Something is wrong with Miss Yukinoshita

"Please miss me."

The middle-aged man, who always felt that the other party's mood was unstable, didn't worry about it. He was flipping through a beautifully bound document with great interest.

"Xun, I have two pieces of news to tell you, one is very good and the other is not bad."

"It's the first time I've seen this combination, and it's really exciting."

"Then in accordance with international practice, I decided to tell you the good news first."

Mr. Spencer leaned back on the back of the chair and said: "The Clock Tower has specially approved the borrowing of some chapters of "Gulliver's Travels", "The Kingdom of Adults", and the special plane carrying the concept of military equipment has taken off. Item is expected to arrive in one day."

"Prince Charles wrote in his instructions: 'Please pay my respects to the Eastern hero who has made outstanding contributions on various battlefields. The Knights of the Round Table and the Holy Sword Clarent will always have a place for you.' This is a great promise. Yes, Xun."

"Please thank Mr. Charles for his kindness. I do not reject being a member of the Knights of the Round Table to continue to be active, but the regular work schedule does not conform to my current living habits. It is an honor to be invited by such a great organization. I wish We can all contribute to humanity in peace."

The answer was still watertight, and Mr. Spencer was not surprised at the fact that such invitations had been declined more than a few times by teenagers.He put down the file, and the rest of the conversation was private.

"Then, another piece of news... the two of us probably won't be able to go home until the day after tomorrow, and we'll take "The Kingdom of Adults" with us by the way, so Kaoru will have to trouble you to wait another day."

"I understand, how can the matter of getting involved with that idiot president be resolved quickly?" Mochizuki rubbed his forehead with a headache, thinking of continuing to get along with Ying Lili in this posture, he was very embarrassed, but he couldn't. Talk about this trouble with the other party on the other end of the phone.

If Mr. Spencer and Ms. Sayuri knew what they did to their daughter...

The boy didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

"It's good that you understand." The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief: "To be honest, I really want to drag that fat golden-haired man who only hides in the basement of the White House to London Bridge and push him down."

"Okay, okay, call me when you push, and I'll adjust the camera."

The two chatted some nonsense that was not nutritious but only belonged to friends. The boy finally said: "Can you trouble Mr. Spencer...don't tell Ying Lili that I am Kaoru Mochizuki?"

"Oh?—It seems that something happened between you that I don't know about." The middle-aged man replied with a smile: "No problem, I believe you have a measure, and according to Sayuri, it doesn't matter if you don't have a measure."

"Aunt Sayuri is still so humorous, but please rest assured, as a 16-year-old high school student, I will never take it seriously."

Insincerely expressing his desire to "keep himself clean" and hang up the phone, Mochizuki let out a sigh of relief.

"Then, the task now is to pass this day safely..."

Turning around, Ying Lili was standing behind him with a dull expression.

The eyes are dead.

Volume 35: Chapter 35 Chapter [-] Draft Hell

This is a long-lost, complete sleep.

The girl woke up leisurely, and her difficult thinking began to slowly turn again after several hours of stagnation. She let out an unconscious moan, and her limbs and torso were filled with a lazy sense of loss of strength.

The faint sunlight penetrated through the curtains, adding some hazy bright colors to the room, and the clock made a faint mechanical sound. This rich and quiet smell made her even want to close her eyes again.

But the gradually losing temperature around her told her that "Mochizuki You" seemed to have just left.

"... Xiaoyou?"

Struggling to prop up her body, the loose nightgown slipped off completely, revealing the beautiful figure of the girl.

"Hmm... um... I still want to sleep for a while."

Randomly tidying up her nightgown, Ying Lili turned out of the bed, and it took a long time to find the slippers that flew to the corner of the wall.Staggering out of the room, the girl wandered aimlessly in the corridor, she didn't know where the child went, maybe in the living room, maybe in the bathroom, her brain was still in a state of chaos, she didn't even know what she was doing What.

"Ah... yes."

After an unknown amount of time, maybe a few minutes, maybe half an hour, turning a corner, a young figure turned his back to her, as if he was talking to someone on the phone.The girl approached with a smile, she stretched out her hand, wanting to pat the boy on the shoulder.

"turn up……"

"Can I trouble Mr. Spencer...don't tell Ying Lili that I am Kaoru Mochizuki?"

[--What? ]

The impulsive speech that hit her face completely shattered the last bit of drowsiness left in Yinglili's brain in an instant.She stopped in a daze, and even began to doubt her ears, doubting that she was still awake.

[what? ]

"Aunt Sayuri is still so humorous, but please rest assured, as a 16-year-old high school student, I will never take it seriously."

[what? ]

Scenes from the interaction with the boy came to mind, and the originally tiny unreasonableness was infinitely magnified.Ying Lili withdrew her outstretched arm, and her thinking circuit had never turned so fast like it is now.

[Ah... that's right. ]

So, when Mochizuki Xun turned around after hanging up the phone, in front of him was a girl in confusion who was staring at him blankly, with those dead eyes.

"I think I can explain..."

Recalling what he had said a few seconds ago, Kaoru Mochizuki gave up resistance almost immediately.

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It didn't take long to describe the cause and effect clearly, even though the boy's current posture is the standard Dogeza.The two had returned to Ying Lili's room, and the latter was sitting on the bed, still in a trance.

"—Anyway, the whole story of the matter has been told. If you want to kill him, let him know what you want. Just don't be reluctant to do it because you can't bear it."

Kaoru Mochizuki, who knew the character of the other party, had to use a more refreshing statement.Sure enough, almost instinctively, the girl snorted softly.

"Don't be kidding, how could you not bear it?"

She hugged her shoulders, turned her head slightly, and raised her legs, expressing that she was very angry - but the boy knew that according to the other party's habits, if he maintained an arrogant attitude, then the matter was still under control.

"About last night..."

"—Last night? What are you talking about?"

Inexplicably, he heard a great threat from this calm and emotionless rhetorical question, and the boy wisely changed the subject.

"I'm sorry for concealing such an important thing as 'contradiction', and for the conscious alienation of you this year, please allow me to express my apology."

Standing up, he awkwardly pulled the chair beside the desk. The boy jumped on it and sat upright, but his two little feet were hanging in the air.Both of them had a very tacit understanding not to continue talking about all the accidents that happened after the reunion. Ying Lili wanted to forget it quickly, but Mochizuki knew that if he dared to mention it again, then he would definitely die here physically.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long, it must be very lonely."

"Whoever you say is lonely, who will be lonely!"

Stumbling to refute the boy's question, Ying Lili's heart was already filled with the joy of reunion and the huge sense of shyness brought about by various actions.She knew she was lying to herself by not talking about it, but after such an unthinkable accident, it took some time for both of them to figure out what they really thought.

"That's right, how could the virtuous, talented, quick-witted and pure Miss Yinglili be lonely? It's my guess. It's my fault, my fault."

Standing up with one hand, the boy said half-jokingly.

"I always feel that your words contain evil intentions."

"You know it."

"... Tch, still so greasy." Ying Lili tapped her fingers lightly on her arm, she still didn't look back, but the corners of her mouth slightly raised because she couldn't restrain it told Mochizuki that the other party was in a good mood.

"As for why I hid from you for a year..."

The boy sighed and said slowly:

"Because, I really, don't want to rush the draft anymore."

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It was Eriri who made her debut in the doujin world as "Eri Kashiwagi" when she was 14 years old. With her superb drawing skills and heavy-hearted content, her works quickly became famous.

But due to her personality, her habitual procrastination made her and Sayuri Sawamura, who is also a manager, miserable. Every time the deadline, the tragedy of staying up all night always inevitably happened.

——Until the maddened girl inadvertently developed a new usage of Kaoru Mochizuki's "scholar".

"Speaking of rushing, my deadline is coming up tomorrow."

Ying Lili showed a kind smile.

She stood up, walked to his side step by step under the terrified gaze of the boy, then lifted the stool with difficulty, and slowly lifted Mochizuki to the writing desk.There was a digital tablet that was not turned on on the table, and all kinds of painting tools that had not been straightened out at hand. Ying Lili opened the drawer, took out a thin stack of drawings, and patted them in front of Mochizuki with a smile.

"Line drawing, blackening, dots, eight sheets, I leave it to you, there will be more after finishing."

It can reproduce the related skills of the original prop user when using the props, which means that it is completely possible to achieve the extremely high efficiency equivalent to two Yingli pears painting at the same time, even if the teenager is limited by his thinking and can only be responsible for not involving the plot The technical part of drafting is also an indescribable improvement for girls who are accustomed to procrastinating drafts.

So, at the age of 15, Mochizuki Kaoru, who was "ignorant and ignorant", was forced to fall into the hell of drafting for nearly a year.

【Boom! 】

A cardboard box with a thin layer of dust was placed next to the teenager. Ying Lili opened the lid and took out a stick-shaped object with "strawberry flavor, 100% energy" printed on the package.

"This is an energy bar for scholars to consume. I believe you are already familiar with it. There are more than half of the box left, which is the amount you didn't use up a year ago."

"There are three boxes of stock in the storage room, let me know if it is not enough."

Under Mochizuki's despairing eyes, the girl smiled happily.

"Don't rest until the work is done."

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Volume 36: Chapter 36 Chapter [-]

This is revenge.

Biting the hard energy bar that was about to expire, Mochizuki Kaoru thought sadly and angrily.

As the price of a "scholar", energy consumption needs to be supplemented by external intake, but the painting tools that are frequently changed during the painting process, and the ability that has to be reactivated when the finger leaves the painting tool, all greatly increase the total consumption and the need for food.

In order to save time, he also has a small pile of unpacked energy bars on hand. This food, designed purely for efficiency and convenience, has a condensed, dry and rough taste, and a small amount of fructose and sweeteners to create Out-of-the-box, cheap fruit flavor.Like any convenience food, occasional entrance will bring some freshness that cannot last long, but if you eat it often——

[click. 】

[click. 】

[click. 】

Chewing the "foreign object" in his mouth expressionlessly, the boy's eyes have changed from struggling to desperate to completely calm and without waves.This behavior of eating for utilitarian purposes is very normal to him, but repeating the same action so frequently and mechanically is simply a rape to the taste buds.

The G-pen in his hand sketched graceful lines on the paper, and Mochizuki Kaoru tried to force himself to ignore the wailing from the feeding system.The fragments cut by the teeth enter the intestinal tract, and are decomposed into strands of extremely unscientific energy under the influence of "scholars". The reality of swallowing and the false sense of fasting are intertwined, reflecting the heroine in the drawing The most intuitive feeling.

——A fanbook of the insult department.

"Have you finally started practicing..."

"Well, what did you say?"

"It's nothing, please don't worry about it."

So Ying Lili, who was laying on the low table and pasting dotted paper, lowered her head again. She had changed into the old green sportswear again, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses were on the bridge of her nose.

Glancing at the pair of iconic golden double ponytails tied on both sides, the boy sighed with emotion.This is the draft hell he is very familiar with, and it is also the reason why he hid from Ying Lili for nearly a year. Unexpectedly, everything returned to the original state in the end.

"What are you thinking, work."

"……Yes."

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Ying Lili's heart is not as calm as it appears.

She can't forget the "sister" when she first met "Mochizuki You", and she can't forget all the interactions she has experienced with the child.Now, replacing that young figure with the appearance of a childhood sweetheart in memory, all actions have been endowed with brand new meanings.

"Ugh..."

Pressing her lips with one hand, the girl who glanced at the boy's back uttered a short mournful cry. Her cheeks had already been dyed an unhealthy blush, and steam from overheating seemed to be floating on her forehead.

[Showing together, sleeping together...]

[What did I say...]

The more you want to forget, the clearer your memories will be. This is the instinct of the brain.So those pictures that must be put on a thick layer of mosaic on the TV rushed into her mind, rubbing her back, loose nightgown, private words, one by one, smearing rosy colors on her face.

She wanted to roll, smash the wall, yell, ripple-sprint with the Thompson submachine gun her father kept in his safe, and poke a hole in her temple with her forefinger, but in the end, she forced herself Return your attention to the drawing paper.

[I, why should I care about that guy. ]

[Mere tool man—yes, tool man, woo...]

Feeling that the glowing gaze had disappeared, Kaoru Mochizuki, who was facing away from the girl, breathed a sigh of relief, gnawed off half of the energy bar, and took the dot paper with a blank expression.

[The world or something, destroy it, hurry up, I'm tired. ]

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After filling in the last drawing, the time has come to three o'clock in the morning of the next day.Mochizuki used his last rationality to straighten the stack of manuscript papers, then rolled and tilted off the chair, and fell down on the ground beside Yinglili.

This kind of situation happened frequently a year ago, and the girl was not surprised. She resisted the tide-like drowsiness, held her shoulders and raised her head, pretending not to pay attention, but secretly glanced at the boy's profile from the corner of her eye.It wasn't until the sound of even and long breathing came from her ears, and the beautiful eyelashes showed no sign of opening, that she slowly let go of her arm, hesitated, and lightly poked his cheek with her fingertips.