Comprehensive comic: It starts with getting little Doraemon by punching in

Saturday.

The weather was sunny, and the sea of ​​clouds like fish scales floated slowly in the blue sky.

Ikebukuro, Camellia Coffee Shop.

An elegant girl is sitting by the window. Her long black hair is spread around her waist. Her long white skirt outlines her graceful curves. Her beautiful legs are hidden in black pantyhose, and her snow-white skin is looming.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu gently stirred the spoon in the coffee cup with her hands, and her red eyes seemed to be looking out the window at the crowded streets.

Then he tapped the screen of his phone with his slender fingers and took a brief look.

It's almost there.

Seeing that it was already half past nine, Kasumigaoka Shiyu whispered to herself.

I don’t know what kind of person the upcoming senior is.

However, I heard from my older editor that the senior and benefactor seemed to be a policeman from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Twenty years old and single.

Recalling the information that Machida Enko gave her, Kasumigaoka Shiu showed an interesting smile on her lips.

Speaking of which, without the help of that senior, my current novel would not have been so popular. Instead, it would have simply died.

How should I thank you after meeting?

Kasumigaoka Shiyu held her delicate chin, thoughts swirling in her mind, and her beautiful legs under the table began to shake slightly.

…………

Camellia Coffee Shop, right here.

After getting off the car, he looked at the coffee shop in front of him with his brown eyes. Kitahara took out his mobile phone again and checked the name on it to himself.

Machida Enko had sent the coffee shop and the location of the other party half an hour ago.

This means that Teacher Xia Shizi also waited in this store for almost half an hour.

This thank you is really sincere.

Thinking this, Beihara Hao couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

Ding bell~

Pushing open the wooden door of the coffee shop, the clear ringing of the bell rang in my ears.

Kitahara Hao looked around for a week and found that there were quite a lot of customers in this coffee shop.

Most of them are young couples who came for a date. After all, today is a day off.

Table No. 24, probably over here...

Silently reciting the table number of the other party in his mind, Kitahara Hao followed the serial number on the table and walked inside.

He soon stopped at the table of No. 23.

This means that if you move a table further forward, you will be the target you are looking for.

Kitahara Hao raised his head and looked at table No. 24.

At that position, there was a girl wearing a red headband with her back to him. She took a sip of the coffee in her hand from time to time and looked very leisurely.

Is she Kasumigaoka Shiyu?

A look of interest flashed across Beihara Hao's eyes.

Hello, are you Teacher Kasumi Shiko?

Without hesitation, Beihara Hao walked over slowly and asked.

Hearing this voice, Kasumigaoka Shiyu also came back to her senses. She turned her head slightly and looked at the young man who was already sitting opposite her, with a trace of curiosity in her eyes.

That's right, um...you must be Mr. Tendo Souji.

If you say I am the author of Suqing, then I will be the one who wrote the story.

When Beitahara heard this familiar name, he shrugged and nodded.

Tendo Soji was the pen name he used to write his books.

However, you should call me Kitahara Hajime. I'm not used to being called by a pseudonym.

Kitahara Hare?

Then Kitahara-senpai, just call me Kasumigaoka Shiyu.

Hearing this name, Kasumigaoka Shiyu nodded subconsciously, then looked at the senior opposite him with a pair of red eyes, and exchanged names with him.

Senior...

Hearing the voice coming from the other side, Beihara Hao's brows jumped, and he felt an inexplicable sense of joy in his heart.

Is this the pleasure of being called a senior by others?

I remembered that I called people senpai every day in the Metropolitan Police Department, and this time it was finally my turn to be called senpai by a beautiful girl writer.

Kitahara-senpai, do you want something to drink?

Looking at Kitahara Hao in front of him, Kasumigaoka Shiyu's lips formed a smile and asked softly.

Well... let's have a cappuccino.

Kitahara Hao glanced at the menu catalog placed next to the table and said.

He usually doesn't like drinking coffee, so he simply ordered a cup at random.

Then I'll just order another cup of black coffee.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu looked at her empty coffee cup and waved to the waiter not far away.

As her movements moved slightly, Kitahara Hajime happened to get a clear look at the figure of the girl in front of him.

The perfect body curve is the envy of many women; the light white dress she is wearing is also stretched high, attracting attention like a temptation.

This kind of extraordinary scale is simply not what a high school student should have.

Immediately afterwards, Kitahara Hao turned his attention to the mobile phone.

After all, it is still a bit annoying to stare at a girl's figure when you first meet her.

He didn't want to be thought of as a pervert when they first met.

The main reason for inviting Kitahara-senpai this time is to thank you for your help with my light novel.

After ordering coffee, Kasumigaoka Shiyu took a deep breath and said solemnly.

Without my predecessors, my Metronome of Love would have died long ago when the second volume was published.

Just some small help.

Beihara Hao shook his head and said.

To him, this matter was indeed trivial.

After all, he just promoted his work and didn't put much effort into it.

Just type a few more lines.

However, just these few extra lines are a lifesaver for Kasumigaoka Shiyu who just debuted.

And I've also read your Metronome of Love. The plot of love is well written. It's only a matter of time before you become famous.

Kitahara Hao leaned on the soft backrest of the sofa and said with a smile.

Thank you, Kitahara-senpai, for the compliment, but I still know— Kasumigaoka Shiyu rubbed her legs gently under the table, looked at him with red eyes and said, If it weren't for senior's help, I would have given up at that time.

So please accept my thanks.

Looking at the serious girl in front of him, Kitahara Hao nodded slightly hesitantly.

Well, your thanks...I accept it.

How does it feel that this senior sister is different from the one he saw in his previous life?

017: Hazy, do you want to have a harem?

Inside the Camellia Coffee Shop.

Kitahara-senpai's works are also great, especially the evil behavior of the protagonist Kazuma Sato. It always makes people wonder if the author is the same person.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu took a sip of the black coffee in her hand with her red and attractive lips, and said with a hint of ridicule in her tone.

Don't connect the work with the author's character.

Hearing this, Kitahara Hao put down his coffee and retorted helplessly.

Although he is a bit crooked, he is not as evil as Sato Kazuma.

What's more, he is not the original author, he is just a copywriter who narrates it in his own writing style.

Speaking of which, every time Ms. Machida comes to my place to receive manuscripts, she will complain about your procrastination. Obviously, you used to be a man who could write thirty thousand a day, but now you are as lazy as a dead fish.

Speaking of the latter part, Kasumigaoka Shiyu raised the corners of her mouth, and her little feet wearing black leather shoes swayed slightly under the table.

The reason for procrastinating is because I'm at work. After all, I finally joined the Metropolitan Police. I can't write light novels while at work.

When mentioning this matter, Kitahara shrugged and said.

In the past, he wrote 30,000 words a day just to survive and not starve to death; now that he has a regular job and is not afraid of being fired, he is not in the mood to write any light novels.

If you have that time, you might as well sleep in the Metropolitan Police Department.

Kitahara-senpai didn't refute you at all when Machida-san said you were too lazy to act like a dead fish.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu leaned forward slightly, supported her chin with her hand, and pulled the hair in front of her ear behind her ear with her other hand. She looked at him with interest with a pair of ruby-like eyes.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

Being looked at by Kasumigaoka Shiu like this, Kitahara Hao always felt like he was being targeted by a hunter.

He shook his head and threw this inexplicable emotion behind him.

Kitahara Hao also supported the side of his cheek and responded without any guilt: Why should you refute? After all, the thirty-year-old aunt was right.

He's just lazy, that's absolutely true.

In his previous life, he was in trouble every day, but in this life, Kitahara Hao just wants to relax.

Senior is really interesting——

Ding dong——

Just when Shiyu Kasumigaoka was about to speak, Kitahara Hajime suddenly received a message on her cell phone.

Wait a moment. Kitahara Hao took out his phone and took a look. The name of the sender made him raise his eyebrows.

Erno sent it...

Unlocking the screen showed her message.

Nakano Nino: Half, do you have time this afternoon? Come with me to the mall to buy some things.

afternoon?

Kitahara Hao glanced at the current time.

When he was chatting with Kasumigaoka Shiyu, it was already half past twelve noon.

It was estimated that it would be two o'clock in the afternoon when we returned.

What's more, after a good weekend, instead of going shopping with a woman, he still wants to watch a tokusatsu drama with Doraemon at home.

Kitahara Hao took notice in his mind and typed a reply.

Kitahara Hajime: Sorry Nino, I'm having coffee with a former colleague in Ikebukuro right now, so I don't have much time in the afternoon.

Five seconds later.

Nakano Nino: It doesn't matter~ You can go tomorrow.

After seeing this reply, Kitahara was just about to put down the phone when he heard another soft beep from the phone.

Nakano Nino: But, are your former colleagues—male or female?

You are really sharp.