[Comprehensive] The Curse of Love at First Sight

"It's not too late, let's experience the game first." Nozaki grabbed the game controller and started the game with a calm face: "In short, let's attack this character I like first."

"Isn't Miyu very good at this kind of game?" At the same time, Kurosawa smiled and looked at Mikoshiba: "Then Nozaki's support depends on you."

"Huh? Even I don't have the experience of conquering male characters in games!" Yu Zichai immediately retorted loudly with a blushing face, "I'm not good at this kind of danmei games, okay?"

"In any case, the strategy methods of men and women are similar." Kurosawa touched his chin and carefully read the strategy guide, and speculated based on his own practical experience in the past: "Anyway, it should be easy to find out the favorability option. Bar."

"..." Hearing his relaxed tone and not paying attention to the game at all, Miko Chai's face darkened instantly, he clenched his palm tightly, and finally couldn't help but squeeze out a few words from his teeth: "... ...Don't underestimate this kind of wordplay, you bastard."

Kurosawa: ...Huh?

This was the first time Miko Chai spoke to him in such a tone, and it was rare for Kurosawa to turn the corner.

Different from the usual soft and cute, at this moment Miko Chai looked at him very sharply, and there was a bit of fierceness in his eyes, which made Kurosawa feel a chill from the bottom of his heart for no reason.

"Do you know how difficult it is to distinguish the correct option from each gender-different character! If it was as easy as you said, I wouldn't have to work so hard to pass the level. Those women are really troublesome I'm going to die, no matter what I choose, I will lose my favor with you, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh , don’t underestimate word games!”

"...Well, I was wrong, please calm down, Miko Chai." Seeing that he complained so much in one breath, with a tendency to be tireless, Kurosawa hurriedly comforted him in a cold sweat, and then changed the subject: "Look, the game It's started, let's play."

Nozaki, who was concentrating on holding the controller, added casually: "Well, but I have already read the prologue of the game while the two of you are talking, although it is just some boring plots such as the entrance ceremony."

Kurosawa: "So fast!"

Reminded by Nozaki, he quickly put his gaze on the screen. At this moment, a boy with a blue ponytail and his right eye covered by a black eyepatch appeared on the screen. With a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, he put his hand on the screen. Between the two eyes, he was speaking the lines of the incomparable middle school:

【oh?Did you choose me?Hmph, choosing me means going to the dark journey all the time, all the light is helpless in front of us, come on!Make a pact with my soul and become a member of darkness today! 】

[My name is the King of Chaos, which means the great king who was born from chaos and awakened from darkness, surrender at my feet!Ants. 】

Kurosawa: ...Good middle school!

He looked at the bad lines in front of him, and glanced at Nozaki's expression of continuing to play calmly, and he couldn't help secretly admiring the other party's determination. As expected of a cartoonist, even facing this kind of guy would It is really ashamed to try to figure out the psychology of the characters in detail.

"I see." The next second, I saw Nozaki suddenly nodded, and put down the handle in his hand, quite confident.

Kurosawa hurriedly asked: "Know what?!"

"In short..." Nozaki said with a righteous face: "I can't understand a word of what he said, and finally I understand it clearly!"

Kurosawa: "..."

"Sure enough, this kind of game is really too difficult for me." Nozaki sighed leisurely: "Speaking of which, do people with this kind of personality really exist in reality?"

Kurosawa: "It will really exist."

Immediately, a light blue figure appeared in his mind - Kai Teng Shun.

"Among the people I know, there is such a person." While thinking about Kaito's way of speaking, Kurosawa said to Nozaki Kepu: "For example, if you wrap your hand with a bandage and say that you have sealed a huge power, or hang yourself every day. What about the wings of darkness, the secret association darkreunion, and the destruction of the world... In short, it is already in the late second year."

"Please let me meet that person!" Hearing this, Nozaki immediately picked up the pen with bright eyes, as if he had discovered a treasure: "I believe he will be a new material."

"Ah, I'm afraid that won't work." Kurosawa scratched his cheek, looked away, and said in a low tone, "He's not here now...or maybe he will never see you again."

After all, the two of them are in different worlds, and I'm afraid this parting will be forever.

Hearing his disappointment, Nozaki consciously didn't ask any more questions, but politely offered a suggestion: "That's really a pity, can I ask a few questions about him, maybe there will be new inspirations."

Kurosawa: "No problem, let's talk."

Nozaki: "First, is he popular with his classmates?"

Kurosawa: "Not at all."

Seconds.

Nozaki's record slowed down a bit: "Second, what kind of people are the friends around him?"

Kurosawa: "They're all idiots."

The speed of the wrist shaking slowed down a bit: "Third, how is his athletic performance?"

Kurosawa: "Probably the bottom of the class."

"En." Nozaki closed the notebook with a snap, and said very calmly: "Okay, you have successfully made me give up the attribute of secondary school, let's talk about something else."

"..." Kurosawa moved his tingling legs, and simply suggested: "If you think of a new character, you might as well look for it from the novel. Isn't it more useful to learn from the character of the most popular character?"

"That's a suggestion, but just reading the novel's character is still not full..." As if thinking of something, Nozaki suddenly clapped his hands and looked at Kurosawa: "I remember that your novel has been updated a lot recently, Is there any suitable role for me to refer to?"

"...you still remember my novel." As soon as this matter was mentioned, Kurosawa became angry: "How long has it been since we agreed to set up the characters?"

Facing his angry momentum, Nozaki stood up calmly, walked to the desk and searched: "Well, I actually drew a few pictures, but I haven't told you yet."

"Here." He took out a drawing book from a dark corner, patted the dust on it with satisfaction, and handed it to Kurosawa: "The drawing is Atobe, how about it?"

Actually painted it?

Kurosawa frowned, took it suspiciously, and turned to the first page. There was indeed a drawing of a character with gray hair and moles at the corners of his eyes, but the whole body seemed to be covered with a filter, and the lines on the face Very gentle, with a slender figure, and a soft and elegant hairstyle. Generally speaking, it is the visual sense of a girl manga.

Although very handsome, but not the real Atobe.

"...No." Kurosawa frowned and sighed: "Atobe is not so gentle, he is an arrogant and conceited person, and he always laughs condescendingly, so it still needs to be changed."

Hearing this, Nozaki did not show disappointment, but turned to a blank page again, and drew a new draft according to Kurosawa's instructions, but Kurosawa still shook his head to answer him.

"Although it's not good for you to say that." After several paintings were screened out, Nozaki finally stopped writing, and said in a serious tone: "Are you too strict with your appearance? If this is the case, no one can meet your standard, only you can draw it."

Hearing this, Kurosawa couldn't help but took a deep breath, and rubbed his forehead with a headache. He wanted to show everyone's true faces to the readers as much as possible, but he still couldn't do it.

But even if it is difficult, there must be no compromise.

"...How about I draw a general appearance for you, and then you beautify him?" After hesitating for a while, Kurosawa finally made a reliable suggestion.

Nozaki naturally nodded in agreement.

In this way, Kurosawa, who finally regained his self-confidence, picked up the pen vigorously, and drew it on the white paper like flowing water, with a confident smile on his mouth.

I have seen so many manga drawn by Nozaki, even if he has never drawn it, he can definitely succeed!

Kurosawa believed so firmly in his heart.

immediately--

"Well, it's worse than the kindergarten level." Nozaki silently drew the extremely ugly painting in front of his eyes, and calmly concluded: "It's a miracle among miracles to be able to draw like this."

Kurosawa: "..."

He fell headfirst onto the table, muttering resentfully: "There's no way, I've never learned how to draw, and it's impossible to draw characters right away..."

"Well, I can teach you." Nozaki interrupted him, and threw the painting in the trash can without seeing it: "I still have some experience with characters."

"Really?!"

It is really touching that Nozaki has made such a great contribution for him!

Kurosawa's eyes lit up with excitement, and he almost shook the other party's hand excitedly.

"Well, I will guide you very strictly, be mentally prepared!"

"I see, I will work hard, Master Nozaki!"

"Okay, the first step is to draw the face of the character, look after it, first draw an ellipse, and then..."

In this way, the two of them taught one and learned the other, with extremely serious facial expressions, as if they were immersed in the world of painting and could not extricate themselves.After three hours of indulging in painting, the waste paper in front of Kurosawa had been piled up in a thick layer, and Kurosawa himself was panting from exhaustion, with sweat droplets rolling down his forehead, as if he had fought the enemy for three hundred years. round.

"En." Nozaki casually picked up a piece of draft paper, and said decisively: "You can become a teacher of Kurosawa."

"Really?!" Kurosawa seemed a little hesitant: "But I just learned a little bit."

"Really." Nozaki crumpled up the draft paper in his hand and threw it into the trash can: "If this continues, I'm afraid I will be affected by your terrible painting skills and become a drawing idiot. Please forgive me. I still want to be a manga artist."

Kurosawa: "..."

His self-confidence suddenly shattered to pieces.

However, Nozaki was still hitting him unintentionally: "I didn't expect there to be such a scary person in this world. It really taught me a lot."

Kurosawa: "...Stop talking, I gave up painting."

"Then it's already time." Nozaki breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up at the clock which was almost 14 o'clock: "It's time to cook, what do you want to eat?"

"Hot pot!" Miko Chai, who had been playing the game alone without a word, quickly raised his hand: "Let's eat hot pot! There are more people, it's more lively!"

"It is possible, but there are not so many ingredients, so we need to buy them."

"In that case, I'll go." Kurosawa stood up with a smile, and patted the creases on his trousers: "I have taught me for so long, although there is no result, I am also very grateful to you, please let me go."

Nozaki put on his apron with a natural expression, and handed him a few banknotes from the table: "Then I'll leave it to you."

"Well, leave it to me."

……

Walking leisurely on the street alone, Kurosawa is still brooding over the painting just now. With his skills alone, I am afraid that their appearance will never reappear in the world, but other than that, there is nothing else. The method is really a headache.

He scratched his hair in distress, but when he accidentally passed a crossroad, he caught sight of a strange figure hovering in the corner from the corner of his eye.

The other party was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with short, half-white, half-red hair. His shape was very strange, and even his pupils were of different colors.Under the broken hair on the red forehead, there was a burnt red mark that covered almost a quarter of his face, but even so, the boy's appearance was still very good, which added some extra beauty.

Kurosawa glanced curiously at his weird hair color, but happened to meet the other party's gaze, and that calm gaze looked over, as if there was no trace of emotional fluctuations.

With just one glance, the young man slowly moved his gaze away, as if taking a casual glance.He looked around, and finally walked slowly in one direction.

Kurosawa shrugged his shoulders, raised his feet and was about to walk towards the market, but when he glanced at the slightly familiar watch on the boy's wrist from the corner of his eye, his body froze and he froze in place.

That, that is? !