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

Chapter 51 Temporary Results

After a while, the sky finally cleared up during the weekend.

People walked into the streets, lamenting that the weather would get moldy if they didn't get out of the sun.

The already bustling Tokyo seems even more lively today.

Before going out, Sato Wakaba hung Sakurai Itsuki's quilt in the yard to dry in the sun.

Sakurai Itsuki, in the persona of Haruki Nagayama, lamented on Twitter that the characters he killed would never see this kind of sun again.

As usual, soon the hot girls' curses and complaints could be heard outside.

Then she pinched the soft flesh on Sakurai's waist.

Sakurai Itsuki had anticipated this consequence. He screamed twice in a pretentious voice and then evaded the question by saying that the people in the studio were still waiting for them.

But surprisingly, the "praise" in the comment section of my Twitter today is still the same as usual, not less at all.

But the book artist who always sent her private messages to harass her did not send him dirty words at the first time.

It's a bit strange.

However, if you click on his homepage, you will find that he is still keen on pretending to be a Tokyo high school girl.

My latest update is [That guy in class is so annoying! He commented on my pantyhose so harshly! I really want to stomp him to death!]

Of course, the comments below are still full of greasy and outrageous remarks from the otaku users of this book.

He begged the teacher to stuff the pantyhose into his mouth or wanted to be stepped on to death on the spot by the teacher's pantyhose-clad feet.

Sakurai Itsuki shrugged and sighed again about how big the world is and how full of wonders there are in the second dimension.

Sakurai Itsuki changed into ordinary clothes that were not special and prepared to go out.

Sato Wakaba is still very handsome, wearing a white shirt with small holes, a street-style baseball jacket, and a hat covering her long golden ponytail.

But today, after Sakurai Itsuki praised her for having legs like Chisato Moritaka, she still wore a pair of thick black stockings under her frayed denim hot pants, which was rare.

After all, in the whole of Japan, this should be the highest compliment for a girl's legs.

What girl in Tokyo could resist being described as the prototype of Sailor Moon?
"How was it? Quite a surprise, right?"

Sato Wakaba raised one foot and swung her long legs towards Sakurai Itsuki, asking what he thought.

"I didn't want to wear it after seeing the message you sent me today, but since you've been working so hard lately, I'll give you a reward."

"Is it true that people around me become tsundere as soon as they put on black stockings?" Sakurai Itsuki complained as she looked at Sato Wakaba, whose face was full of "Praise me!"

"Can't you just tell me what you think? Didn't you let me wear more clothes?"

Sato Wakaba retracted her foot and stuffed it into her sneakers as roughly as usual.

"It's okay. The stockings are too dark, and your outfit isn't very sexy. Stockings with sneakers really don't look attractive. You look like a little girl. Stockings are better with high heels."

Sakurai Itsuki expressed his thoughts, but it was obviously not the praise that Sato Wakaba wanted to hear.

"You're still being picky! I won't wear it next time."

Sato Wakaba put on her shoes angrily and walked quickly to the front.

"Before I put it on, they said I looked like Chisato Moritaka. After I put it on, they said I wasn't pretty." Sato Wakaba muttered.

"Ah, that's just a complaint about you acting like an old woman. Moritaka Chisato is over fifty, right?"

Sakurai Itsuki also gradually began to get used to the daily bickering with Sato Wakaba.

"Hehe, I don't want to talk to you anymore! Late!" Sato Wakaba said, then turned around, lowered her eyelids, and stuck out her tongue at Sakurai Itsuki.

A little after ten in the morning.

"I'm telling you, last time I saw you..." Sato Wakaba muttered as she pushed open the studio door. "Oh, hello everyone!"

For someone like Sato Wakaba, who would die if she didn't speak, that threat wouldn't last more than ten minutes. Sakurai Itsuki responded perfunctorily, then, in a rare move, took the initiative to greet everyone in the studio.

Hane Shion on the side glanced at Sakurai Itsuki, paused slightly, and then responded to Sakurai Itsuki.

After the chat on Line that day, Hanase Shion and Sakurai Itsuki returned to their delicate relationship of being neither too close nor too distant.

She still had her long hair down today and wore a very simple dress.

However, since that day, she has taken off her pantyhose that were so thick that no skin could be seen.

The white legs were exposed openly.

Of course, according to her, she just didn't want some disgusting guys to cause other misunderstandings.

Sakurai Itsuki originally wanted to say, "Ah, your feet really do smell! Otherwise, why would you change into socks out of guilt?"

But after thinking about it, you still have to know when to stop when teasing children. What if they really get angry?

Therefore, during this period, Sakurai Itsuki did not provoke Hanase Shion.

But she still didn't look very happy today, and I didn't know what she was worried about.

She held her phone and looked at it over and over again, as if she wanted to send a message to someone, but in the end, she sighed slightly and put it down.

Hane Shion noticed Sakurai Itsuki's gaze on her, raised her head and glanced at him unfriendly, then put her cell phone into her skirt bag.

Obviously she didn't want Sakurai Itsuki to know what the disturbing content of her phone was.

And Sakurai Itsuki also looked away, indicating that he had no interest in her privacy.

Seeing Sakurai Itsuki's sensible reaction, Hanase Shion's gaze softened.

Her hostility towards Sakurai Itsuki has now been reduced a lot.

However, when Hane Shion accidentally glanced at Sato Wakaba's legs, she looked at the thick black tights wrapped around her long legs and the sneakers that didn't look very breathable.

When Yuze looked at Sakurai Itsuki again, his eyes were full of strangeness.

I don't know what terrible things that guy is thinking.

Sakurai Itsuki didn't care about her misunderstanding and let her make up her own mind, not bothering to pursue the matter.

Today was an exciting day for him.

The club has completed the hand-lettering video for "Flame Fist".

After all the members conducted a final ceremonial review of the video, they planned to officially upload it.

And Sakurai Itsuki had already separated the system events in advance.

On the page that only he could see, [Points absorbed by the "Flame Fist" video: 9527].

However, this number has remained fixed and has not changed. It is obvious that the gift of 9,000 yen comes from the creators of the club.

However, it is not easy for Sakurai Itsuki to distinguish whether their negative emotions are the negative emotions they feel as viewers, or the depression they feel as creators when creating content.

So, we still have to wait until the video is officially uploaded.

As the progress bar of the video upload slowly moved, Sakurai Itsuki's heartbeat also accelerated, which was rare.

If this point starts to change, his ways of making money will become more diverse in the future.

Even though he already earns a lot of money from comics alone, who would refuse a lot of money?
However, while he was eagerly awaiting the change in points, a number in the status bar began to fluctuate.

Those are the points absorbed from "Goodbye Eri."

Sakurai Tree understood that this was the beginning of the selection
It seems that all the efforts made in recent times will see short-term results today.

(End of this chapter)