Grab your favorite chocolate and walk the way to the past. Speaking of which, this is also the first time to go to Yingluo's house, and Yingluo will come once every three or five days, so there is no need for the past.

"Excuse me."

"Come on in."

Although it looks more like a normal girl, the sense of disobedience is unusually strong. What does the impression of Yingluo look like, energetic and vigorous? Two simple words, but now there is a big difference.

"It always feels like you're not like you anymore."

"Maybe I'll grow up too."

Yingluo turned her head and smiled softly, feeling more like a fake smile, like immature acting skills, obviously hiding something.

Yingluo took the chocolate in my hand, was stunned for a moment, and gently placed it on the coffee table.

"The seniors still remember, obviously I only said it once."

"Of course, I remember the story in your first book."

Yingluo's home is not small, and it is even a little empty because of the placement. There is only a simple coffee table and sofa in the living room, and the kitchen is also a bar-style kitchen, but it is surprisingly small, and the door of the next room is closed.

"What are the seniors looking at?"

"Nothing...... Did Yingluo buy her own house? ”

"Yes, because I live alone, I bought it relatively small."

"Have you been writing a book lately?"

"It's not a big problem, and it's not going well."

"That's ......"

"Senior, it's hard to come once, do you want to go and see my room?"

"Huh? Why ......"

"Because there's something I want to show you."

"Good...... Well......"

"I'm not going to eat you again, what are you nervous about?"

Because of the contrast with the impression, it was like I would definitely eat you, but I still followed Yingluo in.

When you open the door, you feel like you've entered another world. On the far side of the room was an ordinary cot against the wall, and the rest of the room was occupied by wooden cabinets, the doors of which were all glass, without exception.

The only one in the cabinet next to the bed is full of my work and peripherals. Even if it's a work that has been taken by a eunuch, there is all the content I sent to the editor, figurines that have not been decided, various art books, and a small sign in the middle.

"Favorite Senior"

"It's ......"

"All your works and peripherals."

I obviously understand what I can see, but I have to listen to Yingluo say it in front of me. It's obviously the person I've been looking up to, but he has all his works in the room.

"I was surprised that my seniors would suddenly come here today. I was going to be ready to go over again. ”

"Ready?"

"After all, I was too out of shape last time, and I was going to get ready to go again. As a result, I didn't expect the seniors to come first. ”

"Because what you write again is different from your usual style, I'm a little worried about whether you're okay."

"It should be pretty good, after all, the seniors still came to see me, hehe."

I'm obviously laughing, but I don't feel happy, it's more like a CV reading it, and I don't have much emotional feeling.

"Senpai, is it as good as it used to be."

"Like that?"

"It's possible to go to your house at any time to disturb you, often overwhelm you, and often give you big surprises, is that okay?"

“……”

"Now I think, it's good, don't fight, don't fight, don't make noise, don't force you to make a choice, no one will feel uncomfortable, that's it."