How to Develop the King of Anime

"You still know that you are a brother, and you can't even fulfill your mother's wish!! Why did your husband come out instead of me, or you will call my sister!"

Airi's eyes were a little red, as if she was annoyed by Jingu Yao's perfunctory appearance.

"You may have to ask our mother about this."

Jingu Yao groaned, but after speaking, he felt a little weird. When the word 'mom' is generally used, isn't it used by husbands and wives... Although it's not wrong to use this word with my sister.

Taking a deep breath, Jingu Aili directly stretched out her slender beautiful legs and sat on Jingu Yao's belly. The moment she lifted her eyes, Jingu Yao rolled her eyes and saw a touch of white in the moonlight. In the bedroom where the lights are not turned on, the white is unusually conspicuous.

She turned her head quickly, it's not a good habit to peek at her sister's fat times, if she really wants to see it, it's enough to see the real white, she will never mind.

Just as she sat on Jingong Yao's body, Aili felt a little embarrassed. She had a thin piece of fat under her pajamas, and Jingu Yao's pajamas were not too thick. She touched the man's body in a private place, causing her to lose her head. Dizzy for a while.

But soon, Jingu Airi forced herself to forget this, she continued to grab Jingu Yao's collar, and said fiercely: "...You just gave up the piano? Go to draw comics and write novels? My first Once I found out that you still have the imagination of a writer!!”

"There's more you don't know."

Jingu Yao murmured, he didn't dare to move, the heat in his abdomen made him raise his head somewhere, it would be a big deal if Airi found out about it.

"Don't change the subject!! You have such a good musical talent, yet... you are!! My mother's original wish was that she wanted you to become a pianist, and she wanted me to become a violinist, that's what she said before she left! "

Jingu Airi's eyes turned red. Compared to the father who always put his mind on the family business, Jingu Airi likes her gentle mother even more.

Jingu Yao frowned, he did have memories of his 'mother' before his death, because the original 'Jingu Yao' changed his personality because of his mother's death. Those memories are naturally very clear, but only with his mother's death. Looking at the mentality of the [-]-year-old now, what my mother said before her death, making the two of them target musicians is more like dying encouragement, not coercion at all.

It just seemed that Airi, who was not very old at the time, misunderstood the meaning and regarded 'musician' as her lifelong goal.

She sighed softly, she couldn't explain this kind of thing clearly, Jingu Aili's character is very stubborn, this is what Jingu Yao has discovered long ago, even if she says what she is saying, she will not listen, but with age With the growth of her mother, she herself will understand the true meaning of the words when her mother died.

No, maybe the current Airi already understands the meaning, but she just doesn't want to admit it, and has been forcing herself with those 'last words', as if walking on this path, she will be able to fulfill her mother's will.

After a while of silence, Jingu Yaocai said slowly, "...If, I mean if...if your mother didn't say this before she died, would you continue to play the violin and walk on this path?"

"Of course, I love the violin! I'll keep going even without my mother!"

Jingu Aili's eyes were firm, and her face seemed to have a layer of holy brilliance, which made people unable to open their eyes. Jingu Yao couldn't tell whether she was sincere or pretending. She really likes the violin and loves music.

"Then how do you become a graphic model..."

But Jingu Yao couldn't help but say.

"You think I don't think about the future like you do! Of course I have to be able to support myself! If one day my father remarries a stepmother and the stepmother dislikes me, I can still run away from home and go to concerts and records to make money. It's a long way to go, and before that I can be a graphic model to keep myself alive!"

Jingu Yao was stunned. He opened his mouth and said incredulously, "Aili-chan, you think too much..."

After a pause, he continued: "...I think you have a lot of brains and are more suitable for writing novels!"

He spat at him secretly, Jingu Aili seemed to have thought of something, and spread out a tender white hand in front of Jingong Yao, with five fingers as slender as jade, decorated with beautiful nails, Jingong Yao did not understand her for a while. Meaning, looked at the hand in front of him, and grabbed her directly into his palm.

Jingu Airi blushed, she pulled her hand out, and said in a low voice, "...I mean to ask you to pay back the money! That's the money I've saved that will allow me to live well for the rest of my life!"

"Forehead……"

Jingong Yao was choked for a moment, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "...Even the bank didn't come to force the debt so soon."

However, the words 'violin' and 'piano' kept circling in his mind, which made Jingong Yao feel a little uneasy. He grabbed the white wrist again and said anxiously: "...Aili-chan, You won't be sick, will you?"

Worrying eyes glanced at his sister's delicate body.

"What disease?"

Airi was stunned for Jingu Yao's words, unable to react for a while.

"Multiple sclerosis?"

"What it is?"

Jingu Aili was at a loss when hearing the name of a certain disease in Jingu Yao's mouth. If the goal is to become a doctor, Her Royal Highness may know.

"That's not it? Then... do you have any other terminal illness?"

Jingu Yao continued to verify carefully.

Jingu Aili's expression changed. She grabbed Jingu Yao's neck and roared in a low voice, "... Jingu Yao, are you cursing your biological sister to death?"

"It's fine, it's fine if you don't get sick, it's fine if you don't get sick..."

Being strangled by his sister, Jingu Yao was not angry at all, but rather happy.

"What did you think of again?"

Regarding Jingu Yao's current jumping thinking, Jingu Airi said that she really can't keep up.

"It's nothing, I'm just as open-minded as you, and I came up with a good story. Maybe I can find a chance to draw it into a comic... Well, it's a story about the piano and violin."

Jingu Airi is noncommittal. Of course she knows a little bit about the second dimension, but she is not a pure nerd, and she puts her mind on it all day long.

"I have something very important to tell you."

She suddenly became serious.

"Huh? You said."

Jingu Yao raised his brows and said slowly.

"Tomorrow, you and I go out, just yourself, don't bring Shiina Mashiro and Jingu Play!"

Speaking of the last two names, she gritted her teeth.