manga artist Kirito

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But to be honest, Kiritani-san's personality seems to have changed a bit lately. He always seems to become a sadist without realizing it, most obviously in his sharp tongue... What happened to the dirty jokes?

The girl next to me... isn't she a masochist either?

At least for now, it doesn't seem that way. Although you can see that tendency, what Kiritani-san sees most clearly is that hypocrisy, which is comparable to Haruno's.

Her smile is beautiful and sweet, but too sweet, making it seem a bit fake.

"Want to touch me? So you can face the fact that I'm actually a man... Although it's my first time being touched by a girl in the street, and I'm not used to it, I don't really mind if you really want to touch me."

“…That’s not good.”

With a subtle and polite smile, the girl waved her hand, "Let's forget about this, and besides, I already believe it..."

This guy is a pervert, isn't he? Going after him... was I out of my mind?

"What's with that look? Do you think I'm a pervert? I just wanted you to see this..."

Kiritani-san took a banana out of the bag containing the Baumkuchen and placed it in front of the girl. "This... although it's a bit short and a bit curved, it still looks... quite similar."

"..."

The girl's expression stiffened slightly, becoming even more convinced that this handsome guy, who was actually a boy, was indeed a pervert.

"Ah, well... I'll introduce myself then. My name is Rita Einzworth."

"Hello, Rita Einzbern."

"It's Eindsworth!"

“Yes, Irisviel Eindzbern.”

The blonde Rita sighed in resignation. "Ah, never mind, just call me Rita. And you, what's your name?"

Kiritani-san introduced himself in a very serious manner, "Kurotori Shido, you can call me Google."

"Then, Shido..."

"I'm sorry, I'm not used to being addressed so intimately on our first meeting."

With a slightly awkward expression, Kiritani-san pretended to be very hesitant, "May I call you 'darling'?"

"……roll!"

"Tsk," Kiritani clicked his tongue, too lazy to keep up the pretense. "Just say what's on your mind, I'm not going to help you anyway."

The girl, whose expression had been quite unpleasant just moments before, grinned, pulling her suitcase with one hand and elegantly stroking her pretty face with the other, looking like a lovesick fool. "Me? I just came from England, and I don't know anyone here. I'm trying to find someone... but since I didn't notify them beforehand, I only know the address and don't know how to get there..."

Yes, you can completely ignore what I said before about knowing how far away it is.

"It's so rare to find such a cute boy willing to help, I'm very happy."

Feeling happy? When you told me to get lost earlier, why didn't you say it was a friendly greeting?

"If you'd be willing to show me the way, I can treat you to dinner later!"

"It's not like I can't afford to eat."

Kiritani-san curled his lip. Even though there's a saying in the industry that writing novels is a dead end, I'm not so poor that I can't afford to eat, because I don't write any novels at all.

With a banana in her mouth, which she had bought for the Hachiman family as food, Kiritani-san calmly walked forward. "Do you know Lafite?"

"wine?"

"No, I'm talking about an angel, an angel who's called a devil. Her personality is similar to yours; you both want people to hit you on the back of the head with a brick."

The girl felt that it was difficult for her to connect with the boy next to her on the radio.

"Besides, your breasts aren't as big as hers... if you could burst out of your bra."

"Isn't this sexual harassment? I can understand what a teenage boy is thinking, but some things can't be said too bluntly, Shido!"

...Shido? Who's that? A pervert who likes sexual harassment?

Kiritani tilted his head slightly. "To prevent you from getting lost and being kidnapped later, tell me where you want to go and see if I recognize it..."

"Hey, here."

Taking the phone from Ms. Rita, Kiritani casually placed the banana peel in her hand and then began to look at the address displayed on the phone...

...High-end apartment, 6th floor, room 602?

Kiritani-san turned around with a subtle expression and looked at Ms. Rita, who was holding a banana peel and seemed a little at a loss for what to do... Hey, is it really such a coincidence?

That being said, I probably didn't have much interaction with foreigners during my childhood, right?

Many of the people I know have studied in the UK, and there are also people like Eriri who have some British ancestry but are actually local blondes, but people like Rita... I've never met them before, have I?

"Hmm? What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this address?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. I just happen to be going to this area anyway, you can come with me..."

"Sparashiwa!"

With a dazzling smile, Ms. Rita shamelessly leaned in and hugged Kirigaya-kun's arm. "Then I'll have to trouble you, Shido-san!"

Feeling the fullness of Miss Rita's chest, Kiritani-san's expression changed slightly. Are all foreign girls this bold?

No wonder Eriri refused to stay in England, and no wonder Yukino returned after graduating from middle school abroad... She has no breasts, and can't even do something as normal as hugging someone's arm properly—of course, it's probably unlikely she'd get a bruise.

And right now, shouldn't we be thinking about how to explain this when we get back?

How about this—when I found that little one, it was a rainy day, and she was shivering alone in a cardboard box, with no family or siblings nearby.

However, the description of finding Eriri is not suitable for this girl, is it?

P.S.: Please feed me... I want razor blades.

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[NO.282 Give up, you can't beat me in terms of beauty (Part 3)]

"This wind is so noisy!"

The dark clouds that had been gathering for a long time churned and churned in the increasingly strong winds, with faint flashes of lightning visible within them.

"I feel like a storm is brewing... Shido, how far are we from this?"

Her pretty face was tinged with what seemed like melancholy, and the girl appeared somewhat subdued, a stark contrast to her previous energetic demeanor.

...Perhaps it's understandable. She had just come from England, and hadn't even been on solid ground for long when the weather changed like this. It felt like the whole world wasn't welcoming her...Just kidding.

"It's not very far, but it's not close either."

Kiritani looked down at his belongings. Besides the nearly empty Musashino milk, all he had left were five bananas and a box of Baumkuchen. He felt that getting home safely in this stormy weather was going to be a bit difficult.

Kiritani glanced at the dazzling blonde British girl. Her name... if you think about it carefully, it seems like you've heard it somewhere before?

Britain, Britain... Is it Eriri?

No, this guy probably doesn't have any friends at all, and even if he did, he wouldn't be able to find me... Ah, I'll ask Yui.

Kiritani-san took out his phone and snapped a picture of Rita, who looked puzzled, which immediately surprised her.

With one hand cupping her face, Rita praised herself without any embarrassment, "Eh, are you stunned by my beauty, Shido?"

"Shut up if you're not as cute as my dad!"

The voice coming from the phone, as Yui calmly searched for Rita's information on the other side of the screen, said.

"Huh? This... what is this?"

"My youngest daughter, the super artificial intelligence, Yui."

Kiritani-san's eyebrows twitched slightly. Although being praised was a good thing, and what Yui said was indeed true, the feeling was still quite subtle...

"Oh! I see, I see! You're really amazing, Shido!"

Artificial intelligence is indeed surprising, but that's all it is; there's nothing else to worry about.

Moreover, Rita was more concerned about... that what she said was indeed not wrong, and really cute.

...It's a pity he's a man—no, why should it be a pity?

Isn't this better?

Her long hair fluttered in the wind, the girl pouted, and her eyes flickered slightly.

"Hey, Shido, do you know Shiina Mashiro?"

"...Should I know?"

The ponytail, swaying in the strong wind, gradually became disheveled. Kiritani-san didn't seem to care and calmly asked a question.

"She's amazing! Born into an artistic family, she started learning to paint from a young age. Every painting she creates can be called art. She's been recognized as a child destined to become an art master. Mashiro, her fingers hold countless possibilities for the future. Her paintings will surely be remembered for all time!"

With a confident expression, Rita seemed to truly see that future, and then smiled again as she hugged Kiritani's arm. "As for Shido, he's probably Mashiro's neighbor or something, right? Even if you're not close, you should know him, right?"

"An art master... Shiina Mashiro?"

Kiritani-san did not resist Rita's actions, but when it comes to art masters... sorry, I really don't know any art master Shiina Mashiro, I only know a bumbling artist Shiina Mashiro.

But Ms. Rita, do you... really think so?

As Kiritani glanced at the information about Rita Einzworth that Yui had compiled, a subtle change appeared in his expression.

"Whatever you want, it's raining, and we're still a few minutes away from that address... Do you want to walk in the rain, or find somewhere to take shelter?"

Tiny raindrops dripped from the phone screen. Kiritani put the phone away, then looked up at the sky. "A new storm has arrived... I really shouldn't have gone out."

"Hey Shido, so you're a total shut-in who doesn't like going out?"

"I'm really sorry I'm a shut-in."

Kiritani-san glared at her. "Be careful. If you upset me, in this weather, I could drag you into an alley and have sex with you without you even noticing... Ah, speaking of which, having sex in the rain does seem kind of interesting."

"...Um...Shido, so he's a pervert!?"

With a forced expression, as if she had been frightened, Rita acted cautiously, as if she was worried that she would really be grabbed and raped.

"By the way, you should know something, right?"

Although the act was quite convincing, if you were really scared, shouldn't you have let go of my arm immediately, or just given me an over-the-shoulder throw?

Rita is being a little too calm.

"No, I don't know anything."

"How disgusting. It must have been hard for you to pretend like that."

Kiritani-san wanted to reach out and brush away the stray strands of hair in front of her eyes, but with one hand holding something and the other being held, she simply couldn't do it...

"Of course, I'm not at a disadvantage this way, but aren't you uncomfortable?"

"I'm not faking it! Shido's words are really harsh. I just like hugging Shido."

"Lust at first sight? I see... I understand."

As they walked, Kiritani-san felt the hand that was holding him was wet...

Then, Miss Rita's skirt got wet too...

Okay, to be precise, both of them were wet.

"umbrella!"

With their hair all disheveled, the two walked against the wind towards the apartment, which was still a two or three-minute walk away. Kiritani-san couldn't help but try to pull away from the arms that were holding her, and as she rubbed against those soft mounds, the girl's lips parted slightly, and she let out a groan with a blank expression...

Sa...Saxifrage?

"You stupid woman, what are you yelling about? Hurry up and get the umbrella out. I saw it at the supermarket."

"No, I don't want to."

"Are you a wife who's already in a lazy phase on the third day of our marriage? I'm asking you to carry the umbrella for your own good. If your shabby clothes show too much skin later, it's not my problem."

Kiritani-san increasingly felt that this woman was insane. "Also, let go of me, my girlfriend will chop you up if she sees this!"

"Wow, Shido has a girlfriend? If that's the case, why is he still flirting with me? I..."

"roll!"

…………

Kiritani-san walked against the wind, holding his umbrella expressionlessly. Most of his body was soaked, and the half that wasn't wet was only because Rita, who was clinging tightly to his arm, was helping to shield him.

The umbrella was rather small, so Kiritani-san only covered half of Rita's face, and rainwater slid off the umbrella and dripped onto her head...

With a blank expression, Rita rested her head on Kiritani-san's shoulder.