Humanoid Platinum Star's Inner Love Option

seaside...um...

The daily life of the diving club popped up in Kujo Tetaro's mind.

Thinking of the picture of the wine pool and meat forest, his habitual thinking was forcibly interrupted.

In any case, Nayuta was a junior high school student, and he definitely couldn't get into that anxious atmosphere.

If it can be integrated, then... it would be too scary!

......

Kujo Ditaro took Nayuta to the beach that is open all day.

Nayuta took off his shoes and walked barefoot on the soft sand.

The long silver-white hair looks elegant and charming under the sea breeze.

Nayuta squatted down suddenly, digging up the sand.

"What are you digging for? Shells?"

"Yes, look."

Nayuta turned around and held up the shell in his hand.

Under the setting sun, the girl smiled brightly, and her eyes shone like a child.

Kujo Tetaro smiled, "Well, yes, now that you are like this, I kind of want to draw a two-dimensional painting for you."

"Huh? Painting? Really?" Nayuta stood up, raised his head and said, "Brother Ditaro can still paint, it's really amazing."

"To be honest, I'm a cartoonist..."

"Are you the author of "JOJO"?"

Before Kujo Tetarou finished speaking, Nayuta suddenly called out.

Kujo Ditaro was taken aback, "Eh? You've seen it too?"

Nayuta nodded without thinking, "Of course, when I'm at home, I just read comics and novels. Although I'm a bit nerdy, there's nothing I can do about it. I was thinking about the connection between Di Taro and this manga. So I guessed right."

"Isn't this a masculine cartoon? Why do you cover such a wide range?"

"Brother Di Taro, don't you know how popular your work is? It will take at least a year or two for other manga to be animated, but yours has only been announced for a little over a month. According to this momentum, the game change is not a problem, and your book signing event, I predict that there will be people queuing up at the door of the bookstore at night."

The more Nayuta talked, the more excited he became.

Kujo Tetaro waved his hand, signaling to be calm.

To be honest, the trend of "JOJO" becoming popular is inevitable.

No way, the author Kujo Ditaro spent a lot of money.

Similarly, the publishing house is also very powerful and has created a lot of hype topics.

If "JOJO" doesn't become popular after such a mobilization, then there is really no place to talk about it.

Kujo Ditaro has always remembered what kind of heavy responsibility is on the shoulders of the comic "JOJO".

That's right, it is trying to change the aesthetics of Neon people.

At the beginning, Kujo Tetaro sneered at this task.

However, now, he was surprised to find that the aesthetics of the neon people seemed to be really affected.

Otherwise, how could there be so many beauties around him, and several of them have a crush on him, completely disregarding the difference in body shape.

What's even more outrageous is that more than half of these beauties have watched "JOJO".

Thinking about it in this way, Kujo Tetaro felt that the manga "JOJO" should have been amplified by the system.

At least it has an unexpected effect in changing the aesthetics of neon people.

"Brother Ditaro, why are you smiling... so strangely?"

"It's nothing, I thought of something happy."

"What happy things, can you tell me?"

Nayuta opened his big watery eyes, and his expression was somewhat cute.

After a few perfunctory sentences, Kujo Tetaro blatantly changed the topic.

"We are walking forward. I will go back and draw a picture for you later, and then you can go back with your parents."

"Hey... Brother Di Taro wants to drive me away so much, he is such a cruel man, I will ignore you."

After Nayuta finished speaking, he ran quickly along the sand soaked in sea water.

Kujo Ditaro followed closely behind, thinking strange things in his mind.

Just like that, as the sun set, the two ended their trip to the beach.

Because of playing too much, Nayuta's body was covered with the smell of the sea.

"Brother Ditaro, do you want to wash together?"

Outside the bathroom, Nayuta pretended to be charming, blinking her eyes.

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth, and cruelly spit into the trash can beside him.

Nayuta shrugged and went to take a bath helplessly.

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In the blink of an eye, Nayuta came out of the shower.

I don't know if it was intentional, but the girl only had a thin bath towel on her body.

Kujo Tetaro is experienced and devoted to painting without distraction.

Um....

Nayuta knew that it was impossible to seduce Kujo Tetaro.

Therefore, she didn't do it on purpose, but she didn't change clothes.

"Brother Di Taro, I don't have any clothes to change, do you have a shirt for me to wear?"

"There are clothes on the bed that should fit you."

Nayuta walked to the bed, picked up the boxy clothes, and said happily, "Brother Ditaro, did you buy this for me? Is it a gift for me?"

"No, these are the peripheral clothes of "JOJO". After the publishing house finished them, they sent some to me. There are all kinds of sizes."

"Eh? Peripheral clothes? That's a gift for me."

As we all know, you can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep.

Kujo Didaro didn't bother to talk nonsense, and went about his business on his own.

Nayuta unpacked the clothes and spread out the white T-shirt.

"Brother Di Taro... how come there are killer whales in this pattern, is there such a plot?"

Looking at the Q version of the pattern on the clothes, Nayuta couldn't help asking a lot.

Kujo Tetaro didn't stop writing, and answered while painting.

"This is one of the prototypes of the deluxe version that I designed myself."

"Deluxe edition? It turned out to be a deluxe edition. I remember that at tomorrow's signing event, there were three limited edition deluxe editions that were released to the public. It is said that each deluxe edition includes a complete set of peripherals... Hmm."

After Nayuta put on the T-shirt, he said with satisfaction: "The texture of the clothes is much better than expected, and the pattern is also very cute. I didn't expect that this was actually designed by Di Taro himself. It feels very fulfilling... "

"Your drawing is ready."

As soon as Ditaro Kujo finished speaking, he felt a burst of fragrance.

"Is the painting finished? Let me see, show me."

"You go and get dressed first before looking."

Nayuta picked up his clothes pretending to be confused, "But I'm already dressed."

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth, "Okay, I deleted that picture...."

"Brother Ditaro, you didn't prepare any pants."

"What about your previous one?"

"The pants are dirty, so I just used your washing machine, isn't it okay?"

Nayuta pointed in the direction of the bathroom, and there was still humming coming from inside.

Kujo Tetaro rolled his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

The quiet atmosphere did not last long.

Kujo Tetaro went upstairs to find the clothes left by his mother, and took a pair of shorts from them to Nayuta.

Although it didn't fit well, Nayuta could barely put it on, but it was impossible to go out.

The shape of a T-shirt with shorts can easily reflect the figure of a girl.

Nayuta's development level is actually very average.

There are only slight ups and downs in the chest area, and it is estimated that he will also be a poor person in the future.

Nayuta is good at selling herself and boasting. When she didn't know whether Kujo Didaro paid attention to her figure, she laid a foreshadowing.

"Brother Di Taro, I look like my mother. When she was in high school, she had a period of explosion. I believe that by then, I will definitely have a D."

Kujo Tetaro has seen too many poor people, so he sneered at such words.

"Generally, daughters follow their fathers. Are you sure you don't want to set a flag against it? For example, I must only have A like this?"

"It's more than that, but Brother Di Taro is right, I can only be A in this life! And the longer I grow, the more average I will be!"

Nayuta thought for a while, and immediately set a reverse flag.

Kujo Tetaro shook his head with an indescribable expression on his face.

Nayuta puffed up his cheeks and urged: "Brother Ditaro, I'm already dressed, where is the portrait?"