Can't wake up a person who pretends to be asleep

Misaki became inexplicably depressed.

"Misaki, while I've been away, your relationship with that nightclub prince hasn't progressed."

She probably saw something from his expression, and Nayuta brought it up on her own initiative.

"Ahaha, no."

Misaki barely maintained her vitality: "Because Jin has been basically not at home these days."

Misaki doesn't know that the reason Jin spends most of his time outside now is not to look for girls like he used to, but to study at his friends' houses.

It's hard to believe, but that's the truth.

In the room, while Nayuta was being held by Misaki, Asahi was finally able to read a book properly.

When Asani returned from school, he discussed part of the plot with Utaha, and then he finished drawing and reading the book, but it didn't take long for Nayuta to come over, which was a headache.

Before long, something interesting happened at dinner time.

Asahi sat in the middle, with Mashiro and Nayuta sandwiched between his sides, and even Kobato, who had always been by his side, sat a little further away sensibly.

"Senpai, please don't touch this vixen again!"

Staring at Mashiro, Nayuta was furious when she found out from Misaki what had happened at Sakurasou in her absence.

The reason was because of the movement and the natural atmosphere between Mashiro and Asahi, as if the two of them were familiar to some extent.

"Are you going to take over the responsibility of taking care of Mashiro?" Asahi said helplessly.

"Impossible! Let Chihiro Sensei take care of her! Isn't she a cousin?" Nayuta refused firmly.

Chihiro: "Do you think there is a chance that I will take care of Mashiro?"

Nayuta was speechless, because she knew Chihiro well, so she couldn't refute her words.

However, the person in question turned a blind eye to those around her talking about his situation, and honestly considered filling his stomach.

Surprisingly, Mashiro's behavior made Nayuta calm. Thinking about it for a moment, she was lacking common sense and there was no way she would be her opponent. Very reluctant to say that she is a love rival.

After simulating many situations in her mind, Nayuta suddenly had the same feelings as Utaha.

Let her go, she's fine.

Sure enough, under his gaze, Mashiro returned to the second floor after dinner, and Asahi paid no special attention to her. After getting along for a while, I don't know if it was an illusion, but Mashiro seemed to vaguely understand the emotions of normal people.

"Misaki, is your progress okay?" Asahi asked.

"No problem, it went really well. Yesterday, I accidentally discovered that some places work better, so I tried making a calculation map, and the results were quite surprising. I asked Ryunosuke to help me set up a calculation map server."

"That would be great, and as long as everything goes well, we might be able to finish filming the anime by the middle of next month."

"Ah! Misaki and Senpai are secretly chatting about anime movies!" Nayuta pouted.

"Who is it that Nayuta can't understand!"

Asahi nodded to express his understanding, and had almost finished eating his dinner. Leaving Misaki to clean up the mess, he went to the bathroom to wash up, and returned to the room only to see a figure protruding under the covers on the bed.

"Senpai, please destroy me as you please! Ah, I get excited thinking about how Senpai just took a shower."

Nayuta suddenly revealed a pure face like a succubus from under the covers, but obscene words that didn't match her appearance leaked out from her mouth.

And looking at Asahi, her cheeks suddenly reddened, not knowing what kind of delusion was in her mind.

Asahi sat down in front of the computer without turning around and said, "Go to sleep, I have to draw for a while."

"No, I have to wait until Senpai and I sleep together!"

Nayuta said properly: "Before that, I will warm the bed properly."

"As long as you're happy."

After that, the two fell silent, only the sound of Asahi working at the computer remained.

Nayuta was looking at work from behind, with a happy smile on her lips.

"By the way, Senpai, I haven't read your new work."

Suddenly thinking of this question, Nayuta was still ready to read, even though she was dissatisfied since the heroine wasn't herself.

"There's a manuscript over there on the bookshelf."

"Understood!"

After getting the script, Nayuta immediately started reading it.

Not only does she have strong feelings of love for Asahi, she is also a novelist, Asahi's number one fan. She does not miss any of his works, and has reread each book several times.

Especially in [No Game No Life], Nayuta always wanted to be Shiro.

Take on the role herself, but back then Asahi didn't know her at all.

But it doesn't matter, you can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep, Nayuta will give "Here's a hint of destiny"

Answer like this.

In the past, she would ask Asahi to read through the original manuscript before it was finished, but unlike the editor and the others, Nayuta was basically just praising from start to finish, so her opinion didn't have much reference value.

But it's a nice thing to be acknowledged by others, and it can increase motivation too. So it was meaningless to show her the script, and if she didn't show it, she would cry and make a scene.

"Ahh, there was actually a bit of a tragedy this time, not at all like Senpai's style."

Nayuta spent about an hour reading [Kotonoha no Niwa].

Nayuta was rolling around on the bed like a cute little animal.

At first, she was going to scold the teacher bitch who only knew how to seduce students, but she changed her mind after reading.

"Fortunately, I plan to try other styles, maybe I will write traditional literature once."

After Asahi finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something: "Have you started writing this month's script?"

Nayuta's face froze: "Senpai, don't bring up irrelevant things that can't be understood at the ambiguous moment when a boy and a girl are in the same room!"

"Remember to start early, otherwise you will be separated for another half a month next month."

Nayuta quibbled: "Uuuuu… The manuscript can't be written quickly."

This might be very painful for others, but Nayuta was definitely not included, she was a true genius like Asahi.

If someone else relied on observing the market to keep up with the hustle and bustle of writing a book, then she was an artist who did whatever she wanted.