People Start Clocking in Tokyo

　　 "Mengsao..." Shiina looked at Aoba with a pale face.

　　 "It's really white........., even you......" Qingye looked at Zhenbai helplessly.

　　 "............" Ha Helu quietly watched the performance of the few people.

　　 "Okay, no kidding, Zhen Bai, what are you looking for Aoba." Chihiro turned to look at Zhen Bai.

　　 Aoba looked at Chihiro sister's expression that quickly returned to normal, and she was very impressed.

　　 "I want to refer to Aoba's body." Shiina Mashiro said calmly.

　　 "Then, what's the reason?" After thinking for a moment, Aoba finally reacted. This seems to be the plot of the original anime. Has it already come here?

However, in the original plot, Zhenbai was looking for Kanda Sora. It was also because of this beginning that a closer connection between the two was created. With the Japanese gentleness, Zhenbai’s true heart was all hung on. Kanda Sorata's body, but was sent a sentence, genius does not understand ordinary people.

　　 Too scum is really dead!

　　 "The advice I got from Ayano!"

"This Ayano?" Time has passed too long. Aoba can no longer remember certain details of the plot when watching this anime, except for the relationship between a few protagonists and them. I forgot.

　　 "I met when I was contributing to the manga's newcomer award."

　　 "Hey? Really white, are you drawing a manga?" Although Aoba knew about it a long time ago, he just heard about it for Aoba here now.

However, Aoba is somewhat unable to understand Shiina's thoughts. She was a very famous painter. Later, because of an accidental accident, she became curious about manga, so she deliberately abandoned her original school and came from England. Japan, in order to learn to draw manga.

　　 "Well, manga, I'm curious, that's why I came to Japan!" Shiina nodded seriously.

"Unexpectedly, you also contributed to the Newcomer Award, so what was the result?" Although I don't remember the specific details, Aoba can also guess the result. If he really wins the prize, Zhen Bai won't have to look at him here. Body out.

"eliminated."

　　 "Uh, as expected." Aoba thought the same.

　　 "At that time, Ayano saw my work and talked to me, saying that I painted very well." Shiina said calmly.

　　 "So, this Ayano should be the editor of the newcomer award." Since you can see the white manga, it should be someone who works in the editorial department.

　　 "Getting advice from Ayano, she said that delicate feelings are difficult to express."

"and so?"

　　 "Ask me if I want to try a fierce description." Zhen Bai said without expression.

　　 Aoba feels a little helpless, it seems that Shiro is completely unclear about what he means, and Ayano, are you really a qualified editor? For others, your suggestions may be helpful, but if you haven't considered Zhenbai's own situation, are you not afraid to send Zhenbai sheep into the tiger's mouth?

　　 And in the original plot, it is really such a development. If it weren't for Ayano's suggestion, some subsequent things might not happen.

Although the scum operation in the late stage of the scumbag is indeed scumbag, if it weren't for Kanda Sorata and Mitakahito, it is still a principle. Shiina Mashiro's personality has been wiped out by people. For this situation, Ayano You really have to pay the main responsibility.

　　 "So Zhen Bai, you plan to take a look at the boy's body, right." Aoba looked at Zhen Bai with a headache.

　　 "Well, so, Aoba, take it off." Shiina Mashiro said in a very flat tone.

　　 "Chihiro sister, what do you say?" Aoba asked for help and looked at Chihiro sister beside her.

　　 "It was you who were really looking for nothing, not me." Chihiro said that he would not accept the behavior of dumping the pot.

　　 "Kawa Contract School...Uh!" Aoba looked at Ka Horyu who turned her head directly, and couldn't say anything.

"It's really white, you just want to see the muscles of boys. I'm right." When Chihiro sister and Kawairu both rejected Aoba's behavior of shaking the pot, Aoba could only ask for help in this case. .

　　 "Yeah." Shiina nodded really white.

　　 "Then Chihiro sister, there should be no one using the art room at noon today." Aoba looked at the art teacher Chihiro Chihiro next to him.

　　 "Well, it's basically like this, what's the matter?" Chihiro glanced at Aoba strangely, why did she suddenly say this.

　　 "Let's go then, go to your art classroom, and show Zhen Bai a good look at the muscles of the boys." Aoba smiled at the three of them, and said her purpose.

　　 "............" Chihiro.

　　 "............" Kaheru.

A few minutes later.........

　　 "Well, it's here, but Aoba, what are you doing here, aren't you planning to take off your clothes here?" Chihiro looked at Aoba who was following him with a weird expression.

　　 "How is it possible, Chihiro sister, what are you thinking about." Aoba silently glanced at Chihiro sister who was not too big of a problem.

"What are you doing here? It won't be..." Chihiro glanced at the number plate on the door [Art Classroom], and Aoba didn't think so..... ....

"Since Zhenbai is a problem in the comics, she wants to look at my body, just to give herself a more intuitive concept of boys’ muscles, and she has no other ideas, so why don’t I show it to her directly, From the painting!" Aoba smiled and glanced at Shiina Mashiro, and said to Chihiro sister, and then opened the door of the art classroom.

　　 "Wow~"

　　 "Hey? Junior gentleman?"

　　 "Uh, Misaki-senpai, why are you here?" After opening the door of the art room, Aoba and the others saw Uesaki Misaki-senpai who was sitting in the classroom.

"I haven't finished some things, and this is my classroom originally." Misaki Uei Kusaka looked at the few people who suddenly walked in, not only the juniors, but also Chihiro-teacher and Ryu-chan. Even Zhen Bai also came here, what's the situation?

　　 "Junior-san, are you here to bring me food?" Uei Kusaki Misaki suddenly looked at Asama Aoba in surprise.

　　 "..." Aoba.

"Junior Jun is too much. After eating your cooking, compared with the things in school, it is too unpalatable. I can't eat it at all. If I am hungry, I have lost weight here." Uei Kusaka accused Aoba. For the crime, both hands turned over his two cellulites that were about to be hungry and thin.

　　 ".........." Aoba turned her head with an embarrassing look, senpai, you should put your hand down, if the three people behind you are not there, I don't mind waiting again.

　　 "So, my younger brother, where are the cooking and cooking?" Uei Kusaki rushed to Aoba, looking up and down for her goal.

　　 "Senior sister, don't touch it, I really don't have any Tibetan food on my body." Aoba reluctantly spread out his hands, UU reading www.uukavanshu.com said that he had nothing on him.

　　 "The junior, are you here?" Uei Kusaki Misaki looked at Aoba with the same look of a scumbag.

　　 "Let me borrow the art room." The black line on Aoba's face, isn't his value limited to this? Huh? It seems to have said this before.

　　 "So, Aoba, are you planning to paint for Zhenbai?" Chihiro finally knew what Aoba was planning to do. It turned out that it was not looking for a place to undress for Zhenbai to copy. Chihiro was a little disappointed.

　　 "........." Ha Helu turned his head a little blushing, his eyes drifting around frantically.

　　 "........." Shiina's expression remained unchanged.

　　 Aoba looked at a few women speechlessly, what are they thinking about every day, are they abnormal?

Aoba shook her head and ignored the four women on the scene. She turned her head and picked up a picture frame in the corner, and found a blank sketchbook from the cabinet at the back of the classroom, and put it directly into the picture frame. Fixed on the shelf.

　　 "Aoba, it turns out you really want to paint." Chihiro still didn't react.

"Of course, or what am I doing now, I can't really let me take off my clothes and study it for Zhen Bai." Qingye Bai gave Chihiro sister a glance, and he really couldn't do the perverted things that are too dry in the plot. .

　　 However, it was mainly because he didn't know how to describe Zhen Bai and chose the most direct way to undress, but he was different. For Zhen Bai, it would be more helpful to paint with painting skills.

　　 Aoba was not talking to a few people. He focused on the drawing paper in front of him, took out a usable pencil from the box next to him, and started to create casually directly on the drawing book.