Why are there only loser heroines around me?

........

...

The next day, lunch break.

Run by the supernatural society.

The lucky cat lying quietly on the mahogany table is a masterpiece that Lemon spent two and a half days to create. Lemon is not very dexterous, but fortunately the image of the cat teacher is relatively simple. In addition, she spent two and a half days practicing repeatedly, and finally selected the most similar one from multiple finished products.

It is about half the size of a palm and looks cute. It is a little different from the samples in the album provided by the merchant when buying space mud, but if it is put in the "student homework", it will definitely get an excellent grade.

Xiaoju's work is "Crow".

Maybe because she was tortured by crows a few days ago, her works are crazy and dark. Each crow has a ferocious expression. She made six in total, each with a different shape, some flapping their wings as if flying, and some spreading their wings like a swallow nesting, intending to peck people with their sharp beaks.

Yanai looked closer and couldn't help but reach out to touch the crow's feathers.

She also bought "DIY small feathers" for handmade use, but they didn't seem to have such a real texture.

"Xiaoju, where did you buy your feathers? They feel so real."

"Hee." Xiaoju in the corner suddenly shrugged and showed a dark smile.

"This isn't some handmade feather..."

"But it's a real feather I picked up from school that day when the crows were rampaging..."

"I cut them into pieces, glued them to the skeleton of space clay, and finally made it into this shape."

"Ugh!" Lemon immediately took five or six steps back upon hearing this. "Xiaoju, your expression just now was so scary... It felt like you were possessed by a second personality."

"Hehehe~~" Xiaoju felt a little smug for some reason.

"Yana~" Lemon said at this time, "Where's your DIY?"

"Ha!" Yanami seemed to have been waiting for the other party to question her. She pointed her finger forward and, with absolute confidence, pulled out a very gorgeous golden base from behind the chair! Anyone who buys figures regularly knows that the more expensive the figure, the better the base it comes with. The base Yanami pulled out actually shone with a color like pure gold. Correspondingly, the base must also be placed with a matching DIY model.

A strange object made of a mixture of gray and white space mud, with vaguely human-like hands and feet visible.

"Hahaha~!" Lemon pointed at the lump of stuff on the base and said, "Yanaimi, is this stinky mud you made? Well... it looks like it!"

"Stupid Lemon! This is a low-level demon from Hell!"

"Damn it!" Yanaijian ruffled his hair with both hands. "It wasn't like this when I brought it into class this morning! I don't know which boy bumped into me when I went to the bathroom during break! I can't say for sure which girl did it, but if I catch them, I'm going to teach them a lesson!"

Weird accidents happen all the time; that's just the way life is.

Ukyo looked at Yanami who was going crazy beside him, but did not expose her little thoughts. When he went downstairs this morning, he took a look at Yanami's model. Before it was damaged, it did not look like a low-level demon. It is difficult to make the disgusting and terrifying low-level demon with children's toys such as space mud. So no matter how hard Yanami tried last night, the things she made were not scary. Ukyo felt that its shape this morning was more like the kappa in "One Hundred Demons Night Parade".

Perhaps Yanami had stolen from her work to avoid showing it to Komari Lemon, ruining it himself. But Ukyo wasn't sure; she never spoke without proof.

When doing this kind of handmade DIY, it is best to imagine the image of the object in your mind first. If not, it is best to use a picture of the real object for comparison. It is impossible for ordinary people to face low-level demons, so the only time Yanami had seen a demon was probably when he glanced at it from the side in the beef hotpot restaurant that day.

In this case, it is normal that she cannot pinch it out.

.......

"Ajing, we've finished our presentation, what's yours?"

Xiaoju was surprised at the nickname that suddenly popped out of Yanaijian's mouth.

After realizing that Ukyo did not resist the name, Xiaoju's heart sank. It seemed that their relationship had progressed again.

Sure enough... Sure enough... She mocked herself in her heart. She actually had unrealistic youthful fantasies about the boss while typing every night. Since Yanajian could be so cruel as to remove the "wrap-up" from her childhood sweetheart whom she had known for 12 years, shouldn't she also let Ukyo "wrap-up" in her own script?

After so many days, her work has become unexpectedly popular. It is currently ranked second on the new book list and 209th on the Wenhao Station overall list. The points on the overall list largely depend on the sales of e-books, that is, the number of people who pay to read, but Xiaoju has not started charging yet. Her editor said that newcomers should not be too anxious about charging. It doesn't matter if the first volume is completely free. As long as the paper book can be printed, the money earned will not be small. The top priority is to increase exposure on the Internet now.

In this regard, the situation in Japan is different from that in China.

Xiaoju didn't know whether Ukyo had checked the new book list on Bungo Station. He either didn't see his new book, or he saw it but didn't say anything.

Xiaoju hopes that Ukyo can find the book in which she hides her secret love.

But she didn't want Ukyo to find out, because the probability of her failure in this "battle" was greater than the last one, so it seemed like a good idea to continue the current relationship. But adolescent love is like a Möbius loop: once you fall into it, you can never get out.

Xiaoju often wonders when she fell into the Möbius loop of youth?

Volume 90: Chapter So, I have to... learn to take care of myself...

The answer might be that she was under the tutelage of Ukyo Tachibana, who was the top student in the school and the best demon-slaying ability in Toyohashi.

Ukyo Tachibana is a man with many strange quirks, but his shining point can dazzle others. First, he is a good fighter. He can fight against several eighth-level sword masters alone. If those ghosts and spirits did not each have special abilities, they would not be his opponents in terms of physical skills.

Secondly, he has a lot of money. Yanami has become a wealthy woman who can eat as much as she wants all over Japan just by being his assistant. I heard that even the school leaders are envious of the salary he offers Yanami. Not to mention the three-story mansion of Ukyo's family, what makes him even richer is that he has a private server cluster in the basement of his house with an annual maintenance fee of hundreds of thousands of US dollars, and Ukyo set it up just to be able to travel faster.

There are only a few people he can admire in his life. He even dared to mock the school leaders during a school speech. He even disdained President Skylark, who ranked first on the "Perfect Girlfriend List" of Shifu High School. Even though he is so aloof, he said to himself, "I think your facial features are quite delicate." "In your script, you are the protagonist, and you can put an end to anything you don't like."

How could she defend? How could she defend? So falling into the "ring" wasn't her fault at all; any other corner wouldn't be able to withstand that combination of punches.

Yanami and Lemon both noticed that the smile on Xiaoju's face was a bit vulgar. They always felt that she was not laughing at the contract-like figurine that Yanami had made...

Of course, they are not paying attention to Xiaoju at the moment.

It was a DIY model made by Ukyo——

This man does not pursue perfection, but always tries his best to do everything. His works are definitely worth looking forward to.

Youjing carefully took out the model from the cardboard box. He seldom treated a toy with such a serious attitude, but for this thing, he kept testing the printer parameters for several nights. Only people who have played with 3D printers know how tiring the parameter adjustment is. His eyes were inflamed, and he could see a lot of red bloodshot when he looked in the mirror in the morning. He put two drops of levofloxacin before coming to school.

When the "art" covered in the glass container appears, it seems to be brought out with particle light effects, just like Himimiya Karen!

The three of them saw "art" and "god", but they also saw hell opening up -

On the elevated road, a dazzling light shone from a mid-air portal, and a golden spear burst into brilliant lightning! A dark figure stood in the light, wearing a silver mask and riding an eight-legged steed that breathed lightning!

The young man in front of the god held the sword in both hands, maintaining a certain Iai posture. It seemed that he was going to have a decisive battle with the god, but in fact he had already swung the sword many times. However, those previous sword strikes that were like real blades disintegrated into scattered white fragments before they touched him. This scene was very "anime" style, because there was no "sword energy" that could be slashed out in reality.

All the blade fragments were finely modeled and inserted into the base with thin transparent rollers. If you don't look carefully, it's hard to notice. The midday sun shines through, and the transparent kaleidoscope-like light explodes on the plastic civilians, which actually gives off a sense of "the sword shadow is shattered by the fire wave".

Even if some molten iron splashed onto his mask and blue wind cloak, it only added some iron-colored patterns.

As for the appearance of the young man in front of him, there was a hint of mockery in the eyes of the God King. He seemed to think that he could easily tear the young man into pieces. He raised his gun to summon lightning. There was azure electric wire hanging on the boy's shoulder. It felt like he would be disintegrated by the lightning in the next moment, but the boy was concentrating on the last knife, and it looked like he was not someone to be trifled with. His long windbreaker rustled in the rain, as if this last knife was the finale to bury the God King!

"Ten thousand dollars!"

Xiaoju suddenly said that she didn't stutter this time.

"What?" Yanai asked subconsciously.

"I'm saying, $10,000! If you put it up for sale on Amazon, this is definitely a super-quality product. If you don't have $10,000, don't even think about buying it!"

What Xiaoju said was a bit exaggerated. It is rare to see a figure that costs ten thousand dollars. If no one hypes the figure, or if there is no big company to give the figure the corresponding IP value, it is difficult for the figures made by amateur bloggers using 3D printing technology to sell at a high price. Of course, this is also related to the quality of the 3D printer. Many military-grade printers on the market cost an astronomical figure just to start them up.

Secondly, the printing material used for the model will also determine the price of the model.

Ukyo's printer isn't military-grade. He uses a Takutake X1 Carbom, a standard feature in many model shops. Starting at $2000, the model he uses is this year's new deluxe edition, capable of printing with a wider range of materials. He uses PLA and matte, sacrificing toughness for greater precision. "Odin" has virtually no visible excess layering.

He estimated that if his model were put up for auction on Amazon, the selling price would not exceed 1000 RMB. If it met some avid fans of Norse mythology, it might be higher.

Youjing would definitely not put this thing up for auction online.

In fact, this thing has not been completed yet. He plans to make a water circulation device for this model before the Ishinobi Festival begins, so that rain can drip from the top of the glass cover. This will be the perfect scene in his "imagination" in his mind.

Everyone in the world fantasizes about something they can't possibly do.

In novels, Xiaoju would fantasize about becoming the strongest demon slayer with Onikiri.

Ukyo also fantasized that he could fight a god with a sword on that elevated road.

........

...

That night.

The Supernatural Society’s celebration party.

The Ishinobi Festival hasn't started yet, but everyone has worked hard to make the models in their hands. The most important thing is that everyone's work is free of charge, so that their own club can be more respectable at the Ishinobi Festival. So Ukyo feels that as the leader of this group, he should treat them to a meal as a reward after everyone's hard work.

He promised Yunque and Tian Aixing that he would treat the student union members to a meal if he had the chance.

But not today.

There is no need to invite outsiders to internal gatherings.

Ukyo still loved his iced Americano, but when the meal arrived, it was replaced with hot cocoa for some reason.

He looked at the three girls sitting across the table, wondering who had secretly replaced his menu.

Xiaoju was holding a cup of hot strawberry au lait.

Lemon ordered a regular Coke.

Yanaijian didn't order a drink, but instead ordered some kind of cool four-layer ice cream cup. The top layer was decorated with chocolate chips and hazelnuts, which looked very appetizing.

"See you in Yana." Ukyo suddenly asked, "Have you been going to the dojo to train on time recently?"

Hearing this, Yana hummed twice and proudly showed her big biceps to Ukyo. Ukyo didn't see any changes in her muscles. The training in the kendo dojo can be called "aerobic", so it is normal that the muscle lines have not changed.

"Why did Ukyo suddenly ask that?"

"Because I feel like you've gained some weight recently."

"Boys can't call girls fat~"

Ukyo frowned slightly. "I'm just worried that you won't be able to run the next time you go on a mission with me. If I hadn't shown up at the end of that mission in America, would you have been able to outrun those blood servants and nobles with your stamina?"

You Jing seemed to be thinking seriously about something. "I think it's necessary for you to train in track and field. I vaguely remember that when we fought against Hanba, I dragged you along to run."

"lemon."

Lemon, who was devouring a hamburger, suddenly put down the food in his hand, saluted, and said with a teasing smile: "Do you want me to take Yanana to practice track and field? Commander Ukyo, don't worry! I promise to make her run faster than a rabbit!"

"No~!" Yanaijian screamed and lay on the table, tears seemed to burst out (picture)

Image: "Image", Location: "Images/1729603254-100416414-112261061.jpg"

...This seat is where I first met Yanami.

Xiaoju listened quietly on the side.

kendo....

It seems that Ukyo originally wanted to give all members a membership card as a benefit of joining the company, but all of them refused.

But now the situation has changed, and practicing kendo has become a very necessary thing. The school's kendo club is expanding, but the school's sword teachers are definitely not as good as the professional sword hall recommended by Ukyo. I heard that all the high-level swordsmen in Toyohashi City are there. Maybe the teachers of the school's kendo club are regulars there.

“Um, that…”

Xiaoju spoke in a very low voice.

"Swordsmanship Hall... Can I go?"

Lemon and Yanami, who were originally playing around, fell silent at the same time.

Well, at this critical juncture, it's normal to want to practice a self-defense skill.

Recently, various fitness gyms and martial arts halls in the city are full.

But they always felt that Xiaoju wanted to practice kendo for some other purpose.

But Ukyo didn't ask.

Because the swordsman with obsession is the strongest. Reality is not a novel. People with pure and clear minds are not suitable for learning swordsmanship. In reality, there is no "clear sword heart" that can achieve twice the result with half the effort in sword practice. At least from Ukyo's experience, a powerful swordsman always has obsession.

Whether this obsession is known to others is not important.

But no one asked, but Xiaoju seemed to want to say——

He quietly put the paper cup of the drink back on the table and took a deep breath.

"...Everyone, I joined the company in April."

"President Tamaki and Tsukinoki-senpai were very kind to me... just like everyone else now."

"Because I don't have any friends in my class, they took out their own time to spend time with me. It was the first time I felt so happy going to school..."

Xiaoju didn't order any main courses like hamburgers and French fries today. Her meal was a pudding, but she had eaten nearly half of it and the pudding had become deformed. She stared at the incomplete food, her weak smile revealing a bit of self-mockery.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into a long silence.

Ukyo noticed that there was a middle-aged man in a khaki windbreaker behind the station diagonally opposite the hamburger shop. He was very cautious and kept glancing at this place with his peripheral vision. This was a very professional surveillance method. The glances from the peripheral vision were not easily noticed by the target, but Ukyo was also a professionally trained person, so he was very aware of this method and knew that he was being followed.

Or maybe it wasn't him, but one of them.

Ukyo didn't disturb Komari, but his eyes moved to the window. Not only that, he took the initiative to speak: "Yamagi has been very busy recently. Although Tsukinoki doesn't seem to care much about further studies, she seems to want to go to college with Tamaki, so she has been working hard recently."