I, who tortured the readers, was knocked to the ground by them!

Chapter 132 My stomach hurts.
"Yuki's singing voice is really beautiful."

The sound of Yuki Mizuno's singing filled the air in the house.

That was the audio of "Unreachable Love" that Yuki Mizuno had just released on her social media account in order to help attract traffic for their "White Album".

After returning home from the CM exhibition hall today, Sato Wakaba played this song on repeat while making dumplings with the ingredients she had bought with great difficulty.

Sakurai Itsuki glanced at Sato Wakaba, and for a moment he couldn't figure out her attitude or what she wanted to express, so he didn't comment on her sigh.

Sakurai Itsuki didn't know when he started to join the race of "guessing women's hearts".

The dumpling in Sato Wakaba's hand suddenly leaked its filling, causing her to exclaim, "Ah, the skin is broken."

"You put so much stuff in, it would be strange if it doesn't burst." Sakurai Itsuki sighed, then took a piece of dumpling wrapper and skillfully wrapped a standard dumpling.

"I just thought that frozen dumplings don't have much filling, so I wanted to make them more filling!" Sato Wakaba tilted her head and asked in surprise, "Hey, how did you make them so well? It's amazing."

"Because I've made them before, I quite like Chinese food." Sakurai Itsuki said. Although he rarely cooked in his previous life, he still had the traditional skill of making dumplings.

"But you obviously don't like strawberry mapo tofu."

"I told you, that's not Chinese food." Sakurai Itsuki also joined in and started making dumplings with Sato Wakaba.

"Well, then if we have time in the future, let's travel to China. It always seems very interesting and there's a lot of food to eat. I just wonder if there's a dark cuisine world."

Sato Wakaba laughed, her eyes full of anticipation and longing.

"talk later."

Sakurai Itsuki always felt that whether it was the relationship between a cartoonist and his assistant, or between classmates, it seemed too intimate for two people to travel abroad together alone.

But based on his recent research on women's hearts, or rather, on "Sato Wakaba's heart", she would definitely be upset if he said this, so Sakurai Itsuki could only answer like this.

"Look! Isn't this dumpling I made cute?"

Sato Wakaba, who was not very obedient, raised the plump dumpling in her hand and showed it to Sakurai Itsuki excitedly.

"There's still too much stuffing. Your dumplings will fall apart in just thirty seconds."

Sakurai Itsuki didn't want to dampen Sato Wakaba's spirits, but he also didn't want the dumplings that this hot blonde girl had spent so much effort making for him to turn into minced meat and noodle soup as soon as they were put into the pot.

"Oh, I see. Speaking of which, my dad asked me to go to England for New Year's celebration this year. Otherwise, I could have eaten dumplings with you during the New Year. Dumplings are only eaten during the New Year, right?"

Sato Wakaba was feeling depressed because she couldn't bring dumplings on the plane.

"Well, but Chinese New Year is not on January 1st." Sakurai Itsuki corrected, it should be January 1st of the lunar calendar, not the solar calendar.

"Oh~ That's perfect, you can wait for me to come back! But I still want to eat dumplings for New Year's Eve."

Sato Wakaba tapped her chin with her finger, thinking.

But two or three seconds later, her clever brain came up with an idea: "Oh, right! I have an idea, we can video chat!

You should be able to find frozen dumplings in the UK. Even though they're not handmade, they're still acceptable. Plus, with the time difference, I can spend New Year's Eve with you first, and then with my family! Perfect!

Upon hearing this, Sakurai Itsuki nodded helplessly.

He had gotten used to Sato Wakaba going to great lengths for some meaningless rituals, even though she was the only one who cared about those things.

Sakurai Itsuki suddenly felt that if anyone really married her, he would be tortured to the point of collapse by her.

God knows how many "wild ideas" this overly energetic guy will come up with during such an important ceremony.

Thinking about it, I suddenly felt a little inexplicably disgusted with her.

Sato Wakaba didn't know that Sakurai Itsuki was "disliking" her. She asked, "By the way, Ashu, aren't you going back to celebrate the New Year with your family?"

"I have to attend Shueisha's New Year party and can't go back for the time being. Also, I'm going to take care of the follow-up matters during the New Year break."

Sakurai Itsuki answered, even though he always avoided all kinds of gatherings when he was in school.

But Shueisha's annual gathering is clearly different.

Not only will most cartoonists come to this party, but also bigwigs from publishing houses, film and television companies, and even game companies will participate.

It is called a New Year's party, but in fact it is a platform provided by Shueisha for cartoonists who usually stay at home to get to know each other.

After experimenting with the system's wide range of application scenarios, Sakurai Itsuki planned to fully develop multimedia.

Therefore, he certainly had no reason to refuse such an activity.

"Oh, so, then I can meet a lot of cartoonists! That's great! By the way, Shu, you rarely mention your family. It seems that your family members may not know me."

Sato Wakaba first sighed about her longing for the Shueisha annual meeting, and then moved her head closer to Sakurai Itsuki.

"Why do you want to know my family?" Sakurai Itsuki asked unhappily.

Upon hearing this, Sato Wakaba imitated a squirrel chewing a pine cone, puffed up her cheeks, and then said, "Hey! I've mentioned you to my family many times. They really like you, especially my dad. He said that sooner or later he would meet you in person to take good care of you!"

"I always feel that it's not love." Sakurai Itsuki heard this and always felt that the care from Sato Wakaba's father's mouth was not a good thing.

Imagine becoming a father, and one day, your beautiful daughter lives with a jerk, cooks for him every day, and constantly mentions that jerk in front of you, intentionally or unintentionally, with a bright face.
Then there is no doubt that they will want to "take care of him offline".

"It's not the right time yet. Maybe I'll get to know you sooner or later, and the relationship in your family is a bit delicate." Sakurai Itsuki said.

"Then when will it be? And your home."

"Why are you asking so many questions? Go make your dumplings." Sakurai Itsuki raised his finger and tapped her forehead in annoyance.

"Ouch! I was just asking. Humph, I won't talk to you again."

At this moment, in another high-end apartment in Tokyo.

Masako Hanase opened her sister's door and asked with a tilted head, "Are you really not going back to Kyoto for the New Year?"

Hanase Shion put away her feet that were swinging excitedly on the chair and said, "Well, it's a rare opportunity for me to attend Shueisha's annual meeting, so of course I have to go!"

Hane Shion was also unexpectedly invited by Shinkawa Aimi.

Ai Shinkawa said that although the comic that Hanase Shion and Sakurai Itsuki collaborated on has not officially started serialization, it has already passed the serialization meeting and will be serialized in the first issue of the new year, so she is theoretically qualified to meet last year.

Of course, Hanase Shion would not refuse this.

"Okay, but you'll have to endure Dad's bad temper again when you go back, and this time you'll have to take your share."

Masako Hanase sighed. She also understood that Shueisha's annual meeting sounded like a place full of opportunities, so she didn't intend to stop her sister.

Of course, when I go back, the old man who was born in the Showa era will definitely say something like: "It's all your fault, you good-for-nothing. Not only did you do this to yourself, but you also ruined your sister."

"One scolding is one thing, but two isn't bad either."

Hane Shion narrowed her eyes, chuckled, and turned her office chair, obviously in a very good mood.

"But is it really okay for you to stay in Tokyo alone?" Masako Hanase put her hands on her hips and looked at her happy sister.

This spoiled young lady has never truly lived alone.

"No problem. I'll be eighteen in a while, which is the age to get married." Hanase Shion paused halfway through her words, but continued with her lines.

Upon hearing this, Masako Hanase glanced at the note on her sister's wall.

The three words "Sakurai Tree" are still written on it.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. "By the way, since you're attending the Shueisha annual meeting, you should be going with that brat Sakurai Itsuki, right?"

Hanase Shion said as if it was a matter of course: "Of course! He's the most powerful manga artist of the new generation at Shueisha, so he's bound to be the protagonist."

Masako Hanase nodded, and then instructed: "Ah, as expected, I have to remind you, it's okay for the two of you to celebrate New Year's Eve together, but if you spend the night together and do some adult things, you still have to be cautious. Make up your mind and take protective measures."

"You, you, what are you talking about! I won't do anything as extreme as you said with him! You idiot!"

The former comic artist naturally reacted immediately to what Hane Masako said, his face turned red in an instant, and he stammered in his answer.

"Hahaha, I'm just kidding. If you have that guts, you're not Hanase Shion."

She patted her sister's head gently, thinking that if she could do something like this, she wouldn't always hang her head and draw in front of the computer with a troubled look on her face. As for the man, Hanase Masako was also quite relieved.

After being in contact with Sakurai Itsuki for so long, I can tell that this guy is not a man who is only interested in beauty and can be controlled by his small head. He is not a man who can easily cross the bottom line and force women.

Otherwise, that hot blonde would probably be pregnant now, counting the days to become a mother.

"Hmph, who are you looking down on?! Forget it, it's annoying. I need to rest now. I have to go to the CM booth early tomorrow."

When Hane Shion heard this, she was about to refute, but it seemed that the rebuttal was not right. She couldn't just say, "Of course I have the courage to sleep with him," right?
Therefore, he directly issued an expulsion order to his sister.

"However, it's okay to be a little bolder occasionally. After all, you're trying to steal a man."

Masako Hanase winked at her sister, then immediately closed the door before her sister could express her dissatisfaction.

Hane Shion looked at the closed door, pursed her lips slightly, and then began to swing her feet happily again.

There are so many happy things to look forward to recently.

Tomorrow, the game he and she made will be released.

After that, I went to Jump's annual meeting with him.

After that, they were going to serialize a comic together again, and it was an artistic music theme! He said that he chose this theme with her in mind, although the fact that the heroine was blonde was a bit awkward.
Hey, when I think about it, how come all the good things happening recently are related to him?

Hane Shion, swinging her legs, also looked up at her name posted on the wall.

Could it be that my affection for him was not just out of idol worship and admiration, but genuine and sincere?
Well, no, there is also a good thing that has nothing to do with him!

That bastard who threatened to make a bet with me this afternoon.

She will definitely lose miserably and lose all face.

Well, I just have a good impression of him, but it’s not to the point where he is all over my mind!
Last year was a happy time, not just because I was with him, but also because I was able to meet many senior cartoonists.
I just, maybe, probably, possibly, kind of like being with him.
Speaking of which, Wakaba is going to England on the 30th, so he is alone in Tokyo, right?

Do you want to invite him to celebrate New Year's Eve together?

at the same time.

The room of a otaku girl in Tokyo.

"Hey, hey, my winter horse, my winter horse."

Eguchi Yuna sat cross-legged on the computer chair, the light from the computer screen reflecting off her black-framed glasses.

Before I knew it, it was already late at night.

The plot of the game doesn't have any major highlights.

It simply confirmed that the accompanying singing voice was indeed from another female protagonist in this work.

Winter horse and yarn.

A troubled girl with long black hair, a cold and arrogant face.

It is a setting that cannot be more classic.

But it's just so addictive.

There is nothing new in the subsequent plot development. Judging from the style, it doesn't seem like there will be any sudden and drastic action like the water boiling.

It's nothing more than that the male protagonist Haruki invites Touma to be the keyboardist in their band, and Touma first refuses according to the usual procedure.

In the end, under Setsuna's invitation and strategy, Touma joined the band, saying, "I'm doing this just for Setsuna," a classic tsundere line.

The three of them then became partners and good friends.

It is also a classic plot that cannot be more classic.

Eguchi Yuna, who has played countless harem-oriented galgames, sighed again as she looked at Touma and Setsuna who had become good friends.

In order to make the harem harmonious, let them become friends first!

What an old-fashioned treatment!
But why is it so addictive?

It turns out that it is because the two female characters are described so well and their portraits are also very beautiful.

Setsuna is very cute, and Touma in the subsequent plot makes her even more obsessed.

She kept clicking the mouse, living out the plot.

Because Haruki's guitar skills are so poor, Touma decided to provide intensive teaching in a short period of time to improve Haruki's guitar level to the level where he can perform on stage.

And this takes a lot of time.

So, Haruki often practiced until late at night in Touma's house where only he lived.

But all this was not told to Xuecai.
Looking at Touma wearing casual home clothes, with a stern face, carefully teaching Haruki to play the guitar.

Eguchi Yuna gave a silly, perverted grin. "This counts as living together secretly, right? Hehe, so cute, Touma."

Even though Touma still had a cold expression on his face and spoke words that didn't sound ambiguous at all.

But why, it feels so gentle.

Eguchi Yuna had completely forgotten that she was trying to calm her own panicked heart, and was deliberately trying to find some faults in this work.

But now, the day has already dawned, and she is completely immersed in the "tenderness" of Touma and Setsuna.

Seeing the usually stern Touma, wrapped in a bath towel, blushing shyly.

Eguchi Yuna even danced with excitement. She thought she had completely fallen in love with these two characters.

Even though the characters are very old-fashioned, people can't stop watching them.

Finally, under Touma's training, Haruki finally reached the level to perform on stage.

They decided that the three members of the band would play together.

Haruki took his luggage out of Touma's house in advance to prevent Setsuna from finding out.

"Hehe, it's this kind of secret, ambiguous relationship between the two of us that makes my heart flutter! It's like a secret relationship. This detail is simply great!"

Eguchi Yuna was happily shaking her feet, completely unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

Until Setsuna saw the toothbrush on the dressing table that Haruki forgot to take with him when he packed his luggage.

Xuecai's face darkened.

"Eh?" Eguchi Yuna, who was immersed in a sweet love story, frowned.

Shouldn't it be a harmonious harem plot like "You are all my wings"?
It was almost dawn when the phone rang.

It was a call from Ichiro Eguchi demanding an explanation.

Knowing that CM would have to get up very early and be very busy the next day, Ichiro Eguchi rushed to a hotel near CM to rest and recuperate after setting up the exhibition, and slept until the early morning.

I just woke up and turned on my phone, and I found that the sky had fallen.

This damn girl has caused him trouble again.

Eguchi Ichiro asked angrily, "Can you be quiet for a day?"

"Woo" Yuna Eguchi answered the phone with dark circles under her eyes and a worried look on her face.

"What's wrong with you?" When he heard his sister's voice was wrong, Ichiro Eguchi, who always loved his sister, lost half of his anger and his tone became concerned again.

"Brother, my stomach hurts so much."

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ps: I'm home now. I'll resume updating tomorrow. I'm too tired today, so I'll just write 4600 first.

(End of this chapter)