"I told you, that’s not how you draw it!!"
Early the next morning, when Fang Zheng pushed open the door to Eiriri’s room, the first thing he heard was Eiriri’s shouting. Looking up, he saw her flailing her arms and yelling at the computer screen, while on the other side of the screen, a girl wearing a strange mask was trying to explain.
"But I don’t know......"
"If you don’t know, then search for it! Or, I have a high-definition, shame-free one to give you!!"
"But......such shamelessness......ah!"
The girl in the mask was about to say something, but when she saw Fang Zheng come in, she was so startled that she yelped, and the next moment she immediately cut off the video call.
"What’s going on?"
Fang Zheng glanced at the drafts and original illustrations piled around and asked. Hearing his voice, Eiriri breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and looked at Fang Zheng helplessly.
"Ah, Mr. Fang Zheng, good morning."
"Morning, did you not sleep all night?"
Fang Zheng looked at Eiriri’s somewhat messy hair, and the latter sighed profoundly.
"I didn’t think setting up a studio would be this hard. Sure enough, it was simpler and more convenient working alone before......"
"Aren’t you satisfied with the people Fairy introduced to you?"
Of course, Fang Zheng knew why Eiriri was lamenting; her workload was increasing, and she couldn’t handle it alone. Moreover, the EROGAME Fang Zheng was going to work on next was such an art devourer that even having an entire studio might not be enough. Eiriri wasn’t a Time Dragon; she didn’t have Fang Zheng’s ability to wrap up a Triple-A title overnight, so she had to find more people.
But now it seems like it’s not going very smoothly?
"Ha......Mr. Fang Zheng, you’ll see."
As she spoke, Eiriri sighed helplessly again and handed a tablet on the table to Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng took the tablet and carefully glanced at it.
"This is......Izumi Saki, oh, the friend of Yamada Elf, this isn’t bad at all?"
Although the style was different from Eiriri’s, Fang Zheng could tell that this artist named Izumi Saki was also quite skilled. What was Eiriri’s issue?
In response to Fang Zheng’s comment, Eiriri waved her hand silently.
"Next one."
"Oh."
Fang Zheng nodded, swiped the tablet, and his expression froze.
"What is this......a worm?"
"Can’t even draw a man’s junk, what kind of Eromanga teacher is that!!"
Eiriri was so angry she almost flipped the table.
"You’ve never eaten pork, but you’ve seen pigs run, right? What is this crap!!!"
"........"
Facing Eiriri’s complaint, Fang Zheng didn’t want to say anything.
After all, he too had mixed feelings about that worm.
"And then there’s Shiina Mashiro......"
"Let me see."
Fang Zheng flipped the tablet again and quickly opened Shiina Mashiro’s folder. He didn’t think Shiina Mashiro would make the same mistake as Izumi Saki because Fang Zheng had read Shiina Mashiro’s profile. She studied oil painting abroad from an early age, a typical genius artist, and in foreign oil painting scenes, drawing bodies is quite common, so there’s no way Shiina Mashiro would draw a worm like Izumi Saki.
The only question now was whether her oil painting style suited the two-dimensional world......hmm?
"This seems quite nice too......alright, I’ll keep looking."
After glancing at Shiina Mashiro’s artwork, Fang Zheng thought the style was great, but seeing Eiriri’s expression, he knew the issue wasn’t with the style. He thus decided to keep looking, learning from past mistakes.
First panel: Girl with bread in her mouth, running late.
Okay, a cliché operation of girls’ manga.
Second panel: Crashing into the male lead at a street corner.
Another cliché operation.
Third panel: Love at first sight for both.
...hmm?
Fourth panel: Rival appears.
.........meow meow meow???
Fifth panel: They confess to each other, the end.
".......Is this supposed to be a four-panel comic?"
Fang Zheng was puzzled, flipping the tablet over and over, failing to understand what this was. Love at first sight is somewhat reasonable, but suddenly a rival appears on the way to school? And more bizarrely, the rival does nothing before they confess and end the story, so what’s the point of bringing in this rival?
"Don’t ask me, go ask her..........."
At this moment, Eiriri was collapsed on the desk like a dead pig. She was suffering from the same problem as Fang Zheng; at first glance, she thought the other’s artwork was good and could immediately bring them onto the team. But as it turned out, both were all show and no substance: one couldn’t even draw a simple golden symbol, and the other... well, their brain seemed to be wired in a way that was completely unfathomable.
"I’ll leave Mashiro to you, Mr. Fang Zheng. I’m going to take a nap before I get up to draw illustrations for the Fairy."
"Take care of your health, let Belfast make something good for you to eat."
Fang Zheng reached out and patted Eiriri on the head. He watched as she crawled into bed like a zombie and fell asleep, packed with snores. Only then did he shake his head with a wry smile, and then walked over to Shiina Mashiro’s room and knocked on the door.
"Mashiro, it’s time to get up. Today is your first day of school, you don’t want to be late."
Although it was international, school was still a must. Just that Shiina Mashiro couldn’t attend the same school as Eiriri, since that one was exclusive for Death Game survivors. So, Shiina Mashiro had transferred to the Suimei University of the Arts affiliated high school art department. Today was her first day, surely she couldn’t be late.
"............"
Yet, after knocking for a long time, there was no response from inside. So he simply opened the door and walked into the room and then......
"Whoa, this is a real mess."
Looking at the room in front of him, Fang Zheng was speechless. The bedroom was scattered with all sorts of clothes, and even the suitcase was spread across the floor like a tornado had blown through. Mashiro herself was curled up under the computer desk, sleeping soundly like a cat.
"Well, it is what it is."
Seeing this, Fang Zheng shook his head, walked to the front of the desk, and knocked.
"Mashiro, time to get up, have breakfast, and go to school."
"Mmm........."
After Fang Zheng’s call, Mashiro finally opened her eyes, slowly crawled out from under the blanket, and stood in front of Fang Zheng.
It was then that Fang Zheng noticed the girl in front of him was completely unclothed... Yep, she wasn’t wearing a thing.
Except......
"Didn’t expect you to have such a nice figure."
Fang Zheng reached out to stroke his chin, looking at Mashiro in front of him, and hearing Fang Zheng’s comment, Mashiro tilted her head in confusion.
"Nice figure?"
"Your chest, yesterday it was hard to see with clothes on, but it turns out... yeah, you better not let Eiriri see this. She originally thought you were a comrade, but if she finds out you’re the class enemy, that would be a different story."
Any other regular girl would have already screamed or dashed back into hiding. However, Mashiro just stood there dazed, looking at Fang Zheng without saying a word. While any classic male protagonist from Japanese anime would have blushed red and turned away trying to cover themselves in embarrassment, urging the other person to get dressed.
As for Fang Zheng... he simply stood there, squinting his eyes and appreciatively observing the beautiful girl in front of him.
Come on, he wasn’t one of those anime guys who’d never even held a girl’s hand. Besides, if she doesn’t mind, why be so dramatic about it? Looking won’t hurt, and who are you pretending for with all that dramatizing?
"Alright, get dressed, wash your face, brush your teeth, eat breakfast, and then I’ll take you to the new school to get acquainted."
"Which one should I wear?"
Even at this moment, Shiina Mashiro’s face didn’t falter, and her tone was as if she were asking an ordinary question. Faced with her inquiry, Fang Zheng thought for a moment.
"Hmm... since your name is Mashiro, how about wearing white?"
Next, Fang Zheng helped Mashiro get dressed, washed up, had breakfast, and then took her out of Hinata Manor, heading towards the school.
One must say, this girl’s self-sufficiency skills were truly lacking. Although Rei Ayanami was also a girl of few words, she at least knew how to dress herself and boil water. But this Young Lady here, well, she couldn’t do anything on her own. Can’t dress, can’t wash, gives the impression of a privileged princess used to everything being done for her.
One wonders how her parents managed to raise her to this age and still let her out on her own.
Luckily, the Game World’s security environment was relatively decent. Put this situation at the Third Coordinate Point, and she’d have been snatched by Goblins to their nest by now.
Not only that.........
"Never thought you’d lack common sense to such a degree......"
Watching Mashiro nonchalantly pick up a Baumkuchen and start eating it in the convenience store, Fang Zheng began to wonder how she had safely traveled from the United Kingdom to Japan. She resembled a primitive person thrown into the modern world, clueless beyond belief!
"......... Want some?"
Noticing Fang Zheng’s gaze, Mashiro silently picked another Baumkuchen from the shelf, and right at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out from behind them.
"Oh no! You can’t just eat the store’s items!"
"Hmm?"
Hearing this voice, Fang Zheng turned his head and saw a ponytail girl in a convenience store uniform staring in shock, pointing at the Baumkuchen in Mashiro’s hand.
And this girl... hmm, Fang Zheng thought she looked somewhat familiar.
"Hey, good morning, Miss."
Fang Zheng cheerfully greeted the ponytail girl.
"Didn’t expect us to meet here."
"Eh?"
Upon hearing Fang Zheng’s greeting, the ponytail girl was momentarily stunned. Then she turned her gaze towards Fang Zheng, pondered for a moment, and suddenly leaped up in surprise.
"Oh, it’s you?!"

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