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"Come Noboru time is not on our side." Downstairs his grandmother packed the freshly dried, homemade pulp paper. "This paper needs to be at the printers by 4 am."
Noboru rolled over and looked at the clock. It read 12:23 am. It wasn't supposed to be like this he thought. "I was 14, had the top scores in my academy & had lived in a large house in Tokyo." He whispered as he sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his eyes. "Now I'm 15, living with my only family member left alive, in a 4 room house with snow to the 2nd floor."
Noboru pulled on this have heavy jacket, wrapped his scarf around his neck & pulled on his oversized boots. He was glad to have the boots even if they were 2 sizes to big for him. That is what extra socks were for. He went downstairs. It was like a hothouse. His grandmother made paper & dried it by small coal fires vented by makeshift chimneys cut out of the snow. "Were to tonight, sobo."
"You'll be going to Koroshimasu Publishing with 200 sheets." She helped him shoulder the large canvas bag with the paper, double wrapped in plastic. This to insure the snow would not get it wet. "I'll have another delivery for you by the time you get back."
Noboru took his Sugegasa , a conical straw hat, off the peg beside the door, quickly put it on and tied the black silk ribbon chin strap. He took down his katana. A quality replica that was all the fashion since the first manga issues of Kill Girl: Miyabi started hitting the streets. You got to hand it to The Yankee Suns & Empress Mako. Within months they had not only forged a foundation of a new Empire. But they had spawned many mom & pop type shops, as the Americans would say. In his line of work it started with the paperboys. People of all ages would collect paper in the cities to be sold to a paper maker like his grandmother. She in turn would sell the homemade pulp paper to a small family ran printing shop. Who then would employee artists & writers for manga. Each little shop produce 1 manga each. Limited runs on issues keep the printings down & made them expensive gifts & worth enough for trading. Tabloids were a whole different monster when it came to publishing. They had quality paper & printed photos. Plus Empress Mako had ruled that Tabloids were forbidden from publishing manga.
There was 36 manga publishers, most having stories based on different Yankee Suns & a full 16 manga based on Empress Mako alone. Noboru delivered to 2 of the Yankee Suns manga. Koroshimasu Publishing who produced Makkuro Rose, translated Blackest of Black Rose. It was based on Lt. Sophie Rose. Veteran of the mainland China battles, soldier of the 1st laser tests. A strict honorable warrior by all means. The title came about, it is said, by her black lips. The other was Hentaisha Publishing which printed his favorite manga, Kill Girl: Miyabi. It was ran by a old man & his middle aged daughter. The old man always said he had inside info for his storylines. A beautiful, hot tempered, loudmouth teen from Tokyo. Defending female virginity & killing aliens with katana & plasma spear. Miyabi was his dream girl.
Noboru slipped the katana under the belt at the small of his back, and quickly left up the snow tunnel to the entrance 9 feet above the door & out into the cold night.
Blaze Injun