Damn, this disgusting guy turned out to be nothing good when he appeared. Kyosuke's worries were correct.

Looking at Yingliri's pitiful appearance, Miyamizu Miya was furious. Although she had been together for only a short morning, she already liked this girl who was obviously one year older than her but still looked like a little girl.

Such cute creatures should be spoiled.

She had been mentally prepared long ago. She told herself that she could no longer be as timid as she was when she was in school when she was a sarcastic fashion bracelet trio, and she should be as strong as Hojo Kyosuke. She could be as strong as Hojo Kyosuke, a primary school student.

Use wisdom to punish those who bully him, there is no reason why I have grown up so much but can't do it!

She tried hard to squeeze away the girl around her, and she planned to lift An Yilun's disgusting guy and throw it to the edge of the exhibition hall.

"Is this your work by Eriri? Are you finally going to reveal your identity as an otaku?" An Yilun here was still talking nonstop as if he had discovered a new world, and even putting his body on the table.

There is enough inside to ask Yingliri to answer him.

This bastard! The witch's anger value increased again. Fortunately, she finally reached the position where she could reach An Yilunye. She grabbed the backpack behind the latter with one hand and lifted him off the ground.

Eriri seemed to finally break free from the fear that his real name was called out on the spot. Looking at An Yilunya, who was being brought into the hands of Hojo Kyosuke, this guy with a soft heart actually showed a hint of unbearable expression, and even wanted to

Let Kyosuke let him go, but...

"Hey, what are you doing? Yinglili, is this your friend? What are he doing?" An Yilun in the air was also moving his hands and feet randomly, and he continued to shout Yinglili's name.

Bad, it's really bad! Even though I knew that I had been hiding the otaku side, I kept calling my name in front of so many people! Eriri's sapphire-like eyes were immediately surrounded by tears, and my heart

The last bit of guilt for this former childhood sweetheart quietly dissipated.

After Miyamizu Miyaki grabbed An Yilunye, he ignored his struggle and grabbed him like a chicken. While saying sorry to the people in front of him, he squeezed out the crowd watching the fun from the trail next to his standing.

She walked in. Although she wanted to cover his mouth, she always felt that it would be disgusting, so she just speeded up.

The back of the exhibition hall is full of stalls, and there are only two rows of stalls at the entrance. Because of safety concerns, there are open spaces behind them.

In front of the stall, although the protagonist of the farce left, everyone noticed the handsome guy who could easily lift a boy with one hand. Looking at the beautiful muscles on the billboard, the male protagonist who was not wearing a top, they all turned the male protagonist into one after another.

It overlapped with the handsome guy in the stall. The girls just now became even more excited. The boys were also curious about what good works such a fierce man were selling, and they all rushed up.

The surging guests forced Mr. Spencer to turn his attention away from Hojo Kyosuke and concentrate on selling.

"Go to Lily, go find Kyosukejun, there are mom and dad here." Kosai Sawamura bowed his body slightly and patted his daughter's little head, with a gentle smile on her face, encouraging.

"Yeah!" Eiri, who was tearful, raised her head and looked at her mother, then wiped her eyes hard with the back of her hand, stood up and ran towards Hojo Kyosuke's position.

Behind the stall, there is where Shiyu Kashinoki has been secretly peeking. The girl with black hair and red eyes didn't expect to see such a farce. Sure enough, the real name of Eri Kashiki Hideri was not generous in revealing the author's identity.

There is a reason.

As a genius with a high IQ in the school all year round, she, who has been watching, naturally saw the key to the matter through the words of the boy who was picked up by Hojo Kwan, and the expressions on the faces of Hojo Kwan, Kashiki Hideri and others.

"Are you finally going to reveal your identity as an otaku?"

When standing behind and hearing this sentence, the girl who had always been a little black-bellied couldn't help laughing out loud, and at the same time she felt a little sympathy for the pale-faced Eiri Kashiki. You all know that others are

He hid his identity and asked so loudly, are you helping that Teacher Kashiki Hideri reveal his identity?

Looking at the people who kept rushing to the stalls, the girl had to admit that the attractive people in this world were those who were outstanding as Hojo-kun.

So the longer I get along with others, the more I like dogs, of course, except for Hojo Kwan. Thinking of this, Shiyu Kasuke took a few steps to the side, and made way for Hojo Kyosuke, who was holding people with anger on his face.

Now is not a good opportunity to meet each other. Even if the first meeting between the two was not under the pink cherry blossom snow, they should have been through the bookshelf through the gaps between the books. Although the teacher Hideri Kashiki is now

The pitiful appearance is very pleasing to the eye.

Looking at Teacher Eiri Kashiki who was running hurriedly in front of him, looking at his barren figure as if he was a primary school student, Teacher Shiko Kashiko, who was condescending with contempt.

In the first round, a complete victory.

Then she borrowed a chair from the stall next door with a Hikou Yiye to sit there and watch the show. This one must be recorded carefully, and it may become a powerful weapon to attack the opponent in the future.

As for why you don't continue to use Fukuzawa Yukiki generously and use Higuchi Ichiha with a denomination of 10,000, which is of course because it doesn't cost so much money to borrow a chair temporarily. Even if it's five thousand, you'll consider it.

This is not a product but someone else’s own use. Could it be because of the lack of money? How is that possible?

"Hey, let me go, who are you?" Without any resistance, I could not break free from that hand, and I couldn't even break free from my schoolbag.

"Shut up, An Yilun, you are such a disgusting guy."

"How did you know my name?"

Ah? An Yilun Ye? I think you have heard of this name? Shiyu Kanoki, who was standing beside him, didn't expect that there would be any unexpected gains. After careful recollection, I found that this was the online blogger named TANK mentioned by the editor Ms. Machida.

The real name is TANK, right? Does it mean to fail completely? It's really suitable for him.

Unfortunately, there is no stall selling food in this exhibition hall. The girl really hopes that she can have a portion of food in her hand at this moment, which will look more interesting.

"How could I know you..."

I even know where your home is and what kind of job does my parents do. If Kyosuke hadn't just investigated his subordinates' orders, you might have been stripped naked and hung at the school gate last night. Miyamizu Miya reviewed the "General Chief Support Team" today

"When the record in the chat room, I saw the story of Onitsuka Eiki, Tanma Ryuji and others teaching the lesson of robbing the three fools of Hojo Kyosuke. My views were really refreshed.

In other words, Kyosuke did not tell the disgusting things that Ahn Yilun did, otherwise the "justice" bad things on Onitsuka might have taught him a lesson as early as the investigation.

"Keisuke, please put him down."

Eriri followed, but she said this not for An Yilun, but for fear that Kyosuke, who looked angry, would do something bad.

After all, on Neon, as long as you take action first, you will be responsible. So when a conflict occurs, those who look fierce can only perform some tricks, and even use their hands to pass through the other person's body as if they dare not touch precious works of art.

The constant touching of centimeters is to make the other party take action first. Neon's tongue-playing culture may also originate from this. There is a lack of vocabulary in terms of swearing, so you can curse for a while if you add tone changes.

"Hmph!" Gong Shui Sanye snorted coldly and threw the things in his hand out.

After a second flight, with a bang, An Yilun also rolled on the ground for four times before stopping.

"It hurts so much! You guy, what are you doing?" An Yilun, who was holding his arms and wailing on the ground, also shouted loudly, and then the gamblers who were studying the exhibition guide here were attracted by the sight again.

"What else do you dare to ask?"

I admit that I don’t have a good control over the recent surge in Keisuke Hojo’s strength, but just what you just did to Eriri just now, it’s not unfair to be beaten, and this is what you hindered our sales activities first.

Miyamizu Miyaha, who was worried about taking too much action, saw that An Yilun was still so energetic, and the anger he had just vented was rising again. He was about to step forward to let him see Tokyo

The strongest and most violent and bad, the unparalleled force of the demon who ran away angel without hands.

She was determined to use this bad guy as a proof of her transformation, so that Hojo Kyosuke could take a good look. Miyamizu Miyaha was not a fool who ate and drank all day long. Even if she had been to Hojo Kyosuke's life,

It can also do a good job!

Fortunately, Kyosuke Hojo doesn’t know what the little witch thinks at this moment, otherwise he may regret why he has worked harder to realize his talent for the competition recently. Isn’t you ashamed of all the messy things?

"Keisuke, it's enough." Eriri reached out and grabbed the angry boy beside her, and walked over to An Yilunya over there.

"Yingli Li." An Yilun also stretched out his hand. He thought his childhood friend was here to pull him up.

"Enough, Lun Ye, this is the last time I called you that." Ignoring that hand, Yingliri lowered her head, and her always energetic voice was no longer energetic at this moment.

"Yingli Li..."

"Please call me Eiri Kashiki, I am just a fan creator here."

“Aren’t we friends?”

"Yes, we used to be friends who talk about everything. I even worked hard to learn painting to become a painter and complete our game with you."

For this reason, I was stunted due to staying up late and became highly myopic. No, maybe I was blind from the beginning.

"Ah, Yinglili, you still remember that dream. I will be the president of the game company, and you will be my original artist."

What surprised Miyamizu Miya was that An Yilun, who had just looked painful, suddenly became excited when he mentioned the game.

"Of course I remember that just today, I took the first step to becoming a creator. But what did you do for the agreement between us?"

Miyamizu Miya looked at Yingliri. The girl was still lowering her head, her arms were hanging on both sides of her body, and her two small fists were clenched. The voice was full of disappointment. The witch girl didn't know that it was Yingliri's agreement for naivety for her childhood

I am disappointed by myself who struggled hard or my disappointment with the shattered memories of my childhood.

She finally learned what the sentence in the character file that Hojo Kyosuke made for Eiriri, "I may have been looking forward to being someone else's bride when I grew up because of the promise of playing every family wine." It turns out that it is really so naive.

Such a cute girl!

Even if she is so cute and easy to cheat, Zao Yexiang will not be so naive. The witch girl felt that her heart was instantly transformed, and then she turned her head and stared at An Yilun. Fortunately, the latter is now fully focused.

On Yingliri, you might be instantly scared to pee.

"I, I'm playing every game that appears on the market!" An Yilun also felt panic for a moment, and then said with confidence.

"Are you learning how to write the most important script for making a game? Or how are your Mandarin grades in school?"

Yingliri finally raised her head, her eyes did not have the tears that Miyamizu Miya imagined, and her blue eyes brightened again. Although she was asking a question, she did not wait for An Yilunye's answer, but instead used her charming

The voice answered directly for the other party.

"Because I'm addicted to games, my grades in the class are just mid-level."

"..." An Yilun, who had already gotten up from his sleeping position, sat on the ground, also looked at the strange childhood sweetheart opposite, and was determined to refute but couldn't speak. What should I do? According to the plot in the game, there should be another beauty at this time.

The girl came out to save the situation? He didn't even dare to look at Yingliri's face, and his head turned slightly to look around.

"So, what about the music needed for the game? There is no, right? Or do you want to use your naturally stupid cousin?"

After saying this, Yinglili bared her little tiger teeth and tried her best to make a contemptuous expression and looked at An Yilunye.

"How could you know Michirou? But it's really feasible to let her make music. As for the script, I just met a best-selling light novel writer some time ago. If it were her, she would definitely be able to write a perfect game script!
To be continued...