Sensei's Inspection

"Asakawa." A beautiful and cute jade foot stomped on Naoki's feet lightly, "Help me rate my manga."

"Your feet are so cold." Naoki closed the exercise book in his hand, "Keep your feet off."

"No, it's big brother's job to warm little sister's feet."

"Would you like to help me warm the bed in winter?" Naoki couldn't help but mock her.

Your feet are as cold as ice. Those who said that they should be so grateful to have been stepped on by a little sister were all people who didn't have a little sister!

Nanjo half narrowed his eyes: "Heh ..."

"Please be quiet." Naoki interrupted Nanjo's sarcasm and stretched out his hand, "Give me the tablet."

...

3 minutes later.

Naoki closed the tablet and expressed his true opinion as a reader: "Not very good."

"Where's the bad part?"

Nanjo put his hands on his chest and his feet on Naoki's thighs to increase his strength a bit.

"That's too ordinary." Naoki didn't give up because of Nanjo's identity as a little sister, but calmly said, "Your manga style isn't bad, even though it's all yaoi manga, but there's barely any problem… the problem is the plot. "

Naoki continued: "Man No. 1 and No. 2 met for playing tennis, Senpai took care of Kouhai, and then the emotional scene was so boring…"

"What did you say?"

Nanjo pushed his foot against Naoki's chest angrily.

After all, she had worked hard to draw manga for two days, and that was not a word of encouragement, but rather a critique. You really want to get beaten, don't you?

"Homogenization is too serious." Naoki reached out and held Nanjo's leg, "The plot is too similar to other manga, and there are no bright spots and new ideas."

Nanjo was silent.

She didn't feel anything while reading the book, but he herself found it difficult to draw. Even though Naoki's comment was unpleasant to hear, it was true.

"Then what is there to say?"

"Um…" Naoki pondered. "Why don't we just draw Shoujo Manga?"

"Impossible..." Nanjo refused, "Don't underestimate the Fujoshi manga!"

"Then you can only make breakthroughs and innovations in the plot..." Naoki rubbed his brows, and said, "For example, the male lead and another male lead fell in love at the same time with the female Heroine, two people usually compete in various ways, but in the end, they suddenly realize that the person they really like is each other?"

"Hah?" Nanjo blinked, "Not bad…"

Nanjo's eyes lit up, joy appeared on her beautiful face, and she muttered to herself: "The two of them understand each other's heart on a rainy night, leaving only the hesitant woman in her original place. At the same time, the life experiences of the first man and the second man are gradually being revealed…"

"It turns out that the two of them are siblings who have been separated for years!"

*pu—*

Naoki almost broke the pencil in his hand.

Disgusting! This is too disgusting! It was a normal Fujoshi manga in manga style now, but in the blink of an eye, you turned it into a taboo drama. Even ancient Greek mythology was known to be playful, at most the tumultuous relationship between siblings. I've never heard of a same-sex sibling falling in love!

"Give me the tablet back." Nanjo was so excited that she couldn't wait to bend down, ready to take the tablet from Naoki, "I'm inspired!" "

Naoki was about to speak, when he suddenly found that his eyes were distorted by an unknown force, and looked at Nanjo subconsciously.

(Strange, there's an unknown power distorting my eyes...)

The eyes fell on the girl's snow-white slender neck, and then slid down unconsciously, under the neck It was a round and smooth collarbone, and a deep and curved sunken radian, steadily descending...

Don't slouch in your pajamas! As a girl, you should pay more attention!

What should I do if I see my little sister and lose control?

Of course, quickly turn away!

Unfortunately, girls are the most sensitive in this regard. Naoki only watched for less than a second. Nanjo had already noticed. She looked at Naoki with disdain like she saw non-recyclable trash in a trash can.

"Going to the hospital to book a bed."

Little sister wanting to draw a Fujoshi book isn't cute at all.

...

The morning of the second day, Naoki ran into a problem.

"Nanjo, it's 7:30, time to wake up."

The girl on the bed didn't move.

"Nanjo, wake up for breakfast, there's your favorite saury."

"..."

"I'll lift the blanket if you don't wake up again."

"..."

The girl on the bed still didn't respond. If she's not breathing, Naoki wonders if Nanjo has become vegetative overnight.

People Die if they are Killed.

It's a pity that people don't always wake up when called. There are some of the worst bedridden patients in the world. Once they enter bedridden mode, they will lose their hearing. Will never wake up when someone is shouting anything. It is 'You never wake someone who is pretending to be asleep'.

"Can't you wake up." Naoki sat on the edge of the bed and slipped his hand into it from the edge of the blanket, "I'm starting."

Voice commands have no effect, Naoki can only use manual wake mode at this time.

"Um..."

With Naoki's invasion, Nanjo who was leaning by his side, quickly frowned, and let out a low and depressed hum from his nose. The bright morning echoed softly.

"D-Don't touch me..."

Nanjo wanted to dodge, but unfortunately his strength was too weak, and she was easily caught by Naoki.

"You don't want to wake up after I scream, I think I need to give you a gift." Naoki quickly increased the strength in his hands.

The strange numbness made the girl on the bed curl up, her cheeks flushed pink, and a few strands of disheveled hair fell on her face, making her look very gentle and helpless:

"H-Hurry up and stop… not there…"

Nanjo's face became even redder, his hands were unable to grip the blanket, his breaths gradually became short, and now she endured the onslaught of grief.

"You talk, but you keep your eyes open."

"..."

After a few seconds, the girl with a severe bedridden illness finally couldn't take it anymore, she suddenly opened her eyes, and the beautiful burgundy eyes were full of anger.

*Peng!*

Nanjo kicked and shouted: "Hentai! If you press my foot again, you will go to the hospital!!"

Finally woke up the bedridden girl and hurriedly had breakfast. Nanjo was changing his shoes in the corridor, complaining: "Shit, I'm going to be late."

"Hurry up and change your shoes."

"It's all your fault for kicking me in the morning."

"..."

The sudden icy chill. The attack made Naoki's scalp tingle slightly.

"This familiar suppression…"

Cold sweat quickly fell from the top of Naoki's head.

The next moment, Nanjo who had put on his shoes, had reached out and held them by the doorknob.

"Wait a moment..."

*Kacha*

Open door.

A beautiful woman in a suit and pink hair stood outside the door, like a Goddess of ice and snow born in an exotic land. Wherever his icy gaze went, everything froze in a flash.