What does it have to do with me if they hate vests?

But the boy who looked a little sick did not make any promises, nor did he get angry because of her threats. He just spoke with interest.

"If it was the current one, he invited me to kick his ass."

Aoyama Nanami: "..."

Don't be so serious and say something that even a kindergarten kid can't be fooled by! The girl complained loudly in her heart.

"Oh, you are indeed the Blue Silver Magician!"

The girl (a high school student) who was mistaken for a model believed it and shook her ahoge with an admiring look on her face.

"Oh, you are worthy of being a cartoonist."

Mashiro Shiina (a high school student), who was pure at heart, believed it and clapped her hands in surprise.

"If it's obviously just a joke, don't believe it!" Nanami Aoyama, who was originally just complaining in her heart, couldn't help but complain out loud.

“I refused because I felt it would be troublesome to kick him,” the boy continued.

"Don't give us an explanation with an expression that says 'this really happened'!" Aoyama Nanami immediately complained: "Those two idiots really believed it!"

She felt extremely tired. Why was it that no matter it was Shiina Mashiro, or the white-haired boy who surpassed Mashiro in drawing skills at such a young age and could even become a professional cartoonist, all these geniuses had some weird problems?

Could it be that this is a common problem among geniuses?

At this moment, Qingshan Nanami suddenly felt that it was no longer difficult to accept that she had no talent...

Chapter 58: Kashiwagi Eri's True Identity

After being confused for a while, Nanami Aoyama came to her senses and realized that she seemed to have forgotten the most important thing.

"By the way, who are you guys?"

"Kukuku, you're just thinking about this now? It's too late." The girl with the eye patch made a strange pose and laughed with a hint of humor: "The cute magic painter is already ours!"

"What a mess... And Mashiro, don't take it for granted and stand on their side!"

Nanami Aoyama pulled Shiina Mashiro, who was standing next to the eye mask girl to cheer her on, back to her side. She felt that she would definitely not have to worry about low blood pressure in the future - her blood pressure had never dropped since she became Shiina Mashiro's nanny.

"excuse me."

On the contrary, the white-haired boy who had just lied that he almost kicked the British Prime Minister's ass looked polite and like a human being with common sense.

Then, Nanami Aoyama came to her senses: When did my requirements for the person I was communicating with become so low that as long as they were human, they would be fine... What kind of weird creatures are around me...

"My name is Fuyuo Kishihisa." The boy then introduced, "This is my assistant, Kotori Yui. Just like you just heard, I came here to ask Ms. Shiina for help with the painting."

"You are so good, can't you draw it yourself?"

Nanami Aoyama asked the same question as Mashiro Shiina.

"Painting is art after all, and everyone has his or her own style. For the person concerned, 'painting well' is not necessarily the most important thing, but what matters is that the style meets the requirements."

The boy replied meaningfully: "It's just like Ukiyo-e in the past. No one would deny its artistic value, but even if Hokusai Katsushika were to come back to life and draw comics in the modern era, the final result might not be much better."

"That's it..."

The simple and easy-to-understand example made it easy for Nanami Aoyama to understand what the other party meant.

Although she was somewhat dissatisfied with this guy's inexplicable appearance and involving Mashiro in strange things, the other party challenged her fairly and won, so he didn't do anything bad in essence.

It just so happens that this guy seems to be a full-time cartoonist who can be promoted at any time, which is very helpful for Mashiro's future path. If Mashiro herself has no objection, then there seems to be no need for her to be the bad guy and prevent the cooperation between the two sides.

Thinking of this, Nanami Aoyama relaxed a little.

"Then what do you want to draw?" asked Shiina Mashiro curiously.

"Light novel illustrations... but the style is a little bit demanding," the white-haired boy paused here, glanced at the confused Aoyama Nanami, and whispered to Mashiro beside him: "Is it okay to say 'that identity' here?"

Shiina Mashiro tilted his head, looking a little confused, as if he had no idea what he was talking about.

But the girl still answered seriously: "It's okay, Nanami has helped me a lot. She is the person I trust the most. I can tell her anything."

"Mashiro..." Nanami Aoyama looked at the other person with some emotion.

"It's just that the bra is a little empty."

"The last sentence is redundant!" Nanami Aoyama, who originally felt that her daughter had finally grown up because of Shiina Mashiro's words of trust, became angry and embarrassed.

“It’s so empty…” Rikka Takanashi patted her chest, seeming to be thinking about something.

"My panties are also loose."

"So don't tell anyone about this kind of thing! Especially when there are boys around!"

Because Shiina Mashiro came to the island country in a hurry, she didn't bring enough changes of clothes. In the first week, even the living expenses could not be transferred in time due to review issues at the bank. As a result, Mashiro could only wear Aoyama Nanami's clothes for two days.

As a result, her clothes that fit her well looked empty on her. Although she knew that Mashiro was more slender and delicate, her perfect and almost dreamy appearance always made Aoyama Nanami feel inferior, as if her body was a little bloated...

"Okay, we can talk about bras and panties later when we have time," the boy interrupted the interaction between the two (Aoyama Nanami: "I won't talk about it anymore!") and brought the topic back to the point, "I'll be frank, Ms. Shiina, I hope you can draw illustrations in the style of Utakai Maka, that is, Kashiwagi Eri, instead of the current rigid style."

"Kashiwagi Eri..."

Shiina Mashiro repeated the name as if chewing it over carefully, and then her expression became empty and blank: "Who is it?"

Fuyio Kishihisa: "...?"

The boy suddenly felt as if he had overlooked something.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Excuse me, can you let me see the manuscript you submitted to the comics club?"

After Shiina Mashiro replied with a "no problem", she took Aoyama Nanami to rummage through the boxes and found the previous manuscripts.

Fuyuo Kishige took the thick stack of manuscript paper and quickly began to flip through it.

After a while, he put down the manuscript, but the question marks on his face became even more intense.

"What's wrong?" Seeing his expression become unusually strange, Rikka Takanashi couldn't help but ask with concern: "Did the enemy put some despicable curse on the manuscript?"

"No, that's not the case," Dongwei Kishi shook his head, his expression and tone were indescribably complicated: "I just didn't expect..."

I didn't expect that Mashiro Shiina is not Eri Kashiwagi.

Let’s ignore the boring plot for now. Shiina Mashiro’s comics are as meticulous as her other paintings. Both the human body and the composition are top-notch. The painting skills are also different from ordinary Japanese comics. There is a unique charm. Just looking at the painting skills, you can see that it is much better than Kashiwagi Eri.

But if there were two comics drawn by Shiina Mashiro and Kashiwagi Eri respectively placed in front of Fuyuo Kishihisa, he would probably choose the latter without hesitation.

There is no other reason, it’s just astringent enough.

Eri Kashiwagi is very good at grasping sensuality and sadomasochism, especially in the recent doujinshi with long black hair and big black hair, which really captures the charm of the characters. The kind of beauty that only experienced drivers who can drift on an electric three-wheeler can master, although it is a little distorted, adds a bit of charm. It is something that a painter who only pursues "artisticity" will find it difficult to achieve in his lifetime.

Now that all suspects have been ruled out, there is no need to investigate who Kashiwagi Eri is.

"Sawamura Spencer Eriri... she's really good at hiding herself... I've run into her a few times at school, but I didn't notice anything..."

'Dongwei Anjiu' was secretly complaining in his heart.

However, compared to this, the bigger problem at hand is how to deal with the situation here.

Chapter 59

Regarding letting Shiina Mashiro draw, Shiki originally planned to find a random excuse like "there is a traitor, stop cooperation" to go back on his word.

But he thought about it carefully and felt that there was no need for this.

I will continue to draw comics under the pseudonym of Dongwei Kishi. Although Heaven's Gate is more diligent than the donkey in the production team, my drawing ability is still much weaker than his. I am only good at drawing backgrounds, but once it comes to the details of the scene, the final effect is not as good as Siji's draft, and the atmosphere is always compromised.

Unfortunately, Shiki’s pseudonym is not called Togashi, so he never had the nerve to treat a rough draft as a finished one…

Anyway, the child is interested in drawing comics now, and it would be a good choice to give her the storyboards that Heaven's Gate is not capable of handling to refine.

Who doesn't love a comic assistant who brings his own food? If you give her more work, maybe she will realize how dark and introverted the comic industry in this island country is, and give up her unrealistic dreams and go back to her oil painting career which is both leisurely and profitable?

I am making a contribution to artists, and they will thank me later!

Then Si Ji's face became kind again.

"Ms. Shiina, I've reconsidered. Although I'm acting according to the bet, I feel ashamed to be taking up your time and energy. How about this?"

He tried to make his voice sound more sincere. "It just so happens that your comics do have some shortcomings. As a fellow creator, you should know that this kind of thing can only be understood but not expressed in words. So as a reward, when I create comics, you can also watch and learn from me as an assistant, or even try it yourself. How about that?"

Before Shiina Mashiro could clarify Shiki's proposal, Aoyama Nanami couldn't help but complain: "All I can hear is that you not only want Mashiro to help you draw, but you also want to get her paintings for free and let her be your assistant for free!"

"Meanness is the passport of meanness, and nobility is the epitaph of nobility. When one embraces light in one's heart, one sees the beauty of human nature; when one fills one's heart with darkness, one sees only the meanness of human nature," Four Seasons shook his head and sighed solemnly, "A vulgar person like you cannot understand the sincerity of those of us who pursue art!"

His tone and expression were so righteous that Nanami Aoyama couldn't help but ask herself, could it be that she was too materialistic and therefore couldn't feel his sincerity?

"No," Shiina Mashiro puffed up her cheeks cutely, showing a little dissatisfaction with his friend teasing her: "Bullying Nanami."

"Then are you going to refuse my invitation?" Si Ji raised his eyebrows and asked.

Nanami Aoyama finally came to her senses and said angrily: "Of course I have to refuse!"

"Rikka, go ahead!" Shiki tilted his head.

"Understood! The Evil King's True Eye, released!"

Rikka Takanashi immediately went up and tripped Nanami Aoyama like a husky.

"Eeh?! Don't lift my skirt suddenly, are you an elementary school student?"

"Explode, reality! Shatter, spirit! Vanishment This World!"

"Aaaaah, stop rubbing it, idiot!"

Shiki shifted his gaze from the girls whose bodies were entangled with each other and whose background seemed to be full of lilies, to Shiina Mashiro, who was expressionless but watching the scene with interest, as if saying, "This can definitely be used in a manga."

He asked calmly, "So what's your answer? If you hate it, you can just refuse it."

Because it was a temporary decision made without hesitation, it was indeed easy to ask. Even if the girl really refused, Si Ji would not suffer any loss. After all, he was still thinking about how to cut ties with her.

"I," Shiina Mashiro hesitated for a moment, then nodded seriously, staring at Shiki without blinking: "I want to give it a try."

"That's good. I'll let you know when the time comes... Do you have a cell phone?" Si Ji asked.

The girl shook her head.

"Okay," he took out a small notepad and a ballpoint pen from the spine of the book, wrote down his (this vest's) phone number, tore off the notepaper and handed it to the girl: "This is my phone number, you can contact me if you have anything. If I have confirmed the draft of the new work, I will contact you directly from the public phone in Sakurasou."

"Ah."

Shiina Mashiro nodded, and when Shiki looked at Aoyama Nanami and Takanashi Rikka with relief, she solemnly put away the paper.

Instead, Shiki felt as if he saw something out of the corner of his eye, and subconsciously looked at Shiina Mashiro again. The girl looked normal, so he just thought he had seen it wrong - after all, what girl would stuff a sticky note into her panties?

The simple little brat Rikka Takanashi is naturally no match for the part-time worker Nanami Aoyama. At this time, she has been subdued by Nanami Aoyama and pressed on Shiina Mashiro's bed in a delicate posture.

Coupled with the fact that the two men's clothes were messed up during the fight, the picture is full of suggestive elements.

Shiina Mashiro, who had put away the sticky note, also happened to see this scene. She said in a daze, "Wow."

"Wait, wait a minute, it's not what you think, Mashiro..." Nanami Aoyama immediately explained in a panic.

But as soon as she let go, Rikka Takanashi started to resist again, shouting about courage, bonds, the Evil King's True Eye and so on, forcing her to suppress her again in a more ambiguous posture.

Shiina Mashiro looked at her messy bed (although it wasn't very clean and tidy), and said expressionlessly: "It's okay, Nanami, just don't get the bed wet."

As she said this, she clenched her little fist in front of her chest and made a gesture of encouragement to the other party, which made Aoyama Nanami feel like crying.

"Alright Rikka, that's enough, we need to leave now."

In the end, it was Shiki who stopped Rikka Takanashi from resisting in vain.

But then he looked at Nanami Aoyama again.

The girl felt uncomfortable with his meaningful look: "What?"

"As someone who has been through this, I sincerely suggest that you take a good rest for two days." Si Ji said seriously.

"what?"

Aoyama Nanami showed a puzzled look: "I'm fine!"

But Shiki didn't say much. He just called Rikka Takanashi and left in a hurry like the wind, just like when he came.

"Nanami..." Shiina Mashiro looked at her worriedly.

"Don't believe that guy's alarmist words," the girl, whose part-time job and voice actor school schedule have occupied almost all of her rest time, smiled and comforted him, "I'm not tired at all."

Fishing and playing cards

Fishing and playing cards

Editor: "You are going to put it on the shelves, remember to write a thank you note."