It's a romantic comedy for everyone, so why am I the only one single?

"Well!"

"never mind!"

"Students your age are just so stubborn and won't listen to advice."

"However, it's normal for novelists to have feelings for the characters they create, so I can agree to let you join the art department."

"However, your plan to learn painting skills in the art club is probably doomed."

"After all, you've already seen it."

"Currently, Naoto's skill level is only mediocre. He can't even draw still life properly. He only joined the art club because of H-type anime and manga."

"Matsunaga is a decent guy, but he comes to the art club to catch up on sleep. He's too lazy to even draw, let alone teach anyone."

"The only one left is Chizuru-chan. Her goal is to become an actress. She joined the art club simply because the art club doesn't require participation in club activities. She never comes here at all."

Upon hearing this, Iura Shu was completely dumbfounded.

This art department is truly bizarre; it's even worse than their K-On! club.

However, he hasn't completely given up yet, because there's still Shiina Mashiro!

He knew that Shiina Mashiro was a world-class genius painter who could also draw manga, but she couldn't become a real manga artist because she wasn't good at designing plots.

This perfectly complements his mind, which is filled with all sorts of comic book plots!

He doesn't even have to draw it himself.

If he could set up a studio with Shiina Mashiro, he would only need to be in charge of character design and story design, while the actual drawing work could be completely handed over to Shiina Mashiro!

Thinking about this, he couldn't help but get excited, and his heart started pounding faster.

At the same time, Chihiro Sengoku changed the subject and continued, "However, since you're so sincere, I can recommend a very good teacher to you. Her level is absolutely world-class. In exchange, you just need to agree to one small request of mine."

Iura Hide was stunned again upon hearing this, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"A really amazing teacher? World-class? Then isn't that Mashiro?!"

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Chapter 25: Mashiro's Talents

"Tadaima!"

A two-bedroom, one-living room upscale apartment, approximately 60 square meters, located just a ten-minute walk from the school.

The electronic lock on the door made a series of beeps as it opened, and a strong smell of alcohol mixed with the stench of rotting food wafted out.

The fumes nearly made the unsuspecting Iura Hide faint!

"Holy crap, is this really a place for humans to live?"

Iura Shu looked at the dirty clothes and neatly packed garbage bags scattered all over the room.

And then there's the coffee table, which is already overflowing with snack bags, instant noodle containers, lunch boxes, and even more beer cans than all three combined—I really don't know how to even begin to describe it.

Chihiro Sengoku was unaware that her "Riddler's Great Operation" plan had already been seen through by Shu Iura, but the final result was still the same.

He was taught painting skills by Shiina Mashiro, while he was responsible for taking care of Shiina Mashiro's daily life.

This includes, but is not limited to, calling Shiina Mashiro to go to school together every morning, having lunch with Mashiro during lunch break, taking Shiina Mashiro home after school, and preparing dinner for her.

The reason it was "make" rather than "do" was because Chihiro Sengoku also felt that her request was a bit too much, and she was a little embarrassed, so she allowed Hide Iura to take Mashiro to buy a bento box from the supermarket for dinner, as long as he heated it up for Mashiro later.

Mashiro would also instruct Iura Shu on drawing before or after dinner, and she wouldn't mind instructing him until very late.

Anyway, she basically goes to so-called 'social gatherings' every night and drinks until very late before coming back.

Thinking of the fan service scenes in anime, Iura Hide pretended to be reserved for a moment, but eventually agreed.

He never expected that his job of taking care of Mashiro would be hit with a ton of bricks right from the start, and that he would also be given such a terrifying cleaning task.

To be honest, seeing this kind of scene, which he had only ever seen in anime or Japanese dramas before, gave him the creeps, and he wanted to call a professional cleaning service to come and clean it up.

However, considering the labor costs in Japan, and the advance payment Chihiro gave him, which was only 30,000 yen, he still had to take care of Mashiro's food expenses until the end of the month.

He decisively dismissed the idea.

However, he now understands why Chihiro Sengoku wanted someone to take care of Mashiro.

If no one takes care of Mashiro, who's hopelessly clueless about life, how can she peacefully be a happy alcoholic and saint, going out to "matchmaking" every day?

Iura Shu turned his head to look at Mashiro behind him, and a look of sympathy appeared on his face.

It's really pitiful for Mashiro to have such an unreliable older cousin.

Chihiro Sengoku mentioned earlier that although Mashiro only completed the transfer procedures to their school today, she has already been living here for three days.

"Surviving in this environment for three days feels worse than sleeping in a park in a sleeping bag!"

Iura Hide couldn't help but complain again, then put his schoolbag at the door and asked Mashiro to watch it for him. Then, as if heading to a battlefield, he resolutely rushed into the apartment and opened all the windows that were originally closed to their maximum size as quickly as possible.

The breeze that blew in with the sunset finally dispelled the unbearable smell in the apartment.

"Please wait here for a moment, I'll try to be quick."

"Oh"

Mashiro nodded expressionlessly, then imitated Iura Hide by putting her schoolbag at the door, then squatted down against the wall, hugging her knees and curling up into a ball, closing her eyes as Iura Hide stared in disbelief.

Within seconds, it seemed to have fallen asleep, and soft snoring could be heard.

"You can fall asleep while squatting!?"

"As expected of the world of anime, all the girls are so talented!"

Iura Shu was truly amazed.

I knew I had made plans with Sugaya Noi in the afternoon, and I needed to send her the song I had written 'before' that evening, so I needed to go home early.

Iura Hide, no longer able to continue his rant, hurriedly began to tidy up as quickly as possible.

"Oh right, the trash bags are here—"

"Fine, there's no point in asking, I'll just find it myself!"

The house full of trash may seem daunting, but in reality, if you can put aside the discomfort and start cleaning from one point, it's quite quick.

Iura Hide first found some garbage bags and sorted and packed up all kinds of garbage on and around the coffee table. Then, he quickly started cleaning up the other areas, centering on the coffee table.

During this time, he piled all the dirty clothes that were scattered on the floor onto the sofa, and among them he found quite a few used underwear and panties that still had a special smell.

The dirty clothes in the living room alone piled up into a small mountain half a person high.

Afterwards, Hideaki Iura skipped the bathroom and Chihiro Sengoku's room and started tidying up Mashiro's room.

Although Mashiro's room was also messy, she had only lived there for three days, but it felt like she had lived there for a month like some unkempt people.

However, there were no leftover snack bags, lunch boxes, or instant noodle containers inside, only clothes scattered around and discarded drawing paper.

This will undoubtedly make the cleaning process faster.

It took about forty minutes for Hideki Iura to complete the first step of cleaning the living room and Mashiro room.

Then she continued to skip over the dirty clothes belonging to Chihiro Sengoku piled on the living room sofa.

Iura Hideaki picked through the clothes in Mashiro's room, throwing the ones he might wear into the washing machine, and then headed to the kitchen to wash the dishes piled up in the sink.

"Thank goodness, no cockroaches have appeared yet!"

Iura Hide glanced at it briefly, then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh right, let's go and call Mashiro in first."

They remained in the same spot and posture. Looking at her sleeping face, delicate and angelic, Iura Shu couldn't help but feel both heartache and a smile.

"Get up, Zhenbai, go to bed."

Iura Hide carefully squatted down, his voice unconsciously becoming softer.

However, such a sound was obviously not enough to wake Mashiro, who was sleeping soundly. With no other choice, Iura Hide could only increase the volume a little and gently pat her head.

"Oh"

Accompanied by murmured dreams, Mashiro finally opened her eyes.

However, those red eyes, still drowsy with sleep, only glanced at Iura Hide in front of her, confirmed his identity, and then closed again. To Iura Hide's astonishment, she swayed and fell into his arms, reaching out to hug his neck.

Then, as if trying to find a more comfortable position, Mashiro rubbed her head against his face like a kitten.

The warm, sweet breath touched his skin, instantly making him stiffen and giving him goosebumps.

"Mashiro-kun!?"

Iura Shu subconsciously hugged Mashiro, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

This time, however, Mashiro merely rubbed against him again in response, showing no intention of letting go.

At that moment, everything around them seemed to fade away, and the whole world seemed to consist only of the two of them. The sound of their heartbeats, like the beating of drums, filled their eardrums, making Iura Hide's blood rush and his breathing become rapid.

However, his remaining rationality suppressed his physical impulses, preventing him from doing anything outrageous.

I just wish this moment could last a little longer.

Her soft body exuded a unique fragrance of a young girl, causing Iura Hide to close his eyes and greedily inhale.

He didn't know how much time had passed, until his legs were a little numb from squatting, before he finally took a deep breath, gently picked up Mashiro, and put her back on her bed in her room.

Then, somewhat reluctantly, Iura Hide gently removed the arm that was still wrapped around her neck, turned around and went back to the kitchen, quickly starting to wash the dishes.

Just as he stepped out of the room, Mashiro, who had been fast asleep, quietly opened her eyes, glanced at his departing figure, and then closed them again, drifting off to sleep peacefully.

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Chapter 26 The Light in Shiina Mashiro's Eyes

It took almost another hour for the kitchen to be cleaned.

The mountain of smelly tableware that had been piled up in the sink was all cleaned, dried, and neatly arranged.