manga artist Kirito

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The clothes were indeed worn.

But this only refers to Kirito, since he's not used to sleeping naked.

However, there are always people who like to sleep naked, like... someone who calls Kirito "Dad".

Uh, I meant Shiina Mashiro.

"So, you're here to wake me up?"

"Ah."

"Why are you calling me Dad? Didn't you say you weren't the eldest daughter?"

"Ugh..."

"Forget it, don't do it again next time. At least put on some clothes... No, it's best if there's no next time."

In short, here's what happened: Mashiro woke up early because she wasn't secretly drawing manga late at night, so she came to wake Kirito. Unfortunately, he carried Asuna for a long time last night, which exhausted him, so he was sleeping soundly. Mashiro just stayed there watching...

Feeling cold, and finding a blanket available, I naturally took off my clothes and crawled inside, intending to take a nap...

Yes, after helping Mashiro get dressed, Kirito, who had almost been sliced ​​in two by Asuna, finally understood the general outline of what had happened. But to be honest, it was still quite early, only a little past eight o'clock, and there was still a hazy mist outside.

"Today's plans were finalized last night."

"Should we split into two teams? I feel that seven people... is too many, and they might easily get separated."

"Whatever, I'm fine with being in a group with Xiaotongtong!"

"...Hey, how's the pillow fight from last night going if we're splitting into groups?"

"What pillow fight?"

"No, nothing at all!"

And so, the team was formed amidst the chaos.

Eriri pouted, "I feel like it's no different from free time."

"Do you think this is a school-organized winter outing or a school trip?"

Kirito rolled his eyes. "Traveling is all about going everywhere. If you're not interested, you can go to the inn and soak in the hot springs."

Kirito, who habitually targets Eriri, finds this blonde duo truly amazing!

The scenery along the way was beautiful, especially when we got close to the primeval forest area, where the air felt noticeably fresher. The only downside was that Alice and Mashiro were holding my hands, which was a little inconvenient.

Mashiro, well, that's understandable, since she's always like this when Asuna isn't around, but Alice...

Hey! Listen up, that loser next to you is really unhappy!

Watch out, she might jump up and bite your forehead!

P.S.: Some people want to let loose and be themselves (

Moreover, it's time to seriously write some romance storylines.

482

【NO.476 Can't Take It】

If you cannot avoid it, then your duty is to endure it. If you are destined to endure it, then saying that you cannot endure it is weakness and foolishness.

—Jane Eyre

Don't be fooled by the source attribution; I just want to say that these girls are a bit too clingy.

Mashiro is always good at being direct; she never hides what she wants to say or do, but expresses it very directly. Alice is also surprisingly strong-willed; although she sometimes acts a bit like a nymphomaniac, she is still very direct. Therefore, they don't hide anything.

Therefore, walking in the cold wind, all passersby could smell was an extremely unpleasant stench of dog food—yes, let's not target Eriri for now, she's already pitiful enough.

“With someone, carry me on your back.”

Suddenly, Mashiro walked forward, turned around, and slightly raised her hands in front of Kirito, like a rabbit.

...To be honest, I have very little confidence in my weak physique, so why do I always have to carry them when we go out?

Kirito rubbed his forehead, feeling a bit conflicted. Kids these days are getting more and more troublesome. They can walk on their own, but they insist on being carried. Carrying them is fine normally, but now... wait, Alice, what are you trying to do?

How about a princess carry?

She smiled sweetly, placed her hand on Kirito's shoulder, and spoke with an undeniable air of authority.

The world is going to the dogs...

What should I do if I really want to refuse?

Of course, I know you wouldn't be shy even if you were being carried in a princess carry, but can't you think about me a little bit?

"Little Tongtong, why aren't you saying anything?"

With her eyes slightly wide open, like a little lioness about to erupt in anger, Alice looked at Kirito, who remained rooted to the spot without making any move, and was slightly displeased.

No! Actually, Kirito was just thinking, if he compared the blonde Alice to a little lioness, then what should he compare the blonde Eriri to?

Fill in the blanks, please answer—

"No, it's tiring to carry you."

Kirito reached out and pinched Alice's cheek gently. "If I were to carry you, I'd have to carry Mashiro on my back. The two of you are a weight I can't bear."

"How could that be? I pay close attention to my figure, and I'm the type who can't gain weight no matter what I eat."

She angrily slapped Kirito's hand away, "You're just making excuses! Don't you want to hug me?"

...Please spare me!

Kirito began to regret not maintaining a regular exercise routine. At least that way he could have kept up his fitness level and wouldn't have ended up exhausted even though he could easily defeat a group of opponents.

Incidentally, compared to Alice, Mashiro is much more direct.

She walked over, then lightly jumped up and hung on Kirito's back.

"...I'm not trying to be mean, but can't you guys just stop me from seeing scenes like this?"

Eriri grinned, revealing her sharp little fangs. "Seriously, it's been like this ever since we took the Shinkansen here, and it's still like this now... When will this ever end?"

It's never going to end!

Although I really want it to end like this, I might get hammered to death, or I might bleed too much when I touch a razor blade while opening a package—I want to let loose, but it feels even more dangerous.

However, no one responded to Eriri's words, making her feel like she was superfluous.

"I'm not happy. I want to go home. I don't want to be with you guys at all!"

Eriri was not only extremely aggrieved, but she also wanted to hit Kirito's chest with a hammer.

Suddenly, Kirito, caught in the middle of the love triangle between his daughter and his childhood friend, looked over. For a moment, Eriri was very happy. At least this guy finally noticed her, and she no longer had to endure being ignored and then being subjected to cold, slap-in-the-face displays of affection.

However, what Kirito said next completely stunned her.

"Hey, do you want me to carry you in a princess carry?"

"W-what?"

She blinked blankly, stammering, "You...you...stupid? What do you mean? All of a sudden! What princess carry? Shut up! I don't need that kind of thing!"

Her pretty face flushed red instantly, and a shy look flashed in her eyes. She waved her hands haphazardly, as if trying to defuse the awkward situation.

“Look, look!”

With a serious expression, Kirito turned around and pointed at Alice and Shiina Mashiro clinging to him, "Look at Eriri, and then look at you guys. You're all classmates, so why are your thoughts so different?"

"..."

...It seems I've misunderstood something?

Eriri, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment, stared at Kirito for a while, her eyes reddening slightly, before finally lowering her head in silence.

At this moment, Kirito was a little flustered, worried that Eriri might cry.

Then, he panicked even more.

He saw it; Eriri bent down and picked up a brick from the roadside...

…………

Kirito walked away. He saw a stream ahead and went over to wash his hands—washing his hands was secondary; the main thing was to relax.

However, after Kirito left, the atmosphere at the scene began to freeze.

"I saw it all this morning... I never expected you to be the one who was hiding your true abilities."

Alice squinted her eyes slightly, "Don't give me that cute look, not even tilting your head. You're really good at hiding your true colors."

"I am special."

Mashiro looked in the direction Kirito had left, then glanced sideways at the hostile girl, "More special than you."

Shiina Mashiro is actually very smart. At least her emotional intelligence has improved a lot recently. Poor interpersonal relationships are not due to a lack of emotional intelligence, but rather to the type of people she is dealing with.

Moreover, just the word "special" was enough to make Alice's expression change slightly.

Yes, Alice is certain. This seemingly clumsy, emotionless face is actually a formidable enemy!

At that moment, Eriri, with a strange smile on her face, secretly took out her phone and started recording.

"My relationship with Xiaotongtong is not as simple as you think."

Alice's expression changed slightly, and then her smile returned. Although it was a bit forced, the expressionless face in front of her usually made people want to hug and kiss her without getting pricked, but her only thought now was to be wary.

As for Shiina Mashiro's claim of being "special," even if it is special, how special can it be?

Furthermore, the hostility is becoming increasingly apparent!

I'm slightly envious of this guy... he seems to be able to act without restraint.

Shiina Mashiro silently watched her, observing the girl whose eyes held a hint of envy for some reason, her pretty eyes flickering slightly.

Suddenly, she spoke up, "I can call him—Dad!"

P.S.: I can't take it anymore...

I'll finish it tomorrow.

483

【NO.477 I didn't skip it】

Eriri's face turned very red.

Perhaps it's because the weather is quite cold.

"Yes, it's because of the cold weather. The cold wind just now turned them red. It's not because I heard anything unbelievable that they turned like this..."

On the section of the road that was only a short distance from the primeval forest, the taciturn Mashiro had an indifferent expression, while Alice's expression was subtle, like the kind of expression that said, "I never thought you were this kind of person," with obvious disbelief.

...If you say that nothing extraordinary happened here when you left, Kirito definitely wouldn't believe it. He could tell just from Eriri's textbook tsundere words, "I'm not being tsundere, I just wanted to tell you."

Moreover, judging from Alice's incredulous expression, it seems that Mashiro is the one who's up to no good.

Looking at his adorable eldest daughter with slight confusion, Kirito raised an eyebrow... Well, if it were Mashiro, it wouldn't be strange if she said something outrageous, but who should take the blame?

There are two options: a blue-haired sniper who can snipe an enemy machine gunner from 800 miles away, or a black-clad swordsman who can wield dual swords and slash through enemy targets with eight strikes...

Seemingly sensing Kirito's gaze, Shiina Mashiro tilted her head and looked over, her pretty eyes filled with a hint of confusion and bewilderment. "What?"

"No, it's just that when I left just now, you guys seemed to have said something rather unusual?"

Well, Shiina Mashiro's adorable expressions are just too irresistible. Kirito considers himself to have a very strong will, but he still gets provoked by those kinds of expressions all the time. "That's cheating!"

Suddenly, Kirito felt his hand being tightly grasped, and a warm feeling emanated from his slightly damp palm. To be honest, in winter, if you don't wear gloves, you'll feel your hands getting cold and your fingers stiff within two minutes of exposing them. It just so happens that being held by someone else at this moment, especially one that's still a little warm, feels wonderful!

Oh my god! This is a move that will definitely earn you extra points!

But why does it seem to be shaking...?

"Little Tongtong! Although I don't know why your fetishes have suddenly become so strange, I can still satisfy you!"

Taking a deep breath, Alice looked serious and solemn, as if she had made a momentous decision!

No! No!?

Um, I mean... it's just holding hands, and I just casually remark on how gentle your hands are. I really like that feeling, and then it becomes a weird fetish?

Seeing Alice's expression, as if she had made this decision with great difficulty, Kirito licked his lips with a complicated expression, and almost lost his composure!

Okay, okay, I know, I embarrassed myself! Next time I go out, I'll definitely wear gloves, and even if I don't have gloves, I'll put my hands in my pockets! —Yes, no more feeling touched!