"If you can't take the limit of your vision as your limit, you will never make progress."

The girl's bloodshot eyes lost their previous brilliant brilliance, but looked a little fierce, and with the extremely powerful words that came out of Sakura's lips, Machida Enko next to her really felt her determination.

"Alas, the little poem is really, can't you discuss it with me before deleting it? At least stay for reference. Machida Enko stood up and slapped her face hard with both hands, clearing the chaotic brain a little.

"I'm sorry, Machida-sama, but your hard work has been in vain." Looking at his own editing, Kasumigaoka had an apology in his eyes, and the one that was deleted was not only his own hard work, but Miss Machida also poured her efforts into it.

"Who told me to put an author like you on the table?" Machida Enko bowed down and affectionately pinched Kasumigaoka's white and tender cheeks that were still full of elasticity even after staying up for so many days and nights. Really, why don't these young people be considerate of the women in their years?

"I'll go get ready for some supper, and I'll continue fighting when I'm full!"

Standing up straight, taking off her little gray blazer, the editor stretched hard, and then said. Noticing that she stretched her waist so hard and that there were no tears or buttons in her clothes, she glanced enviously at her author, who was still wearing a school uniform.

"Xiaoshi, do you want to take a shower at this time?" In order to catch up with the schedule, the other party was pulled to the computer and sat down by himself as soon as he came out of school on Friday, and he didn't have time to change his clothes at all.

"This ......"

Kasumigaoka Shiyu looked at the notebook in front of him, and then put down his hand and touched the stockings on his legs, although it was still so smooth, but the girl always felt that it was still a little greasy, to be honest, if she hadn't focused on writing before, she wouldn't have been able to stand it a long time ago. But the desire to write that had just been aroused, and the inspiration that was about to burst out of her head, made her reluctant to leave the keyboard.

"Okay, you can't break through the limit in this state, so let's go take a good shower!" Machida Enko stretched out her hand and pulled the black-haired red-eyed girl up, but because she didn't have the strength herself, both of them almost fell to the ground.

"Then Machida-sama should also take a break, and if you have a supper, you can eat instant noodles." This apartment doesn't have just one bathroom.

"Haha, Xiao Shi doesn't think I can make any decent meal, right? Of course, I was going to eat instant noodles in the first place. Machida Enko said with a smile.

"......" The girl rolled her eyes shallowly, then walked to the closet and found a set of her own pajamas and spare new pajamas.

Without saying much, the two walked into the bathroom with a change of clothes.

After turning the bathtub open for the bath to be used for bathing, the girl began to take off the pair of stockings on her lap that had been worn for two whole days. Lifting the pleated skirt and pinching the edge of the stockings, the usual soft feel now I don't know if it's because of the psychological effect or because I haven't washed my hands for too long, the girl always feels a little slippery.

As she bent over, her hands pinched the stockings and slowly slid down, and the buttocks wrapped in the stockings were first liberated, and because of the girl's bent posture, she became more and more rounded. Taking turns lifting her legs and taking off her stockings, she stood barefoot on the white floor tiles in the bathroom.

Looking at the crumpled stockings in his hand, Kasumigaoka Shiyu's little face wrinkled, his red eyes were full of hesitation, and he carefully brought it close to his nose. The mist in the bathtub spreads, the light looks a little hazy, and the girl's serious movements seem to be conducting some sophisticated experiment.

Fortunately, it's okay, there's no smell of sweat, and a perfect beautiful girl like me really won't sweat!

After a light sniff, the girl's face relaxed, a relieved smile appeared, and then she quickly took the injured black unknown object away from her little face.

Throw the stockings in the trash, she doesn't plan to wash them before continuing to wear them. Take off the skirt and shirt, and the black underwear set, keep the underwear and wash it, and throw the clothes directly into the washing machine.

Turning on the shower head and standing in the trickling hot water, the girl began to wash her body, covered her whole body with foam, and sat on a small chair and rubbed it carefully.

After washing the body, the water in the bathtub is almost done, and the hot spring powder is put in. Kasumigaoka Shiwa lifted her left leg and gently touched the water with her toes to test the temperature. When lifting the legs, the buttocks are slightly twisted, and the buttocks on the other side are naturally tight, revealing a toned line, which fully shows that the girl's fleshy legs are not lacking in exercise.

It's better to say that if you don't exercise, it is impossible to have such a perfect waist and hip curve, and the thighs cannot be so round and attractive.

After confirming that the water temperature is right, the girl slowly stepped into the bathtub by holding on to the edge. In fact, the high-end bathroom at home has a display temperature, and the water temperature is set in advance, but human instinct still drives the girl to do so.

Uh-huh~

The buttocks and the ceramic bathtub touched each other, and the back rested on the backrest that perfectly fits the human body, and the girl's mouth couldn't help but let out a moaning sound that made people's blood surge.

Wet a towel, wring out the water a little, and covering her face, the girl's legs straightened, stretching the body that had been sitting in front of the computer for two days.

The rusty body is fully moisturized by the warm hot water, just like the hot spring powder advertisement, "a hot spring that can be taken home to get rid of diseases, smooth the skin, and rejuvenate the skin."

The bathroom gradually quieted down, and the warm air sucked into her body through a hot towel calmed the girl's somewhat restless heart, and Miss Machida's voice came faintly next door, singing a nursery rhyme about their harmony with Hikarichi.

Hehe, Miss Machida is really, obviously so old, and still like a child.

Shaking her head slightly, the girl took off the towel that had dropped on her face, placed it on the bay window next to her, and then looked up at the ceiling where the fog was constantly rising. Maybe it's because the hot compress just relieved some of the fatigue in the eyes, the bloodshot in the girl's eyes is much less, and the rehydrated burgundy eyes are shining with moving brilliance.

"Kyosuke Hojo"

The girl's red lips moved slightly, and she whispered the name of the culprit who had resolutely deleted so much effort.

Through the mist, Kasumigaoka Shiwa seemed to see the figure who was loudly soliciting guests for Eiri Kashiwagi at the last comic con.

She really thinks that her work can also be proudly held in his hand and loudly recommended to the people around her. Although Eiri Kashiwagi is just a girl like an elementary school student, she is really envious...... She has been working very hard to write, and on the Internet, when Hojo Jun told her about the skills she used in writing, as well as the feelings that followed, she knew that her path was not wrong, and even if she didn't have sincerity, she could write works that fascinated people.

So, she revised the already perfect outline and wrote a sequel that Machida would call perfect in a more ornate way.

But today, when I saw the news of Hojo-kun in "Weekly Bunharu", the girl was not shocked by his achievements for the first time, but there was a kind of joy that a rose was suddenly thrown into the open window on a sunny afternoon. It is a kind of pride and honor in the success of the person you admire.

I already knew that he would succeed, and even if he came to the field of creators, he was still so good. This person who has his eye on is slowly showing his excellence to the world.

But then, looking at the bright red 500,000 copies, she knew that just that kind of work was not enough to catch up with Hojo-kun's pace. Hojo-kun is showing his charm unscrupulously, and there will be more and more girls like Eiri Kashiwagi around him, and they will come like bees that smell pollen. You must also refuel, no matter who your opponent is, you can't take him away from you.

However, no matter how good her writing skills are, she is only a third-year girl in junior high school, and she lacks experience, no matter how gorgeous words she uses, she can't write a work that can really move people's hearts. I will cry because of my work, and the only ones who are fascinated are those stupid.

So, she deleted the book and came up with an idea that she hadn't had before.

She wants to write herself, as well as Hojo-kun, into this book.

Before, although she wrote Sha Yujia based on herself, she didn't really pour her heart at all, it was just a fake thing with her personality traits. But now, she decided to put her emotions into it, and let Sha Yujia become her own incarnation and truly live in it.

And the male protagonist Naoto used to be used as a tool to expand the plot and highlight the beauty of Sha Yu, but now the girl decided to make him more attractive and let him really become the male protagonist.

She had an idea in her mind that made her feel bold and shy, and she was about to realize it through this book.

"Little poem, haven't you washed it yet? The instant noodles are ready, hurry up and finish eating them and get ready to start fighting. ”

The girl didn't have time to get excited about the thought in her heart for long when she was interrupted by a voice outside the door.

Really, why doesn't Machida soak more, isn't she afraid that her skin will become an old woman?

"Got it, I'll be right away." Reluctantly agreed, the girl straightened up and stood up in the bathtub, a drop of water slid down her body, gathering into a thin stream of water, along which she rose and sometimes collapsed, sometimes smooth and straight, and sometimes intricately and flowed down her slender body.

……

On the other side, Miki Okuji, who had ended the call with Kyosuke Hojo, was just about to return to the living room to continue talking to her family when she received a call from her friend Shizune Hiratsuka.

"Miki Miki, have you read today's "Weekly Wenchun"?"

There was a friend's anxious voice on the phone, although the other party has always been so impatient, but Miki Okuji is still a little curious about why a gossip weekly made her call to find herself in such a hurry. After all, he has something to do when he returns to his hometown, but if he shares gossip, the other party should not be so anxious.

"No, you know, I'm not interested in those."

Yes, although she is a hot girl who has retired, she really doesn't pay attention to those when she wants to be a good chef. It's this friend Hiratsuka Jing who looks like a boy, and I'm quite interested in the gossip of those stars. Miki Okuji also teased the other party about whether he didn't find a partner because he pinned his feelings on the idol, and saw if the gossip weekly was to wait for the idol to collapse and then start his own love life.

Of course, this speculation was completely denied by the other party.

"I'll send it to you now, you can quickly see if the person mentioned above is the high school boyfriend."

"I said that Kyosuke and I are not in a relationship......"

Before the words were finished, the other side had already hung up the phone, and Miki Okuji looked at the phone helplessly, waiting for the other party to send a message.

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"Picture" - Xiao Jing

CLICK ON THE PICTURE AND TAKE A LOOK, ALTHOUGH THE PEN NAME CALLED EGOIST IS A LITTLE UNFAMILIAR, BUT AFTER SEEING "ONE PUNCH MAN", SHE KNEW THAT THE PERSON IN THE REPORT WAS INDEED KYOSUKE, BUT THERE WAS A LITTLE STRANGE ON IT. Kyosuke is obviously a high school student, but why does it say that he is a junior high school student? Before I could think about it, my friend called again.

"The person mentioned above is Kyosuke Hojo, right, that little boyfriend of yours."

"It's true that Kyosuke is yes, but it's not my ......"

"Didn't he say he was a high school student last time? Why did you become a junior high school student now? ”

Miki Okuji raised her head, looked at the starry sky, and thought for two seconds.

"Maybe it's a mistake in "Weekly Bunchun", Kyosuke's school already has a high school and a junior high school, and it's strange for a magazine that reports gossip and black material to suddenly report this kind of thing, so it's normal to get this wrong, right?" She guessed.

"Well, it seems to make some sense." Hiratsuka Jing on the other side of the phone immediately accepted this explanation, after all, compared to the report in the gossip weekly, it is more feasible to say that it is still her friend.

"But I didn't expect that little ghost to be so powerful."

"Haha, didn't Kyosuke tell you about it before?"

……

The two chatted for a while, and Miki Okuji hung up the phone. I wanted to call Kyosuke Hojo immediately to inform him of the incident and see if the magazine's erroneous report would bother him, but after thinking about it, she opened a search engine and searched for Kyosuke Hojo's name.

I thought it would be nothing, but I didn't expect his name to appear on many forums, and there were even a lot of photos. But just like she and Hiratsuka said, it only said that Kyosuke Hojo studied in Tojo, not that it was Tojo Middle School.

Sure enough, how could Kyosuke-kun be such a reliable person as just a junior high school student. When the two get along, if you don't look at his face, Miki Okuji will even feel that she is talking to her predecessors, that reassuring sense of reliability.

(End of chapter)