Zongman: Succubus Shota, a new ability every day

He suddenly spoke with some curiosity.

"Does Moeba care about this Hoshino-san?"

Upon hearing this, Fujiwara Moeha averted her gaze and revealed a subtle and playful smile.

"I just think she's so cute. If she cries while being bullied, wouldn't she be even cuter..."

When Shirogane Kei heard Fujiwara Moe's dangerous words, a few dark lines appeared in his blue-purple eyes.

She didn't know how many times she had seen Fujiwara Moe say yandere and sinister words with a cute smile on her face.

If she wasn't a good friend of Fujiwara Moeha and knew her character well, she would have kept her distance from her long ago.

"By the way, what did Sister Qianhua give you this morning?"

Bai Yingui asked curiously.

Fujiwara Moe was slightly stunned and said casually.

"Nothing much, just some pictures I took a few days ago."

"Hey, did you and Chika-sister and the others take pictures? How was it? Let me see!"

"It hasn't been washed out yet. I'll show it to you next time!"

Fujiwara Moeha said evasively.

They did take photos.

But the subject of the photo is a little boy!

And it was a sneak shot!

In fact, she was the one who proposed this proposal...

Take a picture of Shiraishi Asahi, put it in your bag, on your body, or even clip it to your chest... This way you can be with Asahi Asahi all the time...

"Oh no, my thoughts will start to go crazy again..."

Fujiwara Moeha shook her short twintails and put aside the thoughts that were gradually becoming dangerous in her mind.

However, she recalled Fujiwara Chika's casual demeanor in the morning, as if she had become desensitized to Shiraishi Asa's photo?

Obviously I worked so hard to get it...

"Or, is there any new progress with Sister Qianhua and Xiaoqian?"

Fujiwara Moeha narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly.

If that's the case, then Sister Qianhua cannot be forgiven!

As for why she cares about Hoshino Ai.

It was also in the morning that Fujiwara Chika specifically told her that Hoshino Ai was Shiraishi Asa's sister.

The implication was that she should pay more attention to Hoshino Ai.

It seems that he has a very special relationship with Xiao Qian!

"Humph, at best she's just a sister..."

noon.

Shuchiin High School.

A voluptuous girl with long straight black legs and slender black silk stockings was holding a small stack of scrap manuscripts.

Walking anxiously in the corridor.

"Teacher Kasumi Shiko, sales of the first volume of 'Love Metronome' are very poor!"

"If the next volume doesn't improve, then the third volume will definitely be cut short!"

The editor's message was still fresh in her mind, and the more she thought about it, the more irritated she became.

The long black silk legs in round-toed patent leather shoes moved back and forth on the ground at a high frequency.

She was both irritable and confused.

Because she maintained her curiosity and desire for challenges in literature, she chose to write a light romance novel.

Although, she has never been in love!

Writing the first volume had already drained away all her imaginations about love.

The response after publication was mediocre.

This instantly shattered Kasumigaoka Utaha's confidence in being hailed as a literary talent.

I have no experience in love, no secret crush, and no romantic emotions.

After receiving the editor's assertion that the third volume would be cut off, Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't even finish the second volume.

The manuscript I wrote two days ago looks worse and worse the more I read it.

Needless to say, if this kind of text plot is published as the second volume, it will be a disaster!

If it were someone else, the article might have been abandoned without the editorial department having to cut it.

Kasumigaoka Utaha looks quiet, but she is actually a stubborn person.

Once you decide on something, you must give it your all.

"But, what are the emotions of love like..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha bit her cherry lips in confusion and paced back and forth in the corridor with her head down.

Around the corner, a small figure walked out.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was a little distracted, but she also noticed this little boy.

As soon as I stopped, a head with blonde twintails popped out.

Boom!

The two heads collided directly with each other.

Kasumigaoka Utaha subconsciously grabbed the little boy in front of her, but she didn't expect to fall to the ground with him.

Manuscripts and drawings were scattered all over the floor.

"Hey, it hurts!"

The girl opposite covered her blonde head and cried out in pain.

Just as Kasumigaoka Utaha was about to scream out in pain, an indescribable joy suddenly surged from her body and mind.

Her cherry lips opened slightly.

The cry of pain turned into a soft moan.

"Sister, are you okay?"

A childish voice came into my ears.

Kasumigaoka Utaha opened her beautiful eyes, and a handsome and flawless face came into view. Those clear eyes were looking at her with a little worry.

Pounding!

The moment she looked into the eyes of the little boy, Kasumigaoka Utaha felt a throbbing sensation like an electric current surging through her body and mind.

The heartbeat speeds up significantly.

Her delicate body gradually became soft.

Although she has never been in love, she has read many 18X books in order to write the book "Love Metronome".

She is not some innocent little girl!

The throbbing in her body and mind caused by the little boy made her pretty face flush instantly.

"I……"

Her cherry lips just opened slightly, but after feeling the slightly trembling voice, she immediately closed them again.

She felt that her voice would become strange at this moment.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's limbs were a little weak, but she was quite calm and sober as she pulled up the little boy in front of her.

"I'm fine..."

A trembling voice rang out.

Only then did she realize that the girl with blonde twintails who had bumped into her just now was hurriedly picking up the drawings on the ground.

Her movements were so quick that Kasumigaoka Utaha could only vaguely see two figures, one big and one small, on the drawing.

At this time, Eriri Sawamura picked up some of the drawings she had drawn last night with the fastest speed of her life.

By the way, he also picked up the manuscript of the girl in front of him that he had knocked down.

"Excuse me, I picked up your files for you too!"

Eriri Sawamura handed the manuscript to Utaha Kasumigaoka.

The two women looked at each other, and there was a hint of surprise in their beautiful eyes.

They know each other!

The circle among the Shuchiin literary society is not large.

One is a talented girl who often writes plays for the drama club, the other is the ace of the art department, and most importantly, they are both super high school level beauties!

However, there was no private communication between them.

Because they subconsciously feel that the other person is the type they hate!

"Goodbye, Kasumigaoka-senpai!"

Eri Sawamura decisively pulled Shiraishi Asa away and walked towards the art club.

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at the other person's departing back, her beautiful eyes fixed on the small figure she was holding.

"Is that little shota Sawamura Eriri's younger brother?"

With her delicate hands on her chest, she could vaguely feel her accelerated heartbeat.

This little boy gave her a very special feeling.

It’s the first time in my life!

Although it was only a brief contact, it gave her some inspiration.

"What a pity, he's still a little brother..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha thought with some regret.

I looked down at the scraps in my hand and unexpectedly found a drawing mixed in.

"Sawamura Eriri, are you confused?..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha took out the drawing and took a look at it.

Her beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed and her cherry lips opened slightly.

There is only one picture, but the scale is quite large.

The most important thing is that she recognized the prototypes of the girl and the little boy in the drawing at a glance!

"That Sawamura Eriri..."

Utaha Kasumigaoka fell into confusion.

For some reason, Bai Shiqian's face appeared in her mind. Looking at the drawing in her hand, she suddenly felt a little sad.

"And he used his feet..."

She lowered her head to look at her jade feet wrapped in black silk stockings, her beautiful eyes moving slightly.

Art Department.

In Eriri's private little room.

Eriri's fair and delicate face was flushed red, her beautiful eyes were wandering as she turned her head, and her stubborn cherry lips were trembling.

"Hmph, don't get me wrong, I'm just lacking inspiration. I asked you to come here today just for practice!"

"Yeah, it's all practice, using your feet and stuff... the door."