The peaceful daily life of the heroine in the other world

"What do you mean by silly laughter? Isn't it normal to have some fun when friends come to your house for the first time?" Kana Nakamura raised her eyebrows.

"Is this your first time?" Amemiya still didn't believe it.

After all, this guy usually looks very casual and can chat with anyone in the class.

"Don't say it so weirdly!" The white-haired girl got carried away. "Besides, don't I look like someone with very few friends? I'm just some nerdy otaku!"

"Not really." Amamiya said honestly, "Among the cartoonists I know, you are definitely the most realistic one."

"Koyumi knows a lot of cartoonists?" The white-haired loli suddenly glared.

Amamiya shook her head, "Just you."

"Oh, so that's why you're so sure? Cunning."

Following her into the elevator on the first floor, Amamiya watched Kana Nakamura press the button for the 31st floor.

As I watched the numbers slowly jump, the entire elevator was very quiet and the sound of the machinery running was almost inaudible.

In the quiet environment, Nakamura Kana leaned against the wall and looked at the cold girl who stood straight and expressionless. She couldn't help but think of the conversation just now and muttered softly, "Xiao Yumiya, actually... I don't have many friends."

"Although I've found many classmates to talk to over the years, most of them are just average friends. Chatting and bragging is fine, but when it comes to deep conversation, there's actually nothing to talk about. I don't have a single close friend."

"Nakamura Kana" has no friends...

Her classmates in junior high and high school might not believe this, because in their impression, she should be very popular.

"I don't quite believe it." Yu Gongyi shook her head.

Nakamura Kana waved her hands helplessly. "Actually, I don't believe it myself. I also think I should be very popular. After all, I hold so many titles in Shanghai, such as manga artist and light novel writer, and my achievements are also acceptable. I should be a popular figure among my peers."

"But, when we went on a school trip in my third year of junior high, the students around me gathered in groups and walked around. I kept running around in all these small groups, trying to find one to join, but I couldn't get a word in anywhere."

"I searched for a long time but couldn't find a friend to walk the whole journey with. In the end, I spent three days alone in a hotel playing on my phone and no one invited me out to play."

"I suddenly realized that I might not be as popular as I thought."

"Maybe it's just a coincidence." Amamiya Yi said.

"No, there was another one that was even more extreme."

The white-haired girl said speechlessly, "When I graduated from junior high school, I was sick and didn't go. After everyone took graduation photos, they ran hand in hand to sing karaoke and have a graduation party. In the end, only one person noticed that I was absent."

"Is that person your good friend?" Yu Gongyi frowned.

"No, that person is our class monitor. I don't know him well." Nakamura Kana shook her head. "He discovered I hadn't paid when he was collecting the money, so he called to ask if I was using the restroom. Only then did he realize I was absent due to illness."

"It sounds a bit pitiful." Amamiya said softly, her eyes slightly lowered.

She thought of the former Amamiya Yi, who spent her entire middle school years alone and had almost no communication with anyone.

The white-haired girl looked at her seemingly sad expression and couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth and said, "That was the pitiful me in the past. I am different now. I have good friends now."

Yu Gongyi was slightly stunned, "Who?"

Nakamura Kana raised an eyebrow and said, "Guess what you want. If you guess right, there's a prize!"

Many figures in the class suddenly appeared in Amamiya Yi's mind.

She thought of many people in an instant, but even though she remembered everything that happened around her, she still couldn't think of any particularly good friend of Kana Nakamura.

This girl seems to be able to chat with everyone, but she always seems a little distant, as if there is such a person around everyone, but she is always a little vague and hard to remember.

The number stopped at the red 31.

The elevator door slowly opened without a ring.

The elevator in this high-end apartment is different from ordinary passenger elevators. There is no particularly obvious braking feeling, and even when it stops, it often stops silently.

And Amamiya Yi continued to stand there, still wondering who the other person was.

"Hey, it looks like Xiao Yugong won't get the reward."

The petite girl put her hands on her hips and couldn't help but sigh, "Even if I give you a chance, you're useless!"

Amamiya Yi came back to her senses and couldn't help but look at her with a frown, and asked in a rather unconvinced manner.

"Any hints?"

"Yes, come closer."

Upon hearing this, Amemiya Yi walked up to Nakamura Kana with some confusion.

The girl looked up at her, and a hint of cunning suddenly flashed in her eyes.

Before Amamiya Yi could react, she buried her head in the girl's arms and rubbed it.

"..."

"What about the hint?"

Nakamura Kana said softly:

“That’s the clue.”

"..."

"What about the reward?"

“That’s the reward.”

"..."

"Tsk."

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ps: 5k chapter

They are also the second week: Chapter 156 The rain stopped

"You know what? A great cartoonist should possess a vast knowledge base that encompasses everything in the world, a mysterious remote that can manipulate the reader's emotions, and a brain that has already thought out the entire plot the moment they pick up the pen."

"...and most importantly..."

"—He has a heart of steel that works 24/! He has the golden spirit to paint a hundred words!"

When Kana Nakamura was six years old, her father was heartbroken when he saw the words "This month's material will be republished the week after next!" on the last page of a comic book, and made a series of sharp comments on the profession of cartoonist.

At that time, the gears of fate may have already begun to turn quietly.

Later, she became famous for the battle in Wasteland April, and touched the soft spot in the hearts of countless readers. Loli agreed with this, so she continued to study and published more than ten volumes of collections of small knowledge and hundreds of tricks, which was regarded as another madness of Loli teacher.

However, it is also because she has mastered all the unconventional techniques that the lolita cartoonist can draw the passionate interactions between the girls, using all kinds of magical plots, postures and movements, which have won wide acclaim from lonely boys and girls late at night.

Now, in order to quickly improve her relationship with her aloof and domineering assistant, the lolita cartoonist is determined to use the forbidden techniques that the girls used when drawing the book on her!

Seduce her interest, rush over, and then make her shy! ————From the latest masterpiece of "The Perfect Young Lady Student Council President secretly OOOOed in class and was discovered by the gloomy girl sitting next to her..."

If I were to use this truly forbidden technique, what would I be afraid of? What could possibly stop me?! The assistant would surely be moved by my gentle embrace and would be accepted into her harem by this "not-a-loli-teacher"!

Kana Nakamura was thinking happily, closing her eyes and taking two steps forward to break away from the girl's arms. She stood in the corridor with her head raised, ready to appreciate the shy reaction of the tall assistant.

"Tsk."

His face was expressionless and his tone was full of disgust.

The master of love theory's confidence was quietly shattered.

The young woman remained completely unmoved by the girl's passionate embrace. As she followed her out of the elevator, she said with a mixture of resentment and regret, "So this is considered a reward?"

"..."

Lori fell and was struck out by a crushing blow.

The materialistic girl was completely unaware of spiritual satisfaction and the girl's feelings. She was still wondering whether she could take the fruit basket in her hand home in a decent way to make salad for dinner.

Finally, the lolita cartoonist could no longer linger in the girl's plump embrace. She couldn't help but reveal an expression of disbelief, and tremblingly said: "Bah...Bagana, have you reached that level..."

"...?"

Amamiya Yi had a strange expression on her face.

"No, no, no, that's impossible. After I rewarded her with a warm hug, Xiao Yu Gong shouldn't have reacted like this..."

She lowered her head, looking at her trembling right hand that seemed to be sealing something, and murmured to herself: "You should have said 'Oh, come on~' shyly, then said 'Just once' with a blushing face, took off her skirt and panties, and started with me in the elevator..."

"Snap!" The girl with a dark face used the Hell Hand Knife.

"Stay!"

The loli, who was hit on the forehead, immediately squatted against the wall in pain, "What are you doing! Murdering a beautiful girl?!"

"You have a head full of dirty shit, and you have the nerve to call yourself a beautiful girl?" Amamiya said coldly, "It seems I shouldn't call you 'Food Ticket' from now on. I should give you a title like 'H Lolita'."

This guy looks like an elementary school loli but dares to talk about fantasy plots that even a 2D otaku wouldn't dare to dream of. Isn't she afraid of being killed instantly by the great god of river crabs?

"If you insist on calling me that, it's fine..."

The white-haired girl covered her head and muttered quietly, "But didn't a lot of people give me praise for my drawings in the comics? I personally thought the scene with President Kudo and Xiao Ai in the elevator was quite smooth..."

"No, that's impossible in normal reality. Besides, they are childhood sweethearts, so it's not weird." Amamiya retorted calmly.

Nakamura Kana was stunned when she heard this. "Huh? Have you read my book?"

The air was suddenly silent.

"..."

"No."

The white-haired girl narrowed her eyes maliciously, "Then why are you..."

"You just heard wrong!"

The girl was rarely shy at this moment.

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As a practitioner who contributes to the gaming industry every day, Yoshimo Nakamura is also a veteran gamer.

He had a lucky life, being born in 1983, the enlightenment year in Japanese gaming history.

That Christmas, the once-mighty Yaxiaoli Empire began to crumble, and the explosive popularity of the hellish Family Computer opened the gates of hell for it.

The boy, who was born in a wealthy family, transformed himself into a hero to defeat the dragon since he was young. He was so obsessed with watching the big-nosed Jumpman transform into a plumber to save the princess that he even ran away from school in elementary school and spent the entire six years in the game hall.

The boy had been hanging out in game halls for a long time, but the existing games could no longer meet his needs. So when he was in junior high school, he decided to join the game industry. After working hard for several years, he entered Waseda University and became a member of SE as he wished after graduation.

Over the years, he has participated in the production of the famous Final Fantasy series and has also left his mark on the production list of Kingdom Lung. However, at the age of 35 this year, he has been promoted to the company's management. In his spare time, he is still the enthusiastic young man he was back then.

As an amphibious animal who has mastered all ACG games, he is good at completing various stand-alone games, and is also a strong player in various online battle games. It’s a pity that he has no satisfactory opponents, and his wife and daughter are not his match.

I have a car, a house, savings, a wife, a daughter and a loving family.

If I have to say anything about my regret, it is probably that I tried too hard at the age of making friends, and failed to attract like-minded brothers in the library. Instead, I attracted the attention of the administrator, a white-haired loli schoolgirl of Russian descent.

The man failed to resist the temptation of exotic customs and became a father at an age when his peers were still playing video games. He found a wife but failed to find a brother.

However, the regrets of many years also dissipated on the eve of the event.

He never thought that he would find his first like-minded brother in a cowherd bar.

According to his wife, he was her former senior and a Waseda alumnus of the same class as herself. He was the top scorer in the software major next door. He was a master of programming and could speak many languages ​​fluently.

Nakamura Yoshimo was shocked that such a talent could be buried here. After asking, he learned that he was unlucky enough to be sent by a large conglomerate to be a scapegoat when a young master made a big mistake. He was in debt and was banned from the industry by the Seven Leaves Consortium. He was bullied by the dogs in the open and had to resort to this desperate measure to enter the public relations industry. He still kept himself clean and would never cross the line.

As we all know, the overlap rate between programmers and the two-dimensional world is extremely high. Often, a seemingly boring programmer may have read countless anime in private. And this brother is not only an old two-dimensional fan, but also a good player in games, and his strength is comparable to his.

Their interests and hobbies are highly overlapping. They graduated from the same university and were classmates. He was my wife's career guide in the past. Even their favorite anime and characters are very similar. He is also a high-achiever who has fully achieved all the games he has developed.

The two hit it off immediately and felt like they had known each other for a long time. They chatted and had a great time all night long. The next day, they couldn't help but go back to the host club to watch anime and play games together, as if they were back to their youth when they were having fun in the video game hall with their friends.

Finally, this man who had been alone in battle for many years met his mentor.

"Super Jump Punch! Fireball! Hey, charge up and follow up with Water Spray! Push away!"

"I can beat the shit out of you with this set!"

In the sunny living room, the man holding the controller was shouting trash talk while skillfully performing a series of combos. He was obviously an offensive player.

The King Kong on the other side of the screen looked like a fool with a bad brain, but he was actually a steady player. After a long tug of war, he suddenly attacked, seized the afterswing of his attack, slapped with both hands, and followed up with a jungle attack, causing his health bar to drop rapidly.

The man tried to struggle, but when he stood up he was caught again and made a mistake, his health bar was already halfway down.