In Tokyo, collecting rent starts with my wife

Haruhi couldn't help but shake his head when he heard this. He unconsciously put his arm around his wife's soft shoulders and said softly,

"It's okay, the future will definitely get better and better."

Onodera Reiko leaned on Kasuga's shoulder. Even though they had only known each other for about a week and the boy was still so young, she didn't know why, but she felt at ease.

Maybe they provided me with free accommodation and food when I only had 500 yen left?

Or...buy yourself a suitable nightgown? An apron?

I don't know. Although the time was short, he stood up and lent a helping hand when Onodera Reiko was most confused and helpless after she came to Tokyo. This has nothing to do with age...

"My hometown is in Muhai Fishery. People in the village make a living by breeding and fishing. However, every family has sufficient manpower. However, we are the only three women left in our family. Without the help of men, we can't go out to sea. My mother sells local specialties to tourists at the beach, and our family can barely make ends meet..."

It seems a little sad. Tonight, Onodera Reiko wants to say more, and Kasuga Youran is listening quietly beside her.

"But our place is not a tourist attraction. There are only so many tourists every day. My mother can handle it all by herself. Then, I thought about coming to a big city to see if there are more opportunities to make money. As a result, after I came here, I found that I couldn't do anything without a degree..."

As she was talking, the lady looked very disappointed. Haruhi sighed and consoled her.

"It's okay, it's fine like this now."

Onodera Reiko turned her head to look at Kasuga, her rosy little mouth slightly opened.

"Thank you, Haruhi."

As she spoke, the lady took the initiative to put her arms around Haruhi's neck and gave her a sweet kiss.

This is the first time my wife has been so proactive.

Very sweet, soft and delicious.

Yes, it is very good now. I basically don’t have to pay for food and accommodation. The two most expensive items in life have been solved. As long as my wife doesn’t buy things indiscriminately and spend money indiscriminately, the amount that can be saved in a month will be considerable.

It’s not that the salary is high, but that the expenses are low.

For my wife, everything is satisfactory.

As they were kissing, Haruhi's big hands pulled the small sling aside. Rika must have never lacked food when she was a child.

It’s so nutritious, but now it’s Chun Ri who is enjoying it leisurely.

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Chapter 43 Helping Misaki Saki find inspiration

night,

The world seemed to have fallen into an eerie silence, especially in the residential communities, which were terrifyingly quiet.

The main reason is that the island country is currently lacking a group of people - the aunties who dance in the square.

The liveliness only exists in izakayas and karaoke bars and has nothing to do with the streets and parks at night.

All the lights in the villa have been turned off, and the only room with lighting is tightly covered by curtains, with only a few traces of light showing through the gaps.

"oops!!!"

On the desk, Saki Misaki, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, scratched her hair in annoyance, and finally crumpled the picture in front of her into a ball and threw it on the ground.

The drawing paper rolled twice on the ground, and finally leaned against its companion, forcing it to brake.

A messy table, a messy floor, and paper balls everywhere.

Saki Misaki picked up the pencil again and began to write and draw on the new paper. As for why she didn't use a tablet?

When inspiration comes, it doesn't matter. When there is no inspiration, she is afraid that she will break the tablet if she can't help it.

As a full-time painter,

The first thing I hate is that my work doesn’t perform well.

The second thing I hate is the state of having no inspiration. If you add one more condition, that the deadline is approaching, then the second one will be promoted to the first one.

This is the state Misaki Saki is in now.

No inspiration!!! Seriously!!!

There is no soul in the paintings.

In other words, these were all drawn by her based on her own understanding and thinking. Without experience or the ability to see it with her own eyes, she simply couldn't draw it.

In the end, Misaki Saki threw her paintbrush aside and slumped down on the chair with a look of despair.

Why did I move? I thought that maybe I could get some inspiration by moving to a new place. But I didn’t expect that…

Staring blankly at the ceiling, I felt that the path to becoming a god was getting further and further away from me...

Want to cry...

Suddenly, Misaki Saki felt that she was in a difficult situation.

Wouldn't it be better if I could have a man look at my work and give me some advice?

The little girl did it right away. She sat up from the chair, picked up the drawings beside her, and ran out of the bedroom with her short legs.

The corridor was pitch black, and the entire villa was plunged into an eerie silence. There was no time to be afraid. As if looking for a savior, Misaki Saki ran to the door of Haruhi's room with the drawing in her arms.

"Bang bang bang."

I knocked on the door gently and waited for a while before the door was opened. Haruhi, shirtless and wearing only a pair of shorts, appeared at the door.

The beautiful boy yawned, looking drowsy, and glanced at the girl in front of him, asking with some lack of energy,

"What do you want from me?"

In a word, he yawned three times in a row. At this point in time, he was sleepy and was just about to fall asleep.

Misaki Saki couldn't help swallowing her saliva. The boy's abdominal muscles were so close to her, and she subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch them, but she was awakened by the boy's voice.

At this time, the girl finally came to her senses, then raised her head pitifully and looked at the boy.

"Haruhi..."

The voice was very pitiful, and seemed to carry a little bit of grievance.

..........

"So, you want me to help you with the manuscript?"

The soft light in the bedroom illuminates the room.

The fat cat was still lying in the hammock, and the noise outside could not disturb his sleep at all.

Haruhi sat leisurely on the chair, holding a stack of drawing paper in her hand, and looked at the girl in front of her curiously.

"Uh-huh!"

Misaki Saki nodded vigorously and looked at the boy expectantly.

“I’d like to know more of my readers’ suggestions.”

"Okay, let me take a look."

Haruhi looked at the drawing paper in her hand leisurely and felt very strange.

Not to mention reading the book in front of the beautiful girl, what's outrageous is that the beautiful girl is the author of this book, and she actually wants me to help make suggestions for revisions?

Brand new version, brand new experience.

Kasuga Youran was also watching very seriously.

The kind and upright Kasuga-kun will always do his best to fulfill the requests of others!

Including reading the book seriously.

One page, two pages, three pages......

Kasuga Youran carefully studied every curve and word, and sometimes even went back to look at it again.

Finally, after looking at the last piece of drawing paper, Haruhi leisurely put the draft away.

Misaki Saki's two big eyes were full of anticipation, sparkling.

"How about it?"

The little girl who was looking forward to being praised by her parents had a similar expression to Onodera Rika just now, or maybe they were very similar, the biggest difference was probably their age. One was legal, the other...

"Um......."

Haruhi thought about it leisurely.

Misaki Saki's face is now closer, as if she wants to hear good news from the boy.

Looking at the girl who was eager for encouragement, Kasuga Youran felt a little embarrassed and decided to throw the question to Misaki Saki.

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Ah?"

Misaki Saki was a little stunned by what Kasuga said, then she reacted and said as expected,

"Of course you want to hear the truth?"

"Oh well."

The girl made her own choice, so Haruhi no longer felt burdened. She cleared her throat and spoke slowly.

"Let me explain point by point. First of all, your drawing skills are very good. I have been reading books for more than ten years, and I rarely see such fine workmanship. Even though it is just a rough draft now, I can still see it from it."

Indeed, although it is just a draft, Misaki Saki has portrayed the image and clothing of the beautiful girl protagonist in the picture very well, and it looks beautiful.

"Of course! I've been studying for several years!!"

Hearing the praise, Misaki Saki raised her little head and said proudly.

"Well, just listen to me first."

Kasuga Youran told the girl not to be happy too soon, and continued with her comments as a senior comic fan.

"Although the painting style is very good and suits my taste, the plot and the visuals are really bad. There is no feeling at all. It's very stiff. I can't put myself into it. Moreover, your painting is not vivid at all!"

How happy I was just now, how disappointed I am now, as if I had fallen from heaven to earth in an instant.

"Really, you don't feel anything at all?"

Misaki Saki stretched out her fingers and asked tentatively, "Is it because you are too sleepy?"

For a great painter, if a work cannot arouse the reader's interest, it is undoubtedly an extremely failed work.

"I'm sober now, and do I look like I have desires?"

Haruhi said calmly,

Haruhi had just been dealt with by his wife in the living room not long ago. Now he looked like a giant Buddha, emitting a holy glow.

"I'm not as interested in it as I am in you."

At this time, Misaki Saki was wearing a small white vest, and her skin exposed outside was slender and white, and underneath was the same little bear as the mission reward?

It seems that the little girl likes this style very much.

"Is it that bad?" Misaki Saki seemed a little shocked.

At this time, Kasuga Youran also remembered that there was still a wish list that had not been completed today, so could she help Misaki Saki find inspiration?

"Ahem, actually, I feel like you could use some more experience and common sense."

"Experience?" Misaki Saki sighed, "I just lack inspiration right now. I can't think of anything else."

She also knew that her current painting skills were very poor, otherwise she would not have come to find Kasuga Youran.

Just as Haruhi was about to take out his private collection and give it to the girl, letting her go back to study alone at night,

Suddenly, Misaki Saki muttered irritably,

"Ouch, that's annoying!"

Then she threw herself into the boy's arms.

"Haruhi, can you help me?"

She raised her little head, blinked her big eyes and said in a sweet voice.

"help you?"

Haruhi thought about it for a while, then nodded.