I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

Just at this moment, Kira Yoshikage's cell phone rang.

At this moment, no matter who is calling, Kira Yoshikage must praise that person - good job.

It's April [-] Lilith.

——Tsk, the foreword is withdrawn.

Kira Yoshikage picked up the phone and cast an apologetic look at Watanabe Mami, and followed the flow of people across the road as soon as the traffic lights changed.

Watanabe Asami, who was left behind, did not pursue her any further.

——Being rejected may be a slightly embarrassing little thing for others, but for her...there is no word "rejected" in her dictionary.

So, this is equivalent to negation.

Ahhh...that's really discouraging.

Watanabe Asami watched Kira Yoshikage disappear into the crowd, and pouted a little aggrievedly: "So...I Lisa Lisa is definitely out of breath!"

No!

The idol career is always short-lived, and she must transform as soon as possible!

The first play is very important, the characters must be easily remembered!But... an idol like her is useless even if she is a little popular, a good script is not her turn.Only to discover it by yourself, plus the sponsorship of rich fans... Let investors see her value!

right!That's it!

Watanabe Mami cheered herself up in her heart, found her phone from her pocket and regained her vigor——'Then~ I'll find someone to act coquettishly and give Kirara-sensei's book a price~ Although it's not that I can't think about it. Others, but right now——I just want "Rose Hunter"! '

Teru Asakura, who was left behind, did not catch up.

Although it is good to collect autographed photos of beautiful girl idols, but now he has encountered something that he should be careful of - what happened to the lock on Lisa Lisa?

When I watched it on TV before, there was no such thing at all, but it must have been a long time to see the penetration.

Asakura Teru sat down on the edge of the flower bed, squinting slightly at the hard-working ants on the ground.

'similar? '

It doesn't look like that -- at least it doesn't feel like that at all.

"...Ah!" Asakura Teru scratched his hair violently, cursing against his chicken coop head: "I haven't encountered anything perfect recently!"

"Yeah, Teru. What do you think it is?" A strong hand wrapped around Teru Asakura's neck, taking him to the arms of the person who was coming and going.

"!"

Asakura Teru widened his eyes and resisted the urge to turn back—the voice was familiar, it was Anda-san.

'Grass! '

'A man or a ghost? ! '

Asakura Teru deeply realized what it means to have a tingling scalp.

His hands tucked in his sleeves clenched into fists, forcing himself to wake up.

"Ann, Brother Anda?" Asakura Hui slowly turned his head and looked at the man hooking his neck.

The man's unshaven, messy African curls are greasy and dandruff, and his body exudes a slight sour smell, but he undoubtedly carries the body temperature of a living person - Tang Zeanda.

'It's hastily!Resurrected from which garbage dump? '

"Yeah~ It's so nice that Hui still remembers me~"

The man, Tang Zeanda, hooked Teru Asakura to his feet and said with a smile, "I thought I disappeared for a while... Everyone went to be friends with Yoshikage Kira~"

With one hand on his chest, the only constant on his face is the same dramatic expression as before.

Tang Zeanda had exaggerated sadness on his face: "It's not a good thing to betray easily~~"

Chapter 038 Evil Eyes (two in one chapter)

"boom!"

"hiss......"

When Asakura Teru was thrown against the wall of the dark alley, his heart was not so flustered.

All the messy reasons, the resurrection conditions have nothing to do with him now!

how to say...

Still have to live.

Asakura Teru got up from the ground, and although he was embarrassed, he did not show an expression similar to frustration.

Say something frustrating.

——With his ability... Whether it is Yoshikage Kira, Anda Tang Ze, or even the dead Ono Tobi, if he wants to kill him, he has almost no way to escape.

But it can't be so sad, after all, life is always full of hope.

Asakura Teru grinned and touched his back, then took a step back with a smirk: "Ann, Brother Anda..."

Seeing that Tang Zeanda had no intention of taking further action, he felt a little at ease.

"Hey! What are you doing so fiercely? What am I..."