At noon the next day, Minami woke up, Misaki had already left the room, and Mashiro was still sleeping.
When Minami had washed up and came to the lobby on the first floor, she smelled the tempting aroma of food. Misaki walked out of the kitchen and saw Minami and walked over happily, "Kora-chan, I tried a new dish today.
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"What kind?" Nan Wukong walked towards the restaurant. He was already hungry.
"No, I have to ask Mashiro to get up and eat!" Misaki stopped Na Mukong, with a mysterious look that probably meant she was surprised.
"Okay." Nan Wukong walked to the door of his room and opened the door. He found that Mashiro was still lying on the bed and hadn't gotten up.
"Mashiro, wake up!" Nan Wukong shook Mashiro's shoulders. Mashiro turned over and the quilt slipped off, completely exposing his round and white shoulders. Needless to say, Mashiro was wearing clothes to sleep.
Mashiro is really obsessed with sleeping naked.
"Get up, Zhenbai." Nan Wukong shook her again.
Mashiro closed his eyes and tried to sit up, but he shook his head and lay down again.
"I know... um..."
Mashiro rubbed his eyes, but still had no intention of getting up.
The rosy lips are slightly open, and the thin and elastic look extremely attractive.
Nan Wukong suddenly came up with a plan and said, "If you don't get up, I'm going to kiss you~"
"Hmm..." Mashiro was indifferent and didn't know whether she heard it or not. She wasn't wary of Na Mukong at all.
Nan Wukong, whose heart was beating wildly, squatted down to keep his face parallel to Mashiro's face, and then slowly came closer. When Mashiro suddenly opened his eyes, their mouths were already touching each other.
Mashiro's eyes widened, no sleep at all, and he looked at Na Mukong with burning eyes, and then his cheeks quickly turned red, because her soft and fragrant tongue had been mixed with something. Mashiro didn't bite his teeth, so he gave it to Na Mukong.
Such an opportunity.
But Mashiro didn't resist. Although he pushed Na Mukong subconsciously, his hand stopped moving. It would be better to say that it was placed on Na Mukong's shoulder.
Their lips parted for a long time, Mashiro's eyes were a little dodgey and he didn't dare to look at Nan Wukong.
Mashiro touched her lips subconsciously. She knew that kissing was only allowed between lovers, so her face became slightly hot. Could she and Sora be considered a couple? But what should lovers do?
Although he was a little embarrassed for a moment, Nan Wukong still asked: "Are your ankles higher?"
"Okay, let's go..." Mashiro moved his ankle a little. Since it was not a sprain or sprain, it had gotten better overnight.
After taking out Mashiro's clothes from under the quilt, Nan Wukong discovered that it turned out that Mashiro had taken off his clothes while he was asleep. Is there such an operation?
After supporting Mashiro, who still had some difficulty walking, she came to the kitchen. After letting her sit down, Nan Wukong noticed the food on the table. There were tomatoes and scrambled eggs, which was something she hadn't eaten in a long time.
After eating and drinking, Nan Mukong left Sakurasou in the afternoon and headed to the Cultural Center, where his new novel, Fatestay Night, was ready to be published.
The content is all translated by translation software. There will definitely be some sentences that are not fluent and the content is not appropriate. This kind of modification is left to the editor. Misaki really doesn't have time and he is too lazy to do it himself. Mashiro has updated
If so, who else could I leave it to? I don’t have many friends.
When I came to the cultural center, the lady at the front desk didn't stop me because I had been there several times. I found the wellhead editor and Nan Wukong handed him the USB flash drive.
"Is this Mr. Sora's latest work?" Iguchi copied the lonely folder inside and opened the folder with some anticipation.
After reading a few chapters, Editor Iguchi nodded with satisfaction. This work is excellent, and just the appearance of those historical figures is refreshing.
"Okay, Mr. Sora, the contract can be signed now, but...does your contract still retain the right to adapt the manga as before?" Editor Iguchi showed a bitter smile.
"It won't be necessary this time. The reason... you know very well."
Jingguchi took out the contract and gave it to Nan Wukong to sign. This time there was no extra money, it was just a normal signing like other authors.
The situation last time was too special. Nan Wukong looked indifferent and was ready to throw himself into the arms of other magazines and newspapers. The cultural center had to use some means to retain a good work.
Now the chairman of the cultural center has been directly replaced, and even the editor-in-chief has been replaced. The Mediterranean editor-in-chief, who is obviously still two or three years away from retiring, thought he wanted to unspoken rules for a young girl, but he turned out to be a eldest lady. Not only did he not have unspoken rules, he was also embarrassed.
After losing his job, the old man was left alone and unable to run away.
Although his wellhead has not changed much, his net worth has obviously increased a lot, because Nan Mukong's last work "Your Name." was very popular whether it was an animated movie, comic, or novel and was even nominated for the Huskar Award.
It's the world's highest film award.
The new work that Nan Wukong is bringing now, if the investment is in place, it will definitely become a hit if it is made into an animation or movie.
What a geek...no, a genius!
How do other people’s children’s brains grow? Thinking about my own children gives me a headache.
Watching Nan Wukong leave, there was a commotion in the office immediately. Who in the cultural center didn't know the famous Teacher Kong, the author of "Your Name."
"How is Teacher Kong's work this time? Will it be the next altar?"
Iguchi glanced at the folder titled Fatestaynight, and his heart felt hot, "I will definitely do it! I would like to propose that this work be included in the Youth Culture Newspaper to increase its popularity."
"oh?!!"
The Youth Culture Newspaper was the starting point of the Youth Culture Center. It was a newspaper founded after World War II to advocate people to care for the physical and mental health of children. Although some of it has declined, it still has a place.
This is why it is called a newspaper agency rather than a magazine agency, although it also has comic magazines.
Although newspapers have always been used to recommend excellent works, this is the first time that they have been recommended without being published in magazines. No wonder other editors are surprised.
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Nan Mukong can be regarded as having a soft meal, relying on Mashiro's family status.
But he has nothing to be embarrassed about, part of it is for Zhenbai and part of it is for himself. Who would use the trouble when there is a convenient way? More importantly, Nan Wukong is too lazy to go to other magazines.
Back at Sakurasou, Nan Wukong looked at the computer screen. The novel had been handed in, and it was time to put the game on the agenda.
Nan Mukong went to talk to Ryunosuke about making the Fate game, and Ryunosuke soon agreed to help. The reason... he is now the most idle person in Sakurasou.
After the mission was sent out, Nan Wukong left the room where the guy needed to go to Hideyoshi Bath specifically to take a bath.
"Huh? Mashiro? Why did you come down again?"
When Nan Wukong returned to the room, he saw Mashiro sitting on his bed.
"There is one thing I want to ask of you..."
"What's the matter? There's no need for help between us."
Nan Wukong touched Mashiro's head.
"My friend in the UK will arrive in Japan tomorrow morning. I hope you can pick her up."
Mashiro was like a docile kitten, letting Nan Wukong put his hand on his head without any resistance. (To be continued)