Zongman: Starting as a Prop Master

Taking a look at the bean sprout-like figure covered in the quilt, Ichinosuke felt helpless.

His body has not yet developed and is about the same size as Shin-chan, which fully demonstrates the fact that he is just a child.

He is not too worried about the future of the elephants.

According to Nohara Hiroshi's genes,

Its future is definitely promising.

What he was worried about was the timeline in which Shin-chan's world stopped. If he didn't have the right props, he would probably have to remain short and stocky for the rest of his life.

This was extremely painful for him.

Being an optimist, he soon put his worries behind him.

"Forget it. There's no point in worrying about these things now. Everything will work out in the end. There will be bread, milk, and props for growing up. We'll talk about it when the time comes. Go to sleep."

After covering himself with the quilt, Ichinosuke said "good night" to Xiao Ai beside him, and then fell asleep smelling the sweet fragrance beside the pillow.

Chapter 20 An Early Morning Surprise

The next day, early morning.

After getting everything ready, Nohara Meisai came to the second floor and knocked on the door while calling softly:

"Xiaoyi, it's time to get up and have breakfast."

The cordial call woke up the person on the bed.

"Well!"

The long eyelashes trembled, and a pair of ice-blue eyes slowly opened.

With caution, he quickly glanced around.

"here it is?"

After taking a clear look at the surrounding environment, the vigilance in his eyes dissipated a little.

“It’s not an organization’s base, nor is it a hospital.”

He managed to straighten his head, but then fell back onto the pillow.

"Looking at the decoration, it should be an ordinary residential house."

Rubbing his swollen head, Miyano Shiho began to analyze his current situation based on the limited clues available.

"Was I rescued and brought back home by some kind-hearted person?"

“I’m really lucky.”

After confirming that the current environment was safe, Miyano Shiho finally became aware of her own condition.

"I feel dizzy and weak, sweat on my forehead, and my body feels cold. These are the symptoms of a fever that has just subsided."

Her arms fell weakly, covering her eyes, and Miyano Shiho's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a smile that was unclear whether it was sarcasm or luck.

"Haha, you survived!"

Smiling at herself, Miyano Shiho breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

"Even the stinky rats in the sewers have the desire to struggle to survive."

As soon as she relaxed, she suddenly realized that she was feeling unwell.

"Ok?"

My chest felt heavy, as if something heavy was pressing on it.

"what happened?"

Confused, Miyano Shiho pulled the quilt away from her chest.

When I looked down, I saw a slender arm pressing on my chest.

The strange feeling she just felt was the pressure of this hand pressing on her heart.

With a slight frown, Miyano Shiho followed the arm draped over her and looked to the right side of her body.

What caught my eye was a black-haired boy about four or five years old.

No, to be more precise, it should be a child.

A tender little face with a bit of baby fat.

The little face is full of collagen, smooth and tender, as soft as pudding.

Although it hasn't fully grown yet, you can tell at a glance that this is the seedling of a handsome guy.

At this moment, he seemed to be having a sweet dream. He smacked his lips, and an excited smile appeared on his delicate face. His hands were half clenched in excitement and waved wildly.

"child!"

Miyano Shiho frowned and reached out to grab the little hand.

He pulled it outwards, trying to move it away.

However, just after she grasped the arm and before she could take the next step, Miyano Shiho heard the boy's breathing becoming increasingly heavy.

"You were woken up by me!"

The long breath began to become disordered.

This is the phenomenon that the human body wakes up from a deep sleep, metabolism speeds up, and breathing rate increases.

"what!"

On the other side, Ichinosuke was awakened and yawned, waking up from his sleep.

The big black eyes blinked, then blinked again.

My not-so-clear mind began to recall my current situation.

moment,

"Oh no, I don't know how Ai is doing."

Finally regaining consciousness, Ichinosuke thought of Miyano Shiho, or Haibara Ai, who was beside him.

"I don't know how her body is recovering."

While thinking, Ichinosuke turned his head to look at Ai's position.

When he turned his head, he met a pair of icy blue eyes.

She has short brown hair that reaches her shoulders and a cute face as delicate as a doll.

His brows were slightly furrowed, and there was a hint of vigilance on his cold face.

For some reason, the look in his eyes seemed a little dangerous.

"What the hell? Why is she looking at me so weirdly?"

Looking at Haibara Ai who was staring at him blankly, Ichinosuke grinned brightly:

"Yo, you're awake."

As he spoke, Ichinosuke raised his right hand, intending to wave to the girl to express his goodwill.

however,

"Um"

He suddenly realized that his right hand seemed to be pressed down and he couldn't raise it from the quilt.

"what is this?"

Suddenly, Ichinosuke realized that his right hand seemed to be holding something.

Soft and not too big.

Almost instantly, Ichinosuke recognized what it was.

"It's Shin-chan's slime toy!"

After pinching it, Ichinosuke felt a little helpless, but not too surprised.

Because this is not the first time that Shin-chan has brought this toy into his room.

Shin-chan, who hasn't even entered kindergarten yet, has only one friend of the same age as him.

And Ichinosuke was rich, so he would buy him snacks like biscuits.

Therefore, he often pestered Ichinosuke.

I don’t know if it’s because of Ichinosuke’s time travel, but the stress-relieving toys that were supposed to become popular twenty years later.

It has already spread throughout the Sakura Province.

Not long ago, Shin-chan pestered Nohara Misae to buy a few.

It has to be said that the reason why decompression toys have become popular is closely related to their material and texture.

Made of special soft rubber, it feels smooth, cool and elastic to the touch.

It is so addictive that it is called a stress-relieving toy.

"This guy threw his toys on my bed again."

Although he complained about Shin-chan throwing toys on his bed, Ichinosuke couldn't help but warn Moka.

Ichinosuke grabbed the toy with his five fingers.

Suddenly, soft glue like jelly overflowed from the gaps between the five fingers.

"Sure enough, it's Shin-chan's slime toy. But when did this kid bring it up here?"

With doubts in his mind, Ichinosuke loosened his control over the slime toy with his five fingers.

As the force dissipated, the colloid, which was already inelastic, shrank back like a springy rubber band and returned to its original jelly state.

"Stress-relieving toys are still the most relaxing."

The excellent hand feel makes people love it, no wonder it was so popular in the previous life.

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