"I didn't expect Miss Aoyama to be a student of Assistant High School."
After leaving the convenience store, Fangzheng looked at the girl with a single ponytail beside him with mixed feelings.
The girl was called Aoyama Shichai. She was the same age as Mashiro Sheena and went to the same school.
"I didn't expect to see you here either …."
Looking at Fangzheng, Aoyama Shichai had mixed feelings. That day, she followed Fangzheng's instructions and brought the kitten to Hindfield, but she was stopped as soon as she entered the door. At that time, Aoyama Shichai thought Fangzheng was deliberately making a fool out of her. She did not expect that after she relayed Fangzheng's words, the foreign-looking servant girl would quickly take in the kitten. This made her breathe a sigh of relief.
"Thank you so much. How's the kitten?"
"She's in good spirits. You can go see her if you want. I'll let Belfast know."
"Is that the servant girl's name? She's really a foreigner …. "
Hearing Fangzheng's answer, Aoyama Shichai sighed with emotion. She originally thought that the other party was a fake foreigner. After all, a foreigner maid in a Hefeng Mansion did not seem to fit the situation. She did not expect him to be real ….
"But then again, what's the matter with that girl?"
Speaking of this, Aoyama Shichai also looked at Mashiro Sheena in confusion. Fangzheng also introduced her.
"By the way, let me introduce you. This is Mashiro Sheena. She's currently living in Hindfield. From today onwards, she'll be transferred to Assistant High School's Art Department. As you can see just now, this child is very lacking in common sense. If possible, I hope you can help take care of her. "
"I see …."
Hearing Fangzheng's words, Aoyama Seven Seas couldn't help but recall how Mashiro Shiina picked up the cake and ate it in the convenience store just now. She couldn't help but smile bitterly and asked curiously.
At the same time, she asked curiously, "But Mr. Fangzheng, what's your relationship with Sheena? Your surnames are different, so you shouldn't be brother and sister …. You seem to have a good relationship …. "
At this moment, Mashiro Sheena, who had been standing quietly by the side, spoke up.
"Because Fangzheng is my first man."
"Huh?!"
Upon hearing that, Qing Shan and Qi Hai were taken aback. As for Fangzheng, he smiled and bowed.
"That's truly an honor for me. I hope that I'll be the last man for Mashiro San."
"Eh? Eh eh?! Are you two lovers? "
Qing Shan and Qi Hai looked at each other, dumbfounded. Their faces were flushed red. Masahiro Shiina said without a change in expression.
"It's great that the first man is Fangzheng."
"This, this, this, this …"
Aoyama Shichai's face was as red as a crayfish. Just as she was considering whether she should find an excuse to run away, Masako Sheena continued.
"When I was in England, there were only girls around me. Fangzheng was the first man I had a good relationship with."
"What? That's what you mean …."
Hearing this, Aoyama Shichai breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, she glared at Fangzheng with dissatisfaction.
"Really, Mr. Fangzheng, if that's the case, why didn't you make it clear earlier? You're deliberately making people misunderstand!"
"What's wrong with that? It's not like I'm going to lose anything. "
"… Hah."
Looking at the smiling Fangzheng, Aoyama Shichai was completely speechless.
With Aoyama Shichai's help, Masako Sheena successfully entered school. After sending Masako Sheena off, Fangzheng went to other worlds for a while before returning to Hinata Village.
"Phew …. This world is really peaceful after all …."
Lying on the bed, Fangzheng could not help yawning. Although there were no major wars in the Overworld, there were constant conflicts between countries. At the third coordinate, Amelia and Firut once again led the Revolutionary Army to launch a counterattack against Luganica, and it was a complete mess.
The Galactic Empire was entangled with Tyron and the Chaos Demons, and they also had to face internal conflicts. After all, the Emperor's principle of giving priority to humans had angered many alien races, and there might be a civil war and a great purge.
In the Four-Leaf Galaxy, the Pinball World was being rebuilt, and people were dying in the Conan World …. Well, this was also a daily occurrence.
This was the only place where he could live a peaceful life.
While Fangzheng was enjoying himself and killing time, the door to his room suddenly opened, and someone walked in.
"Yo, Mashiro, you're back."
Fangzheng raised his head and waved at Mashiro. Mashiro nodded and walked to Fangzheng's side.
"Come."
"Huh?"
Before Fangzheng could figure out what was going on, Mashiro took his hand and led him to her room. Then, she closed the door and looked at Fangzheng.
"Take it off."
“？？？”
Mashiro's expression didn't change in the slightest in the face of Fangzheng's puzzled gaze.
"I want to see your naked body."
"Is that so? Is that so …"
Hearing Mashiro's answer, Fangzheng thought for a moment.
"But it's not fair for me to take it off by myself."
"I understand."
Mashiro nodded at Fangzheng's words.
"Then I'll take it off too."
"That's more like it."
Fangzheng nodded in satisfaction at Mashiro's reply. There was an equivalent exchange in this world, and no matter what, he was still a god. How could she possibly want to see his pure and unblemished body without paying any price? Impossible!
Neither of them were the kind of people who would show shyness in a love anime, so after a while, Fangzheng and Mashiro "saw each other naked" again.
"How is it? My body? "
Fangzheng proudly puffed out his chest and looked at Mashiro with a smile. Mashiro, on the other hand, stared at Fangzheng with her eyes wide open.
"It's … different from the sculptures."
"Of course."
Fangzheng could naturally sense where Mashiro was looking at, so he chuckled.
"Greek sculptures are just like their people, short and weak. How can they compare to the mighty and domineering Snake Spear of ours? But then again, why do you suddenly want to see this? "
"…"
This time, in response to Fangzheng's curious question, Mashiro was silent for a moment, but still gave an answer.
"Ying Lili …"
"Ying Lili?"
"Ying Lili said … that she wants me to challenge a more extreme theme … She said that my routine is too old, not fresh enough …"
"Yeah, that's true …"
Fangzheng also remembered the Mashiro Sheena manga that Ying Lili showed him in the morning. Apart from the five-panel ending that made people speechless, the whole routine itself was also very old. Even if Mashiro Sheena didn't do four-panel manga and just drew it step by step, there probably wouldn't be much to see.
At the same time, Fangzheng also remembered the novel "Voyage to the Sea from Hiroshima". It was clearly a shoujo manga, but the scale was more exciting than many 20 + manga, and it was also very popular. It was ridiculously popular … In a way, Ying Lili's suggestion to Mashiro Sheena was right.
Speaking of which, Black Cat had complained to him before that her friend "Xiaotong Tong" had written a manga in which the female protagonist was also a "Although I smoke, have sex, and have an abortion, I'm still a good girl" story … In the end, not only was it ridiculously popular, it was even going to be published?
Forget it, youth literature … That's pretty much what they read back then.
Huh?
While Fangzheng was thinking, Mashiro stretched out her hand and gently pressed on his chest.
"It's very hard … very sturdy …"
"No matter what, I've trained before. Besides, the body structure of a woman and a man is different."
"…"
Mashiro leaned over and pressed herself against Fangzheng's body.
"Hug me."
"Like this?"
Fangzheng wrapped his arms around Mashiro.
"…"
However, Mashiro's expression didn't change at all. Instead, she raised her head and looked at Fangzheng.
"Are you excited?"
"That depends on your performance, Mashiro-san."
Fangzheng shook his head.
"Making a man excited is also a skill."
"It seems very difficult …" Mashiro frowned slightly.
Mashiro furrowed her eyebrows slightly. Judging from her appearance, this didn't seem like two naked people hugging each other at all. It seemed more like she was thinking about how to solve a math problem.
"Is it not going well?"
Fangzheng let go of her and chuckled as he looked at Mashiro. Of course, he knew what Mashiro was worried about. Indeed, in terms of drawing style, Mashiro didn't need any practice at all. From what Fangzheng saw, Mashiro was already at the level of a first-rate mangaka in the industry, but this didn't mean that she didn't have any problems.
Her problem was … that she didn't know how to draw people.
It wasn't simply drawing people. In fact, Fangzheng discovered this problem when he looked at the manga this morning. No matter if it was the female lead, the male lead, or the love rival, everyone gave off the same feeling. They couldn't even be considered the laziest standard in the industry. Everyone had no emotions; everyone was Mashiro.
When the female lead confessed to the male lead, she didn't have any feelings.
When the male lead accepted the female lead's confession, he didn't have any feelings either.
When the love rival expressed his jealousy, he also didn't have any feelings.
It was like three unskilled actors performing on the stage like emotionless machines.
"… … …"
Mashiro let go of Fangzheng, sat down in front of the computer, and began drawing on her drawing tablet. Meanwhile, Fangzheng finished putting on his clothes and put on Mashiro's pajamas.
"Manga and drawing are different."
"… … …?"
Mashiro turned around and stared unblinkingly at Fangzheng.
"At the end of the day, drawing is nothing more than drawing what's right in front of you. Perhaps someone as talented as you can capture some things that others can't, but that's all there is to it. They're here to begin with, so for you, all you need to do is draw them. But manga is different. "
Fangzheng spread his hands.
"The world of manga is based on your imagination. It doesn't matter how absurd or exaggerated it is, because it's something that doesn't exist in reality.
This is different from drawing. To put it bluntly, a simple artist is no different from a human camera with Photoshop, but that's all there is to it. "
Hearing this, Mashiro lowered her eyes and stared at the ground without saying a word.
However, before Fangzheng could finish his words.
"If you're troubled by this, I have an idea — you can work together with someone else."
"… Work together?"
Hearing Fangzheng's words, Mashiro raised her head and looked at him curiously. Fangzheng nodded.
"That's right. Everyone has their limits. You're very good at drawing, but you're obviously not good at creating. That's when you need someone to help you …"
As he spoke, Fangzheng picked up his cell phone.
"I might be able to find someone who can help you."
(End of this chapter)
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