Zongman: Starting as a Prop Master

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Suddenly, another tool flashed through Ichinosuke's mind.

Ichinosuke paused, and suddenly a bold idea came to his mind.

“Maybe all these ideas can be realized.”

The extremely bold idea, like weeds, grew and spread madly in Ichinosuke's mind.

"If this is really possible, the world would be so interesting."

Chapter 49: The Three Idiots of Teidan and the Five Little Ones of Futaba

"So full, so full."

After eating and drinking, the family leaned back in their chairs comfortably, quietly savoring the delicious food that lingered on their tongues.

Nohara Misae and Nohara Hiroshi have stopped ordering food, only Shin-chan is still eager to try.

"Let me think about what to eat. Hmm, cod, salmon, tuna, jack mackerel..."

Just when he was about to continue clicking, he was stopped by Nohara Misae.

"Wait a minute, Shin-chan, you can't waste food, understand!"

Even though they learned from Ichinosuke that the food provided by Gourmet Tablecloth is completely free and available in unlimited quantities, Nohara Misae and Nohara Hiroshi still set an example themselves and taught Shin-chan behavioral habits.

"Xiaoyi, is it really not possible?"

Nohara Misae picked up the empty plates with a sad face, and pressed the gourmet tablecloth reluctantly, not letting Ichinosuke take it back.

"No, Xiaoxin is right, you have to do your own thing."

Ichinosuke ruthlessly lifted up Nohara Misae's hand and put away the gourmet tablecloth amid her resentment that was so thick that it was about to turn into a black curtain.

"Okay, let's go, it's time to go to kindergarten."

After getting in the car, my back was supported by the soft seat.

Suddenly, the sleepiness that Ichinosuke had suppressed for so long came flooding out like a tide.

He closed his eyes, tilted his head to the side, lay down on the seat and fell asleep.

Turning back inadvertently, Nohara Misae looked at the sleeping Ichinosuke and asked curiously:

"Hey, what's wrong with Xiaoyi? Didn't he sleep well last night?"

Glancing at Ichinosuke, Huihara Ai said indifferently:

"Aunt, don't worry about him, he just stayed up too late last night."

"stay up?"

Nohara Miya was even more confused.

"What is he doing staying up late?"

Huiyuan Ai said speechlessly: "Watch adult programs!"

"puff!"

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Hiroshi Nohara, who was caught off guard and choked, wiped the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, and looked at Ichinosuke with eyes that were full of the meaning of looking at a fellow traveler.

Attracted by the conversation between the two, Xiaoxin curiously approached Nohara Hiroshi.

"Dad, dad, adult shows, the ones with lots of naked older sisters, right?"

Shin-chan asked Nohara Hiroshi a very important question with an innocent look on his face.

Hearing Shin-chan's question, Nohara Hiroshi looked at Shin-chan with a look of relief.

"Oh, Xiaoxin, I didn't expect you to know so much."

Being praised by Nohara Hiroshi, Shin-chan suddenly felt embarrassed.

"There, Dad, you're exaggerating."

"You mean to say it as a compliment."

“That’s what I meant.”

While the father and son were happily chatting, they didn't notice Nohara Miyako clenching her fists beside them.

"when!"

After two heavy punches, Nohara Hiroshi and Shin-chan both had big bumps on their heads.

"You two,"

Still not satisfied, Nohara Mitsue clenched her fists and said fiercely to the two of them:

"Xiao Xin, how can you watch that kind of program?"

Covering the bump on his head, Xiao Xin replied weakly:

"Yes, I understand."

Seeing Shin-chan give in, Nohara Misae calmed down a bit, then looked at Nohara Hiroshi,

"Guangzhi, you are not allowed to teach Xiaoxin and the others these weird knowledge and take them to watch these unhealthy programs."

Facing the iron fist, Nohara Hiroshi silently swallowed his bitter tears.

"Yes!"

After teaching the father and son a lesson, Nohara Misae turned around and looked at where Kazunosuke was.

Then she happened to see Haibara Ai lift Ichinosuke's head and place it on her legs so that he could sleep more comfortably.

I am happy, but also a little helpless.

"Xiao Ai, don't spoil him too much."

"Oh, Xiao Ai, you have to help me keep an eye on Xiao Yi. You absolutely cannot let him watch those unhealthy programs."

"it is good!"

Although she agreed verbally, only Haibara Ai herself knew what she was thinking.

When he was woken up, Ichinosuke found himself in the strange yet familiar Futaba Kindergarten.

Ignoring Nohara Hiroshi and his wife who were talking to the principal and the teacher,

Ichinosuke dragged Haibara Ai around the kindergarten to search for her.

"found it."

After finding the Sunflower Class classroom, I dived in.

After some selection, he chose a seat in the back row, pulled out the stool, threw himself onto the table, and began to take a nap.

As the plot unfolds, the timeline becomes disordered and the entertainment programs of Sakura Province TV station become more and more abundant.

Especially the late-night shows, Ichinosuke was able to see a lot of resources that he could never find even if he searched the Internet throughout his lifetime.

What's more, the programs during this period did not have the evil mosaics yet, and Ichinosuke received 10,000 likes.

Then, the consequence was that I slept later than a dog and was kicked awake by Xiao Ai early.

I was so sleepy on the way here.

Climbing on the table at this moment, it seemed as if I was back in the days of class in my previous life. The moment my face touched the table, the familiarity engraved in my bones suddenly surged out.

I couldn't bear it any longer and fell asleep almost instantly.

I don’t know how long time has passed,

A young female teacher, who was in her early twenties, walked in with a group of little kids.

After confirming that all the students in the Sunflower Class were present, Yoshinaga Midori clapped his hands with a smile, attracting the attention of all the children.

"Alright, alright, kids, look over here."

"I am your teacher, Midori Yoshinaga. You can call me Mr. Yoshinaga."

After introducing herself, Yoshinaga Midori began to call the children up one by one and asked them to introduce themselves.

Following Yoshinaga Midori's call, the children who had no presence at all in the original work came on stage one by one and began to introduce themselves.

More than a dozen passers-by passed by, and soon it was the turn of people that Ichinosuke knew.

"My name is... Ah Dai."

"My name is Sato Masanari."

"My name is Sakurada Nini."

"My name is Kazama Toru."

"My name is Kojima Genta, and my favorite thing is eel rice."

"My name is Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya."

"My name is Yoshida Ayumi."

"My name is Edogawa Conan, and I'm... 5 years old this year."

His ears moved, and Ichinosuke, who was half asleep, opened his hazy eyes.

Just now in his dream, he seemed to hear a very uncomfortable name.

"What a disgusting feeling. Why do I feel so uncomfortable, as if I have encountered my natural enemy?"