The king of training starting from Sakurasou

He had already planned to make The Garden of Words

The spread of news about animated movies is not limited to the news posted by his various accounts, including the library where he works also promotes it for him.

In other words, more than half a month has passed since the beginning of the promotion. Although compared to other animated films, the cycle of one and a half years seems a bit too short.

There is another reason, mainly the Garden of Words and Leaves

The total duration is only a little over an hour.

After going down the stairs, Qianliu took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Machida Enzi.

It took less than three seconds to dial 3 and the call was connected.

Hey Qianliu, what's the matter?

The unique and sexy voice of a mature woman came to my ears.

Yuanzi, the announcement of the Garden of Words can be increased. By the way, the theater chain can help me talk about it.

Oh, it's already done

How can I call you before it's done?

You are despising me

No, you are overthinking.

Yuanzi's help in all aspects of Qianliu goes beyond the editor's responsibilities. She basically knows everything about him and she handles it.

I feel like I'm more of an agent than an editor 567.

Yuanzi muttered.

Qianliu was amused by her: Then I will give you a salary.

That's not necessary. Just remember to treat me to dinner, otherwise... hum.

You don't need to tell me that I know how to do it. I'm just afraid that you won't dare to come. You refused me several times and I didn't dare to speak.

Qianliu felt that he had taken the initiative to invite Yuanzi several times, but to no avail.

Tsk, you just want to treat me to dinner. Don't think I don't know.

Yuanzi's tone was full of contempt.

Also, don't stop writing this month, and don't focus all your energy on animated movies.

Ahem, don't worry, I'm writing, I'm writing.

real

Yuanzi was full of doubts.

Really, I can definitely give it to you before the deadline.

Qianliu emphasized.

Don't be like Nayu, otherwise I will find a place to lock you up.

A world of two? Then I have to carefully consider whether to write it or not.

...

Does this count as shooting oneself in the face? I am speechless.

I won't tease you anymore, bye.

Bye-Bye,.

After teasing Yuanzi, Qianliu hung up the phone and smelled the aroma of hot pot coming from the restaurant.

It’s strange, Jin is not here, but Misaki is still there: Ryunosuke is a dead nerd, and only Kobato and Rikka are left. They two lolita obviously don’t know how to cook, even the simplest fire, who does it? For a while, he subconsciously excluded Qianxun.

But facts have proven that, except for those who are incompetent, the rest must be the truth no matter how impossible it is.

Passing through the corridor, Qianliu was shocked to see Qianxun making hot pot.

What's that expression on your face?

No wait: Qianliu opened his mouth, but Qianxun was the first to question.

I didn't expect that you would take the initiative to prepare dinner.

Don't call me so useless, like a parasite.

Qianxun was very dissatisfied.

Is not it

Qianliu approached without hesitation.

The hot pot is bubbling with hot bubbles. Next to it are the ingredients he brought back. The meat has been cut into slices and shaped into meatballs.

What stimulation did you receive today?

Seeing Qianxun in a new light, Qianliu saw her so diligent for the first time since moving into Sakurasou.

Hey, don't ask, go and call them.

Qianxun seems to be in a good mood.

Qianliu went upstairs in surprise and called Mashiro and Misaki down, while Kobato and Rikka finished watching the animation and ran outside to the courtyard to play.

When he was about to go to the courtyard to call Xiaojiu, he suddenly found his sister's troublesome gothic lolita dress lying on the ground.

Xiaojiu, and Rikka, let's eat.

Pushing open the door, Qianliu could clearly see his sister, who was wearing a miniskirt and sleeveless shirt and holding a staff, playing like a housewife with Rikka, who was holding a parasol.

time to eat.

After repeating it again, Xiaojiu turned his head: Okay, here we come!

Xiaojiu, the clothes you take off must be put in the washing machine.

While Qianliu was educating his sister, he took the gothic lolita dress she took off and threw it into the washing machine.

Ah, um.