People start to check in in Tokyo

Chapter 76 Take off?that doesn't exist
"Mensao." Shiina Mashiro looked at Aoba innocently.

"Zhenbai, even you." Aoba looked at Zhenbai helplessly.

"." He Helu quietly watched the performance of several people.

"Okay, no kidding, Mashiro, what are you looking for Aoba?" Chihiro turned to look at Mashiro.

Seeing Chihiro's expression quickly returning to normal, Aoba felt admiration in her heart.

"I want to refer to Aoba's body." Shiina Mashiro said it calmly.

"So, what's the reason?" After thinking for a while, Aoba finally realized that this seems to be the plot in the original anime, has it reached this point?

However, in the original plot, what Mashiro was looking for was Kanda Sorata, and it was also because of this beginning that the two of them had a closer relationship, plus that kind of Japanese gentleness, so that Mashiro's heart was all hung in Kanda Sorata's body, but was given a sentence, geniuses don't understand ordinary people.

The scumbag is really dead! !

"Advice from Ayano!"

"Is this Ayano?" It's been too long, Aoba can't remember certain details in the plot when watching this anime, except for a few protagonists and the relationship between them, there are many Forgot all.

"We met when we were submitting articles for the comics newcomer award."

"Hey? Are you really drawing manga?" Although Aoba knew about it a long time ago, for Aoba who is here now, he just heard about it.

However, Aoba couldn't understand Shiina Mashiro's thoughts. She was a very famous painter, but because of an accident, she became curious about manga, so she gave up her original school and came to England from England. Japan, in order to learn to draw manga.

"Well, manga, I'm curious, that's why I came to Japan!" Mashiro Shiina nodded seriously.

"I didn't expect you to submit an article for the Newcomer Award, so what was the result?" Although I don't remember the details, Aoba can also guess the result. If he really won the award, Mashiro would not insist on watching him here body.

"eliminated."

"Uh, sure enough." Aoba thought the same.

"At that time, Ayano saw my work and talked to me, saying that my painting was very good." Shiina Mashiro said calmly.

"So, this Ayano should be the editor of the Newcomer Award." Since he can see Mashiro's manga, he should be someone who works in the editorial department.

"I got advice from Ayano, who said that it is difficult to express delicate feelings."

"so?"

"Ask me if you want to try some intense descriptions." Mashiro said expressionlessly.

Aoba feels a little helpless, it seems that Mashiro has no idea what he means, and Ayano, are you really a qualified editor?For others, maybe your suggestion will be of some help, but you haven't considered Zhenbai's own situation, aren't you afraid of sending a real white sheep into the tiger's mouth?

And in the original plot, it really developed like this. If it weren't for Ayano's suggestion, certain things in the follow-up might not have happened.

Although the scumbag's showmanship in the later stage is indeed very scumbag, but if it weren't for Kanda Sorata and Mitaka Jin who still had principles, Shiina Mashiro's personality would have been wiped out by others long ago. Regarding this situation, Ayano You really have to pay the main responsibility.

"So Mashiro, you plan to take a look at the boy's body, right?" Aoba looked at Mashiro with some headaches.

"Well, so, Aoba, take it off." Shiina Mashiro said a shocking statement in a very flat tone.

"Sister Qianxun, what do you think?" Aoba asked for help and looked at Sister Qianxun beside her.

"It's you, not me, that's really looking for nothing." Chihiro said that he would not accept the behavior of dumping the blame.

"Hehe Tongxue. Uh!" Aoba looked at He Heliulu who turned his head directly, unable to speak.

"Mashiro, you just want to see the boy's muscular structure, so I'm right." Chihiro-sister and Kawai Ritsu both rejected Aoba's behavior of throwing blame, so Aoba could only ask for help in this situation .

"Yeah." Shiina Mashiro nodded.

"Then, Miss Chihiro, no one should be using the art room at noon today." Aoba looked at Chihiro Chihiro, the art teacher next to him.

"Well, it's basically like this, what's the matter?" Chihiro gave Aoba a strange look, why did he suddenly say this.

"Then let's go, go to the classroom of your art department, and show Mashiro a good look at the boy's muscles." Aoba smiled at the three of them, and revealed his purpose.

"." Qianxun.

"." He Helu.

After a few minutes
"Well, it's here, but, Aoba, what are you doing here, don't you plan to take off your clothes here?" Chihiro looked at Aoba who was following behind her with a strange expression.

"How is it possible, Sister Qianxun, what are you thinking?" Aoba speechlessly glanced at Sister Qianxun who didn't think it was a big deal.

"What are you doing here? It can't be." Chihiro glanced at the number plate on the door [Art Classroom], this guy Aoba couldn't be thinking.
"Since Mashiro is a problem in the manga, she wants to see my body, and she just wants to have a more intuitive concept of boys' muscles, and has no other ideas, so why don't I show it to her directly, From the painting!" Aoba glanced at Shiina Mashiro with a smile, said to Chihiro, and then opened the door of the art classroom.

"Wow~"

"Huh? Junior-kun?"

"Uh, Misaki-senpai, why are you here?" After opening the door of the art room, Aoba and the others saw Misaki-senpai Kamikusa sitting in the classroom.

"I still have some things to do, and this is my classroom." Misaki Kamikusa looked suspiciously at the few people who suddenly walked in, not only the juniors, but also Teacher Chihiro and Ritsu-chan. Even Zhenbai came here together, what's the situation?
"Junior-kun, are you here to deliver food to me?" Thinking of something, Misaki Kamikusasa suddenly looked at Aoba Asama in surprise.

"." Aoba.

"Junior-kun is really too much. After eating your food, compared with the food in school, it is too unpalatable. I can't eat it at all. I am so hungry that I have lost weight here." Misaki Kamigusa complained to Aoba He shook his two fat blobs that were about to lose weight with both hands.

"." Aoba turned her head in embarrassment, senior sister, you should put your hands down, if the three people behind you are not there, I don't mind waiting a little longer.

"So, junior, where is the food, where is the food?" Misaki Kamikusa rushed in front of Aoba, looking for her target up and down.

"Senior sister, don't touch it, I really don't have hidden food on me." Aoba spread her hands helplessly, expressing that she didn't have anything on her body.

"Then why are you here, junior?" Misaki Kamikusas looked at Aoba as if she were looking at a heartless scumbag.

"Let me borrow the art room for a while." Aoba's face was filled with black lines, could it be that his own value is limited to this?Huh?I seem to have said this before.

"So, Aoba, are you planning to draw it for Mashiro to see?" Chihiro finally knew what Aoba was planning to do. It turned out that he was not looking for a place to take off his clothes for Mashiro to copy. Chihiro was a little disappointed.

"." He Helu also blushed and turned his head away, his eyes frantically wandering around.

"." Mashiro Shiina's expression remained unchanged.

Aoba looked at the women speechlessly, what were they thinking every day, could she be a pervert?

Aoba shook her head, ignored the four women present, turned her head and picked up a picture frame in the corner, found a blank sketchbook from the cabinet at the back of the classroom, and put it directly in the picture frame fixed on the shelf.

"Qingye, it turns out you really want to draw." Qianxun didn't even react yet.

"Of course, what else am I doing now? You can't really ask me to take off my clothes and let Zhenbai study it." Aoba gave Qianxun sister a white look, and he really couldn't do the perverted things that are too dry in the plot .

However, that was mainly because he didn't know how to describe it to Zhenbai at all, and chose the most direct way of undressing, but he was different. For Zhenbai, it would be more helpful for her to describe it with painting skills.

Aoba stopped talking to a few people, and focused on the drawing paper in front of her, casually took out a usable pencil from the box next to it, and began to create casually directly on the drawing book.

　Thank you readers for your support for this book, thank you for your recommendation tickets and monthly tickets, the author is moved!
　　Ask for a recommendation, ask for a monthly pass, ask for a reward!
　　Author thanks!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)