting."
Huh? Convictions? Philosophy?
Eh, what can you do? It's the capitalist era.
Material things are a hundred times better than those worthless convictions.
For me, who was about to be taken advantage of by Shimura Ajimae, 300,000 won was truly a lifeline!
A punch from a superhuman that would break through this situation in one go!
As I escaped the threat of death and chastity, a sense of relief automatically welled up.
After all, a well-fed pig is much better than a hungry Socrates. If someone gave me a million won, I would squeal like a pig.
Of course, I had to draw male character lewd pictures for that... but the important thing was that I had escaped the crisis.
I put down the tablet pen for a moment and looked at the drawing I was working on. A naked Kim Tae-yang came into view.
A curse automatically slipped out.
"Damn it."
Kim Tae-yang was looking up with a tearful expression.
His hands were tied behind his back, and the surroundings were filled with a lewd atmosphere.
His defiant gaze seemed to glare at the observer, and a hint of shallow fear could be felt in his eyes.
Knowing his situation of being about to be violated, his face was blushing quite intensely.
Even just describing the face was this much.
The lower half was even more horribly drawn, but for the sake of mental health, I won't describe it in detail.
'I shouldn't have asked if there was anything to add at that time.'
I briefly regretted my past self. It was a thoughtless question.
Because of that, tear stains and blushing were added. It was like digging my own grave.
Thanks to that, every time I drew, I was overwhelmed with self-loathing... but overall, the drawing itself turned out quite satisfactorily.
The lines depicting the appearance were very clean, and the emotional expression of the character seemed to be at its peak.
The contrasting colors and shading were intricately harmonized, and the strange purple atmosphere visible around was softly decorating the surroundings.
It was of considerable quality no matter who looked at it.
In a way, it might be among the best five I've drawn so far.
Unfortunately.
Although I had abandoned my conviction not to draw solo shots of male characters.
Among the convictions I had, there was another one. It was more like a stubborn belief.
Once I receive a commission, I must at least do my best to match the money paid.
The other party must have made up their mind and paid me money to request the commission.
I had lived with this mindset in the previous world and gained quite a bit of recognition thanks to it.
This mindset continued to the present and had now become somewhat of an obsession.
Once I receive money, I must do my best to match its value. That's my creed.
However, as is often the case with art, evaluations are highly subjective, and even I couldn't be sure sometimes.
Fortunately, there is a way in such cases, which is to spend a lot of time.
A drawing created over four days of repeated contemplation is usually better in quality than one made in a single day.
Of course, this isn't always the case, but it's mostly a true formula of effort.
That must be why.
It took me five days to draw this picture, which is twice as long as it usually takes me to finish a commission.
'I thought I was going to die.'
Drawing the rough sketch, outlining, coloring, and shading, followed by repeated revisions... and I had to finish Kim Tae-yang's third episode as well.
It was quite a tough schedule for me.
Not to mention the mental shocks I received in between.
Anyway, I finished the drawing and sent it to 'qwer1' as it was.
[qwer1: LOL]
[qwer1: See, you can do it when you try]
[qwer1: I've always wanted to see Kim Tae-yang get properly educated]
Fortunately, my suspicious and wealthy client seemed quite pleased.
Satisfied reactions were popping up in the chat.
[hala: Hehe... I'm glad you liked it. Please request again next time...]
I sent a servile reply like that and closed the chat.
Then I thought about the other person for a moment.
'What kind of person is this?'
Even though they paid, I didn't have good feelings.
No matter what, it's natural to have good feelings towards a benefactor, but this was a special case.
Because they requested a solo shot of a male character from me.
Even though they paid, they dared to inflict significant mental damage on me.
There's no way I could have good feelings.
Moreover, their attitude was somewhat rude, and their way of spending money was coercive.
'Do they think money can do anything?'
...They know well.
They knew the truth of the world too well.
That's why I didn't like them!
They know too well how to use people!
And even apart from that, there were many things I was curious about.
Why would they spend 300,000 won on a commission? That amount of money could be used to employ many other artists.
No matter how well I draw, I'm still far behind those above me.
With that money, they could have just requested from someone else.
Perhaps they have some copyright awareness... I even thought that.
"Ah, whatever."
As I continued to think, I waved my hand.
What's the point of trying to understand? It's always hard to understand the thoughts of those who are suspiciously wealthy.
For now, I was satisfied with the fact that I had escaped from being poor.
I moved the mouse and uploaded the commissioned work to Pixiv.
I had seen the client's reaction, and now it was time to see the reactions of ordinary readers.
I was quite looking forward to what kind of reactions there would be.
'I need to upload Kim Tae-yang too.'
I also uploaded the barely finished Kim Tae-yang Episode 3 to Fanbox. With this, I had finished all the work I needed to do today.
"Ugh..."
I stretched once and got up from the chair.
Then I threw my body onto the soft mattress.
My long-overworked spine found rest, and my actively running brain stopped its activity.
A comfortable sensation took over my body.
"Ahh."
After a hard day's work, this rest felt incredibly good.
This must be another kind of sex. It feels so good that it can't be anything but sex.
"I should sleep like this."
Once I'm lying in bed, getting up is nonsense.
That would be a foolish act that denies the very meaning of a bed's existence.
So, I planned to roll around a bit and fall asleep.
At times like this, there's nothing better than checking the comments to pass the time... but I decided to wait a bit.
This time, I didn't post on Tartarus but normally on Fanbox and Pixiv.
I needed to wait a bit to see the reactions.
I decided to wait a bit for my curiosity.
Honestly, I was quite curious about the reaction to the commissioned work by 'qwer1'.
That's because it's quite different from the genre I've been aiming for on my account so far.
Like someone who used to draw pure love stories drifting into NTR, or someone who aimed for a harem suddenly changing course to BL.
A picture of the opposite genre had emerged from a place where I usually drew femdom (female domination) material.
As such, I couldn't predict what kind of reaction would come out.
And to be honest.
I hoped it wouldn't be good.
'Please, let the public opinion plummet!'
I hoped that my high-quality drawing wouldn't match the consumers' tastes.
Why?
Because I don't want to draw it again!
I don't want to take on the role of that supplier!
If there's demand, supply is inevitably needed.
That means if there are no demanders, supply is also unnecessary.
It's enough for me to draw femdom material.
I'm already making a decent living, so I don't want to expand my genre elsewhere.
I thought so and prayed that this post wouldn't be popular.
And I muttered.
"Tomorrow, I should have some sex."
There should be a reward at the end of hard work.
I decided to normally torment Ahrin.
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