God Descends the Second Element

He stood in the corridor and knocked lightly on the door. After continuing to stand blankly in the corridor for two minutes, unfortunately there was still no movement from the room. Wang Hao sighed helplessly and said, "Is Mashiro here?" ?If you don’t answer, I will come in..."

Only halfway through speaking, Wang Hao entered Mashiro's room again. This time it was not that messy, at least not so bad that underwear could be seen everywhere, but there were quite a lot of manuscripts scattered around.

Wang Hao carefully packed up the original manuscripts for Mashiro one by one. When he saw the characters and scenery on the screen, he suddenly lost consciousness.

What he was holding in his hand were all original manuscripts of the Five Centimeters Per Second comic book. The characters and scenery on each page looked very fresh and beautiful. Just looking at the pictures on them had a magical power that infected people's hearts.

People have to sigh that Mashiro's achievements in the field of painting and harmonization can be said to be very profound. Sure enough, there is no emptiness despite the great reputation.

Carefully picking up the manuscript of Second Five, and after Wang Hao sorted it out without missing a single piece, he suddenly felt a faint sense of happiness, and then he laughed at himself, why was he more excited than the artist himself?

Each cartoonist has basically completed a page of manuscripts and has to carefully store them away, unlike Mashiro who just throws them on the ground so casually, and the quality of each page is so high.

The most important point is that these are not scrap manuscripts, they are truly finished products without any flaws. He cannot be so casual anyway.

Shaking his head slightly, perhaps this was in line with Mashiro's style, Wang Hao neatly placed the manuscript in the drawer next to him.

Then he found Mashiro's school uniform and put it aside. Finally, he came to the computer and squatted down. Looking at the suspicious object curled up in front of him, he said softly: "If Mashiro doesn't get up, the baumkuchen in the morning will be gone." I’m going to fly away~”

"Well... Baumkuchen wouldn't do that..."

Mashiro slowly poked his head out of the bed, stretched out a small white hand, and gently rubbed his confused eyes.

"If you want the Baumkuchen to not fly away, Mashiro, get up quickly. I've put the clothes next to you."

Wang Hao gave a helpless smile and gently touched Mashiro's head. The other party narrowed his eyes slightly, and then he walked out.

It was already five minutes after Mashiro walked out of the room. She was indeed changing clothes much faster than other girls. Unfortunately, Mashiro didn't put on any makeup and her hair was still a little messy.

He actually felt that there was no need for Mashiro to put on makeup, because Mashiro already looked stunning without makeup, but at least she still needed to arrange her hair a little bit.

Of course, Mashiro would definitely ignore this, so she could only ask Wang Hao to help her sort it out.

He took Mashiro to the bathroom, and after washing his head and blow-drying him, Wang Hao looked at Mashiro who looked like an elf in the mirror, and then nodded with satisfaction.

He picked up the toothpaste next to him again, put it on the toothbrush and squeezed out a little bit.

"ah--"

Mashiro had already experienced this. She opened her mouth slightly, revealing her white teeth. Wang Hao put the toothbrush into her mouth, slowly swung it and started brushing her teeth.

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"Hao, go in a little further. It's not comfortable at all outside..."

"Ah! Mashiro, please don't move. I'm a little unsure."

"But it feels so uncomfortable outside. If Hao's part goes in a little further, it's so itchy that it's not comfortable at all."

Because there was only a wall between the kitchen and the bathroom, and the bathroom door was not closed, the sounds coming from inside made Nanami Aoyama, who was cooking, blush. Hearing the conversation between Wang Hao and Mashiro, he immediately Only then did it become clear that the two of them had that kind of relationship, and they were actually doing that kind of thing in the bathroom.

But I didn't expect that Haosang turned out to be this kind of person. So early in the morning..., the more he thought about it, the redder Aoyama Nanami's face became.

no! no!

Aoyama Nanami shook her head vigorously and gave up the idea of ​​asking out loud. Although Haosang and Mashiro-chan were doing shameful things early in the morning, they must be a couple.

Besides, Haosang has helped me with so many things. It would be very unwise for me to disturb them now.

Aoyama Nanami! You have to learn to observe the atmosphere around you! Just pretend you didn’t hear anything!

But for some reason, she suddenly felt an imperceptible sense of loss.

"Miss Shiina Mashiro, please don't say your lines in such a dirty way!"

"Hao, what is dirt? Can you eat it?"

"I lost, but can you be quieter when I help you brush your teeth from now on?"

"Um……"

There was another conversation coming from the bathroom. Although Nanami Aoyama wanted not to listen, her ears could not help but hear clearly.

She suddenly let out an inexplicable sigh of relief, and the subtle sense of loss she felt just now suddenly disappeared.

However, when did I become so delusional, and I still think about that kind of thing...

"Nanami-chan, why is your face so red? Are you sick?"

After washing Mashiro's hair, brushing his teeth, and washing his face, Wang Hao took Mashiro out of the bathroom and asked in confusion when he saw Nanami Aoyama, whose face was red.

"Ah... I'm okay?! Haosang, please take Mashiro-chan and sit at the dining table first. There's no problem here!"

When Qingshan Nanhai saw the sudden appearance of Wang Hao, she suddenly felt guilty and almost shook off the kitchen utensils in her hands. She said in a panic, with a little excitement and a little nervousness in her tone.

After all, Nanami Aoyama was still dreaming about Wang Hao and Mashiro just now, and even thought about a series of indescribable scenes in her mind. Now that the real owner suddenly appears, even she who is usually calm can't help but feel a little panicked and guilty at this time.

"Is that so? Then I'll wait for Nanami-chan with Mashiro in the living room."

After Wang Hao heard the other party say it was okay, he didn't think much about it. After all, with Aoyama Nanami's character, he didn't need to worry about it.

And in some places, such as cooking for them, Wang Hao wanted to thank the other party. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and left with Mashiro, and walked slowly towards the living room.

After working continuously all night, Wang Hao was indeed very hungry now. He knew that in his current state, he still had to replenish his body with some energy. After all, he was not an iron man.

Seeing Wang Hao leave here, Qingshan Nanhai breathed a sigh of relief, but he must restrain his delusions in the future, as he almost caused a big oolong incident just now.

After the three of them had breakfast, it was still early, so Wang Hao drove the Maybach towards the High School Affiliated to Sumyeong University of Arts...

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