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The reason is that, when you really look at Mashiro, she really does resemble an elegant, lazy, and adorable cat.
Shiina Mashiro stared intently at Hayate, who looked completely at ease.
Her eyes flickered from time to time, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Seemingly noticing her gaze, he was enjoying the tickling sensation.
The cat's eyes curved slightly into a semi-circle, revealing a hint of smugness in a human-like manner.
Seeing this, Shiina Mashiro's pink cheeks puffed up slightly, making her look like an adorable little pufferfish.
After pondering for a while, she stretched out her little hand towards the gust of wind in front of her.
He made a smear gesture at the neck.
"One by one, meow!"
In an instant, the gale seemed startled and its fur stood on end.
Shirakawa remained silent, then reached out his other hand and ruffled Mashiro's beautiful hair.
He said in a calm tone, "Let's go, Mashiro. I'll take you to your room."
"You probably really, really want to start drawing, right?"
Upon hearing this, Shiina Mashiro nodded softly, without asking him how he knew such a thing.
She said softly, "Yes, I'm going to participate in the Manga Newcomer Award, and I don't have much time left."
"Shi, I just want to draw."
She only gave one explanation and did not mention that she was a world-class painter.
Therefore, in Mashiro's opinion, this matter is not as important as drawing manga right now.
Shirakawa led Shiina Mashiro to a room and easily put her suitcase inside.
I also helped her clean the room and threw away some useless things in the bedroom.
"Mashiro, this will be your room from now on."
"I understand."
After subconsciously thanking him, Shiina Mashiro suddenly grabbed Shirakawa Shiki's hand.
Her delicate face was expressionless, her pink lips slightly parted.
"Shi, you still haven't answered my question tonight?"
"What?"
Mashiro's tone was naturally like that, as if it had always been so gentle.
It's soft and fluffy, like a marshmallow.
"I want to kiss Shiki, just like Shiki and that woman did in the living room during the day."
Suddenly, Shirakawa turned to look at Mashiro, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.
After all, Mashiro doesn't understand many things.
But this person possesses a pure and innocent temperament, as simple as a blank sheet of paper and as clean as water.
Her elegant, elfin face stirred in him an indelible emotion.
That was... the desire to add one's own color to the blank canvas of reality.
It still has no attributes, but that's enough to make up for that shortcoming.
Or rather, isn't a three-no attribute even cuter?!
After a few seconds of contemplation, Shirakawa chuckled and said, "Mashiro, do you really want to know?"
"Or is it just that you want to figure things out so you can draw inspiration for your own paintings?" (by Zhao)
In fact, he already had the answer in his heart.
However, the reality of the two-dimensional world is reality, and there are bound to be subtle differences between it and certain details in the original work.
Ultimately, it's best to get to the bottom of things.
Upon hearing this, Zhenbai tilted her head slightly and said with a hint of confusion.
"Shi, what's the difference between your two sentences?"
Shirakawa-shiki seemed to have forgotten, and asking the other party yielded no clear answer.
So he shrugged and said, "It's really my fault for being so talkative."
He was about to reach out and hold the girl in front of him, but Mashiro seemed a little impatient and couldn't wait any longer.
Taking the lead, she stretched out her little hand and suddenly pushed.
He glanced at her, then let the force push him away.
She fell gently onto the clean tatami mat.
"Shi, I'm going to gather materials now."
"Don't move, be a good girl."
As he said this, Shiina Masashiro's eyes remained completely unmoved.
With a slight bend, her pure white dress outlined her beautiful figure, creating a wonderful scene that captivated Shirakawa's heart.
Then, under Shirakawa's slightly fluctuating gaze, he straddled her.
Chapter 181 Truly Shameless
The next day, the weather was clear and sunny.
Only wisps of white silk remained in the clouds, hanging under the slightly scorching sun.
Around 7 a.m., Aoyama Nanami hummed a little tune as she unlocked the door to Shirakawa's house.
Hmm... It was given to her by Shirakawa before, since he's not always home.
For Aoyama Nanami, having a key would be more convenient if she needed to come to his home for work.
Shirakawa Shiki is not usually someone who readily trusts others.
But the personalities of these beautiful girls in anime.
He knew everything perfectly well, from the bottom of his heart.
Therefore, there is no need to distrust them at all or be overly wary of them.
Nanami is a serious and responsible girl; otherwise, Shirakawa wouldn't have given her the key.
After changing and taking off her clothes in the entryway, Aoyama Nanami glanced around the rather simple living room.
The house was quite clean, the furniture was neatly arranged, and it was rather quiet.
When she saw that there was no one there, she frowned slightly.
He called out cautiously in a soft voice, "Hello? Is anyone there? Shirakawa-kun?"
"Are you still in bed? Or are you not at home?"
Today is her first day at Shirakawa-shiki's house.
In short, one should be conscientious and responsible, and not leave a bad impression on others.
As for why she wasn't so wary of this employer after only meeting him for the first time, she didn't seem to have many reservations about him.
Perhaps it was because of the other person's gentle smile when we met last time.
It makes her unconsciously and subconsciously believe the other person's feelings.
The meaning of this situation was unclear, and it left her completely baffled for a time.
However, she was quite willing to give the boy a little more trust.
For a long while, no one responded from inside the house.
Aoyama Nanami tilted her head, patted her clothes, and looked somewhat puzzled.
Without giving it much thought, she noticed the cleaning tools on the side and began her work for the day.
Even though her employer might not be home, she would still feel uncomfortable sitting and waiting.
I wanted to call and ask Shirakawa-shiki, but I was afraid that he was busy with something important and I didn't want to bother him.
So, I hummed a pleasant tune as I cleaned, and before long, the living room was spotless.
Aoyama Nanami glanced at the room, a hint of hesitation flashing across her face, but ultimately decided not to go in.
Ultimately, it was before she was allowed to go in and clean.
Wandering into someone else's room is somewhat impolite.
A few seconds later.
"One by one, click!"