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Sayuri Sawamura covered her face with her hands excitedly.

What is this woman suddenly excited about?

But I have to say it.

As a well-known adult cartoonist, Eriri's level is quite good.

Both the painting skills and the plot are excellent, and have reached the level of being worth buying and collecting at home to appreciate repeatedly. The only pity is that such excellent painting skills are used to draw pure love.

"I want to buy one, how much does it cost?"

"for free."

Lin Jiuan looked at Sayuri Sawamura warily.

'Things that don't cost money are the most valuable.' He still understands this principle.

This old woman has bad intentions!

"Then what do you want?"

"Your phone number."

"?"

Lin Jiuan has always been a child who is not good at saying no.

Regarding Sayuri Sawamura's request.

Although he was very reluctant, he had no choice but to accept the deal.

Exchanged phone numbers with her.

After she mentioned it, we took a photo together and left.

After that, Sayuri Sawamura did not continue to keep Lin Jiuan.

It was almost five o'clock.

Cosplayers and tourists participating in the comic exhibition also arrived at the venue one after another.

The title of teacher "Pamu Eri" is very useful.

It’s just past seven.

Sayuri Sawamura sold all the hundreds of doujinshi drawn by her daughter that she had prepared today.

Back to room "0202".

Sayuri Sawamura quickly opened her laptop, logged into the communication tool, and invited her daughter to a video chat.

Soon.

The video chat was connected.

A scruffy blond girl wrapped in sportswear appeared on the other end of the line.

Hugging my legs in a dark hut.

Looking at my daughter Ying Lili's haggard appearance.

A hint of heartache flashed in Sayuri Sawamura's eyes.

Since her husband.

Eriri's father died in a car accident while on a business trip half a year ago.

My daughter Eriri has been locking herself up at home.

Don't go to school.

Don't socialize.

The only daily communication is with her mother.

My only life is drawing comics as teacher of "Pamu Eri".

It has been more than half a year now.

No matter what she tried, she couldn't get herself to leave the house.

Go on like this.

I'm afraid that it won't be long before she has to send someone with purple hair to someone with golden hair.

"How was it at home? Did you eat well?"

"I ate well, mom, you don't have to worry about me."

Listening to my daughter's slightly tired tone.

Sayuri Sawamura became more and more worried.

She actually didn't want to leave the house and leave Eriri alone in this state.

But for now, the only thing Eriri can do is draw doujinshi.

As a mother, she not only takes care of Eriri's daily life.

The only way to help her is to go to the comic convention and sell the doujinshi she drew to the underage Eriri, as she did before.

"The comics you draw are very popular."

“It sold out in less than two hours.”

Seeing Eriri, he showed a fleeting smile.

Sayuri Sawamura was not relieved at all.

Instead, I became more worried.

It was the same some time ago.

Selling the comics she drew can make her daughter happy.

But it was only for a moment.

And she could feel that her daughter, who was originally lively, had become slower and slower in response recently.

And so on.

Sayuri Sawamura didn't dare to think further.

Sayuri Sawamura immediately said, "By the way, Mom met a super handsome boy at the comic convention. He looked like he came out of a comic book."

"look."

Sayuri Sawamura took out a photo of herself and Lin Jiuan and held it in front of the camera.

What made Sayuri Sawamura happy was.

Eriri, who now hardly reacts to anything other than comics-related matters.

I was actually staring at that black-haired boy in a daze.

Those lifeless eyes brightened up a little.

More than ten seconds passed.

She seemed to have escaped from the stunning beauty of that top-notch boy.

His eyes dimmed again and he lowered his head.

"how do you feel?"

"If you like, mom will take you home!"

"I, I haven't finished reading the comics yet, so I'm going to die first!"

The video chat was hastily hung up.

Sayuri Sawamura showed a surprised smile.

She could see that her precious daughter just now showed a bit of the panic she had in the past when her secrets were exposed.

Although it is very light.

But this is clearly a big improvement!

"effective!"

After the joy.

Sayuri Sawamura was in trouble again.

It is obvious that if that peerless little boy works hard, he can help his daughter Eriri out of the predicament.

But the problem came again.

His daughter's personality was that of a textbook tsundere, even before her father passed away.

I would never actively pursue a man, no matter how hard I try.

Now because of my father's death.

It's not like his temperament has changed drastically.

His temper is still the same as before.

I just became reluctant to leave the house.

How could she possibly take the initiative to pursue that top little shota?

"I have to bring Lin Jiuan to our home."

"Let him take the initiative to pursue my Eriri!"

But the problem came again.

That kind of top-notch little shota.

You can figure it out just by thinking with your butt.

There must be a lot of little girls chasing after him.

How could he take the initiative to chase after his sloppy, stay-at-home daughter?

"How can I get him to pursue my Eriri?"

Sayuri Sawamura pondered for a long time.

I thought of Lin Jiuan's embarrassed yet serious look when he was looking at the comics drawn by his daughter.

A flash of inspiration

His eyes lit up.

"Yes, you can attract him with comics!"

"Invite him to appreciate the previous comic works of "Pamu Eri" teacher."

"This kind of junior high school student, even if there are countless girls chasing him, but judging by his embarrassing performance at that time."

"He's definitely a little brother too!"

"When he discovers a new world, becomes a worshipper of teacher "Pamu Yingli", and eagerly wants to catch up after reading all of her works."

"I'll tell him the true identity of Mr. Pamu Yingli."

"I'll invite you then."

"He would absolutely love to go to our house to look for Eriri."

"I'll dress Eriri up nicely then."

“Isn’t that it?!”

The more Sayuri Sawamura thought about it, the more excited she became.

It just so happened that her notebook contained all the works that her daughter Eriri had ever drawn.

Everything is ready.

Only Shota is missing.