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# Aniplex

# MTBB

If Nadeko Sengoku's life was a manga series that's currently running,

Let's say Sengoku Nadeko's life was a manga.

and if I were to read from volume 1 to volume 15, the latest release,

If I were to read from volume 1 to the latest volume 15,

I'm sure I'd think,

"The protagonist's personality is all over the place."

That's an inevitable fate for a long-running series.

That's the inevitable fate of a long-running series.

Perhaps being a true fan means loving the series even though such inconsistencies are there.

But, as an ordinary reader, there's just something unsatisfactory about it.

But as an ordinary reader, there's just something unsatisfactory about it.

But no, I'm not just an ordinary reader.

Nadeko Sengoku is none other than myself.

Sengoku Nadeko is none other than myself.

That's especially why the snapshots of my past feel like completely different people.

And that's exactly why the snapshots of my past feel like completely different people.

Anytime, anywhere, with any person...

If you kept the same personality

If you could have the same personality the whole time,

regardless of the place, the time, and the company,

I think that would be abnormal.

I would say that would be even more abnormal.

I was rather audacious in metaphorically referring to my life as a long-running series.

I was rather audacious referring to my life as a long-running series.

But in reality, my current life as a fifteen-year-old hasn't even gotten a one-shot published.

In reality, my current life as a fifteen-year-old hasn't even gotten a one-shot published.

It keeps getting rejected during the planning phase.

It's just been a bunch of rejected drafts.

Myself from that one time, myself from back then...

Myself from that era, and myself during those times...

And then, my current self.

It will never be seen by the world, and it still has yet to see a beginning.

These drafts will never be published. The story has yet to see a beginning.

Therefore, it won't end, either.

It's all the one and only Nadeko Sengoku.

It's all the one and only Sengoku Nadeko.

Look out!

Wait... Nope!

Are you hurt anywhere?

My oh my, this is Ms. Ougi Oshino.

Why, could this be Oshino Ougi?

I'm fine!

Hello there, Sengoku.

Nice to meet you! My name is Ougi Oshino.

Nice to meet you! My name is Oshino Ougi.

I've met you before though.

What?

Come to think, it was the other way around back then?

Come to think of it, wasn't it the other way around back then?

I didn't know about you, but you knew about me.

I don't know anything. It's what you know, Sengoku.

I don't know anything. You're the one who knows everything, Sengoku.

No, wait.

For my current self, this is without a doubt the first time I've met you, Sengoku.

For my current self, this is without a doubt the first time I've met you.

Yes, that's right.

Mr. Ougi Oshino is a second-year boy attending Naoetsu High School.

Oshino Ougi is a second-year boy attending Naoetsu High School.

What about you? Are you injured, Sengoku?

Oh, right. I'm fine, Mr. Ougi.

You don't have to be so distant and call me "Mr. Ougi."

Feel free to call me "Big Brother Ougi" out of familiarity.

Huh?

But you used to call you-know-who-senpai like that, right?

But you used to address what's-his-name like that, right?

Sorry, I flubbed.

Sorry, I bit my tongue.

Just kidding.

So are you heading to school now?

So, are you heading to school now?

I-Is your bicycle all right?

Huh? Yeah, it's fine.

If you're heading to school, I'll take you there.

I'm not heading to school, so I'll pass.

See you.

I see.

I totally assumed you were going to school.

I mean, I saw you in a school uniform earlier.

M-Mr. Ougi!

Whoa, what is it? Why'd you suddenly raise your voice?

Where that other self of mine was...

can you take my current self there?

Can you take my current self there?

I...

I've been looking for myself!

The rule of 10,000 hours.

Apparently there's a study that no matter the field, people who are

Apparently there's a study that no matter the field,

considered top tier have trained for over 10,000 hours.

people who are considered top tier have trained for over 10,000 hours.

And there are only 24 hours in a day.

Let's round that to 25 hours to make calculations easier.

In other words, four days would be 100 hours.

Forty days is 1,000 hours.

Four hundred days for 10,000 hours.

There are 365 days in a year.

So by removing the extra time we added earlier to make things neat,

we can say that 10,000 hours is approximately one year.

I see! I only need to try hard for one year to become top tier!

Piece of cake!

I haven't lived a life so idyllic that I would say such a thing.

Even with my idyllic life, I know that's not how it works.

Humans have to do this thing called living a life on top of making an effort.

Living a life comes before any effort.

Effort can be realized only after living a life.

Living a life is the necessary foundation for any effort.

Therefore, there's a time period where humans cannot make any effort.

Therefore, there are times when people cannot make any effort.

No matter who it is, they must divert over half of the day to living their lives.

To keep making an effort efficiently and continuously,

no matter how generous an estimate,

eight hours with breaks in-between is the limit.

eight hours, with breaks in between, is the limit.

Eight hours.

That's one third of the day.

Which means we must multiply the formula [10,000 hours = one year] by three.

Which means we must multiply the formula "10,000 hours = one year" by three.

That's three years. Three years, huh?

To be honest, that's long enough to get moderately fed up.

Whether the rule of 10,000 hours is true or not,

I don't have that much time on my hands.

Because, this morning, my parents finally told me thus.

Because, this morning, my parents finally told me thus:

"Stop doing such stupid things forever,

"You can't keep up this idiotic life forever.

and go work once you graduate from middle school."

Once you graduate from middle school, you need to get a job."

I see, I see.

Calling their only idiot daughter an idiot...

Nadeko Sengoku's doting mommy and daddy, after spoiling her completely rotten,

Sengoku Nadeko's doting mommy and daddy, after spoiling her completely rotten,

have finally reluctantly, or rather indulgingly, taken some action.

at last take the bull, I mean spoiled snake by the horns.

That's worthy of celebration.

Congratulations.

To give a simple explanation, Ononoki...

To give a simple explanation...

Yotsugi Ononoki is currently on an undercover mission in the Araragi household.

Ononoki... Ononoki Yotsugi is currently on an undercover mission in the Araragi household.

I became involved in that assignment, and I ended up helping her out a bit.

I became involved in that assignment and ended up helping her out a bit.

And ever since, she's been coming by to my room all the time.

And ever since, she's been dropping by my room all the time.

She comes four times a week. It's ruining my feeling of being a shut-in.

She comes four times a week. It's ruining the nice shut-in mood I've built up.

However, she's not troubling me. She is, in fact, helping me out.

As you can see, she's offering to be a model for my rough sketches.

As you can see, she's offering to model for my rough sketches.

It's not like they called me an idiot.

They didn't quite call me an idiot.

They just said what I'm doing is idiotic.

Well, seriously speaking, I believe you really need to think that bit out.

I don't think all of your efforts are useless.

Furthermore, I don't think what your idiotic self does is idiotic.

But as a practical problem, effort requires payment.

But practically speaking, effort is not free.

It's something you do by paying sacrifices or compensation.

It's something that comes at a cost, monetary or not.

Thus, using graduation from middle school, which is compulsory education, as a standard base

Therefore, I believe that requiring you complete compulsory education by graduating junior high

is only respectable as parents.

is perfectly reasonable as parents.

Moreover, not kicking you out to become independent

Moreover, if your parents aren't kicking you out,

can be said that your parents are still enabling you.

you could say that they're still enabling you.

You're naïve.

They're still borderline spoiling you.

I am very dubious about the rule of 10,000 hours.

Personally, I'm dubious about the rule of 10,000 hours.

Those who are capable can just get things done really easily.

Those who are capable can get things done in a flash.

What I can do right now is to show some sort of result before graduating middle school

What I can do right now is to have some sort of accomplishment before graduating middle school

so I can use that to convince Father and Mother.

so I can use that to convince Mom and Dad.

Whether it be winning an award, or whatever.

Whether it be winning an award or whatever.

Oh, brother.

A declaration to enter the prize race. How ironic.

A declaration to enter the prize race.

You gave Hitagi Senjyogahara a time limit of "until high school graduation,"

How ironic. You set the deadline of high school graduation for Senjougahara Hitagi,

yet now you see yourself caught with a similar time limit.

yet now it's your turn to feel the pressure of a time limit.

Yes. I'm reaping what I've sown.

Laugh if you want. I should be making my atonement.

Laugh if you want. I deserve to be punished, after all.

If you insist on asking, there is a way to easily show some results.

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# Aniplex

If Nadeko Sengoku's life was a manga series that's currently running,
and if I were to read from volume 1 to volume 15, the latest release,
I'm sure I'd think,
"The protagonist's personality is all over the place."
That's an inevitable fate for a long-running series.
Perhaps being a true fan means loving the series even though such inconsistencies are there.
But, as an ordinary reader, there's just something unsatisfactory about it.
But no, I'm not just an ordinary reader.
Nadeko Sengoku is none other than myself.
That's especially why the snapshots of my past feel like completely different people.
Anytime, anywhere, with any person...
If you could have the same personality the whole time,
I think that would be abnormal.
I was rather audacious in metaphorically referring to my life as a long-running series.
But in reality, my current life as a fifteen-year-old hasn't even gotten a one-shot published.
It keeps getting rejected during the planning phase.
Myself from that one time, myself from back then...
Myself from that era, and myself during those times...
And then, my current self.
It will never be seen by the world, and it still has yet to see a beginning.
Therefore, it won't end, either.
It's all the one and only Nadeko Sengoku.
Look out!
Wait... Nope!
Are you hurt anywhere?
My oh my, this is Ms. Ougi Oshino.
I'm fine!
Hello there, Sengoku.
Nice to meet you! My name is Ougi Oshino.
I've met you before though.
What?
Come to think, it was the other way around back then?
I didn't know about you, but you knew about me.
I don't know anything. It's what you know, Sengoku.
No, wait.
For my current self, this is without a doubt the first time I've met you, Sengoku.
Yes, that's right.
Mr. Ougi Oshino is a second-year boy attending Naoetsu High School.
What about you? Are you injured, Sengoku?
Oh, right. I'm fine, Mr. Ougi.
You don't have to be so distant and call me "Mr. Ougi."
Feel free to call me "Big Brother Ougi" out of familiarity.
Huh?
But you used to call you-know-who-senpai like that, right?
Sorry, I flubbed.
Just kidding.
So are you heading to school now?
I-Is your bicycle all right?
Huh? Yeah, it's fine.
If you're heading to school, I'll take you there.
I'm not heading to school, so I'll pass.
See you.
I see.
I totally assumed you were going to school.
I mean, I saw you in a school uniform earlier.
M-Mr. Ougi!
Whoa, what is it? Why'd you suddenly raise your voice?
Where that other self of mine was...
can you take my current self there?
I...
I've been looking for myself!
The rule of 10,000 hours.
Apparently there's a study that no matter the field, people who are
considered top tier have trained for over 10,000 hours.
And there are only 24 hours in a day.
Let's round that to 25 hours to make calculations easier.
In other words, four days would be 100 hours.
Forty days is 1,000 hours.
Four hundred days for 10,000 hours.
There are 365 days in a year.
So by removing the extra time we added earlier to make things neat,
we can say that 10,000 hours is approximately one year.
I see! I only need to try hard for one year to become top tier!
Piece of cake!
I haven't lived a life so idyllic that I would say such a thing.
Humans have to do this thing called living a life on top of making an effort.
Living a life comes before any effort.
Effort can be realized only after living a life.
Therefore, there's a time period where humans cannot make any effort.
No matter who it is, they must divert over half of the day to living their lives.
To keep making an effort efficiently and continuously,
no matter how generous an estimate,
eight hours with breaks in-between is the limit.
Eight hours.
That's one third of the day.
Which means we must multiply the formula [10,000 hours = one year] by three.
That's three years. Three years, huh?
To be honest, that's long enough to get moderately fed up.
Whether the rule of 10,000 hours is true or not,
I don't have that much time on my hands.
Because, this morning, my parents finally told me thus.
"Stop doing such stupid things forever,
and go work once you graduate from middle school."
I see, I see.
Calling their only idiot daughter an idiot...
Nadeko Sengoku's doting mommy and daddy, after spoiling her completely rotten,
have finally reluctantly, or rather indulgingly, taken some action.
That's worthy of celebration.
Congratulations.
To give a simple explanation, Ononoki...
Yotsugi Ononoki is currently on an undercover mission in the Araragi household.
I became involved in that assignment, and I ended up helping her out a bit.
And ever since, she's been coming by to my room all the time.
She comes four times a week. It's ruining my feeling of being a shut-in.
However, she's not troubling me. She is, in fact, helping me out.
As you can see, she's offering to be a model for my rough sketches.
It's not like they called me an idiot.
They just said what I'm doing is idiotic.
Well, seriously speaking, I believe you really need to think that bit out.
I don't think all of your efforts are useless.
Furthermore, I don't think what your idiotic self does is idiotic.
But as a practical problem, effort requires payment.
It's something you do by paying sacrifices or compensation.
Thus, using graduation from middle school, which is compulsory education, as a standard base
is only respectable as parents.
Moreover, not kicking you out to become independent
can be said that your parents are still enabling you.
You're naïve.
I am very dubious about the rule of 10,000 hours.
Those who are capable can just get things done really easily.
What I can do right now is to show some sort of result before graduating middle school
so I can use that to convince Father and Mother.
Whether it be winning an award, or whatever.
Oh, brother.
A declaration to enter the prize race. How ironic.
You gave Hitagi Senjyogahara a time limit of "until high school graduation,"
yet now you see yourself caught with a similar time limit.
Yes. I'm reaping what I've sown.
Laugh if you want. I should be making my atonement.
If you insist on asking, there is a way to easily show some results.
Huh?
Nadeko Sengoku.
From what I've been hearing, your concern is that you don't have time, right?
Y-Yeah, that's right. So?
So there is a way.
Basically, you just need to debut while you're still in middle school, right?
Well, yeah.
There are two ways.
Two? That many?
I can't wholeheartedly recommend one of them.
Tell me, Ononoki.
One is to submit your next completed manuscript and affix your headshot photo on it.
That way, the editorial staff will surely set you up as a pretty girl manga artist.
Or, you can go to the internet upload site you've been submitting anonymously to,
and disclose your status and history.
Your dramatic life
is sure to make your work shine more brilliantly than it actually can.
You think I would do that?
Right. Then I will call this plan off, and present you with the second one.
Nadeko Sengoku.
The second way is the one that I don't recommend.
I personally think that you shouldn't do this.
But this is the only way left for us.
Huh? This is the only way?
You need to put in 10,000 hours of effort in the one year you have left.
N-No, no, no, no!
Impossible! Impossible! Impossible! Impossible!
Right, about that.
The biggest pitfall of the 10,000 hours rule is right there.
Defining the amount of practice to be the ticket to making dreams come true
completely ignores the percentage of those who can become disabled.
To exert too much effort is not necessarily sensible.
What you need to think about is the quality of the effort made.
Then what should I do?
If I'm trying to do something that takes three years in one year,
I need to put in three times as much effort even if the quality goes down a bit.
I'm not saying you need to triple your effort.
You just need to triple in number.
So, if there are a total of three people including you...
No, that would be a bit unreliable.
Then, a total of five people.
That way, you can create a rotation where you can get things going smoothly.
I mean, the job of manga artist is basically collaborative work with assistants.
More than an individual, you're a member of an organization.
You work as one member of a group.
R-Right. What's important is teamwork.
That's why they say you have to have high communication skills to get things done.
In other words, it's iffy if you're able to become an assistant, let alone a team leader.
No matter how introverted you are, even as you are now,
if you're dealing with yourself, you can communicate as much as you want, right?
So you just need to prepare four copies of yourself as assistants.
I'm a little hesitant to say this, but this is part of my specialty.
Did I tell you?
I'm a doll apparition, but at the same time, I'm a shikigami of an onmyouji.
Shikigami...
It's rather cheeky to use -gami (god) in front of you, who used to be a god.
So you can call it a "familiar" instead.
Putting it frankly, it's like a faithful servant that works for the sake of its master.
In my case, my master, Big Sister, can't walk on the ground, so I work as her legs.
It's my job to move around with a light footwork.
If I have a chance, I'll introduce you to her.
I'm sure Big Sister will give you a big lecture right when she meets you.
But I don't want to be lectured right when I meet someone.
In any case, something like me for Big Sister...
You just need to create a shikigami that will be your agent.
That's what I'm suggesting.
Even if it's impossible alone, if all five of you work together,
don't you think both your efforts and their results
will somehow make things happen in under a year?
Now, you will draw four self-portraits in this sketchbook.
Draw four copies of Nadeko Sengoku.
I will make them three-dimensional.
I will materialize them,
and turn them into four shikigami.
Hey, do you remember?
When I first visited this room.
You know how I had you draw the picture of a slug back then, right?
In order to fool Tsukihi Araragi's eyes, I took the Slug Tofu still remaining inside you
and made good use of it ingeniously with professional skill.
But the Slug Tofu that you drew was beyond my expectations
and materialized in three dimensions as a powerful apparition.
Yeah, you mentioned something like that.
Of course, that was proof of just how dangerous Tsukihi Araragi was.
But I think it was also proof of your drawing skills.
I guess you can call it latent talent.
The fact that I'm visiting you often like this
and assisting as your model
is not only repaying you for listening to my gripes,
but even more so than that,
I'm picking up on your brilliant talent.
Brilliant talent?
For a monstrosity with no guise, visualization is quite an important factor.
Take for example how novels are difficult to approach at first.
But if there's an illustration of a character on the cover, it's easier to get an image, right?
And so, I would like to test your brilliant talent right now.
Just how much energy resides in your art skill, your drawings, your illustrations...
If your self-portrait is one that is worthy of becoming a shikigami,
I will introduce you to Ms. Gaen at that point in time.
So isn't this Ms. Gaen person a very important factor of why I became a deity?
I don't mean to put blame on her,
but to be honest, I don't want anything to do with her anymore.
That's all the more reason.
Repaying a favor is not just a front.
Because unlike Kiss-shot Acerola-orion Heart-under-blade,
you are not acknowledged to be harmless yet, Nadeko Sengoku.
Right now, how they're going to deal with you is simply in limbo.
Depending on who the specialist is,
it wouldn't be strange if you got defeated after all this time.
And so, if you present your brilliant talent far surpassing others to Ms. Gaen,
and if you can show her that you're useful in case of an emergency,
you can end up nestling under the care of the boss,
who you can call a monster of connections.
All right, then I'll try it out.
I just need to draw four copies of myself?
Right. But just in case, can you change the design for each of them?
It would be a problem if we couldn't tell which Nadeko Sengoku was which.
And it'd be a big deal if we couldn't figure out which of the five Nadeko Sengokus was the real one.
Not just a big deal. It would be the brink of my identity collapsing.
On a serious note...
There are stories about an onmyouji being overtaken
by a shikigami which was supposed to be their agent.
So even if they're all the same Nadeko Sengoku,
Then I guess I'll draw them so we can tell them apart with their hairdos.
I got an idea.
If it's my past selves, it'll be easy to draw them.
Oh, bangs mode.
This is one that I've never seen.
Yup, that's right.
I think this version of myself was called "bangs girl."
You grew your bangs to hide your face from being seen.
This was the shy and meekest Nadeko Sengoku.
Then we should call her Meek Nadeko.
I haven't met her, either.
She lifts up her bangs with a headband, showing her forehead.
You had a phase like this?
Oh, I get it.
This is the Nadeko Sengoku that was aggressively approaching a certain someone.
Let's call her Flirty Nadeko.
Oh, I remember seeing this one.
This is the Nadeko Sengoku when Tsukihi Araragi chopped off your favorite bangs, right?
Yeah.
This was your hairstyle when you went off in the classroom, right?
And that's the reason you don't want to go to school now.
You snapped like someone touched upon your wrath, and made an angry speech, I hear.
Then this Nadeko with short bangs will be Wrath Nadeko.
And if we've gone this far,
I don't even need to ask what the fourth Nadeko's hairstyle will be.
Yup. There's only one.
Let's call her God Nadeko.
Now, Current Nadeko.
Can you take those four and clean up the sketches?
Please take your time, and draw them as carefully as possible.
Put your heart and soul into it.
With this, in my next year, my course of action
and my future may be determined for me.
If I think of it that way, I can't help but get fired up!
I'm gonna draw! Here we go!
And so, you drew them all with a, "Here we go!"
You let the pen run along the paper.
How foolish.
Your four selves ran away, huh?
Which means, the experiment itself was a success.
For Yotsugi, it must have been a surprise that all four proved to be successes.
Yeah, she said that afterwards.
Speaking of Ononoki, she went off in a different direction to find my four selves.
My four selves. I can't leave the four Nadekos out in the wild.
When you say "Nadekos" it reminds me how you referred to yourself in third person.
You wouldn't know about that if this is our first time meeting.
Whoops, that was an accident. Forget I said that.
No, wait. The only thing my powerless self can do is to show you the way.
I'm sure it's my meager role in this story to pursue the Nadeko in a school uniform
that I happened to come across earlier.
But Sengoku...
Why did your four selves disappear?
Did Yotsugi have some kind of oversight?
I was a bit careless.
"Making an effort to become a manga artist" is the stance for my current self.
So even if I summoned my past selves as shikigami,
there's no way they'd help me out.
I shouldn't have even wished for cooperation.
There was incredible carnage
in the once peaceful location where I decided to be a shut-in.
I tried to somehow calm all of them down, but I became the most hated of my selves.
The four Nadekos
didn't even assist me with my manuscripts, let alone draw any frame lines.
They all ran away, as if they were dissipating.
I'm the best in Japan when it comes to running away.
By the way, one Nadeko ran away from the window.
I'm scared.
But I can't just simply be scared.
Right now, I must collect my four selves, including God Nadeko, as soon as possible.
If I leave them alone, the entire town will fall into a panic!
Oh no, I don't think things would get that bad, I think?
We just have four people who look like you running all over the place, right?
If a girl who has 100,000 snake on her head was walking around town,
everyone would be taking pictures of her!
Well, she is a god after all, even if imperfect.
I'm sure she has a divine trait to hide herself from ordinary people.
Perhaps you should probably be worried about the other three instead.
Because if those three act problematically before they are captured,
all their problems will fall upon you, Current Nadeko.
That's right. You never know what my past selves would do!
Okay, here we are.
Before I almost collided into you,
this is indeed the location where I witnessed Sengoku in a school uniform.
The location where Mr. Ougi had witnessed me.
It was a location that I was very familiar with.
It was in front of the school gate for a public school, 701 Middle School.

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# MTBB

Let's say Sengoku Nadeko's life was a manga.
If I were to read from volume 1 to the latest volume 15,
I'm sure I'd think,
"The protagonist's personality is all over the place."
That's the inevitable fate of a long-running series.
Perhaps being a true fan means loving the series even though such inconsistencies are there.
But as an ordinary reader, there's just something unsatisfactory about it.
But no, I'm not just an ordinary reader.
Sengoku Nadeko is none other than myself.
And that's exactly why the snapshots of my past feel like completely different people.
If you kept the same personality
regardless of the place, the time, and the company,
I would say that would be even more abnormal.
I was rather audacious referring to my life as a long-running series.
In reality, my current life as a fifteen-year-old hasn't even gotten a one-shot published.
It's just been a bunch of rejected drafts.
Myself from that one time, myself from back then...
Myself from that era, and myself during those times...
And then, my current self.
These drafts will never be published. The story has yet to see a beginning.
Therefore, it won't end, either.
It's all the one and only Sengoku Nadeko.
Look out!
Wait... Nope!
Are you hurt anywhere?
Why, could this be Oshino Ougi?
I'm fine!
Hello there, Sengoku.
Nice to meet you! My name is Oshino Ougi.
I've met you before though.
What?
Come to think of it, wasn't it the other way around back then?
I didn't know about you, but you knew about me.
I don't know anything. You're the one who knows everything, Sengoku.
No, wait.
For my current self, this is without a doubt the first time I've met you.
Yes, that's right.
Oshino Ougi is a second-year boy attending Naoetsu High School.
What about you? Are you injured, Sengoku?
Oh, right. I'm fine, Mr. Ougi.
You don't have to be so distant and call me "Mr. Ougi."
Feel free to call me "Big Brother Ougi" out of familiarity.
Huh?
But you used to address what's-his-name like that, right?
Sorry, I bit my tongue.
Just kidding.
So, are you heading to school now?
I-Is your bicycle all right?
Huh? Yeah, it's fine.
If you're heading to school, I'll take you there.
I'm not heading to school, so I'll pass.
See you.
I see.
I totally assumed you were going to school.
I mean, I saw you in a school uniform earlier.
M-Mr. Ougi!
Whoa, what is it? Why'd you suddenly raise your voice?
Where that other self of mine was...
Can you take my current self there?
I...
I've been looking for myself!
The rule of 10,000 hours.
Apparently there's a study that no matter the field,
people who are considered top tier have trained for over 10,000 hours.
And there are only 24 hours in a day.
Let's round that to 25 hours to make calculations easier.
In other words, four days would be 100 hours.
Forty days is 1,000 hours.
Four hundred days for 10,000 hours.
There are 365 days in a year.
So by removing the extra time we added earlier to make things neat,
we can say that 10,000 hours is approximately one year.
I see! I only need to try hard for one year to become top tier!
Piece of cake!
Even with my idyllic life, I know that's not how it works.
Humans have to do this thing called living a life on top of making an effort.
Living a life comes before any effort.
Living a life is the necessary foundation for any effort.
Therefore, there are times when people cannot make any effort.
No matter who it is, they must divert over half of the day to living their lives.
To keep making an effort efficiently and continuously,
no matter how generous an estimate,
eight hours, with breaks in between, is the limit.
Eight hours.
That's one third of the day.
Which means we must multiply the formula "10,000 hours = one year" by three.
That's three years. Three years, huh?
To be honest, that's long enough to get moderately fed up.
Whether the rule of 10,000 hours is true or not,
I don't have that much time on my hands.
Because, this morning, my parents finally told me thus:
"You can't keep up this idiotic life forever.
Once you graduate from middle school, you need to get a job."
I see, I see.
Calling their only idiot daughter an idiot...
Sengoku Nadeko's doting mommy and daddy, after spoiling her completely rotten,
at last take the bull, I mean spoiled snake by the horns.
That's worthy of celebration.
Congratulations.
To give a simple explanation...
Ononoki... Ononoki Yotsugi is currently on an undercover mission in the Araragi household.
I became involved in that assignment and ended up helping her out a bit.
And ever since, she's been dropping by my room all the time.
She comes four times a week. It's ruining the nice shut-in mood I've built up.
However, she's not troubling me. She is, in fact, helping me out.
As you can see, she's offering to model for my rough sketches.
They didn't quite call me an idiot.
They just said what I'm doing is idiotic.
Well, seriously speaking, I believe you really need to think that bit out.
I don't think all of your efforts are useless.
Furthermore, I don't think what your idiotic self does is idiotic.
But practically speaking, effort is not free.
It's something that comes at a cost, monetary or not.
Therefore, I believe that requiring you complete compulsory education by graduating junior high
is perfectly reasonable as parents.
Moreover, if your parents aren't kicking you out,
you could say that they're still enabling you.
They're still borderline spoiling you.
Personally, I'm dubious about the rule of 10,000 hours.
Those who are capable can get things done in a flash.
What I can do right now is to have some sort of accomplishment before graduating middle school
so I can use that to convince Mom and Dad.
Whether it be winning an award or whatever.
Oh, brother.
A declaration to enter the prize race.
How ironic. You set the deadline of high school graduation for Senjougahara Hitagi,
yet now it's your turn to feel the pressure of a time limit.
Yes. I'm reaping what I've sown.
Laugh if you want. I deserve to be punished, after all.
If you insist on asking, there is a way to easily show some results.
Huh?
Sengoku Nadeko.
From what I've been hearing, your concern is that you don't have time, right?
Y-Yeah, that's right. So?
There's a solution, in that case.
Basically, you just need to debut while you're still in middle school, right?
Well, yeah.
There are two ways.
Two?! That many?!
I can't wholeheartedly recommend one of them.
Tell me, Ononoki.
One is to submit your next completed manuscript and affix your headshot photo on it.
That way, the editorial staff will surely set you up as a pretty girl manga artist.
Or you can go to the internet upload site you've been submitting anonymously to
and disclose your status and history.
Your dramatic life
is sure to make your work shine more brilliantly than it actually can.
You think I would do that?
Right. Then I'll call that plan off and present you with the second one.
Sengoku Nadeko.
The second way is the one that I don't recommend.
I personally think that you shouldn't do this.
But this is the only way left for us.
Huh? This is the only way?
You need to exert 10,000 hours of effort in the one year you have left.
N-No, no, no, no!
I can't do that! I'd die!
Right, exactly.
The biggest pitfall of the 10,000 hours rule is right there.
Equating an amount of practice with an automatic ticket to your dreams
completely ignores the likely injury rate.
To exert too much effort is definitely not sensible.
What you need to think about is the quality of the effort made.
Then what should I do?
If I'm trying to do something that takes three years in one year,
I need to put in three times as much effort even if the quality goes down a bit.
You don't need to triple your effort.
You just need to triple in number.
So, if there are a total of three people including you...
Actually, I'd prefer a larger margin for error.
A total of five people, then.
That way, you can create a rotation where you can get things going smoothly.
I mean, the job of a manga artist involves collaborative work with assistants.
More than an individual, you're a member of an organization.
You work as one member of a group.
R-Right. What's important is teamwork.
That's why they say you have to have good communication skills to get things done.
In other words, it's doubtful if you'd be able to become an assistant, let alone a team leader.
But no matter how introverted you are, even as you are now,
if you're dealing with yourself, you can communicate as much as you want, right?
So you just need to prepare four copies of yourself as assistants.
I'm a little hesitant to say this, but this is part of my niche as a specialist.
Did I tell you?
I'm a doll oddity, but at the same time, I'm the shikigami of an exorcist.
Shikigami...
Though, gami literally means "god," so I guess it's disrespectful to use that term in front of actual divinity.
Let's use "familiar" instead.
An informal definition would be a faithful servant that works for the sake of its master.
In my case, my master, i.e. my sister, can't walk on the ground, so I work as her legs.
It's my job to run errands for her, quite literally.
I'll introduce you to her if I get the chance.
I'm sure my sister will give you a big lecture right when she meets you.
I'd rather not be lectured right when I meet someone, though.
In any case, you just need to create a familiar that will be your agent.
Make a familiar that could work for you like that.
That's what I'm suggesting.
It's impossible alone, yes, but if there were five of you,
don't you think you could split the effort
and see it to fruition within a year?
Now then. Draw four self-portraits in this sketchbook.
Draw four copies of Sengoku Nadeko.
I will make them three-dimensional.
I will materialize them and turn them into four familiars.
Do you remember?
When I first visited this room.
You know how I had you draw the picture of a slug back then, right?
In order to bamboozle Araragi Tsukihi, I took the Slug Tofu still remaining inside you
and made masterful use of it with my skills as a professional.
But the Slug Tofu that you drew was beyond my expectations
and materialized in three dimensions as a powerful oddity.
Yeah, you mentioned something like that.
Of course, that was proof of just how dangerous Araragi Tsukihi was.
But I think it was also proof of your drawing skills.
I guess you can call it latent talent.
The fact that I'm visiting you often like this and assisting as your model
is because I'm grateful that you always listen to my gripes,
but even more so than that,
I'm recognizing your brilliant talent.
Brilliant talent?
For a sprite with no guise, visualization is quite an important factor.
Take, for example, how novels are difficult to approach at first.
But a character illustration on the cover can help your imagination, right?
And so, I would like to test your brilliant talent right now.
See just how much energy resides in your art skill, your drawings, your illustrations...
If your self-portrait turns out to be one that is worthy of becoming a familiar,
I will introduce you to Gaen.
Wasn't this Gaen person quite the important factor in my ascent to godhood?
I don't mean to put blame on her,
but to be honest, I don't want anything to do with her anymore.
That's all the more reason.
I meant it when I said I'm grateful to you.
Unlike Kiss-shot Acerola-orion Heart-under-blade,
you have not yet been recognized as harmless, Sengoku Nadeko.
Right now, everything's simply up in the air.
It depends on the specialist, of course,
but it wouldn't be a strange thing for you to be exterminated, even now.
And so, if you present your brilliant talent far surpassing others to Gaen,
and if you can show her that you're useful in case of an emergency,
you'll find yourself protected by a powerful patron
who you could call a monster of connections.
All right. I'll try it out, then.
I just need to draw four copies of myself?
Right. But just in case, can you change the design for each of them?
It would be a problem if we couldn't tell which Sengoku Nadeko was which.
And it'd be a big deal if we couldn't figure out which of the five Sengoku Nadekos was the real one.
Not just a big deal. It would be the brink of my identity collapsing.
On a serious note...
There are stories about familiars taking over
the whole being of the exorcist they were meant to serve.
So even if they're all the same Sengoku Nadeko,
can you give each one of them separate characteristics?
Then I guess I'll draw them so we can tell them apart with their hairdos.
I've got an idea.
If I use my past selves, it'll be easy to draw them.
Oh, bangs mode.
This is one that I've never seen.
Yup, that's right.
I think this version of myself was called "Little Miss Bangs."
You grew your bangs to hide your face from being seen.
This was the shiest and meekest Sengoku Nadeko.
In that case, we should call her Meek Nadeko.
I haven't met this one, either.
She lifts up her bangs with a headband, showing her forehead.
You had a phase like this?
Oh, I get it.
This is the Sengoku Nadeko that was aggressively approaching a certain someone.
Let's call her Flirty Nadeko.
Oh, I remember seeing this one.
This is the Sengoku Nadeko when Araragi Tsukihi chopped off your precious bangs, right?
Yeah.
This was your hairstyle when you went off in the classroom, right?
And that's the reason you don't want to go to school now.
You snapped like the lash of a whip, and made an angry speech, I hear.
Then this Sengoku Nadeko with short bangs will be Wrath Nadeko.
And if we've gone this far,
I don't even need to ask what the fourth Sengoku Nadeko's hairstyle will be.
Yup. There's only one choice.
Let's call her God Nadeko.
Now, Current Nadeko.
Can you take those four and clean up the sketches?
Please take your time, and draw them as carefully as possible.
Put your heart and soul into it.
My course of action over the next year, and my future, may be determined by what I'm doing right now.
If I think of it that way, I can't help but get fired up!
I'm gonna draw! Here we go!
And so, you drew them all just like that?
You let the pen run along the paper.
How foolish.
And your four selves ran away, huh?
Which means the experiment itself was a success, I suppose.
For Yotsugi, it must have been a surprise that all four proved to be successes.
Yeah, she said that afterwards.
Speaking of Ononoki, she went off in a different direction to find my four selves.
My four selves. I can't leave the four Nadekos out in the wild.
When you say "Nadekos," it reminds me how you used to refer to yourself in third person.
You wouldn't know about that if this is our first time meeting.
Whoops, that was an accident. Forget I said that.
No, wait. The only thing my powerless self can do is to show you the way.
I'm sure it's my meager role in this story to pursue the Sengoku in a school uniform
that I happened to come across earlier.
But Sengoku...
Why did your four selves disappear?
Did Yotsugi have some kind of oversight?
I was a bit careless.
Becoming a manga artist, the dream I wanted help with to reach, is my dream now.
I summoned my past selves as familiars, but they don't share that dream,
so naturally they weren't willing to help me out.
Cooperation was out of question from the get-go.
The peaceful space for my shut-in life turned into a battlefield of carnage.
I tried to somehow calm them down, but instead they all turned on me.
The four Nadekos didn't even assist me with my manuscripts, let alone draw any frame lines.
They all ran away, as if they were dissipating.
I'm the best in Japan when it comes to running away.
By the way, one Nadeko ran away through the window.
That's pretty scary.
But I can't just sit at home scared.
Right now, I must collect my four selves, including God Nadeko, as soon as possible.
If I leave them alone, the entire town will fall into a panic!
Oh no, I don't think things would get that bad.
We just have four people who look like you running all over the place, right?
You're talking about a girl who has 100,000 snakes on her head, walking around town!
Everyone will be taking pictures of her!
Well, she is a god after all, even if imperfect.
I'm sure she has a divine trait to hide herself from ordinary people.
Perhaps you should be worried about the other three instead.
Because if those three act problematically before they are captured,
all their problems will fall upon you, Current Nadeko.
That's right. You never know what my past selves would do!
Okay, here we are.
Before I almost collided into you,
this is indeed the location where I witnessed the Sengoku in a school uniform.
It turns out Ougi had witnessed me
at a location that I was very familiar with.
It was in front of the school gate for a public school, Nanahyakuichi Middle School.