Zongman: Starting as a Prop Master

It's white and tender, and it makes people's appetite grow at first sight.

“No wonder they say that wine stomped out by young girls is the best. If the wine stomped out by my Ai-chan’s little feet were released, it would definitely be sought after by a lot of people. If it were released in my previous life, I don’t know how many people would fight over it.”

Of course, Ichinosuke was just thinking this in his mind. He would have to be stupid to sell this kind of wine for people to drink.

This behavior is simply like giving yourself a weakened version of cuckoldry.

In short, it means that the brain is sick.

Then there are those who let their women work in maid cafes.

Show others the snow-capped mountain scenery and call them master.

Just thinking about it makes me feel that those protagonists have cat problems in their brains.

Ichinosuke had no idea what they were thinking that led them to do such a shocking thing.

Shaking his head and forgetting the unpleasant plot, Ichinosuke focused his attention back on the feasibility of brewing wine.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his previous idea was correct.

"Sherry treads sherry, it seems very good."

With his lips pursed with tongue, Ichinosuke's eyes fell regretfully on Haibara Ai's emerald green skirt.

Wine and other things are still a long way off, so let’s not talk about them for now.

He hadn’t seen enough of Haibara Ai’s stunning appearance in a kimono.

If we end it in such a sloppy way and waste resources, we will be struck by lightning.

After thinking for a while, Ichinosuke leaned over to the ear of Haibara Ai, who had regained her consciousness, and whispered to her:

"Hey, Ai, put on your kimono and show it to me, please."

After a pause, Ichinosuke added,

"I want that, the traditional kind."

Ichinosuke was not there when Haibara Ai was wearing and changing into a kimono.

But based on his understanding of Ai, Ichinosuke was sure that Haibara Ai did not wear the kimono in the most traditional way.

The so-called traditional outfit is what it was like before the fire that changed everything.

It's the kind of dressing style that was just like when the two of them first met, Kong Zhen's.

It has to be said that some customs in Xiaorizi Country are so abnormal that even a pervert like him finds them unacceptable.

Lying on Ichinosuke's lap, Haibara Ai raised her eyelids and rolled her eyes upwards.

"hentai!"

Spitting at Ichinosuke, Haibara Ai rejected him cleanly.

"No."

After thinking for a while, Haibara Ai explained to Ichinosuke,

"Xiaoyi, that kimono is very important to me."

When saying this, Huibara Ai's expression was very serious.

They understood each other's thoughts and Ichinosuke understood what she meant instantly.

This kimono was the first kimono that Haibara Ai received in her life.

Today is also her first Girls' Day.

She treasured those dolls and kimonos very much.

Just like the peony ink painting bed sheet, she chose to keep it well in her four-dimensional pocket and treasure it as a lifelong memory.

Seeing Haibara Ai's serious little face, Ichinosuke nodded, agreeing with her idea.

just,

Without Zhang the butcher, we can’t eat hairy pigs anymore.

How can it be,

Who is Ichinosuke? He is a prop master.

This little problem can still be difficult for him.

"Dangdangdang, Xiao Ai, look, what is this?"

Ichinosuke reached out and took out the time replicator from the system space, and showed it off in front of Haibara Ai.

He winked and motioned for her to look over here.

Ai Haibara stood up from Ichinosuke's lap and took the tool curiously.

"So, what is the function of this prop?"

After fiddling with the tablet-like time replicator for a few times, Huiyuan Ai began to speculate on the specific function of this prop.

"copy?"

Combining Ichinosuke's previous suggestion and the time when it was taken out, Haibara Ai only needed simple reasoning to roughly guess the function of the prop.

"Forehead!"

Ichinosuke's proud words that he was about to say were instantly blocked in his throat.

It feels like I'm holding back a mouthful of phlegm, and it's extremely uncomfortable.

Looking at Ichinosuke's attitude, Haibara Ai could not help but understand that her guess was correct.

This kind of crushing IQ is indeed a very satisfying thing. No wonder the great detective likes to show off in front of others.

Looking at Ichinosuke's embarrassment, Haibara Ai couldn't help but smile, like a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg, revealing a hint of the tenderness of spring flowers in her coldness.

And unlike before, Haibara Ai's bright smile did not disappear in a flash, but remained on her face.

Without the heavy pressure, she seemed to have become a real little girl.

Picking up the time copy machine, Huihara Ai curiously asked Ichinosuke:

"Xiaoyi, how do I use this prop?"

She didn't expect to understand the principle, she just needed to remember the name and be able to use it in a fool-proof way.

Even dogs don't believe in science.

Haibara Ai's brilliant smile made Ichinosuke slightly stunned, and he felt underestimated.

"Strange, why does it feel like Xiao Ai has changed a lot after going out? Did something happen at home when I was away?"

While I was confused, I suddenly heard Huibara Ai's question.

Although there were still many things he didn't understand, Ichinosuke still picked up the time copier and began to explain the specific usage of the prop.

"This is called a time replicator. You can also call it a time replicator. This is how it works..."

My IQ was crushed, but it became like that after so many times. I got used to it and took it for granted.

Under Ichinosuke's guidance, Haibara Ai mastered the use of the time replicator in just one try.

Play with the time and adjust it to a few minutes ago.

Soon, the kimono that she had taken off and neatly placed in the box appeared on the screen.

"Kacha!"

As Haibara Ai pressed the button, a yellow light shot out from the time replicator.

As the two people looked at them expectantly, the box containing the kimono appeared out of nowhere in the light.

When he opened the box, inside was the pure white kimono that Ichinosuke had been dreaming about.

"Xiao Ai, here."

He couldn't wait to take out the kimono and handed it to Haibara Ai.

This time, Haibara Ai did not refuse. She took the kimono that Kazunosuke was wearing and changed into it on the spot.

Looking at Haibara Ai's complicated changing steps, Ichinosuke narrowed his eyes, smiled, and stretched out his hands to help.

However, it seems to be more of a hindrance than a help. The better it is, the more chaotic it becomes.

"Wait a minute, Xiaoyi, don't make trouble. I'll do it myself."

"Slow down, it's going to break."

"Pull it down, why are you pulling it up? Ugh, it's getting squeezed."

"Ichinosuke, you're stuck in my flesh."

With the help of Ichinosuke, the kimono that should have only taken a few minutes to put on took half an hour.

Even so, Haibara Ai was still tired, panting and sweating profusely.

After finally putting on the kimono, Haibara Ai glared at Ichinosuke with dissatisfaction.

Unexpectedly, the other party was not only not shy, but also proudly stretched out his hand to her in provocation, with his five fingers clenched in the air, which made Huibara Ai spit secretly.

"satyr!"

Wearing a kimono, Haibara Ai spun around in place.

Lively and cute, like an elf among flowers.

With a playful smile, he asked Ichinosuke,

"How about it, isn't 373 cute?"

Although she didn't get a reply, looking at Ichinosuke's infatuated look, Haibara Ai nodded with satisfaction, and she felt that she had gotten the most satisfactory answer in her heart.

As the saying goes, women dress up to please themselves. Ichinosuke is so obsessed with this man, isn't it because he is charming enough?

Ichinosuke's thoughts were in turmoil as he stared at Haibara Ai who was wearing a kimono.

In his previous life, he watched a dating show where a female guest named Sakura once said that the collar of a kimono was designed to make it easier to reach out.

Also, it has been mentioned in some documents and novels that the unique way of wearing kimono is to facilitate work.

There are no obstacles, just open it and you can get to the point.