Chapter 116 The maid fell over her shoulder! (4K)

"An offline training institution?" Natsume Naoki looked at Asai Mao and asked, "Do you know anyone there?"

Asai Mao replied calmly: "A relative I don't know very well, wait for me."

She turned around and went to her bedroom, taking the business card for the painting training class she got from Nanami Ye.

While Natsume Naoki was waiting for her for a short while, she closed all the painting lessons on those websites on her computer, and wondered if she could apply for a refund... Except for the first lesson of the free trial, the rest

It's almost like being in the water all the time.

Soon, Asai found the business card and put it in the pocket of her underwear. She didn't know if she was always ready to recommend it to others or if she just put it in a habitual place.

"This is the business card of that training class. It has the address and contact number on it." She handed the business card to Natsume.

Natsume Naoki took it and looked at it, and whispered softly: "Shibuya area... is it in a residential area?"

"Probably." Asai had also checked the address on the card before. It is an old community. "If the private training class does not plan to operate for a long time, it is probably just renting a B&B like this, which can save a lot of space.

cost."

Natsume Naoki nodded. He didn't care too much about the environment of the venue. The most important thing was how well the teacher taught.

The venue is almost as good as it might be cheaper.

Kitahara Hayato often complains about his values, saying that his family is not very poor, but his values ​​are as fussy as his own.

Natsume Naoki would smile and say how else could we be friends?

"The teachers are strong, and many well-known online painters have joined us for training... I know the person 'Ono Don't Eat Rice'. It is said that he is a very young rising star in the illustration industry. He went viral because of a short video some time ago." Natsume Naoki looked at it.

Looking at the names of the teachers on the business cards, I found that many of them were well-known painters on the Internet: "There is also this 'Song Shi', a comic that has been serialized on "Jump" for a period of time. Although the plot is average, the illustrations are not bad."

"And this..." Natsume Naoki muttered softly while looking down, and suddenly he was stunned.

"Nanami..."

Eh?

Isn't this Nanami the same Nanami-sensei?!

The one from "Jockey Zhizu"!

He looked up at Asai in disbelief and pointed to the business card. He wanted to ask something but didn't know how to ask for a moment. He pursed his lips and gradually became excited like a child who saw an oversized lollipop.

"This can't be that... that!"

"Yes, it's what you think." Asai Mao pinched her waist gently with both hands, with a look of helplessness on her face: "Don't tell others the truth, just treat her as an ordinary person."

You must never tell Chizuru Amamiya that the school doctor’s true identity is a slut who draws books... Isn’t it embarrassing?

Fortunately, my surname is not Nanami, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing.

Natsume Naoki is now tightly wrapped in a huge excitement and happiness. He never thought that he would be able to meet Teacher Nanami in his lifetime!

You must know that even in Japan, book artists rarely show up or even hold offline sales events.

Many book painters disguise themselves on the Internet for fear of falling out of favor.

What’s more, it’s a female book painter who is famous overseas!

I never thought that one day I would be able to learn painting from Mr. Nanami. In the future, wouldn’t I be able to call myself a disciple of Nanami’s school?

"Thank you, Asai!"

In excitement, he hugged Asai Mao.

Because he was sitting on the gaming chair and just turned around, he did not pull Asai into his arms. Instead, he hugged her around his waist, as if he was actively throwing himself into his arms.

Asai was stunned at this moment. He was stunned for a second before he realized that a shameless owner was actually posting to him!

but……

The maid handbook doesn't seem to say that the master cannot have any physical contact with the maid.

She had been with the maid's manual, which was very problematic, day and night for nearly ten years, and she had already memorized it by heart.

Asai frowned slightly and thought, could it be that when you first wrote this thing, you expected that one day it would be like this?

Since the manual was not written, Asai thought of who was holding him, instead of triggering his physical self-defense instinct of 9 and giving him a German back throw, Asai sighed softly and decided to give him a chance.

"Are you so excited?" Asai looked down at Naoki Natsume, who was so excited that he was hugging him, "Because the matter with your friend is finally settled?"

Her voice was slightly cold, thinking that you should think carefully before answering.

Although the manual does not say that the maid can resist if the master takes the initiative, but it does say that the master can "appropriately" vent her "grievances" when the master is half-hearted!

I guess when I wrote it, I never thought that the maid would have physical strength 9!

Asai Mao's little fist clenched a little and made a clicking sound.

Natsume Naoki nodded vigorously, he was really happy from the bottom of his heart.

Although this kind of book is too embarrassing to talk about, in Natsume Naoki's heart, "Jockey Rider" is no less important than those who like Gundam see the ancestor Gundam, and the boy who believes in light sees Tiga.

"Of course, we are friends after all!"

How can there be any friends? You can make friends out of nothing, and your friend is yourself! When my friends are happy, I will naturally be happy...

Eh?

Natsume Naoki only felt that the next second after the words were spoken, he would rise into the air!

Then the ceiling becomes the floor.

Immediately after the world started to spin, a huge landing force came from my back... Fortunately, the landing was relatively soft, which cushioned most of the impact.

The maid picked him up, threw him over her shoulder, and threw him onto the bed!

His head was stunned for a moment, and he half sat up and looked at Asai.

Asai stood there with one foot and the other foot raised in the air, holding a pair of slippers on his toes——

Those were his slippers. They were thrown off in mid-air and then caught firmly by the little maid... or to be precise, they were caught.

It's the side of the two slippers held together between the thumb and index finger of the pair of white jade feet, which is very stable!

"You can't go to bed with your shoes on, it's a family rule!"

Asai Mao's voice was much colder, and she seemed a little more angry than before: "It's also a family rule not to stay up late!"

"I...I sincerely know that I was wrong." Natsume Naoki swallowed, moved his butt back and leaned against the bed, unfolded the folded quilt and pulled it over to cover him, "I'm sorry."

"What's wrong?" The maid's cold eyes did not improve at all, but she decided to give her a second chance.

"I shouldn't have gone to bed late."

"anything else?"

"Don't blame me for the slippers. I will definitely take them off if I go to bed!" Natsume Naoki stretched out three fingers and swore firmly.

"What else?" Asai asked again.

"Ah?" Natsume Naoki scratched his head, not sure why: "Is it gone?"

Asai took a deep breath and said silently in his mind, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. He is an idiot now. It's all because of you that he became like this. You can't be angry with him, even if he was doing it for the girl named Chizuru Amamiya just now."

Don't be angry even if you are happy. The manual says that a maid cannot be angry with the master!'

Useless.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

The maid's anger level was almost overflowing. Even in the dim room where the lights were not turned on and only the computer was still on, Naoki Natsume could clearly see a cyan blood vessel slowly appearing on Asai's white forehead.

Good guy, if this was the case in ancient times, the next second you would have drawn your sword and violently hurt someone!

Um?

A dimly lit room…

"Oh, I know!" Natsume Naoki said suddenly. He sat upright on the bed and said seriously: "I shouldn't stay up late at night without turning on the light."

"?"

"This is not good for your eyes," he added.

"..."

"Ah..." He saw Asai's expression was a little speechless, thinking that he had said something wrong?

No, it should be that what I said was not complete and sincere enough.

"That means I shouldn't stay up late to help my good friend find a painting class without turning on the lights, and I should take off my shoes when going to bed!"

Asai Mao couldn't stand it any longer. She even felt that he was deliberately making her angry!

You clearly know that ‘Natsume Naoki’s maid must not be angry with Natsume Naoki’ and this is what you must abide by, but you also deliberately...

She turned around and came to the door. As soon as she grasped the handle, memories of the first few days came to her mind.

Yes, you can't be angry, but you can "vent your grievances appropriately."

"Crack!"
To be continued...