Macho Harem Paradise Project

Kato Megumi himself was at the upper arm position, and thanks to his excellent arm span, he could sleep with two girls with one hand without feeling crowded.

I don’t know what time it is now, but it’s getting light outside, so it should be time to go to school.

But, I don't want to get up.

The inexplicable sleepiness came over her again, Kato Megumi moved closer to the other person and closed her eyes again.

Having received the deepest care, one feels extremely satisfied.

. . . . . .

Yangming Shuichi got up very early today because he and Eriri had an appointment to go to the comic convention.

He walked in with a brisk and powerful step after being checked by the ticket inspector, wearing a scarlet thin dusk armor, which was a sophisticated scarlet armor generated by the power of the Apocalypse Bird. Just looking at it seemed to be some kind of ominous or disaster.

Behind it is a single wing that is bent up, and is covered with scarlet blood and flesh tissue. The pupils of the far-sighted eyes are densely covered on it. The retracted wings have a ferocious and domineering shape, and one can imagine how majestic it will be when it is spread out.

Such an image would definitely not appear in the public eye, but if it appeared in a comic convention, the situation would be different.

"Oh my god, look at that handsome guy! The props are so realistic!"

"Ahhh! So handsome!"

"What kind of role is that? Why haven't I heard of it before?!"

There is no sense of incongruity when wearing the Bo Ming armor and wings, but it would not be appropriate to hold the Bo Ming giant sword, and you would not be able to pass the security check.

As for why she was dressed like this, it was because of Eriri's request.

"Has Shuichi ever done a cosplay?"

"no, what happened?"

"Can you go to the comic convention this weekend and play a role? You must be very handsome with such good conditions."

"Well, I'll make one myself."

Since the "two-dimensional" that he liked had nothing in common with this world, he entered the scene wearing thin nightgown.

Anyway, if asked, just say it’s a “private setting”.

"Teacher, teacher! Can I collect stamps?"

"Teacher, I want to too!"

Due to his overly outstanding appearance and overly realistic "props", people who wanted to take a photo with Yang Mingxiu had already lined up before he even entered the venue.

It's something that can be foreseen.

Even many photographers with cameras began to gather around and took the opportunity to press the shutter when Yang Ming Xiuyi was taking photos with others.

This is the entrance. There is an endless stream of enthusiasts outside the door rushing in. I found that it became lively right after I came in and couldn't help but come over to see what was going on. As a result, it got out of control.

"Well, I still have to go in and look for someone, so let's shoot later."

Seeing that more and more people were gathering, Yang Ming Xiuyi knew that he would not be able to leave if he did not do something, so he hardened his heart and whispered to those who wanted to take pictures with him.

After saying that, he walked inside without hesitation.

In such occasions, people will inevitably get excited when they see their favorite characters or people who are extremely handsome or beautiful.

Although I did it to satisfy my girlfriend's request, it was still a bit embarrassing. After all, I can't be considered a cosplayer. If I had to count, it would be at most that I was cosplaying myself.

Ying Lili, at stall 005 in Area A.

Looking up at the location, he attracted the attention of people around him as soon as he entered the venue. Yang Mingxiu accelerated forward. If he stopped and was found to be a little idle, he would be surrounded immediately.

As soon as I arrived at Area A, I spotted Sayuri Sawamura with golden twin tails and black hair.

Although she was wearing black-framed glasses and a dark green sportswear, her bright and dazzling blonde hair and her beauty were still blooming. She was exactly his lovely girlfriend.

Eriri Sawamura attends a comic convention as Hakumu Eri.

Since she is a minor, she needs her aunt to help sell her notebooks.

With her aunt's meaningful smile, she took Eriri away and her new destination was the stall of her juniors.

"Xuichi, where did this item come from? What character is it?"

"I designed it myself, custom made."

“This is too realistic…”

?687 Comic Exhibition

He carefully touched the ferocious wings, and found that the dark red texture was very similar to flesh and blood tissue, so he quickly withdrew his hand in fear.

Even though she told herself that it was fake and a prop, it was too real and she felt cringe in her heart.

When she looked so close, she could even feel that those scary-looking eyes seemed to move.

Holding Eriri's hand, there were finally fewer bold admirers. As mentioned before, as long as he acted too idle, he would be surrounded immediately.

As a result, Eriri became a good shield at this time. Holding the girl's hand, she looked less idle.

No matter from which angle you look at it, it doesn’t look like a cosplay prop, but more like some kind of exquisite work of art.

The comic convention in Japan is much more grand than the one held in China. Not to mention the added two-dimensional atmosphere, the fans here are even more enthusiastic.

To each their own. Well, the comic exhibitions here have been commercialized to a very mature level. Compared with large offline meet-and-greets for enthusiasts, they are more like commercial expos with certain attributes.

There are not many people who come here to "have fun", most of them come here to consume.

With Eriri, who was familiar with the route to the comic convention, leading the way, they soon found Hamima Ichigo in the huge venue. Due to the issue of being a minor, her picture books were actually put together for sale in the club, and she didn't originally expect them to be good sales channels, but she unexpectedly found that they were quite good.

"It was a good idea to go to Sawamura-senpai to learn last time."

The emergence of such a mature painter from an inconspicuous small club is a great help to the club.

"I say, you don't really have any idea about going out to sea."

Eriri Sawamura clenched her hands tightly, and the girls around her looked at her as if they wanted to eat her alive. She was not in the same class as Yang Mingxiu, and now she found that she had underestimated this guy's charm.

"Yeah, that's right."

"How many girls are you going to harm before you stop?"

“I haven’t thought about this yet.”

Thinking back, the results I discussed with Shendong Xuecai when I awakened were still too conservative.

At the current rate of progress, let alone double digits, we will be heading straight for triple digits.

The harem apartment is a little too small.

"Then you can't be too bullying. She's still so young when she goes out to sea."

"You are only two years older than her."

"Can that be the same?"

Ying Lili stepped hard on his toes with her little foot. She had noticed that this guy seemed to have no sense of pain, so she was much more ruthless when she attacked.

Speaking of which, 16 and 14 do look similar, but if you compare them, 26 and 28 look much more reasonable.

For example, if high school students fall in love, it’s not a big deal in Japan, but if it happens in junior high school, it’s a big deal.

——In this junior high school alone, there are seven elementary school students at home.

Yang Mingxiu scratched his head, thinking about such a terrible thing. If he told others that his toes were fine, his shoes would be in trouble.

These days they seem to be having a great time. They run home as soon as school is over every day, waiting for me in the room with red faces. They are no longer the weak women who cannot carry water.

Maybe the fabric of the sneakers will be torn by her steps.

Eriri's mouth was pouting so much that a bottle of water could be hung from it. Yangming Shuichi managed to fool her by laughing it off. The girls in the harem now had little contact with him before, but Hamima Ichimi was his junior. If she really joined in, where would he, as a senior, put his face?

Wouldn't that be just like me? I would secretly observe them exercising from various angles afterwards, and would definitely watch them secretly when I go out to sea.

After all, they are all the same type of painters, so it is not difficult to understand why they have this commonality.

"Yangming-senpai! Sawamura-senpai!"

With a smile on his face and a warm wave, Hamima Chukai soon spotted the two contestants who were being subconsciously avoided by the people around them.

"Your work for the exhibition has been completed? You didn't cut any corners, did you?"

Eriri, on the other hand, acted like a senior.

"Of course! Please read it!"

Just like the draft I saw last time, it is a fan-made picture book of "Little Love Rhapsody".

Little Love Rhapsody is the second-dimensional enlightenment work of Izumi Hasumi, abbreviated as "Little Love Rhapsody" or "LLR". The cumulative sales of the entire series have exceeded two million.

"Hoho, if I find you neglecting me..."

Pushing her eyes that were reflecting white light, Sawamura Eriri is now going to see the growth of her juniors. Although she is also worried that the other party will surpass her one day, teacher Hakumu Eriri will not give up easily.

“What…what—!?”

As she flipped through the pages, Eriri Sawamura's hands began to tremble.

It looked as if he would tear the entire notebook in half at any moment due to excessive force.

She had already gotten into her own state, while Yang Mingxiuyi spoke to Xiao Chukai.

"have you eaten yet?"

"I haven't eaten yet. What would you like to eat, Senior Yangming? There is a snack stand not far from here."

"I don't need it."

She took out the oolong tea from the thin lining of the nightgown and handed it to Chu Hai. It was not noticeable because she was wearing a school uniform before, but now she was wearing casual clothes, and her white shirt was almost visible.

"Thank you, Senior Yangming!"

He was quite polite and bowed solemnly to express his gratitude. His proud part bounced up and down with gravity and traction, with an indescribable elasticity and softness.

"I've been busy all morning and I'm thirsty."

He unscrewed the bottle cap and started to take small sips, then Hamajima Chukai approached Yangming Shuichi with shining eyes.

"What a cool prop! Which club made this?"

“I guess I did it myself.”

It's fair to say that it's the reward for defeating the Apocalypse Bird.

"Can I touch it?"

"can."

"Great!"

She cheered and raised her hand to touch it, and then had the same reaction as Eriri. The overly realistic shape and the hideous and even disgusting scarlet lines on the surface of the armor made her retreat immediately.

It looks okay if you just look at it, but when you touch it, it doesn't feel fake.

"This level of completion... You really only took a week to complete the first draft to this level?"

It seemed that Sawamura Eriri had finished reading. She stepped over and grabbed Hamima Izumi's shoulders and started shaking him.

"Senior? Yes, I have been up all night for a few days. I have no energy for classes these days."

"How is that possible? If I were to come, it would take at least half a month,"

It seems that what was destroyed was not the painting skills, but the speed and efficiency.

“You guys are really working hard.”

Yang Ming Xiuyi couldn't help but look sideways. Freelance amateur creators like them were relatively lucky. As long as their progress could catch up with the exhibitions they wanted to publish their works for, it would be fine.

?688 No one here

If I enter a company in the future and face the pressure from my boss or editor to submit manuscripts, I will have a miserable life where I have to draw when I eat and fall asleep when I am tired of drawing.

"Would you like to go shopping together?"

"Good~"

"Alright."

Compared to the devastated Eriri, Hamima Izumiya is still much more energetic.