The next day, Saturday, 7:30 in the morning.

Jiji~jiujiu~

The sparrows outside the window were noisy.

Rustling, rustling...

The scraping of clothes made a soft sound in the room.

Kato Yusuke slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was the white and rosy thighs, with thin black stockings climbing up the delicate skin.

A pair of plain hands held both sides of the pantyhose tightly, showing off their charm, slowly pulling them from the thighs to the buttocks, and finally disappeared under the dark blue sailor skirt.

Pa~

Beautiful notes passed into the ears, playing the clarion call to wake up in the morning.

The elegant skirt was lifted slightly around like gauze, and the pure white covered with black flashed in front of the eyes.

The tight stockings quietly wrap the legs without any wrinkles, making the soft curves of the legs particularly plump and reflecting the hazy beauty.

When this scene burned into his eyes, Kato Yusuke suddenly woke up, but then he immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

After putting on her pantyhose, Shiyu glanced back thoughtfully, her eyes fell on his closed eyes, she smiled tenderly, then walked to the window and started to sort out the things on the table.

First, I pack my laptop into my suitcase, and then I help someone pack away the half-finished comic manuscript I drew yesterday.

She wanted to just put it into a plastic bag from the convenience store, but when her eyes fell on the drawing paper, she couldn't help but become a little interested.

On the screen, there are five slender fingers making a fox gesture. The thumb, middle finger, and ring finger are pinched into a window, and the index finger and little finger are tilted upward.

In the middle of the window formed by fingers is an ugly demon with a bloody mouth.

Under the unique storyboard design, this hand looks like it is extending from outside the grid, giving it an extremely special tension.

After seeing that it was still early before the agreed gathering time and that Kato Yusuke was still sleeping, Shiyu simply picked up the original manuscript of the comic and sat on the bed to read it.

And the more she looked at it, the more surprised she felt.

Whether it's an unexpected development, a unique storyboarding technique, or a casual yet sophisticated painting technique.

She appreciated everything and couldn't put it down, so she couldn't help but take out her mobile phone and take pictures of some of the original manuscripts.

——Click, click.

The sound of the shutter echoed in the room.

"..."

Kato Yusuke deliberately rolled his body, pretending to have just woken up, and sat up from the bed.

"Good morning, Yuu-chan."

After hearing the commotion, Shiyu put down the manuscript and turned around to look over.

"……morning."

Kato Yusuke responded "sluggishly" and looked out the window.

What comes into view is the fresh and natural dawn, as well as the many high-rise buildings in Hehe City that half-block the sun.

Then he straightened his face again.

In the bright light, there is a beautiful and sickly Shura girl with long black hair and a radiant face.

"did you sleep well?"

"……Um."

"What, are you so sleepy that you still haven't woken up yet?" Shiyu teased in a friendly tone, causing Kato Yusuke to shake his head in denial.

"...No, what are you doing?"

"Me? I'm reading 伱's manga~ It's still a masterpiece that people can't find anything to criticize~"

"It's just a comic. This description is a bit too much."

"Really~? But I really like it very much. There is a passion in it that can make people want to create. If you want to talk about the specific extent..."

Shiyu suddenly stretched out a finger, poked his solid chest as if caressing it, and exclaimed: "It's almost the same as your body makes me feel. It's so delicious that I want to taste it."

~"

"..."

Kato Yusuke casually removed her hand, only to realize that the bathrobe he wore last night had gone somewhere, and he was only covered by a quilt that slid to his waist.

Considering that there is only one bed in the room, it is natural not to prepare two quilts...

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but be shocked.

"...!"

Kato Yusuke, who noticed this, stretched out his hand and pulled up the quilt. Although there was an undercurrent in his chest, his face was calm. It was not until he felt that the boxer briefs on his lower body were still well worn on his body that he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

From this point of view, it seems that he just took off his bathrobe unknowingly while sleeping, and there is nothing else abnormal...

This discovery subconsciously relaxed his nerves.

"Speaking of which~" Shiyu asked casually: "Were you awake when I was changing clothes?"

"No." Kato Yusuke replied decisively.

Shiyu narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and asked with a leisurely smile: "Instant answer?"

"...Well, what's the problem?"

"It's nothing~ It's just that you seem very tired. Are you still immersed in the afterglow of last night's passion?"

"...Are you referring to the incident where you were forced to interrupt your work later?" Kato Yusuke sighed softly.

"That was my fault, so I'm sorry, but seeing you in such high spirits, there shouldn't be any problem, right?"

Shiyu chuckled lightly, and glanced at somewhere on the quilt intentionally or unintentionally, and the outline of a steep and tall mountain appeared in his mind.

This kind of explicit words and deeds with a pornographic accent early in the morning are very personal and really hard to tolerate.

Kato Yusuke frowned slightly and didn't say anything. He just looked at her deeply and then asked: "...can you pass me the clothes?"

"Um~ Do you want to go have breakfast?"

"No, I'm going back to Tokyo."

"So early? Isn't it a little too hard?"

"It's not too early. After all, the drive takes an hour and a half. Besides, isn't Senior Shiyu also busy with something?"

"After all, I like this job, so it's okay. In that case, we are both career-oriented~"

Shiyu said and handed over his uniform, the smile on her face was full of vitality. She was beautiful, intellectual, and very charming.

Even though he sometimes shows his fragile side, he also exposes his devil-like black-hearted nature.

But as a writer, he is very respectable and an out-and-out excellent creator.

Kato Yusuke's eyes moved, and he looked away as if he was stung by her dazzling eyes. While wearing trousers under the quilt, he said slowly:

"...I am different from my senior sister. I only act to repay my debt. I am not as noble as you."

Although the magnetic voice is calm, it also contains a bit of depression that is not easy to detect.

Basically, if he didn't still have a large amount of debt on his back and just rely on system points and ordinary part-time jobs...even if he went to work for Akane Benisaka, he felt that he could live a normal life.

He doesn't have much desire for money, and his previous careful calculations were just to pay off debts.

As for himself, Kato Yusuke considers himself a person with low desires, and his personality belongs to the type of relying on mountains and rivers.

To put it nicely, it means taking things as they come; to say it worse, it means having no ambition.

If he once worked hard to give his beloved a future, then now he has lost this reason and motivation.

If it hadn't been for Akane Benisaka's incident, he could easily earn a lot of money just by drawing books, and that income would even exceed that of most comic strips.

Home.

As he thought about it, he fell into silence.

Shiyu was keenly aware of the strangeness in him, and couldn't help but frown, and then whispered: "I'm very happy about what happened last night."

Kato Yusuke thought she was still joking about what happened last night, so he couldn't help but sigh: "So that's enough about that joke..."

"——I'm not talking about that."

"?"

Facing his doubtful gaze, Shiyu moved her body and came face to face with him, her eyes gentle and sincere.

"What I want to say is that it is really a pleasure to create with you! Because you have the talent and imagination that make me take it seriously, and I am convinced of this again."

"As long as you are by my side, my passion will never fade. I am willing to just write with all my heart and blood just for you."

There was a hint of feminine charm in her tone.
To be continued...