You are not monster girls!

Chapter 9: What a Great Ansai Waist Drum

Lincheng, a single apartment in the city center.

The dusk shone through the blinds, cutting sharp shadows on the floor. Yun Yifei was trapped in the ruins of a sofa piled with clothes. Her shirt slipped off her shoulders, revealing a pixel dinosaur pendant faintly visible on her collarbone.

She had just finished working overtime and returned home exhausted. She bent her knees and let her dark grey stockings slowly slide down her porcelain white skin, revealing her plumpness.

The translucent pink toes hooked up the wrinkled sweatshirt and threw it to the coffee table, revealing the notebook with the video of the small broken website. The three pink icons on it were particularly eye-catching.

She rested her phone against her shoulder: "I saw on the news that this is very profitable."

[Not really, at least I can support myself.]

"But I heard you can't pay the rent any more."

【It’s a rumor, absolutely a rumor!!】

[Don't listen to that boss's rumors. I'm sure there's nothing wrong with me.]

"Given your conditions, it's actually a good idea to find someone to support you while you're still young. Health is important."

[You really are my sister, wow—gulp!]

Hearing a noise coming from the other end of the phone, Yun Yifei frowned: "Is there anyone else in your house?"

[No, I pressed it. Wow.]

"Why does the flushing sound muffled?"

[The phone I got for free when I topped up my phone bill looks like this. The reception is terrible.]

"But your voice is very clear." She immediately found the flaw in this sentence and asked back.

[Um, okay, actually, my college classmate asked me to help him edit a video. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would think too much. My roommate is a man and a fitness expert. Wow - click]

Lin Muran emphasized the last five words, and a suspicious sound of a linen door slamming could be heard in the background.

"Oh, if you can't hold on any longer, don't try to hold on for the sake of appearances."

Yun Yifei didn't ask any further questions, his tone becoming sharper than before: "Also, if you disappear without a word again, I don't need to tell you what the consequences will be, right?"

[Hiss, I get it, I get it. There definitely won't be a next time. We've been siblings for over a decade. What can I possibly hide from you, Xiaoyun? Wow—]

"Call me sister."

[Got it, Sister Xiaoyun, I have something else to do, so I’ll hang up first.]

I accidentally spoke in this tone again.
After the call ended, Yun Yifei saw the lock screen of the two of them arm in arm. Looking at the photo, he sighed unconsciously.

Why did this happen to me?

Really good fortune.

But he has always refused to call me sister, could it be...
Thinking of this, Yun Yifei held the pendant on her chest, buried her pretty face in the sofa, and her body twitched uncontrollably.

No, they are siblings, this kind of thing...
Not impossible, hehe!!
Boom!
Guwu?!!!
Because she was too excited, Yun Yifei swung her long thighs unconsciously and accidentally kicked the armrest of the sofa. The severe pain from her toes made her curl up and cover her feet, while regaining a lot of her sanity.

In a broad sense, this can also be regarded as a kind of Furui control.
No, it’s not time to open the champagne yet. My brother has too many quirks, so I’d better try it out first.

She unlocked the screen again, paused the interface on the comment section of "How to Conquer a Blue Dragon Girl#Monster Chat 02", and clicked the lightning icon below the text box.

Cloud Made of Rain (recharge 1000 BCoins): Uploader, I want to see the guide to monster girls who are older than me (drooling).

It's just a small account anyway, so the more straightforward the question, the better!
Yun Yifei was also quite curious about what had happened to Lin Muren in the past two months.

Two months ago, Lin Muren suddenly disappeared as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth. It was not until a month later that he suddenly called me and said that he had just gone out for seclusion to practice.

Not only did he become more cheerful, he also gave her a hand-carved pendant asking her not to pursue his disappearance any further. Suspicious, very suspicious.

Yun Yifei's university is different from Lin Muran's, but they are in the same city. She occasionally asks him out for dinner in the name of her parents to learn about his university life.

She knew very well that with her brother's ability to draw a ball as a square, even if he took a year-long training course, he would not be able to draw a monster girl as ugly as the one in the video.

Not to mention drawing so many pictures to make an animated hand-book, and maintaining the pace of updating once every three days.

Could it be that he secretly found a girlfriend who can draw to work as his slave?

No, I must find a reason to move back.

Or a surprise inspection?
After hanging up the phone, Lin Muren's tense nerves, which were like walking on a tightrope, finally relaxed.

I called my older sister, and I don’t know if it was because her tone was cold or because she always asked direct and to the point questions. The pressure was even greater than realizing I hadn’t reviewed the day before the final exam.

Especially there is a dragon constantly splashing water there.

Fortunately, she had caught me editing a video with my college classmates, otherwise there would be no way to hide it.

Bai Mengqing's current cognition is similar to that of a primitive man who has just entered the city. He is curious about everything he sees, so it is normal for him to press a few more times.

But she doesn't listen to herself, and that's a big problem.

The key to training a monster is to control her attention. Don't be afraid of her rebelling, but be afraid that she will turn a deaf ear to your instructions and do whatever she wants.

With her current state of cognition, if she lets it go, the destructive power will be immeasurable, at least the damage it will cause to Lin Muren will be immeasurable.

It seems that this dragon needs to learn a lesson.

But we've only known each other for a short time, so I'd better remind her to be more careful next time.

Lin Muren thought about it and felt that this was not a good idea, so he gave up the idea and pushed open the toilet door. The scene in front of him made him hard.

The fist is hard.

The entire toilet looked like it had exploded, with ink spilled everywhere. Only Bai Mengqing and the toilet were spared.

wow——

Along with the sound of flushing, the small black tornado on the toilet began to dance again, spraying water around crazily, and even turned into black bamboo and extended outward, dyeing the P5 limited edition towel on the shelf from red and black to pure black.

"What are you doing?"

"Lin Muran, this magic weapon called toilet is so powerful, can I move it into the room?"

Bai Mengqing didn't answer, but just knelt in front of the toilet, with his arms clasped in front of his chest, looking at his "masterpiece" with a proud face, and his tail kept hitting the tile floor like a puppy.

"Don't you think it's dirty?"

"With the powerful flow of water and my immortal ink, even a toilet can be transformed into a fairyland in an instant."

"."

Tips: For training humanoid monsters that are not very mature mentally, the techniques passed down from ancient times by humans to teach young monsters are effective.

However, using your hands directly is still a bit disrespectful to the other person.

The strength must be at least as strong as that of traditional folk instruments.

Looking at the constantly shaking dragon's tail, Lin Muren showed an extremely kind smile.

Snapped!
Once the smoke starts, I get so mad that I forget everything and I want to live!
What a great Ansai waist drum!
(End of this chapter)