Comprehensive comics: What’s wrong with being a white-haired person and being a little carefree?

Enoshima Junko was just passing by Ryota Mitarai in an ordinary way.

The moment they passed each other, Enoshima Junko's super analytical talent took effect.

Enoshima Junko's pupils slowly enlarged, and then he immediately turned his head and grabbed Mitarai Ryota's shoulders.

"Wow!"

Ryota Mitarai was frightened by the sudden movement and screamed.

Enoshima Junko tugged on Ryota Mitarai's scarf, and then stared straight at Ryota Mitarai with his two big eyes.

Ryota Mitarai looked at Enoshima Junko with some fear and said.

"what happened?"

Mitarai Ryota's response was a simple and straightforward sentence from Enoshima Junko.

"who are you?"

"I am Ryota Mitarai."

Afterwards, Enoshima Junko let go of the scarf and hugged Ryota Mitarai tightly.

At this time, Enoshima Junko was very happy, as if he had met his hope.

Enoshima Junko laughed while hugging Ryota Mitarai.

Ryota Mitarai, who still didn't know what the situation was, said quickly.

"What are you going to do?"

Enoshima Junko continued to hug Ryota Mitarai and said with a happy expression.

"I do not know."

"Although I don't know, I tell myself."

"This is another fateful encounter!"

Ryota Mitarai looked at Enoshima Junko with eyes full of hope, and blushed a little shyly.

The only thing that can make Enoshima Junko feel hope is despair.

So this should be a fateful encounter of despair.

"Mitarai Ryota, what talents do you think you have?"

Enoshima Junko let go of Ryota Mitarai, then inserted his waist and asked curiously.

The warrior who was chasing after him stood beside Enoshima Shield and looked at him with curiosity on his face.

Let's see what kind of person he is, who can actually make his little shield so fond of him.

"I am a super high school-level animator."

Ryota Mitarai was a little shy and glanced elsewhere, not daring to look at Enoshima Junko and said.

"Ah, that's weird! I'm not interested in animation or anything like that!"

After hearing about Ryota Mitarai's talent, Enoshima Junko felt very strange indeed.

Although Enoshima Junko's own super analytical ability reminded him that the person in front of him was very important to him.

However, Enoshima Junko really has no feeling for things like animation.

"Animation...and the like."

Hearing Enoshima Junko belittle the animation, Ryota Mitarai clenched his fists, showing his dissatisfaction, and muttered to himself.

Because Ryota Mitarai spoke too quietly, Enoshima Junko did not hear clearly.

So Enoshima Shields tilted his head and said.

"what?"

This time, it was Ryota Mitarai who responded to Enoshima Dunko's scolding.

"Animation is also an amazing culture!"

Seeing Ryota Mitarai's excited retort, Enoshima Junko smiled and said in her mocking tone.

"Out, it's here! Hahaha."

"The excited, red-faced animation otaku."

Ryota Mitarai retorted unhappily again.

"If you saw the animation I made, you wouldn't be able to say this."

"Then, just let me see it."

Enoshima Junko stepped forward, grabbed Mitarashi Ryota's cheek with his hand and said.

The scene switched, Ryota Mitarai brought Enoshima Dunko and Warblade to the small room where he made animations.

Mitarai Ryota turned on the computer, and then played the animation he made for Enoshima Junko and Battle Blade.

Soon, Enoshima Dunko and Zebana were immersed in the world of animation.

"Well...how about the animation I made?"

Ryota Mitarai stood aside, somewhat looking forward to Enoshima Junko's comments.

Seeing that Enoshima Junzi hadn't spoken yet, Ryota Mitarai continued.

"Although it's still a semi-finished product, almost half of it is still shot as line drawing."

Enoshima Junko, who was moved to tears by the animation, said intoxicatedly.

"Ba, hegemony is confirmed! Show me an animation like this, and if you watch other animations, you won't be satisfied at all."

"The animations I have watched so far are all rubbish!"

Enoshima Junko was so moved that she burst into tears without any money.

Then, Enoshima Junko took out a baseball bat from nowhere, walked to Ryota Mitarai's animation collection shelf, and continued.

"I don't need other animations anymore. I'll just smash the discs and everything else."

After saying that, Enoshima Junko swung a baseball bat and smashed all the animations collected by Ryota Mitarai.

Seeing this scene, Ryota Mitarai's face was blue, and he broke out in a cold sweat, stretched out his hand and screamed loudly.

“My collection!!!”

At this time, Zhan Renhai put his hand on Ryota Mitarai's shoulder.

Ryota Mitarai turned around and looked around, only to see the sword skeleton with eyes that were red and swollen from crying.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Ryota Mitarai was also immediately frightened by the somewhat funny, a little scary, and a little strange expression of Zhan Rensui.

"What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

Enoshima Junko stopped swinging the baseball bat in his hand and explained to Ryota Mitarai who was sitting on the ground in fright.

"This perverted girl with super small breasts was also moved by the animation you made."

Immediately afterwards, Enoshima Dunko knelt down and looked at Ryota Mitarai curiously and asked.

"I asked, why are the animations you made so touching?"

"The animation you made shouldn't be just animation, right?"

Ryota Mitarai nodded, then turned to look at the animation he made on the computer and said.

"Well, the animation I make can interfere with the viewer's brain and directly produce pleasure."

"Interfering with the brain? What technologies did you use? Is it subconscious technology or something like that?"

"That's all."

"all?"

"Well, through color changes, we stimulate the visual center. By inducing the movement of the eyeballs, we perform cognitive operations to experience memory. We use sound to control concentration. I use all the available technologies. And there are also animations There is something called brainwashing technology."

When explaining the animation he produced, Ryota Mitarai looked proud and confident.

After explaining the technique, Mitarai Ryota then explained the principle.

"Just like gunpowder, depending on who uses it, some are made into fireworks and some are made into bombs."