A newbie's anime life diary

After happily unwrapping the gifts and putting them away, Shiyu sat in the living room listening to the others recount the fun things that happened during their trip to Kyoto over the past few days.

Naturally, when discussing the original commission from the Service Department, the unexpected events of last night inevitably come up.

Seeing Shiyu's somewhat nervous expression, Yukiteru had no choice but to recount yesterday's events again. From the end, Shiyu learned that although Eriri had encountered danger, she had ultimately been rescued without serious injury. Although she and the blonde girl didn't get along very well, their relationship was actually quite good; they were more like close friends, and Shiyu was quite concerned about Eriri's safety.

However, Shiyu then shifted her attention, looking at Xuehui with some suspicion: "Speaking of which, this is a classic case of a hero saving a damsel in distress, and that blond guy didn't do anything else? He just invited you to dinner and that was it? I thought there would be some kind of scene where the girl secretly falls in love with him."

"Honestly! I was terrified! Who would think of such things without a brain? This isn't a light novel or manga!" Faced with Shiwa's questioning, Yukiteru could only protest loudly. Although Eriri was quite cute, he genuinely hadn't thought much about it yesterday; he was simply going to save people!

As for Eriri, that's even more impossible!

"Tch, let's just assume you're telling the truth." Shi Yu muttered under her breath and then said no more.

However, she added in her mind, "Some things can develop subtly and gradually."

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Hmm~ I bought Dark Souls 2 today, but I really don't want to play it again.

Chapter 194: The Daily Life of the Sawamura Family

"I'm back~"

Eriri opened the villa's door, carried her bag inside, changed into slippers, and looked around the first-floor hall, but couldn't find her mother, Sayuri.

"Dad must be busy with work outside again. If Mom isn't down here, sigh... I guess it's all their fault that I've become like this."

The house was very quiet. Although it was a large villa, Eriri's family did not hire a nanny or housekeeper. Most of the housework was done by her mother, who said she did not like outsiders staying in her house.

She climbed the stairs to her room on the second floor, casually placed her bag and tote bag on a chair, then walked to the bed and took off her school uniform piece by piece.

After taking off her outer clothes, Eriri looked at her breasts, which weren't exactly something to be proud of, and sighed again: "Is this even hereditary...?"

Shaking her head to clear her mind of these pointless thoughts, Eriri picked up her standard green tracksuit from the bed, put it on, went to the bathroom to change her contact lenses, picked up the souvenirs she had brought home, and left the room.

Walking down the corridor, I arrived at the study. Opening the door, I found my mother, Sayuri Sawamura, sitting at the computer desk, wearing large headphones and watching anime.

Despite her advanced age, she looks almost as young as her daughter, possessing a mature and gentle demeanor. However, this seemingly gentle and mature wife is currently wearing a kimono, headphones, and watching a BL (Boys' Love) anime!

This is the world's number one first love!

Fortunately, Sayuri Sawamura knew to keep quiet. Even though she was home alone, she was still wearing headphones. Otherwise, Eriri would have heard the strange dialogue between the two men again, just like before.

With a disgruntled expression, Eriri clenched her fists and stomped over in her slippers, punching Sayuri, who was wearing headphones and chuckling, on the head before violently ripping off the headphones.

"Ouch! That hurts!!!"

With her hands covering her head and her eyes brimming with tears, Sayuri Sawamura turned around. Upon seeing Eriri's furious expression, she immediately put on a smiling face, her acting skills absolutely top-notch.

"Hehe, Eriri, you're back~"

"You knew I was back! I even called you and told you I'd be back around this time, and you were still in your room watching BL anime! How many times have you watched this anime? Can't you watch something else? No, can't you stop watching BL anime all the time?"

Hearing Eriri's question, Sawamura Sayuri said with a bitter face, "Isn't it because this isn't the most classic? What else is there to look at? We're already tired of all those rare male-male doujinshi and BDSM doujinshi that Eriri drew before, and you won't agree to draw new ones, Eriri..."

"I already told you I won't draw that kind of rubbish again!!!"

The roar came again, and Eriri was filled with despair for her mother.

Can you imagine a mother teaching her daughter to draw doujinshi, especially doujinshi featuring male-male relationships? And most importantly, she doesn't intend to sell them at doujinshi conventions, but just keep them for her own collection!

Eriri was too naive back then, believing her lies and actually drawing several books. Looking back now, it's all just like Sawamura Sayuri's style—getting her embarrassing past and all that!

However, Sayuri Sawamura was already used to Eriri's behavior and said in the same tone as always, "Eriri, how many times have I told you, girls shouldn't speak so loudly. You won't be able to make Tomoya like you like this~"

"Urusai! Stop calling me 'Rinya' all the time. She's just a childhood friend!" With that, she tossed the bag in her hand into Sawamura Sayuri's arms and walked out of the study.

"Eri, what are you going to do?"

"Draw comics! Or are you going to watch gay anime with me?"

"Yuri anime is fine too~"

"Get out of here!"

"Snapped!"

Looking at the door of the room where the mansion had lied, Sayuri Sawamura glanced at the gift in her arms and shook her black twin tails, which were exactly like her daughter's.

"Eri's reaction is a little different from before. Did something happen between her and Tomoya-kun?"

After thinking about it, I stopped worrying about those things, put on my headphones, opened a box of bean cakes, and started eating them with relish. Desserts with BL anime are just perfect.

Back in her room, Eriri's anger towards Sayuri Sawamura came and went quickly, as this was a unique daily occurrence in their household, and Eriri was already used to it.

First, Eriri took out the clothes she had changed out of over the past few days from her bag and threw them into the washing machine. Then, Eriri sat down at her desk and picked up her paintbrush.

Unlike some manga artists who only think of drawing when they're broke from gambling, Eriri's passion for drawing, especially manga, isn't just a childhood hobby, but also a deep-seated dedication. Once she starts, she sticks to it. In some ways, she's similar to Kasumigaoka Utaha; when it comes to manga or novels, once she's immersed in the creative process, everything else takes a backseat.

The manga serialization has officially begun. Since the current storyline is rewritten by Yukiteru, including plots not found in the novel, and coupled with Eriri's exquisite artwork, it has gained a large following online, with fans eagerly anticipating the release of each new issue.

Seeing so many supporters online, Eriri's enthusiasm for her work has remained high. Apart from the necessary study and rest time each day, she spends all her time drawing and doesn't find it boring at all.

During this time, Eriri still didn't hire an assistant because she had learned from her previous conversations with the editor that the paperback was planning to change its original weekly publication to a monthly or bi-monthly publication. In that case, she wouldn't have to submit her manuscript every week and would have more time to prepare and revise.

Although the Sword Art Online manga had just started serialization and was at the height of its popularity, the publisher valued this important IP highly and promised to provide various forms of compensation, including joint promotion for the new issue, essentially making this work the face of the magazine.

Eriri naturally didn't want to miss out on these things, and she became even more serious about drawing the manga during this period.

Eriri is currently drawing the story of the protagonist Kirito leveling up in the first floor, but as she draws, Eriri can't help but stop drawing.

"This... I don't think I drew Kirito, did I?"

Looking at the character she had drawn wielding a one-handed sword, Eriri pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized something was amiss.

Why did I draw myself as Hiratsuka Yukiteru?

The drawing paper instantly turned to shreds, and Sawamura-brand Steam Girl was launched.

"This is definitely a lingering effect of yesterday's events. Calm down, calm down! Aaaaaaah!!!"

Sawamura Sayuri, who had gone out to make a cup of tea, returned home and heard a shout coming from Eriri's room, which made her look puzzled.

The Sawamura family is still at peace today.

Chapter 195 Sunday Itinerary

In the evening, the family didn't cook at home but went out to eat at a restaurant. Afterwards, Yukino and her older sister Shizuka both said they wanted to go home.

“My father and mother are home, and my sister is here today too. I thought I’d just take the gifts I bought back and come back tomorrow,” Yukino said, sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Xuehui had no objection to this, but Xiaojing's words almost scared him to death.

"Well, I haven't told you before, but it seems my mom knows about our relationship, so I want to go back and find out what's going on," Sister Xiaojing said, scratching her head and sticking out her tongue shyly.

Seeing Xiaojing's expression, Xuehui couldn't help but twitch his lips. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen his cousin for more than half a year, and now she had been discovered like this?

"Um, how about I go back with you?"

Upon hearing this, Sister Xiaojing immediately waved her hand: "No need, no need. Just rest peacefully. Don't you still need to accompany Shiyu? I'm just going home. Even if they find out, it's not a big deal. Do you think they can confine me? If you're really worried, you can send someone to follow me."

Xuehui thought for a moment, and seeing that Xiaojing's attitude was very firm, he had no choice but to agree: "Alright then, I'll have Matsumoto and his wife accompany you back. If anything happens, just call me."

"What could possibly be wrong? It's not like I have to do anything special."

Shizuka thought Yukino was overreacting to her concerns. After collecting her things, she said goodbye to Yukino and left the house.

Looking at Xuehui sitting beside her with a furrowed brow, Shiyu gently leaned closer and said, "What's wrong? Are you worried about Sister Jing?"

"I wouldn't say I'm worried." Xuehui sighed, his tone filled with obvious self-reproach. "I just feel like I'm really overwhelmed by the task at hand."

"Hmph, now you know you're tired, huh? But it's too late. There will be plenty of tiring days to come." Shi Yu smiled sweetly, shifted her body and straddled Xue Hui's lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and strands of her hair fell in front of her, tickling Xue Hui's nose.

"Miss, you're playing with fire."

"Miss, you ate a bit too much spicy food and you're feeling a bit feverish. What do you suggest we do?" Shiyu gently licked her lips as her legs, clad in standard stockings, lightly rubbed against Xuehui's pants.

If Yukino is a shy young lady and Shizuka is a bold and unrestrained older sister, then Utaha can really be considered a vixen. At first, she was a little reserved, but now she not only tries to seduce him with words, but also with her body.

Of course, this only applies when the two of them are alone in private. In public, Shiyu still maintains the demeanor of a cold beauty.

Seeing Shiyu's appearance, and glancing at the clock on the wall that was just past 8 o'clock, Xuehui chuckled and said, "If you're feeling hot, there are many ways to cool down. But right now, I want to take a shower first."

After saying that, he picked up Shiho and the two of them went straight into the bathroom. Yukiteru could tell that Shiho was worried that the place would feel lonely after Yukino and Shizuka went home, so she was deliberately trying to distract herself. Yukiteru was definitely touched by the girl's actions, and his previously empty mood improved.

A few minutes later, the sounds of the two of them playing around could be heard from inside the bathroom.

The battlefield gradually shifted, and after the bathroom, they arrived at the bedroom, finally ending perfectly thanks to Shiyu's pleas for mercy.

Not wanting to move at all, Shiyu leaned against Xuehui's chest, enjoying this moment of tranquility, letting Xuehui's hand gently stroke her back.

"It'll just be the two of us at home tomorrow, how about we go out for a walk? You promised you'd keep me company."

"Sure, whatever you say. But where are we going? We can't go far with only one day."

Utaha had already planned this out, and said directly, "Let's go to Akihabara. The last volume of my novel has been on the market for several days now, and I want to see how the bookstores there are reacting. How about we come to my house tonight? We need to take the gifts I brought back to my parents, and then we can come back here afterwards?"

"Sure, but isn't the novel selling quite well? You still want to go to the event? Are you perhaps going to see if any readers are going crazy after finishing it?" Looking at Shiyu in his arms, Xuehui recalled the novel's ending—a complete annihilation. There were quite a few people online criticizing Shiyu, hoping for a happy ending, but Shiyu had already stated she wouldn't change the ending or add any more.

Emmm~ But making it into a visual novel would be great, a new generation of "stomach-soothing" game even more awful than White Album. Yukiteru thinks it has a lot of potential. He could form his own team or collaborate with a light novel publisher. Of course, if he wants to make a mainstream game in the future, it's better to do it himself.

Thinking of this, Xuehui shared his thoughts with Shiyu.

"Make it into a visual novel? That sounds good! It would be even better if you could add more bad endings for the male protagonist." Upon hearing this, Shiyu seemed to have a lot of ideas popping into her mind again.

Looking at Shiyu's expression, Xuehui felt a chill in his lower body and his legs involuntarily came together: "Take it easy, no rush, no rush."

"Pfft, Xuehui-kun, are you worried that I'll turn evil when I write the script? Don't worry, at most I'll just become a little sadistic, which will add some fun, right? There's no way I'll use a hatchet or anything like that, I can't kill you."

Xuehui's unusual behavior was also noticed, and she pinched his cheek, finding it quite amusing.

"I'm telling you, you've got your focus wrong! What do you mean by 'can't be killed'?"

Just kidding, just kidding~

"Hmph, I think you need a beating. Come on, let's begin round three!"

Sure enough, Xuehui could only enjoy the benefits of being the male head of the household when he was in bed. Usually, there were three women and one man in the house... plus two little female cats, making it an extreme case of female dominance over male dominance.

After a night, Xuehui finally didn't have to squeeze into a room with a group of boys anymore. He slept comfortably with Shiyu in his arms until 8 o'clock before lazily getting up.