Daily life in Zongman: There's something wrong with their eyes

Kasumigaoka Utaha and Eriri were in high spirits, as if they had forgotten the passage of time.

The three of them were in the light novel library, and had read through half of the books in the bookstore.

I stayed there until evening, when the setting sun fell at the end of the sky.

Shirakawa Shiki glanced at the time and pondered for a while.

Looking at Eriri, whose only hobby is drawing.

At the same time, he thought of Mashiro at home, whose appearance was blessed by an angel.

So he nodded slightly and gave a suggestion.

"Then today, can I invite you two beautiful girls to visit my home?"

Mashiro likes to draw comics, and Eriri also likes to draw comics, so they should have common topics.

Uh...even though it's an H-type comic.

But this shouldn't be a conflict, right?

"Okay, Shiki-kun has been to my house."

"But I haven't been to Shiki-kun's house yet, which is perfect."

Kasumigaoka Utaha agreed without thinking.

Eriri was originally a little hesitant about going to a strange boy's house.

Feeling someone tug at the corner of his clothes with a slight force, he immediately nodded with a smile.

"Of course, it's a great honor."

Shirakawa Shiki smiled faintly at the blonde girl and said meaningfully.

"Perhaps you will enjoy being my guest this time."

"Ok?"

Eriri shook her twin ponytails, not knowing what was going on.

When Kasumigaoka Utaha heard these words, she began to imagine a lot.

Without any hesitation, he couldn't help but smile slightly.

This guy is confusing the public again.

Noticing Eriri's puzzled look, Shirakawa Shiki didn't explain much.

I casually bought two light novels from the bookshelf and then turned to the counter.

"Then let's go."

Chapter 337: Kasumigaoka, Mashiro, and Erili

"I am back."

"Welcome back."

Nanami Aoyama, who was packing up, responded softly as soon as she heard the familiar voice.

"Then Shiyu, Eriri, please sit wherever you like."

The two girls behind him looked around curiously, took off their shoes and walked in.

However, Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes flashed, and she obviously noticed more details.

Why are there other shoes at the door besides Shirakawa style?

The rest are several sizes smaller, are they all women's shoes?

Encountering this situation, Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't help but secretly complain about how fickle this guy was.

"Are there any guests?"

Qingshan Qinghai turned his head instantly, and when he noticed the faces of the two unfamiliar girls, he quickly looked towards Baichuanshi's position.

Shirakawa Shiki nodded slightly, and Nanami quickly poured two cups of tea.

"Then please use it."

Eriri and Kasumigaoka Utaha, who were sitting on the chairs, took it and thanked them politely.

"it is good."

"Thank you."

Originally, these things were not done by Nanami, but for some reason she did them subconsciously.

Maybe even she didn't realize that she had been having a heart-to-heart chat with Shirakawa Shiki last time.

After a little contact with the other person, she would unconsciously stand on the other person's side and do things.

Shirakawa Shiki had no idea what the girl was thinking when her expression changed.

He hesitated for a moment, then spoke to the two girls who were visiting his house for the first time.

"Wait for me for a moment. I'll go get the talented painter in my house."

"I think I'll have a lot to talk about with you, Eriri."

A talented painter?

Ying Lili was suddenly surprised to hear this, the name that had accompanied her since she was a child.

After a moment of hesitation, he nodded somewhat unconvinced.

"Okay, then I'll wait here and see."

You know, although the talented painter seems to be indifferent to this, she is also somewhat complacent about it.

When others said there were more talented people and got serious about it, she couldn't help but feel secretly unhappy.

Before leaving, Shirakawa Shiki chuckled at Kasumigaoka Utaha, who didn't look the least bit reserved.

"Shiyu, you can treat it as your own home."

"Well, I will."

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked around, most of her eyes fell on Aoyama Nanami who had her back to her.

Nanami felt a little uncomfortable looking at him, and her face was slightly stiff.

Feeling some fiery gazes behind her, Aoyama Nanami frowned secretly and murmured in a low voice.

"This girl seems to be quite hostile."

This was the first time she met a girl with such a strong sense of territory.

The door was not locked, and Shirakawa Shi walked into Shiina Mashiro's room.

Walk all the way behind the girl who was drawing wholeheartedly.

As if she didn't notice anyone coming in, Shiina Mashiro still didn't turn her head.

"Mashiro, stop drawing for now."

"Come out to the living room. I'll introduce you to a girl who's also a talented painter."

Seeing this, Shirakawa Shiki could only laugh and shake his head, then pinched the other person's cheek.

Shiina Mashiro was stunned for a moment, then immediately stopped what he was doing, turned his head and said blankly.

"A genius painter? Is he that amazing?"

I noticed a hint of excitement in her tone.

Shirakawa Shiki continued to knead her fair face, feeling the amazing elasticity in his hands.

With a faint smile, he had to pour a basin of cold water and spoke.

"Of course, not as good as our Mashiro."

"Other talented painters cannot compare to Mashiro."

"Is it......"

Hearing the praise, Shiina Mashiro's little face smiled slightly.

A hint of sweetness and joy flashed in his eyes, and then he stood up and followed the other person out.

She may not care about other people's praise, nor does she care much about it.

However, every time Shirakawa Shi praised her, she always felt sweet and happy in her heart.

When Shirakawa Shiki led Mashiro out of the room, Kasumigaoka Utaha immediately wrinkled her nose and snorted.

"Shiki-kun, I never thought of that."

"There are so many beautiful girls hidden in the house. It's like a golden house full of beauties."

This was filled with jealousy, how could Shirakawa not hear it?

He remained silent for the moment, instead addressing Eriri, whose posture was impeccable.

"Eri, this is our Mashiro. She also likes to draw."

Halfway through his words, he looked at Eriri, who was stunned.

Only then did he realize that there was something wrong with her expression and frowned.

"Eri, do you know Mashiro?"

"Mashiro? Why are you here?"

These words came out of her mouth subconsciously, and then Eriri shook her head and spoke again.

"No, no, it turns out you live here."

Shiina Mashiro stretched out her bare hand and tugged at the corner of Shirakawa Shiki's clothes, and said softly.

"Shiki, Eriri is my good friend."

"My good friends at school often buy me food."

"Oh, I see."

Shirakawa Shiki couldn't help but touch his nose, feeling a little embarrassed for his unnecessary action.

Eriri looked at Mashiro with surprise, then her eyes moved to Shirakawa Shiki, her gaze quite subtle.

"So you are Mashiro's owner?"

"I always wait for you to eat together, but not with me?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who had been observing the entire process from the side, opened her cherry lips slightly and said in surprise.

"Owner?"

"I didn't expect Shiki-kun to like this tune? Now you're playing with it so much?"

She was really shocked this time, knowing what kind of relationship it was.

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Isn't it generally true that only the books drawn by the golden-haired loser next to you can form such a YY and awkward relationship?

“No no!!”

This statement, which is easy to be misunderstood, indeed caused a chain reaction among those who were not in the know.

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Qunling Eriri secretly glanced at Shiina Mashiro's face, afraid that she would be angry, and hurriedly shook her hands to explain.

"That's not what I meant, Kasumigaoka, you misunderstood."

She often heard Mashiro say that Shiki was her owner, so she got used to it.

After a while, I just followed suit and called him that.

Shiina Mashiro tilted her little head, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.