บท 388: Asumi Knight
The props were forcibly confiscated by Asumi and had no choice but to find the props himself, and ended up finding a pair of rubber gloves in the kitchen.
"I start."
Naoki walked to the box, and opened it.
The cardboard box was opened, and a black shadow rushed out, panicked and fled towards Asumi.
"Aahhhh!" Asumi who had just calmed down suddenly shouted, "Damn rat, don't come near me!"
Some people freeze in surprise, with stiff hands and feet, while others respond with extra-long responses.
Asumi was undoubtedly the latter.
She was so frightened by the rodent that she screamed, and seeing that she couldn't hide, she jumped straight on Naoki's back, with his legs wrapped around Naoki's waist.
Naoki never expected that the first intimate contact with Asumi would be achieved under such circumstances.
If I could do it again, I would definitely dodge!
"Quickly let go." Naoki slapped the arm that was strangling his neck, and said with a black line on his face, "I'm about to run out of breath."
"Hate, hate, hate! Kouhai-kun hurry up and get rid of the rats!"
Needless to say, the rat had escaped without a trace, but if Asumi didn't let go, she would become an assassin!
"Down."
Naoki stretched out his hand and was about to release Asumi on his back, when his fingertips suddenly touched a soft touch.
What?
His right hand was subconsciously pinched, and a touch of lift and an indescribable softness immediately followed the fingertips and passed him into the mind.
The air suddenly became calm.
Asumi's body froze on Naoki's back, and his breath blew past Naoki's ears, like a cold wind with an aura that froze everything, said quietly:
"Kou~hai~kun, how do you want to die?"
Naoki let go of his right hand and sincerely apologized: "Sorry, I made a mistake."
Asumi ignored it and continued to smile:
"Intravenous injection, or making a specimen, you can choose one."
"Is there a difference between the two?" Naoki complained. "No matter which one is chosen, I will die!"
"Of course." Asumi jumped off Naoki's back, stretched her arms behind her back, covering her small buttocks, blushing, she gritted her teeth, "I can inject you in the front, but in the back, can I make you a specimen!"
"I want to appeal." Naoki raised his right hand "I won't die."
It just touches your ass. This kind of physical contact happens every day on trains and subways. If this is to be sentenced to death, the men of the world can only see it in the zoo!
"Deprivation of the right to appeal and enforce the original sentence."
Naoki was about to complain when he suddenly felt someone staring at him with fanatical eyes.
Turning her head to look, the bespectacled woman hugged the drawing board at some point, smirking, holding a pencil and waving it briskly at the drawing board.
"No, don't stop." The bespectacled woman blushed, "Please continue."
Carry on, damn it! How is it possible to continue the conversation earlier in front of a stranger!
"What are you drawing?" Asumi reached out and lowered the skirt of the maid outfit, and asked.
"Ah, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself…" The bespectacled woman who was clearly stupid pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, "I'm actually a mangaka, and you two gave me a lot of inspiration just now, thank you very much."
"Manga?" Asumi is confused. "Shouldn't you set up a studio and have a group of assistants? Why are you alone?"
The bespectacled girl said shyly: "I actually mangaka on the street."
Naoki stepped forward, looked at the sketch on the drawing board, and said expressionlessly:
"Are you really a mangaka?"
Asumi's eyes widened, and he complained, "What is this!"
On the drawing board, the lines clearly depicted Naoki and Asumi. It can be seen that the sketching skill is quite good, but the problem is the wrong posture.
The posture just now was Asumi jumping on Naoki's back. As a result in the painting, Naoki is lying on the ground and Asumi is sitting on top of him and using him directly as a means of transportation!
"That, that…" The bespectacled woman blushed and she stuttered, "No way, I can't support myself just by drawing manga, I sometimes draw some books to support my family."
"Confiscated." Asumi stretched out his right hand in front of the bespectacled woman and said, "All confiscated!"
....
The rat made a nest in a cardboard box. The big rat ran away, and there were a few small mice left. Naoki immediately removed the carton to be thrown away.
"It's finished." Naoki clapped his hands and prepared to leave, "I'm going."
"Do not go."
Asumi reached out to hold Naoki's clothes, and said, "There's another rat that doesn't know where to hide, it might suddenly jump out and surprise me. Let's go together after I finish my homework."
"May I refuse?"
"Not." Asumi raised his head, "Quickly get the mop, it will be considered a crime and meritorious service."
This bespectacled woman, who was forced to earn a living and often drew doujins to support her family, was definitely a housework idiot.
The house is a mess. Naoki and Asumi cleaned up until the end of the night.
"Hah…" Asumi raised her hand to wipe the sweat off her forehead, "Finally done."
"Thank you for your hard work."
The bespectacled woman had already changed into her pajamas. Now he took out an envelope and handed it to Asumi with both hands. She said in surprise, "I feel like this house has never been this clean. Next week, I will ask you to come and clean up the housework."
....
Get out of the house.
The sun was gradually tilting to the west, and before they knew it, it was setting sun.
"Kouhai-kun… you've worked hard today." Asumi raised her hand to tuck the wind-disturbed hair behind her ear, and tilted her head to look at him, "What drink do you want, I'll treat you for me."
Naoki was rude: "A bottle of oolong tea."
"I understand."
The two of them walked to the vending machine and bought two bottles of drinks.
"This is so annoying, my hands are wet and I can't open the bottle cap..." Asumi handed the drink to Naoki and instructed, "Kouhai-kun, help me open the bottle cap."
Naoki reached out to take it, opened the bottle cap, and returned it to Asumi
"Men are really strong."
Asumi raised his head and took a sip of his drink, exhaled comfortably, waved his hand, and prepared to leave: "Kouhai-kun, I'm going back to the tavern first."
As soon as he finished speaking, a surprised voice suddenly sounded from behind: "...Asumi?"
Asumi's right leg suddenly froze in midair.
Naoki saw that the person who spoke was a middle-aged man in a suit and glasses who looked a little rambling.
"Why are you dressed like this?"
The middle-aged man pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, averted his gaze, and looked at Naoki, "Who is this man?"
Asumi took a deep breath and squeezed a stiff smile on his face: "Father, listen to my explanation…"
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