Natori and the Passer-by Heroine

"It seems that Mr. Kiyama has misunderstood me."

It might be more convincing if there were fewer cosplayers who were with you just now. Asahi already knew what kind of man HASHIMA Iori is when setting up the stall just now. In fact, he doesn’t like it. Two-dimensional is not right, he just enjoys the process, but he knows how to use his contacts and communication skills to enjoy, he likes the feeling of being noticed.

"If you came here to say this, I think you can go back."

"No, I wanted to show my sister's work to 'Mr. Kashiwagi', but she just left."

There is a tear mole in the corner of his eye, which has improved his appearance quite a bit, but at this moment, Qian Yi sees it as more and more annoying.

"You... you knew Ying Lili was here this morning?"

"Ah, is it alright to just call out my name? Mr. Manager."

"Don't talk nonsense, do you want to come over and quarrel!"

Asahi's burly body pressed forward directly.

"and many more."

The smile on his face is even bigger, and he seems to enjoy the feeling of being cared about by others. In fact, the best way to deal with this type of person is to ignore him and let him do what he likes to do all the time, as long as you ignore him , he will not appear in front of you.

"Mr. Mushan, please read this doujin work of my sister first, and you will know why I said 'one step late'."

Qian Yi stared at this handsome boy, and found that the other party still had the attitude of "you will regret it if you don't look at it", so he restrained his momentum a little, and took the black and white cover book in the boy's hand.

"Even though Mr. Mushan, you haven't played this game, but I believe you should have the ability to judge the quality of doujin. Let me tell you, my sister only created doujin for one year, and then she completed it independently. .”

There was pride in his voice.

"..."

Qian Yi's attitude was very casual at first, but as he flipped through the pages, he couldn't hold back when the last few pages were obviously still a line draft.

"This…"

His eyes were full of shock.

Is this really a fanbook made by one person?

What he felt from this fanbook is full of——

"By the way, that guy Lunye is still trying his best to promote my sister. That kind of posture, tsk tsk, I feel—hey! Where are you going! At least listen to me! Hey!"

Qian Yi didn't pay any attention to what this little boy was going to brag about next.

He only knows what he has to do now.

Lun Ye is really poisonous!

Chapter 13 Lost

Area E of the CM meeting place is different from the crowded area where Qianyi is located. There are more general entry-level clubs here. Although relying on some big-handed clubs by the wall can barely hold up some scenes, the long table in the middle of the venue (novice The number of special booths for associations) can also explain from the side why the flow of people here is less.

However, this is only compared to other people. At least at the booth at Bodao Chuhai, there was a relatively considerable traffic queue unexpectedly. In order to maintain order, even the hero Lun walked away with the sign of "queue end" Got to the back of the line—although far from that.

The rest responsible for entertaining the guests are Shiyu, Xiaohui and the painter himself. Responsible for sales when going to sea.

Looking up at the queue which was significantly longer than other stalls next to it, Xiaohui felt a little emotional.

"It's really amazing, Chuhai-chan."

Just in this short period of time, this very cheerful and familiar junior has already made the two seniors get used to her intimacy in an almost semi-forced way.

Hearing Xiaohui's words of appreciation again, Chuhai, who had just handed the guest the book with both hands, lowered his head and smiled shyly, his lovely blush appeared on his pretty face again, and he waved his hands slightly and quickly in front of his objectively sized chest.

"No, no, it's all thanks to Hui-senpai and Shiyu-senpai. If it weren't for the presence of the two beauties, I think the traffic would be greatly reduced."

"Hashima-san, if you sold an 18X male fan drawn by a certain flat-chested mixed race, I would be able to fight back openly. Unfortunately, your work is now a fan work of 'LLR'."

Shi Yu, who was sitting next to her, replied calmly.

Little.Love.Rhapsody, also known as 'LLR' or 'Little Love', has launched three series of Otome-oriented games, and the cumulative sales of the three works have exceeded 200 million sets of ultra-popular works. Although it has a certain history, there is no doubt This work has a considerable status in some female nerds, and many male players also said that this game is a very good game, so the audience is very wide.

"Wouldn't it be embarrassing for us three young girls to sell this if that's the case?"

Xiao Hui was a little puzzled.

"In the industry! Selling doujinshi usually requires cosplay, but it's common sense! Hui-senpai! Take a look!"

Chuhai pointed to the opposite booth full of energy. In fact, Xiaohui has noticed the opposite booth since just now, because it not only hangs very restricted posters, but more importantly, there are cosplayers who wear very little fabric. exist--

"It's not easy for people in the industry."

Xiaohui seems to understand why Qianyi doesn't want her to help in the past, and it's okay here now, there are only a small number of male customers, and most of them are female customers.

"Hey, even though I said that, I never thought that I would be able to usher in such a hot sale this time. It seems that LLR still has a certain status in the industry. Of course, it is thanks to Lun Thanks to the hard work of the senior and the two senior sisters."

She touched the back of her head and smiled sheepishly.

"Although I have never played this game, but, Hashima-san, I think it is a kind of bravery for a person who can draw to this level to admit his ability? Just now Mr. Ethics also expressed his surprise. In just one year of participating in fan creation, I was able to achieve this level by myself—"

"My brother also helped me set up a booth."

The interruption of going out to sea could not stop Shiyu's somewhat emotional state.

"If you continue to belittle yourself and continue to think like this, you will definitely transfer some of your ideas and ideas to others, which will involve a lot of unnecessary trouble!"

Shi Yu shook her legs impatiently, tapped her index finger on the table with high frequency, and suddenly exuded a feeling of not getting close to strangers, as a manifestation, the customers standing by her were scared back a few steps.