Chapter 33: Homo book
Far Moon School Park,Nagi cut the family homeγ Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
Late at night, Erina Nagikiri lies in bed and reads comic books with relish.
Tick tick.
The mobile phone placed on the pillow suddenly came with a reminder to receive a message. Erina Nagi frowned and turned on her phone, but it was a Twitter message from a friend of a female manga author:
"Hey, Erina-sama, are you free this weekend? Let's go eat Chinese food together!"
The other party's avatar is a cute girl with a golden double ponytail.
"Chinese cuisine?" Erina Nagikiri raised an eyebrow, the girl was not only the author she knew, but also the daughter of a British diplomat, and the two had met at a celebrity banquet and had come to know each other's identities in their relationship.
I'm afraid that apart from Erina Nagikiri herself, and her retinue Shinto Scarlet, no one knows the 'Tongue of God' of the Ten Masters of the Far Moon, and there is also a friend of the same age from a foreign school.
"yes, you don't know there's a store that's been hotly debated by otaku tonight. It's in Ameyokocho, Taito-ku......"
Seeing this, Erina Nagikiri couldn't help but take a deep breath, and that hateful face appeared in front of her eyes.
"Is that shop called Xia's Chinese Restaurant?" she sent out a message with trembling fingers.
"Oh, Erina-sama, I thought you, the Ten Masters of the Distant Moon, didn't care much about the information of the common people's restaurants. β
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Erina Nagikiri was silent, until the girl opposite sent a urging message, she snorted softly, and typed hard: "What bullshit Chinese food, don't go!"
"Erina-sama, your personality is really inscrutable. The girl sent a grimace with a sneer, and Erina Nagikiri was annoyed, and she was about to retort, but the other party continued to send the next message that made her heart beat faster:
"By the way, I recently finished a short story, why don't you check it out, hee. β
"Short?"
Thinking of this friend's hidden true identity, Erina Nagikiri's face flushed.
On the surface, she is the daughter of a British diplomat, a proper upper-class celebrity in Tokyo, and she is also recognized as Miss Bai Fumei, but in fact, she is a deep otaku girl, and she is also a well-known mouthpiece painter on the Internet.
Thinking of the other party's previous send, the delicate and gorgeous comics, Erina Nagikiri unconsciously stirred her legs on the bed, and her beautiful eyes were filled with hesitation.
"Do you want it?" asked in an impatient tone, without a response.
"No, don't!"
ββ¦β¦ "You have to be honest, Erina-sama! After all, in addition to cooking, manga and novels are your second hobby! As an artist, I feel that I have a responsibility to make you happy and get more culinary inspiration!"
"Let's just say that, this short story was specially drawn by me, hehe, you must be very surprised after reading it!"
Erina Nagi saw the last message, her eyes were curious, and she just wanted to ask, Didi, and she received a new email on her phone, which contained a compressed package attachment, more than 20M in size, which is quite small for a comic picture package.
Saying no, Erina Nagikiri skillfully downloaded, compressed, and opened it with her mobile phone after receiving the email.
"Full color?"
The first picture is very beautiful, giving people a stunning sense of visual spike.
The sunset is falling, the sky is far away, the cherry blossom petals are spread all over the ground, and the cherry trees are around, and the two girls are lingering on the cherry blossom petals, disheveled, Erina Nagikiri's heart is beating faster, and when she looks closely, she notices the appearance and characteristics of the two girls, which are extremely familiar, and she can't help but sigh and be stunned.
The reddish-purple short-haired girl is below, the long-haired girl with a slight curl of blonde is on top, the posture is charming, grabbing the uniform tie of the girl below, and the other white hand picks up the white shirt that has been unbuttoned after the girl takes off her coat, and the bra is exposed.
If the girl below is half-covered and half-hidden, then the girl above is excessive, half naked, skin as white as snow, and a short uniform skirt underneath.
"Hiss......"
Erina can see that no matter how stupid and stupid she is, aren't the two people in this picture scene being herself and Scarlet Sand!
"This, this is too erotic-erotic!" Erina Nagikiri's face was as red as an apple, delicate, her heart was almost suffocating, she turned off her phone with a snap, sat on the bed and panted heavily, for a while, she gritted her teeth again, and kept muttering perverted perverts and perverts in her mouth, but her body was very obedient, and she re-unlocked her phone and lit up the screen.
Backbite. The gorgeous style of the comic strip occupies the mobile phone screen again.
This time, Erina Nagikiri finished reading it with her teeth grinding.
First, second, third......
A total of eleven sheets.
The beginning is fine, and the more you go to the back, the more bold the content is exposed.
Since it is full color, and it is an internal private self-entertainment, there is no coding of the indescribable. Erina Nagikiri herself could see that her nose was hot, as if she was about to bleed.
"How's it going?" Soon, the golden two-ponytailed girl Gongkou painter sent a greeting.
"Good! good!" Erina Nagikiri grinds her teeth.
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In a luxury villa on a ramp in Tokyo, late at night, a girl sitting on a painting table with a mobile phone shivered.
"Don't worry, Erina, it's just for internal enjoyment, I won't upload it to the Internet!" the girl thought of the angry and distorted face of the Tongue of God, and hurriedly replied, "Do you want me to pass a copy to Scarlet?"
ββ¦β¦ Golden Retriever, do you want to die?"
From the message, the girl could sense the terrible murderous aura and shrank her head, "Oh, I see, I'll keep the manuscript carefully." β
"It's up to you, anyway, the set of pictures will be passed on to a third person, you know the consequences!"
After Erina Nagi finished speaking, she took the initiative to change the topic:
"I heard that you've reconciled with that otaku childhood sweetheart recently?"
"Cut! Who wants to reconcile with him!"
Now it's the turn of the blonde double-ponytail girl tsundere.
"That's best.,Don't mix with a group of ordinary people all day long.,Your elementary and junior high schools are in public schools, right?...... high school suddenly went to Toyonosaki Gakuen"
Late at night, two blonde tsunderes with similar personalities started a long chat.
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Following.
Yesterday's heavy rain in Tokyo made the streets soaked, and the weather was still a little cold in mid-March, but in the early morning, the Chinese restaurant in the depths of the old shopping street was surrounded by a group of admiring customers.
"It's almost nine o'clock, and it hasn't opened yet?"
"Who knows. I came here after reading the tweet of the big wind, and today happens to be Saturday, so if you are free, just wait. β
This group of guests has one thing in common:
Young!
The younger ones are probably only thirteen or fourteen years old, and the oldest ones are only college-looking, so it can be said that they are all loyal users of Niconico, and they are also fans of the singing of 'Tianfeng' Mizutani Jun.
The psychology of fans is actually quite easy to understand. Whatever the idol strongly supports, they have to pay attention to it, not to mention a Chinese restaurant that is said to be delicious.
In this world, food, clothing, housing, and transportation, 'food' has been infinitely elevated, even sacred, and the social status of chefs has also risen.
There has recently been a craze for career discussions on the Japanese Internet, with people vying to vote, and as a result, professional chefs have received horrific votes, far behind the second- and third-place civil servants and doctors.