The day after yesterday, I submit a final draft of the series of "An engineer who is never loved by English".

After listening to the above, my senior daughter looked like happy terribly.

I asked her the reason, she said to me,

"It it O.K. to draw illustrations, but hard to receive follow-up emails about deadline."

It has seemed to be rough for her, as a school student girl, to keep promises both strict observance of both delivery time and quality, thought this is an ordinary common sense of business person.

"Do you want to give up drawing?"

"No. But I can keep working as an illustrator like an adviser or a consultant.

―― Hey, girl! You are looking at me from height!

I could possibly keep the above phase.

Breaking our business partnership, both of us will take disadvantages.

Now I can complete the picture if she supplies me this draft line-work.

Father and daughter connected by interest.

I think it is so-so.

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At the midnight of yesterday, when I head down to family room, she was cramming for an exam.

After the exam, I promised her to start illustration with reading my final draft. So I told the contents.

"What kind of the final is coming?"

"Let me see... I dare say, it is like "Madoki-Madoka" isn't it?"

"What?"

""Starting with hope, and ending with desperation" or "Starting with pray and ending with curse""

After a moment of silence, the daughter said

"Should I read the draft, after all?"