The king of training starting from Sakurasou

Turn off all lights and light necessary candles.

The time just arrived at 7:07, and the summer sky was not particularly dark yet, but the sun was almost setting, and everyone was shrouded in a thick layer of gloom.

Well, anyway... there's nothing else to do, so let's give it a try, Dongma nodded in agreement.

"We didn't plan the activity in advance, so we each told a ghost story, okay?"

It was rare for Nayuta to agree with Kasumigaoka's opinion.

"It's up to you to decide."

Haruna said angrily.

"Kukuku, night is my friend...I don't feel it at all."

Kobato said something unconvincing with an expression that looked like she was about to cry.

"I...I'm not afraid of ghosts at all! If a ghost comes out, I will use the power of the Evil King's True Eye to kill it!"

Rikka said this, but her petite body subconsciously moved closer to Kobato.

Then the girls gathered in a circle and placed candles in the center.

"Who starts first."

Qianhua spoke enthusiastically.

"Let me do it."

Surprisingly, Dongma spoke up first.

Although there was a breeze when the window was opened, the living room was still a bit stuffy. In the shaky and unstable firelight, the faces of the girls appeared vaguely in the darkness.

Especially Dongma who held the candle in front of her. Her beautiful and cold white face looked particularly pale and strange in the candlelight that swayed slightly in the breeze.

"Oh, this will make it very atmospheric."

Qianhua's interest continues to rise.

"Kukuku, the Evil King's True Eye, if...if you're afraid, just go to bed. Aren't you sleepy? I'll take you upstairs."

Seeing that it was about to start, Xiaojiu got scared and wanted to find a step to get off.

It's a pity that Rikka didn't reach her point at all, and she still showed off and said, "I'm not sleepy."

So, Kojiu, who couldn't find an excuse to leave, swallowed his saliva and prayed that the next story wouldn't be too scary.

It would be great if he was here, then she could hug him with peace of mind and huddle her whole body in his arms, no matter how scary it was, she would not be afraid.

It was not clear in the villa next door. After he left, the girls talked about horror stories. Qianliu and Mashiro came to the workshop temporarily chosen by Erili.

The study room serves as a large workspace, with a large bookshelf reaching the ceiling in the corner, filled with a variety of books, comics, classics, and various types of novels.

There was a pot of unknown flowers on the desk. Qianliu looked at it and opened the doujinshi that was spread out in the middle of the computer desktop. If he opened a page at random, he would see... various large-scale plots.

"Eighteen-ban++ version"

Noticing Qianliu's surprised expression, Yinglili's eyes wandered and she moved her fingers: "Only a... little bit."

As she said that, she quickly opened her laptop: "There is another computer over there in the living room. I will explain to you clearly what I want to do first, and then I will trouble you."

Next, Yinglili focused on what to do. Some fanfics focus on the plot, some are just for fun, and there are also healthy all-age versions.

Qianliu is no stranger to doujinshi. He will understand after listening to Eirili's explanation.

"Okay, you go and do your part, and leave the rest to Mashiro and me."

Taking the spare drawing board, he sent Ying Lili away.

Now is not the time to chat. Since the task is heavy, we have to race against time.

When Eirili went out, she carefully stared at the back of Qianliu explaining to Mashiro, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised. She had expected it many times, but she never thought she would meet him in this way.

However, it's not bad.

After watching it for half a minute, Ying Lili reluctantly went to the living room.

However, when she turned on the computer, she couldn't calm down, and her mind always drifted to the study room inadvertently.

After barely finishing a page, about ten minutes later, she quietly came to the study room.

"I'm just here to inspect the progress, yes, that's right!"

Convincing herself in a low voice, Eiri stepped on the carpet and appeared quietly behind Mashiro and Qianliu.

The next moment, she was stunned by the two men's incredible painting speed.

There is no need to think about it at all. The moment I put down the pen, it was so natural. There was no waste of time. In just about twenty seconds, a character suddenly appeared.

The speed of the two is about the same, and the quality is slightly better than her own.

Feilu reminds you: collect three things about reading,

Chapter 158 I want my brother

This... Yinglili was shocked after all. With the speed of the two of them, it probably wouldn't take as long as four days, maybe it could be over in two days.

The efficiency of the two is almost three times that of their own, and the rate is still improving steadily.

They may not be familiar with each other at first, but Mashiro and Senryu's speeds remain the same. As their familiarity increases, their speeds also partially improve.

Qianliu's proficiency in the art field is improving simultaneously. As long as he continues to do something seriously, his proficiency in that area will improve.

If you put it in game terms, it's probably... gaining experience and leveling up.

Novice - Beginner - Excellent - Master - Top and so on. Unfortunately, reality is not a game. He only knows that he can study a certain field to the top in a short period of time through constant practice.

"Well, is something wrong?"

After he finished drawing a page easily, he saw the dazed shadow of the girl behind him from the reflection of the computer screen, so Qianliu turned around and asked.

"No...it's okay, I just came to take a look."

Yinglili stuttered in reply.

Qianliu smiled: "Don't worry, it'll be no problem."

"Oh...ok, thank you."