early morning,

Shiina Iori was wearing a mask, wearing a loose sportswear, and opened the door with inflammable garbage in her hand.

He has the habit of running in the morning.

However, while he opened the door, the room in the next apartment seemed to be ready, and was pushed open simultaneously at the moment when the door lock sounded.

"Ala, what a coincidence! Shiina Jun."

The woman in sportswear pushed the door out from the next door, looking at her about twenty years old, and maybe even thirty, it was hard to say - women in the island country all had maintenance and makeup skills that could not be overestimated by calling it a magic trick.

"Good morning, Miss in the Mountain."

Shiina Iori nodded politely, quietly carried the garbage downstairs from another passage, and walked around the direction of the lady in the mountain.

I don’t know if women who are almost thirty years old suffer from marriage crisis, but the neighbor of his family always looks a little strange when he looks at him.

Of course, it may be that he thought too much.

At the dropping point downstairs, throw away the garbage, Shiina Ii's feet, do warm-up exercises, and slowly start jogging along the town path.

Miss Yamakura took a deep breath after waiting for Shiina Iori to start running.

She looked into the distance, staring at the target ahead, with excitement in her eyes.

“Tight, perky!”

"This is the body that exists in fantasy!"

"Today! Today I must write it down completely today!"

She took a deep breath of the morning air, her spirits were refreshed, and her eyes were bright.

Miss Shanzhong is a professional cartoonist.

However, unlike the serious comics industry that others are engaged in, she is a well-known online artist!

He once served as an assistant to a teacher Shuilong who did not want to be named.

As an assistant, the lady in the mountain worked hard and tried hard for several years, and finally developed her unique painting skills.

Only at the beginning of her debut, she gained a great reputation in the workplace.

But as an uncensored artist who pursues continuous innovation and breakthroughs, Miss Shanzu always hopes that her painting level can go further and reach the level of Teacher Shuilong whom she once followed.

Unfortunately, no matter how high his talent is, he is limited. As early as a few months ago, the lady in the mountain touched her career bottleneck.

Even though she is a legendary painting world among other people on the Internet, she knows that this may be the case in her life.

——Until that day, Shiina Iori appeared.

"Good morning, I am my new neighbor Shiina Iori."

"Please give me some advice in the future."

With a slender figure, a perfect appearance, and a standard figure that is almost like a sculpture, all of this is like a special mixture, which instantly ignited her creative inspiration and allowed the art in her heart to be sublimated in a short time.

That day, the lady in the mountain finally entered the realm of Water Dragon Paradise.

She can't make breakthroughs in female characters, plot, dress, gameplay, and expressions. She can do anything to male characters!

The young lady at the Yamakura, who understood this, made a quick stroke and completed a new issue with Shiina Iori as a template. There is no doubt that she broke through the restrictions in an unknown small circle and became famous in one shot.

Countless viewers who hate yellow hair, black hair, fat and ugly, finally found a sense of substitution and became confident when doing craftsmanship.

This protagonist! This plot!

It's natural! There's no doubt!

Not only does it make people feel unconventional, but they also feel that these heroines are not good-looking.

During this process, I don’t know how much my painting skills have improved.

Since then, she has developed the habit of chasing Shiina Iori's self-guided painting skills experience package "observation" every morning.

Moreover, Shiina Jun cooperates very well and goes out for a morning jog every day!

This is a great gift for someone who is obsessed with creation.

Not only that, after running for so many days, the mountain girl's occupational disease has improved a lot.

We need to work hard today!

The lady in the mountain cheered herself up, took a step, and touched her far behind Shizuna's butt, staring at her with her eyes as if she saw her natal figure.

I didn't even blink along the way!

So Shiina Iori held back the straight gaze behind her and ran around for five kilometers before returning.

When I returned, I was muttering to myself.

——In the past, he could get rid of this woman by running a kilometer or two into the alley, but now it is getting more and more difficult.

The lady in the mountain walked into the studio with confidence with all the gains from the whole morning.

After that, Shiina Iori's standard daily routine - going home, having dinner, and previewing.

Prepare to go to class.

Although he always encounters episodes, his life has always been regular.

......

Dongda, Kohchang Campus

Sitting on a bench by the roadside, you can hear the sound of the recorder in the distance from afar.

As one of the relatively youngest campuses, the atmosphere in Komaba campus is indeed more lively than the Yayoi campus next door, and most clubs gather here.

A freshman who just entered the school in the spring is also the main team in the cafeteria.

A short skirt flutters on the small road in the forest.

Even if it is rumored that only fools and ugly girls can get into Dongdae, there are many eye-catching scenery that is hidden easter eggs.

At least, there are many juniors who can make people shine in the Juchang campus.

Although it is rare.

Yui Igarashi was wearing a gray fabric detective hat, with a little pressing her head against her face, the shadow covered her face, and the casual shirt and shorts were all dark tones, and she was small and not very eye-catching.

Not far from the bench where she was sitting, many street dance club members wearing loose tops and knee-length shorts practiced rolling. There were people playing chord accompaniment on the bench opposite, and I wonder if they had rolled to the point.

Yui was holding her phone on her own and wearing a noise-cancelling headphone that just covered her ears.

The eyes moved on the map with the little red dots on the screen.

"It's going to set out again at 9:15?"

"This guy is so regular that it's a bit annoying! Is it a robot?"

She muttered quietly.

Facts have proved that any behavior can become a reason for others to criticize.

When I think about talking to that guy in the corridor of the teaching building where people come and go... peace talks! It makes me feel depressed.

"Dad is really, can't this broken satellite be replaced with a new one? I can't see anything with low precision." Looking at the blurry dots on the screen, Yui Igarashi complained in a low voice again.

She was myopia and didn't like to wear glasses. If she hadn't programmed in advance at home and made a fuzzy recognition and tracking program, she would probably not be able to see clearly that hateful guy.

"Well, it's almost at the door."

Yui Igarashi stared at the screen for a long time with her eyes and stood up from the bench.

Before she could walk out, a trendy man with a loose top and a dreadlocked braided hanged on his knees on his waist were blocking her smile: "Classmate, I think you have been watching for a long time and are interested in joining the street dance..."

"Um?"

Yui Igarashi looked up in confusion.

As soon as the face in the shadow appeared, the trendy senior couldn't help but hold it in his throat, and his voice seemed to have a spring stuck: "...Is the social community?"

"Sorry." Yui Igarashi paused for a moment, then showed a perfect smile with a gentle apology. "I belong to the kind of people who are not very harmonious with their hands and feet."

"No! It's okay." It seems that I've noticed that I've been raising my head, and the voice of the senior senior of the trendy man suddenly weakened. "If you have the chance, you can contact your classmates at any time if you have the chance! Our club is next door. I am Mitsui, a third-year graduate of the Political Science Department. My Line number is..."

"Senior, I have something to do." Yui Igarashi clasped her hands together and tilted her head embarrassedly.

"Sorry! Trouble!"

The senior trendy senior bowed loudly and apologized with a neat and neat manner, and it was indeed very good as a Japanese politician.

Yui Igarashi didn't care, turned around and pressed down his detective hat and turned around and left.

The trendy senior still kept bent down and bowed, stiffly standing there.

"Hey! Senior Mitsui. Have you recruited newcomers?"

The members of the club behind him called him.

The senior trendy man kept bowing and did not dare to speak.

"Senior?" A boy in the same loose clothes came over to pull him, "What's wrong? Have you encountered a traitor?"
To be continued...