In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

Then, seeing her quick reaction, she realized what was happening and felt relieved.

She didn't find it shameful at all; on the contrary, she found it quite cute.

The artist's private artwork is clearly extremely explicit, yet the artist himself is so pure and innocent; the contrast is truly striking.

"Eri, are you thinking about last night again?"

Saeko's gentle greeting calmed Eriri down somewhat.

However, in this moment when they were alone together, she still couldn't look the other person in the eye normally, so she turned her head away: "Sorry..."

"There's no need to apologize. As for Qianye, I was actually quite startled at first. I thought it was a bit scary, even grotesque. But once you experience it, you'll realize that our bodies are much more resilient than we think. If you let go of your prejudices and enjoy it, you'll appreciate a truly beautiful view."

He's a top student, after all. He can describe such secret and lewd things in such a literary and positive way.

Eriri gave a soft "hmm," though she didn't actually know or know how to give any other response. So she could only give a perfunctory reply to show that she was indeed listening politely.

From the very beginning, she was the one being passively pushed forward by Saeko, and this continued all the way up to the situation last night.

If the other party is determined to stop, then without any surprises, she will immediately stop where she is and will not move forward even half a step.

However, Saeko certainly wouldn't give up so easily.

To be honest, Eriri's situation is indeed more complicated than Saeko initially thought. Eriri's personality is indeed like that of a clever little animal, easily stressed. The slightest disturbance will make her panic and run away instead of facing it directly.

Only by grabbing her and controlling her can we safely proceed with the next step.

Now that she's already got Eriri "stuck in one place," Saeko won't give up halfway through no matter what.

I won't deliberately force Eriri, but I do need to clearly convey my thoughts and help Eriri clarify some feelings that she hasn't yet figured out.

Saeko glanced back into the room, seeing nothing amiss, and continued softly, "After last night, I think we should have eliminated the basic barriers between us."

Eriri, you already know my purpose. What I want to say is that you don't need to pay the price for my thoughts. Everyone should be in control of their own life. I just don't want you to run away because of your personality and miss opportunity after opportunity.

After all, I can sense that Qianye has always liked you too. From my perspective, it would be a real shame if you two remained just friends.

Eriri nodded obediently, then suddenly realized what she meant with a "Huh?"

Her gaze, which had been fixed on the sea, suddenly shifted, staring intently at Saeko. She asked urgently, "Saeko-nee, what did you just say?"

Saeko blinked, not understanding why Eriri suddenly asked this question, but still obediently repeated: "From my perspective, I feel that... this also includes Eriri herself! ... what she witnessed last night!"

This is similar to the practice in many civilizations and periods throughout human history of cutting off the ears of enemies and tying them to their waists as trophies.

In Eriri's works, she would deliberately depict the male protagonist placing his spoils on the female protagonist.

It devotes considerable space to depicting various details, emphasizing the quantity and variety of spoils, to showcase the significant tension between the plot and the visuals.

But... but!

Even when she's creating virtual works and letting her imagination run wild, she doesn't feel she can reach the level that Qianye could achieve last night!

To sum it up in one sentence, it's far too conservative.

The first is time.

To get straight to the point, Saeko came to see her around midnight. After Saeko left and Chiya carried the fat woman back to her room to rest, the noise in the room subsided. She buried her head in the blankets and glanced at the time; it was already past 3 a.m.

Secondly, there's the number of times.

Eriri remembers clearly that subtle "thud" sound, as if something had fallen to the ground, which occurred a total of three times last night!

Eriri felt that the three times should only be a minor limitation imposed by the net content of the biological components' factory packaging.

As we all know, the small square boxes displayed prominently on store shelves are usually common small-sized packages suitable for short-term use.

As for why Eriri knows so much, most things about creators can be explained by their research.

And then the last point... and the most important point!

The so-called... quantity!

This quantity can be interpreted as mass or weight...

That's so exaggerated that it far, far, far, far exceeds Eriri's imagination as a creator!

It's so exaggerated that she doesn't even dare to draw such overly rounded lines when she's drawing, for fear that readers will scold her for drawing balloons as a comedic comic!

"Ugh...!!!"

Just as Saeko was considering how to start the conversation, Eriri suddenly covered her face with both hands in extreme embarrassment! She shook her head, her golden twin tails swaying wildly in the air, completely disheveled!

Just recalling that scene now fills her with such shame that it feels like her soul is leaving her body! She's practically ascending to heaven!

Regarding last night, the balloon bounced and landed, and coincidentally rolled over.

Eriri's reaction was one of utter astonishment, leaving her completely petrified.

Saeko reached out her hand, and by the time Eriri noticed, it was too late!

She could only watch helplessly as Saeko reached out her finger, hooked it, and slowly pulled it back.

She dared not utter a sound or stop them, and could only watch silently, afraid that Qianye would notice.

Fortunately, the worst did not happen, and everything went smoothly.

Saeko is a master swordsman, and her strength and skill in the hand are frighteningly steady.

Eriri has a particularly vivid memory of that scene; during the pull-back, the narrow door gap was even squeezed open a little wider.

When Saeko successfully obtained her heavy trophy, she held it up in front of Eriri and showed it to her, while speaking in a very serious tone about some rather unserious scientific facts.

To allow her to better understand the temperature and quality, they even brought the equipment closer to demonstrate it, letting her feel and observe more details.

During this time, Eriri stammered and declined, after all, no matter what, the scene and the plot at that time were too bizarre!

Even with her twisted brain as a creator of adult content, she couldn't have come up with such an outrageous plot!

For a fleeting moment, she even wondered if she herself was living in a world created by an extremely gentlemanly and extremely wicked God, otherwise how could she explain everything she was experiencing?!

But during that process, she still couldn't resist Saeko's enthusiasm.

Or rather, her will to refuse wasn't that strong to begin with.

She never imagined that the scripts she wrote about those mad heroines who fell into the abyss would one day materialize into her own life.

The smell is so unique, it's making my head spin...

It feels like her experience last night is like a setting in Qianye's novel, called "thought imprint," and that part of the memory will always be firmly in the most secure place in her mind, something she will never be able to forget for the rest of her life.

As Eriri became lost in her own memories and fell into confusion again, Saeko watched her in surprise.

Then, seeing her quick reaction, she realized what was happening and felt relieved.

She didn't find it shameful at all; on the contrary, she found it quite cute.

The artist's private artwork is clearly extremely explicit, yet the artist himself is so pure and innocent; the contrast is truly striking.

"Eri, are you thinking about last night again?"

Saeko's gentle greeting calmed Eriri down somewhat.

However, in this moment when they were alone together, she still couldn't look the other person in the eye normally, so she turned her head away: "Sorry..."

"There's no need to apologize. As for Qianye, I was actually quite startled at first. I thought it was a bit scary, even grotesque. But once you experience it, you'll realize that our bodies are much more resilient than we think. If you let go of your prejudices and enjoy it, you'll appreciate a truly beautiful view."

He's a top student, after all. He can describe such secret and lewd things in such a literary and positive way.

Eriri gave a soft "hmm," though she didn't actually know or know how to give any other response. So she could only give a perfunctory reply to show that she was indeed listening politely.

From the very beginning, she was the one being passively pushed forward by Saeko, and this continued all the way up to the situation last night.

If the other party is determined to stop, then without any surprises, she will immediately stop where she is and will not move forward even half a step.

However, Saeko certainly wouldn't give up so easily.

To be honest, Eriri's situation is indeed more complicated than Saeko initially thought. Eriri's personality is indeed like that of a clever little animal, easily stressed. The slightest disturbance will make her panic and run away instead of facing it directly.

Only by grabbing her and controlling her can we safely proceed with the next step.

Now that she's already got Eriri "stuck in one place," Saeko won't give up halfway through no matter what.

I won't deliberately force Eriri, but I do need to clearly convey my thoughts and help Eriri clarify some feelings that she hasn't yet figured out.

Saeko glanced back into the room, seeing nothing amiss, and continued softly, "After last night, I think we should have eliminated the basic barriers between us."

Eriri, you already know my purpose. What I want to say is that you don't need to pay the price for my thoughts. Everyone should be in control of their own life. I just don't want you to run away because of your personality and miss opportunity after opportunity.

After all, I can sense that Qianye has always liked you too. From my perspective, it would be a real shame if you two remained just friends.

Eriri nodded obediently, then suddenly realized what she meant with a "Huh?"

Her gaze, which had been fixed on the sea, suddenly shifted, staring intently at Saeko. She asked urgently, "Saeko-nee, what did you just say?"

Saeko blinked, not understanding why Eriri suddenly asked that question, but still obediently repeated, "From my perspective, I would think..."

"No, it's the sentence before that..." Eriri's brain, which had become somewhat numb from experiencing too much in a short period of time, began to get excited again.

The state he displayed was one of undeniable surprise and delight on his face, almost barely able to contain himself: "...You can sense Chiya...what?"

Saeko tilted her head slightly, looking at her with confusion. She finally understood what she meant and felt it was unbelievable, because she felt that what she said was obvious, and Eriri should have noticed it: "Chiya has always liked you, what's wrong? Didn't you know all this time?"

Eriri blushed instantly, not answering the question for the moment, but instead eagerly asking in return for confirmation: "This... even though you say that, why haven't I felt it at all?"

She and Chiya have always had a strong friendship; they care for and help each other, but they have never been in a relationship that is more than friends but less than lovers.

At least Eriri felt that she had never experienced that before.

After all, in their daily interactions, although he was always very kind, gentle, and considerate to her, Eriri preferred not to have that kind of tenderness that bordered on pampering.

Instead, she hoped that her relationship with Chiya could develop into an interaction similar to that between him and Yukino.

It wasn't smooth sailing from beginning to end; there were occasional minor frictions and arguments, and sometimes even confrontations and sharp disagreements.

Because that, in her view, was closer to her imagination of the ambiguous and intimate daily interactions between lovers.

"Do I even need to notice? Eriri, you're so cute, how could Chiya not like you?"

"Just for that..."

Eriri was immediately deflated upon hearing Saeko's answer.

Using one's appearance as evidence to make inferences is not impossible, but it lacks persuasiveness.

Eriri knows she is cute, she has been aware of it since elementary school. There are always many boys at school who secretly watch her, and she often receives love letters in her desk or shoe cabinet, wanting to date her.

But what's the use of just being cute? Doesn't Chiya need cute girls around him?