They are really too low!

In other words, if someone acquires the "public speaking" skill in the future, does that mean they can hypnotize a group of people?

Hoshino thought for a moment and concluded that hypnosis was probably a special skill, and "speech" was likely just a way to make him a down-on-his-luck art student.

……

As darkness fell, Kasugano Sora finished her shower and found Hoshino Mi still practicing guitar in the study.

"Brother, aren't you going to rest for a bit?"

Hoshino glanced back and saw that Kasugano Sora's hair was a little wet, and she was drying it with a towel. This is a habit of many girls, because they are worried that using a hairdryer will damage their hair, so they usually clean it with a towel and then wait for it to air dry.

"What time is it now?" Hoshino put down his guitar and belatedly realized that his fingers were aching slightly. He should buy some finger guards next time.

“It’s almost 7 p.m., and my brother has been practicing for three hours.” Kasugano Sora saw him put down his guitar and naturally walked over, sitting sideways on his lap.

Hoshino wanted to help her dry her hair, but she grabbed Hoshino's right hand and looked at it carefully.

"Does it hurt?" Kasugano Sora felt a little sorry for Hoshino Mi's fingers, which had red marks.

"It hurts, it hurts so much." Hoshino blinked.

"It's your own fault for being in pain, brother. You're just looking for trouble." Kasugano Sora gave him a light punch, then grabbed his right hand and gently blew on it, "Ouch, fly away~"

Hoshino felt less pain. The soft, squishy girl was sitting in his lap, smelling wonderful, and she was blowing on him so earnestly. It felt like he would have no regrets even if he were to die right now.

"Practice time is over for today, don't touch your broken guitar." Kasugano Sora placed Hoshino Mi's right hand on her lower abdomen as if it were a precious treasure, not letting Hoshino Mi take it away.

She was also wearing Hoshino Mi's long T-shirt today. The clothes were originally a bit loose, and as she pressed down on Hoshino Mi's palm, her plump little bunnies softly pushed against her chest, and you could vaguely see the girl's waistline.

Below, she wore white hot pants. Because of her side-sitting posture, her two slender and shapely legs were draped over Hoshino Mi's thighs. Both her fair thighs and slender calves were clearly visible.

I don’t know when it started, but Kasugano Sora has been wearing Hoshino Mi’s clothes as pajamas, even though she has her own pajamas.

She placed Hoshino Mi's right hand on her lower abdomen, allowing Hoshino Mi to wrap his arms around her slender waist. Her waist was so light and soft that it was just the right size to hold her with one hand.

Hoshino shrank back awkwardly. He sensed that the girl wasn't wearing any underwear and was trying to avoid his gaze, otherwise she would react strangely.

If he were to reveal this to Kasugano Sora, his days as the older brother would probably be over.

Kasugano Sora was completely unaware of Hoshino Mi's reaction. She was already used to this kind of physical contact with Hoshino Mi. Being able to have such intimate contact was a privilege reserved for her younger sister, something that no childhood friend could compare to.

Just as Kasugano Sora was thinking of someone, Hoshino Mi's cell phone rang.

The two looked at each other, and Kasugano Sora gave a sweet smile.

"Don't worry about me, after all, it's a call to Jian."

She started calling him by his first name again, which annoyed Hoshino. This younger sister never even bothered to pretend.

Hoshino picked up her phone and was somewhat surprised to see that it was Eriri calling.

"Good evening, Eriri." Hoshino answered the phone, glancing at Kasugano Sora.

Kasugano Sora blushed slightly. Oh dear, it was Eriri, that idiot, who almost made her angry with her brother again.

“Of course I’m staying home during spring break, why would I go anywhere?” Hoshino paused. “If you’re asking about Sora, she’s definitely with me right now…”

"Brother, the area you touched feels a little warm."

Kasugano Sora blushed inexplicably, leaned against Hoshino Mi, and interrupted Hoshino Mi and Eriri's conversation with a sweet voice.

Hoshino paused, and Eriri on the other side seemed to fall silent for a moment as well.

"No, what are you two doing?!"

Chapter Thirty-Three: She's Not the Victim at All

Eriri has been working on her manuscript these days.

Yes, she is a cartoonist.

As a seasoned anime and manga enthusiast, Eriri inevitably suffered from this influence and dreamed of creating a truly authentic anime and manga masterpiece since childhood.

Eriri had been interested in drawing since she was a child and had been practicing her drawing skills diligently. In particular, when she discovered two years ago that Hoshino Mi was able to publish a light novel, it further aroused the girl's creative desire.

So she secretly submitted her work to various magazines without Hoshino's knowledge, hoping to realize her dream and show it off to Hoshino after it was published.

Unfortunately, every single magazine rejected Eriri without exception.

Eriri was furious. Her art style and writing skills were clearly amazing, but the other party rejected her with lame excuses like "the story is no good," "it has no selling points," and "it's useless except for being erotic."

Damn it, you'll regret this sooner or later!

Since these guys look down on her, let's meet at the top together in the future!

Not long after, Eriri went into the adult entertainment industry.

No, we can't say she went into the adult entertainment industry. She used to draw risqué content on Twitter.

Eriri simply took it a step further and started drawing the popular little doujinshi.

Her reasoning was sound: once she finished practicing with the little notebook, she would go ashore and wipe out all the guys who looked down on her!

With this in mind, Eriri, using the pen name "Eri Kashiwagi," officially debuted in the dark industry.

To be honest, Eriri initially just intended to practice, but she didn't expect to get so hooked on drawing and accidentally become a well-known figure in the industry, a regular guest at anime conventions.

Of course, this frequent guest is not Eriri herself, but her notebook.

Now that things have come to this, Eriri realizes she can't go back. The praise from her fans alone is enough to make the girl feel elated.

"The artist's art style is so exquisite! That pose, that gaze, it's divine!", "The female lead is so cute!", "No new work by Kashiwagi-sensei??", "As expected of a die-hard childhood sweetheart, this is so delicious!"...

Eriri would secretly read the fans' comments every day. When she saw someone praising her, she would smile. When she saw someone insulting her, she would switch to a secondary account and retaliate fiercely. She had a lot of fun.

I feel especially happy when I see someone praising my childhood sweetheart.

Because what she drew was a small notebook about childhood sweethearts.

Ahem, of course she wasn't drawing herself and Hoshino Mi; she was simply drawing her childhood friend.

For example, there's the arrogant childhood sweetheart who provokes the male lead and gets a severe lesson from him; or the effeminate childhood sweetheart who provokes the male lead and gets a beating from him; and even the silly and cute childhood sweetheart who gets tricked by the male lead into having five children.

In any case, no matter what kind of childhood sweethearts they are, in Eriri's writing, they can only be bullied by the male protagonist. First, they are teased in various ways, and finally, there is a pure love ending.

Eriri is very satisfied with her work because she only draws humiliation-themed doujinshi about childhood friends, and she is known in the industry as the "Master of Childhood Friend Criticism".

However, the more Eriri drew, the less she dared to reveal anything to Hoshino.

If Hoshino found out that he was a rising star in the dark arts world, his life as his childhood friend would probably be over.

Eriri was also a little curious, wondering if Hoshino would have any strange feelings towards her when he saw her little notebook. Then he pressed her down and asked her with a half-smile if she wanted to give him a demonstration.

Goo... Slaughter her!

Eriri covered her burning cheeks, feeling incredibly ashamed, yet strangely expectant. What on earth was this all about?!

No, no, she still needs to finish her manuscript!

The reason Eriri didn't go to Hoshino's house during spring break was because she was really in a rush to finish her manuscript. She wanted to draw more during spring break, otherwise she wouldn't be able to put together a complete portfolio for the summer commercial.

Therefore, although Eriri knew that Kasugano Sora would likely pester Hoshino Mi during spring break, she could only comfort herself that it was no big deal.

Anyway, Kasugano Sora has been bothering Hoshino Mi for quite some time now, and she hasn't seen Hoshino Mi make a move against Kasugano Sora, which means there's no need to worry about it.

After all, if Hoshino Mi were to make a move against Kasugano Sora, Eriri felt it would be better to make a move against her instead, since her looks and figure weren't much worse than Kasugano Sora's!

Moreover, she is of British and Japanese descent!

A beautiful girl with blonde twin tails! Who wouldn't love such an adorable girl!

As for Kasugano Sora, she is at best a minor character who uses the guise of being a younger sister to deceive herself and feel smug about it.

Hmph, but once she wins over Hoshino Mi, she'll generously accept this little sister.

Eriri was wearing loose sportswear and glasses. Her legs were together, and her bare feet, which were not wearing socks, were on the chair. Rather than sitting, she was squatting on the chair, which was far from ladylike.

Eriri stopped drawing halfway through, a troubled look on her face.

Damn it, even a painter as talented as her has moments of creative block!

No, no, no, she's not a deadpan artist; she's simply tired of drawing and doesn't have that urge to create anymore.

Actually, this won't affect Eriri. It's just a thin book, as long as it's interesting to read, who cares about the story or the characters?

However, Eriri cares a lot.

A thin, impulsive manuscript should not be produced by the author; such a work is meaningless!

Eriri gritted her teeth. At this point, she could only try to find some inspiration on the fly!

Soon, Eriri skillfully dialed Hoshino Mi's number.

Good evening, Eriri.

Hearing the familiar voice, Eriri felt somewhat content. Even though she couldn't see Hoshino Mi's face right now, being able to hear his voice made her quite happy.

"What are you doing?" Eriri hugged her legs, her eyes fixed on the computer screen. "Did you go out for spring break?"

"Spring break is obviously at home, why would I go anywhere?"

"Hmph, I knew it would be like this. Has Xiao Qiong been sticking to you while you play games these past few days?"

"If you're asking about Qiong, she is indeed by my side right now..."

Just as Hoshino was speaking, Eriri suddenly heard Kasugano Sora's voice.

"Brother, the area you touched feels a little warm."

Eriri's smile froze instantly. It sounded a bit cloying, like a girl's voice when she was moved and couldn't help but act coquettishly.

"Mmm... Brother's hands are so big... Waaah... I think I touched them..."

In an instant, Kasugano Sora's soft panting reached Eriri through the phone.

Eriri's eyes widened. "Wait, what were you doing while she was away?!"

"Wait a minute! What are you two doing?!" Eriri was furious. You two are siblings! Even if you're not really siblings, doing this kind of thing is still wrong!

"No, I didn't do anything. Sora was just sitting on me." Hoshino seemed to be stopping something. "Sora, don't move."

"Huh?" Eriri's face turned red with anger. "What do you mean you just sat on me? Don't say things that are so easy to misunderstand. At least explain yourself clearly!"

"Ugh...no, no...I really was just sitting on him, I didn't do anything." Kasugano Sora gasped, "Don't misunderstand, Eriri, he's been practicing guitar all day, and I was...warming him...blowing on him...his hand...his hand touched me again..."

After she finished speaking, Hoshino Mi's voice could still be faintly heard, as if she was telling Kasugano Sora not to move around.

Eriri's small hand holding the phone was trembling; she was all too familiar with this kind of scenario!

On the surface, they're doing XX, but actually they're just putting on an act in front of the victim, right?

Besides, what kind of lame reason is it to practice guitar? She had never heard of Hoshino Mi being interested in guitar before!

"I wasn't touching you randomly, didn't you grab it yourself?"

"But...didn't my brother also find it comfortable to put his hands here?"

"It does feel a little comfortable, but I was just touching your belly."

"Mmm...that's right...Eri, brother was just touching my tummy...there's nothing there, waah..."

"Stop pretending, especially that guy." Eriri interrupted Kasugano Sora expressionlessly. "Your acting is terrible. You're just clinging to Zaimi. Don't think you can fool me like that."

Yes, she would never believe that Hoshino Mi would actually attack Kasugano Sora; Kasugano Sora was definitely just trying to annoy her.

However, after waiting for a while, Eriri still didn't hear a response from the other side, only a soft breathing sound.

Immediately afterwards, the other end of the phone hung up.

Eriri was stunned, a strange emotion suddenly rising in her heart. Could it be that the other side was real?

Haha, impossible, absolutely impossible.

If Hoshino really wanted to take action, wouldn't it be more convenient for her, her childhood friend?

Eriri comforted herself, seemingly ignoring the fact that the two people opposite her were living together.

Damn it, it's impossible to ignore!

Eriri gritted her teeth. No, no, she's so cute, how could she possibly be the victim!

At that moment, her phone vibrated slightly, displaying a message from Hoshino Mi.

Eriri glanced at it, subconsciously letting out a sigh of relief, followed by a surge of annoyance.

Because what the other side sent was a selfie.