Smart Miku

"Where's Utaha?"

Just as Hina was about to turn around, she suddenly remembered that Utaha had left.

"She is with senpai."

Nayuta said angrily: "For no reason, she is acting violently, and I don't know where I provoked her."

Hina laughs.

It's no wonder these two best friends often do this kind of thing.

The main thing is that Nayuta often takes the initiative to provoke, at first Utaha didn't intend to argue with her.

...

"What do you plan to do, let your own studio do it, or leave it to another company?"

Utaha doesn't really care about the outcome of the animation, and it's certainly impossible not to care at all. It was something she wrote, after all, that contained a lot of feelings and memories.

If it is made like trash, no one can stand it.

But Asahi probably wouldn't do that, even if he didn't do it himself, he should be able to find a reliable company.

"Of course, I did it myself."

Asahi didn't hesitate: "Compared with other companies, I believe in my own strength, and I have been thinking about the specific revision of the script. If you don't mind, I can arrange it directly."

"The script is very fast?"

Although there are original works that can be directly animated, Asahi wants to strive for the best, it's his girlfriend's hard work, if he does badly, he will feel bad.

"It's very simple, just need to change the details a little."

Asahi knew it well, and lightly rubbed his right hand against Utaha's leg.

What he likes the most are Utaha's legs, even though she wears the same black stockings.

"Then you do."

Utaha would believe him completely.

Her selfless love and confidence shone in the dark eyes, Utaha slammed her chin against Asahi's chest, "Don't worry, it should be done beautifully."

After promising, Asahi took out his cell phone and sent a message to Hatsune Miku.

"Let the studio set up a [Love Metronome] project, maybe it won't work in October, and put it on the winter program in January next year."

A scaled down version of Hatsune Miku appears in the bottom right corner of the phone, and is immediately summoned by her father.

"Okay, Daddy, do you have any orders?"

Asahi thought for a while and said "That's all for now, let them pay attention to discuss anime with Sonoko."

His second editor is Machida Sonoko, although there is a tendency to turn to professional agents.

It was fine to let her be in charge of the pre-animation preparations, Asahi was still very relieved about this.

"Artificial intelligence is now very human?"

Utaha looked surprised when she saw the communication between Asahi and the cell phone.

This wasn't the first time she'd seen it.

She saw it when she was in Sakurasou, but at that time it was a bit stiff, asking a question and answering a sentence, with a stiff expression.

It's so flexible and changeable as today, she thinks it's a real person using animated images to communicate.

"Long time no see, Utaha-sama, I am a Diva created by my daddy, Hatsune Miku, you can call me Miku."

She waved her hand to welcome her.

"Hello."

Utaha felt a strange feeling.

She really didn't know how to describe an experience similar to communicating with a virtual character.

"Daddy, I will ask Utaha-sama, daddy sleeps late at night, please let him sleep early today!"

Utaha was taken aback, then raised her head to look at him.

"It's nothing, it's just not being with you, it's boring, and I can't sleep alone, so I sleep late."

Asahi should be grateful that Hatsune didn't mention that he was dating Mai. Otherwise, it will immediately turn into Shuraba.

Utaha pressed Asahi's left hand that was planning to go deep into her skirt and warned reproachfully: "I know, don't play games."

Hatsune seemed to understand what Asahi was thinking, and when Utaha wasn't paying attention, she typed a few words on the screen, "Don't worry, Daddy, I wasn't going to tell you about your date with Mai-sana."

Seeing Asahi's face change slightly, Utaha glanced at the cellphone screen again, but the words on the screen had long since disappeared, leaving only Hatsune's cheerful smile.

"To the amount, daddy, do not bother you!"

Blinking it eyes, she immediately left the screen.

"Very cute."

Utaha was still staring at the phone, clearly a little moved.

"If you like, you can chat with her often."

Asahi regained his composure, and decided to teach Hatsune a lesson while she was alone.

Let her not only keep the secret for herself, but also erase potential evidence.

"May I?" Utaha was moved.

"Of course, I'll set up a little software on your phone later so you can find it."

Utaha was very satisfied with his handling, so she untied Asahi's left hand, her face slightly reddened to let this guy take advantage.

A woman should know how to keep a boyfriend. Her man at all times, and knows how to measure. Otherwise, it is likely to be thrown away, not to mention that there are so many girls around Asahi.

If she didn't remember it, it would be too late to regret if she lost carelessly.

The two chatted for a while, and Asahi stepped back: "It's still early, I'll take a nap and rest for a while."

"You sleep, why don't you let me wake up."

Utaha struggled but could not break free.

"Sleep comfortably with your girlfriend in your arms."

Asahi closed his eyes, hugged the beautiful sensual girl in his arms, and immediately felt refreshed.

Unable to hold it in, Utaha couldn't help but feel her legs being pinched by him.

Maybe she was infected, she was silent for a while, drowsiness also hit, Utaha lifted her heavy eyelids, finally gave up trying to break free, and put her head in Asahi's arms, and found a comfortable position.

...

This time they slept until 5 p.m.

When Asahi woke up, Utaha was still curled up in his arms, with a peaceful expression that made one want to bully her.

After kissing her cheek, Asahi reluctantly let go. With a body full of temptation and beautiful curves in his arms, he decides to look for opportunities to hang out with Hina or Mashiro.

Utaha's help would be like scratching the surface, so Asahi could only hold on for a second.

After getting up and downstairs, Asahi stretched his body and saw the girls chatting in the yard.

"What are you talking about?"

After walking a few steps closer, Asahi asked casually.

"You're awake, I'm just talking about you."

Hina shook the rocking chair and laughed.

"Talking about me?"

Asahi had nothing to talk about.