Chapter 2084: Who Is the Silt Who Emerges From the Silt but Is Not Stained by It?

"You know? When people want to do or have done something they don't want to admit, but want to know what others think about doing that kind of thing, they often shirk it by saying, I have a friend who did something... …”

Eri and the others are still aware of the nonsense of creating friends out of nothing, but what does this have to do with the blow Sougo Tsuchima just mentioned? Therefore, they were very confused: "So?"

"Mashiro really has such a friend..." Sougo Toma raised his index finger brightly and said, "And it's not that kind of superficial friend!"

As soon as these words came out, Yukinoshita Yukino and Sawamura Eiri felt the pain of being killed: ▄█?█● fell to their knees.

Damn it, didn’t this bastard Doma (Sougo) just want to mock them for not having any friends before?

only:

"Please bean sack..." It was said to be a sure kill. In fact, they were almost used to it, especially Yukinoshita Yukino. She was repeatedly stimulated by Doma and Kasumigaoka, and she could even say like someone: "She What kind of storms and waves have you never seen?”

With that level of ultimate kill just now, the second lady can be resurrected with full health in seconds!

"Tsuchima-san..." In fact, Yukinoshita Yukino can still smile like a spring breeze, but for some reason, the temperature around her seems to have dropped a few degrees. However, considering the late spring cold, The phenomenon, well, seems to be fine:

"Are you changing the subject now?"

"Um?"

"Does what you just said have anything to do with you saying that you are Zhenbai's owner?" The second lady's smile is still the same, well, the illusion of a drop in temperature is still the same...

"Of course it's related..." That is to say, Sougo Doma can keep his expression as normal under this low temperature. If it were someone else, well, someone else might not be as sensitive as him. Maybe even the coldness of Yukinoshita Yukino Yukino would be gone. Can't feel it.

"Um?"

"Although Mashiro does have such a friend..." Sougo Doma explained: "But what is regrettable is that this friend also gave up painting like everyone else..."

"How could it be?" Not to mention Yukinoshita Yukino, even Eri Sawamura was stunned.

"Because the other party thinks that his talent is far inferior to Mashiro. No matter how hard he tries, he can't draw better than Mashiro..." After saying this, Sougo Doma paused and then changed the topic: "Yukishita, can you understand?"

"I can't understand..." Yukinoshita Yukino shook her head subconsciously.

"That's right..." Sougo Toma smiled again: "I can't understand it either..."

"Um?"

"Do you want to see Mashiro?"

…

I have to say that every time you enter Mashiro's room, you can't help but feel emotional: "Is this really a room for people to live in? Can this also be a room for people to live in?"

Even with Shaqiang helping to tidy up, the girl's room is still like a parking lot destroyed by a tornado. The floor is in a mess, with discarded drawings, used paints, various types of brushes, and other items such as comic books, years... The surroundings of the room were almost covered with household rubbish such as wheel cake wrappers and cakes——

Yukinoshita Yukino stood at the door. As a road-crazy person, she only thought that this room must have been set up with garbage as a barrier maze. She could not find a path that she could pass through without encountering garbage. Safe line.

Fortunately for the second young lady, there was plenty of garbage in the room, but not a single piece of the girl's intimate clothing appeared - stupidity still has some effect.

Moreover, the garbage all over the floor did not stain the girl. Mashiro is like a lotus that emerges from the mud and remains unstained. She is isolated and independent. Even if there is some paint on her face, it doesn't matter. Just look at her serious painting appearance. You will feel that it is reasonable to add some paint. Not only will it not make people look sloppy, but it will also add a bit of fun.

Of course, the premise of all this is to ignore that Mashiro will pull up the drawing as soon as he frowns, and then there will be more garbage in the room...

This is not a lotus flower that grows out of mud but remains unstained. This is clearly a monster that creates garbage around. Eiri is ashamed. As a otaku, her room is messy enough, but compared with Mashiro, well, it can’t compare. , completely incomparable! The little golden retriever wants to ask her mother to come and see what it means to be dirty, so that she won't have to talk about her every time...

Yukinoshita Yukino was even more silent: "..."

"Do you know how long it took Mashiro to make the room look like this?" Sougo Toma was still asking.

Unfortunately, Yukinoshita Yukino had no intention of playing a quiz game with the other party. Instead, she asked: "Is Mashiro's room not cleaned?"

"One hour..." Sougo Toma said: "If I said that Mashiro's room was as clean and tidy as the living room an hour ago, would you believe it?"

"So..." Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes twitched: "Are you trying to say that it only took Mashiro an hour to make the clean and tidy room look like this?"

"Congratulations, you got it."

"..." Is this true? After Yukinoshita Yukino was silent again for a while, she finally said: "Let's just pretend that this is true.

Although Mashiro’s condition may be a bit troublesome to take care of, it doesn’t mean you can consider yourself her owner…”

"Yukishita, did you misunderstand something? I didn't ask you to come here to show you how messy Mashiro made the room..."

"What is that?" Yukinoshita Yukino was confused.

"I want you to take a look at the paintings all over the floor..." Sougo Toma said: "In just an hour or so, how many unsatisfactory paintings did Mashiro throw away? In fact, the so-called The unsatisfactory result is just that she feels dissatisfied. For some people, many of the works in it will never be painted in their lifetime..."

Sawamura Eiri: "..."

That’s why it’s so offensive! Paintings that others would never be able to paint in their lifetimes are treated as rubbish by Mashiro. Who wouldn't be disappointed after seeing this?

But before she could speak, Yukinoshita Yukino frowned and said, "What do you want to say?" Of course she could think of things that Eirili could think of, but didn't this mean that Mashiro was really shocking?

Sougo Toma did not answer the other party's question directly, but looked at the little golden retriever beside him and said: "Eiriri often rushes to finish the manuscript, right?"

Sawamura Eiri: ⊙﹏⊙‖∣

Why do you want to mention something that makes her feel painful when she hears it? Damn it, it’s not like this guy doesn’t know that she is a dead line warrior!

"Excuse me..." But before she could speak, Sougo Doma continued: "If you finish the manuscript and find that there are a few paintings that you are not very satisfied with but can understand, you will redraw them. ?"

Sawamura Eiri: "..."

Nonsense, she said she was rushing to finish the draft, so where did she find the time to redraw it? Does this guy know what a dead line is? As long as there are no big problems, then of course I can submit the manuscript if I can...

etc!

The little golden retriever seemed to realize something.