As long as you dare

"What are you doing now?"

Before Asahi could check, Mashiro, who had put on a student uniform, came out of the stairs: "I'm hungry."

What she said was quite revealing, as if it were natural for someone to feed her when she was hungry.

Didn't you just eat cucumber? Why are you hungry again?

Asahi put the phone in his bag and looked at it helplessly.

"Nice breakfast."

Jin picked the right timing, having just finished baking the last toast.

...

After breakfast, Misaki and Jin left one by one, and Kobato also went to the bus stop with his school bag on his back.

"Remember to take Mashiro to school early." After greeting, Chihiro left.

As a result, there were only two people left in the entire Sakurasou dorm.

Mashiro just stared blankly, and suddenly said at a certain moment: "I want Asahi to have a relationship with me like yesterday."

After fulfilling his request, Asahi leads a very happy Mashiro out of the Sakurasou dorm.

Sakurasou Dorm was only about 10 minutes away from the high school affiliated with the Suimei University of the Arts. Despite the short distance, Mashiro lingers, gets delayed, and often gets lost on the way.

Asahi only held her hand to keep her from getting lost.

When they came to school, because Mashiro was a second year art subject, the two had to separate.

The high school affiliated with the University of the Arts is also known as "Suiko". Apart from general subjects, there are also music and fine arts subjects in the elite's educational policy.

Talented students from all over the country are gathered, and only those who stand out at an extremely high acceptance rate can be admitted.

In other words, those who could enter art and music majors were famous individuals.

Misaki is different from Mashiro, she is a third year art subject. According to her introduction at the classroom location in the morning, Mashiro was like a pet that had been separated from its owner, turning every step of the way until it disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Really worried about Mashiro being alone, Asahi sighed and followed suit, until he was sure that the girl had entered the second year's art classroom, and then returned to the third year's general subjects.

When Asahi reached the class, he went to the corner and sat in the last row, then turned on the laptop, and started coding a new job as if no one was watching the other students.

"You really did go your own way." Jin, who was in front of him, smiled wryly.

Asahi didn't look aside: "Because basically, Ryunosuke and I are the same person."

"Same person." Jin sighed and fell silent.

"Don't talk about me, how are you and Misaki?" Temporarily halting his movements, Asahi crossed her arms and propped his chin up to stare at him.

"Still the same, you know, I'm not good enough for her."

Asahi knew what Jin meant.

Last summer, Misaki uploaded a 30-minute anime on an animation website, which was immediately well-received, with a hit rate exceeding one million, and sales companies soon came to discuss commercialization.

And it was released on DVD in January this year, as if to mock the industry's sluggish sales, it became a work that sold over 100,000 copies in an instant. Asahi took a quick look at Misaki's bank account beforehand, and the amount was enough to keep playing and living without worries.

Even though her childhood friend Jin is in charge of the script, the script drags Misaki along.

When watching it for the first time, Asahi also had to admire it, it was an excellent performance that fully exerted the power of the script to the maximum extent.

Such works are all done by Misaki herself, including various settings and ideas, storyboards, composition, original painting, animation, coloring, backgrounds, and synthesis.

In addition to photography and effects, as well as post-production editing, recording, and dubbing. Even in video editing, the work should be divided into several departments, and each person should be responsible.

Not only in 2D, Misaki is also proficient in 3D production, combining technology and taste to create a unique performance presentation.

Although her homework related to sound effects such as music and sound effects is done by friends who study music, Misaki still completes a lot of work on her own, and the quality is still high.

Through the anime produced by Misaki, Jin is very aware that God is not fair, and she does have extraordinary talent.

And talent like this is hard to come by.

Asahi tapped him on the shoulder, he didn't say anything, Jin wasn't fragile, he was sure this person would find out eventually.

"Don't talk about it, did you hear that a new female teacher will be transferred to our class." Putting those displeased thoughts aside, Jin put on a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth again.

"Why?" Asahi was a little surprised. They were in their third year, and newcomers had to start from the first grade.

Jin shrugged: "There are rumors that one of our female teachers got pregnant unexpectedly and is on maternity leave."

Asahi: "..."

This reminded him of a certain sentence, as long as you have the courage, the teacher will take maternity leave.

"Chihiro Sensei said she is very beautiful, don't you have a picture of her, Show it to me." Suddenly thinking of this, Jin sneered.

Asahi pursed his lips: "Do you believe what he said? Some time ago, I told her to give it to me a few days ago, but she hasn't given it to me until now."

"Ha ha ha."

The communication between the two of them didn't attract much attention from others, after all, they both lived in the Sakurasou dormitory, not a public dormitory.

All of the residents of Sakurasou Dorm were weirdos, and had been scattered all over the school, so no one liked having anything to do with them.

There may also be self-shame, and the pressure is just too great to be with extraordinary people.

Even the other students' seats were instinctively far away from where the two of them were.

Not long after, the morning bell rang!

In less than ten seconds, the originally noisy classroom became silent, except for the sound of Asahi softly tapping the keyboard.

Turning a blind eye to other people's strange looks, Asahi continued to write new works yesterday.

"...The sound of light footsteps came from my ears, and when I lifted my head, I saw a young man standing there holding a transparent plastic umbrella..."

"When eyes met, I lowered her eyes..."

At this time, the sound of high heels hitting the ground suddenly sounded in the corridor outside the classroom.

As the distance drew closer, Asahi couldn't help but stop his finger and look at the door.

Is that the so-called new female teacher?