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Although they are currently competitors, neither side is prepared for the other to use sales segments.
"Aoyama-senpai?"
"Ah, no problem."
Shiina Mahiru, who was most likely to have problems, did not say anything, so the others just accepted it. Natsume Rin and Yukino started looking for a suitable restaurant.
There were quite a few people, and everyone had different tastes. Finally, after choosing carefully, we came to a Chinese restaurant.
Although Natsume Rin had a deep distrust of so-called Chinese cuisine, he immediately felt at ease after walking in and listening to the familiar Sichuan dialect.
Looks like I came to the right store.
Compared to local shops that claim to serve authentic Chinese cuisine after just a few days of training, he trusts the shops with Sichuan signs more.
"Boss, I want the soup base in a shabu-shabu pot."
The aunt, who didn't know Japanese and could only help them order from the menu haltingly, was delighted when she heard the familiar voice. After chatting for a few sentences, she saw Natsume Rin pointing at the girls around her and proudly saying that they were all her girlfriends. Her simple worldview suffered a big blow.
Watching her aunt's distraught figure leave, Yukino washed her chopsticks and said with certainty: "Although I don't understand, you definitely didn't say anything nice."
"What happened there, I just said that one of you can't eat spicy food, please ask her to prepare a clear soup base for us."
Of course Natsume Rin didn't admit it, and changed the subject with a smile: "You should know that authentic Sichuan hotpot doesn't have a shabu-shabu pot, you should thank me."
"Although I don't know much about Sichuan hotpot, the menu clearly says there is clear soup. Stop making excuses for yourself."
Yukino slapped the menu and exposed his lie with great momentum.
"Hey, it seems they have made some changes as well."
Since he was shameless, Xueno had no choice but to glare at him and concentrate on ordering food.
And the careful senior schoolmate discovered more clues.
"Natsume-kun, you know Chinese? And it seems like you know it quite well."
"I know a little bit." Natsume Rin was quite modest and had no intention of showing off.
His little understanding is not like those China experts in the island country's high schools who dare to claim to understand China based on the impressions posted on Twitter.
Just like the Sichuan pandas, if there really was one in every family, Yukino would definitely rush over regardless of the consequences.
"The knowledge he possesses is far beyond his age. I suspect that when Natsume usually says he's relaxing, he's actually memorizing an encyclopedia." Yukino said affirmatively.
"Do you think I'm you...and are you really so bored that you memorized the entire encyclopedia?" Natsume Rin was surprised.
I had known for a long time that she was reading that kind of book, but I never thought it would develop to this extent.
"When you have enough time, just flip through it and you will remember the knowledge naturally. There is nothing to be surprised about."
She spoke these words as if it were a matter of course, making the mortals present very angry.
"Yukinoshita-san, I'm about to cry." Eriri joked.
The so-called mortals are actually just her and Aoyama Nanami. Apart from them, even Senior Kasumigaoka was just surprised at the act of memorizing an encyclopedia.
However, when it comes to memory, the best among everyone present is definitely Mashiro, who is the one who truly has a photographic memory.
"Do you want to memorize it? The book is still at my house. If you need it, I can lend it to you. It's only a little over a thousand pages."
She seemed to have misunderstood something and calmly tried to promote her favorite book to Eriri, which frightened her so much that she broke out in a cold sweat.
"Forget it. If I encounter something I don't understand next time, I can just ask you directly. Why do I have to memorize it?"
"Senior, it will be more efficient if you open your phone and search directly." Natsume Rin said weakly, looking at Yukino with a squint: "And don't treat our president as Doraemon."
"The answers given on the Internet are too cold. I still prefer Yukino-san to tell me gently."
Can Yukinoshita really be called gentle when facing her? Or has Eriri already accepted this kind of treatment?
"Senior Eriri, I don't deny my gentleness, but please don't treat me as a machine to answer questions. That will bother me." Yukino rubbed her hair in distress.
"It's okay. Xiaoxue has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. When you ask her something next time, no matter how reluctant she is, she will definitely answer seriously." Mahiru snickered and teased.
"Shiina-san you!"
Before the food was served, they instead fought together in a pleasing way.
Shiina Mashiro stared at the beautiful Yukinoshita Yukino opposite with her bright eyes. Aoyama Nanami, who had been silent all the time, seemed to sense something ominous, but it was too late.
"Yukinoshita-san, how can I draw a good manga?"
Hey, an encyclopedia is not a wish-granting machine, Shiina Mashiro, that's enough.
Chapter 171 I am wronged!
"From the perspective of your drawing skills, Shiina-san, there is no need for you to improve any further, so you should focus on the plot."
She still seemed a little uncomfortable facing the two Shiina classmates.
However, the suggestions she made were just like the perfunctory words that Natsume Rin made when she searched the Internet for how to study, which made Shiina Mashiro, who thought she had found an encyclopedia, look disappointed.
"If you really want to improve, you can look for Natsume Rin. Since she can write a best-selling book, there should be no problem with the plot." Yukino gave her a shortcut.
"Actually, I wanted to continue working with Shiina-san, but it looks like she's planning on going solo." Natsume Rin calmly drank barley tea.
The ordered shabu-shabu hotpot was served. It was either in a nine-square grid or looked pretty normal.
Dishes were brought to them one after another. As they kept putting food into the pot, Shiina Mashiro said, "I want to try it on my own, too. After all, I don't have much time left here."
"Ok?"
Natsume Rin was intrigued by her artist, and after dividing her favorite food equally between the two pots, she looked at her.
"Not only does my time in the island country run out, but my opportunities to continue trying my hand at comics will also be reduced. I should probably go back to England to study at university." Shiina Mashiro said nonchalantly, holding chopsticks and staring at the boiling soup.
"It seems that Shiina can enter the Royal Academy of Arts in the UK without taking an exam." Aoyama Nanami knew more and helped her explain: "But her family felt that it was not good for her to enter university so early, and they were too busy to take care of her during this period, so they entrusted Shiina to relatives on the island country."
Although it was the world's top-ranked art academy, only Eriri was surprised among the people present.
This is because she is of British descent and she has heard her father mention this name several times.
"You actually entrusted someone like Shiina-senpai to me alone?" Natsume Rin couldn't believe it.
He thought that Shiina Mashiro couldn't even take care of herself without the help of outsiders, but he didn't expect that she could actually run from the UK to the island country alone.
"Don't underestimate her, she is just..." Nanami Aoyama couldn't bring herself to praise her.
The brief hesitation caused Mashiro's dissatisfaction, and she bit the mutton in her mouth and rushed towards her breeder.
"Okay, okay, Mashiro will definitely be able to solve all the troubles in the future."
Seeing that Nanami Aoyama had calmed her down again, Shiina Mahiru smiled and had a great liking for this cute girl whose name was similar to hers.
However, when her eyes met Natsume Rin's, she wanted to question this guy whether he had deceived stupid girls into serving as laborers.
Natsume Rin received the message and refuted it.
"I am innocent."
'Have you not been wronged enough?'
Since he is unreasonable, there is no way to communicate. Natsume Rin lowered her head and bit the mutton hard, determined to vent all her grievances through food.
Even the girls who tried it for the first time were very satisfied with the hotpot that could be matched at will. When Natsume Rin took the initiative to pay the bill, she looked at the bill in amazement.
"What's wrong?" Yukinoshita Yukino held her coat in her hands, her face was rosy, her lips had a spicy luster, and she looked a little excited.
Under the magic of hot pot, the cold beauty also took off her disguise, at least she looked a little passionate on the outside.
"Nothing, let's go." Natsume Rin put away the bill and walked out of the restaurant with a smile.
Outside the door, the cool autumn breeze made everyone feel refreshed, and they gathered in front of the door to say goodbye.
Although they all had to take the tram, they were divided into two factions based on their different directions.
The three people from the service department waved to them, turned around and went to the station in silence.
The next day.
With the experience and traffic from the previous day, there were a lot more people gathering in front of their stall. Natsume Rin vigilantly went to the opponent's side and came back with extraordinary certainty.
"Senior must have used propaganda."
In fact, yesterday, Natsume Rin discovered that he had made a big mistake in judging the effectiveness of the congressman's propaganda. Although there were always a lot of people surrounding their stall due to the big show, in most cases it did not convert into sales.
Although Natsume only has one promotional channel, most of the people who can see it are core users, and they are not reluctant to spend more money to unlock a new happy ending.
The reason why the if line has caused criticism is largely because it makes core users dissatisfied, but they all think that this if line is a good ending, so it naturally receives rave reviews.
Even the originally sad ending doesn't seem so sad anymore due to the timely patch.
"Are you going to lose?"
Senior Aoyama, please don't smile when you say this next time, otherwise people will misunderstand that we are competitors.
"We are the ones who are going to lose." Natsume Rin corrected her.
"It has nothing to do with us. The sales volume has reached the expectation, and the penalty for failure will not fall on us." Aoyama Nanami corrected her and said very affirmatively.
"You're going to lose."
"...Okay, but that's not necessarily the case." Natsume Rin shrugged, "It's just that the popularity is much higher than yesterday. Who knows what the final outcome will be."
Nanami Aoyama just thought he was just being stubborn at the end. Natsume Rin had no intention of explaining and sat down in her seat and started fiddling with her phone.
In the afternoon, the traffic to their stall did increase significantly, but by the time it was almost closing time, there were only a few books left on the table.
"It actually sold out." Nanami Aoyama couldn't believe it.
You have to know that the number they printed is definitely not small. Kasumigaoka Utaha did not dare to easily set a target of one thousand copies, but he asked for fifteen thousand at the beginning.
The printing cost alone is a considerable expense.
"Welcome, and please continue to support us." After handing over the last few books in her hand to the customers, Natsume Rin smiled proudly: "It's normal to sell out. If I don't have this kind of confidence, why would I come to the comic exhibition?"
"You seem very proud, but you bet twice as much as they did, right? Even if you sell everything, you're not sure of winning."
The complacent Natsume Rin immediately felt powerless, if she had known she would not have boasted, but if she hadn't boasted, they wouldn't even be able to fight.
"Well, if they sell 750 copies, I will definitely lose. There is no possibility of a comeback."
With the closing whistle, the three-day comic exhibition finally came to an end. He was feeling nervous, and the tension was just as intense there as with his senior.
After Yukino, who was in charge of collecting the money, carefully counted the amount and checked the bill, Asakanouga Utaha shook her head with a sad face.