manga artist Kirito

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Reluctantly shrinking her neck, Eriri's face was full of annoyance. These people are really disrespecting me, the head of the manga club, more and more. I was here first, and my appearance was impressive. How come they all bully me now? Even I want to become stronger!

Seriously, these guys...

Kiritani Kazuto is nothing compared to my childhood friend Aki Tomoya... actually...

It seems there's really nothing worth mentioning?

The level that Kirigaya has reached is enough to make Ronya cry his eyes out, right?

Maybe, Tomoya-kun is... no, this guy is actually a fan of Kirigaya!

Why compare like this...?

P.S.: I promised Orange No. 1 I'd resume updates...

Then, just as I was about to finish writing this chapter, the power went out, and it hasn't been restored until now.

My severe cold is mostly gone. It's cold, so please pay attention to temperature changes (the real damage from rain in southern winters is terrifying).

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[NO.474 This is today's update]

"In short, most of the discussions about love are irrelevant to you."

Back in her room, Kasumigaoka Utaha opened the door and looked at the obviously sullen loser, saying with a smile, "Even if it's related to you, with your emotional intelligence, it's probably hard to handle."

"What nonsense are you spouting, Kasumigaoka Utaha?!"

Eriri glared angrily, almost throwing her pillow at him, "You unsatisfied, fat woman in black stockings deserve no one to want you!"

Come on, hurt each other!

Not to be outdone, Eriri raised her chin like a proud little hen.

Before, I wondered why people sometimes used the term "proud old hen" to describe women. I didn't understand! But now I do. Girls are like little hens, so women are like old hens... It makes perfect sense!

"I think it's pointless for the two of you to argue about such trivial things all day long."

Sinon decided to offer some interesting suggestions, "For example, you two could set the same goal, like trying to win over Kirito, or like monthly sales... Oh, I forgot Sawamura-kun doesn't have a stable income yet, but that's one way to do it."

"—Hey, Shino Asada, what was your intention in bringing up that first example?"

Alice felt that she couldn't be friends with Shino-san properly. She was such a jerk, always trying to annoy people. She even called herself a "supporting master," as if she wanted to provide an assist to everyone.

"Of course they want to take advantage of the chaos!"

She grinned, revealing a bright smile. "Isn't this just common sense? That's how jokes are."

"..."

No wonder this person always gives people the urge to dump her body in Tokyo Bay.

Perhaps there were too many spirits, because Shiina Mashiro suddenly grabbed a pillow, aimed it at Sinon's head, and smashed it with all her might. The pillow hit Sinon's face perfectly, and the sudden attack made her fall backward in a daze.

"Today doesn't seem to be April 2nd, does it?"

Alice watched Shiina Mashiro throw the pillow and fell silent for a moment. In that world, it was pillow fight day, but the timing was wrong. But it seemed that the battle was about to begin.

Kasumigaoka Utaha crossed her arms and nodded in agreement, "It is indeed quite boring to play such a simple game as throwing pillows."

Eriri tilted her head and sneered, "It's more like you've never played a pillow fight before, right? And you say the regular way is boring, tsk tsk tsk..."

"Ha! You talk as if you've ever played around with it, Miss Sawamura who has no friends."

Although I've never actually played it, it's really not fun in a normal way. Besides, without a specific goal, I reckon Kasumigaoka Utaha would just throw her pillow at Eriri.

"The Mist! The Hill! The Poem..."

"Stop it, it's always the same. Can't you come up with something new?"

Every time Eriri is provoked, her first reaction is to yell her name. Kasumigaoka Utaha is really tired of it. How wonderful it would be to be like Kiritani-san, who can always find the right moment to provoke someone, making it irresistible. Maybe that's what a masochist is.

"Let's skip the pillow fight. It's better to get some rest. Other people's plans can be quite interesting."

How interesting can it be?

"It can enhance your relationship..."

"Shut up! I've got a great target in mind!"

Alice stepped in to interrupt, drawing everyone's attention, "Do you know the assist king?"

"Nani yo?"

"What Nani listed?"

"Imiwaga nai?"

"What I mean is, whoever wins the next pillow fight will be in charge tomorrow, and the loser must provide the winner with the perfect assist!"

Alice raised her hand, her face full of confidence, "Of course, you can also make some reasonable requests, such as... spending time alone with Xiaotongtong."

"I think it's okay."

I think it's OK!

At this moment, even Shiina Mashiro, who usually seemed indifferent to most things, narrowed her eyes, perked up, and even grabbed the pillow in her hand. It was a little of a pity that the pillow she had just thrown had ended up in Shino's hands.

Lacking equipment, what a pity!

—Of course, Eriri wasn't very interested in this kind of thing; rather, she simply didn't understand why she should participate in such a struggle for Kiritani-san's sake.

Besides, are these people stupid?

Your opponent is Alice! She's a monster in the kendo club, able to overpower Kirigaya with a wooden sword. She's proficient in both power generation techniques and fighting skills. Are you sure you want to be opponents with someone like that?

In particular, didn't you even ask the person involved?

So, they went to war.

So, Kirito and Asuna, standing outside the door, looked at the figures moving inside with complicated expressions, their hands on the doorknob hesitant to open the door.

Finally, Kirito took two steps back, leaned against the corridor railing, raised his hand to rub his forehead, and felt a terrible headache.

Why didn't we see them having so much fun before? And the timing was just right, exactly when they came back.

Yes, both Kirito and Asuna heard everything they said.

Asuna had a subtle smile on her lips, and her gaze toward Kirito was somewhat peculiar.

"Hey, Kirito-kun, do you think it would be better if I joined in too? After all, I really want to spend some time alone with Kirito-kun. It's such a rare opportunity, and someone will even help me out... It sounds really interesting."

"Besides, in our naturally developing relationship, we've never experienced anything this difficult..."

"No, Asuna, this sweet and sour feeling isn't good, really!"

Kirito raised his hand and said very seriously, "The cozy style is the best!"

"In short, I just want you to have a headache, and I can get jealous too."

She smiled and reached out to tug at Kirito's cheek, pouting slightly as she openly expressed her dissatisfaction.

"...Well, you've made up your mind."

Since that's what they've said, then... there's nothing we can do about it!

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"Well, in this freezing weather, we're still helping out these young ladies. I feel so empty, lonely, and cold!"

"...Go back and soak in the hot springs, put a heater next to you when you sleep, and wear more clothes."

"Shut up, you idiot! What I mean is, let's go flirt with young master Kiritani, with the unique charm of our butler and maids!"

Izayoi Kagami calmly loaded the burnt fireworks debris back into the car and said indifferently, "I'm not going."

But then Tenjouin Shokichi smiled again, a very sweet smile, "Then let's be yuri!"

"Bu Bai, get out!"

P.S.: Yes, that's right, I want Shenzhi and Xiaoqi to have a yuri relationship!

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【NO.475 A Winter Morning】

Aside from its most famous hot springs and Jigokudani (Hell Valley), Noboribetsu is home to the Noboribetsu Primeval Forest in the northeast. Centered around the Mizuki and Kumazu trees, this forest is interspersed with various broad-leaved trees and has been designated a natural monument. Furthermore, the Shikagami Mt., which stands to the east, is home to a bear farm where black and brown bears are said to be a sight to behold.

Personally, neither the primeval forest nor the bear farm is particularly special, but for the girls, these are sights they rarely see. So, after their unexplained pillow fight, Asuna suggested that they could visit the outskirts of the primeval forest the next morning and go to the bear farm in the afternoon.

There was no night raid, and no drunken mishaps or anything so far removed from reality. In the cold winter morning, Kirito rubbed his still-closed eyes, seemingly still immersed in last night's beautiful dream—and since it was a beautiful dream, beautiful girls were naturally indispensable, though those who weren't exactly girls would also appear. The dream was indeed quite lively, and Kirito spent it with a very unpleasant feeling, simply because…

Well, it's all because of Macau...

Oh wait, I've gone off-topic. It should be the Kirito War, which is held once every cycle—a girl who stands up to fight against her rivals for Kirito's sake... Speaking of which, this one doesn't seem as fun as the one held in Fuyuki City.

Unfortunately, there is no source to enter or exit here; one can only enter and exit through Kirito.

But honestly, it's really embarrassing to have a dream like this. If a cunning person saw it, they'd probably record it and play it every day!

Of course, it's a bit of a pity, since we didn't get to see the result.

"Oh ho ho..."

Yawning lazily, Kirito muttered to himself, "Speaking of which, why doesn't this winter morning feel as cold as I expected?"

A faint ray of light shone through the curtains, but unfortunately, it wasn't as warm as it would be in summer... Wait, even though this level of sunlight isn't hot, why is my bed unexpectedly warm?

Are you kidding me? There aren't any girls next to me...

and many more!

I feel like I'm having a little trouble breathing, and the bulges in the bedding are way too high.

I subconsciously roll up the blankets when I go to sleep... what a joke!

I don't have that habit. I just often press down on both ends of the blanket with my arms, and I can clearly see the blanket bulging... Hey! Really?

No way, this kind of thing doesn't seem right at all, does it?

Calm down, calm down!

First count the prime numbers, then find the Time Chicken!

Under no circumstances can such a generalized fact be made. You know, these days, even slightly in-depth descriptions are doomed—for example, a deep kiss, a wet kiss is not allowed, especially for a writer like me who subconsciously writes in a rather erotic way, it's a recipe for disaster!

Then, Kirito saw the blankets tremble... and that warm, slender hand seemed to slide into his abdomen and gradually move downwards...

So, who is this guy whose head is obviously resting on my chest?

Asuna?

Absolutely understandable!

Alice?

...It's barely acceptable.

Kasumigaoka Utaha?

...Wouldn't it be better to just throw it out the window?

But think about it: the neighbors are all girls. If someone sneaks into your bed while you're half asleep and the others find out... then you're doomed!

Of course, at least Kirito can confirm that his clothes are intact, since there's no feeling of him being naked. But the most urgent thing is to find out who is sleeping in the bed.

Hmm, please don't let it be Christina!

So, Kirito forced himself to remain calm and slowly and gently lifted the covers... What came into view next was dazzling blond hair...

Kirito covered himself with the blankets without expression.

It's not Asuna, not Kasumigaoka, not Shino-san!

But there are three blondes! Wouldn't it be better to just pick anyone at random?

Oh no, blonde hair... it's actually quite easy to spot, isn't it? At least Alice is acceptable, but Eriri is completely out of the question...

So, Kirito pursed his lips and lifted the covers again...

With her snow-white skin and high, soft breasts, as if she had caught a chill, she opened her sleepy eyes.

"Um, Daddy..."

“——???”

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