Eriri, who had been racking her brain all afternoon at school, was feeling a little downcast. She felt as though she had temporarily lost her passion for drawing doujinshi.
Ever since her accidental close encounter with Asa, her body seemed to have remembered the feeling. The enthusiasm that used to well up when she looked at others' doujinshi or watched a certain kind of movie was now completely gone. In fact, she only felt dull and uninterested now.
"It looks like I can only find inspiration myself."
Eriri bit her cherry lip, recalling the pile of toys she had.
After school, she took all the small toys she used for doujin drawing references from the art club's small studio back home. She drew the curtains, closed the door, and flipped the picture hanging on the doorknob. This was a silent agreement with her mother, Sayuri; seeing the flipped picture meant not to disturb her.
Looking at the table full of toys, the usage of each one flashed through Eriri's mind almost instantly. As a famous doujin artist, although she lacked practical experience, her theoretical knowledge base was extensive.
Her gaze shifted slightly, landing on the pink pill. It was this pill dropping into Asa's hand that had led to this entire series of events…
Eriri found the remote control and charged the pill.
"Is this thing really as miraculous as the advertisements claim?" This was Eriri's first attempt.
Just as her experiment was getting underway, the door suddenly opened A familiar handsome little face appeared in the doorway.
They stared at each other. Eriri's brain instantly crashed.
"Am I hallucinating?"
"Why is Asa here at my house?!"
Eriri instinctively started to scream, but a sudden jolt of clear thinking forced the sound back down. The scream would draw her mother!
Eriri rushed forward decisively, intending to pull the little shota into the room, close the door, and explain. However, the moment her smooth, pale foot landed on the floor, she suddenly slipped.
She crashed right into Asa!
Bang!
The two of them tumbled to the floor.
"Ah~"
The sound of the fall, accompanied by a loud cry that could not be distinguished as pain or something else, echoed through the house.
"What happened?"
Downstairs, Mrs. Sawamura quickly rushed to the scene of the action. When she saw her daughter wearing only a large T-shirt, piled on top of Asa, and the pink pill on her, her vision went black. She was completely stunned.
Do young people play this rough right from the start nowadays?
"Eriri, you…" Mrs. Sawamura stepped forward, about to scold Eriri, when her body also inexplicably lost its balance.
The mother and daughter tumbled into a heap. And Asa was like the filling caught in the middle.
"Mmm~"
The voices, one of a tsundere and one of a mature woman, rang out consecutively, creating a unique flavor!
....
After hearing Eriri's defense, Sayuri sighed, resting her hand on her forehead.
"Eriri, you… do you not know how to lock the door?" Sayuri gently chastised her daughter.
Eriri was sitting seiza-style on the bed, her pair of long, pale legs looking particularly dazzling. Hearing her mother's reprimand, she fiercely bit down with her canine teeth, her face full of resentment.
"It's clearly your fault for not telling me you were home! Otherwise, that situation would never have happened!"
"Even without being told, you still have to lock the door!" Sayuri glared at Eriri. "Hurry up and tidy your room, then come downstairs."
After throwing that command, Sayuri left the room and went downstairs to look for Asa.
Eriri's face was puffy with indignation. She clearly saw that her mother had also seemed to enjoy the situation just now. Now, she was blaming everything on her!
"Hmph, hypocritical woman!"
As Eriri put away the messy sketches and small toys in the room, the image of the scene just now kept replaying in her mind.
It seemed… the spring was about to gush again. Don't misunderstand, it's the spring of literary inspiration!
Eriri put down what she was holding. She quickly sketched a rough posture drawing of the "foal riding a big cart" theme. The lines were smooth. The light, perspective, three-dimensional, and spatial senses were perfectly handled. Even though it was just a crude sketch of figure lines, it captured the stark contrast between the little shota and the JK, as well as the subtle, forceful dominance of the former over the latter!
"This…" Eriri was stunned. The last time she felt this "pen-guided-by-the-gods" feeling, her drawing had won the special prize in a competition!
"Is the key really with Asa-kun?"
"Every time I have close contact with him, my condition is exceptionally good…" Eriri fell into deep thought.
At that moment, Mrs. Sawamura was about to prepare dinner.
"Asa-kun, why don't you have dinner here with us?"
"Auntie Sawamura, I came to Auntie Yotsuya's house for dinner today."
Touko heard the reply and was momentarily taken aback. Auntie Yotsuya? Mrs. Sawamura narrowed her beautiful eyes, and the image of the friendly neighbor, the beautiful young wife she had greeted that morning, popped into her mind.
Is it her?
Just then, an urgent, slightly anxious shout rang out.
"Asa-kun?!"
"Asa-kun, dinner's ready!"
Asa sat up and said goodbye to Mrs. Sawamura. "Auntie Sawamura, Auntie Yotsuya is looking for me." With that, he quickly darted out the door.
He immediately saw Touko and Miko looking around anxiously.
"Auntie Yotsuya, I'm here!" Asa waved at them.
The two women immediately breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the little shota.
"Auntie thought you'd been kidnapped!" Touko said, still shaken. In her opinion, given Asa's good looks and his endearing nature, it was only too normal for him to be targeted by bad people.
"I was at Auntie Sawamura's house for a little while…"
Auntie Sawamura? Touko was slightly puzzled upon hearing that. She looked up just in time to see the newly moved-in beautiful woman stepping out of her house.
"I didn't expect Mrs. Yotsuya to know Asa-kun too."
Hearing Sayuri's words, Touko's willow-like brows furrowed slightly. What does "too" mean? It's not certain who met him first! Touko thought darkly, though her face remained adorned with a smile.
"It is quite a surprise. Mrs. Sawamura hadn't moved in yet the last time Asa-kun came over to play…"
Hearing those words, Sayuri's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. Is this woman bragging that she's known Asa-kun longer?
The smiles remained on the beautiful women's faces, but the occasional glances they exchanged were filled with sharp intent.
"I misjudged her this morning; this woman is not easy to get along with at all!" Both women thought this privately.
Meanwhile, on the second floor, Eriri also heard the commotion downstairs. Peeking out the window and seeing the scene below, she was initially surprised.
However, her gaze was quickly drawn to a familiar figure below.
"Yotsuya-san?"
Miko looked up at the sound and immediately spotted Eriri's distinctive face and blonde hair, exclaiming in surprise.
"Sawamura-san?"
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