Chapitre 89: The Accident
It had to be said, Ren didn't have much talent for music.
The theme song and ending song for "Ultraman Tiga" nearly drove the composer crazy before they were finally completed.
As for the background music and other tracks? The requirements for those were much lower. At least they didn't take as much time and effort as the OP and ED. Even if Ren was dissatisfied, there wasn't much he could do.
Remembering an OP and ED tune was already impressive enough for him. He wasn't one of those transmigrators who remembered every plot detail from web novels.
However, even though the OP and ED for "Ultraman Tiga" were settled, Ren had a problem.
He was hospitalized.
After learning that "Ultraman Tiga" was being filmed, Ren excitedly went to the set. He was curious about the filming process of a special effects show and even wore an Ultraman suit he had never had a chance to wear in his previous life.
He daydreamed about building a suit museum after the shoot, displaying all the Ultraman and monster suits from the series in chronological order.
Kids would definitely be interested in that.
He imagined selling tickets for a few dozen yuan each—no, his vision was too small.
Once his works became widely known, he could establish a theme park filled with people dressed as Ultraman and monsters, with occasional appearances by Pikachu and magical girls.
Ticket sales would be minor compared to the revenue from selling overpriced food and drinks since visitors couldn't bring their own into the park. Ice cream shaped like Ultraman would sell for several times the usual price.
After all, children's money was easy to earn.
Just as Ren was envisioning ways to profit from children, a loud 'boom' interrupted his thoughts.
The entire set shook, and half of the ceiling in the hall collapsed from the violent tremor. The falling ceiling caused one side of the lighting rig to break, sweeping across half the hall. Heavy light fixtures and lanterns, usually hung with steel cables, flew around.
Ren was sitting on a small chair at the time. The sudden shaking and the dust falling from above immediately alerted him to the danger, and he leaped to the side.
Although Ren dodged the falling ceiling, he was still hit on the head by the falling light rig and started bleeding.
Dazed by the blow, Ren felt dizzy, nauseous, and like he wanted to vomit. He closed his eyes and fainted.
...
The Porter was hospitalized and unconscious.
Somehow, the news leaked out, and soon posts about "The Porter near death" appeared on various forums.
"Cease and desist."
"Nonsense, a human printer can die? The Porter is only in his twenties."
Many people didn't believe it, but soon others provided related information and photos.
"It's true. My cousin's sister's son's classmate works at Guyuan. They said the explosion of a gas tank at a nearby restaurant caused the ceiling of the set to collapse."
"Really? Is a gas tank explosion that powerful?"
"No way. The explosion affected several gas tanks, so the power wasn't just additive."
Not just written information, there were photos too. After a series of such evidence, the Porter's fans were in an uproar.
"Really?"
"Hope the teacher gets better!!"
"There's no greater pain than having a comic unfinished because the artist dies first."
Soon, rumors escalated, claiming the Porter had died from the gas explosion. Some fans even brought wreaths to Picca Comics' office.
Picca Comics had to issue a statement, saying Ren only had a mild concussion and soft tissue injuries and needed about two weeks of bed rest.
So, how was Ren now?
Uncomfortable in the hospital, Ren returned home to recuperate with the doctor's consent, but he felt it might have been better to stay in the hospital.
"Um, delicious~~~"
Ren lay in bed, his head bandaged, looking resentfully at the little girl making 'crunch crunch' sounds.
"That's mine!" he said indignantly.
That bag of potato chips was supposed to be his!
But somehow, the little girl had found it.
"Nyah nyah nyah~~ Now it's mine!" The little girl happily enjoyed her snack.
She finally understood why her dad always liked to eat her snacks! Eating someone else's snacks was such a joy.
Why had she just realized this now?
"Ungrateful child!!!" Ren huffed and puffed, glaring at her before uttering those words.
But inwardly, he was already plotting.
Naughty kids needed severe punishment, a lesson to remember!
He would show her what jokes were okay and which were not!
Yes, once he recovered, he would reassert his authority as the head of the household and as her father.
Any challenge to his authority would be met with strict punishment!
Did she think he didn't know she hid her snacks in the wardrobe?
He would take them all out and eat them in front of her!
Thinking about this, a smile appeared on Ren's face.
The little girl didn't realize her snacks were already targeted by her dad. She just felt quite satisfied.
Usually, her dad always snatched her snacks to annoy her. Today, it was finally her turn!
"Mm, so yummy, so crispy, and the best part is putting them on my fingers and eating one by one." She munched on another chip.
At this moment, Jada walked in, seeing Ren gritting his teeth and the little girl enjoying her snack, she couldn't help but laugh.
"Still teasing your dad," Jada said, ruffling the little girl's hair before turning to Ren. "She cried a lot when you went to the hospital."
"I-I didn't!"
The little girl blushed and quickly retorted, "It was just the wind!"
She didn't care about her bad dad who always took her snacks!
"Sure, sure," Ren said, smugly.
This made the little girl puff her cheeks in anger, feeling her snack wasn't as tasty anymore. Having a bad dad meant having a bad mom too!
"I'm going to sleep! Hmph!"
She stomped off in her little slippers.
----------
For 10 advance chapters: patreon.com/angelictranslating
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
stone