Collapse? No, this is just everyday life.

Thanks to the staff clearing the area, Greta's wardrobe malfunction wasn't seen by anyone.

"Are you okay?"

Bronya suppressed her laughter and hurried over.

"Woooooooo..."

Covering her head, Greta clung to the knight, feigning pitifulness, and whimpered.

"Does it hurt?"

Seeing Gretchen crying so sadly, Nangong Yu was startled and quickly and gently patted her head and asked.

“Hmm.” Gretchen nodded.

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yu frowned slightly. Amid Gretsch's exclamation, he pulled her into his arms, startling Gretsch who quickly wrapped her arms around his neck like a child. Gretsch's petite figure, which had not yet fully developed, fit perfectly.

"I'll take Gretsch to the infirmary. Bronya, you tidy up this stall."

"How to clean it up?"

Bronya asked.

"...Find a reason to shut it down."

"Pfft~" Bronya couldn't help but laugh again, but just then, Gretchen, who heard that the booth was going to be closed, protested, "No, don't close it!!"

"Your headache is gone?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Gretchen met the knight's deep gaze, which immediately frightened her so much that she shrank into his arms, covering her head and not daring to look at him.

In a muffled voice, she added weakly, "This isn't mine. It was drawn by me, Eromanga-sensei, and Sagiri together."

"Really? So Nine was Izumi Rei's idea? I know now."

"Hey?"

Gretchen was stunned; that wasn't what she meant at all!

She just wanted to say that this achievement doesn't belong to her alone; it's the culmination of the three of them's hard work. Shouldn't she have asked Eromanga Sensei and the others before being suddenly banned?

Just then, Mrs. Izumi, who was huddled at home with Sagiri watching the live broadcast of the Gensokyo Carnival, suddenly sneezed.

"Huh~"

Sagiri gave her a disdainful push, and Mrs. Izumi also picked up a tissue to wipe her nose and smiled apologetically.

"Maybe Gretchen is thinking of me."

"Narcissism."

With a disgruntled pout, Sagiri spoke again, "Our doujinshi should be selling very well, right?"

"Of course! This is the work I've put the most effort into this year, I guarantee it will sell out!"

Sagiri glanced at her confident mother, but a sense of unease lingered within her. She couldn't help but say, "I hope everything goes well."

Meanwhile, as Nangong Yu carried Gretchen to the school hospital, Bronya also called over staff to pack up the stall.

Some fans who didn't get a copy of the book were completely confused and rushed over to ask the staff what was going on.

The staff member stopped what they were doing and patiently explained, "The higher-ups said this stall violated the regulations, so it needs to be removed."

"Violated the rules? What rules were violated?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of embarrassment appeared in the staff member's eyes, and he said in an odd tone, "The higher-ups said it's because...it involves prostitution..."

"what?"

The fans stared wide-eyed at the large 'R18 zone' sign on the wall and fell silent.

......

The school clinic doctor examined her and said there was nothing wrong, so he quickly took the sullen Greta back to her dormitory.

He placed Gretchen on the sofa, and he and Bronya sat opposite her as if they were about to interrogate her.

"Mr. Knight, you're a bad guy..."

All the hard work the three of them put in outside of work was suddenly gone, making Greta feel so frustrated she wanted to cry. But while she was frustrated, Nangong Yu was even more frustrated than her.

How did you learn to draw these things?

"There's a rule against buying, but no rule against drawing..."

After saying that, Greta turned her head away guiltily.

Bronya didn't say anything; her attention was still on the book in her hands.

Looking at the series of exciting comics inside, her eyes widened, her face flushed, and she even hissed occasionally, muttering in amazement, "So this is how it can be done?"

"Stop looking!"

He couldn't resist patting Bronya's thigh, and she quickly put away the comic book and coughed twice, embarrassed.

As expected of Eromanga Sensei, he is truly knowledgeable.

Try it now!

Thinking about the battle that was about to begin, Bronya became more and more excited.

"Gresch, tell me how this book was drawn."

Hearing this, Gretchen pouted and said somewhat resentfully, "Izumi-sensei is in charge of the composition, I'm in charge of the outlines, and Sagiri is in charge of the coloring..."

"Then why use my likeness?"

"The only men I know are my father and Mr. Knight. I've even seen Mr. Knight's body, touched his muscles, and know how to..."

"Alright, you don't need to say anymore!"

Feeling Bronya's increasingly piercing gaze beside him, Nangong Yu quickly told Gretchen to stop. If he continued, he would become a pervert!

"Oh."

Greta gave an "oh" and lowered her head in disappointment.

He naturally didn't want to say anything harsh to her, so he could only say earnestly, "Gresh, you're still too young. These things should wait until you're older..."

"The Knight is lying!"

"What did I lie to you about?"

"Mr. Knight drew this when he was younger than me!"

"Me...?"

With her mouth agape, Nangong Yu was unable to speak.

The first volume of Kaleidoscope seems to have been created when he was in his first year of high school, and he was probably even younger than Greta back then.

Meeting Gretchen's subtle glance, Nangong Yu awkwardly looked away and turned to Bronya for help.

Bronya understood immediately and held up five fingers to him.

Upon seeing this, Nangong Yu was shocked and shook her head repeatedly, weakly extending two fingers.

This action made Bronya frown slightly, and she withdrew one finger.

Nangong Yu shook his head again, but under Bronya's increasingly intense gaze, he could only tremble as he extended his third finger.

At that moment, Bronya smiled, and her expression softened.

After that, Nangong Yu didn't need to worry about anything. Under Bronya's persuasive and emotional appeal, Gretchen lowered her head and realized her mistake.

Unfortunately, the two people were speaking too softly, and Nangong Yu couldn't hear what they were saying at all.

"Sister Bronya, I will try my best!"

Greta's eyes lit up as she spoke, and Bronya nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, I'll send you the photos later."

Hearing this, Greta became delighted and ran back to her room in a flash.

"What did you talk about? What photos?"

Nangong Yu asked curiously.

"This is a girl's secret. Do you really want to find out?"

"Forget it then."

Shaking her head, Nangong Yu was about to stretch when she felt a warm, delicate body press against her.

Bronya licked her lips, her eyes burning with desire as she pressed Nangong Yu down onto the sofa.

"You haven't been back to your bedroom for three days."

"Uh, I, I'll do my best right away."

Knowing he was about to have to exert himself, Nangong Yu chuckled awkwardly and tried to get up, but Bronya forcefully pressed him back down. She then asked in confusion, "Aren't you going back to your room?"

Bronya didn't speak, but instead gave a charming smile.

He sensed something was wrong, his eyes twitched, and he said, "You'll go back to your room, won't you...?"

Bronya suddenly grabbed one of his hands and pulled it to her chest, while she forcefully leaned down and pressed herself against Nangong Yu's body.

"Right here~"

A soft, seductive whisper reached his ears, and Bronya's boldness made his breathing quicken.

Soon, the clothes fell to the floor from the sofa, and suppressed moans slowly rose from the floor.

......

At six o'clock, the family met at the school gate on time.

Mei's family car was already waiting here, and it would only take a little over an hour to get them to the festival location.

Perhaps it was because the group was reminiscing about the past during their discussion, but they unanimously decided to go to that festival from their high school days again.

There were quite a few people in the family, and even though it was an extended version of the car, it was still a bit cramped for all of them. So, Nangong Yu simply held Gretchen and sat her on his lap. Gretchen had been a little grumpy that afternoon, so he was holding her and comforting her.

The hour-long drive passed quickly amidst the girls' laughter; the festival had arrived.

The familiar scene brought a touch of nostalgia to Nangong Yu's eyes. At that moment, Xi'er quietly took his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, as if giving a hint.

He turned his gaze and raised an eyebrow at Seele, whose eyes were filled with expectation.