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Riko bit her lip. “Perfect isn’t the goal. Them — the story — they need to reach the reader.”

Niman Kotsukawa arrived at 2 a.m., bleary-eyed but calm. He was a sysadmin by day, a lover of broken things by night. “Show me.”

If you're interested in learning about doujin (self-published works) and perhaps how they are created or distributed, here's a general overview: