Can I draw Eromanga forever?

"Moshimoshi, Mom——"

"How much?! Don't do anything to my daughter!... My Ichiri-chan doesn't exercise at all, stays up late every day, and has had her organs exorcised many times by a master. Her organs are definitely not worth much!!"

"Ah... ah?"

Pochi: 6?9

Volume 108: Chapter Lao Deng, is it safe for me to park my ghost fire downstairs of your house?

The night is getting dark.

A black luxury car was driving on the national highway, heading towards Kanazawa Eight Views.

Precisely--

The destination is 18-2 Yanagimachi, next to Kanazawa Church, Kanazawa-ku, Yokohama City, Kanagawa Prefecture, Japan, zip code: 236-0026.

Owner: Mr. Goto.

It is also the residence of the famous online guitar blogger "guitar hero"...

Goto Ichiri was sitting timidly in the back seat of the car, holding his Gibson Les Paul Custom, and occasionally stealing a glance at Lin You or the night view outside the car window.

It was very quiet in the bed. Pochi was a little worried that his heartbeat was too loud and might be heard by others. He was still struggling with this.

——Takina is driving.

——Lin You was replying to the messages piling up on his phone: Xia Shizi, Zhuzhu, Miao Meng…

Kasumi Shiko's new book seems to be trying to explore the theme of a true harem; Zhuzhu has been very polite online, sending cosplay photos to ask if it's appropriate; Miaomeng is asking for a collaboration, and "Kasugano Yuu" says: "Next time, I will definitely..."

Although I am Miao Meng's number one anti-fan, Lin You thought, how could a beauty video blogger collaborate with me, who is almost equivalent to a Vtuber, "Kasugano Yuu"?

perhaps.

Not as good as the "guitar hero" around you?

Lin You's gaze shifted from the phone screen to the little Pochi who was hunched over and had a rather "weak" posture beside him.

Her hair was very long, with bangs covering her eyes, and was almost casually spread out, making the pink hair of Houbunsha's classic heroine fall like satin on Pochi's back, touching her plump and round buttocks.

Although her clothes are terrible, she always wears her signature pink tracksuit and yellow and blue hairpins, and she even wears track pants under her short skirt when she goes to school, but...

If you look closely, Pochi-chan's figure is exactly like that of a heroine.

She had a slender and slightly plump figure with a wonderful R-shaped body, a small and delicate face, and a skin as white as snow. Despite sitting in such a timid posture, Lin You could occasionally see the curve of her hips that were wider than her shoulders.

Not only is there a hidden giant, Pochi actually has an even more hidden big fat ass...

Lin You admired in his heart: She is so kind.

but.

Pochi shivered.

She was gloomy, socially anxious, and didn't dare to speak. Even though her yin jiao was sensitive to sight, allowing Boqi to notice Lin You's gaze in an instant, she could only shrink her head and dared not look up.

I could only cry out in my heart: What, what, what, what, what happened? Did I make him unhappy? I'm sorry!

＞ People <

I don’t know why, but I apologize in my heart first!

"...Pochi-chan, how was today's live?" Lin You asked at this time.

"what……"

The social anxiety problem has come back again.

He rarely spoke, and when he did, his words would often get stuck, his throat coughing, which reminded Pochi of the awkward moment he had just called his mother.

"The live was great, the band was great, my teammates were all great... It felt like a dream..."

Pochi answered in his heart.

Then he said, "S-Sorry... I'm sorry for causing you trouble..."

Lin You smiled. "No need to apologize, especially to me. As someone from the neighboring Celestial Empire, I don't mind causing trouble in interpersonal relationships... Rather, being able to cause trouble without scruples is proof of a good relationship."

"Eh……"

Pochi was startled.

I don’t know whether he was concerned about nationality or Lin You’s words.

Lin You continued, "But, as for the apology or thanks, you should tell Hong Xia. She is the leader of our "End Band"... It's thanks to her that we found you, isn't it?"

“Ah, ah… yes…”

Pochi nodded timidly.

She was probably really grateful to Hongxia, but her actions acted as if she was being coerced.

"Lin, Lin You... Thank you too..." Pochi took a breath, his tone subdued, and then slowly said, "Thank you for letting someone like me perform such a great live..."

"is it?"

Lin You glanced at her.

Strictly speaking, this was just the first time we met little Pochi, so it was surprising that he could speak such a long paragraph and express his inner thoughts.

Is it the power of rock?

Under Lin You's guidance, the exhilarating guitar solo made Pochi look more like a guitar hero...

Lin You couldn't help but smile.

"Just call me 'You', Pochi-chan. Although 'Lin You' can be roughly pronounced in Japanese, the angular pronunciation of 'Lin' doesn't suit you, does it?"

“Ah… Ok, ok…”

"It would be even better if you could call me by some nicknames, like Kikuri likes to call me 'Yuu-chan'... But, let's take it slow later, right?"

"Ah... um... um..."

The socially anxious girl pursed her pink lips, her bangs covering her timid eyes, which were as beautiful as glass beads. She secretly peeked at Lin You in the night through the car window.

I didn’t dare look at it for too long.

I hate shojo manga, I hate youth/youth complex, and of course I hate things like male idols...

But, Lin You...

"Asahi... there really is a handsome guy who's so gentle to me. He's so considerate and attentive to me... and he even knows rock music. With him around, I can always play my guitar so well..."

"...I want to form a lifelong "end band"! "

The rest of the things.

Pochi didn't dare to hope for the time being, or perhaps her mind wasn't yet able to reach that level. In Lin You's Shura Field, Pochi couldn't figure out what everyone was doing...

"We're here, Pochi-chan."

"what……"

In delusion.

Lin You's voice rang out, and Takina parked the car steadily outside the one-family house where Pochi lived.

Pochi looked at it blankly.

I felt like I was still immersed in my previous fantasy. The lights were on in Goto's house. Although the door was closed, I had an inexplicable illusion that I was facing the final level...

It feels so oppressive.

Are my parents really trying to raise money to redeem me?

But I really formed a band, and the first live show was a huge success!

Pochi bit his lip, held his breath, and stepped out of the car with a determined look in his eyes. But—

flutter--

He lost his balance in the first step and almost fell to the ground. His vision went dark, but fortunately, Lin You grabbed his shoulder.

"This is the second time I've said this to the band girl, but, Pochi-chan..."

Lin You lowered his eyes, looked into those cute, timid eyes like a fawn, and said seriously, "I think you can be proud and proud of this... Pochi-chan, you are the miraculous "guitar hero" of our "End Band."

"Hmm...huh?"

"guitar hero"?

Pochi nodded repeatedly, then suddenly stiffened.

accidental?

Open the box?

"Pochi-chan, you play the guitar so well, and you even revealed that you would upload a video of yourself playing the guitar... Everyone in the band is your fan, right? Except for me, everyone will find out sooner or later." Lin You said.

"Fans, fans!"

"..."

Very good, it seems that Poqi, which automatically extracts key items, should not be nervous anymore.

"By the way, I'm Kasugano Yuu, maybe we can collaborate..."

"what……"

Pochi's attention was completely diverted.

at this time.

The door of the Goto family opened.

"Money, money... One hundred million yen, it's all here!!"

"Nice to meet you, uncle. I'm Goto-san's bandmate..."

"what……?"

"..."

The suitcase and 10,000 10,000 yen bills have an overly strong presence. Although they are as big as a bag of tissue paper, the stacked Fukuzawa Yukichi still has a strong visual impact.

Anyway-

Goto Ichiri was dumbfounded.

Her father, Goto Naoki, was also standing there in a daze. Goto Michiyo and Goto Jiri, who had stuck their heads out from behind the entrance, were carefully observing Lin You and the unharmed Pochi.

Lin You looked ordinary at the moment, dressed in the Sobu High School uniform. It was a Western-style outfit, with a shirt and a uniform, neatly dressed, and his hair was neatly cut.

He handed over his student ID card.

"Uncle, my name is Lin You, a student at Chiba City Sobu High School, and I'm forming a band with your daughter."

Student ID and uniform are the most convenient and easiest proof.

Lin You said this humbly, and at the same time took out his mobile phone and played the live video recorded by Youxi.

"Today is our first live performance of the 'Ending Band'. Look, uncle, Goto-kun's guitar playing is really amazing..."

“Ah…ah, really?”

Goto Naoki looked at Lin You's student ID and the video of that dazzling performance in disbelief.

The whole venue was seamless, and both the audience and the band were captivated by the song, which was so powerful it made me want to cry, and the guitar solo that was so stunning and cathartic...

and many more? !

This girl wearing the "Perfectly Ripe Mango" cardboard box is my daughter?! !

Goto Naoki was in a complicated mood.

I was passive for a moment and couldn't speak.

Goto Michiyo came over and looked at Lin You with curiosity and surprise——

Polite, mature, good-looking, knows rock, is a keyboardist and lead singer... and even offered to take Yili home...

Eh, could it be... Goto Michiyo was paying attention to something different, looking meaningfully at her weak daughter who was huddled beside Lin You.