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Well, this may be the last (or the one before the last) promotion picture before Forbidden's second edition. I want to draw another picture with Lei alone, but I'm not sure if I will. Anyway...

First picture was the cover and showed the erotic nature of the story.
Second picture was a promo pic and showed the romantic nature of the story.
And I only needed this one to show the funny nature of the story! Heck, I can't help but smile when I look at this. I don't think Lei is particularly ashamed to show himself, but surely his expression comes from some super-embarrassing, lewd comment from Sween (she looks cute and sweet, but she's a fully-fledged female pervert after all). Something like:

Sween: *perverted tone* Lovely, beautiful, shiny, delicious pink!
Lei: *sweatdrop*

or

Sween: Oh my Lord! Meet the King of Sausage City! All hail Lord Nineth Inches!
Lei: *wanting to hide under a table*

Heh heh. Anyway, as you can see I combined traditional pencil drawing with digital art in here. I hope it looks correct, not weird. Sween is wearing the female Law Academy uniform, which hasn't appeared yet in the comic, but just like the male one, is loosely based on the classical Sherlock Holmes look. May be more cute than practical.

Creative Commons licensed. You can use this picture as long is not for commercial use, nor you can crop it or modify it any way.

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Book Excerpt:
Narrated by Lei Synge-Sturmmond

"There’s one more guest you need to apologize to.” Joseph nods to a place at the foot of a smaller tree next to a window, by which an old bearded man dressed in red and white is surrounded by smiling people.
Oh… This will be embarrassing as fuck.
“You do need to do this.”
Yes, I do… Wishing Earth would swallow me, I walk to the old man, followed by Joseph. He turns to me as I approach him, without a shadow of resentment. It’s good he’s as kind as he’s reputed to.
“H-hi, Santa Claus,” I say, in a position as if all my muscles had a bit of a contracture.
He smiles. “Hoho, if it isn’t Master Lei.”
Well, it seems it might be easier than I thought. My eyebrows curve up.
“U-um, yeah. I’m sorry for clubbing you last year.” I hunch my shoulders. “But what did you expect when you went down my chimney at midnight! Can you blame me for thinking you were a thief!”
“Lei doesn’t have any social skills. And he hates festivities. Can you forgive him?” Joseph asks, as my right eyelid twitches.
“Hohoho, of course,” Santa Claus laughs, with that happy countenance that makes children love him.
“Still, I don’t like you! You always bring me nothing but a bag of coal! Every year!”
“Hohoho…” The man is visibly amused. “Well, this year you got excellent grades at Academy, but you’re always mean to your family, so…”
Who the hell told that to this guy?
“Since you’ve been getting good grades all along, I suppose I can grant you a wish this time. You’re not such a bad kid.”
I’m not a kid, good or bad! Argh, this is so frustrating!
“So sit on my lap and tell Santa what is your wish,” he says, curling his hand around his ear as he gets closer.
I grimace. “You want me to sit on your lap?”
He smiles. “Sure, all kids love to sit on my lap.”
Ugh, what’s with this guy? “What do you mean, kids? I’m well over twenty!”
“Lei, stop making a scene and do it,” Joseph says.
My cheeks heat up as I notice the couple dozens of faces fixed on mine. Dammit, this is so stupid! I rest the back of my thighs over his left one. No way this kinky old man will have the privilege of feeling my butt.
“So what will it be?” Santa asks.
“A bride…” I whisper.