Romantic comedy with all members, why am I single?

Chapter 132 The witty Mashiro

He took off his rustic black-rimmed glasses and put on contact lenses. The original black hair was dyed a golden color as bright as the sun. Coupled with that cute and energetic smile.

When Iura Hide himself was drawing, he couldn't help but smile.

Mashiro on the side even had a light of joy flash in his eyes.

Although the pupils of her eyes are still black, and although she cannot have that cute and energetic smile, at least not yet, the soft and beautiful long golden hair, and the small and cute face after removing the glasses, are not Is it her!

Um! Bet on the honor of a world-class painting genius! She promised that her eyes were absolutely right!

For a moment, a taste that was sweeter than her favorite pineapple bread emerged from the bottom of her heart, causing her lips to curl up even as she could almost smile.

"...Is it because you met me?"

This thought couldn't help but pop up in Mashiro's head.

In front of the desk, Iura Hide didn't notice her strange expression, and didn't know what she was thinking, otherwise she would definitely break out in a cold sweat.

Only in front of Arima Kousei would he let down his guard.

However, the appearance of Iura Hide also brought a different bright color to her gradually gloomy youth.

But this time, Hori Kyoko didn't coddle him. She directly pressed his head and pushed him back.

Although the painting took a little longer than he expected, fortunately, both the tomatoes and eggs and the shredded pork with green peppers were relatively simple dishes that did not take much time, so there was no need to worry about being late.

That's why in the original story, when Miyamura Isumi suddenly broke into her secret and broke into her life, she seemed half-hearted.

Moreover, with Iura Hide's painting skills, there is no way to paint Miyazono Kaoru's heart with a single hand, otherwise Mashiro might think more.

Even if she was nominally in love with Ryota Watanabe, she would deliberately keep her distance.

"Wow! Then I want to listen too!"

And Miyamura Isumi, who was willing to help her share the pressure, naturally walked into her heart.

Although I know there is nothing I can do about it.

Watching Hori Kyoko take out headphones from her pocket and put them on her ears, Horita asked curiously.

"You can draw and see for yourself. I'm going to cook first."

It was inevitable that she would feel a little sad.

Her parents have to work hard to make money in order to maintain their family's relatively superior material conditions, so the responsibility of taking care of their younger brother can only fall on her.

So to be more precise, Kaoru Miyazono should be the combination of Kitagawa Ummu's sweet appearance, Yoshikawa Yuki's cute smile, Hori Kyoko's strong heart with a hint of weakness hidden in her, and Mashiro's.
Fortunately, Mashiro doesn’t know Kitagawa Uimu yet.

Because she subconsciously hopes that someone can help her share the burden.

"Well, he is a very powerful musical genius, and he has even formed his own band now."

A moment later, after finishing the painting, Iura Hide carefully examined his work again and made sure that there were no mistakes. After he had achieved the best he could achieve, he relaxed as if he had finished a battle. He took a breath and stood up with a smile.

"Give me your mobile phone and I will download it for you."

At the same time, Hori Kyoko had also gone home to put down the eggs, changed into home clothes, and had just arrived at school to pick up Sota after school, repeating what she had been doing in the past few years.

She understands and is willing to take on this responsibility for this family.

Under the force of her sister's suppression, Hori Sota could only obediently hand over her mobile phone and asked Hori Kyoko to help her pay to download it, and by the way, she contributed two more sales to Iura Hide.

"Slow down, don't fall again."

But while other peers were praising their youth and enjoying the high school years that once missed, they could never be repeated, she had to enter the housewife mode years in advance.

"Yes, and it's the song of the big brother who helped you last time." Hori Kyoko replied with a smile. I don’t know why, but I feel a lot better inexplicably.

Without even realizing it, she was burdened by this responsibility and gradually lost the youthful vitality that originally belonged to a high school student.

"It's probably this style of painting. The mouth is specially designed to look like this."

Even inside, he seems strong, but actually hides a hint of weakness.

"The painting is done!"

Looking at Souta running towards her happily as if she saw her owner's puppy, Hori Kyoko smiled and held his hand as usual, but she couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart.

Before she could finish speaking, Horita was already jumping with her feet, trying to reach for the headphones on Hori Kyoko's ears.

"Oh"

It's a pity that the original fate path has changed because of Iura Hide, a butterfly that flaps its wings, leaving her with one less person who can help her share the burden.

"Oh Nathan, are you listening to the song?"

"Ok!"

“Oh Nathan!!”

"Ah? Big brother's song?"

"Uh-huh."

The only big difference is that Miyazono Kaoru doesn't watch that kind of niche anime, nor does he have any close contact with other boys.

If you really want to compare, whether it's the energetic smile or the beautiful long golden hair, they are more similar to Kitagawa Ummu, right?

Mashiro couldn't wait to sit down, turned on the digital screen, and started drawing against Iura Hide's original manuscript, while Iura Hide returned to the kitchen and continued cooking.

However, what he didn't know was that the songs Hori Kyoko listened to were different from his. It couldn't be downloaded, and only a few of them had listened to it.

Even the style is completely different from "night dance" and "sold out".

"It would be great if Jingura could write a song for me."

The youthful melody lingering in her ears made Hori Kyoko couldn't help but think of this. She was shocked at first, and then she couldn't help but blush and her heart beat.

But Chuang Tai asked at this moment: "Oh Nathan, will big brother come to our house to play this weekend?"

Hori Kyoko was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, or like she was angry after her secret was exposed. She instantly put on a pretty face and said fiercely: "Of course, if he dares not to come, I will tie him back." !”

"Wow! Oh Nathan is so awesome!"

Upon hearing this, Sota immediately looked at his 'fierce' sister with extremely admiring eyes.

At the same time, Iura Hide, who was cooking, suddenly sneezed and almost cut his hand with the kitchen knife in his hand.

"Hiss—" "What's going on? Why are you sneezing again?"

"Could it be that I really have a cold?"

Iura Hide murmured in his heart and secretly made up his mind to pick up some medicine when he passed by the drug store at the subway station.

He has too many things to do now and has no time to catch a cold.

As for whether someone was thinking about him once or twice, forget it. He sneezed so much today and he wouldn't be so narcissistic.

"Mashiro, it's time to eat."

Ten minutes later, when he brought the cooked dinner to the table and ran to Mashiro's room to ask Mashiro to eat, on the digital screen in front of Mashiro, not only the original painting of Ma Gongsheng's character had been completed, but also Sawabe She has already drawn most of Tsubaki's character drawings.

Moreover, the painting style is exactly the same as the one he painted before, and there is no difference at all.

It's just that he always feels that the Arima Kousei drawn by Mashiro looks a bit like him.

Although his hair style and color are different, and he has an extra pair of glasses on his face, he just feels this way inexplicably.

Also, Tsubaki Sawabe feels a bit similar to Yuki Yoshikawa, that is.
"Isn't this fierce enough to be fair? It's almost as good as Hori Ari! Did Sawabe Tsubaki deliberately emphasize this point in his setting?"

Iura Hide couldn't help but complain in his heart.

But before he could think about whether to remind Mashiro to make Sawabe Tsubaki's fierceness slightly larger, Mashiro had already put down his pen and stood up.

"Let's go and eat."

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Seeing Mashiro's well-behaved appearance, Iura Hide temporarily gave up his thoughts.

Well, just make it smaller, it won’t affect the viewing anyway, right?
After washing my hands, I came to sit down at the dining table.

Although it was not the first time that Mashiro and I had dinner together at home, looking at the beautiful girl in front of him, Iura Hide couldn't help but feel that she was so pretty.

Unlike Kitagawa Ummu, who would always talk to him and pull him to feed each other when eating, Mashiro was a quiet and well-behaved person who stood out when eating.

It's a bit like a little rabbit or a little squirrel. It has small mouths and looks very cute. People can't help but want to keep looking at it.

It's a pity that today didn't leave him much time to appreciate, and for some reason, when he looked at Mashiro, he always thought of Kitagawa Uimu unconsciously.

Perhaps, he himself doesn't like being too quiet while eating.

"No, no! It's already bad enough to want to have a harem, but it's even worse to be with one girl and think about another girl."

Iura Hide hurriedly put an end to the random thoughts in his head and started eating in big mouthfuls.

On the other side, Kitagawa Umume first went to Takasago Bookstore, which they often go to, with Ohsora and others, and bought the fan comics of "Dreams" that Ohsora mentioned before, and then went to the place where she and Iura Hide had a supper together last night. I started to look at the soup and curry restaurant at night while eating.

However, it was not Kitagawa Uimu's request to come here, but Ryukin's suggestion.

When she was 'following' Kitagawa Uimu and Iura Hide yesterday, she had already been craving for the smell outside. If it wasn't for Ohtora and Nou holding them back, she might have been unable to bear the urge to rush in.

"Hey, hey, please don't look at me while you're eating, especially when you're eating in a restaurant like this. It's very unladylike and impolite."

Dasora watched Kitagawa Uimu almost spit the rice mixed with curry into his nose several times, and finally couldn't help but complain.

However, Kitagawa Kaimu only said a perfunctory "hmm" twice, without even taking his eyes off the manga.

"Great! It's exactly what I guessed!"

"This painting is very good. And so is this outfit."

"Teacher Eromanga is indeed the top master in the K-K fandom. In this fan comic of "Dream M", he has designed many new and beautiful looks for Liz!"

Kitagawa Uimeng couldn't help but think excitedly.

Opposite me, Ohora couldn't help but roll her eyes when she saw her, but she was too lazy to waste any more saliva. After all, it would be better for Kitagawa Ummu to focus on comics than to sigh and frown all day long, right? ?

I have to say that compared to Kitagawa Ummu, Mashiro is indeed much more obedient.

"Just put the dishes and chopsticks in the sink first, and I'll wash them when I come over tomorrow morning."

"I've also chosen the pajamas and clothes you need to change into after taking a bath and put them on the bed. Don't mess around with them then."

"Also, don't draw too late at night, and remember to go to bed on time."

"By the way, go to bed and sleep on the bed. Don't sleep under the table anymore!"

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Due to time constraints, after dinner, Iura Hide just took the dishes to the sink and put them away, and then had to pick up his schoolbag and prepare to leave.

In front of the entrance, he asked while changing his shoes. And Mashiro was standing next to him like a little maid holding his schoolbag, and obediently agreed to all his instructions.

For some reason, Iura Hide suddenly had an urge to pull Mashiro into his arms.

But he finally endured it. Otherwise, he was afraid that once he started, it would be like opening Pandora's box and he would be completely unable to contain it.

It is very simple to eat Mashiro, but he has not yet thought about how to deal with the relationship between her and Kitagawa Uimu after eating Mashiro.

"Then I'll leave first."

Forcibly suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Iura Hide changed his shoes, took the school bag from Mashiro, and left the apartment.

Successfully avoiding the evening rush hour, as expected, Iura Hide took the subway to Harajuku about 20 minutes later, and then found the arts training school according to its address.

Of course, the scale of this kind of school cannot be compared with regular middle schools and high schools, and the 'Fashion Design' he applied for is not sure whether it is relatively niche or something, and it only has a small class.

But what was different from what he imagined was that the students in the class were not housewives or people working in the clothing industry, but rather young girls.

The youngest among them looks like he is in the first or second grade of junior high school, about the same age as Moto.

The older ones feel like college students, and there are only two or three of them.

There are a total of twelve people in the class, including the teacher. On the contrary, the teacher Asuka Rei, who is fashionable and has a hint of charm, is the oldest, probably around 27 or 28 years old.

The most important thing is that he is the only boy in the class!
"What's wrong, are you surprised?"

"Uh, no."

Asuka Ling seemed to see what he was thinking, and joked with a smile: "The people who come here to take classes are usually little girls who like to DIY their own clothes because of their hobbies. After all, if you really want to study fashion design systematically, you can definitely apply for the formal exam." I majored in fashion design at the university. Of course, I am also a professor at Gakuen University. It is strange that a boy like Iura-kun would sign up for such a training class. Let me guess, Iura-kun Is it because of a certain girl that you suddenly want to learn how to make clothes?"

(End of this chapter)