I, who tortured the readers, was knocked to the ground by them!

Chapter 40: Sakura and Sakura

"Hey."

Sakurai Itsuki sat on the sofa on the first floor and visited the TV which he had hardly turned on for a week.

On TV, those greasy old men continued to tell dirty jokes and play pranks on the pretty female guests.

Although the eyes of those young and beautiful female guests were filled with unconcealable disgust and nausea, they could only force a smile and laugh along when faced with the prank.

Alas, this is life, this is society, this is money.

Looking at the female guest who was being teased and laughing, Sakurai Itsuki couldn't help but strengthen his determination to make money.

"Ashu, why do you sigh while watching entertainment programs?"

Sato Wakaba was fiddling with her newly bought fish tank in the living room.

"I haven't wasted too much of your time, have I?! When we were working overtime last night, didn't we agree to make the whole day available?"

"I don't blame you."

Sakurai Itsuki turned around and looked at the man who had actually bought two pufferfish from the seafood section of the supermarket as pets. What else could he do but obey?

"Oh, really? You can blame me, or even scold me, I don't care today!

Come to think of it, Ah Shu, you look like a complete loser in sports, but you're surprisingly quite strong! Not bad, you're quite manly!

Sato Wakaba probably felt a little guilty for asking Sakurai Itsuki to suddenly accompany her to buy a fish tank and for asking him to take the trouble to bring the fish tank home, so she smiled and found angles to praise Sakurai Itsuki.

"I'm not the kind of person who can be fooled by scolding or being praised." Sakurai Itsuki replied.

"That's right, you're probably the type of person who feels happy only when being scolded."

Sato Wakaba thought about what Sakurai Itsuki usually did and nodded thoughtfully.

"Then, do you want me to scold you with a look of disgust on my face?"

"."

"Just kidding, hahahaha. Actually, I wanted to carry the fish tank back myself, but it turned out to be heavier than I thought! Luckily you're here, otherwise I really don't know what I would do today."

Sato Wakaba couldn't help but sigh, "It's really better to have a man at home."

"That's your own fault. You buy one, and when it's time to pay, you suddenly want to buy two. Haven't you ever considered that the fish tank you need will be twice as big if you keep two?" Sakurai Itsuki asked unhappily.

"Because it suddenly occurred to me that if I buy one, Sakura will look pitiful and lonely alone!" Sato Wakaba explained her reasons.

"Really? I think Sakura might be happier alone. It's so annoying to have so many guys arguing around." Sakurai Itsuki complained with his face supported.

"So that's what you think? You also want to be alone? I'm not annoying, am I?" Sato Wakaba asked, pointing at her nose.

"I don't know, but you're quite noisy."

"Come to think of it, you're a bit like Hanase-san, both of you quite tsundere! When I suggested buying Sakura home, you acted like you absolutely wouldn't care, but when I couldn't move the fish tank, you still helped me!"

"Oh, then from now on, no matter how much you beg me, I won't help you."

Sakurai Itsuki twitched his lips, feeling that being called a tsundere was worse than being called a beast.

"Come on, shouldn't a tsundere character say, 'I only helped because I saw something,' not because of anything else, right?"

Sato Wakaba continued observing the two pufferfish in the fish tank. "By the way, what do you think we should call this one?"

"what ever."

"How about calling her Aza?" Sato Wakaba said, "Look, it's Sakura. In Naruto, isn't Sakura and Sasuke a couple?"

"Are you hinting at you and me?" Sakurai Itsuki asked.

"Hey! Sorry, although I've recently discovered that you're actually quite nice and handsome, I don't have any intention of dating you at the moment! If the name I gave you as a pet caused you to misunderstand and made you fall in love with me without my permission, I'm very sorry. Please talk to me later!"

Sato Wakaba obviously brought the topic here on purpose, and took the opportunity to firmly refuse to give her the card.

"It's seven o'clock, Ms. Sato, and you've been paid."

Sakurai Itsuki was used to Sato Wakaba's tireless behavior of bowing her head, so she pointed to the clock on the wall to remind her.

"Ah! It's really that time!"

Sato Wakaba glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, then rushed into the kitchen in a hurry.

She skillfully took out an apron from the drawer and put it on herself while asking loudly, "Let's keep it simple today and just fry two steaks?" Sakurai Itsuki looked at Sato Wakaba who entered the kitchen and started to busy herself. She inexplicably felt that having one more person, no matter how noisy, was better than living alone before.

Not that annoying though.
"what ever."

By the way, while she was busy cooking, Sakurai Tree opened Twitter and started editing the message
"Ah, Sakurai Itsuki, next time I'm going to add something weird to your food! I was going to give you a shoulder massage after all the effort you put into it today, but you're such a pervert!"

Ten minutes later, Sakurai Itsuki was silently gnawing on his steak while listening to the scolding and threats from someone sitting across the table.

It goes well with rice.

Weekends always go by quickly.

Another week.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter without us noticing.

Shion Hane also took off her thick pantyhose, revealing her beautiful white legs.

But compared to those Tokyo girls who are always trying their best to make their skirts shorter.

Her skirt was still the standard length that touched her knees, and she was still dressed tightly, in a standard outfit that could be used in a student brochure.

She carried her bag in both hands and walked steadily on her way to work.

Compared to those students who were jumping around and playing, she seemed like a classical lady from another era.

The painting style is a bit out of place.

But she no longer cared as much about the feeling of being alienated from the crowd as before.

She has found like-minded partners.

Although their ultimate goal is not to become a cartoonist.

But the creative atmosphere in the New Dimension Club still made her feel very enjoyable.

Since she officially joined the club on Saturday, she has been discussing with her seniors this weekend how to design the next handwritten performance script.

Although it was hard work and she had to make repeated adjustments and revisions, the feeling of growing by absorbing other people's experience still made her feel extremely fulfilled.

Therefore, throughout the weekend, Hane Shion was immersed in drawing the storyboard for the performance of "Flame Fist", and at one point she even neglected sleep and food, which made the seniors in the club worry that she was working too hard.

However, everything was fruitful.

After this weekend's intense work, she has determined the general direction of the script storyboard.

Next, you just need to optimize the details and slowly adjust and modify them according to the rhythm.

Speaking of which, I wonder how that arrogant guy is progressing.

Shion Hane couldn't help but think of the person she temporarily regarded as her opponent.

Although he draws very quickly, the performance script has nothing to do with his drawing speed.

My seniors and I worked so hard for a whole weekend, so our progress should be much faster than his, right?

It seems that I can slap him in the face before I officially become a cartoonist.

I'm going to hand in a perfect script before he does, and then I'm going to sneer at that self-righteous bastard.

Thinking of this, Hanase Shion felt even happier.

Coincidentally, as soon as Hane Shion turned the intersection, she saw two relatively familiar figures.

Sakurai Itsuki, and the chatterbox hot girl who was chattering beside him.

Hanase Shion wanted to pretend not to see the two people, but Sato Wakaba immediately raised her hand and greeted them enthusiastically: "Ah! Hanase-san! Good morning!"

"Well, good morning." Hane Shion had no choice but to turn around and nod slightly to greet the two of them.

"Hey, hello! By the way, have you finished drawing the storyboard for your performance, Hanase-san?" asked Sato Wakaba.

Humph, how could it be so fast?
Hanase Shion thought to herself, "Amateurs are amateurs. Do you know how much detail goes into that? You don't think you can just draw it casually, do you?"
But before she could think of how to express it tactfully, she heard Sato Wakaba say it again.

"That storyboard looks simple, but it's actually quite troublesome. It's only a few minutes of video, but Shu only finished it yesterday afternoon!"

"Eh?!"

(End of this chapter)