Zongman: Why is your comic full of knives?

Dragon Country

"By the way, those two kids should have met by now, right?"

"If nothing unexpected happens,"

"Accident?"

"Well, I'm just saying this casually. It seems like Mashiro is a pretty good kid, right?"

"She is pretty good, cute, innocent like a blank sheet of paper, and at a young age she is already the world's top oil painting talent......."

"But I was actually influenced by that boy’s two comics and wanted to draw comics. Is that what you mean?"

"You are worthy of being my son!"

Nangong Mu shook his head helplessly, and then said:"By the way, Yoel is almost done with the work on hand, right?"

"Probably within this month."

"Well, let her finish her work, and then go over and help keep an eye on it."

""Okay."

Nangong Mu looked up and saw a child who looked like he had walked out of a painting, exuding an ethereal and incredible temperament.

"No wonder those two guys said they could recognize him at a glance."

Such a unique person, once you notice him, you can't ignore him, right?"

The girl looked at Nangong Mu, her eyes were like the purest gems, without any impurities.

Perhaps it was too long without a response, so she asked again:

"Now, what color do you want to be?"

Nangong Mu collected his thoughts and said with a smile:"It's like before asking someone else's name, you should first tell them your own name."

"Shouldn't you tell me what color you want to be before asking me what color I want to be?"

"This is the most basic courtesy."

The girl was silent, and her blank expression made people wonder if she was listening to the conversation seriously.

After a pause of 5 seconds, the girl seemed to finally find herself from the delay.

"Basic courtesy?"

"Yes"

"I haven’t thought about it."

After a pause, the girl spoke again:"Now, it’s probably white?"

"White? It seems like a color that suits you."

"Thank you."

Although she was thanking him, the expression on the girl's face did not change.

"So, what color do you want to be?"

"I don’t know either."

Nangong Mu smiled and said,"There is only one color in this life. Don’t you think it’s too monotonous?"

"So I want to try every color."

"Is one color too monotonous?"

The girl's calm eyes finally showed some ripples.

"What is the color now?"

"Now, it should be red."

Be passionate about everything around you

"Hello, my name is Nangong Mu. I don't know if they told you, but I'm here to pick you up."

"I know."

There was no expression on her cold face. If you don't know the other person's personality, you will only think that this is indifference.

The girl stretched out her hand:"Shiina Mashiro"

"Can I call you Mu? I like this name very much."

Even if there is no expression on her face, it does not affect the fact that she is a beauty.

Facing such a straight ball, few boys at this age can resist it.

"Like it......"

Nangong Mu's expression did not waver, he smiled and nodded:"Since you like it, just call me Mu."

Unlike other people, the girl's like is pure like without any impurities.

"Correspondingly, can I just call you Mashiro?"

"Can"

"Is that all there is in the line?"

"Yes"

"Let's go"

"Yeah."

No words were spoken along the way, and we returned home.

"I always feel like I have kidnapped an ignorant girl and brought her home. What's going on?"

Looking at the girl sitting on the sofa, holding a teacup in her hand, with a dazed look in her eyes.

After the initial surprise, Nangong Mu also had a headache.

Although he knew the other party's general personality, it did not mean that he could match the girl's electric waves.

So for a while, he didn't know where to start.

"Fortunately, I am not asked to take care of it.

Otherwise, I would have picked up a"pet" and raised it.

From the perspective of an outsider, it seems to be a very interesting setting that the room can be so messy in one night.

But think about it carefully.

What kind of experience is it to clean the house on weekdays!

I don't even want to touch the room that I usually clean.

A room that is several times more messy than before is definitely a torture.

As for the benefit of helping the girl change clothes and put on clothes, you can see that thing.......

"I feel an inexplicable sense of guilt just thinking about it."

There is absolutely no problem with Mashiro's age, but with her current mental state, it's not an exaggeration to say that she is just an ordinary child.

Facing such a child who is as pure as a blank sheet of paper.

Just having that thought will make my conscience feel guilty and morally condemned.

If I really want to take care of Mashiro,...

"Mu, help me change my clothes" - who can bear it when Mashiro, who is wearing cool clothes, says such a thing?...

On the one hand, he is being tortured by his own moral bottom line, and on the other hand, he is being assaulted by the triple impact of vision, touch, and smell.

A man's instincts are whipped back and forth against his own moral standards.

"If you think about it carefully, this feeling of ice and fire might be inexplicably exciting?"

"Mu's eyes looked a little strange. Is he sick?"

Nangong Mu was startled by the black shadow that suddenly came in front of him.

Then a cool and delicate touch came from his face. The girl's cheek came closer, leaving only a few centimeters of distance.

Unlike ordinary people, the beauty of Zhenbai can be better appreciated at such a distance.

The fair and delicate skin has a moist luster, without a trace of flaws, like the most beautiful creation.

The girl's somewhat sweet breath fell on his face, like a feather gently touching the skin, giving people an itchy feeling in the heart.

In front of such beauty,

Nangong Mu also subconsciously stayed for a few seconds and forgot to break free from the other party's hands.

Seeing that Nangong Mu did not react, Zhenbai subconsciously moved closer to this side.

The distance that was already short was shortened again.

Nangong Mu came back to his senses and stretched out his hand to hold Zhenbai's face.

With a bit of warmth, it was like touching a baby's cheek, so tender that people worried that a little force would leave a mark on it.

"Hmm?" Mashiro blinked in confusion.

"Not sick."

Nangong Mu said helplessly:"Besides, even if he is really sick, can you tell by holding it like this?"

"Probably?"

Speaking of this, the girl returned to her original position and sat down.

"Come to think of it, the guy who really takes care of Mashiro also lives in this building, why don't you just tell me which floor it is!"

That way I can just help and send him there!

Thinking of this, Nangong Mu said:"By the way, when will they come to pick you up?"

"Hmm?"

Mashiro tilted her head slightly and asked in confusion:"Who are they?"

"Your relatives in this country"

"I don't know."

Good man, is this the top riddler!?

He only says three words, and leaves the rest for you to guess!

Even Nangong Mu couldn't tell whether the"I don't know" that Mashiro said meant"I don't know when they will come to pick her up" or"I don't know if the other party will care about Mashiro."

Rubbing his head, Nangong Mu gave up guessing and asked tirelessly:"When will they come to pick you up?"

"Isn’t it Mu who picked me up?"

"..."

If it was someone with a hot temper, would he be driven crazy by Zhenbai?

Before Nangong Mu could figure out how to ask the next question,

""Click."

The door was unlocked.

Then Mahiru's voice broke in from the entrance.

"Sorry, Nangong Jun"

"I was a little late because I went to buy some food."

Then Mahiru noticed the shoes at the door and said curiously:

"Didn’t Eriri say today that she wanted to play with her friends first before coming over?"

"How come you got here before me?"

The voice came from far away and approached. It was obvious that Mahiru, who had changed into indoor shoes, had already walked towards the living room.

As expected, Mahiru, who came in from outside, saw Mashiro sitting obediently in the center.

The smile on her face froze, and her eyes showed an incredible look.

It was as if she had seen something incredible.

"Shin... Shinshiro?!"

Hearing someone calling her name, Shinshiro raised her head, and her eyes, which had not fluctuated at all, became much brighter than before.

"Mahiru?"

The familiar voice made Mahiru completely confirm the other party's identity.

Mahiru came to sit next to Mashiro, and excitedly pulled the other party's hand:"Mashiro, it's been a long time!"

Mashiro thought about it very seriously and nodded:"It's true that I haven't seen Mahiru for many years."

"Where have you been?"

Mahiru didn't know whether to laugh or cry:"I've been in Neon." (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"I'm traveling to the UK."

""Oh."

Mashiro nodded, not sure if he understood what Mahiru meant.

"I'm glad to see Mahiru again."

"I'm very happy too!!

�� Compared to Mashiro who didn't show much emotion, Mahiru's face was full of happiness.

There were even a few excited tears in the corners of her eyes.

After the excitement, Mahiru couldn't help but speak curiously:

"Why did Mashiro suddenly come to Neon from England?"

"Learn to draw"

"？？"

With Mahiru’s accomplishments, she couldn’t help but complain:"Aren’t you the world’s top oil painter?"

"Who can teach you to draw?!"

Mashiro shook his head, his orange eyes sparkling:"What I want to learn is different from oil painting!"

"There are many people who can teach me!!"

Mahiru subconsciously imagined that someone would come to teach Mashiro how to draw....Can't you imagine it?!

"Shiina Mahiru and Shiina Mashiro are characters from two unrelated works, but they have become a family here! ?"

After thinking about it for a while, I feel that this plot is somewhat magical.

As for why I can be sure of this...Didn't I say before? Mashiro will live in the same building!

And Mahiru happens to be downstairs!

Nangong Mu doesn't think there are so many coincidences in the world. Besides Mahiru, there are other suitable candidates.

"This is really a dramatic scene."

Shiina Mahiru and Shiina Mashiro are so similar names, why didn't Nangong Mu notice it at first?

Just like Luffy and Lucci, can you say they are brothers!

Besides, there are so many people with the same surname in Japan. Even if Shiina is not a common surname, there are several people with the surname Shiina in this building.

If you happen to meet someone who is similar, it is a waste of energy to associate it in that direction.

Nangong Mu interrupted this touching reunion:"So, what is your relationship?"

Although he already had a guess in his mind, he still wanted to confirm it from them.

"This Shiro is my aunt's daughter."

Sure enough!

So it's Mahiru who takes care of Mashiro?

Well, that's good!

"Compared to this, I have a lot of questions here."

After saying this, Mahiru looked at Nangong Mu:"Why is Mashiro in Nangong's house!"

"Because it was Mu who brought me back."

Before Nangong Mu could speak, Zhenbai took the initiative to speak

"？？"

Mahiru showed an expression of incomprehension:"Maki!? Are you two really that close?"

"Because I like her very much, I call her Mu!"

Until this moment, Nangong Mu finally realized why so many netizens in his previous life said that Mashiro is really black when cut open!

Listen to this conversation! Look at Mahiru's expression now!

You don't need to think about it to know that the other party is going further and further on the wrong path.

"Stop, Mashiro, don't talk yet."

Mashiro tilted his head and cast a puzzled look.

But he remained quiet.

"Mashiro's parents are good friends with my parents. They called me last night and asked me to pick her up first."

"Just call me Maki because Mashiro said he likes this word very much."

"Because there are two Shiina here, I can only call Mashiro by her first name to avoid misunderstanding."

"That being said, Mahiru should understand, right?"

The girl's face turned red subconsciously when her name was suddenly called. She felt shy, but she nodded.

"I understand."

Nangong Mu's explanation was simple and straightforward, unlike the vagueness of Zhenbai, which made people think wrongly.

"What a hassle."

Mashiro on the side couldn't help but complain.

It seemed to be saying, you can make it clear in a few words, why do you have to say so much.

Hearing Mashiro's complaint,

Nangong Mu and Mahiru both rolled their eyes.

"You are the least qualified person to say this!!"x2

Such complaints only surfaced in her heart.

Mahiru also thought of Mashiro's problem at this moment:

"It's been so long that I almost forgot that Mashiro has many flaws in life."

"？"

"But now that she's this old, Mashiro shouldn't ask anyone to help her change her clothes anymore, right?"

"Rita will help me."

"..."

The slap in the face came too fast, like a tornado.

Seeing Mahiru's frustrated expression, Nangong Mu smiled and said,"If you want to get something, you have to pay a corresponding price."

"There's a reason why Mashiro could become the world's top oil painter at such a young age, right?"

""Yeah." Mashiro, who didn't understand what was going on, nodded happily.

"If you don't know what you're talking about, don't respond so quickly!"

Mahiru looked at Mashiro helplessly, then nodded:"That's true"

"Nangong...Mu-kun actually knows Mashiro?"

Mashiro is calling her Mu, so it's okay for me to call her Mu, right?"

Mahiru comforted herself in her heart, but her eyes flickered.

Not caring about such a small name, Nangong Mu smiled and said:

"I am also a painter, and I also pay attention to masters in other fields."

"That's true."

Mahiru nodded, then became a little distressed:

"Maki-kun is only responsible for bringing Mashiro back, so will someone else borrow her later?"

"Mashiro should be the older sister, not this child." He reached out and touched Mahiru's head.

Mahiru:"..."

Decisively ignore this sentence!

Nangong Mu also found it funny.

Judging from the age, it is probably correct, but considering the psychological age, it is hard for people to admit it.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be you, Mahiru."

""Huh?" Mahiru blinked,"I've never heard of it!!"

"Mahiru doesn't want to be with me?"

"That's not true!"

Facing the pitiful Mashiro, Mahiru explained with a headache:

"It’s just that no one told me from the beginning to the end."

Nangong Mu half-jokingly said:"If there is really no one, Mashiro can live with me."

"Anyway, there are still two rooms available."

"Maki, that's great."

Mashiro's eyes sparkled again.

"Mu-kun, even though I know this is a joke, there are some things you can't say carelessly, okay?"

Mahiru, with black energy wrapped around her body, showed a scary smile.

The blackened Mahiru is so scary!

Nangong Mu smiled and nodded:"I was wrong"

"Anyway, I'll go cook first, and we'll discuss the rest after dinner."

After saying that, Mahiru was a little worried.���Heading towards the kitchen

"Is Mahiru angry? Because of me?"

"No."

Nangong Mu rubbed Zhenbai's soft long hair like rubbing a cat, and it felt good.

"There are some things that only Mahiru can handle by herself."