My sister can't be Ying Li Li

Hanabi got the news immediately. Arisa happily put up the poster of Five Seconds at home, and Eri also organized a celebration party at home. Yuanzi had a dinner party with the editor and couldn't come. This time it’s a gathering of the main creators.

Shiyu knocked on the door and said with a smile: Gui'an, classmate Ayase Eri.

Eri raised her eyebrows and gritted her teeth: Please come in!

Mashiro's exquisite illustrations have made a great contribution, and they are comparable to the great writer's selling meat. Hanabi searched the Internet for information on After School Combat Field. Gong Xian Yihe designed two heroines with big breasts, which is still a routine. Unfortunately, readers did not buy it. AmazonJP (Amazon, equivalent to Taobao in foreign countries) is full of negative reviews, while Five Seconds received numerous positive reviews.

This time Gongxian Yihe didn't even get a fraction of the price.

So, small breasts is justice. A light novel without small breasts characters cannot survive. Hanabi said.

Is this the point?! the girls complained.

Eri, Shiha, Mashiro... seem to be quite big in size. Hanabi's eyes finally fell on Arisa, feeling relieved and thinking: Fortunately, Arisa is there.

Gongxian Yihe couldn't accept failure and did another stupid thing. He tweeted: AmazonJP's comments are all shit, and anyone who calls me names is shit.

It's just a joke after dinner.

Hanabi no longer cared about that guy's current situation. It won't be long before no one knows about the deeds of the great writer, and Snap will reach a higher level.

Cheers~ a group of people cheered and even boldly tried fruit wine.

Apprentice, pour me some wine. Shiyu ordered, but looked at Eri with a smile.

Hua Huo sighed: Yes, who makes you the great hero?

Brother! Eri couldn't help shouting.

What's wrong? Hanabi turned around.

Eri picked up the cup and drank it down in one gulp as if she was angry. The girl was slightly tipsy, with a blush on her face and watery eyes. She raised the cup and said, I drank it all too, please fill it up for me first.

The two of them were facing each other, refusing to give in an inch.

Various Shura fields sandwiched between my sister and my master?

Can't you two celebrate properly? Spare me!

There is no never-ending feast. When Hanabi sent Shiyu home, who was still drunk and still clamoring to fight Eri for 300 rounds, only the three-no girl was left in the living room.

Hanabi said: Mashiro, aren't you still sleeping?

Mashiro looked at Hanabi calmly.

Hanabi added, I still need to pack my luggage tomorrow morning.

The cooperation between the two came to an end. According to the agreement, Hanabi will return the illustrator to Yuanzi.

In fact, I don’t want to leave, I want to create more interesting works with Hanabi. Mashiro failed to understand her true thoughts, and sadness surged in her chest. She grabbed Hanabi's clothes again, gently pressed against his chest, and said to herself: I...

Hanabi said with a straight face: You want to take a bath, right? Then take off your clothes happily.

Hanabi, H. Mashiro covered her chest, feeling her heart beating fast.

Who is the pet girl who has been asking me to be her owner?

(Maybe we will never see each other again...just like the ending in the novel.)

You will meet many people in your life, some of them are just passers-by. The two experienced a short, happy time like a dream. Hua Huoxin said: This is enough.

The next day, Hanabi showed a refreshing smile, waved goodbye to Mashiro, and turned around to continue her life.

Ayase Hanabi's life is back on track. On this day, he and Ying Lili discussed the illustrations for My Sister. A girl suddenly came in, drew a beautiful character, and said in a smooth voice: I am the illustrator of Hanabi.

Are you... the internationally famous genius painter Mashiro Shiina? Don't make your own decisions! Eiri said frantically.

Hanabi smiled bitterly and said: Why are you here? There is no need for a shojo manga style in a otaku novel, Mashiro.

Mashiro looked embarrassed and said, Well, let's draw a shojo manga together with Hanabi.

I refuse! Hanabi crossed her hands.

The joyful comedy of a group of creators continues.

The author has something to say:

There is a new hero, T2 Izumi Sagiri, who can single-kill Arisa.

Chapter 050 Sister Control War

Ayase Hanabi called her long-lost parents and heard the bad news. My recently remarried aunt was killed. The joy at home was diluted and replaced with sadness.

My sister is not good at anything. She married against her family's wishes and became a despised erotic manga teacher. I thought she would finally find her own happiness this time, but during her honeymoon... The mother broke down in tears.

The relationship between mother and aunt has always been very good, maybe just like Eri and Arisa.

Hanabi was distracted, remembering her childhood. My aunt is lying on the table and immersed in drawing. Arisa was short, her face turned red and she stood on tiptoes, but she couldn't see what her aunt was drawing; Eri was so pure that she couldn't understand it. Hanabi was the only one who blushed. So the aunt smiled evilly and teased the precocious little boy.

In this life, we will never see him again.

Life is like a long river, gradually washing away important people until sadness overflows.

The mother wiped away her tears and warned: Now only your cousin and the man's son are left. Your father and I don't have time to return home for the time being, so I'll ask you to take care of the Izumi family's funeral, Hanabi.

I understand. Don't worry, Mom. Hanabi hung up the phone.

The color in the painting is as usual, and the clenched hands indicate that the mood is not calm.

Arisa's eyes were red from crying, and she murmured: Onii-chan, why do good people suddenly disappear...

Hanabi forced out a smile, touched her sister's head, and comforted her: Don't be sad. There is nothing we can do about it. Let me see my aunt off for the last time.

There are only two children left in the Izumi family, and the funeral was arranged by the man's relatives, most of whom Hanabi didn't know. Hanabi has only met her new sister-in-law once, so she is far from familiar with him. When the fireworks arrived in a hurry, the mourning hall was already filled with relatives and neighbors.

There is a portrait of the deceased in the middle of the altar, with lotus lanterns and flowers on both sides.

Someone commented: The son of Ayase's family is here.

The crowd parted ways. People stared curiously at the extraordinary-looking young man in a straight black dress. With a heavy heart, Hanabi stepped forward to express condolences, then stepped aside and watched indifferently. The small Japanese-style room seemed crowded, and the adults did not shy away from discussing the funeral arrangements directly.

Anyway, the closest relatives left behind by the deceased are only children. Izumi Masamune knelt in the mourning hall without saying a word and numbly. The other one is Hanabi's cousin, whose current name should be Izumi Sagiri, huddled in a corner of the room. She is a girl with snow-white hair and a small face full of timidity and pity. I haven’t seen Hanabi for several years. This cousin has been squatting at home since she was in elementary school, and now she is thriving.

An elder glanced at it and said: The two children are not independent yet, so it is better to raise them separately. Jingxiang, your family should have no problem taking Masamune in, right? As for Sagiri...

As for this, the elder hesitated. No one is familiar with the little girl brought by the remarried woman, and no one wants to be dragged down. What's more, there is a rumor that the bad woman killed her husband. People looked at Sagiri with vague disgust, making the sensitive girl curl up into a ball and tremble.

Izumi Masamune suddenly raised his head and said firmly: No need, I will work hard to support myself and my sister.

Hanabi was surprised. This boy is quite responsible.