The king of training starting from Sakurasou

Thin clouds covered the moon, making the room a little dark. This was Room 101 of Sakurasou. The owner of the room, Chiryu Hazegawa, was in front of the computer, staring at each other with the girl Shiina Mashiro, who had a delicate atmosphere.

The slightly raised phoenix eyes, the shiny and soft hair, and the clear and beautiful skin are as ethereal as if they would be destroyed if touched with evil emotions.

Qianliu? She called his name with her thin pink lips. Mashiro expressed doubt with her eyes, and her plain voice filled the silence of the room.

What to do? Qianliu was a little surprised.

Draw illustrations. As he spoke, Mashiro took out the illustrations belonging to the male and female protagonists of The Garden of Words and said, I have finished all the drawings in advance.

Various things happen in various scenes between mature women with short hair and young boys who are still young.

Mashiro walked over barefoot and placed the illustration in front of him.

Qianliu just took a few casual glances and determined that there was no problem. These were just illustrations for novels, and the workload was not heavy, so he only asked Mashiro to do it.

Regardless of the plot, just looking at the painting ability, Mashiro's level is higher than him. Qianliu naturally can't fault it: It's very good.

Reward. Seeing him raise his head, Mashiro repeated it as if to emphasize: I want a reward.

There was no trace of confusion in the girl's eyes. She gave the impression that she was like a fragile ice sculpture, but she had a toughness that would never change once she said it.

Hearing this, Qianliu took out the Baumkuchen from the cabinet.

Mashiro just glanced at his favorite Baumkuchen and turned back: I don't want this.

What do you want? Even Senryu sometimes has trouble understanding Mashiro's thoughts.

But he understood the next moment, and Mashiro took the initiative to get closer to him.

When he came out of room 101 again a few minutes later, Zhenbai's face turned slightly red, he covered his chest with his heart beating fast for some reason, and quickly returned to his room.

Sitting in front of the computer, Mashiro seemed embarrassed and happy. In order to suppress the strange emotions in her heart, she held the pencil and started drawing comics.

Perhaps under the influence of strange emotions, she drew a relatively intimate scene of the Miss Manager of Chunyuan Manor in the comic.

I just fell into my own world like this for an unknown amount of time. When Mashiro was about to finish drawing this chapter, Qianliu's voice came from outside.

Mashiro, wake up.

When Qianliu opened the door and pushed in, he found that Mashiro was still sitting in front of the table painting. The newly exposed sunlight shone on her slender body, forming a mysterious aura, and under her eyes appeared the trace of staying up late. Produces light dark circles.

You didn't sleep all night? Qianliu frowned.

Mashiro turned sideways: Qianliu won't let me sleep.

When did I stop letting you sleep? Qianliu felt confused.

last night.

Um.

After doing that, go back to your room.

Then what?

Can't sleep.

...

How else can it be explained this way?

But looking at Mashiro's innocent expression, he couldn't say anything, so he had to force her to wash her face and brush her teeth, and then took her to school and sent her to the art classroom.

Of course, it was impossible for her to attend class well in this state. Whenever Qianliu went to the art classroom after class, he would see Ma Shiro sleeping on the table.

According to a classmate in the art department, she also fell asleep like this in class, and she never woke up no matter what the teacher said.

Even though there were red marks on his forehead and his hair became tangled from sleeping, Mashiro didn't notice it at all.

Forget it, let her sleep.

At noon, when Qianliu came to the art classroom worried, he learned from the second-year students that she had been taken away by Misaki, so he went to the rooftop.

Hina was already waiting here. There were no classes in Qianliu's class in the morning, but that didn't stop her from coming over.

Huh? I thought you wouldn't come today. Ming Ming smiled when she saw him, but then she pretended to be unhappy. Hina performed some womanly acting skills on the spot.

I'm sorry, I forgot to mention what happened yesterday. Qianliu admitted his mistake consciously and had no excuse: So in order to apologize, I brought the last two chapters of the new work that I worked hard to write last night to Xiaoyangcai for appreciation.

His expression was quite serious, but Yangcai couldn't help but hit him, and said angrily: Don't call me Xiaoyangcai, call me teacher!

I think we are friends, and friends don't care about status. Qianliu handed her the laptop: Besides, Hina-chan is too young and beautiful, and she doesn't have the dignity that a teacher should have.

It's not like you. Yang Nai kicked him lightly in anger: You don't treat me like a teacher at all.

It's because Haruna-chan often does this kind of action that I misunderstood. Qianliu quibbled from another level.

Is it ultimately my fault? Unable to correct the issue of address, Hina took a breath and rolled her eyes at him angrily.

It's not your fault, huh? Where's my bento. Watching her start browsing the manuscript, Qianliu took it upon himself to open the bento box wrapped in cloth and was stunned when he found that there was only one serving inside.

Hmph, no. Hina held her skirt and sat down like a lady. Seeing his disappointment, she finally showed a cute and vindictive smile: Who knows if you will ask for leave today, so I am not prepared.

Is that so? Hey, forget it, I'll go to the canteen to buy bread. Qianliu sighed and decided to go downstairs.

Seeing this, Yang Nai finally relented: Don't leave, that share is yours.

What about you? Qianliu stopped when he heard this.

I have lost weight recently. Two apples are enough for me at lunch.*

Chapter 44 You did it on purpose

Hina gestured to the apple in her hand, then stretched out her white and tender hand and squeezed her fleshy arm, looking quite discouraged.

Losing weight? Really? Qianliu couldn't help but doubt.

I'm not stupid, how could I starve myself on purpose?

Maybe. Just before Haruna was about to get angry, Qianliu continued: But... I do like girls who are a bit fleshy. They are too thin to feel. With clear curves like you, Harina-chan, There’s nothing better than a voluptuous body.”

Gentle giant X female teacher, like it.

Really? Wait...you teased the teacher again! After realizing that she had been teased by Xiao Xiao again, Hina glared at him angrily.

Qianliu spread his hands to indicate his unintentional mistake, and then started to enjoy the food.

The dishes on the first floor today are Tamagoyaki and Chawanmushi, eh? Why are they all eggs? Oh, and next to it is a rice ball mixed with prunes, furikake and seaweed.