Zongman: The heroines are all my ex-girlfriends

I won the grand prize.

"Yeah, very impressive." Yukimabuchi explained, "Even though I'm more inclined towards Eriri emotionally, but when it comes to drawing skills alone, Eromanga is indeed superior."

Kato Megumi opened her mouth slightly and looked at me in amazement.

"Eri... You know, she's an R18 artist, and she's one of the best in the field."

"But that Eromanga is an artist for all ages, and he's not even a manga artist, just an artist."

"He has gathered a large group of fans just by his painting skills, and he has considerable influence in the field of illustration."

"People sometimes joke online that buying a light novel is like buying illustrations and getting toilet paper for free."

"But for works that Eromanga is involved in, there are actually people who buy them with this in mind, and the number of people is quite considerable."

After Xuejianyuan's easy-to-understand explanation.

Even Kato Megumi, who is an outsider.

Now I understand the value of Eromanga.

She turned her head and looked outside the kitchen.

How strange! Isn't it said that fools have good fortune? Why is Sawamura-kun so unlucky?

This thought popped into Kato Megumi's head.

Of course, she would never say such words.

It's just that she is a little bit evil.

"Come to think of it." Kato Megumi turned around and changed the subject: "Yuan-san also wrote a light novel."

Xuejianyuan nodded.

Now that things have come to this, there is no way to hide it anymore.

As long as Kato Megumi doesn't see the content, it's actually not a big problem.

"After it's released, I want to give a copy to Hui. Can you read it then?"

"Eh? Are you going to give it to me? I want to buy a copy after it goes on sale."

"But, Kei doesn't read light novels, right?"

"Well, anime, light novels, these are a little confusing to me."

"Then why buy it?"

"Because it's a light novel written by Fuyuki-san, I want to read it."

Yukima Fuchi tilted his head and looked at Kato Megumi.

He felt that he had gone crazy writing novels during this period.

How could you ask such a question?

She is Kato Megumi.

Even if you keep talking about things she doesn't understand at all, Kato Megumi will still be willing to listen quietly and try to understand you seriously.

He is the number one saint Hui in the world.

"What's wrong, Yuan-san?"

Noticing Yukima Fuchi's gaze, Kato Megumi turned her head and blinked her locust eyes.

"Ah, it appears, the wink that tilts the head octave, the legendary magical spell that can capture people's hearts!"

"Oh~! You actually knew that, but the magic has already been released. No matter how much you struggle, it's useless."

"I'm going to lose control of myself, I'm going to fall at Hui's feet uncontrollably, I'm going to give my heart to Hui!"

"Yuan-san, that's very dangerous! And you've got water on your clothes."

"Oh, sorry, I was so engrossed in the performance."

Xuejianyuan put the kitchen knife in his hand back to its place.

The action just now looked like it might cut my finger.

Of course, Yukima Yuan, who has a seventh-level cooking skill, won't hurt himself even if he fiddles with a kitchen knife.

But here, you'd better be obedient.

The serious Hui has the magic power to make people obedient.

After lunch.

"It's my turn to wash the dishes today."

Kasumigaoka Utaha stood up, cleared the dishes on the table, and walked towards the kitchen.

"Ah, I just wanted to tell you about this."

Xuejianyuan hammered his palm and walked towards the kitchen.

Kato Megumi and Eriri followed curiously.

I saw Yukima Yuan taking the greasy bowl and chopsticks from Kasumigaoka Utaha.

First, throw the large pieces of kitchen waste into the trash can.

Then it was stuffed into a white, microwave-like machine.

After arranging them in categories, the machine was turned off.

"That's all right. Next time it's your turn to wash the dishes, just do it this way."

"This is a dishwasher, and it has a drying function. You can put the clothes in there and then just leave them there without worrying about them."

A few minutes later.

With a ding.

Yukima opened the dishwasher and took out the brand new dishes.

"How convenient."

“It’s like a machine that someone who doesn’t want to wash dishes could develop.”

The person who was criticized by Kasumigaoka spread his hands helplessly.

"Well, laziness makes people progress. Isn't the purpose of technological development to make life more convenient?"

"This is a product developed by the company. It's not on sale yet. What I brought back is an experimental product."

in the afternoon.

Eriri went to her room obediently to work on her art collection.

Now I don’t even complain about being tired.

Procrastination is also cured.

I just want to finish the work at hand as soon as possible.

Although I suffered a heavy blow at noon.

But now, Eriri is almost alive.

after all.

"Well, that Eromanga has been famous for a long time, and his illustrations are also drawn in a sexy style."

"Generally speaking, this kind of person must be the legendary dark uncle. Yeah, that's for sure."

"Using a pink cartoon profile picture is probably just to attract fans."

"Anyone who can draw such erotic illustrations can't possibly be a cute girl. There's nothing to worry about."

Eriri convinced herself with careful analysis.

He's just an old man anyway.

The problem is not big.

And the other side.

Yukimabuchi accepted Eromanga's friend request.

Then, I made a video call directly to that end.

After waiting for about four or five minutes, the call was finally picked up.

On the other end of the video call was a room so dim that the background couldn't be seen clearly.

I could only vaguely see the shape of the bed behind me.

In front of the camera, the screen is illuminated by a faint white light.

A person wearing an oversized pink cartoon character mask sat nearby.

"Hello, is this Eromanga-sensei?"

"Yes, I'm Eromanga. You must be Mr. Yukimi Fuchi, right? Why did you suddenly call me via video?"

The voice coming from the call was obviously modified by a voice changer.

What I heard was a mechanical voice that was hard to tell whether it was male or female.

But even with an oversized mask and a voice changer.

Xuejianyuan could tell at a glance that it was a girl.

Yes, it’s that cute girl who draws erotic illustrations in my memory.

Compared to appearance and voice, body structure is the best way to identify gender and age.

Cooking skills that are comparable to seeing through the world come with a vision.

At first glance, he saw through the girl on the other side of the screen.

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"I'm very sorry." Xuejianyuan apologized sincerely.

"But since this is about choosing an illustrator for my light novel, I want to see it with my own eyes no matter what."

"Because... this is a work that has put so much effort and love into it, so I have to choose a qualified illustrator."

The boy frowned slightly, his eyes revealing a determination not to back down.

Making a sudden video call is basically an unreasonable offense in the Land of Sakura.

But precisely because of this, Xuejianyuan's statement has been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"I understand! I understand what Teacher Xuejian is thinking! Please start."

"No matter what kind of assessment it is, I will pass it. The illustration of the passerby heroine can only be left to me."

An extremely firm voice came over.

Xuejianyuan nodded.

He knew things would turn out this way.

This Eromanga teacher attaches great importance to the feelings contained in the works.

Just show some like-mindedness on this point.

The relationship was easily established.

In short, let’s cooperate a few times first.

Then recruit people to Laplace Society.

A talented illustrator girl, whose painting level may have reached level seven.

And he's the type that's so easily hooked.

It would be a waste if you don’t fish it well.

"Eromanga-sensei, please draw a picture of Kujo Megumi first. I want to see your understanding."

Yukima Fuchi made a request.

On the other side of the camera, Eromanga nodded.