I'm a weird expert in Japan

It’s just like after staying at home for a month, you suddenly realize that your physical abilities have declined due to lack of exercise.

Lian looked at the white plastic bag on her arm and suddenly realized something.

Could it be——

"Here you are. I went to your class just now and didn't see you."

Just as he was thinking about these things, he felt that Gao Rou's voice was almost engraved into his DNA because of the constant bickering.

"Hmm? Is there something wrong?" Lian turned around and looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha who had an unnatural expression.

She crossed her arms as usual, holding a manila envelope in her hands.

"What are you doing? You're already in high school, and you're still jumping on stairs?"

Lian narrowed her eyes slightly, "Xiazhiqiu, have you been watching this the whole time?"

"Unfortunately, I only saw the moment you almost fell down the stairs." Shiyu brushed her hair. "I wanted to repay a drop of kindness with a spring and help you call the emergency number. But even if ００ is broken, it can regenerate. There is no need for me to worry about Shijo-kun."

"Even if it's true, I still find it horrifying when you say it." Lian's mouth twitched as he looked left and right at both sides of the corridor.

I could hear students talking in the corridor, but no one could hear them clearly because of the corner.

"Is it true?" Shiyu was just talking nonsense, she was very surprised.

“Hey…” Lian covered her crotch with both hands and stepped back shyly, “Don’t experiment on my body.”

"It really can regenerate..." Shiyu couldn't help but clear her throat and cough, "It's very convenient in every way."

"Convenient."

"After all, if it's broken, there will be no head." Shiyu covered her lips and reminded subtly.

Lian's eyebrows trembled, "Hey...what's the matter?"

"Oh, that's right." Shiyu suddenly realized.

"Don't forget your purpose..." Lian completely lost her temper.

Shiyu looked away, "It's all because of chatting with you."

"If you call that chatting, then I'm really curious about what kind of language environment you usually live in." Lian almost felt like she had lost all desire to live.

Then, the envelope that was just seen was handed to Lian.

"This is your service fee for last night. Thank you for your hard work." Shiyu smiled charmingly, which made Lian's heart tremble with fear.

"Do you have to put it that way? I'm just helping you fight monsters. Don't make it sound like you bought my virginity and are planning to be my patron." Lian stiffened his neck and complained mechanically.

"It's half a million. It's a bit expensive when you first taste it, but it's cheaper after that."

Lian stretched out her hand, intending to take the envelope and count the money, but saw Shiyu suddenly take it back.

"Do you regret it? Or do you need the money urgently?"

"I have a question for you."

"Go ahead."

"I weighed myself this morning." Shiyu had a complicated expression.

"what happened again?"

“This time there are only 25 kilograms left.”

"Half is missing?" Lian suddenly realized, "So, gods are just very casual..."

The question that had puzzled Lian just now was suddenly explained.

"Could it be that you also—"

"If my guess is correct, about half of the remaining weight has gone to me." Lian spread his hands helplessly, "No wonder my body feels a little heavy today. It can be regarded as a counterattack by the 'Feather Crab' before it was defeated."

"It went to your place..." Shiyu looked a little happy, but immediately maintained a businesslike attitude, "Can it be solved? After all, that... crab was killed by you."

"This is a curse from God, but it's not a very troublesome one. We just need to find another god to remove it." Lian stretched.

"Other gods?" Shiyu couldn't help feeling frustrated.

A single "feather crab" was enough to deal with her, but she didn't expect to have to ask for help from other gods.

"If you're worried about getting into trouble, I have a simple solution." Lian suddenly smiled strangely, "After all, the curse is on you."

"What is it?"

Lian suddenly stretched out her hand and placed it on the side of Shiyu's neck. "I am a vampire. I can eat away the curse on you by sucking your blood."

There was no warning of skin contact, especially on a slightly private part like the neck. Shiyu instinctively took a step back and avoided Lian's hand.

"Won't I become a vampire?" Shiyu was surprised and puzzled.

“You wish.” Lian turned around. “The bloodsucking used to create a follower is different from the normal bloodsucking. In the end, I don’t need to suck blood. I’m just teasing you.”

“…Um…” Shiyu covered the side of her neck.

She was wondering if her attitude just now had hurt Lian.

Even though it was just an instinctive fear of beautiful yet dangerous beings like vampires.

Lian, who is half human, half vampire, would probably mind it.

She was apparently feeling happy just now that their connection would not be severed.

"Here..." Lian took out a stack of money and handed the envelope to Shiyu, "Since the work is not done yet, I will take half of it. The rest will be settled after it is done."

"It doesn't matter about the money. We can solve it slowly later." Shiyu trusted Lian and pushed the money back.

"Okay, just take it." Lian stuffed the envelope into Shiyu's phone and took her hand.

Shiyu felt it was unnecessary and pushed the money back.

Chapter 31 Chapter 2: Kasumigaoka Utaha's Joys and Sorrows ()

The two guys who were not short of money started to be polite to each other for more than 200,000 yuan bills, just like Kong Rong giving away his pears.

"Shijo-kun, I was just about to come look for you." Teacher Hanekawa's voice sounded behind him, "But it seems like you came at a bad time."

Just as Lian and Shiyu were struggling at a remote staircase where students might pass by at any time, coincidentally, the person passing by was a teacher.

It’s still Mr. Hanekawa.

“Teacher, teacher, teacher—” Lian screamed so loudly that her voice broke.

The appearance of Hanekawa Tsubasa forced Shiyu to take the envelope, ending this act of concession.

"Don't be so surprised. I don't object to students interacting with each other." Teacher Hanekawa said with a smile, "But it's better to pay attention to the impact."

"Hey... um, teacher, you misunderstood." Lian raised her hands, "We were just talking about some business matters."

"I see." Teacher Hanekawa didn't seem to intend to ask any further questions.

Shiyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Otherwise, her behavior of giving money to Lian would be questionable no matter how you look at it if she didn't explain it clearly.

"So..." Lian put down her hand, "Teacher Hanekawa, is there something you want to talk to me about?"

"It's nothing serious." Teacher Hanekawa showed the cloth bag he was carrying. "I made too many bento boxes this morning, so I wanted to ask if Shijo-kun had eaten lunch. I can give you some."

"Really?" Lian was overjoyed.

"But it looks like Shijo-kun has already prepared lunch—" Teacher Hanekawa looked at the bag hanging on Ren's arm.

"No, this is not my lunch."

Lian stuffed the bag in her hand into Shiyu's hand at a speed that even Shiyu had no time to react to.

Then he happily pushed Teacher Hanekawa away.

"Uh……?"

It was not until the person disappeared that Shiyu came to her senses and looked at the envelope and plastic bag in her hands.

When I opened the bag, I saw that they were all very expensive things.

I gave him half of the money back, along with a not-cheap lunch.

Since she had a free meal anyway, Shiyu had no intention of wasting it, so she walked towards the only staircase leading to the rooftop.

"That guy...why is he such a lackey?"

It was the same thing when I was in bat form before, I almost went to find Mr. Hanekawa.

She looked at the envelope in her hand thoughtfully.

Anyway, Shiyu, who was originally feeling disappointed because they would lose contact after the matter was resolved, now feels that school life is starting to become a little more interesting.

The connection between money and weight does remain with him.

Shiyu's unintentional tenderness stunned the boys on both sides of the corridor. They couldn't help but wonder what good thing had happened to her today that made her look so happy.

“Ah, Shiyu-senpai—”

When I reached the door of the rooftop, I heard the enthusiastic voice of Tomoya Aki.

The hand that was holding the door handle fell back, and Shiyu turned back with mixed feelings.

I have indeed cut off the thoughts and denied my mistakes.

But that love that never sprouted did exist.

"What's up, Tomoya-kun?" Shiyu put her hands holding the bag behind her back and looked at Tomoya Aki with a cold face, "You just stood me and Sawamura up the day before yesterday, but you only remembered to look for me today. Have you already been to Sawamura's place?"

Aki Tomoya's expression suddenly became awkward, "Sorry, there was a little unexpected situation..."

"By Tomoya-kun, the unexpected situation means that you abandoned the woman you had an appointment with, went to chat up a new woman, and went on a date with her in a cafe?"

"Ah..." An Yi took a step back and shrank back, "Shiyu-senpai, how did you know? Were you in that cafe too?"

"Who knows?" Shiyu didn't intend to answer Aki Tomoya directly, "Are you looking for me today to apologize for your stand-up behavior?"

"Ah, ah..." An Yi nodded rapidly, "Of course I have to come and apologize to Shiyu-senpai, and then-"

"Want to talk about your project again?"

"Yes, yes, yes. I wanted to go find Shiyu-senpai yesterday, but you weren't even in the classroom." Amaki Tomoya added with a wry smile, "Shiyu-senpai went home really early."

"I have things to do too." Shiyu responded indifferently.

"That's right. The new book is still in the planning stage, so we need to go to the editorial department." An Yi expressed his understanding.

"I didn't find anything, Tomoya-kun."

She would not ask Aki Tomoya to be like Ren, who could detect the strange aura surrounding her at just one glance.

But at least... you should be able to sense that she's troubled by this.

However, Tomoya Aki's enthusiasm was all devoted to his own projects, and he never paid any attention to himself.

"If it's just for planning, then there's no need to say it." Shiyu blinked and looked casually at the wall elsewhere. "Saying the same thing twice will only make people suspect that the speaker didn't make it clear, or that the listener is not smart enough. Who do you think is at fault, Tomoya-kun?"

"No matter what, you don't have to be so cruel..." An Yi was depressed for a moment, but immediately cheered up, "General, you must believe me. The reason I couldn't go to the audio-visual classroom that day was because I found the heroine needed for the project. As long as-"

"Where is the heroine..." Shiyu smiled lazily.

"Yes--" An Yi was about to explain to Shiyu the special qualities of that girl in order to convince Shiyu to agree to participate in the project, but his lines were interrupted.

"Having a heroine alone is not enough." Shiyu brushed her hair, "If you want me to join in the scriptwriting, at least there must be people who can cooperate with me."

"What does Senior Shiyu mean?"

"If you can invite Kashiwagi Eri to join the club, I will join." Shiyu said, "You two are childhood sweethearts, right?"

Amaki didn't even think about the possible difficulties. "Eri said it would be absolutely no problem. I'm sure I can--"

“And then there’s the soundtrack.”

"what?"

"It's impossible for a galgame to have no background music, right?"

"What senior Shiyu means is..." Amaki Tomoya began to sweat.

Things began to become more complicated for him.

"The best script, the best artist, the best music, the best programming." Shiyu smiled, "If all these are gathered together, shouldn't we find a planner who is even better than Renye-kun?"