Women only affect the speed of my reasoning!

——Qin Ushu, who was wearing only a pair of boxer briefs, hugged Shiina Mashiro from behind, who was also naked and had a reddish face. The two of them were extremely intimate.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

In an instant, Misaki Ueikusa was so mentally shocked that she could not even speak. She could only make a series of sounds like a rooster crowing.

"What's wrong Misaki..."

Mitaka Jin didn't know what was going on, and wanted to come over to take a look, but before his head even touched the door frame, he was kicked back by a petite but powerful jade foot.

At the same time, Misaki Kamiigusa shouted and screamed as if her rationality had evaporated.

"No, no, no, no, no...it's nothing! It has nothing to do with us. Ren, let's eat red beans and rice for dinner today!"

boom!

After saying that, the door was slammed shut.

Silence returned to the room.

"That was Misaki just now..." Shiina Mashiro looked toward the door.

"Don't worry about them, okay, that's it."

Qin Mianshu fastened the bra straps for her and stepped back two steps.

"What's next?"

"sit down."

Putting the drawing board in his hand back on the computer table, Shiina Mashiro pushed Qin Ushu to sit down on the bed.

To be precise, only Qin Ushu was sitting down. Shiina Mashiro sat astride him, gently covering the former's shoulders and neck with catkins, and caressing him slowly.

The scene of the two people's close contact made the room filled with pink bubbles.

"It feels... hard, with a tough and thick feeling." The girl said softly.

"It's normal, because men's testosterone secretion is twenty times that of women, which can greatly promote bone density and muscle growth. This is why it is generally easier for men to build muscles than women."

Qin Mianshu leaned against the cold wall with his legs stretched forward.

Even in such a charming atmosphere, his thoughts are still as smooth as a straight highway, and his mind is extremely calm and clear.

This is not water cooling anymore, it is simply liquid nitrogen.

Shiina Mashiro stroked her for a while, then suddenly put her side face to Qin Ushu's left chest, listened carefully for four or five seconds, and frowned slightly.

"it's wired."

"strangeness?"

"There was no racing heart."

The girl straightened up, with a rare look of confusion on her delicate and indifferent face.

"Ayano said that if you make intimate gestures to a boy, the boy will blush and be shy, and his heart will beat faster, but why doesn't Usama Shu?"

"Emmmmm~"

Qin Xuan Shuxin said that you, the editor, could really be regarded as a serious person. You actually let a girl with no common sense of life do such a thing. If you had changed to someone who was not taboo about meat and vegetables, she would have been tricked into bed.

Although they are indeed in bed now.

It is true that from a general rational point of view, the average boy will blush and his heartbeat will speed up when encountering this situation. This is the result of the battle between human instinct and the shame developed through education, but this does not apply to him. …

He has always been as steady as an old dog.

"By the way, Shiina, if you only use these for comics, these should be enough, right?" Qin Ushu coughed lightly.

"……Um."

Shiina Mashiro paused slightly, nodded obediently, got up from Qin Ushu, returned to her own computer desk, picked up the drawing tablet and started drawing.

This should be the end of it.

Qin Xianshu thought to himself.

He sat back on the bed and was about to pick up his clothes and put them on when his eyes were suddenly caught by a piece of manuscript paper scattered among the clothes at his feet.

As if by mistake, Qin Uanshu picked up the drawing paper from the ground and took a look at it.

That is an almost perfect painting...

But it’s just that the painting is perfect.

The content of the comic is very simple, that is, the heroine meets the hero on the way to school, and then the two fall in love, confess their love, and then they are gone.

"Is boring?"

Shiina Mashira, who was sitting at the computer desk with her back turned, asked without looking back.

"It's quite boring." Qin Ushu told the truth.

"Ayano said so too." Shiina Mashiro's pupils reflected the picture on the drawing board, "Throw it away."

"Ah? But..."

"It doesn't matter, I have to redraw it anyway."

"Uh……"

Qin Sanshu had nothing to say.

In fact, what he wanted to say was that, instead of writing the next book immediately after being rejected, it would be better to calm down and arrange the plot first.

But looking at it now, I probably won’t be able to listen to it.

"Okay, then go for it."

That's all he could say.

Hearing this, the girl sitting in front of the computer was slightly startled, and then a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.

"Um……"

Chapter 24 Confident Zaimuzuo

With the arrival of summer, the temperature is rising steadily every day, and people's clothing has gradually shifted from the previous spring and autumn clothes to cooler summer clothes.

It was [-]:[-] p.m., and on the tennis court next to the school playground, more than thirty students, uniformly dressed in black and green short-sleeved pants, formed a square formation, with the scorching sun above their heads.

The physical education teacher with a vicissitudes of life, with a whistle hanging on his chest, stood at the front of the phalanx and gave orders.

"Today you will work in pairs and practice swinging by yourself."

"Oh……"

Hearing that today's physical education class task was to practice independently, sounds of relief came from several places in the square array.

For most students, there is actually not much difference between independent practice and "having fun by yourself".

After all, not everyone can correct the swing posture for four to 10 minutes without changing their expression.

Maintaining a fixed posture for a long time under the bright sun is, in some ways, more torturous than a 1000-meter long-distance running test.

The physical education teacher didn't seem to be interested in delaying time, so he simply picked up the whistle on his chest and blew it.

"Then, disband!"

As soon as the words fell, the square formation that was neat a second ago was instantly scattered. The students who had a good relationship with each other completed the pairing in a very short time and walked in groups of two or three towards the nearby empty tennis court.

Although the requirement was to contact groups of two, when there were three, four, or seven or eight people in one group, the physical education teacher just turned a blind eye.

Independent practice is a good opportunity for students to catch fish, but it is not the same for him.

Only petulants and psychopaths would take matters into their own hands over innocuous matters.

"Xiangshu, do you want to play tennis together?"

Hayama Hayato started to gather people from all over as soon as the physical education teacher announced the dismissal. He saw Qin Ushu still dazed alone not far away, so he waved his hand and called.

"Well, here we come." Qin Xianshu came back to his senses and responded.

He didn't really like tennis, a tiring and sweaty sport, but if he was with Hayama and the others, he could just sit on the edge and fish happily.

It’s euphemistically called watching and learning, and you can get a card pack by completing this task.

However, just as he was about to set off to join Ye Shan and others, someone called him from behind.

"Ah... Umbrella Shu, wait a minute!"

It's Zaimokuza Yoshiki.

Perhaps it's not because Japanese society despises otakus so much. This happy fat otaku in the late stages of Chuunibyou unexpectedly but reasonably failed to find a suitable teammate in the pairing.

So much so that there were people around him starting to practice, but he was still alone.

"What's the matter?" Qin Sanshu raised his eyebrows to indicate that he should speak directly.

"that……"

Zaimuzhao rubbed his generous palms, and there was a look of expectation on his fat face under his glasses.

"How do you feel about yesterday's novel?"

"It feels... not bad."

Qin Ushu's simple words made this happy fat man's happiness index instantly rise by fifty percentage points.

But then he added: "But this is just my personal evaluation. As for what Hikigaya, Yukinoshita and Yuigahama think, I'm not sure."

Mainly, Qin Ushu suddenly remembered that yesterday in the mobile classroom, the whole afternoon Yukinoshita Yukino had the old man subway mobile phone emoticon on his face.

The evaluation...should not be too good.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Zaimuzuo's Yihui eyebrows lifted, and the heroic spirit of the swordsman general suddenly aroused.

"As long as I have Umatsu Shu, I'll be relieved. I think the evaluation of Yukinoshita's mentor won't be too bad."

"..."

Qin Xuan asked Shu Xin where did your mysterious confidence come from.

"I think you'd better prepare yourself mentally first..." he reminded kindly.

"Don't worry about me!"

Zaimokuza Yoshiki obviously misunderstood what he meant. He put his hands on his hips and looked up to the sky with a big smile.

"A good writer must be able to withstand the praise of readers, so that he can continue to move forward and improve in the process of writing. I have already realized this!"

"?"

Qin Xianshu slowly made an upside-down question mark.

He paused and reorganized his words: "That's okay. We'll go there together after the physical education get out of class is over."

"A word is settled!"

Zaimokuza Yoshiki gave a firm thumbs up, then picked up the tennis racket, turned around and left alone towards the empty wall.

His back was stretched extremely tall at this moment.

……

After a while, he served in the ministry.

Just like yesterday, four members including Yukinoshita Yukino were still sitting on one side of the long platform, while the client Yoshiki Zaimokuza was sitting on the other side.

Zaimokuza Yoshiki is actually the kind of cheerful and unrestrained personality among the otakus who are mostly autistic and introverted.

But at this time, this unrestrained swordsman general felt a bit like he was in jail.

A little bit of anticipation, but more of a feeling of embarrassment.

There was an atmosphere on the eve of a trial that filled the entire service department.

Especially when Yukinoshita Yukino took out the stack of manuscript paper filled with various notes from her schoolbag.

At first, she planned to be tactful: "Sorry, I don't know much about this kind of reading material, so my evaluation may be biased."

"Big man!"

Zaimokuza Yoshiki waved his hand forcefully.