A middle school cartoonist

"Speaking of...I haven't enjoyed such a life for a long time!" Makoto Takahashi, who was sipping black tea, raised the cup of black tea to the butler standing behind him and said in a lazy tone "How about I just retire after finishing "Fate"... But if I do this, Witch Rina will think that I am possessed by the [Seven Deadly Sins of Sloth] and launch a targeted campaign." Erasure behavior?"

"No, Rina-sama wouldn't do this!" Mr. Butler, who had not appeared for a long time but still kept his black attire, chuckled and dismissed the worries and uneasiness of a middle-class cartoonist, and instead looked towards the people who had begun to appear [being persecuted] Delusion] A certain man in a white coat asked suggestively, "As for Rina-sama's behavior...haven't you paid attention to it recently?"

"Hmm..." Makoto Takahashi held his chin and thought for a long time. Under the surprised look of his assistant, Uncle Dingding, who said "A chuunibyou like you actually cares about his wife", he said with a kind of hindsight. Jue's tone was filled with emotion, "No wonder...it turns out that's the case!"

"A-Cheng, you finally realized that you..." It's a rare opportunity to inflict insults on a certain middle-class cartoonist... No, it should be the time to teach a certain middle-class cartoonist to be a new person. Uncle Tintin will naturally not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. opportunity, and immediately started the rhythm of finishing blows... But unfortunately, before Uncle Tintin finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by a certain second-grade cartoonist!

"So that's what happened! Let me just say..." Makoto Takahashi showed a look of surprise on his face, and directly said the words that made Uncle Tintin bleed, "No wonder the witch recently tried to use [Character Simulation] to cooperate When I try to unlock new postures, I always fail...it turns out it's because I'm mentally eroded by the [Sloth] sealed by me!"

Hearing that Makoto Takahashi's focus was so strange, Uncle Tintin felt a little lucky. At the same time, his eyes looking at a certain second-grade cartoonist were also full of envy and jealousy: "Makoto Takahashi, you really know how to play!"

If he heard such a shameless and cruel speech while drinking water, Uncle Tintin would be frightened even if he didn't choke! Sure enough...it's really good to keep this good habit of [not drinking water or eating when talking to a certain middle-grade cartoonist]!

So, why is Uncle Tintin so lucky... now you understand! ?

"Hey, hey, that's not the point!" After noticing the mocking smile of a certain second-grade cartoonist, Uncle Tintin blushed and began to change the subject unnaturally, "Mr. Deacon just now... uh ...Eh? Where is Mr. Acheng?"

Uncle Tintin was suddenly at a loss for words... because the butler in black who was standing behind a certain middle school cartoonist just now, who reminded Takahashi Makoto that Rina had been acting strangely recently, had disappeared at this moment!

"Sure enough, you haven't noticed it again? That's right, Tintin Ji-san, as a mortal, you can accidentally notice the existence of Mr. Deacon, which is already very good!" Looking at the surprised expression on Uncle Tintin's face, Gao Gao Qiao Cheng said in a matter-of-fact manner, "[Sight Guidance] is one of the many secret skills mastered by Mr. Butler! If you can catch me at any time... I would be very sorry for those who call it a [Secret Skill] It’s human!”

"Then, Mr. Butler, now... uh... Cheng, why are you looking at me with that strange look?" Uncle Tintin, who originally wanted to divert the attention of a certain middle school cartoonist, noticed the other person's gaze. , I suddenly felt an indescribable chill on my back, and subconsciously lowered my voice out of biological instinct, "Who the hell wants to deal with monster-level existences like you? If it weren't for Cheng, you are far better than The salary of my peers is much higher, so I don’t want to work here!”

"Oh, oh, this way of speaking...I didn't notice it!" He didn't notice that the [joyful] smile on his face made Uncle Tintin more and more frightened. Takahashi Makoto stared at it with interest. The other party sighed in a surprised tone, "I originally thought that after Miss Aoi Ueno, who has the attribute of [tsundere], left, it would be difficult to find a replacement with [high playability] in a short time... Tsk tsk tsk, it’s really dark under the lamp!”

"Arrogant, arrogant? I, I don't have it!" As if he wanted to convince a certain middle-class cartoonist, and as if he was deliberately concealing his envy and jealousy, Uncle Tintin turned his head to the side and said with what he thought was a certain middle-class cartoonist. The second cartoonist muttered and complained in an inaudible voice, "Although the cartoon manuscripts you created are also very interesting, Cheng, the important thing is that the high salary is more attractive... Hmm, the interestingness of the cartoons is just incidental..."

"Is this textbook tsundere?" Makoto Takahashi, who had been smiling happily just now, suddenly showed a look of disgust and complained in a helpless tone, "Ah, as expected, he is like Tintin Gi-san. Even if he suddenly awakens his [tsundere] attribute, he is still just a [playable and greasy] middle-aged Jisang! He is only playable but not cute... If not because he wants to watch Liuzi! In the end, will we be killed by a hatchet or will we realize the unification ending... I wouldn’t have let that young lady leave in the first place!”

"I'm just a greasy middle-aged Jisang, so I'm really sorry!"

"Forget it, even if it is so... it is better than not having any toys to give me pleasure!" Takahashi Makoto ignored Uncle Ding Ding's complaints and his dark expression. After muttering to himself, he looked up at Uncle Ding Ding who was about to be broken, and persuaded him in a tempting tone, "Hey, Ding Ding Ji-san, voice actor is a very powerful industry! You can be a mature woman or a loli, and you can also play various role-playing games... So do you need your husband to learn some voice actor skills?"

"..." Uncle Ding Ding, who didn't know what was in his mind, suddenly swallowed hard, forced his head to one side, and said stubbornly, "Well, that kind of thing, I, I don't want it..."

"Oh? Really?" Regarding the previous concealing silence, a certain middle school cartoonist did not expose it, but continued with interest He continued to persuade the assistant uncle who was obviously moved but pretended to be strong, "That's a pity! But Ding Ding Ji-san, if you really weren't moved, why can I clearly hear the changes in your heartbeat at my desk... Tsk tsk tsk, I really admire your imagination!"

"..." Uncle Ding Ding, who was silent again, suddenly took out his mobile phone and tapped the screen frantically. After the call was connected, he immediately cried out to the other end of the phone, "Yoshida-san, please come quickly today!!!"

Although Uncle Ding Ding also knew that even the editor-in-chief of a certain weekly magazine would be played with by a certain chuuni cartoonist like himself... But as the assistant of a certain chuuni cartoonist, he has mastered the theory and practice of [I'd rather die than die] to the master level!

What's more...

With the existence of Yoshida, the [pleasure supplier], a certain chuunibaku cartoonist will certainly ignore his interest in himself!

"Yeah, although the attribute is not superior, but..." Without stopping Uncle Tintin from asking for help to protect himself, Takahashi Makoto nodded with satisfaction, "Being able to recognize your own shortcomings and actively looking for replacement toys... From this point of view, Tintin Yoshi-san, you have done very well!"

Sure enough, everything was just as Uncle Tintin expected. After learning that Yoshida was about to come to implement the [punitive operation], a certain chuunibaku cartoonist didn't know what he thought of, and didn't continue to play with himself. Instead, his face was full of expectant smiles. While waiting for Yoshida's arrival, he began to draw the comics...

Of course, in Uncle Tintin's eyes, the style of painting created by a certain chuunibaku cartoonist at this moment... is really a bit scary!

"May Yoshida-san be able to pass away peacefully..."

So, Uncle Ding Ding muttered silently while making a cross on his chest...waiting for the arrival of [True Tragedy Editor] Yoshida!

To be honest, if you marry a voice actor as a wife, it seems quite powerful to say that you can play all kinds of tricks ahem!

Please forgive the unrealistic fantasies that a certain cat has produced due to excessive fatigue recently

When Grandpa was lying on the hospital bed, holding a certain cat's hand and saying [I feel so happy that your family is here], a certain cat couldn't help crying, but it was a little rainy that day!

So, dear readers, I can only take time to accumulate a little bit recently. Sorry, a certain cat just wants to spend more time to accompany Grandpa to spend the last days.