This Man Cannot Be Saved

Some people couldn't judge just by their appearance, Asahi felt like Chihiro, and no matter how much she winked at him, it was useless.

Chihiro sat cross-legged: "Don't you like young women like me?"

Asahi bluntly denies it: "I'd rather play with Hina Sensei once than with you."

"Tomorrow, I will tell Hina the good news." Chihiro is not only not angry, but she is also very happy.

This guy was desperate, Asahi waved his hand to indicate that he didn't want to talk to her.

"Ah, it's too late. I made an appointment for the hair salon before leaving, and it was almost too late. I leave Sakurasou to you." After drinking the last can of beer, Chihiro suddenly realized that it was already 6 p.m.

So, she put on her high heels and went out happily.

Asahi watched her leave, then returned to Mashiro's room and started drawing the original drawing.

...

Such days continued until the weekly day of rest.

Anime production was originally something that needed to be done slowly, but all Sakurasou is a genius who exceeds the expectations of ordinary people.

With the drawings of Asahi, Mashiro, Eriri, Sagiri, and Misaki, the speed of drawing can be said to be fast,

When it comes to anime sound effects, Misaki enlisted the help of her classmates, and she has also enlisted the help of others to create her own anime before.

If calculated according to the game reading, they had completed 8% of the progress in the past two days.

In other words, it only takes about 20 days to complete the production of an anime movie, which is a hellish bundle of speed.

The serialization of [Kotonoha no Niwa] is not expected to be completed, and a movie will be made.

These mornings, it was rare that he didn't have to go to school, so Asahi didn't wake up until 10 a.m.

After seeing Kobato watching anime in the living room, Asahi immediately went to Mashiro's room, unexpectedly she had woken up, standing in front of the large mirror in the middle of the room with his back to the door.

Smooth and transparent skin was visible from the gaps in her hair, and the tight waistline was exquisite, as if she had just been born.

Mashiro, who was drawing with a pencil on paper, turned his head when he heard the sound. When the eyes met, Asahi narrowed his eyes: "What are you doing?"

"Sketch of a woman." Mashiro added: "Draw while looking in the mirror."

"School homework?"

Mashiro nodded, indicating that she had finished drawing.

Then she turned around, and her pretty legs came into Asahi's sight.

Mashiro looked at him, then lowered her head to confirm her appearance, then took half a step back, grabbed the hem of her pajamas with both hands, and pulled it down hard to cover her legs.

Mashiro, who was leaning forward slightly, looked at Asahi with her usual upward gaze, showing an embarrassed and awkward expression: "Help me choose clothes."

"Oh?"

Although slightly surprised by Mashiro's unexpected reaction, Asahi still found a black dress with thin shoulder straps among the scattered clothes.

"How about wearing a liner underneath."

"Where are the underwear?"

Asahi looked around, picked up a pair of black lace underwear from the ground and handed it to Mashiro: "Then this is the set."

"I'm going to change clothes." Mashiro looked at Asahi while holding the clothes.

Asahi answered casually: "Oh."

"Asahi, come out, don't peek."

Saying so, Mashiro pushed him out the door.

What has happened?

Asahi was taken aback for a moment, he had never before seen Mashiro pouting so dissatisfiedly, and looked away.

The traces of Mashiro's skin dyed pink lingered in his mind, could it be because she was embarrassed?

Did she finally evoke the emotions a girl should have?

Asahi felt that he could only use this explanation to explain it. If not, Mashiro will not respond to similar behavior.

After more than five minutes, Mashiro who had changed clothes finally came out, even smoothing her messy hair accidentally, Asahi couldn't help staring at Mashiro's face.

To be honest, even now, Asahi doesn't know what the girl in front of him is thinking. Obviously, sometimes some things are unimportant, but at a certain moment Mashiro will be embarrassed, which is really unpredictable.

"Asahi, Mashiro, do you want to play a game?" At this time, Misaki poked her head out the next door and graciously invited the two of them over.

Of course, Asahi chose to refuse. Regarding video games, he would only compromise under Kobato's coquettish attacks. As for the others, forget it.

"Does the sound effect on your side communicate well?"

Apart from drawing, Misaki is also in charge of color design, and overall, Asahi and her are the ones who get the most work done.

"Don't worry!" Misaki gave a thumbs up: "You have to balance work and free time!"

Asahi quite agreed with this, he originally wanted to go for a walk, but today it was raining, even though it wasn't raining heavily.

Only a hint of lemony yellow sunlight can be seen outside, extending from the gaps of thick cumulonimbus clouds continuously to the ground, and can get a bird's-eye view of the familiar Tokyo streetscape detail in the distance.

From the second floor of the house to the amusement equipment in the children's garden, and even the tea room that could be seen from the window of the multi-purpose building, everything could be seen at a glance. The rain drenched the ground in an instant. Instantly, the sun was shining everywhere reflecting off the buildings, streets and trees.

Asahi thought that he might be able to go outside for some fresh air when the rain stopped, but at this time the phone in his pocket kept beeping that an email had come in, which disturbed him.

Asking Mashiro to wash her face and brush her teeth, Asahi turned on his cell phone and looked at it.

"Senpai! Woohoo... I left senpai a long time ago, and I can't smell senpai. Nayuta was about to wither. After I come back, senpai should be responsible for nourishing my thirsty body!"

"Does senpai know? Damn it, I haven't been approved for any means of communication recently. If the editors didn't see my progress, I repeatedly begged and reluctantly agreed to allow me to send two emails."

"By the way, did senpai steal food behind my back? Fortunately, there are still three days left to complete the mission and return from Shikoku! Wait for your beautiful future girlfriend! I will be able to satisfy Senpai by then! It doesn't matter what I have in my body!"

Turning off the phone, Asahi reminisced about his peaceful life without Nayuta's harassment during this period, and he rarely sighed. After three days, he might never have a moment of peace again.