My dear wife, I still love you more.

"Hasegawa, I need your help with something."

"Do you need my help? No problem, whatever it is, I'll definitely help you."

"I want to see Hasegawa naked!"

"Huh?" Hasegawa was stunned for a moment, looking at Shiina Mashiro's serious eyes, completely devoid of any shyness. Saying she wanted to see Hasegawa's naked body was like saying she wanted to eat a Baumkuchen.

"I want to see Hasegawa naked."

"Mashiro, do you know what you're saying?"

“I know, I want to see Hasegawa naked.” Shiina Mashiro nodded, confirming again.

"Mashiro, why...why did you look at my naked body?" Hasegawa couldn't help but ask.

"The editor said that when drawing comics, you have to remember to give readers treats regularly. But since I've never seen Hasegawa's nude photos, I don't know how to draw those treats. The editor suggested that I look at real nude photos so that the drawings would be more realistic." Shiina Mashiro explained seriously, while also passing the buck to the editor.

"...Mashiro, just focus on drawing your manga. While fan service and such things can attract some readers, they're really not necessary," Hasegawa advised.

“However, the manga’s ranking has recently dropped, and readers have written in saying that the repetitive content is too boring and the plot needs to be changed. So, at this time, giving readers a treat is the best choice.” Shiina Mashiro stubbornly shook her head.

"I think you should fire your editor. Is this something a proper editor should be doing?"

"The editor was very kind to me and gave me a lot of guidance," Shiina Mashiro earnestly explained.

"But this kind of welfare thing was suggested to you by your editor."

"So I want to see Hasegawa's naked body." With that, Shiina Mashiro stepped forward, grabbed Hasegawa's shirt and tried to pull it up, even revealing Hasegawa's smooth and well-defined abs.

"Okay, Mashiro, no, no, this kind of thing is wrong. Understand?" Hasegawa stopped Shiina Mashiro.

Shiina Mashiro pouted and looked at Hasegawa, her face showing that she was unhappy.

Hasegawa could only roll his eyes at this.

Hasegawa went to the toilet, and Shiina Mashiro followed him, watching him take off his pants without blinking. Hasegawa took a shower, and Shiina Mashiro followed behind without blinking. Hasegawa…

In short, Shiina Mashiro is now like a perverted stalker, staring at Hasegawa without blinking, no matter where Hasegawa goes or what he does.

This treatment drove Hasegawa a little crazy.

"Mashiro, you, you just really have to draw this fan service, right?" Hasegawa asked helplessly.

“That’s right!” Shiina Mashiro nodded seriously.

"How about this, I'll take off my shirt, is that okay? I'll leave the pants as they are." Hasegawa saw that Shiina Mashiro's condition was not a solution, so he thought for a moment and came up with a compromise.

Shiina Mashiro thought for a moment, then nodded.

Hasegawa breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Mashiro had agreed, and then took off his shirt.

After taking off his shirt, Hasegawa's muscles became visible.

Very smooth, very beautiful muscles. They're not the bulky kind, but they give off a feeling of explosive power, especially the fish-man lines on the abdomen, which are particularly beautiful.

Shiina Mashiro looked at Hasegawa's upper body, then moved closer, reached out her small hand, and touched Hasegawa's lower abdomen.

"Uh—" Hasegawa instinctively stepped back: "Mashiro, what are you doing?"

"I need to touch it to determine its hardness so that I won't make mistakes when drawing."

"I—" Hasegawa regretted his compromise.

Shiina Mashiro, however, disregarded whether Hasegawa regretted it or not, and continued forward, reaching out to touch him—

"Can't we just look at that fair-skinned girl with our eyes?"

“Seeing with your eyes alone isn’t enough to tell the truth.” Shiina Mashiro said, her expression unchanged, but her small hand gently stroked Hasegawa’s lower abdomen, not missing any muscle on Hasegawa’s body, or even the direction of any muscle, as if she wanted to figure out the direction of Hasegawa’s muscle fibers.

Her focused and attentive expression suggested that there was absolutely no other distraction in her eyes.

Hasegawa, who was initially a little embarrassed, noticed Shiina Mashiro's attitude and realized that his own thoughts were really dirty. Shiina Mashiro was so innocent; she wouldn't think about such messy things.

Her small hands carefully stroked her lower abdomen, then her waist, back, neck, and even Hasegawa's collarbone, with particular seriousness, focus, and care, even a touch of caution.

Hasegawa's breathing became a little erratic. Although Hasegawa knew that Shiina Mashiro was pure and had no impure thoughts, Hasegawa couldn't help it. It was impossible for him not to have impure thoughts. How could Hasegawa not react when such a beautiful young girl was touching his body like this? It would be strange if he didn't react.

Shiina Mashiro memorizes every muscle on Hasegawa's body.

Hasegawa tried his best to control his heartbeat, preventing it from racing too fast. Suddenly, he felt a tightness in his chest. Looking on in surprise, he saw Shiina Mashiro's two small hands gently pinching Hasegawa's nipples, and then lifting them...

Chapter 121 Night Raid

Hasegawa covered his chest with his hands, staring at Shiina Mashiro in astonishment: "Mashiro, what are you doing?"

"I want to experience the difference between a boy's and a girl's. Hasegawa's is much smaller than mine," Shiina Mashiro said, taking off her shirt to show Hasegawa.

Hasegawa quickly grabbed Shiina Mashiro's hand: "I know, I know, you don't need to take off your clothes—"

"What are you two doing?"

Hasegawa subconsciously turned around and saw Sengoku Chiba staring wide-eyed in surprise, then looking at the two of them with an ambiguous expression.

Hasegawa's hands recoiled as if he'd been electrocuted, quickly pulling away from Shiina Mashiro's grasp. It was as if Hasegawa was about to undress Shiina Mashiro.

"You two—"

"I didn't do anything!"

"We're exchanging glances at each other's bodies!"

Hasegawa and Shiina Mashiro gave two different answers.

Shiina Mashiro's answer made Hasegawa's expression change, and Sengoku Chiba looked at Hasegawa with disdain: "Hasegawa, Hasegawa, I originally thought you were a good person with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, but I never expected you to be like this—"

"Don't talk nonsense, Chiyu-sensei. You know I'm not that kind of person. Mashiro, she said she needs my help to draw manga, and she insisted on seeing my body. What could I do?" Hasegawa rolled his eyes and said irritably.

"I want to see Hasegawa naked, but Hasegawa hasn't taken his pants off!" Shiina Mashiro said to Sengoku Chiba as if she were tattlering.

"Cough cough!" Sengoku Chiba almost choked on his own saliva, but his expression was a half-smile, and he found the relationship between Shiina Mashiro and Hasegawa quite interesting.

If it were possible, Chiyuki Sengoku would genuinely think Hasegawa and Mashiro Shiina were a couple. It's just a pity, though, that Hasegawa has no shortage of women around him, and each one is quite outstanding, no less so than Mashiro Shiina.

At the same time, Chigoro Chiba couldn't help but feel sorry for herself. She thought she wasn't bad-looking, and quite pretty. Although she was a bit older, she still had her charm. But why couldn't she find a boyfriend? And she wondered if it was because she was living with Hasegawa. Well, because they lived in the same big house. Chigoro Chiba sadly discovered that her standards had actually risen. Before she met Hasegawa, the guys she thought were pretty good were now just so-so in her eyes.

Every time she went on a blind date, she would subconsciously compare the man to Hasegawa. The result was always the same: all the blind dates failed! And every single time, she was the one who didn't like the man.

Chigoro Chiba's situation has puzzled many people. After all, in other people's eyes, Chigoro Chiba is already quite old and still can't find a boyfriend; she should be lowering her standards by now. But instead, her standards have actually risen, quite significantly. At this age, it would be strange if she could ever get married.

"Sigh!" Chiyu couldn't help but sigh. She deeply resented why she was so much older than Hasegawa. If she were in the same grade as Hasegawa, even if she was only a few years older, she would definitely throw everything aside and actively pursue Hasegawa, even to the point of madness. In fact, if she could win Hasegawa over with some tricks, she would not mind using any of them, like sleeping pills or anything like that!

But unfortunately, she is already this age, a full twelve years older than Hasegawa, so she completely lacks confidence when facing Hasegawa.

Because of Shiina Mashiro, Hasegawa felt quite exhausted. He finally managed to lie down in bed and fall asleep, but in his hazy state, he vaguely felt as if there was some kind of movement. However, in this half-asleep, half-awake state, Hasegawa thought he was dreaming.

"Huh?" Hasegawa opened his eyes. The room was dark and blurry, making it difficult to see clearly. He moved his eyes slightly and suddenly noticed a large bulge in his blanket. His previously groggy mind instantly cleared.

Suddenly, the blanket was thrown off, and a ray of light appeared in the dark room.

Shiina Mashiro was wearing a hat, similar to a helmet, with a flashlight attached to the front. The light was coming from the flashlight. In her hands, she held a drawing board and a paintbrush, and she was intently staring at the spot illuminated by the light.

Hasegawa then realized why he had felt his legs were a little cold in his dazed state.

Shiina Mashiro looked at the thickened, hardened thing with a serious and curious expression, then poked it with her finger out of curiosity—

Hasegawa shuddered violently, and without thinking, quickly pulled up her pants that had been pulled down: "Shiina Mashiro!!! What are you doing?" Hasegawa asked her through gritted teeth.

"I'm studying Hasegawa's nude body," Shiina Mashiro said earnestly.

"You—is this how you do research? Do you even know what you're doing?!"

"Of course I know. I told Hasegawa before that I wanted to study your naked body, but you only let me study your upper body and didn't take off your pants. And when I asked, you didn't agree."

"I didn't agree, so you sneaked into my bed, didn't you?!" Hasegawa almost gritted his teeth, while also feeling a bit amused and exasperated. To do something like this, it has to be said, as expected of Shiina Mashiro.

"Yes!" Shiina Mashiro nodded frankly.

"You—how did you get in? I remember locking the door." Looking at Shiina Mashiro like this, Hasegawa felt a headache coming on. He really didn't know what to say to this simple-minded girl. After all, Shiina Mashiro was completely different from Yukinoshita and the others; she genuinely just wanted to research this thing.

“I have a duplicate key.” Shiina Mashiro took a key out of her pocket.

Hasegawa snatched the key back: "I don't care how you got the key, but you are absolutely not allowed to enter my room without my permission, especially at night." As he spoke, Hasegawa lifted Shiina Mashiro up, opened the door, and threw her out.

"Wait, wait, Hasegawa. I haven't figured it out yet. It was so small at first, but why did it suddenly become so big? Why is that? How can such a small piece expand to such a large size? What's the principle behind it? Hasegawa, can you explain it to me? And I didn't see the process of it growing clearly. Can you show it to me again? I want to remember the process and draw it down—" Shiina Mashiro said hurriedly to Hasegawa after being thrown out.

"Don't even think about it! Forget about this completely!" Hasegawa yelled and slammed the door shut, leaving Shiina Mashiro outside.

"Huh? Hasegawa seems angry? Why is he angry? Is it because I didn't enter his room with his permission? But when I asked, Hasegawa didn't agree." Shiina Mashiro stared blankly.

Next door, the door that had been closed had been opened at some point, and Chiyuki watched the scene with amusement. She hadn't expected to witness such a hilarious comedy.

At first, Chiyuki Sengoku couldn't fall asleep because of various reasons, mainly related to Hasegawa. Suddenly, she heard a noise next door, so she quietly got up and saw Shiina Mashiro take out her key and open Hasegawa's bedroom door.

Seeing this, Chiyuki was completely stunned. She seemed utterly bewildered that her seemingly naive cousin would do such a thing. Moreover, because Shiina Mashiro had produced the key, she even suspected that Hasegawa had given it to Shiina Mashiro. In other words, these two little ones had gotten together without her knowledge?

Thinking about this situation, Chiyuki Chiyu felt like grinding her teeth. Boys and girls so much younger than her were developing these kinds of relationships, while she, at her age, was completely unwanted, and had never even had a boyfriend. She had never experienced the taste of love.

I don't want to talk, I feel terrible!

She just found it a bit strange that Shiina Mashiro was wearing a hat, and a helmet at that, and why she was bringing a drawing board and paintbrushes when she sneaked into Hasegawa's room in the middle of the night.

She crept up to the doorway and watched as her cousin quietly slipped into Hasegawa's bed while he was still asleep, causing a large bulge to form on his genitals.

This discovery shocked Chiyu Sengoku. She never imagined that all of this was her cousin's idea. Had Hasegawa been completely unaware?

Chiyuki suddenly felt a little envious of her cousin. It wasn't that she slept with Hasegawa, well, that was indeed something to be envious of. More than that, it was that Shiina Mashiro dared to take the initiative to do such a thing. This was something Chiyuki wanted to do but didn't dare to do at all.

However, the subsequent reversal was something she hadn't expected—or rather, she should have expected it much earlier.

Shiina Mashiro, this naturally naive girl, knows absolutely nothing about sexuality, so how could she secretly sleep with Hasegawa and climb into his bed? She even took off Hasegawa's pants just to draw—that's so typical of Shiina Mashiro.

After Hasegawa woke up, Chiyuki Sengoku rushed back to her room, and as soon as she closed the door, she heard the sound of Shiina Mashiro being thrown out by Hasegawa. Especially when she heard Shiina Mashiro even asking why the originally small thing had suddenly become so big, Chiyuki couldn't help but laugh.

Chapter 122 Sengoku Chiba's Envy, Jealousy, and Hatred

"Hiratsuka-sensei, have you had some good news lately? You look like you've changed a lot, not just in your complexion, but also in your spirits. You're completely different from before. And you're not even going to the matchmaking event anymore?" Chigoro Chiba wanted to drag Hiratsuka Shizuka to the matchmaking event, but Hiratsuka Shizuka refused, which gave Chigoro Chiba a bad feeling.

"Chiba-sensei, I'll pass on matchmaking. I probably won't participate in any more of these in the future." Hiratsuka Shizuka shook her head, and when she thought of Hasegawa, she couldn't help but smile. The happiness in her smile almost made Chiba feel envious and jealous.

"Hiratsuka-sensei, you, you... you... you've already found a boyfriend? How is that possible?" Sengoku Chiyu's eyes widened in disbelief. "Hiratsuka-sensei, you smoke and drink, you have the typical middle-aged man vibe, and you're always getting into fights. You don't like any of the things girls like, you just prefer reading action manga. How could a woman like you possibly find a boyfriend???"

Hiratsuka Shizuka's smile froze instantly, her original happy smile turning into a forced, insincere one: "Heh, I'm really sorry that I'm that kind of person."

"Uh, no, no, that's not what I meant. I, I just felt... I was just so surprised. After all, Hiratsuka-sensei, you can find a boyfriend... uh, no, I mean, you can find a boyfriend—uh, no, I mean you couldn't possibly find a boyfriend—uh, no, that's not what I meant. I'm just curious, curious, curious what kind of man would be so blind as to want to be your boyfriend—uh, no, I mean, that—"