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

Although Eriri is of English and Japanese descent, she grew up in Japan and her personality is completely Japanese. So she chose the relatively unfamiliar "Miss Shiina".

"Can you call me Mashiro, Eriri?" Mashiro blinked and asked directly.

Interestingly, Mashiro is the opposite of Eriri. She is a Japanese who grew up in England. I don't know if it's because of her painting or something else, but her personality is strange, so she doesn't care about the hypocrisy of the Japanese on the surface, and she said this without any sense of disobedience.

I have to say that Mashiro and Ji Qi, who is actually from China, are quite a good match. At least Ji Qi doesn't get bogged down in issues that only Japanese people care about, nor does she stick to conventions.

It was the first time for Eriri to deal with a mysterious girl like Mashiro, so she hesitated for a moment. Some things that were taught to her since childhood could not be changed in a short time. She finally tried to call out, "Mashiro?"

"Yeah! Thank you Eriri."

After hearing the answer she wanted, Mashiro's facial expression softened a little, no longer looking so vague and unpredictable.

"I haven't done anything that you should thank me for..."

Even though they called each other by their first names, Eriri wasn't used to Mashiro's unique way of speaking for a while.

Eriri is the type of person who follows the rules.

"Erriri is really weird." Mashiro tilted her little head and said something in a calm tone that made it impossible to tell what emotion she was feeling, which made veins pop out of Eriri's head.

"You're the weird one! Wait, why are there still some rice grains on your face? I thought you wiped them off yourself. Really, stand there and don't move. I'll help you wipe it off—"

When Ji Qi pushed open the door, what he saw was this extremely harmonious and warm scene.

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PS: I looked at the date and it seems that there are some comments today. I am happy! ?▽? I hope everyone will make more comments then!

Chapter 331: Inferiority Complex Eriri

"Hey Eriri, have you changed your career from being an 18+ fan artist to a babysitter now?"

Looking at the scene in front of him where Eriri was wiping Mashiro's face with a helpless look, Ji Qi squinted his eyes and smiled, jokingly.

"Whose fault do you think it is? Whose fault is it!" Her face couldn't help but turn red. Eriri quickened her movements and after wiping Mashiro's mouth a little roughly, she crossed her arms over her chest and said unhappily.

"Probably not mine." Ji Qi replied casually.

Faced with Ji Qi's bad attitude, Ying Lili felt extremely angry.

Come on, I helped you clean up the room! Not only did you not say thank you, but you also bullied her like this!

Isn't this guy usually very gentle to girls? Why can't she feel that?

Um...it’s not that I can’t feel it, it’s just very little!

"You guys work first, I'm going to go out and make a phone call." Ji Qi, who had just entered the door, said to the two girls. He had been busy before, and now he was going to contact the phone number that Sayuri Sawamura gave him.

By the way, in addition to the contact information of the official staff of the CM Comic Exhibition, Eriri had also asked him in a very arrogant and shy manner if he wanted the contact information of the printing factory.

As for this, he could have known the answer by asking the editor. However, he still accepted Eriri's clumsy kindness.

After Ji Qi left, although Ying Lili complained to him in her heart, she still sat down obediently, opened her backpack and took out all her tools.

After everything was ready, looking at the drawing in front of her, Eriri, who was suffering from both procrastination and laziness, didn't want to draw anymore.

She secretly glanced at Mashiro, who had picked up the drawing board and was concentrating on immersing herself in her own world. A sketch was quickly sketched on the drawing board in her hands.

Because she wore contact lenses when she went out today, Eriri could still clearly see what Mashiro drew.

Comics... Could it be that Mashiro is Himechi's assistant? Didn't Himechi say that Mashiro draws art? Eriri curiously observed the drawings made by Mashiro.

Mashiro didn't notice Eriri's peeping, and even if she did, she wouldn't care given her personality. Once she got into work mode, Mashiro really didn't care about anything else.

Wow, this girl has such a good foundation.

Seeing the characters gradually portrayed by Mashiro, Eriri couldn't help but sigh in her heart. In her eyes, every stroke of Mashiro's brush was extremely simple, and he never pursued complicated lines. However, it was these extremely simple brushstrokes combined together that had a taste of a master returning to nature.

As an insider, Eriri knows exactly what this means.

But comics...

Eriri shook her head. She had thought about becoming a cartoonist. But she didn't have the talent for storytelling, and the work of a cartoonist was too tiring. She thought it was easier to be a fan.

Japanese artists are roughly divided into two categories, and Eriri is a fan artist in the Akihabara genre with a low status and not very glorious status. Although she is very popular in fandom and comic exhibitions now, once she enters the real industry, the name Kashiwagi Eriri may not even be considered second-rate.

Another Eromanga teacher in the team is the same as her. To be precise, in terms of income alone, Sagiri is not as good as Eriri. You have to know that Eriri, as the main artist of another doujin club, has formed a stable industry chain over a long period of time. Her income is very high. As for status... Anyway, one of them is an illustrator and the other is a doujin artist, both of them are in the middle and lower levels of the industry, so there is no need to rank them.

So she was quite envious of Himechi and Mashiro.

With a depressed sigh, Eriri, who was inadvertently hit by Mashiro, gently pushed the itchy hair on her temples behind her ears.

Long hair is really troublesome.

After complaining, Eriri rested her hand on her chin and focused her eyes on the bookshelf in front of her.

Oh, isn’t this “Love Metronome”? I can use this to kill time and take a break before working again.

As one of the earliest loyal fans of Kasumi Shiko, Eriri stood on tiptoe slightly, trying to reach the conspicuous novel on the top of the bookshelf that occupied a large area in the room.

After getting the book, Ying Lili was satisfied and looked at the wide variety of books on the bookshelf curiously.

In the past, due to various reasons such as face and the presence of many people, she had never taken a close look at it.

It can't be used for decoration.

With malicious thoughts, Eriri took a good look from top to bottom. Unexpectedly, these were not big books like literary classics. Of course, it was not to say that there were none, but they only accounted for a small proportion. Most of them were about stocks, finance, psychology, guitar and violin, etc. It was very diverse, with almost everything.

Ying Lili picked up a book at random and found that it was not obscure and difficult to understand. Even a layman like her could understand it.

As if to tell her that this was not a decoration, there were occasional circles, drawings and book reviews on the book, not that many, but it was already surprising for Eriri, whose academic performance was not very good.

After flipping through it, she carefully put the book back and replaced it with another one.

Uh... this is all in Chinese, which is like a mystery to her and she can't understand it at all.

I changed to another one, and the same thing happened.

After pulling out several books in a row, Ying Lili withdrew her gaze from the bookshelf and looked around the room guiltily. Hmm, no one noticed her.

She breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the chair, and took out "Love Metronome".

However, the magical book that I used to read ten or twenty times without getting bored with now seems boring.

Ying Lili was affected.

She is essentially a very inferior and cowardly person. It's a fantasy, right? Born in such a big lady family, she is beautiful and cute, and she is also very talented in painting. How could such a girl feel inferior and cowardly?

I don’t know if it was because of that incident when she was a child or something else, but Eriri is actually like this.

It's just that it's usually hidden so well that no one can find it.

With a sigh, she put the book aside and buried her head in her arms like she did when she was sleeping in class.

Working in this club project consisting of five people, oh no, four people, although she knew at the beginning that there were many creators besides her, she still felt at ease, but gradually she couldn't do it anymore.

Everyone is making progress.

There is no need to mention Kasumigaoka Utaha. As Eriri's favorite novelist in recent years, it is not wrong to say that she is her idol. In front of her idol, Eriri always complains that her paintings are not good enough and not worthy of her. Well, it is limited to Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Another competitor who has overlapping attributes with her, Sagiri, is getting better and better.

Kato Megumi...she has changed now with a ponytail, at least Eriri thinks she is much cuter than before.

Finally, it’s Ji Qi, the person in charge.

He is actually the one who has changed the most and improved the fastest.

And I don’t know if Mashiro will join in.

From the limited information, Eriri knows very well how powerful Mashiro is.

If Mashiro joins, there will be no place for her here at all.

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PS: I wasn’t in very good condition during the day, so the update was a bit late... There will be two more updates soon.

Chapter 332 How to conquer Saint Hui!

She's not the only one.

She is not irreplaceable.

Rather, she seemed to be the least important one.

This caused panic for Eriri, the core artist of the Egoistic-Lily club.

She was afraid of losing friendship.

She was very happy to be in this club which had no name for a long time and whose name was later randomly thought up by the person in charge.

This club perfectly fits her fantasy of a club.

Although she would never admit it, Eriri considered them all good friends.

But she was the only one who stayed where she was. That was why she was afraid of being left behind.

Eriri, who was treated with cold violence by others when she was a child, is extremely sensitive in this regard.

But for someone like Eriri who cares so much about her reputation, it's impossible for her to confide her inner thoughts to others. Not even to Tomoya Aki. And without the club as her only channel of communication, she wouldn't be able to take the initiative to contact them.

In fact, this matter was entirely because Eriri was being too picky and overthinking it.

Their association is essentially a hobby club. It is not a commercial company, and it does not care about profit. What really connects them together is family, friendship and love, not talent or technology.

Perhaps it was the overly dazzling achievements of others that gave Eriri the illusion that she was working in a quasi-first-class club.

In fact, the oldest of us is just high school students.

Besides, isn’t a club a place where everyone causes trouble to each other, solves problems together and grows together?

In a nutshell, Eriri has very poor interpersonal experience.

Just as Ying Lili was daydreaming, Ji Qi quietly walked up to her side. Seeing her lost dream, he patted her shoulder with concern and said softly, "Did you stay up late playing games again yesterday? If you are tired, go home and rest for a while."

"No, no! Don't make me sound like an internet addict. I'm just thinking about how to draw a poster!"

Ying Lili raised her head and subconsciously said something stubbornly, but she felt a little regretful after she finished speaking...

"There's no rush. We still have plenty of time. Compared to games, your health is more important, Eriri."

Noticing that Ying Lili's face looked indeed not very good, although he didn't know why, Ji Qi still spoke gently.

Ying Lili's pretty face turned red.

A warm current like a hot spring surged through my heart.

So that's what he thought.

The previous illusion that everyone had united to throw her down was gone.

That's right...

"But painting—"

Not noticing, or perhaps deliberately not mentioning that there was nothing wrong with her body, Ying Lili spoke softly and weakly, and her tone was completely devoid of her usual pride and strength.

"Listen to what others are saying. Do you want me to take you home?"

Once again, Eriri was delighted to receive a positive answer.

It can be said that in some ways, Eriri is indeed no different from a child.

"No, I'm fine." Ying Lili lowered her head and said a little embarrassedly. She was in good health!

So what happened to her just now? Ji Qi looked suspiciously at Ying Lili.

"I was just a little sleepy and wanted to take a nap! Get out of the way, I need to start working!"

Ying Lili grabbed the paintbrush randomly and said with a forced calmness. She was used to pretending to be a big lady in school, so she changed her expression quickly and naturally, and even Ji Qi didn't notice much abnormality.

Knowing that Ying Lili liked to show off, Ji Qi warned her out of concern, and then he sat down in front of the computer and turned it on.

As for the promotional space and club booths at the comic convention, there is a middleman named Sayuri Sawamura, and he has almost agreed on it verbally. The next step is to go to Tokyo International Exhibition for an on-site inspection.

Some things can only be understood through field research.

After all, once the reservation is made, payment has to be made. Even he feels a little pain in the ass about the expense, so he can't let it go to waste.

You only regret not having enough money when you have to spend it.