World Aid Guide

Mashiro is well aware that the bottleneck in her manga is not her drawing skills but her storyline.

Oil painting is different from comics. In comics, the plot is more important than the drawing skills.

But as for the plot... Mashiro, who had very little contact with people before, couldn't think of any appealing plot.

If what Aki Tomoya said is true, then perhaps we can use visual novels as a reference for the plot, so it wouldn't hurt to check it out.

"Great!"

Renya clenched his fists excitedly and looked at Eriri, whose face was pale, with a hint of pride.

How will you know if it will work if you don't try?

Although I only agreed to visit, that's already half the battle won!

If you let her understand the charm of visual novels during the visit, she will definitely participate!

Seeing Mashiro's slightly expectant look, Nanami sighed.

I'll ask someone to cover my shift this afternoon. Since I promised the teacher I'd look after Shiina, I'll see it through.

What if the naive Shiina gets scammed?

This is not okay.

"Shiina-kun, I'll go with you!"

Chapter 73: Mashiro: What does your dream have to do with me?

As the school bell rang, Tomoya couldn't wait to pull Mashiro into the club.

Before setting off, Mashiro sent Sakura a message on her phone saying she was going to visit a club.

"Shiina-kun, have you ever heard of visual novels? They're..."

Along the way, Tomoya kept recommending his visual novel to Mashiro.

Mashiro didn't show any expression, but Nanami looked like she couldn't stand it... She had the exact same experience.

Ever since I met him while working, and he found out that I dreamed of becoming a voice actor, he has been pestering me. Because of this, I even quit my part-time job at the convenience store near the school and changed to another job.

Because once someone gets harassed, it will definitely affect other guests. To put it nicely, it's called being self-centered; to put it bluntly, it's called harassment, but it's limited to verbal harassment.

Mashiro looks clueless and probably isn't good at handling things. If Shiina isn't interested, then help her refuse!

The three of them quickly arrived at the clubroom.

The girl sitting in the classroom turned her head after hearing footsteps.

"Mr. Ethics, where did you pick up this girl from again?"

A white hairband can be seen among her waist-length, ink-black hair. Beneath the Ark Academy uniform, which is held high, lies the girl's perfectly voluptuous body. Her full legs are encased in black stockings beneath her skirt.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, a well-known light novel author, is currently struggling with her new book.

"This is our new transfer student, a world-class genius oil painter!"

Renya couldn't wait to take his laptop out of his bag and open the folder containing the games.

"Shiina-kun, every game here is full of laughs, tears, and cute moments. They are among the best bishoujo games of our time." Before Mashiro could even choose, Rin had already clicked on one of the games.

Mashiro didn't object; instead, she took the mouse and started playing with it seriously.

A short while later, Eriri and Kato Megumi walked into the classroom together. Kato Megumi, who had a very low profile, quietly sat down to the side and played on her phone, while Eriri sat to the side watching. Meanwhile, Tomoya was passionately explaining the game to Mashiro.

"Shiina-kun, did you know? In the end, the heroine will..."

"It's so noisy," Mashiro said calmly.

Zhenbai's straightforward expression left Lun somewhat at a loss, and after hesitating for a while, he finally closed his mouth.

Seeing Tomoya's discomfiture after his failed attempt to persuade her, Eriri burst out laughing, while Utaha lay on the table, her shoulders trembling, clearly struggling to hold back her laughter.

Mashiro was engrossed in playing a game, Eriri and Kato Megumi were playing on their phones, Utaha was reading a novel, and Nanami was sitting in a chair fishing.

Tomoya, sitting next to Maboshiro, felt extremely uncomfortable, wanting to speak but unable to, and could only awkwardly adjust his glasses from time to time.

After a while, Mashiro stood up.

"I'm hungry, I want to go back."

"Shiina-kun, what do you think? Isn't this game great?"

"Hmm, that's interesting."

Mashiro nodded.

"Interesting? Great! Join our community and let's make a game that's just as fun, or even better! I really need you."

"No."

Mashiro's unwavering refusal surprised Tomoya. Why would she refuse when she was clearly interested in visual novels?

Why doesn't Shiina-san want to join?

Why should I join?

With a blank expression, Mashiro retorted... Mashiro doesn't have any emotional intelligence.

"I had a fateful encounter on the slope last week! I want to turn this scene, like the prologue of a game, into a game to perfectly recreate the emotion of that moment. This is my dream!"

“So…” Mashiro tilted her head, “What does your dream have to do with me? I just want to draw comics.”

Tomoya was taken aback when he heard Mashiro's words.

What does my dream have to do with her?

"Um..." Renya explained somewhat flusteredly, "Utaha-senpai is a popular author, her stories are bound to be amazing, Eriri is also a manga artist, if we add Shiina-san to the mix, it'll definitely be..."

"What does this have to do with me?" Mashiro said expressionlessly, ignoring Rin who was standing there dumbfounded, and then turned her gaze to Eriri. "Can I see your manga?"

Eriri gritted her teeth and glared at Tomoya. She had clearly said that he was not allowed to mention the manga at school, but this guy had revealed everything in order to get her to join!

"Uh..." Eriri blinked frantically, "I didn't bring my manga... Next time, next time, hahaha..."

"Um, your phone. What's your phone number?"

Hearing that Mashiro didn't dwell on the manga anymore, Eriri breathed a sigh of relief and, as if afraid that Mashiro would bring up the manga again, gave Mashiro her phone number.

After getting the number, Mashiro left the classroom without looking back, and Nanami quickly followed.

In the classroom, Tomoya stared blankly in the direction Mashiro had left... Right, this was his dream, what did it have to do with her?

"Utaha-senpai, Eriri... Kato-kun, are you... are you interested in my game?"

“Ah, that’s right, not interested.” Eriri crossed her arms and looked away. “They talk a good game, but when it comes to the crucial parts, they just pass the buck to others. The project is a complete mess. It’s like a producer who shamelessly claims that you can make a lot of money just by being happy. It’s like a scam.”

"Senior Shiyu?"

Shi Yu closed the novel.

"To put it mildly, your enthusiasm is misdirected, and your efforts are completely misguided; to put it bluntly, it's... garbage."

Renya trembled as he looked at Kato Megumi beside him.

“Um…” Kato Megumi scratched her cheek, “It’s a good dream, but… it takes up a lot of time every day.”

Lun left the classroom dejectedly, as if he had lost all his strength.

What does my dream have to do with them?

Why do they want to realize their dreams?

After Tomoya left, Eriri spoke softly, "Um...did we go too far?"

"Is Sawamura-kun interested in his game? This is just to help him face reality as soon as possible and not indulge in fantasies."

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"this......"

Eriri smiled awkwardly. She had absolutely no interest in Tomoya's games. Utaha and Kato Megumi were in the same boat, showing little interest in his games.

If it were anyone else, they wouldn't even join the club. Eriri only helped out because they were childhood friends.

However, Eriri didn't come away empty-handed... She got the contact information of a world-class painter, who might be able to teach her painting techniques!

Chapter 74 Mashiro: You don't want others to know you're drawing comics, do you?

Mashiro was unaware of and didn't care about what was happening in the clubroom; she was hungry and wanted to go back for dinner.

"Zhenbai~"

As soon as Mashiro stepped out of the school gate, she saw Sakura waiting there. The bright-eyed girl looked hazy and beautiful in the setting sun.

"I'm hungry," Mashiro said casually. "I want to eat Baumkuchen."

"Let's eat the Baumkuchen tomorrow. My brother should have finished cooking by now."

Sakura turned her gaze to Nanami.

"I'm Chen Ying from Class 1, Grade 2. You must be Aoyama-kun, right? Mashiro, I'm sorry to have troubled you today. Leave the rest to me. Which way are you going, Aoyama-kun? Let's go together if it's on the way."