Variety Comic: I am Amamiya Ren, jump from the N ship!

In the afternoon, in the central residential area of ​​Shibuya, Ren Amamiya and his party stopped.

In front of him is a small two-story house, which looks like a patch with many steel plates pasted on the walls.

There are small stones falling off the wall, wall-creepers clinging to the top, and the rust and dents on the iron plate are reflected in the curtain.

Ren Amamiya looked at the address sent by Kitagawa Yusuke at Line and fell into deep thought.

"The map shows it right here......"

"It's indeed a shabby little house, that's true......"

Ren Amamiya's whisper came to his ears, and the corners of Sakamoto Ryuuji's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

"Were you really not mistaken about the address?"

Looking towards the distance, Takamaki Xing nodded.

"The house number says Madarame. If there is no duplicate name or anything like that, the address is indeed here."

"Then go ahead and ring the doorbell."

After Amamiya Ren's suggestion, Sakamoto Ryuuji subconsciously said,"Wouldn't the whole wall collapse if you press it?"

Inside the commuter bag, Morgana poked her head out

"Um....Maybe it will fall into the wash basin?"

Controlling her strength, Ren Amamiya pressed"217" gently on the doorbell. The unique ding-dong sound of the old-fashioned doorbell came out. After waiting for a moment, a rustling sound passed through the door and reached the ears of several people.

"Who is it?"

"If you want to find a teacher, he is now...."

Before Kitagawa Yusuke finished speaking, Ren Amamiya interrupted.

"It's me, Ren Amamiya."

Like a panting idiot, the moment Ren Amamiya finished speaking, Kitagawa Yusuke's tone suddenly became heavy.

"I'll come right away!"

There was a sporadic sound, and the door was opened with a brush.

"Amamiya Dou...."

Ren Amamiya and his party appeared in sight, and Kitagawa Yusuke's words stopped abruptly.

".....You are here too."

Not hearing the alienation in Kitagawa Yusuke's words, Sakamoto Ryuji walked up to him with a smile.

"hello"

"This time we are not here to talk to you about modeling, but we have something to ask you."

Under the stunned gazes of Takamaki Anzu and Morgana, Sakamoto Ryuuji's words seemed extremely straightforward.

"Is it true that Madarame plagiarized? And his abuse of students?"

Frowning his brows, Kitagawa Yusuke's eyes looked like he was looking at an idiot.

"Are you crazy?"

Shaking his head, Sakamoto Ryuji displayed the mobile phone interface.

"Here, here, and here! There are rumors on the Internet."

Kitagawa Yusuke glanced at him and then fell silent.

Just when Sakamoto Ryuuji and Takamaki Anzu thought he was going to admit it, Kitagawa Yusuke stepped forward and took a few steps.

"this one?"

"This is really going to make people laugh to death"

"Plagiarism is simply impossible.....And abuse?"

Kitagawa Yusuke covered his face with his hands and suddenly began to laugh loudly.

His usually handsome face became very distorted due to his unbridled laughter. Ren Amamiya watched his changes quietly, took out his mobile phone, and watched quietly with the changes that have occurred

"Since you think Mrs. Madarame hates children to the point of abusing them, why would you let me, your apprentice, live in your home?"

"Moreover, I am the only disciple living here now. Since I said no, what else is there to doubt?"

As he spoke, Kitagawa Yusuke took a long breath. Seeing this, Sakamoto Ryuji continued.

"Who knows if you are lying?"

"this....."

The hesitation on Kitagawa Yusuke's face flashed across his face, and then he became firm again.

"....boring! He stepped forward with a determined look on his face,"He took me in without any relatives, and the person who raised me was my teacher!"!"

"If you dare to slander my teacher again, I will never forgive you!"

Takamaki Anzu couldn't help but frown when she saw this. Her sea-blue eyes stared at Kitagawa Yusuke's face, as if she wanted to see the clues.

"Is it really?"

"Yusuke?"

The noise sounded from the door, and while several people were arguing, a cough sounded.

Madarame Ichisai, wearing single clothes, slowly walked out of the dark house

"What's wrong? Making it so loud?"

"He was spreading untrue rumors about those teachers, and I couldn't get angry, so I started arguing with him......"

With his eyes lowered, Kitagawa Yusuke showed an apology on his face, as if he was blaming himself for disturbing his teacher with his excessive noise.

Hearing this, Madarame Ryuzai suddenly fell silent.

Slowly walking forward a few steps, he stretched out his palm and put it on Kitagawa Yusuke's shoulder.

".....Forgive them."

Madarame Ichizai sighed softly, with a look of pity in his eyes.

"They came with this boy because they heard those bad rumors, right?"

"Anyway, I don’t think that a stubborn old man like me....Will be liked by everyone."

Putting his hands in his sleeves, he closed his eyes slightly

"There are other neighbors nearby, and too much noise will affect them......Can everyone stop when enough is enough?"

After saying that, Madarame Ryuzai flicked his sleeves and robe and walked towards the house again.

"Then I'll excuse you."

Looking at the people in front of him, Kitagawa Yusuke took a deep breath, and finally bowed slightly towards Ren Amamiya and the others.

Under the astonished gazes of several people, his expression returned to calm again.

"Sorry, I was so rude....Feel sorry." (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"After all, everyone has different opinions. Rumors on the Internet....You will believe that there is no way...."

Such a sincere attitude made Sakamoto Ryuji a little helpless. He quickly reached out his hand and was about to help Kitagawa Yusuke up, but he didn't expect that he would take the first step and restore his posture.

"but....If you see this painting, you may have a different view of the teacher."

Taking out the phone from his pocket, Kitagawa Yusuke showed the photos in the album.

"This is the teacher's debut novel and masterpiece - Sayuri.........."

Raising his gaze slightly, Amamiya Ren looked at the painting named Sayuri.

The plum branches reflect the moon, the woman in red with exquisite facial features and friendly expression is the main subject.

The black hair in long braids hangs naturally on the shoulders, like the Virgin Mary. The woman in the painting lowers her head, and her dark eyes seem to have infinite tenderness.

The faint purple smoke lingers around her, adding a sense of mystery to her, making people unable to take their eyes away at a glance.

"The reason why I want to be a painter, this painting is my opportunity"

"And when I saw Amamiya-san for the first time, I felt the throbbing feeling in my heart, so I wanted to invite you to be my model."

"......"

"That painting is really beautiful....."

"Well, even though I don’t know much about art, I can still tell at a glance that the work called Sayuri....Really awesome!"

Leaving the dilapidated house, Sakamoto Ryuji sat on the railing on a nearby street, with a look of distress on his face.

"I always feel like both of them are good people......."

Takamaki Anzu also nodded,"Maybe the Madarame I heard in the impression space before is another person......"

"Then what was my attitude just now?....Ahhhhh! Looks like I have to find time to apologize to him......"

"Also, Lian, are you really planning to become a painting model?"

Nodding, Amamiya Ren took out her mobile phone.

"Before that, there are more important things."

Opening the Different World app, Ren Amamiya showed the black and red ripples on the screen.

"Eh?! This shows....."

"Does Madarame also have a palace? Doesn't that mean....."

"Why? That old man just now.....Is it possible that there really is a palace? But his attitude just now was quite sincere......"

Face 5.3 Facing the two people’s surprise, Ren Amamiya calmly pushed the frame

"You can't just stick to the surface of everything. You have to analyze it deeper to get important information."

"Madarame, plagiarism, broken house.....These three are the key words I got during your conversation just now."

"As long as you know your name and location, you can enter the palace"[]

"The premise is to know where Madarame sees this broken house."

Looking at a few people, Takamaki Anzu said lightly:"It's like Kamoshida treating the school like a castle?"

"Um.

Ren Amamiya nodded,"Now I almost know what the meaning of that broken house is.""

Click on the voice recognition, Ren Amamiya spoke loudly.

"Art Museum."

A red ellipsis appeared on the screen, and then a mechanical female voice came from the phone.

"Entered correctly!"

Enter the palace - the art gallery of vanity.

I will apologize to everyone for committing seppuku.

Damn, I will give you more today and let it go..