Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

"Not yet. I guess I'll have to go tomorrow." Watanabe Yuu took a look at the show on TV and asked curiously, "What is this TV show about?"

"It's about the love, hate and vengeance between childhood sweethearts." The Saint Lady paused and introduced the plot to her Mr. Troll. "Well, the one you see now is the male protagonist. He and the girl who opened the door are temporarily in love. By the way, this girl is the second female lead."

"Does this mean that the male protagonist has two childhood sweethearts?"

Watanabe Yu keenly captured the key words in Amemiya Ayana's words.

I have to say that the casting of this TV series is really good. The male lead has a very standard handsome face and is not feminine. The second female lead who has appeared so far is also very beautiful. She is the type that will make people feel amazing at first glance.

It's just that bright golden hair color that basically confirms her identity as the second female lead.

"Yes." Amamiya Ayana nodded slightly, "Yesterday's plot just progressed to the point where they were officially dating."

"Where's the female lead?"

Watanabe Yu asked.

"Female No. 1, here."

As she spoke, Amamiya Ayana raised her eyebrows.

A beautiful girl with ink-black hair and a single ponytail appeared on the screen. Judging from her makeup in the play, she was about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Judging from the face alone, the leading female character is prettier than the second female character, but the clothes she wears are much simpler.

“That’s definitely stable.”

Watanabe Yu sighed.

Long black hair, childhood sweetheart, strong girl, just by putting these three keywords together, he couldn't imagine the possibility of the female lead losing.

How can the blonde twin tails compete with the long black straight hair of Yamato Nadeshiko!

"It's hard to say. The director of this TV series said in the media that the development of this TV series will far exceed the expectations of most people." The Saint Lady shook her head with a smile, "The identity of the female lead is a young lady who has been stranded outside."

"Uh……"

Watanabe Yuu suddenly became silent.

A possibility suddenly popped up in his mind.

Could it be that influenced by this butterfly, classic urban dramas will begin to appear in this world?

The next second, the words of the Saint Lady confirmed his guess.

"The leading female character has to undergo a test. After completing the test, she will obtain the inheritance rights. During the test period, she will be responsible for all her expenses." Amamiya Ayana paused and then complained, "Tsk, how can there be such a suitable rain?"

On the screen, it was raining heavily. As expected, the male lead and the female lead, who did not bring an umbrella, got wet. They went to the nearest bus stop to take shelter in the heavy rain.

"The plot needs to be like this."

Watanabe Yu echoed.

"Thanks to the staff responsible for the sprinkler work." The Saint Lady shook her head, turned down the volume of the TV, and took out two letters as if by magic, "Here, Mr. Troll, these are letters from your fans."

"Thanks."

Watanabe Yu took the letter and opened it.

"I met my uncle today, and I brought the letter to you."

The Saint Lady moved her butt and sat a little closer to him.

At this distance, she could clearly see what was written on the letter.

"What are you doing...?"

Watanabe Yu picked up the letter on it, but before he had time to read it, he noticed the burning gaze of the Saint Lady beside him.

"Watch it with you. Didn't we watch it together last time?"

Amamiya Ayana answered with confidence.

"alright."

Watanabe Yu really wanted to say that you at least asked last time, and you still went through the process anyway, but now you even skip the process, but after hesitating for a long time, he swallowed the words back in his throat.

The Frost Trolls are corrupted too.

After muttering something in his heart, he and the Saint Lady looked at each other, and then, as if they had rehearsed it a thousand times, their eyes all fell on the letter paper.

【From Mr. Watanabe】

“This handwriting is quite beautiful.”

The Saint Lady praised quietly.

Then, she lowered her eyes slightly and continued to read the contents of the letter.

[I have been reading your works for the past three months. Every time I open your book, I am always moved by your unique writing style and profound insights. Your works not only enrich my knowledge, but also let me find spiritual sustenance in my busy life. ]

Isn't this normal? Why did he ask me not to be angry?

Amemiya Ayana muttered in her heart.

When handing her the two letters, Beichen Ichiro specifically told her not to be angry.

But judging from the content alone, is there any need for her to be angry?

But she was not in a hurry and continued to read on quickly.

In the following content, the reader shares her daily life and the changes that this book has brought to her life.

Because of "Norwegian Wood", she made new friends and gained some say in the class where she had no say before. Her life began to develop in a bright and sunny direction.

Wow.

Before Amemiya Ayana could finish reading the first page, Watanabe Yu took the initiative to turn over the letter and revealed the second page.

"If I remember correctly, the last time the letter was only one page, but this time it's two pages. It's obvious that it's becoming more and more popular, Mr. Troll."

She blinked, and there was a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment."

Watanabe Yuu gave a normal reply.

"Just telling the truth."

Amemiya Ayana paused and continued reading.

The content she saw was not much different from what she had seen before. It was mostly about this book friend's admiration and worship of Mr. Troll.

Similarly, this book friend also asked that question

——[Mr. Watanabe, as an author, which female character do you like more? 】

“Is this some kind of convention?”

She turned her head, her white fingers fell on the letter paper, pointing at the content on that line, with a look of confusion on her face.

Up to now, she and he have read three letters together, including the one they are reading now.

These three letters, without exception, all mentioned this issue, making it seem like a mysterious code for contact.

"You know, I don't really care about what's going on on the forum."

Watanabe Yu spread his hands.

He really didn't know the ins and outs of this matter.

“…I’m just complaining.”

Amemiya Ayana bit her beautiful red lips and continued reading the contents of the letter.

To be honest, the letter from this book fan is quite long.

She was wrong just now. The length of the letter not only doubled, but to be precise, it tripled.

She turned to the third page and continued reading.

then.

She frowned.

【As your loyal reader, I admire not only your talent, but also your personality. I admire the wisdom, humor and sincerity you show in your works. 】

[I have always dreamed of meeting you in person one day, instead of just staring at your photo in the newspaper.]

【In fact, I have been looking forward to meeting you and having a face-to-face communication. 】

【I believe we will have many common topics, especially about the profound thoughts and emotions in your works. I would also like to take this opportunity to introduce myself to you and hope that we can establish a deeper relationship through this meeting.】

[You are the first person I have admired in my 18 years of life. ]

【My contact information is xxxxxx】

After reading the last line of text and the attached photo, the Saint Lady's brows furrowed even more.

She suddenly understood why Beichen Ichiro reminded her not to be angry.

It turned out that his uncle had already known that this was a letter sent by a female book fan.

If it were her in the past, she might not have felt so uncomfortable, but after experiencing that banquet, her state of mind had changed unconsciously.

Yes, in front of others, she is still the eldest daughter of the Amemiya family who is serious and keeps an absolute distance from everyone, but in front of him, or more specifically, in matters related to him, she is not the eldest daughter of the Amemiya family, but just Amemiya Ayana.

She could allow Ryoko to stay with Mr. Troll, but that didn't mean she could ignore these letters of goodwill.

She didn't know what was wrong with her and why she was being so unnecessarily jealous.

Similarly, she also knew that people's emotions were often beyond their control.

The taste of food is the taste of food, and the sour feeling in the heart is the sour feeling.

The girl in the photo is much prettier than the literary girl from last time.

Not only does she have regular facial features, but she also has a temperament that can be seen through the photo.

"...Mr. Troll."

Amemiya Ayana turned her head and looked at Watanabe Yu.

"Ok?"

Watanabe Yuu met her gaze with some confusion.

"..."

The Saint Miss didn't say anything, she just stood up and sat on his lap.

"what happened?"

Watanabe Yu shifted his gaze away, his mind becoming distracted.

He was very afraid that if he acted impulsively, he would end up leading the House of Lords from the House of Commons.

Ayana Amamiya has already taken a bath.

Even through the thin pajamas, he could clearly feel the softness of her skin and smell the faint fragrance on her body.

Obviously, the three of them were using the same shower gel, but Ryoko and Ayana smelled much better.

"..."

The Saint Miss didn't say anything, she just raised her hand, silently pinched his face, and forced him to look at her.

When their eyes met, she could clearly see her own face reflected in his eyes.

She believes that at times like this, direct actions are far more convincing than words.

What's more, considering the character of 'Saint Lady', it is only natural for her to make such a decision under such circumstances.

So she let go of his hand and moved her head closer.

Almost instantly, a light fragrance rushed into Watanabe Yu's nostrils, and a soft touch came from his lips.

She kissed him on the lips.

But this feeling didn't last long.

"hiss……"

He gasped in pain.

He was bitten lightly by those tender and tempting red lips.

The force was not strong, just enough to hurt him but not cause bleeding.