Yuanyue Academy, Nakiri's house.

Late at night, Erina Nakiri was lying on the bed, watching comic books with relish.

Beep.

The phone placed on the pillow suddenly came to a reminder of receiving a message. Erina Nakiri frowned and opened the phone, but it was a Twitter message sent by a friend of a female comic author:

"Hey, Lord Erina, are you free this weekend? Let's go have Chinese cuisine together!"

The other person's avatar is a cute girl with a golden double ponytail.

"Chinese cuisine?" Erina Nakiri raised her eyebrows. This girl was not only the artist she knew, but also the daughter of a British diplomat. The two met at a celebrity banquet, but later they gradually learned about each other's identities during their relationship.

I'm afraid that besides Erina Nakiri herself, and her follower Hisako Nito, no one knows the "God's tongue" of Totsuki Ten, and there is also a friend of the same age from another school.

"Yes, you don't know that there is a store that has been hotly discussed by the Otaku tonight. It's in Amiyokocho in Taitung District..."

Seeing this, Erina Nakiri couldn't help but take a deep breath, and that hateful face appeared in front of her.

"Is that store called Xia's Chinese Cuisine Store?" She sent a message with trembling fingers.

"Oh, Lord Erina, I thought you, the Ten Master of the Fargo, didn't care much about the information of a mere commoner's restaurant."

“…”

Erina Nakiri was silent. She snorted until the girl opposite sent a urging message that she snorted and typed hard: "What bullshit Chinese cuisine, don't go!"

"Mr. Erina, your personality is really hard to understand." The girl sent a sarcastic grimace expression. Erina Nakiri was annoyed and wanted to retort. Unexpectedly, the other party continued to send the next message that made her heart beat faster:

"By the way, I've completed a short story recently. Do you want to read it? Hey?"

"Short story?"

Thinking of the true identity of this friend, Erina Nakiri's face was flushed.

On the surface, she is the daughter of a British diplomat, a high-ranking Tokyo lady. She is also recognized as a rich and beautiful lady. But in fact, she is a deep-seated homegirl and a well-known fan-mouthed artist on the Internet.

Thinking of the delicate and gorgeous comics sent by the other party before, Erina Nakiri unconsciously stirred her legs on the bed, and her beautiful eyes looked hesitant.

"Do you want it?" The opposite side asked impatiently without a reply.

"No, no!"

"...I really don't?" said the blonde ponytail girl, "You have to be honest, Lord Erina! After all, besides cooking, comics and novels are your second hobbies! As a painter, I think I have the responsibility to make you happy and give you more cooking inspiration!"

"Just say that, I specially drew this short story for you. Hehehe, you will definitely be very surprised after reading it!"

When Erina Nakiri saw the last message, she looked curious. She was about to ask, and DiDi, and her phone received a new email with a compressed package attachment, which was more than 20 M in size, which is quite small for a comic picture package.

He said he refused, and after receiving the email, Erina Nakiri skillfully downloaded, compressed, and opened it on his phone.

“Full color?”

The first picture is very beautiful, giving people a sense of visual instant killing.

The sunset was setting, the sky was distant, the cherry blossom petals covered the ground, and there were cherry-colored trees around it. The two girls were lingering on the cherry blossom petals, and their clothes were not in order. Nakirina's heart beat faster. After looking carefully, she noticed the appearance characteristics of the two girls, which were extremely familiar. She couldn't help but scream and was shocked.

The girl with short red and purple hair was underneath, and the girl with slightly curly blonde hair was above, with a charming posture. She grabbed the girl's uniform and tie below, and her other fair hand picked up the girl's white shirt that had been unbuttoned after taking off her coat, and her bra was exposed.

If the girl below is half-covered, then the girl above will be too much, half-body exposed, white as snow, and a short uniform skirt below, and the black stockings on the right leg have faded to the ankles.

"hiss……"

No matter how stupid Erina is, she can see that the two people in this picture are not the same as herself and Hisa!

"This, this is so erotic!" Nakirina's face turned red like an apple, her heart was almost suffocating, and she turned off her phone with a bang, and sat on the bed and gasped heavily. After a while, she gritted her teeth again, muttering about perverted perverts in her mouth, but her body was very obedient, unlocking the phone again and lit the screen.

The gorgeous Gongkou comics once again occupy the mobile phone screen.

This time Erina Nakiri finished reading it with her teeth grinding.

The first, the second, the third...

There are eleven pictures in total.

It’s okay at the beginning, but the more you get to the later content, the bolder it will be.

Since it is full-color and private entertainment, there is no code in the indescribable areas. Nakirina herself felt dizzy and had a fever in her nose, as if she was about to have a nosebleed.

"How is it?" Soon, a girl with golden two ponytails sent a greeting.

"Okay! Very good!" Erina Nakiri molared her teeth.

“…”

In a luxurious villa on a ramp in Tokyo, late at night, the girl sitting on the painting table holding a cell phone shivered.

"Don't worry, Erina, it's for internal appreciation only, 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 it to Hisako?"

"...Golden Retriever, do you want to die?"

From the information, the girl could sense the terrible murderous aura and shrink her head, "Oh, I understand, I will keep the draft carefully."

"Anyway, the set of pictures is spread to the third person anyway, you know the consequences!"

After Erina Nakiri said this, she took the initiative to change the topic:

"I heard that you have made up your mind with that childhood sweetheart recently?"

"Tsk! Who wants to make peace with him!"

Now it was the turn of a blonde girl with two ponytails to be proud.

"Then it's best. Don't hang out with a group of common people all day long. You are in public schools in elementary and junior high schools, right? Why did you suddenly go to Toyonosaki Academy in high school..."

Late at night, two blond and arrogant girls with roughly similar personalities began a long chat.

...

The next day.

The heavy rain in Tokyo yesterday made the streets wet, and the weather was a little cold in mid-March. However, early in the morning, the Chinese restaurant deep in the old shopping street gathered a group of guests who came here early.

"It's almost nine o'clock, and it hasn't opened yet?"

"Who knows. I came here after reading Tianfeng's tweet. Today happens to be Saturday. If you have time, wait more."

This group of guests has one common feature:

young!

The younger ones are probably only thirteen or fourteen years old, and the oldest ones are just like college. It can be said that they are all loyal users of Niconico, and they are even more crowded with "Tianfeng" Shun Mizutani.

The psychology of fans is actually easy to understand. No matter what the idols support, they should pay attention to, let alone a Chinese restaurant that is said to be delicious.

In this world, food, clothing, housing and transportation, "food" has been infinitely raised and even sacred, and the social status of chefs has also increased.
Chapter completed!