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"Senior, how many years have you been writing novels?"

"I forgot. I started writing in high school. What are these drawing softwares of yours for?"

"What a coincidence! I'm pretty much the same as you. I draw comics too."

"You're such a joke! I'd believe you if you said you were into something else, but the comic book industry is very demanding on your spine. How could someone like you who loves sports choose to work in this industry?"

Kujo Ditaro didn't answer and played with his phone in silence.

After waiting for a while, Kasumigaoka Utaha's typing speed gradually slowed down. "Are you... really drawing comics? What are your works?"

"I'm just a newcomer, there's nothing to worry about." Kujo Ditaro put his knowledge into practice and said with a smile: "Just like you, senior sister, it's better not to mention it."

Chapter 135: Senior sister has a fever, shall we plant green onions?

"alright."

Kasumigaoka Utaha remained unmoved and continued typing.

Kujo Ditaro was playing with his cell phone, with a light flickering in his eyes.

[Kitahara Iori: @Everyone, that Busujima Sakurako made me feel uncomfortable, what do you say? ]

[Imamura Kohei: It's none of my business. Besides you, none of us work part-time anyway.]

[Kitahara Iori: Busujima Sakurako told me that if I helped her, she would give me a ticket to the Women's University.]

[Imamura Kohei: An admission ticket? There's such a thing? I've never heard Sister Azusa mention it.]

[Kitahara Iori: The Women's University is planning to hold a school festival in early June. Unlike us, they will need tickets to enter, and they also heard that voice actors will be there.]

Looking at the discussion group where the chat frequency suddenly increased, Kujo Ditaro was too lazy to take a closer look and just left midway.

Anyway, in his opinion, getting an admission ticket to the Women's University is not a big deal at all.

After all, even without mentioning his girlfriend, Kyoko Kamio, the female college students around him include Azusa Hamaoka and Mana Yoshihara.

Given our community connections, asking for an admission ticket is very reasonable.

but....

In order to prevent the tickets from being snatched away by others, Kujo Ditaro immediately found Azusa Hamaoka.

However, to his surprise, the tickets... had already been booked?

Kujo Ditaro was a little puzzled and asked about the details.

[Di Taro, the Jogakuen Festival has always been a popular event in this town. A friend asked me to book tickets in early May. Why don't you ask Aina?]

Kujo Ditaro took out Yoshihara Mana's mailbox and was about to send a text message when he felt a sudden chill on his spine.

You know, Yoshihara Mana is Kamio Kiyoko's best friend, and his behavior that crosses the line will indeed cause trouble.

After closing this mailbox full of minefields, he was actually distressed.

Places like women's universities have a special appeal to any boy, and he is no exception.

To be honest, Kujo Ditaro didn't have too many thoughts, he just simply wanted to see the world.

Also, if he didn't get into the women's university, while Kitahara Iori and others successfully entered, the gap would be huge.

Not only that, given the character of those scumbags, they will definitely brag about this matter, which means... showing off their power.

As the saying goes, don't compete with steamed buns for breath.

Kujo Ditaro decided that if he couldn't get in, then no one else could get in either.

After thinking carefully, he opened Kamio Kiyoko's email and asked about the tickets.

[I forgot, I forgot, Di Taro, I'm sorry, I forgot to leave it for you.]

[No way? They're all reserved?]

[Yes, a friend asked me for it, and I agreed without thinking too much.]

【Can you get me one, please? 】

Kujo Ditaro originally thought that Kamio Kiyoko would agree immediately.

However, the reality was cruel and he was rejected.

According to Kamio Kiyoko, there is actually nothing fun about the Women's University Festival, and it doesn't matter whether you go or not.

Kujo Ditaro knew very well that this was done intentionally by Kamio Kiyoko, with the intention of preventing him from seeing beautiful girls.

After realizing that this approach was a dead end, he stopped insisting and started thinking of other solutions.

A casual glance at Kujo Ditaro made him slightly startled, "What's wrong with you, Senior?"

"I have a bit of a headache..." Kasumigaoka Utaha leaned back in her chair, rubbing her forehead with one hand, her breathing a little heavy.

"Your face is very red, you probably have a fever. I'll get you some green onions."

"Don't worry about the green onions. Just give me some medicine."

Kasumigaoka Utaha leaned over the table and said in a low voice, "Excuse me, bring me a glass of water..."

"I really don't want green onions."

As Kujo Ditaro teased, he had already reached the door.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was too lazy to refute and said perfunctorily: "Whatever you want..."

Kujo Ditaro smiled inexplicably, pushed the door open and left.

This student...

Kasumigaoka Utaha rested her head on her arms, her mind full of images of planting green onions.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Suddenly, she felt her shoulders sink and subconsciously raised her head.

Looking at Kujo Ditaro standing beside her, she was a little confused, "You didn't go?"

"Everything is here. You must be unconscious and didn't hear me."

Kujo Ditaro pointed to the table.

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked down and what caught her eye was a conspicuous scallion.

She picked up the water cup and medicine bottle with an expressionless face. After taking the appropriate amount of medicine, a wave of sleepiness swept over her body and she could hardly hold on.

"Senior, this method works. My grandfather used it on me before. Even though he is gone, I still remember it."

Kujo Ditaro picked up the green onion, but didn't touch it directly. He whispered, "Senior, how is it?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha closed her eyes and answered nonchalantly, "Whatever... Anyway, it's a neck scarf... It's fine."

"Although there is a more effective method, we are all adults, so there is no need for such directness."

Kujo Ditaro walked behind the girl and wrapped a green onion around her neck.

Kasumigaoka Utaha narrowed her eyes, walked to the bed in a daze and threw herself down.

"Save the document. Thanks. I'm going to sleep."

Kasumigaoka Utaha rolled up the quilt and rolled to the wall out of habit.

Kujo Ditaro sat in front of the computer desk, looking at the hundreds of words in front of him and reading them with great interest.

He didn't really like reading novels, and since the content here was only a few hundred words, he lost his patience after reading it for less than a minute.

After saving the document, he began the day's painting work.

.....

After finishing his daily drawing, Kujo Ditaro was about to take a shower and go to bed as usual.

Suddenly, he thought of something and turned his head to look towards the big bed.

Looking at the sleeping girl with the quilt between her legs and a charming back, his eyes changed.

My own room...

In my own bed...

Sleeping Beauty without resistance..

If this plot is put in anime, I am afraid it will be a night of unavoidable gunfire...

Kujo Ditaro sighed deeply, stood up and walked to the bed.

He casually picked up a blanket beside him and draped it over the exposed spring light.

“…”

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't know how long she had slept, and her consciousness was unclear.

Hearing the sound of keyboard coming from behind, she thought for a moment and then suddenly stood up.

"you're awake?"

"Hey...I..."

"Feeling better?"

"What...time is it now?"

Kujo Ditaro stopped what he was doing and turned around and said, "It's past three in the morning."

Kasumigaoka Utaha blinked her beautiful eyes, and after a long silence, she asked in confusion, "It's so late, why aren't you going to bed yet?"

Kujo Ditaro returned to typing away at the keyboard, his eyes fixed on the other side as he spoke, "I was thinking of going to sleep in another room, but you were so unstable and talking in your sleep, and I happened to have something to do, so I didn't leave."

"Really... I'm sorry." Kasumigaoka Utaha rubbed her forehead and murmured, "I'm much better now... Wait a minute, you said I was talking in my sleep, what did I say?"

Chapter 136: Senior Sister, there was something in your dream...

“I don’t really remember.”

"Is that so? Then..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha was halfway through her words when she saw Kujo Ditaro press the phone on the table and the screen lit up.

Bad feeling...

Kasumigaoka Shiuha frowned and asked in surprise, "Are you recording this?"

"Yes, people who talk in their sleep usually don't believe what they say, so I recorded it for you."

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth and spoke in a light tone.

The corner of Kasumigaoka Shiyu's eye twitched, and she waved her hand and said, "No need to release it, just send me the recording."

"Senior, this won't do."

Kujo Ditaro's eyes flickered, and his smile grew increasingly sinister. "I took the trouble to record your sleep talk for half an hour, and how could you refuse to listen?"

Utaha Kasumigaoka turned over and got out of bed, intending to take it by force.

Kujo Ditaro is cruel and first releases that shameful dream talk.

"Are we all going to die here?"

"If that's the case, I hope... you die by my hands."

"Don't blame me, instead of letting you...hahaha..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Kujo Ditaro turned off the recording, stood up, and said, "It was so moving and inspiring for over twenty minutes, Senior. I almost thought I was listening to a book."

"Shut up!" Kasumigaoka Utaha stretched out her hand, her face flushed, like a kitten with its fur standing on end.

Kujo Ditaro remained unmoved and even turned the recording back on.

"How dare you... Oh, it's so hot..."

"Don't let go! What do you want? Stockings and everything, I'll give them to you."

Although Kasumigaoka Utaha seems to be making concessions, she is actually fighting back desperately.

Kujo Ditaro raised his voice, the corners of his mouth curled up wildly, and his face became more and more distorted.

"It seems that Senior Sister still doesn't understand what situation she is in now."