man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 10 [010] Regular life
early morning,

Shiina Iori was wearing a mask and loose sportswear, and opened the door with non-combustible garbage in her hand.

He has the habit of running in the morning.

It's just that at the same time as he opened the door, the apartment next door seemed to be ready, and was pushed open at the moment when the door lock sounded.

"Ara, what a coincidence! Shiina-kun."

The woman in the same sportswear pushed the door out from the next door, and looked at about twenty years old, maybe thirty or not—the women in the island country all have maintenance and makeup that can’t be overemphasized as witchcraft. Skill.

"Good morning, Miss Yamanaka."

Shiina Iori nodded politely, and calmly went downstairs from another passage with the garbage, bypassing the direction of Miss Yamanaka.

I don't know if it's because women who are almost 30 years old are suffering from marriage crisis. His neighbor always looks at him a little strangely.

Of course, he may have thought too much.

Throwing away the garbage at the drop-off point downstairs, Iori Shiina stepped on her feet, did warm-up exercises, and started jogging slowly along the Machima path.

Miss Yamanaka took a deep breath after waiting for Shiina Iori to start running.

She looked into the distance, staring at the target in front of her with excitement in her eyes.

"Tight, upright!"

"This is the body that exists in fantasy!"

"Today! Today I must write it down completely!"

She took a deep breath of the morning air, refreshed and her eyes bright.

Miss Yamanaka is a professional cartoonist.

However, unlike the serious comics industry that others are engaged in, she is an erogeist with a great reputation on the Internet!
He used to be the assistant of an unnamed teacher named Shui Long.

As an assistant, Miss Yamanaka worked hard and worked hard for several years, and finally mastered the unique (egg) painting skills.

Only at the beginning of her debut, she has made a good reputation in the eroge industry.

Just as an uncensored artist who pursues constant innovation and breakthroughs, Miss Yamanaka always hopes that her painting level can go further and reach the level of the teacher Shuilong she once followed.

It's a pity that talent is limited no matter how high it is. As early as a few months ago, Miss Yamanaka touched her career bottleneck.

Even if it is a legendary touch in the world of painting among other people on the Internet, she knows very well that it may be like this in her life.

——Until that day, Shiina Iori appeared.

"Good morning, this is Iori Shiina, my new neighbor."

"Please give me more advice in the future."

The slender stature, perfect appearance, and almost sculptural standard body, all of which are like a special mixture, which instantly ignited her creative inspiration and made the art in her heart sublime in a short period of time.

That day, Miss Yamanaka finally entered the realm of water dragon paradise.

She can't make breakthroughs and innovations in female characters and plots, dress, gameplay, and expressions. She can do things with male characters!
Having realized this, Ms. Yamanaka worked hard and completed a new issue of works using Iori Shiina as a template. There is no doubt that she broke through the restrictions in an unknown small circle and became an instant hit.

Countless photo viewers who hated yellow hair and black hair, and hated fat and ugly people finally found a sense of substitution, and they became more confident when doing handicraft work.

The protagonist!The plot!
As it should be!Without a doubt!
Not only does it make people feel no disobedience, but it even feels that these heroines don't look good.

During this process, Miss Yamanaka's painting skills have improved a lot.

Since then, she has formed the habit of chasing Shiina Iori, a self-propelled painting skill experience pack, to 'observe' every morning.

Moreover, Shiina-kun is also very cooperative and goes out for a morning run every day!
For a person who is addicted to creation, this is a great gift.

Not only that, but after running for so many days, Miss Yamanaka's occupational disease has gotten better.

Come on today too!
Miss Yamanaka puffed herself up, strode forward, and stabbed behind Shiina's buttocks from a distance, staring straight at her as if she had seen a Benming figurine.

I didn't even blink an eye along the way!

So, Shiina Iori held back the straight eyes behind her all the way, and ran around for five kilometers before returning.

On the way back, I muttered to myself.

——He used to run a kilometer or two into the alley to get rid of this woman, but now it's getting harder and harder.

Miss Yamanaka walked into the studio full of confidence with the harvest of the whole morning.

After that, it was Iori Shiina’s standard daily routine—going home, eating, and studying.

Ready to go to class.

Although there are always episodes, his life has always been regular.

Eastern University, Komaba Campus

Sitting on a bench by the roadside, I could hear the sound of the clarinet in the distance.

As one of the youngest of the several campuses, the atmosphere in the Komaba campus is indeed more lively than the Yayoi campus next door, where most of the clubs gather.

The freshmen who just entered the school in the spring are still the main force of the canteen.

Short skirts flutter on the forest path.

Even in Dongdali, where it is rumored that only fools and ugly girls can be admitted, there are many eye-catching scenery as hidden easter eggs.

At least, the Komaba campus has gathered a lot of schoolmates who can make people's eyes shine.

Although not very common.

Yui Igarashi was wearing a gray fabric detective hat, the duck tongue was slightly pressed towards his face, the shadow covered his small face, the casual shirt and shorts were dark tones, and the whole person was small and not very conspicuous.

Not far from the bench where she was sitting, many hip-hop club members in baggy tops and knee-length shorts practiced rolling. On the opposite bench, there were people playing chord accompaniment.

Yui was holding her phone to herself, wearing a noise-cancelling headset that just covered her ears.

Eyes follow the little red dots on the screen as they move across the map.

"It's nine-fifteen again?"

"This guy's regularity is a bit annoying! Robot!"

She muttered softly.

Facts have proved that, under the hatred of the house and Wu, any behavior can become a reason for others to criticize.

Just the thought of having peace talks with that guy in the corridor of the school building where people come and go!It makes people feel depressed.

"Dad is also true, can't this broken satellite be replaced with a new one? With low precision, I can't see anything clearly." Looking at the blurred dots on the screen, Yui Igarashi complained softly again.

She was short-sighted and didn't like to wear glasses. If she hadn't programmed a fuzzy identification tracking program in advance at home, she might not even be able to see where the hateful guy is now.

"Well, it's almost the door."

Yui Igarashi stared at the screen for a long time, then stood up from the bench.

Before she could go out, a hipster with dreadlocks in a loose shirt and jeans hanging on his knees stood in front of her with a smile: "Classmate, I think you have been watching for a long time, and you are interested in joining hip-hop."

"Ok?"

Yui Igarashi raised her head in confusion.

As soon as the face in the shadow appeared, the hipster senior couldn't help but stop, his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat: ". Is it a social club?"

"I'm sorry." Yui Igarashi paused for a moment, and then showed a perfect smile with a soft and apologetic smile, "I belong to the type of hands and feet that are not very harmonious."

"No! It doesn't matter." Seemingly finding that he had raised his voice, the hipster senior's voice weakened, "If you have the opportunity, if you have the opportunity, classmates, you can contact at any time! Our club is next door, and I am political Mitsui in the third year of the school, my line number is"

"Senior, I have something to do." Igarashi Yui folded her hands together and tilted her head in embarrassment.

"Sorry! Excuse me!"

The hipster senior simply bowed and apologized abruptly and loudly, and he really had the demeanor of a Japanese statesman.

Igarashi Yui didn't care, she turned around, put down her detective hat, and turned away.

The hipster senior still kept the posture of bending over and bowing, and froze in place.

"Hey! Senior Mitsui. Have you recruited new recruits?"

The members of the club behind called him.

The hipster senior kept bowing and did not dare to speak.

"Senior?" A boy who also wore loose clothes came over and dragged him, "What's the matter? Did you meet the spirit behind you?"

"Don't move~!"

The hipster-senpai's voice was almost moaning.

"Injured?!" The younger brother was taken aback, "Didn't you say that the spirit behind the back is a good spirit!"

"No." The hipster senior raised his head and kept his waist bent, "Miyagi, I'm in love."

The junior apprentice subconsciously glanced at the trousers with the flag raised at his waist, and suddenly his eyes were full of contempt: "Senior, that is happiness."

"Is there any difference?" The hipster senior looked puzzled.

"No."

"Miyagi! Let me tell you, that junior girl just now looks amazing!"

"Ask the name? Where's Line?"

"This? It's definitely not from the Political Science Department anyway!"

"Senior, only four girls have been admitted to our political science department this year. Didn't you go to strike up a conversation with them all?"

"Which temple are we here actually?"

"perhaps?"

　Thanks to book friend【Constantine♂】for five tickets and book friend 【Ryu's City】for four tickets~
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