Why is my Two-dimensional a daily program

"Ah! Zhenbai, let me see, how are you doing over there these few days~"

Qihai let out a voice of surprise from his mouth, and then patted Mashiro's little head with a smile.

The latter's nihilistic and elegant temperament has not changed much.

"Well, traveling is fun."

Responded lightly.

Then came over—

"Van, I'm hungry."

"Uh..." Bai Fan was stunned.

The girl's voice was so low that he couldn't hear it clearly.

"What are you talking about? Really white."

"Give me the baumkuchen."

"...that kind of thing is dessert."

"You haven't?"

"No... It's not that there is no." Bai Fan wiped off his cold sweat.

"I see."

While Shiina Mashiro was talking to himself, he turned around with a lonely and miserable back.

"It's a pity that I still trust you so much."

"..." Bai Fan.

So what the hell did I do?

"Okay, okay... Then I can only eat one." Feeling the slightly disdainful eyes of Xiazhiqiu Shiyu and Aoyama Nanami, Bai Fan resisted the feeling of spurting out a mouthful of old blood.

So, what the hell did I do?

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After feeding the Shiina Mashiro Baumkuchen, the girl did not make any more troubles, which also allowed Bai Fan to breathe a little bit.

After breakfast, Qingshan Qihai still said hello, and then left here.

"Then, it's time for me to leave too. Mom and Dad finally called just now."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu raised the mobile phone in his hand, carried the travel bag, followed Qingshan Qihai, and left the room.

The room, which was full of people just now, was completely empty.

Are you coming in a hurry and going in a hurry?

Bai Fan smiled.

By the way, he picked up a magazine published by Dengeki Bunko from the table.

It was sent by Okano Yoshiko early, but Bai Fan just took it out of the mailbox yesterday.

"Oh... this is RE's serialization in the magazine..." After looking through it carefully, Bai Fan found part of RE's serialization in a very conspicuous place. "

Because only part of it can be put up, there is not much space.

The illustrations are also drawn by other painters imitating Shiina Mashiro's style of painting.

Although it looks very good just like this, if you really put the things painted by Zhenbai on it, it is estimated that the illustration of this artist can be blown up in a few minutes.

Um. ． ．There is nothing to do, all in all, today is another lazy day!

"Fan."

Just as Bai Fan was thinking this way, Zhenbai who was holding the drawing board suddenly crawled over from the other end of the sofa.

"What's up?"

Baumkuchen has already been fed, so don't worry about it.

"Take it off."

well? ! ! ! !

The brain circuit was not connected for a moment.

His mouth trembled tremblingly.

"You, what did you just say, it's true."

"Take it off."

Once again, he said words that Bai Fan could not accept with a deadpan face.

"Take off what?"

Just in case, Bai Fan asked first.

"clothing."

I got an affirmative answer, really gratifying, congratulations, congratulations. ． ．What a ghost!

"Why do you want me to take off my clothes?"

His face twitched.

"I want to see nudes." Mashiro said innocently.

"I'm asking, why do you want to see it!"

"It's a long story."

. . .

There is really no way to communicate.

If you can even come up with a panacea sentence like a long story, then we really can't talk.

"Correct your attitude... tell me why!"