Tokyo International Exhibition Hall.

East Building, in front of booth A28b.

"Ah...so it's this kind of subject..." A female participant who was looking through the samples said to herself, and then put down the notebook in her hand.

Her eyes alternated between the posters on the wall and the merchandise on the table, her expression obviously disappointed.

After some hesitation, she picked up another copy of "Underclassman 2".

Swish swish swish.

"Hmm...this time it's humiliation and tentacles again..."

Seeing this, the woman had clearly realized that she had lined up the wrong stall this time, because the lady here was seriously inconsistent with her in terms of hobbies and tastes.

The contents and themes in the book were all minefields that she couldn't accept.

I wanted to just leave like this, but when I thought about the time it took me to queue up, I felt a little bit unwilling to do so.

After all, during the time when she was attracted by the poster, other popular stalls had already formed long queues that were visible to the naked eye.

If you go to queue now, it will definitely take a lot of energy, and you may even encounter a situation where limited edition products have been sold out.

With a kind of hesitation, the woman who looked away from one of the other stalls couldn't help but ask: "I'm sorry, are all the products here of this type?"

What responded to her was a gentle and clear voice.

"If you don't like it, you can check out the special products here. If you buy it now, you will get a full-color paper card."

It is like a sweet rain falling in summer, bringing people a sense of coolness.

Subconsciously looking towards the source of the sound, the woman's expression became dazed for a moment.

She saw a young man with a handsome face looking at her with a smile. The smile was friendly and hearty, making people feel very comfortable.

The women's eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Eh...? Ah, which group are you an artist from? Or are you a voice actor? I don't know why I feel familiar with you! Can you sign your autograph for me?"

His voice was two times higher than before, and his tone showed excitement.

Busily, she flipped through the large tote bag she carried with her, trying to find something that could be used to sign.

Unfortunately, the other party stopped her with words.

"Sorry, I have never engaged in the jobs you mentioned. As for signing..."

Kato Yusuke paused and said, "If you wish, I can sign one for you as a doujinshi author."

"——A doujinshi author?"

"um, yes."

The woman's hand movements paused, and her eyes were slightly strange.

First, he looked at the book recommended by the other party, and then stared at Kato Yusuke for a while.

She finally picked up the book "Love Metronome Sayuka" with some hesitation and flipped through the pages one by one.

After a few beats.

Women's reactions have changed.

The original careless expression disappeared and was replaced by a focused and serious look.

As the page turning speed gradually becomes faster.

She suddenly looked back at the previous pages from the beginning.

Then his face began to turn redder and redder, and his breathing became slightly faster.

The next second...

"Sorry, I'll buy a set for this special offer."

The woman raised her right hand slightly and said, "And please sign for me."

Kato Yusuke then responded with a smile: "Then the total is 2,500 yen. The payment is on the side. Thank you for your patronage."

After going through the process of paying, getting change and signing.

“Thank you for supporting egoistic lily!”

"No, it's from my side. Thank you for your signature~~Teacher Eromanga."

Both parties, who had settled the money and goods, spoke politely to each other, and were obviously very satisfied with the result.

But just when Kato Yusuke was preparing to receive the next guest.

The woman suddenly handed over another note, "Also, this is my Line ID. If you don't mind... Goodbye, teacher~"

After leaving behind a sentence that couldn't be said to be implicit or explicit, she turned around and left with a smile.

Zhizhi——

With the sound of chairs being dragged around, a certain girl suddenly said: "I will help sell these things for the time being...keep them, President~"

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Since then.

"Okay, I'll charge you 3,000 yen, and I'll give you 500 yen... Saito-san, it's time to replenish the merchandise."

"Got it! Come on now -"

"How many true copies are left? Saito."

"Well, let me see, it's the last box, and there are about two-thirds left, Brother Kato."

"Senior Shiyu, starting from the next batch of customers, the special bonus of "Love Metronome" will not be sold individually. Please check the stall first, and I will talk to Ito and the others, and inform the outside customers by the way."

"Well, I understand."

The girl, who felt that she had been entrusted with an important task, sat in someone's seat and continued to receive the people lined up in front of the stall.

"...Then please come next."

"Okay~~ It's finally my turn! Sorry, please give me three sets of all the products here."

A soft and pleasant voice came into my ears.

"All three sets... hmm? Do you want to buy that many copies?"

"Ah~~Is there a limit to the number of copies?"

"No, there is no such thing..."

Shiyu couldn't help but raise his head and cast his gaze on the girl in front of him.

She is not tall and has slender hands and feet.

She has brown hair that is neither short nor long, and is tied low into two buns on the back of her head. She looks like a high school or college student.

A large Atlantic dome hat and a light green off-the-shoulder suspender skirt. The shape looks very bright, but it is not the same as the gorgeousness that otakus like. The clothes are more like those in teenage fashion magazines.

.

Shiyu's eyes moved, and he subconsciously let out a whisper: "Zhenwei...?"

"Eh?"

The girl who heard this was stunned for a moment, then showed a troubled expression.

"That's the kind of thing to say again... Hmm~ Being compared to the heroine of a light novel makes me a little confused about how to feel."

"……what are you saying?"

"Ah, no. The Zhenwei you're talking about is the character in "Metronome of Love," right? I'm sorry, I just suddenly remembered that someone said something similar to me before, so please don't pay attention."

The girl who said this suddenly looked up at the poster on the wall, her mood suddenly became excited, and she continued to say "but but~".

"——Mawei is really super cute! For example, when the protagonists meet on page 24 of the second volume, the illustration that suddenly looks back attracted me deeply!

And the scene on the rooftop under the sunset on page 180 of the third volume is the best scene in my opinion! It’s so cute that you can’t help but want to hug her!

Even the smile on the poster is cute, and by the way, the other characters are also cute~~! They are so cute, so cute, everyone is too cute!"

The girl's face was filled with intoxication, and the atmosphere around her was filled with pink bubbles.

'Uh...where did this "cute monster" come from?'

Shiyu couldn't help but sighed in distress, and her tone softened slightly, "Anyway, you want three sets, right? The total price is 25,500 yen, but by buying so many, are you running errands for your friends?"

"Huh? No, these are all what I want. One set for viewing, one set for collection, and one set for recommendation."

The other party seemed to want to prove that what he said was true. After speaking, he looked at the products on the table with a dazed expression and carefully considered them.

"And the pictures here are so amazing...the expressions are so cute and the colors are so awesome, much better than what I drew..."

The face of the girl who was mumbling like this showed the joy of meeting her favorite illustrations, and the satisfaction of successfully grabbing the product... In addition, there was also a little bit of unwillingness.

"Better than what I drew? Are you also a doujinshi author...?"

"Eh! Uh~~...No, that...I'll pay now."
To be continued...