Mashiro tilted her head, only to see Chen Lin giving her a mysterious smile.

“As long as you call her uh…” Chen Lin originally wanted to tell Mashiro Eriri’s pen name, but after thinking for a long time, Chen Lin couldn’t remember her pen name.

“Well, Mashiro, you can tell her, ‘Eri-san, you don’t want others to know that you’re drawing in a book, right?'”

“Brother, what are you teaching Mashiro?!”

Chen Lin smiled and didn’t explain further.

Although he asked this, Chen Lin already had the answer in his heart.

“I think his name was Aki or something. He wanted me to join his club, but I didn’t agree.”

“Mashiro, you just said you were interested in GALGALME, right? Why don’t you join?” Sakura asked curiously.

“He wanted me to help him draw and make games. He said it was his dream. What does that have to do with me? I just want to draw comics. Other things are a waste of time.”

“If you don’t like it, then don’t join. Tell me what GALGAME you want to play and I’ll help you find it.”

……

After dinner, Mashiro returned to her room.

Sitting in front of the computer, Mashiro took out his cell phone and called Eriri.

“Hello? That one.”

Eriri, wearing a green sportswear and with her legs crossed on a chair in an untidy manner, answered the phone. For this stay-at-home girl who always keeps her cell phone by her side, she answers the phone almost immediately when she has time.

“Shiina Mashiro.”

“Shiina-san!? Is…something wrong?”

Eriri was shocked. She didn’t expect Mashiro to contact her that night.

Although Eriri is a little famous, her fame is limited to the small circle of doujinshi artists in the inner world. Eriri is also aware that her own books still have many shortcomings.

Mashiro is a world-class painter. If I could communicate with her, my painting skills would definitely improve greatly!

“Eri, you don’t want others to know that you’re drawing in a book, do you?”

Although Mashiro didn’t know what the book meant, she didn’t understand why she said that.

But since Chen Lin said to do this, let’s do it.

“Shiina-san, what are you…what are you going to do?”

Ying Lili broke out in a cold sweat. How…how did she know?

Could it be that Renya told Mashiro that he was the illustrator in order to get her to join the group?

“I want to see your comics.”

“I got it! I’ll be there right now! Don’t tell anyone about my drawing book!!!”

“I’m waiting for you.”

Putting down the phone, Mashiro felt vaguely expectant.

Mashiro had previously come into contact with famous painters, but had never come across a comics author before. The only person related to comics was the editor Ayano.

Eriri is the first manga author Mashiro met.

Mashiro is very interested in her comics.

Mashiro was looking forward to Eriri’s comics, but Eriri was in trouble.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! !

My brain is shaking!!!!

Ying Lili held her head and banged it against the pillow repeatedly.

Even the people in the club only know her pen name Kashiwagi Eri and don’t know her real identity. Who did Shiina-san hear that from?!

And why did Shiina say “XXX, you don’t want to XXX, do you?”, a classic line from the Minotaur book! ?

Isn’t this right!? Isn’t this right!?

Shiina-san looks so innocent and cute, and she is also a world-class talented painter. She doesn’t look like the type of person who would read this kind of book.

Who on earth taught her these things!!!

Chapter 75: Mashiro: Not big enough, not enough

What is this called!

In the room, Ying Lili banged her head against the pillow frantically.

That pretty girl who looked expressionless and innocent actually said lines that only appeared in the Minotaur’s book! ?

If I don’t go…Shiina will definitely tell the classmates about my sketchbook.

Eriri was sure that the genius girl who could reject others bluntly would tell her secret without hesitation.

My rejection from Kasumigaoka was straightforward enough, but Shiina-san just asked, “What does it have to do with me?”

Quite straightforward.

I have to go now.

Pick up a pair of heavy black-framed glasses and put them on. Untie the iconic ponytails and tie them up simply. Wear an old-fashioned green sportswear and Crocs, plus a schoolbag that is standard for comic convention otakus… Perfect! Even if you run into other classmates on the street, you won’t be recognized!

After putting the notebooks she had previously drawn in her schoolbag, Eriri left home like a thief.

According to the positioning, Eriri arrived at the door of the apartment, and suddenly she felt a chill on her back.

“Why is it so eerie here……”

Never mind, let’s go in quickly.

Walking into the empty lobby, Eriri came to the door of Mashiro’s room according to the room number and knocked nervously.

Soon, the door opened, and a beautiful girl with the same blonde hair as Eriri appeared before her.

“Did you bring it?”

“Brought it.”

Ying Lili acted like she was selling CDs.

But…it’s pretty much the same.

Mashiro moved aside to let Eriri enter the room. Before closing the door, Eriri poked her head around to make sure no one had noticed her before closing the door.

Passing through the entrance hall, Eriri’s first impression was…it was so messy!

All kinds of underwear and socks were thrown everywhere. At the beginning, Chen Lin and Ying tried to help her clean up, but they were back to the same place in less than one night. Later, they just let her do what she wanted.

The genius girl’s room turned out to be so messy…

Mashiro’s cold attitude made Eriri think that Mashiro was a kind of arrogant genius, but the messy room and scattered draft papers suddenly narrowed the distance between the genius and the ordinary girl.

Mashiro threw the discarded manuscript papers on the table to the ground, and Eriri picked up a piece of waste manuscript.

So exquisite……

Although it’s just a line drawing, Eriri, who is also an artist, can imagine the stunning appearance of the finished product and can clearly feel the gap between herself and Mashiro.

Is this genius?

“Shiina-san… do you really want to read it? They’re just some terrible comics.”

The sudden feeling of inferiority made Eriri too embarrassed to show her comics to Mashiro.

“It’s okay, I want to see it.” Mashiro paused and repeated what Chen Lin taught her, “Eri, you don’t want others to know that you’re drawing in a book, right?”

The lines that only appear in the Minotaur’s book feel very awkward when spoken by Mashiro.

Since Mashiro said so, Eriri had no choice but to take out the comics from her bag and put them on the table.

He lowered his eyes and looked away.

Eriri didn’t dare to look at Mashiro’s reaction.

Not only is the painting bad, but the content is even worse.

What Eriri draws are not ordinary pure love books, but more practical humiliation books, which include coercion, hypnosis, minotaur, various plays and even some light-flavored letter games.

The sound of turning pages made Eriri tense up, and she even felt like going to the bathroom.

Shiina will definitely call me a pervert, and then tell my classmates tomorrow that I am a pervert who draws books. The day after tomorrow, the news that I draw books will spread throughout the school, and finally I will have to drop out of school and become a stay-at-home mom.

Ying Lili swallowed subconsciously.

After waiting for a long time, the reaction that Ying Lili imagined did not appear.

Raising her eyes quietly, Eriri looked at Mashiro cautiously.

Mashiro was neither angry nor blushing, she just carefully read the comics page by page and book by book.

“How about it?”

Eriri asked, mustering up the courage.

“Excellent, better than mine.”

Eriri was a little excited to receive such high praise from Mashiro, as her drawings were not worthy of being displayed in a formal setting, while Mashiro was a world-class painter.

“The plot is great, I’ve never seen anything like it.”

Mashiro said to Eriri seriously.

Eriri breathed a sigh of relief. Not only did Mashiro not call her a pervert, but she was actually quite interested in the book.

But as for the plot…how could she have possibly read this kind of plot from the Utopia?!

“Your characters are great, my comic characters are hollow and the plots are boring.”

“This is not my character.” Eriri looked away a little embarrassedly, “This is a doujin manga, have you heard of it, Shiina-san?”

“Fan comics?”

Mashiro tilted his head and looked at Eriri in confusion.

“These are all characters from other people’s comics. I just borrowed them.” Eriri adjusted her old-fashioned black-framed glasses. “We are not as talented as Shiina. Many comic book authors first practiced by borrowing other people’s characters and plots.”

It can still be like this! ?

Fan comics!

Mashiro seemed to have opened the door to a new world.

Ayano said that her comics were boring, so could she practice by drawing doujin comics? Should she wait until she could create interesting characters and plots before officially starting to draw comics?

Mashiro took out her cell phone and called Ayano.

“Mashiro? What do you want from me?”

“Ayano, can practicing by drawing doujin comics make my comics more interesting?”

“Fan fiction? Sure, Mashiro, you can try it.”

Ayano gave Mashiro an affirmative answer. As an editor of a magazine, Ayano certainly knew about doujin comics, but doujin comics are also divided into two types: those for all ages and small books.

Ayano subconsciously assumed that the doujin comics Mashiro mentioned were for all ages.

After all, how could such a simple-minded Mashiro want to draw a little book?

After getting Ayano’s affirmative answer, Mashiro put down her phone and looked at Eriri seriously.

“Teach me, I want to draw a comic.”

“Ehhhhhhhhh!????”

what’s the situation! ?

A world-class talented painter actually asked her to teach her how to draw a notebook?

But this is also an opportunity!

Eriri also wants to draw for all age groups, but the reality is that the sales of small books in the fan fiction are greater than those for all age groups.

But if I could let Shiina-san guide my drawing skills… maybe I could become a real manga artist!