Chapter 31: Eleo's radio waves call the crooked people at any time
Is it really easier to make friends with similar people?
Nan Mukong looked at Mashiro and Elio, who were looking at each other. They were both expressionless girls with extremely exquisite looks. But in terms of attributes, Elio and Misaki were more similar...
"Let's see, let's see, we can become friends soon."
Fujiwa said happily that she knew her daughter would make friends with Mashiro.
Nan Wukong pushed up the frame of his glasses with his middle finger. I really don't know how she could figure out how to make friends by looking at each other.
…
In the evening, Mashiro and Elliot were still looking at each other without speaking, but the room where they were looking at each other was changed to Elliot's bedroom.
According to what Fujiwa and the girls said, I really don’t know what kind of friendship can be revealed by looking at each other...
Friendship between aliens can only come from looking at each other!
After having dinner peacefully, Nan Wukong gradually became familiar with this "new home", but...
Nan Wukong was taking a bath in the bathtub when another person suddenly entered the bathroom, startling him. He turned his head and saw that it was Fujiwa and Nvnu.
"You were obviously always attached to your aunt when you were a child, but you have become estranged from your aunt since you went to full-time school. What's the matter? Do you think your aunt's figure is not good enough?"
Fujiwa's whole body was only wrapped in a bath towel. Her plump figure made the bath towel bulge. The water vapor made her skin extremely smooth and tender. When she entered the bath and got close to Minami, the full and smooth feeling made people feel a tremor.
a feeling of.
"Don't run in suddenly!" Nan Wukong said with a red face.
"Ara, I'm so shy." Fujiwa and her daughter had a smile on their faces, and soon the smile became even brighter because another person squeezed into the bathroom.
"Misaki, come on, come on, the water is super warm today!" Fujiwa and her daughter seemed to be greeting their close friends.
The bathhouse became crowded, and Nan Wukong had no choice but to give up enjoying the neon bath. Even if there were two beauties accompanying him, he didn't want to be in the narrow bathhouse.
These two congenial guys were so good at tossing him that they even wanted to rub his back? Did they rub it with the wire ball in Misaki's hand?
Am I a tank or a terminator...
Returning to his guest room on the first floor, it was said that Fujiwa and Nina had always reserved a room for him, which was just opposite Elio's room on the second floor. However, because there was an extra Misaki, the room that had been cleaned had to be given to her, while Nanmu
Sora wants to stay in a room that is not cleaned frequently.
It’s really fair and just!!
…
The next morning.
Nan Wukong was woken up by the phone. When he answered the phone, the voice of the editor of the cultural center came, "Mr. Nan Wukong, the translation of the Fate series has been completed, and the last one will be finished this week. Your reputation is now at its peak, the editor and us
These editors believe that if new works are released now, the popularity will be even higher."
Nan Wukong cheered up and sat up straight.
"But I haven't decided on the subject of the new novel yet."
"As for the subject matter, detective novels are more popular recently."
Thinking of what happened yesterday, Nan Wukong's mouth suddenly curled up, "I suddenly felt inspired. The next work will be called "The Kindaichi Boy Incident"."
High school student Kinda Kazuichi can be said to be one of the most idiotic high school students in Japan. He sleeps in class and always copies homework from Michelle, his childhood sweetheart who grew up with him. Michelle does everything for him.
However, Kindaichi's ordinary appearance hides one of the most rigorous and sophisticated minds in the world. His grandfather Kindaichi Kosuke is one of the most famous detectives in Japan. Kindaichi has inherited the family's excellent genes, no matter how brilliant he is.
The criminal methods, no matter how cunning the criminal is, can't hide in front of him!
"Is this okay? Mr. Nan Wukong." Editor Jingguchi asked on the phone.
"Does it feel a bit ordinary?"
"Compared with your previous two works, it is indeed a bit ordinary."
"Except for the novel, I created this work myself, and the rest of the derivative works will be left entirely to you."
Editor Jingguchi was stunned for a moment and understood what Minami Mukong meant. This instruction should tell them not to disturb Mashiro and find another manga author.
"I hope you can create this work as soon as possible. Someone else will be responsible for the comics."
Now Nan Wukong can be regarded as the top author in the cultural center. This top author may not necessarily be the one who writes the best novels, but he must be the most popular.
Just because Nan Mukong's works have been released in the Cultural Center, the market value of the Cultural Center has increased a lot recently. Thanks to Nan Mukong's blessing, this has stabilized the impact of the exchange of senior management of the Cultural Center.
After hanging up the phone, Nan Wukong rubbed his eyes and got up to go to the toilet.
During breakfast, Misaki clamored to go to the beach, and the girls asked Minami to take care of Elio because they had to go to the snack shop.
"Kora-chan, you can't treat Elio badly just because of your pretty female classmate!" Fujiwa said, patting Minami-kun's head, and then left the house to go to work.
For Elio, Nan Mukong is still very unfamiliar. Yesterday was the first time they met. Fuji and the girls' memories of Nan Mukong also came from the system's indoctrination and were fake.
I feel a bit sorry.
Then be nice to her...
Nan Wukong looked at Elio and smiled. It was rare that Elio was not wrapped in a quilt, his bare feet were on the clean floor, he was holding a plate in his hand, and he was spooning in oats one by one.
It tastes delicious in your mouth, and you don't even care about the oats accidentally left on your mouth.
"Do you want to go to the beach, Elio?"
Nan Wukong asked.
Elio swallowed the food in his mouth and asked cutely: "Why do you want to go to the beach?"
"Of course I'm going to play."
Elio said: "The sea is the body fluid injected into the ravine by aliens. Even the most basic meaning has been lost. How can it be played with just irrigated liquid." (To be continued)