[Net King] Sewing and Figures

Squeezing the phone in his hand, Aoki Natsumi didn't say anything, just turned around and walked towards his home.

"Hi! Aoki-san." Nioh Masaharu didn't expect Aoki Natsumi to act like he didn't see him, and hurriedly followed, and then a very strange phenomenon appeared between the two.

One is on the other side of the street and the other is on this side of the street. There is only a road in the middle, but since Nioh Masaharu and Aoki Natsumi have always maintained a parallel state, when an elderly person sees these two people making fun of each other, they will stop. Can't help sighing: "This is youth, and young people still have to do this when they date."

"Aoki-san!" Nioh Masaharu shouted at Aoki Natsumi again, "Okay, I was joking before, I really have something to tell you."

Aoki Natsumi was a little disappointed when she heard Nioh Masaharu's words, but she didn't care, but she was slightly relieved in her heart. Sure enough, Nioh Masaharu was playing tricks on her before.

After Nioh Masaharu crossed the street, Aoki Natsumi's emotions had already adjusted, so Nioh Masaharu lost an opportunity to get to know Aoki Natsumi in depth.

"If you want to destroy the world, I can help you." Before Nioh Masaharu could speak, Xia Mi spoke first.

Hearing clearly what Natsumi Aoki said, Nioh Masaharu almost couldn't catch his breath.

"Ahem!!" Averted his face and covered his mouth and coughed a few times, Nioh Masaharu's face lost its usual paleness and blushed, "I want to ask you about the manga exhibition held in Kanagawa this time." things."

Aoki Natsumi did not answer Nioh Masaharu's question, but stared at Nioh Masaharu quietly, and then slowly opened his mouth after being stared at Nioh Masaharu horribly.

"Niou-kun, do you know? You look so shy now."

Frightened by Aoki Natsumi's words, he almost bit his own tongue, Nioh Masaharu glanced at Aoki Natsumi resentfully: "What are you talking about, Aoki-san, I'm a boy, how can I have a shy expression."

"Really," Aoki Natsumi put on a face, raised his hand and poked Nio's blushing place with his index finger, "You are blushing at this place."

Obviously the other party didn't touch his body at all, but Masaharu Nioh was surprised and his face turned even redder.

Even he himself didn't know why he was blushing.

"Strange, why does it feel like it's turning red again?" Aoki Natsumi tilted his head and looked at the sky, and found that the setting sun is very red now, thinking that it might be because the light of the setting sun shone on Nioh Masaharu's face that this happened , and put down his hand without thinking too much.

Nioh Masaharu covered his mouth, kept the previous action without moving, his eyes narrowed slightly, no one could see what he was thinking.

Seeing that Masaharu Nioh did not speak, Aoki Natsumi had no choice but to turn her head boredly to look at the passing vehicles. The vehicle fleet was like a river, flowing slowly in the winter wind.

The cold wind was not considered harsh, but it was enough to make Natsumi Aoki, who was afraid of winter, feel cold. Xia Mi tightened the scarf around her neck, and pushed Masaharu Nioh unbearably.

"Have you not communicated with your second personality yet?"

Nioh Masaharu, who was pushed back to the god, wanted to rub Natsumi Aoki's head hard twice when he heard this sentence, do you think everyone is you, and you can still communicate with your second personality.

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business." Nioh Masaharu looked weak, "Isn't there a comic exhibition on the 11th? I want to ask if you will go?"

"Ask me why?" Aoki Xia Mi was puzzled, "Whether I go or not will affect you?"

Masaharu Nioh didn't bother to talk anymore, he just put down his schoolbag and took out a leaflet from it.Natsumi Aoki recognized that it was the promotional leaflet for this manga exhibition.

Nioh Masaharu opened it and turned to a page, and pointed it to Aoki Natsumi.

Still full of suspicion, Xia Mi looked at the place Nioh Masaharu pointed at seriously.

The above mentioned is an activity of this comic exhibition, which tests the dexterity of the fingers of the contestants, and the prize is an official figure.

Nioh Masaharu said slowly: "I really want that figure, Aoki-san, please help me~"

At the end, he also used the coquettish technique profligately.

Looking at the official figure, Natsumi Aoki raised his eyes to the smiling Nioh Masaharu in front of him, and said slowly: "I know how to make figures myself, so why do I have to participate in this event? Although it is not as exquisite as the official production, But anyway, it’s pretty good.”

"Aoki-san, you have to be self-motivated. When you get this figure, you will know the gap between yourself and the official production." Nioh Masaharu tried his best to persuade Aoki Natsumi.

Xia Mi held the leaflet and slapped her hands repeatedly, and the expression on her face became mean.

"Then tell me first why you insist on that figure?"

"Puff~ Then you have to listen carefully." Nioh Masaharu unexpectedly did not hide anything, but confessed his purpose very generously, "It was given to my younger brother, he likes this character very much, and his My birthday is coming up too."

"So it's not for girls..." Aoki Xia Mi didn't hear the satisfactory answer she wanted to hear, she pursed her mouth in dissatisfaction, "Okay, I promise you, my younger brother."

Hey, don't call me a brother-in-law just because of this, who would like that brat.

Lifting the scarf up, Aoki Natsumi's voice sounded muffled through the scarf, especially unrealistic.

"Since there is nothing else, I'll go first, King Bayern."

"Bye bye Aoki-san~"

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That night, when Natsumi Aoki was making the figures, Chuji Akagi called suddenly.

Clamping the phone between his shoulder and ear, Xia Mi said with difficulty: "Moses, Moses, what do you want from me in the first season?"

It took a long time before Chu Ji's voice came. Even through the mobile phone, Aoki Natsumi could clearly sense that Akagi Chu Ji's voice was full of hoarseness, which was obviously from crying or overuse of the throat.

"Xia Mi, Mr. Yukimura and I are hopeless."

Startled by the despair in the first season, the model in his hand was almost thrown out by Xia Yan, and he grabbed the model in a panic, and then the phone fell to the ground because of it, regardless of sticking to his hand The ooze, quickly picked up the phone.

"Hey, are you still in the first season? I'm sorry, there was a little accident just now."

"Hmm." Accompanied by Chu Ji's thick nasal voice.

"What did you say just now that you and Yukimura Seiichi are hopeless?"

Akagi Chuji sniffed, as if trying not to make his voice sound trembling: "I, after I went to the hospital today, I told Mr. Yukimura that I can no longer be with him, but, However, I didn't expect Master Yukimura to let me out immediately after hearing this, I, I don't know what's going on!"

Twirling the carving knife in her hand back and forth, Natsumi Aoki felt a bright light in her heart now. Hearing what Akagi Chuji said, she certainly understood why Seiichi Yukimura had such a reaction.

"It's okay Chu Ji," Xia Mi said calmly, "Yukimura Seichi just thinks you abandoned him."

"Abandoned?" Akagi Chuji exclaimed, "How dare I abandon him, he almost abandoned me."

"In the past, Yukimura Seichi was always high and high, but now he has fallen into the mortal world. Yukimura-kun is a delicate person, and such a person is the easiest to walk into a dead end. You say that you can no longer accompany him , he will automatically understand that you can no longer accompany him because of his illness."

After finishing her analysis, Natsumi Aoki began to gossip, she really wanted to know who was more important than Seiichi Yukimura in the heart of the first season:

"But speaking of it, what kind of stimulation did you receive, and you actually took the initiative to say that you would no longer accompany him."

But the first season over there did not answer for a long time.

"Hello?" Xia Mi glanced at the phone and found that she was still on the phone, but she didn't hear the slightest sound, "Chu Ji? What's wrong?"

"Xia Yan," Chu Ji clearly felt that after hearing Xia Yan's doubts, his throat began to dry up, and then his whole body trembled slightly, and finally tears flowed out uncontrollably, "It's because of you."

Why, can't you think more about yourself?

"Nani?" Xia Mi never expected the answer, "Is it because of me?"

"Well, I found out that Mr. Yukimura doesn't seem to have a good impression of me, but he doesn't care about my feelings for him. After all, he is the son of God. Even if he falls into the mortal world, he is still the son of God. Missing people."

Akagi Chuji seemed to have figured it out, and began to speak more and more briskly.

"Alas..." Sighing, Xia Mi slowly let her body slide down with inertia, and finally stopped her behavior with her head resting on the cushion, "It's best for you to think like this Yes, but even a child of God can still fall in love."

Although I was very moved by Akagi Chuji's behavior, I still hope that my friends can be happy.

"Thank you, Xia Mi," Akagi Chuji seemed to have not heard Xia Mi's last words, and after chatting with Xia Mi for a few more words, he hung up the phone.

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April 12

Last night, I made a Q version of Masaharu Nioh’s gashapon, and put it on the window sill to freeze overnight. In the morning, I was still woken up by Masaharu Nio’s punctual text message. Natsumi Aoki washed up before going to the window sill. on the figure.

Finding that there were still some places that hadn't dried, Xia Mi had to take the blower and blow it carefully.

Today Aoki Natsumi decided to go to school early, it was an indescribable feeling.Xia Mi nervously touched her stomach, always felt that her stomach was not feeling well this morning, could it be that she was too nervous?

Obviously, it should be given to Nioh Masaharu in disgust, but Aoki Natsumi found that she is in a very complicated mood now, that is, excited and nervous, and also has a deep dislike for Nioh Masaharu.

The author has something to say: I wrote it according to when I was nervous. When Baimu was nervous, my stomach would hurt.

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