If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

Tong Nai leaned back in Jingsuke's arms, humming a little tune and listening to his brother's voice, smiling until his little tiger teeth were exposed: "Well, I think so too~"

Speaking, Tong Nai's white index finger lightly tapped his chin, making a memory: "I remember that there is a convenience store next to that apartment, and the supermarket is not too far away. If there is enough time after school, we can do it by ourselves. If you don’t want to make your own food, you can just go to the convenience store and buy ready-made ones.”

Jingsuke nodded, his chin accidentally knocked on Tong Nao's restless little head, provoking Tong Nai glared at him, but then arched in his arms again, making Jingsuke show a helpless smile.

The boy looked at the wall in front of him with brighter eyes, but his eyes focused on the not-too-distant future: "The two of you cook together, I really look forward to it... But I haven't cooked yet, can you do it?"

Tong Nai raised her head proudly, and knocked her head on Jingsuke's chin again, but since this time it was caused by herself, she avoided mentioning it: "Of course I will! Girl, how could cricket not cook!"

Kyousuke squinted his eyes and looked at Kirino, who closed his eyes proudly like a Pinocchio with a long nose, and couldn't help laughing: "Yes, Kirino-sama is the best, I'm underestimating you. already."

Tong Nai frowned and opened his eyes, with a disgusting expression on his face: "Why do you act like coaxing a child?"

Jingsuke made a reflection: "Yeah, because I think there should be no one else except children who can use the word 'almighty beautiful girl' to describe myself."

"Huh? What did you say?"

Tong Nao slapped Jingsuke's hand on her lower abdomen, and made a crisp "pop" sound. After glaring at Jingsuke again, he was afraid that he was hitting too hard. The soft skin of the two small hands covered the area where Jingsuke had just been beaten. On the back of his hand, he gently rubbed it back and forth, but the expression on his face was full of anger.

The cute look made Kyosuke couldn't help but smiled and rubbed her hair. Kyosuke felt that after living with Kirino for so many years, she was not as cute as in the past few 10 minutes.

So he took out a hand from Tong Nai's small hand, squeezed the girl's smooth face lightly, then dragged her to the side to help her make a face, and turned his head to see that Tong Nai never responded after being pinched. Coming to surprise and finally to a blushing expression of anger.

This is life.

While randomly resisting Kirino's small fist, Kyousuke sighed with a smile on his face.

029 Wugeng Liuli is not a cat

Five more glass.

Under the silky long black hair, there is a sharp contrast of fair skin, and the doll-like girl has a beautiful tear mole at the corner of her eye.

The girls who had just left school were mixed in the noisy crowd, pacing alone.

The beauty of the wind, the fire that burns the clouds with red dye, and the glass of the fifth watch.

A rare classical-style beautiful girl in modern times walks alone under the orange-red sunset, and this scene makes people sing a haiku.

The girl who looks like the eldest lady of an ancient Japanese family is not from a wealthy family. Several younger sisters at home and the family situation that is not rich give Liuli a sense of urgency at all times, making her constantly strive to make money with everything she knows. Take enough wealth to share the pressure of the family.

For example, she had successfully become an illustrator of a light novel under Manhui Library before, but the good times did not last long. The dismal results of that light novel forced her to be cut in half after only one volume was published, and Liuli also failed to earn enough. Money for long-term household expenses.

Fortunately, this morning, another editor of Manebunko, Rishi Kandal contacted her and told her that she had a new light novel that she wanted to illustrate.

Jindai told her on the phone how much importance this novel received in the library, and promised that it would not be sloppy like the previous novel, and then passed the character description of the paragraph to Liuli, let her see if she can draw it like this. characters.

And Liuli was actually attracted when she saw the title of the novel. The short title of "The Sorcerer of My Mother" is like a cold wind of sadness blowing into her heart. will attract people to buy this book.

Then, during class time, she carefully read the few paragraphs she had in the book describing several protagonists, and quickly made up her mind - she must become the illustrator of this novel.

It's not a question of whether you can draw the characters in the book, but you must try your best to use your own brush to show such characters in front of the world.The short descriptions of characters in the book are not worthy of the title of the book.

It may seem to you that the title of a book like "The Sorcerer of Your Mother" is a nonsense joke, but this is actually due to the difference in translation between Chinese and Japanese.

The so-called "Gan Ru" actually means "I like you", and Natsume Soseki said that it is enough to say "The moonlight tonight is beautiful" when the Japanese confession, so the word "Gan Ru" is in the original Japanese text. The name is actually "beautiful moonlight", and the original text is "bright moon".

And "mother" is naturally the mother, and the mother is the person who misses you the most, so the Japanese original text of "The Sorcerer of Ganru Niangqin" in Chinese is actually "The Sorcerer of Bright Moon Nostalgia".

Does this seem like a cool title like moonlight?

It was this style that fascinated Liuli, and she quickly contacted Jindai again, telling her that she could draw the characters in the book, and hoped to become the illustrator of this novel, so Jindai made an appointment with Liuli after school. , said that he wanted to ask the author of Uehara to discuss the character design together.

On the way to the meeting place, the Japanese girl was a little nervous. On the phone, Jindai told him that the original author of the novel was a rookie light novel writer, but she did not think that the so-called "rookie light novel writer" was someone with a similar age. Young people who are not much different.

Although I have only received the characters in the novel, the old-fashioned style of writing and the character creation with tricky angles are not like what a young person can achieve. After all, a new writer of light novels does not mean that they have not written before. other types of novels.

This teacher at night is likely to be an elderly person with rich life experience.

On the one hand, I am looking forward to meeting someone who can write such words. On the other hand, as a middle school girl, I have no experience in communicating with such people. Besides, the editor this time, Ms. Koujiro, is not the one who worked with her last time. At the thought of working with two older strangers, Liuli, who was not very good at interpersonal communication, became more and more uneasy.

Time always flies by in tension and anxiety, before Liu Li could calm down, she found that she had come to the cafe called "Antique".

She took a small breath, took a deep breath calmly, and pushed open the door with a pretense of calmness.

There are several tables of guests sitting scattered in the cafe. It seems that the slightly expensive consumption level has improved the quality of the customers here. The exchanges between the guests are maintained at a level that can be heard clearly without disturbing others. This makes the cafe filled with a quiet atmosphere, and every customer who steps into the store will unconsciously restrain their voices driven by the atmosphere.

Liuli looked around the shop, her white to crystal fingers gently tidied up the hair that was blown away by the wind around her ears, and her elegant and restrained movements were actually covering up her pounding heart.

So very easily, she saw a dark purple-haired royal sister standing up from her seat and waving at her not far from the store door. Liuli confirmed that she was dressed in the same way as the description on the phone. After nodding slightly, he walked towards him.

While walking Liuli, I felt a little puzzled. The purple-haired sister Yu was the editor of the generation of God who was talking to her. She was in a four-person table facing the store door, presumably to keep an eye on her arrival, but At the same table for four, with his back to him, sat a young man with blond hair.

With his back to himself, he couldn't see his face and couldn't distinguish his gender, but the white and tender skin on his neck proved that this person was not too old.The dazzling blond hair tied into a ponytail with a black headband does not seem to be artificially dyed by modern means.

Who is this guy?And the author's night meeting teacher hasn't come yet?

The unexpected situation made Liuli's calm heart start to become nervous again, which caused her to walk behind the table of four where the two were, and she forgot what she had to say.

Just when the Japanese girl was about to make a fool of herself, the blond young man with her back turned to her slowly got up, and Sheng Qing's lazy eyes stared at her, her eyes reserved, so that Liu Li did not feel the usual discomfort when being looked at by strangers. At the same time, the straight facial features on the young man's fair face were slightly adjusted, revealing an expression that could not be called a smile but made Liuli feel the kindness in it.

Then a cold voice like a cold moon shining on the wilderness entered Liuli's ears: "Hello, I'm Yejian Bodong."

Author's message:

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Ye Jian-sang's role is indeed a bit small, I will think about adding some