How to Develop the King of Anime

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"I am back!"

"Wang Wang!"

The imaginary cute girl did not appear to greet her, and it was still the Labrador named JOJO who greeted her.

"Are you still sleeping?"

Touched JOJO's dog's head, but the Labrador just wagged his tail at him.

Helplessly shook his head, wanting the dog to answer his own question is also whimsical.

"JOJO, don't be a dog in your next life, just be a human!"

After casually complaining, he hurriedly went to the bathroom to adjust the water temperature and took a shower, washing off the sweat stains from his morning run.

Blow-drying the hair with a hairdryer, using hair wax to make a hairstyle carefully but quickly, and putting on the various brand-name clothes selected by professionals, Jingu Yao has no sloppyness at all, and the whole person is full of energy. .

After everything was dressed, Jingu Yao hesitated a little, and decided to make breakfast a little richer today, so that Mashiro's first day of school trip in Japan would not be too simple.

Two eggs were spread in the kitchen, bread was baked in the bread machine, and the extremely expensive jam imported from abroad was put on the table. When everything was ready, Jingu Yao stood at the table and was a little dazed. The protagonist does not appear.

"I haven't gotten up yet? Isn't it so difficult now?"

After wiping his hands with a clean towel, he undid the housewife-like apron he was wearing and hung it up. Jingu Yao went straight to the second floor and came to Mashiro's door.

"Shibai, are you up yet? I'm late for the first day of school today!"

Gently knocking on the door, Jingu Yao shouted to the door.

"still sleeping?"

Frowning his brows, Jingu Yao began to bang on the door vigorously. With JOJO's bark, most people should have been woken up long ago.

He put his ear to the door and listened carefully to the movement, but unfortunately there was no sound coming from inside.

Some impatient Jingu Yao directly held the door handle with his hand, and was surprised to find that Shiro didn't lock the door!

"Then I'll come right in!"

Some can't wait to twist the handle and push the door open. Even if he is regarded as a pervert, he has a good excuse to avoid it - I can't help you even if you don't get up!

A gust of breeze blew and blew the curtains up, and a few rays of sunlight shone into the room through the gaps in the curtains. The curtains were not drawn carefully, and there were still large gaps. Gong Yao also saw the scene inside the house clearly.

His body froze, and he froze in place.

Without the imaginary pink smell of a girl's boudoir, the scene in front of you can be described as a junkyard - a junkyard of panties and underwear!

All kinds of underwear of various colors are scattered throughout the room, on the bed, on the floor, on the table, and in the gaps between these underwear, there are many crumpled papers and fallen books, the room There is everything in it, the only thing missing is that Shiina Mashiro is gone!

"truth?!"

Shouting in panic, Jingu Yao took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket while hiding from the bomb under his feet and called 110 at any time - the alarm number here is the same as that of the Celestial Dynasty!

He quickly walked to the window and opened the curtains, so that the outside light could completely illuminate the house. With the light, his eyes became sharper, and he roamed the house quickly, and finally found an unknown person under the computer desk. object.

The soft quilt was squeezed under the computer desk, and a few strands of golden hair were scattered on the floor. Jingu Yaomao walked over with a waist, crouched in front of the quilt, and swayed gently, finally opening a gap in the quilt. And there, the lovely girl was soundly asleep, she was breathing gently, like a lovely cat.

Jingu Yao suddenly softened for some reason. He wanted to wake Ma Shiro, but he gently put a finger and poked her white cheek.

"Well……"

The sleeping Zhenbai let out a snort. She scratched her cheek with her small hand. The movement was like a cat's retreat, she twisted her body slightly, and snored again.

"Hey……"

With a funny sigh, Jingu Yao suddenly didn't want to wake up the girl just like that.

Be late, be late, anyway, with the influence of the Jingu family in Japan, even if she is late every day, she will not be expelled from the school. If the school really dares to do this, Jingu Yao doesn't mind using the Jingu family's energy a little. The school directly expelled the principal, and the private school directly bought the school - where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the capitalist society is also a collusion between officials and businessmen!

Standing up cautiously, for fear that the sound of his own would wake Shiro, Jingu Yao walked to the bed, picked up a pink panty that took up a lot of space and sat on the bed, pulling the corner of the panty with interest to try it on. elasticity.

Pulling and pulling, the distance of the underwear was closer to him, and there was a burst of fragrance on it.

Just when Jingu Yao's brain was a little confused, and when he wanted to smell it with his nose, he suddenly realized that this behavior was too perverted!

He hurriedly threw his underwear out, Jingu Yao moved his foot and accidentally kicked a ball of paper.

As if to divert his attention, he picked up the paper ball and opened it slowly. After seeing the contents, Jingu Yao opened his mouth wide.

"This is... a drawing of a person?"

It was a picture of a man and a woman. The names of Nozaki Umetaro and Sakura Chiyo were written next to the picture. The painting was exquisite, and it could even be said to be perfect. It almost showed what Jingu Yao said in the text. The characteristics and temperament of the protagonist, as a comic, this character has been qualified.

However, it was still crumpled into a ball of paper, and it is conceivable that the author is dissatisfied, as if being qualified is not her goal, and only complete perfection is what she should do.

"She can't... draw a picture of people all night?"

Jingong Yao lowered his head and picked up the other paper balls. Sure enough, every picture in it is a human design, and each picture is slightly different. Most people don't care about such subtleties, but Jingong Yao draws all the year round. You can still see the slight difference.

This is simply a paranoia of excellence!

Chapter [-] Battlefield Yuan Heiyi and Sun on Campus

He crumpled the paper in his hand again and threw it into the wastepaper basket. Jingu Yao glanced at Shiina Mashiro, who was curled up under the computer desk, like a white cat, sleeping peacefully. He gently took the wastepaper basket and cleaned up the scattered paper scraps on the ground.

When creating by himself, Jingu Yao also, like Shinshiro, habitually throws the unpainted waste paper on the ground, and cleans it up after the work is completely completed. This may be one of these types of people. Common disease.