"How can swordsmanship be such an inconvenience? Saitama has already forged his entire being into an indestructible sword."
On the TV, Hojo Kyosuke, who was tall and handsome in a white shirt and black casual pants, stood there with his knife put away.
"So cool!"
Miyamizu Yotsuba stared at the TV intently. The animation of the manga she had loved for almost two years was finally going to be broadcast. She had been waiting in front of the TV early in the morning to watch the promotional program.
Half a year after the Itomori disaster, the residents moved to a temporary residence in Nara. As a well-known publishing house, Eijisha has not forgotten to donate a number of books, including its chief product "Weekly Shōnen High".
Although he did not live in a temporary residence, Yotsuba also saw this comic at a friend's house when he followed his sister to provide psychological counseling to the townspeople.
"Yoshiba, it's time to eat."
"I know-" Yotsuba responded loudly to her sister.
"Huh? Who is that?" Mitsuha Miyamizu asked as she walked to the door. Before the TV was turned off, she seemed to see a somewhat familiar figure.
"A super awesome cartoonist!" Yotsuba thought her sister was finally interested in "One Punch Man", so she was so excited that she turned on the TV again.
"No, my grandparents are waiting to eat, so we have to get there quickly!"
Mitsuha Miyamizu immediately put her hands on her hips to stop her, cartoonist? I don’t know that kind of person, maybe I’m wrong.
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The animation is still being warmed up, and Hojo Kyosuke officially started "creating" after reading more than twenty mystery books. In his previous life, he originally didn't plan to watch Keigo Higashino because of the overwhelming popularity on the Internet. Just like the badly played "I'm sorry for being a human being", it not only made passers-by uncomfortable, but also made people who liked the original work embarrassed to say Decide which book you like.
But later on, he read Keigo Higashino's works by chance, like "The Devotion of Suspect X" now. Not only did he read it, but he also watched the movie, so his memory quickly revived. Although it is not as powerful as those predecessors who can copy it exactly the same without plug-ins, fortunately, the charm of Keigo Higashino's works itself does not lie in the gorgeous wording and sentence making.
With the blessing of "artistic talent", he quickly learned writing skills from those he had seen. Just as he commented on Kasumigaoka Shiu, the other person was someone who had already developed part of his talent, and now he has too.
Although it is not a 100% restoration, he has tried his best to reach the limit of his current ability in terms of the main story and emotional lines.
"Senior, are you free on the weekend? I tried to write a book, and I would like to ask you to help me read it.
Um? come to my house? That's too much trouble. I'd better go to your apartment to find you.
Okay, I'll be waiting for you at home that Saturday. "
Well, there are mature writers around who have already made their debut, so why not ask for advice? Hojo Kyosuke is not the kind of person to be stubborn.
Ding Dong——
Hearing the sound of the door, Hojo Kyosuke stopped typing on the keyboard. He was writing another movie. Since he wanted to trouble others, he might as well trouble him together.
"Here we come~" he shouted as he strode over, but as soon as he opened the door, he was shocked by the view in front of him.
….
Don't get me wrong, it was not because of the bustling scene of the big city outside the corridor like Mitsuha Miyamizu, but because of the beautiful girl in front of him.
"What's wrong? Am I wearing something weird today?"
Seeing the amazement in the eyes of the boy in front of her, a trace of pride and joy flashed through Kasumigaoka Shiyu's heart. However, her pretty face had a puzzled expression. She grabbed the small red handbag in her left hand and turned around in a circle. Under the white hairband, Her long black hair spread into a perfect fan shape.
The delicate collarbones and smooth shoulder curves, and the soft and delicate skin are more dazzling in the sun than the sequins on the one-shoulder dress.
The light fabric of the skirt floated up as the girl turned around. It was still the iconic black ***. Her toes were slightly raised. On top of the flat white casual shoes were thin ankles, and then her calves were slightly tight due to exertion. .
She really looks so good no matter what state she is in, whether it’s her fleshy calves when she’s sitting lazily on a chair and hanging down naturally, her smooth muscle curves when she’s tense, or the faint white under her black breasts. The skin is mesmerizing to look at.
"It's absolutely nothing. Kasumigaoka-senpai is still so beautiful today."
Hojo Kyosuke made no secret of his praise. As someone who likes to enjoy compliments, he also knows the importance of compliments to women. Especially for a person like Kasumigaoka-senpai who can pick her nose without hesitation in the presence of everyone and doesn't care about other people's opinions. She would dress up so carefully to see her. Of course, she would not be doing nothing.
"As expected of someone who is about to enter the family realm, my junior brother seems to be speaking more confusingly today."
Kasumigaoka Shiyu chuckled, her burgundy eyes also unabashedly showing her inner appreciation. Raise your right hand and use your slender index finger to move the hair that was scattered in front of your forehead behind your ear. This girl is even stingy about using another look when facing someone she doesn't care about, but in front of the person she likes, every move she makes is full of charm.
"Come in quickly, I've prepared rose tea."
Although it was really pleasurable to stand at the door and chat with the beautiful girl who came to the door, Hojo Kyousuke still took a few steps back and gave up his position in the entrance hall. Although the scenery of a beautiful girl wearing a one-shoulder long dress bending down to take off her shoes is beautiful, it is too tasteless to look at it deliberately like this.
The red eyes of Kasumigaoka Shiha, who had just leaned down, moved up slightly, and when she saw the boy who had retreated behind, the smile on her face became even bigger. That's it. She had come to this apartment countless times before for the purpose of exchanging works, but no matter how wildly she acted, the boy always looked unmoved.
If you bring your body closer to him, he will politely move back, but if you get closer again, he will enjoy it with peace of mind, and even twitch his nostrils, praising how good he smells.
Haha, Hojo Kyosuke is really an interesting and contradictory man. He has a maturity that belies his age. Sometimes he looks like a pure monk, and sometimes he makes no secret of his desires.
The two came to the living room, and Kasumigaoka Shiyu had naturally sat on the single sofa.
"Please use it." Hojo Kyosuke brought tea.
….
"Thanks."
Because Hojo Kyousuke's table was a low table that could be used while sitting on the carpet, the girl sitting on the sofa had to bend down if she wanted to pick up the teacup. However, she didn't care and generously gave away the snow-white benefits.
"Huh~"
Hojo Kyosuke blew on the tea with a bright red rose floating in the cup, took a sip and showed a satisfied smile.
Also moaning was Kasumigaoka Shiu. The warm tea with a slight fragrance flowed into the mouth from the cup, moistening the lips and fully stimulating the taste buds on the pink tongue. The girl who likes scented tea felt satisfied.
"Is it the Springfield Flower Tea from Kichijoji?" After carefully savoring the aftertaste in his mouth, Kasumigaoka Shiu asked in surprise.
"It seems that senpai really likes that shop." Hojo Kyousuke put down the tea cup. This thing really didn't suit his preferences.
"I just mentioned it once and you went out of your way to find it." Taking another sip of tea, feeling the taste of honey, Kasumigaoka felt infinitely satisfied.
"Of course, food and water are the most direct things that can make people feel happy. You can't just let me drink Coke and milk every time."
Although he often writes all night long, the amazing thing is that Kasumigaoka Shiu doesn't like drinking coffee.
"I like the feeling of being trapped at the interface between reality and dreams." The yawning girl said.
However, Hojo Kyosuke guessed that this senior was trying to ensure the quality of sleep when sleeping in class. Compared with the little stimulation brought by coffee, catching up on sleep was indeed more important. On this point, Hojo Kyosuke, who never lacks energy, agrees.
"It's so disturbingly gentle, Kyosuke." Kasumigaoka Shiu tilted her head, and before Hojo Kyosuke could speak again, she spoke again.
"Then let me read Mr. EGOIST's new work."
The girl suddenly made a voice full of enthusiasm, and there was an emotion in her wine-red eyes that Kyousuke Hojo couldn't understand.
"Wouldn't you like some more snacks?" As the person asking for advice, Hojo Kyousuke specially prepared snacks for the teacher.
"No, I can't wait." Kasumigaoka Shiyu, who was sitting on the sofa, raised her right leg and stacked it on her left leg. Her vagina became thinner due to the pulling, and her white skin and black vagina were mixed together. It turned into another color.
"Then you're welcome, Kasumi Shiko-sensei, please read it." After writing it out, Hojo Kyousuke printed it out.
"Suspect X's sacrifice?"
Seeing a few large bold characters on the first page, Kasumigaoka Shiyu read aloud in confusion. Isn't it light? She originally thought that Kyosuke Hojo, who debuted as a cartoonist, was talking about lightness in the G field, but she didn't expect the title of the book to be like this.
Of course, a book that aims to be "easy to read" would not have a title like this. Just like her "Metronome of Love", with such a name, it is certainly not serious literature discussing the future destiny of mankind. So the girl made the above judgment just from the title of the book.
"Yes, it's a mystery book." Hojo Kyosuke nodded. He still had to tell him the necessary information. Otherwise, if the senior goes there with the idea of watching Wang Dao's passion, she might look confused.
….
reasoning?
Kasumigaoka Shiyu, who was about to turn the page, raised his head, his delicate little face full of astonishment. Not only is it not an otaku-oriented one, but is it also a reasoning that requires extremely high professional requirements from the author?
"Then I'll get started." Looking at Hojo Kyosuke's handsome face that was still full of confidence, the girl lowered her head and turned the pages of the book.
Stone god? Kasumigaoka Shiu chewed on this name. Many mysteries like to use some "little tricks" to imply or metaphor when naming the protagonist. Someone like Kyosuke, who is writing a mystery for the first time, will most likely do the same.
Although she has some unknown psychology, since she was invited to help with the inspection, she will naturally be 120 times more energetic.
Gray plastic sheeting? The girl took out her phone and prepared to write it down.
"Just use the red pen to mark it, it doesn't matter." Hojo Kyousuke knew what was going on by looking at the other person's actions.
"Yeah." Kasumigaoka Shiyu didn't raise her head, she was already immersed in the world. Although the grammar and writing skills are still a little immature, the smooth narrative concisely and vividly describes the image of the protagonist Shi Shen.
Seeing that the girl had entered the state, Hojo Kyousuke lowered his head and started writing again. What he was writing now was "Sword Art Online". You can't walk on one leg, so you can't give up on the cute otakus just because you want to be a reasoner.
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"Stone God Bodhidharma"
The nickname of the protagonist Ishigami in "The Devotion of Suspect , but all of them are naive, not serious at all, and don't look like "stone gods" at all.
However, he can also be called a genius in mathematics, right? Kasumigaoka Shiu looked at Hojo Kyosuke, whose hands were flying on the keyboard like a pianist.
Occasionally, when I was doing homework at Hojo Kyosuke's house, the genius girl in the second grade of high school had been troubled by a math problem all night. The boy in the second grade of junior high school just took one look at it and casually told the answer, and offered three answers. different solutions.
Sure enough, like Saitama, is he a protagonist created based on himself? But Saitama uses fists, and he uses kendo. The mathematical genius Shi Shen was forced by reality. In reality, the mathematical genius led a happy life that was envied by countless people.
"Kyosuke, if I jump from the balcony, how many seconds will it take to land?"
"1.92 seconds"
Hojo Kyousuke, whose brain was working at full speed, gave an answer instantly. After he finished speaking, he stopped and looked towards the inexplicable question.
Kasumigaoka Shiyu's wonderful question.
"Why do you suddenly ask this? Even if a beautiful girl like you, senior, jumps from the building, the impact energy will reach 8,000 joules based on your weight. The death state presented by that impact is also very ugly. Beautiful Even the most professional mortician can’t restore his face.”
Hojo Kyousuke, whose head is full of plots, seems to be slowing down when he speaks, because his brain is now in a "writing state."
"Hahaha, of course I won't do that. I just want to know who is more talented in mathematics, Kyousuke or Ishigami."
Although free fall is considered to be the simplest content in high school physics, Kasumigaoka Shiyu was surprised that the other party could mentally calculate the answer instantly in such a state.
"But why do you know my weight, Kyousuke?" He probably didn't say it, right?
"This..." Hojo Kyosuke's eyes drifted to the place where the girl's buttocks came into contact. The plump buttocks sunk deeply into the soft sofa.
"It's simply calculated based on the dent of the sofa. It may not be accurate, but it's about fifty kilograms."
"Is that so?" Kasumigaoka Shiyu looked at her butt suspiciously.
"Yes!"
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