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

Chapter 46 So, do your feet stink?

After a period of continuous sunny days, Tokyo finally started to rain continuously.

The subtropical monsoon brings the unique rainy season in June and July.

Under the gray sky, the rain always falls continuously, making the already depressing city even more gloomy.

People always complain that instead of it drizzling all the time, it would be better to have a heavy rain to wash it all away at once.

By the shoe cabinet, the usually sunny high school girls were taking off their shoes and complaining that their socks were soaked by the rain.

Apparently, even if they don't like it, this is the kind of weather that makes them hesitate to take off their wet socks.

However, Sakurai Itsuki has been in a good mood recently.

He quite liked rainy days like this, even though he didn't meet the female teacher voiced by Hanazawa Kana in the Japanese garden.

But there was a fresh scent in the air that made him feel relaxed and happy.

The recent period has been quite busy.

There was no disturbance in the club as everyone had worried. Although Hane Shion was crying, she was actually in a better mood than everyone thought.

That guy collapsed quickly, but he also adjusted quickly and was back to normal the next day.

To put it bluntly, he is quite good at fooling himself.

Therefore, the society's work quickly got on track.

In the club, Sakurai Itsuki doesn't have many tasks, and most of the painting work is given to the eldest lady.

But because he is the script maker, there are many details to discuss with him in every aspect.

So there are a lot of trivial things to do, and apart from that there is the drawing work for two full comics.

"abnormal!"

The curses drowned out the sound of the rain and reached my ears.

The hot blonde girl next to him was now puckered and poking Sakurai Itsuki's cheek with her fingers painted with glittery nails.

Oh, by the way, these days, he also has to deal with this troublesome girl who has been inseparable from him lately.

That guy has been so noisy lately, like a wild rabbit, willful and arrogant, jumping and having fun in Sakurai Itsuki's originally peaceful life.

However, for Sakurai Itsuki, it is still more of a positive help.

Although she jumped back and forth in his life, she never crossed his bottom line.

Therefore, under her harassment, Sakurai Itsuki lost the desire to resist.

Instead, I was gradually forced to develop the good habit of getting up early and eating breakfast.

"What's wrong again?" Sakurai Itsuki turned around helplessly and asked Sato Wakaba.

"Why are you staring at my socks? Are you a foot fetishist?"

Obviously she noticed that Sakurai Itsuki's eyes were focused on the feet of the JKs not far away.

So he poked Sakurai Itsuki's cheek and started interrogating her.

"I'm just curious if they'll take off their wet socks," Sakurai Itsuki replied. "Don't you think this is a very difficult choice?"

"Oh, that's true! It really is annoying to get wet."

Sato Wakaba nodded, then she lifted one leg, took off her little leather shoes, and showed off her feet in white socks with her fingers.

She finally changed out of her bubble socks today, which looked so easy to get wet.

"So I was dodging carefully the whole time, and I didn't get wet at all! Isn't that amazing? Hehe~"

"Oh." Sakurai Itsuki responded perfunctorily, not surprised by the result.

Because he saw Sato Wakaba tiptoeing carefully on the road, avoiding puddles as if she was walking on grids, and skipping to school.

"Why do you seem a little inexplicably lost?" Sato Wakaba asked, "Could it be that you actually hope that my socks will get wet too, so that I can take them off here to show you? Wow, it's nothing, but it feels so perverted to say it out loud~"

"Don't worry, I'm almost tired of looking at your feet."

Sakurai Itsuki rolled his eyes at her and lowered his head to change into his indoor shoes.

Sato Wakaba almost always goes barefoot and wears flip-flops at home every day. He has seen it countless times.

"Slightly! Annoying, obscene, you've been staring at my feet!"

Sato Wakaba stuck out her tongue at Sakurai Itsuki, then quickly changed her shoes and followed.

"However, it's better to change it if it gets wet. Otherwise, it will be very uncomfortable. And if you keep it wet for too long, it might... Uh, it's nothing."

"Will there still be a smell?" Sakurai Itsuki added to her speech.

"Let me start by saying, my feet don't stink! I don't have any smell. No, I should normally smell nice, right?"

When it comes to this, Sato Wakaba is quite concerned about clarifying herself.

"How should I know, I haven't smelled your feet?"

"Anyway, it won't stink! I don't even wear stockings normally." Sato Wakaba made the statement.

"Well, you can wear more of this." Sakurai Itsuki answered subconsciously.

The two looked at each other in inexplicable silence for a moment.

"You are really perverted." Sato Wakaba said seriously.

"I told you to wear more, not because I want to smell that scent, but simply because I think it looks good," Sakurai Itsuki explained.

Her straight long legs are comparable to those of Chisato Moritaka. It's such a waste for her to wear bubble socks every day.

Sato Wakaba raised her eyebrows upon hearing this, putting on an expression that said, "So, you like this, kid?" She pouted slightly and said, "Hmph, we'll talk about that after the rain."

Then she turned around and walked into the classroom with her hands behind her back. The class was then filled with her sunny greetings even in the rainy season.

Sakurai Itsuki followed him into the classroom and walked to the corner of the last row that belonged to him.

And next to that corner, on a table less than one meter away, Hanase Shion, with her long black hair hanging down, was reviewing the subjects of her first class in the morning.

If she hadn't wanted to be a cartoonist, she might have been able to get into the third science department of the University of Tokyo, which was said to be open only to aliens.

Hane Shion looked up at Sakurai Itsuki. Her face, which did not reveal much expression, was still as beautiful as a carefully crafted work of art.

Sakurai Itsuki had already seen her squatting in the corner crying with her eyes and nose red. Although he still marveled at her beauty, the filter of her previous image of an elegant and aloof beauty had long been shattered by her pitiful tears.

She is just a little girl who looks cold and not good at expressing herself.

"Good morning."

Hane Shion glanced at Sakurai Itsuki briefly, then lowered her head and continued looking at the textbook.

From that day on, Hanase Shion would say "Good morning" to Sakurai Jubo in a neutral tone when they met in the morning.

And when we say goodbye, we will also say, "Goodbye."

In fact, it was the first time she took the initiative to greet Sakurai Itsuki, and Sakurai Itsuki was quite shocked.

However, before Sakurai Itsuki could express her surprise, she said first: This greeting was just basic courtesy among fellow club members, and it did not mean that she wanted to have too much contact with him other than club activities.

Sakurai Itsuki nodded and replied, "Good morning."

My eyes couldn't help but sweep over Hane Shion's thick pantyhose that always tightly wrapped around her legs.

Thinking about the conversation with Hanase Shion just now, my thoughts couldn't help but drift to strange places.

"Are you alright?"

Perhaps noticing Sakurai Itsuki's gaze, Hanase Shion's legs involuntarily closed slightly, and she looked up and asked. "Nothing, I'm just curious why you wear these pantyhose on a rainy day. Wouldn't it be troublesome if they got wet?"

Sakurai Itsuki finally suppressed the question in his mind that would definitely seem excessive if he spoke it out loud.

"My sister drove me here recently." Hanase Shion explained, then glanced at Sakurai Itsuki with some disgust, "You're not thinking about anything disgusting, are you?"

"Nothing, just think of it as me collecting material. You know male readers generally like this kind of images and topics."

Sakurai Itsuki said, then sat down.

"Humph, that kind of reader is just as hopelessly perverted as you."

Hanase Shion said this, then took out two pieces of chocolate from her pocket and handed them to Sakurai Itsuki.

"In our last art class, we won first place in the comic book competition, and Mr. Hase rewarded us with four chocolates. This is yours. You skipped class yesterday and went to sleep in the infirmary, so I brought it back for you."

"Oh, thank you."

Sakurai Itsuki took the chocolate and thanked him.

Ever since the homeroom teacher changed to Hatsuna Nagaya, Sakurai Itsuki's skipping classes has become more serious.

Especially in art classes, he would use his high enough level as an excuse to skip classes openly.

For high school students, skipping classes may still be something that makes them feel guilty.

But Sakurai Itsuki went to college in his previous life.

As for Hase Hatsuna, it was a great mercy that the beast Sakurai Itsuki did not bully her in return.

"By the way, do you still want the painting?"

After the art class, Hase Hatsuna handed everyone's homework back and asked them to keep it.

And Hanase Shion took both paintings back.

"Then why are you here? It's not my work. You can do whatever you want with it." Sakurai Itsuki waved his hand.

"You drew it too, so why not?" Hanase Shion was dissatisfied with Sakurai Itsuki's attitude.

"The storyboards and character designs are all yours, and you also contributed half of the key drawings. At best, I'm just an assistant who drew some key drawings. It's enough for me to have chocolate to eat."

Sakurai Itsuki said this, and after hearing this, Hanase Shion felt a lot better.

Although Sakurai Itsuki's every move and every word is quite annoying.

But she was quite happy to hear this disguised acknowledgement of her words.

I watched Sakurai Itsuki put the chocolate into his pocket, and then fell asleep as usual.

Hane Shion also turned her head away and continued looking at the textbook.

Although the relationship seems to have eased, they still don't have much interaction in their daily lives.

However, she was in a good mood today. After a slight hesitation, she stared at the textbook and said in a nonchalant tone:

"Although your problems have nothing to do with me and I don't want to get involved, I still want to remind you because we're a club. If you don't study and work hard on your comics now, you'll be in trouble after graduation."

"What are you afraid of? If things really don't work out, I can still be your assistant. I won't starve to death." Sakurai Itsuki laughed.

"Humph, I didn't promise to agree to a lazy guy like you."

Hane Shion snorted softly, but in her heart she felt a little happy when she heard these words.

It seems that he actually believes that he will be able to debut as a cartoonist sooner or later?
"I'm going to meet with the editor this afternoon. If you're free, I wouldn't mind letting you go with me to see the world."

Hane Shion puffed out her chest slightly, and like before, she didn't turn her head, but her eyes were secretly glancing at Sakurai Itsuki, trying to see his reaction.

"No, I'm busy." Sakurai Itsuki refused decisively.

Hanase Shion's eyes widened slightly, and she turned her head to emphasize, "That's a real Jump editor! The real deal!"

"What's wrong with the Jump editor? What's so special about him?"

Sakurai Itsuki couldn't help but think of the female editor who was almost thirty years old and still had no one to rely on her. She was urged to get married by her family every day, but could only tell dirty jokes on the phone with high school students.

Isn't that person just pathetic and pathetic? Where's the awesomeness in that?
"I don't know where you get so much arrogance from!"

Hane Shion frowned and glared at Sakurai Itsuki unhappily.

Although I admit that he has good talent, why is this guy always like this?

Every time I think he's a decent enough person, he always does something so annoying!

"I was originally planning to take you to ask some questions about the serialization. This is a rare opportunity. You really don't know how to debut like this. It's a complete waste of talent!"

Hanase Shion was quite unhappy after being decisively rejected.

Sakurai Itsuki raised his head and looked at Hane Shion who was staring at him, then he came to his senses.

Maybe she wanted to show off that she was favored by a real Jump editor?
After all, she seemed to have taken it upon herself to regard herself as a competitor.

"Is it not okay if I really have questions? Aren't you going to take me in as your assistant? I saw in Bakuman King that in the industry, assistants are considered apprentices. If the apprentice doesn't know something, the master can teach him."

Sakurai Itsuki looked carefully at Hanase Shion's face.

When Hane Shion heard these "apprenticeship remarks", the dissatisfaction in her eyes immediately disappeared without a trace.

Even the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted upwards.

However, she was very concerned about her image and quickly suppressed her lips and said, "When did I agree to be your assistant?"

Despite years of practice, she managed to keep a straight face.

But if you look closely, you can still see a little joy in her dark eyes.

Sure enough, just as Sakurai Itsuki thought, this girl who had almost no serious friends was much easier to fool than she appeared.

In fact, she might be easier to fool than Sato Wakaba.

"But if you have any questions, and I happen to be bored, I can help you answer them."

Hane Shion tried hard to suppress her smile and made a tsundere speech that even Sakurai Itsuki felt was a bit too typical.

Looking at Hane Shion, whose tone and expression showed a little pride.

The evil taste of this beast Sakurai Itsuki gradually came to mind.

"Really? Are you free now? I actually have a question, I'm very curious, can I ask you?" Sakurai Itsuki said seriously.

Upon hearing this, Hane Shion put down the pen in her hand and thought to herself: Humph, you are so arrogant all day long. It turns out there are questions that Sakurai Itsuki doesn't know and needs to ask me?
"Ask, if I know the answer, I will tell you." Hanase Shion said quite arrogantly.

"Come closer. It's not convenient to ask this question loudly. You definitely know the answer." Sakurai Itsuki waved to her.

Hane Shion thought that he had indeed said before that he didn't want too many people to know that he wanted to become a cartoonist, so she moved closer without thinking much.

She gently lifted the ears covered by the long black hair, curious about what problem could stump him.

Sakurai Itsuki tried hard to force a smile and leaned close to Hanase Shion's ear to ask.

"I heard that the thick tights you wear every day are not breathable and tend to smell, so I'm curious, don't your feet stink?"

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PS: The author is not good at dividing chapters. It feels weird no matter how I divide it, so I didn't do it. The number of words is really high, almost 5,000 or even more than 5,000 words every day.

If there are more, the new book period will be at a disadvantage.

In addition, the female characters in this book do not have smelly feet. This chapter is just a joke and teasing in the daily transition chapter.

Also, don’t ask, the author doesn’t play Arknights either.

(End of this chapter)