If I don't capture the girl, I will die

Although it is 18X, the H style is not as heavy as Eromanga's.

Each of them has their own painting style.

In the past, they could be said to be evenly matched, or even she had a slight advantage, but now Sawamura Eriri has completely lost this confidence.

Eriri Sawamura took out the fan art she prepared for the summer comic convention and compared it with the one on the computer screen.

Maybe laymen can't see the specific difference, but in her eyes, it is very obvious.

Has she regressed recently?

Eriri Sawamura couldn't help but doubt herself.

No, that's not right. I should say that I have made progress. I know exactly what state I am in.

Why is that?

There is only one answer.

The other party is progressing too fast.

Eriri Sawamura took the water cup next to her and took a sip, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Why did that guy improve so quickly?

She was unconvinced.

Very unconvinced.

The two of them were of similar age, especially since she was the older one. Plus, they were the only two in the club who were good at the same things, and not only that, she was also a creator she admired very much, which made Sawamura Eriri, who had been creating alone for a long time, subconsciously develop a strong sense of competition towards Sagiri.

Chapter 183 Hello, Madam

Sawamura Spencer Eriri had no idea what Sagiri had sacrificed for this.

I don't know how much she loves this project.

I don’t know how much effort she put in to draw better.

I don't know what kind of determination she had to do it.

Indeed, there is no doubt that Eriri has a talent for painting.

However, Eriri's talent is not that strong.

Her talent is not as amazing as Shiina Mashiro's, nor is she as determined as Shiina Mashiro to devote her entire life to painting.

Eriri is just an artist with many years of experience and a little more talent than her peers.

It was only natural that he was surpassed by Sagiri who had absolute faith.

But the eldest daughter of the Zemura family doesn't think so.

She worked hard at painting simply because she was proud and didn't want others to look down on her because she was surpassed by her peers.

Eriri's motive is just that simple.

Even so, she only works for three days and rests for two days.

The other party has not yet reached the point where she despairs.

But one can feel that the gap between her and Sagiri is getting bigger and bigger.

That's why Eriri went to work before the weekend was even halfway through.

"Hey, the sun is rising from the west? Why has Eriri become so diligent recently?"

Just as Eriri was feeling upset, a gentle and teasing voice suddenly came from behind her.

Immersed in her own world, she instinctively shuddered.

Sawamura Eriri blushed, and like a cat that was suddenly touched on the head, she bared her teeth, "...Mom, Mom?! Your daughter is almost an adult?! Please respect my privacy! Remember to knock before entering!"

The height of the visitor was neither tall nor short for Japanese women, about 1.6 meters. She had burgundy hair tied into two ponytails, which was totally inconsistent with her age. She was wearing a brightly colored kimono. Although she was already a mother of a daughter, you could not tell from her delicate and pure face or her demeanor.

With her petite body, she looks more like Eriri's naughty older sister.

"Ah, Eriri, have you finally decided to completely transform yourself into a doujin H artist?"

Sayuri Sawamura, who knew her daughter's nature very well, took out a paper fan from somewhere inside her kimono, covered her small mouth with it, and laughed a few times.

She had apparently seen the drawing that dominated the entire screen.

Sawamura Eriri rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "You can't even recognize your daughter's painting, right?"

"I was kidding." Sayuri Sawamura blinked her bright eyes and said in a relaxed tone.

I don't think there is anything wrong with discussing 18x things with my daughter.

"Mom, what are you doing here now?" Her thoughts were interrupted. Sawamura Eriri turned her head uncomfortably and controlled the mouse to close the drawing on the table.

Sayuri Sawamura tilted her head and opened her pale cherry lips: "Mom, please pay attention to your daughter. Is there any problem?"

What you said makes sense...

Ying Lili replied sullenly, "No problem."

Sayuri Sawamura, who didn't look like a mother from any angle, walked very naturally behind Eriri, stretched out her soft and boneless hands to pick up the exciting drawing paper on the table, scanned it, and said with a little surprise: "Hey, Eriri, your drawings have improved a lot recently."

Hearing the compliment, Eriri would have been so proud that her tail would have been lifted up to the sky if she were in her normal state, but today she just said "oh" without any interest.

There is no better way to know a daughter than a mother.

Staring at her daughter, Sayuri Sawamura smiled happily.

Ah, is her clumsy yet talented, naive yet innocent daughter finally going to the wider world?

Is it because of that kid Renye?

Not likely.

Even though Eriri couldn't see her expression from this angle, Sayuri Sawamura still cleverly covered her oval face with a paper fan.

"I heard that you recently joined a club?"

Eriri's body stiffened for a moment.

She joined many clubs for the sake of face, but this was the only one she didn't want to tell her mother honestly.

So embarrassing.

"Yes... yes, why are you asking this." Eriri said as if nothing had happened, but the hidden nervousness and tremor were accurately captured by Sayuri Sawamura.

Sayuri Sawamura smiled and said, "It's okay. I'm just curious about who is the person who can make Eriri improve so quickly? Is it a boy? Is it a boy?"

"Mom, mom, what are you talking about!!! I'm improving simply because I've been working hard lately, okay!!"

Ying Lili, who was already nervous, let out a frightening scream when she heard this. She stood up from the chair like a frightened animal, took two steps back, and forgot her politeness for a moment. She pointed at her young and beautiful mother with a blushing face, and stammered before she could finish her sentence.

"Well, if you say so, then that's it. By the way, Eriri, you've also started reading Weekly Shonen Jump recently? I remember you haven't read it for a long time, right?"

Faced with her adorable daughter whose brain had crashed and who was at a loss, Sayuri Sawamura resisted the urge to touch her head and changed the subject.

The topic jumped so fast that it spanned half of Japan.

"Ha... because there is a comic I like on it." After a long time, Eriri came back to her senses. After hesitating for a moment, she still spoke honestly.

"Your Lie in April, right? It's really good, artistic and fresh, I like it too~~"

Sayuri Sawamura chuckled, her voice mixed with maturity and purity, as sweet as a silver bell.

After a pause, Sayuri suddenly said, "Besides, the author's name looks familiar."

Eriri agreed dryly, "Yes, yes..."

"Is it because of this child?"

Although the woman with the face of a beautiful high school girl spoke in the tone of an elder, the two people at the scene felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

“It’s not because of him!!”

Hearing these ambiguous words, Eriri, who was extremely tsundere, refuted without even thinking.

No matter who it is, even if this is the case, she will deny it without hesitation.

Actually, she is that guy’s sister...If you really get to the bottom of it, it seems like he can be counted as one too?

"Yeah, I heard that, Eriri."

"what?!"

Ying Lili was shocked. Could it be that she was infected by that idiot?

This is not good.

Very bad.

"I lied to you."

"Huh, that's good."

……

(=′ー`)

Chapter 184: Expired Idol

In the end, Sayuri Sawamura still didn't say what she wanted to say.

This is not a good chance.

After all, she knew Eriri's character very well.

A week passed peacefully after the conversation between mother and daughter that day.

During this period, Ji Qi focused his main energy on work and gaming club.

Although the target of the strategy is Yukinoshita Yukino, the progress has stagnated.

He was still listed under the name of the Servant Club, but he did not participate in much of the activities there. To be precise, there were no patients coming to the club recently, and the members were just drinking tea and chatting every day...

Without any opportunity, it would be difficult for his relationship with Yukinoshita to improve rapidly.

Use words to change her absolutely correct ideas? Or help her get rid of her sister's shadow?

it's useless.

Yukinoshita is not a child. Not only does she have a cool and noble temperament and a perfect appearance, she is also full of wisdom.

When it comes to talking nonsense, timing also matters.

Anyway, there is still some time, so Ji Qi is not in a hurry for the time being.

Just like Kasumigaoka Utaha, even though there was unexpectedly no option this time, a series of events would still be triggered in the end.

All he has to do is improve his chances.

Now Ji Qi has set his sights on the only main task.

——Helped μs to successfully win the LoveLive championship.

This is really not easy.

According to his vague memory, μs and his team encountered several setbacks along the way.

Among them, the biggest one is the series of triggers caused by Nan Qinli's going abroad, right?

Otherwise, with μs's strength, it still has a very good chance of winning the championship.

According to Ji Qi's idea, the reason why A-rise could defeat μs in the original work was purely due to the plot requirements.

So how can he successfully stop this?

"Ji... Master, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

When Ji Qi was holding his chin in his hand, lost in thought, a delicate and pleasant sound like the chirping of an oriole sounded in his ears.

As the words fell, a fragrant breeze blew.

Putting his chaotic thoughts aside temporarily, he calmed down and looked at the person.