Anime: The God of the Snow Underworld Family

(A reader asked me. If nothing unexpected happens, this book will have a single heroine, Yukino. I like harems, and I want to write about them, but I can’t write about harems.

Kitagawa is a blank slate in terms of love, waiting to be conquered, although he may have conquered others unconsciously.

As for harems, the plot is richer, watching different heroines flirt with Kitagawa.

If it is a harem, for example, Futaba Rio, I can completely change it. Kitagawa suddenly wants to eat bread from the school cafeteria for lunch, and then meets Futaba who doesn’t bring a lunch box. After a moment of hesitation, he gives her a bread and conquers her. Hikigaya often goes to the cafeteria to buy fried noodles and bread.

For example, when Mai Sakurajima disappears, I can let Kitagawa have more contact with her and she may fall in love with her.

But these cannot be written. If I write them and don’t collect them, I will be sending female poison points.

If it's about harem, I won't write about Yukino's mental activities. Can she accept harem calmly? Because I like you, so I don't care if you like others? Must there be a tragedy with stomach medicine and knife first, and then she will have to accept it reluctantly? As a perfectionist, can Yukino tolerate the harem of Beichuan, whom she likes?

Then can other heroines also accept harem?

If I want to write about harem, how should I describe their mental thoughts? However, I have seen that harem articles avoid describing the heroines' thoughts, and they all accept harem calmly.

In the end, whether this book can be updated normally is still a question. After all, after the New Year is over and I go to work, I may not have the perseverance to update. This is my first time writing a book, and I haven't developed the habit of updating it every day. )

The following is the main text.

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First, let's take a paragraph of the email content between Beichuan and Yuigahama.

Yuigahama nodded like a chicken, and finally woke up slowly at a certain moment.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, stretched, and then habitually picked up her phone to check the message.

[Yuigahama]: It's okay, Kitagawa. Hehehe, it seems quite interesting. Is this how I look when I doze off? (´◊ω◊｀)

Seeing the photo sent by Kitagawa, Yuigahama couldn't help laughing. She didn't expect that she would look so cute when she doze off. However, it's so embarrassing!

Yuigahama continued to check the message.

[Yuigahama]: Hey! Xiaoqi, he peeked at me! Do you still think I'm cute? (๑ʘ̅ д ʘ̅๑)!!! Really...really! ?

Yuigahama's heartbeat accelerated instantly. She felt surprised and shy. Xiaoqi? He...he peeked at me? And he still thinks I'm cute?

[Kitagawa]: It's true! I have evidence! He blushed! Please see the vcr, oh no, please see the picture. 【Hikigaya peeks at Yuigahama sleeping】

Kitagawa quickly sent a photo, in which Hikigaya was secretly looking at Yuigahama, with a slightly red face. Seeing this photo, Yuigahama's heart beat faster.

【Yuigahama】: Got it! Thank you this time, Kitagawa! ε٩(๑＞ ₃ ＜)۶з

【Kitagawa】: You're welcome, good deeds are done without leaving a name!

As for when Kitagawa took the photo secretly, Hikigaya blushed and peeked at Yuigahama, of course it was when he was snapping photos.

Today's club activities of the Service Club ended here.

They closed the doors and windows of the Service Club and walked out of the special building.

At dusk.

Zaimokuza looked back at everyone, with an indescribable seriousness on his face, and he took a deep breath: "Next time... are you still willing to read my work?"

Although his voice was a little trembling, his eyes were full of expectations.

Yuigahama spoke first, with a look of disdain in her eyes, "Are you, a masochist?"

Kitagawa gave Zaimokuza an encouraging smile: "Very good, this spirit of getting stronger with more setbacks, God admires you very much, Swordsman General."

"As a Swordsman General, I will never give up!" Zaimokuza laughed generously.

"Your novel has been hit so hard, and you still want to continue? If it were me, I might have thought of suicide." Hikigaya said in surprise.

"Of course, although the novel I wrote is unbearable to read and has received such terrible reviews. But I am still very happy. It's great that the novel I wrote because I like writing can be read by others and even get comments from others!"

Zaimokuza smiled with emotion. It was not the generous smile of the Swordsman General he played, but his own smile.

At this moment, Hikigaya also knew.

Zaimokuza does not need to change. Even if his dream of being a writer is so unrealistic, as long as he can carry it through to the end, it is right.

From Zaimokuza, Hikigaya felt the real thing he was looking for.

"Hmm, I will. "Hikigaya smiled.

"Then, goodbye, I'll come again!" Zaimokuza took a big step and left first, and the afterglow of the sunset lengthened his shadow.

"Hey, Xiaoqi, your smile is so disgusting now..." Yuigahama whispered.

"Ah, is it?" Hikigaya immediately restrained his smile.

Damn, is my smile really that disgusting?

At this moment, Yuigahama changed the subject: "Also, Xiaoqi, do you... think I'm cute..."

Yuigahama began to be shy, her voice became smaller and smaller, but her bright eyes were fixed on Hikigaya.

"Why do you say that?" Hikigaya asked back.

"Ah, don't worry, just say whether you have it or not!"

"No."

"Huh?" Yuigahama puffed up her cheeks and looked at Hikigaya angrily.

"Well, a little bit. "Hikigaya looked away.

"Really, you are so dishonest! Just now in the Service Club, Kitagawa sent me an email saying that you were secretly watching me sleep." Yuigahama giggled.

Hikigaya looked at Kitagawa in astonishment.

Huh? You can't play with me like this, right? Angel Kitagawa! You didn't tell me about the photo.

You secretly took the photo and sent it to me. I did it for your sake, not for myself.

"Hey~" Kitagawa felt Hikigaya's gaze, and he blinked mischievously and got away with it.

Okay, I forgive you.

After everyone walked out of the school gate, they began to say goodbye to each other.