My avatar is the heroine

"Ah... okay, okay."

Beep, beep, beep...

After hanging up the phone, Su Lin didn't waste a minute and let Mashiro-chan set off immediately.

Leaving her home, she followed the path she remembered to the front of the Yaoyorozu family's enormous villa. She didn't show the same signs of exhaustion as Sora. This proved that Shiina Mashiro's physical condition was much better than Sora's.

A gentle breeze blew by, causing her long, light yellow hair to sway softly. Zhenbai exuded the unique fragrance of a young girl; her slender waist and the smooth, white legs beneath her short skirt were a perfect match, and combined with her beautiful face, she was stunning at first glance.

Just as I was about to press the doorbell, the machine in front of me displayed the voice of "Eight Million".

"Hello, who are you?"

Mashiro tossed her flowing long hair and said lazily, "Su Lin."

"Pfft~~"

The sound of water spraying came from the loudspeaker.

"Wait, I'll open the door for you right away."

The iron gate opened quickly, and Mashiro immediately entered Yaoyorozu's house. This was probably the second time she had been to a place like this.

"I'm happy, but why did you suddenly come to my house to paint?" Yaoyorozu asked curiously.

"Of course, it's to make money off you."

This straightforward answer instantly froze Yaobai's expression.

"Haha... Well, the studio is on the second floor. Please come up with me."

Following Yaobai to a private art studio with an area of ​​several hundred square meters, Masashi's eyelids twitched wildly a few times.

"Local tycoon!"

Just how rich does one have to be to make their personal art studio this big? It's absolutely outrageous.

"Haha, it's nothing special. These days, the truly wealthy people are building highways inside their houses."

"..."

Mashiro-chan didn't pay attention to Yaoyorozu's words, blankly muttered "drawing", then threw off her coat and went to the easel.

"Let's draw All Might."

"Eh?"

At this moment, Mashiro seemed to be the embodiment of the master painter's soul. She leaned back in her chair, gently took off her shoes, and then placed her legs on the chair.

Her expression was incredibly focused, and the paintbrush in her hand seemed to have a soul, automatically outlining the most beautiful lines.

A few minutes later, because the indoor temperature was too high, Mashiro-chan directly ripped open her snow-white shirt and underwear, and then took off her skirt in front of Yaoyorozu.

"..."

"Ugh, it's so hot. Aren't you going to turn on the air conditioning?"

With a casual flick of her wrist, the skirt flew directly onto Eight Million's face.

"You, you, you..." Eight Million was completely dumbfounded.

swoosh~

Before she could react, the panties left Mashiro's hand and slapped Yaoyorozu's face in the same way.

Chapter 77 Uncle Ou's Ordinary Life

"Aaaaaah, Su Lin, what are you doing?!?!"

He grabbed the panties off his face, and Yaoyorozu's face turned red with embarrassment, yet he couldn't bring himself to be angry.

Is this goofy guy in front of me really my class monitor? Why has he turned out like this?

"Hmm?" Mashiro turned her head and looked at her in confusion. It was indeed quite hot in the room, and a bead of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"I've already turned on the air conditioning, but this room is a bit big, so it'll take a while to cool down. Hurry up and put your clothes on, don't be completely naked in front of me!!"

Panties actually smell good... No, Yaoyorozu feels like she's being led astray.

"I don't want to wear it."

Shiina Mashiro yawned lazily and continued drawing on the paper.

In an instant, her demeanor changed drastically, and even Yaobai had the illusion that she was a great painter in front of him.

With her hands wrapped around her knees, her long, light yellow hair cascading over her snow-white body, a wondrous light shone in her eyes, and with just a few strokes, she created a lifelike scene.

The painting depicts All Might with his back turned, his face turned towards the distant sunset. Despite his imposing stature, he exudes a sense of melancholy that is difficult to describe.

This is a scene from a point in the future, something Mashiro had seen in an anime before.

How many people in this world know that the No. 1 they rely on and are proud of, the strongest hero who always brings people peace of mind with his hearty laughter, is actually already overwhelmed?

Years ago, in his battle against All For One, All Might suffered a severe abdominal wound, leaving him barely able to stand. His assistant, the hero with the precognitive Quirk, Nighteye, learned that All Might would die in a battle several years later. He advised All Might to give up on saving him, to live a peaceful life as an ordinary person, and enjoy his remaining years. Because even if All Might retired, another No. 1 would soon emerge to take his place as the supreme symbol and continue the fight. Even if there was temporary turmoil, it wouldn't have a significant impact.

But All Might asks, "How many people will live in fear during this moment?"

And so, even knowing that he would die in a terrible battle in a way that was beyond description, he had no regrets. Every day, he used his muscular quirk, which he could only maintain for a few hours, to contribute to the world.

Even when everyone else is crying, he will laugh heartily and shout with heartwarming words, "It's okay, because I'm here!"

……

Ba Baiwan stared blankly at the contents of the painting.

Because Shiina Mashiro truly poured her own feelings into it.

Not to mention her exceptional drawing skills, which allowed her to perfectly recreate every detail of the muscular All Might.

"You...are you really Su Lin?"

Yaoyorozu was stunned and involuntarily moved closer.

Mashiro's drawing is absolutely stunning; even women would be amazed by her elegant and composed demeanor.

"Do not bother me."

Mashiro raised one foot and stomped directly on Yaoyorozu's face.

"Ahhh!" Yaoyorozu blushed and waved her hand, slapping open Mashiro's legs, causing her to lose her balance and fall off the chair.

"not good."

Eight million immediately rushed forward and caught her.

The two embraced. Shiina Mashiro's gaze was completely unremarkable, her eyes fixed only on her own drawing, while Yaoyorozu's face was already flushed crimson.

"you you you……"

To be honest, in this situation, she had no idea who was taking advantage of whom. She knew that Su Lin was actually a man, and being hugged by a girl like this was a huge advantage for him, but... why did she feel like she was the one who had done something terribly wrong?

Especially Mashiro's pure and innocent eyes.

……

Meanwhile, Su Lin's true form at home covered her face.

Although I had a premonition, I never expected it to develop to this extent. The thoughts in Mashiro's head are indeed his, but now, he is truly naive and cares about nothing but drawing. This is probably what is called a side effect.

I finished drawing it quietly, which took only three hours in total, and it was already getting dark.

Shiina Mashiro yawned lazily, crawled onto the ground, curled up into a ball, and began to sleep.

"Hey, hey, don't sleep on the floor! There's a room next door." Yaoyorozu was so annoyed that she simply picked up Mashiro-chan, walked several dozen meters, and put her on the soft bed.

The lovely girl quickly wrapped herself in the blanket, then rubbed against Yaobai's hand and made a soft "meow" sound, just like a lazy kitten.

"My God, she's so cute!" Although he didn't want to admit it, Yaoyorozu couldn't help but pat her head and whisper, "Sweetie, sleep well."

And so, Mashiro slowly closed her eyes and drifted into a sweet dream.

"Hu~~"

Ba Bai wiped away a cold sweat, feeling that something was amiss.

"Is this really Su Lin?"

He hurriedly made a call, and the call was quickly answered by the other end.

"Um, Su Lin-chan, you..."

"Sorry, I was being cute with you just now."

Eight million hundred: "..."

Damn, it's true.

I almost dropped my phone because of the eight million.

"Cough cough, I definitely didn't mean to... well, you could say I did, but once I used that body, it just happened naturally."

It's completely out of control.

"I understand, I understand." Eight Million took out a tissue and wiped his forehead.

So what exactly did you understand?

Su Lin took a deep breath and said, "Did you see that painting?"

"Which one?" Yaoyorozu paused for a moment, then the image of All Might in the painting flashed through her mind, and she immediately exclaimed excitedly, "It's so beautiful! Did you really paint this?"

"Of course, you name your price."

"???"

"I'll sell it to you."

"This..." It really is going to sell for money. Eight million yen. She didn't know what to say. Thinking of the cute girl in the room and the captivating presence of All Might in the painting, she felt that she... couldn't refuse.

"How about 100 million?"

"Pfft~~"

"Hey? Su Lin, what's wrong? Do you think the money isn't enough? What about 1 million?"

"Pfft~~~~~"

On the other end, Su Lin felt a dull pain in his chest.

"Wait, don't speak yet, let me calm down."

1 million, converted to RMB before time travel, is about 60 RMB... right?

Chapter 78 The Real Misunderstanding

"Then... how about one hundred million? I'm sorry, Su Lin-chan, I really don't understand art, so I can't comprehend the price of a painting. Please don't be angry if I ask for too low."

Eight million was an unimaginable number, and Su Lin on the other side was practically suffocating upon hearing it.

"No, no, I don't need that much. Just give me some living expenses. I have a bunch of adorable clones at home who are starving. At least I can't let them go hungry." Su Lin's tone was helpless.

"That sounds so pitiful." Eight Million felt a pang of sympathy for him. "Then let's do this. I'll transfer 1000 million to you right now. If it's not enough, just ask me for more."

"Thank you very much."

After hanging up the phone, Su Lin let out a long sigh and sat on the bed.

Sure enough, not long after, Su Lin received a text message on his phone confirming that 1000 million yuan had been deposited into his account. He was so excited that his hand trembled, and he almost dropped the phone.

……

That evening, at the home of eight million.

"Mother, please don't go in. There's really nothing inside."

With his arms outstretched, blocking the view in front of the enormous room, Yaobaiyu wore an awkward smile.

The noblewoman before her was expressionless; it was her mother. However, her gaze was fixed on the door, carrying an indescribable air of authority.

"I don't believe it. If there really wasn't a problem, why would you be so sneaky and lock the door from the inside?"

"Mother, it's true, there really is nothing inside."

Eight Millionaire's face and tone became increasingly guilty, sounding very weak no matter how you looked at it.

This made the mother on the other end of the line even more suspicious, and her expression turned serious: "Tell me, did you bring a man back from outside?"

"No, no, how could that be? You've misunderstood. How could I..."