Miss Tsushima

"Is it possible to write it like this? If Ms. Tsushima says she wants to go out to collect stories or something, I don't either? Will I? I will refuse~"

Tsushima Hiiragi was sitting in front of the table, the coffee sent by Teruki Hanamura was smoking, and the unique bitter aroma of coffee filled the room. She gathered the manuscript papers in front of her into a pile, "No? , Human beings are annoying."

"Hey~ Is that so? I thought writing? This kind of thing? You have to observe living human beings to write it. Originally, if it was for your creation? How many people should be caught to do experiments? What? No? No? You can."

"...Do you think I'm a third-rate writer?" Tsushima Hiiragi put on the cap of his pen, turned the pen upside down and tapped it on the table a few times, looking at Enoshima Shield with an expressionless face , "Do you still need to put this kind of thing in front of your eyes?"

"Whether it's writing or human nature, I don't have to see it with my own eyes. Creation? This kind of thing? It depends on this."

She turned the chair and faced Enoshima Jun, who was lying on her bed with his chin propped up and smiling happily, and tapped her temple.

"A person without talent, even if he wants to break his head, can only write a pile of rubbish, which can't be called an article at all, even if he has experienced it himself, just relying on that kind of lackluster writing, even The sadness at that time can't be expressed, this is at best a composition."

"A talented person can write an article even if it is a story or a few words that he heard from others."

"And I am the best among them."

"I am a genius among geniuses." She looked straight at Enoshima Shield, and said without hesitation, "As long as it is written by me, it will become a masterpiece."

"That's right."

Enoshima Dun patted the residue on his hands, sat up straight on her bed, and leaned against the wall with his legs crossed.

It should be said that Hanamura Teruki is worthy of being a chef of a super high school. Not only coffee, but also small biscuits and rice balls baked into various shapes are also full of color and fragrance. The sweet baked cookies have a milky aroma. The entire table was piled up, and Tsushima Hiiragi mercilessly pushed these top-level gourmet statues aside and piled them up in a pile to make room for his manuscript paper.

The confinement room has no windows, and the desk is also in the innermost part, facing the wall, with an electric light sign hanging over her head, the glaring white light shines on the manuscript paper, and she writes facing the wall, even if someone enters the room, she cannot The first time to notice.

Tsushima Hiiragi has been in this room for a week. In fact, Enoshima Shield has opened the door of this prison cell since the next day, but Tsushima Hiiragi has never tried to get out of this door. Just face the wall day after day, keep writing on paper.

The bed next to the desk and also close to the wall was like a decoration. She almost never lay down on it. The one who occupied this bed was Enoshima Gun.

In the prison room with the door open, Tsushima Hiiragi didn't go out, and no one else came in. Except for Hanamura Teruki who came to deliver meals every day, only Enoshima Jun would talk to her.

Today is also the same, quietly, quietly slipping in from the door behind her, lying on her bed naturally, observing her with great interest.

Enoshima Gun stretched out his hand to the snacks on the table, crunching the biscuits, and the crumbs leaked from between his fingers onto the sheets. At the time of Tsushima Hiiragi.

To this, Tsushima Hiiragi didn't make any response, just turned over a page of the manuscript, and said coldly, "If you want to observe human beings, go to someone else, don't you? Don't bother me."

"Miss Tsushima has become so cold." He hugged his knees, huddled up against the wall, wiped his hands casually on the bed sheet, and hugged the black and white girl who was thrown at the foot of the bed by Tsushima Hiiragi. Xiong hugged the pillow and tilted his head, "Maybe not at that time? It's time to transform yours~"

When he raised his eyes, his gray-blue eyes looked at Tsushima Hiiragi without haze, "It seems, no? Be careful to break you a little bit."

"Become so vicious, and so arrogant, You Qi can't even laugh? Can laugh!"

He raised an objection indignantly, "Miss Tsushima obviously looks prettiest when she smiles."

"Have you said enough?" Tsushima Hiiragi glanced at him indifferently, "Shut up when you have said enough, no? It will affect my writing."

"Smiles and the like are worthless. Human beings, human emotions? These things have no meaning other than providing material for creation."

She was condescending, and looked at Enoshima Shield with any emotion, "After all, you are nothing more than a human being."

"I'm not a policeman, nor a politician. I don't have a sense of justice. I approve of any emotion that exists in the world, and any twisted existence." She bit the cap of the pen, hanging down the long Winged eyelashes, "It doesn't matter whether it's a good saint or a murderer, it's all the same to me."

"Even? It's an existence like you." Tsushima Hiiragi thought for a while, then nodded, and the black pupils covered by eyelashes turned to Enoshima Shield, who was smiling and staring at him expectantly, "Yes , even if it's an existence like you, it's the same."

"To what extent can a person be distorted, how kind can be, and how bad can be, no matter? It is extremely good or extremely evil." She put two fingers together, "Emotions? The stronger the better, for creators."

"I don't care about what you can do. I only have one request." After she finished speaking, she turned around and faced the desktop again, sorting out the manuscript paper and pulling off the pen cap.

"Let me create? Come up with more interesting stories."

The author has something to say: I've been very busy recently, with a lot of things to do, a little short, sorry sorry! (Bow) This week will be very busy, if you have a baby who can’t wait, you can save, but can you leave me a message after reading it in one go (tears)

I will try my best to keep the daily update, bobobobobobo (although it is short)

Maybe in these two days, the pre-collection of the curse will be released, cp5t5, interested little angels can pre-collect ducks and refills first.