Chapter 27: Astonishing Results
Inside the JUMP Editorial Department—
"Hey, how many copies of 'Bloodline' have been sold? The quick report statistics should be out, right?"
At this moment, one editor whispered to another.
"I don't know, it's completely unclear. The original total circulation of 100,000 copies has been sold out, and about half of the reprinted 50,000 copies have also been sold. But it's still not enough. Didn't you see Editor Saiki is still on the phone asking for more reprints?"
Hearing this, the other editor was a bit stunned.
100,000 copies, even if only one person bought one, that would still be 100,000 people who bought it.
Although that wasn't entirely reliable, as many fans usually bought more than two copies.
But this data was a bit too outrageous.
In just one day, over 100,000 copies were sold.
Then for a week, how many would there be?
Imagine that terrifying number. How many years had it been since JUMP experienced something like this? And this was only the first volume.
If Yamamoto Naoto could maintain the quality, the sales of subsequent volumes would basically only increase, rarely decrease.
Just as the two editors were still surprised, a hoarse explanatory voice came from behind: "The number of reprints for 'Bloodline' has been confirmed. At least for the next reprint, an additional 200,000 copies will be needed."
"Chief Editor?!"
The editors turned around and found that the one standing behind them was none other than Editor Sasaki, with a serious and unsmiling expression.
These past few days, the Chief Editor had been busy for an unknown amount of time to build momentum for the release of 'Bloodline', which resulted in today's outcome.
In fact, a large part of Naoto's online popularity was also a result of JUMP's intervention.
Why did they do this?
Perhaps they themselves were also moved by Naoto's story.
A brother without parents, raising his younger sister alone, achieving such accomplishments—he deserved it all.
Especially at this time, Mr. Kuniharu, who was in charge of this 'Bloodline' release, was as happy as a 200-pound child.
Looking at the data on the table, Mr. Kuniharu felt as if his own child had achieved such success.
And the initial plan of 100,000 copies, then increasing to 50,000, was all due to Mr. Kuniharu's persistent efforts. He believed that Naoto's strength was more than that; a mere 100,000 copies would definitely sell out.
During this time, Mr. Kuniharu had endured an unknown amount of pressure, a pressure not much less than the Chief Editor's.
And, to be fair, a mangaka like Naoto had not been seen for a long time.
Since Naoto could agree to the Chief Editor's and others' requests last time, the Chief Editor and others also reciprocated. The combination of various reasons naturally led to impressive results.
Meanwhile, Naoto, who had received the news, slowly put down his phone.
Now, he could finally relax and get some good rest.
Just moments ago, when he learned that his manga's single-day sales had exceeded 100,000 copies, his heart was filled with wild joy.
Based on a profit of 40 yen per copy, in just one day, he had already earned 4 million yen. Converted to Chinese yuan, that was nearly 200,000.
Although there would be taxes and other matters later, this was still a considerable sum for Naoto. Indeed, selling tankobons was the main source of income for manga artists.
Thinking of this, Naoto couldn't help but smile again.
4 million yen! No matter what, he could proudly say that he was already a bestselling author, couldn't he?
Moreover, this wasn't just about money.
It was like getting recognition for your work; it was a fulfilling sense of satisfaction.
And, being able to achieve such success, wanting to show off in front of everyone, wasn't that the normal mentality a person should have?
Naoto always thought of himself as just a common person. He had no lofty aspirations; he believed that feeling happy was who he was.
However, after a moment of excitement, Naoto calmed down again.
Although selling 100,000 copies in one day seemed impressive,
Naoto knew that in his original timeline, there were even more formidable talents.
Like Jujutsu Kaisen, which sold over 90 million copies in half a year.
How terrifying was that number? Naoto was still too far from that level.
And that data was only the sales for the first half of the year, not even the highest in history.
He still had a long way to go if he wanted to become such a powerhouse.
Just then, Naoto began to wonder if he could make it onto the Oricon Chart.
The Oricon Chart, also known as the O-chart.
At this time, there was an authoritative Japanese ranking list, and almost every work on it was a familiar one.
Only by making it onto this list could 'Bloodline' be truly accepted by the general public.
Although, based on its current popularity, it should have no problem getting on the list, Naoto still couldn't help but wonder.
Just how far could his work go?
At this moment, in Niizuma Eiji's studio, Niizuma Eiji had already learned about 'Bloodline' selling over 100,000 copies in a single day.
"Is that so? ONE-sensei's work was a huge success? Yes, I already know."
If an ordinary person learned that their rival had achieved such tremendous success, they would probably feel jealous, angry, annoyed, and even wish they could kill that person.
But Niizuma Eiji was different. As a genius and prodigy in drawing manga, Niizuma Eiji naturally didn't feel that way about Naoto.
On the contrary, he felt a strong sense of pride in his heart at this moment.
"As expected of ONE-sensei! He just started and immediately unleashed such a huge move. This makes me so excited!"
For Niizuma Eiji, the great success of 'Bloodline' was just the first move Naoto had thrown at him.
If he couldn't even handle this move, he wouldn't be worthy of being called Naoto's rival.
A single-day sales figure of 100,000 copies was not enough to make Niizuma Eiji feel fear. On the contrary, this bit of pressure made him feel valued.
"One hundred thousand copies in a single day, huh? Alright then, since ONE-sensei thinks so highly of me, I'll respond to ONE-sensei with two hundred percent, no, one thousand percent of my effort!"
With that, Niizuma Eiji tore all the manuscripts he had just finished drawing into pieces.
In his opinion, any manga that couldn't defeat Naoto's was nothing but waste paper.
"ONE-sensei, just wait. I will definitely catch up, and then, I will definitely show you what I'm capable of!"