I Also Want to Draw Comics when I Cross into a Pseudo-mother

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"I'm busy, I don't have time to talk to you."

"Ha, I haven't settled with you yet! You bastard!" The cat girl frowned: "You almost made me doubt my own charm, do I hate it so much?! Try this trick, meow!"

"Shua, Shua, Shua!" There was a piercing sound, and one sleeve of my shirt was scrapped.

And that catwoman was covering her paws and rolling all over the floor.

"Wow, what, meow! It hurts, it hurts! Are you a stone?!"

"...So I told you not to bother me." I responded casually: "At your level, you can't break my defense at all."

"Damn it, meow... really hurtful words, meow!"

Shrugging, not paying attention to this strange guy, I entered the jungle again.

In fact, although men are already extremely afraid of women, there are not many gay men in this world.It must be the idea of that bastard god, right?I have a psychological shadow on women, and I have been talking to my friends all day long, how could it be possible that there is no bend?

I?To be honest, I'm not gay either.In fact, I am bisexual, but now I am also a little afraid of those young ladies, even if they are all so beautiful...

I was too young back then.

Going out and returning at night, repeating the results of the previous day, I returned to the tavern with nothing.

There was a knocking sound on the door, and a figure rushed in hurriedly, then locked the iron door with seven or eight locks at a loss, pulled the cabinet and slammed it against the bookshelf hard, pressing it tightly.

Faintly, some voices came from outside.

'Where's the little bastard Carter?Where did he go? '

'I just saw it over here. '

'Search separately, you go there, you go here, and you, you, you, you go to that house to search, we will go directly to the church to guard. '

The pastor named "Carter" was sweating profusely and put his back on the bookshelf. When he saw me, he quickly stretched out his hand and made a "shh" gesture. I got it, and I won't make a sound unless you tell me.

After a long time, it seemed that he didn't hear the sound anymore, he finally came over and sat down with a sigh of relief, covering his head and sighing.

"Alas... there are fewer and fewer places to hide."

"Today is also very popular, Carter." I smiled.

When Carter heard this, his eyes closed suddenly, and his head hurt even more. He said in pain, "I'd rather not be popular, damn it. Alas, if it wasn't for God, I would have given myself a disfigurement!"

"Come on. Even if you're disfigured, it's not the same with the lights off."

"That's right, it's really... hi..." Carter sighed again.

Carter can be regarded as a handsome man, and it is normal to be so popular, so he talks about "give yourself a happy disfigurement" all day long-it's a pity that the teachings of the gods are clearly written: men You should love your face.

Carter suddenly raised his head and asked, "By the way, I heard that you are going to kill the Demon King?"

"Ah? Oh, um, yes." I nodded and admitted, not in any embarrassment: "But I haven't found it yet. It's harder to find this guy on the ground than underground monsters."

Withdrawing the preface, I am already tired of the forest, and if this continues, I feel like my eyes are almost turning green.

"In this case, just catch a monster and ask if it's okay."

The local ones are better than the foreign ones like me, right?

My eyes lit up.

The next day, it was noon again.

The periphery of Nost Forest.

"Hohohoho! Meow!" The familiar voice sounded from my ears again!

brush!Another one of my shirts was scrapped.Can you be gentle, please? I'm almost out of clothes.

Catwoman looked at the place where she attacked, her arm that didn't even leave a white mark, and showed a disgusted expression of "cut you pervert".

"Sure enough, you are a rock, meow, our claws are almost broken."

"No time to joke with you."

"Huh? Huh?"