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

After buying clothes, the two wandered around Shibuya Street for a while.

After lunch, we took the return train back to the apartment.

"Tonight, don’t forget"

"My memory is not that bad!"

Regarding Amamiya Ren's instructions, Shiina Mahiru couldn't help but helplessly hold her forehead.

Seeing this, Amamiya Ren couldn't help but chuckle.

Holding shopping bags, they opened the doors of their homes.

"Then....See you in the evening."

I'm going to ask Kitagawa Yusuke clearly today!

It seems that Ryuji is full of energy today......But he doesn’t seem to have invited us to join him, right? Isn't there something wrong with this?

Who knows if he will do anything untoward to Lian?.....This is our protection!

Carrying a commuting bag and leaning against the wall of Shibuya's underground station, Ren Amamiya waited for the arrival of Ryuuji Sakamoto and Anzu Takamaki.

Morgana poked his head out of it, peered at the screen, and made a soft sound from time to time, looking like he was greatly shocked.

All kinds of things on the Internet are very new to her.

Not long after, as the two of them arrived one after another, Ren Amamiya put his cell phone back into his pocket, and Morgana also looked away.

"Set off!"

In Shibuya, Tokyo, in the shabby house of Madarame Ichisui in a residential area. The small room was used as a studio, with drawing boards and various paints randomly placed on the ground.

A faint light fell from the window into the house, and in his hands Holding a paintbrush,"630" Yusuke Kitagawa frowned and looked depressed.

"no...."

Kitagawa Yusuke sighed and put down the brush.

Seeing this, Ren Amamiya, who was posing directly in front, couldn't help but ask.

".....Is it my actions that are wrong?"

"no....is my problem."

Shaking his head, Kitagawa Yusuke forced himself to cheer up again.

"Sorry, please change back to your original position again."

The tip of the pen made a brushing sound on the canvas. Different from the concentration of the two of them, Ryuji Sakamoto, who was sitting next to him, was a little absent-minded.

"......How long will this take? It's too boring, and I can't make a lot of noise."

Lowering his voice, Sakamoto Ryuji couldn't help but ask.

"I don’t know, but that’s good too."

Looking at Amamiya Ren's profile, Takamaki Anzu didn't feel bored at all.

Holding the commuter bag delivered by Amamiya Ren earlier in her arms, Morgana's plush head poked out from the gap.

"Although it’s not bad to stay like this forever....But my legs are a little numb....."

"Don’t forget our purpose and ask Kitagawa about plagiarism."

"I’ll ask later! Let's go out for a walk first and see if we can find any other clues!"

"etc!"

Sakamoto Ryuji hurriedly stretched out his hand, intending to stop Morgana, but all he saw was a ball of white pom-poms flashing away in front of his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Kitagawa Yusuke, who was painting, put down his brush and couldn't help but utter doubts.

"fine."

With a somewhat apologetic smile on his face, Sakamoto Ryuuji waved his hand angrily.

He tilted his head and looked at Takamaki Anzu, who was still looking attentively, watching Ren Amamiya's figure.

"Really convinced....."

Leaving the small studio, Morgana stepped slowly on the wooden floor.

A little bit of dust stuck to the flesh pad, which made her feel disgusted.

"Take a look around, warm up and go back!"

A weak meow came from her mouth. After passing a few more corners, Morgana looked at the scene in front of her and suddenly stopped.

In front of her, there was a sliding door with a strong door lock fastened on top..The background color is brown, with a pattern of peacock feathers, and stars in other colors from Van Gogh's starry sky paintings are embellished on it.

"Sliding door and secured lock.....？"

Putting down the brush in his hand again, Kitagawa Yusuke couldn't help but sigh again.

Hearing the sound, Sakamoto Ryuji, who was dozing off, suddenly became energetic.

With surprise in his eyes, he quickly asked:"Is the painting finished?"

"No....It’s better to say that I don’t know how to write anything at all......"

Kitagawa Yusuke's words immediately stunned several people, and Ren Amamiya even tilted his head in confusion.

"It's not your problem....It’s just, I’m just a little unmotivated today...."

Not knowing what he was thinking, he sighed,"Sorry, let's paint another day."....."

"ah?!"

Sakamoto Ryuji was about to have a fit, but Amamiya Ren shook his head. He stood up and looked at Kitagawa Yusuke, who looked downcast, and Amamiya Ren asked softly

"Now that today's modeling task is over, I also want to ask you some questions"

"Well, please tell me"

"Those are the rumors about your teacher"

"That one again? I remember I made it very clear at that time, right? A look of impatience appeared on his face. Ren Amamiya saw this and said again:"Do you still remember the painting I praised at the art exhibition before?""

"If I guessed correctly, it should have been painted by you, Kitagawa-san, right?"

"this....."

"That's indeed the case."

Kitagawa Yusuke was speechless for a moment. Seeing this, Sakamoto Ryuji stepped forward.

"Your teacher is really dangerous. In his eyes, his apprentice is just his thing."

"So whether it's plagiarism or abuse, he doesn't take it seriously at all."

"You can't hide this from us!"

"I do not know what you're talking about....."

He quickly shook his head. Kitagawa Yusuke's words seemed a little pale and weak, while Takamaki Anzu acted as the white face.

"You shouldn't be able to resist him, right? It doesn't matter, as long as you tell the truth, we can help......"

"enough."With his hands crossed, Kitagawa Yusuke interrupted Takamaki An's next words,"You are right, we are....Teacher's works"

"But the most important thing is that you are wrong"

"I voluntarily dedicated the painting to the teacher, which is not considered plagiarism at all!"

"Teacher he is now....It's just a bottleneck."

Hearing this, Sakamoto Ryuji couldn't help but have several question marks in his head.

"What are you talking about? Submit your work?"

"Is that why all his disciples left? That's why now you are the only one left here!"

"What's wrong with an apprentice helping his master?!"

Frowning his brows, Kitagawa Yusuke immediately shouted angrily:"There are no victims here! Don't impose your self-righteous justice on me!"

Looking at the two people who were at war with each other, Ren Amamiya pushed the frame of the mirror and spoke slowly.

"What about the other apprentices?" (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Are you sure other people think the same way you do? Are you willing to dedicate your creativity to him?"

"......"

Hearing this, Kitagawa Yusuke became silent.

After a long time, he sighed softly and then returned to his seat.

"I just support the teacher as a disciple, what's wrong with that?"

"Don't come again....Otherwise I will sue you for harassment."

"etc! You haven't made it clear yet!"

Sakamoto Ryuji was about to step forward to argue again, but Kitagawa Yusuke took out his phone from his pocket.

"I originally only asked the model to help me today, and I didn't invite you two at all."

Looking at Sakamoto Ryuuji and Takamaki Anzu who were standing next to Amamiya Ren,"If you guys mess up again, I can call the police directly."

"Hello! You guy!"

"Ryuji! Calm down!"

Takamaki Anzu called softly, and Amamiya Ren stretched out his hand to stop him.

Seeing this, Kitagawa Yusuke put the phone back into his pocket.

"About calling the police....I can give up, but I have a condition"[]

"condition?"

"Well, I hope Mr. Lian can continue to be my model"

".....But don’t you know how to put pen to paper?"

"That's because you are too perfect. I was subconsciously worrying about you before......"

As he spoke, Kitagawa Yusuke showed a very peaceful smile on his face...

"But don't worry now, I've thought of a very good idea, if you can show everything without reservation......"

"nothing left?"

Hearing this, Takamaki Anzu, who was standing next to Ren Amamiya, couldn't help but think about it.

"That's right! nothing left!"

As if he saw his endless inspiration, the smile on Kitagawa Yusuke's face gradually changed from tranquility to excitement.

"As long as you have no reservations! I will also devote all my energy to painting the most perfect nude portrait!!!"

Sakamoto Ryuuji tilted his head and looked at Amamiya Ren.

Amamiya Ren tilted his head and looked at Takamaki Anzu.

No longer looking like a lady, Takamaki Anzu stretched out her hand and wanted to catch Kitagawa Yusuke. Questioning.

Ren Amamiya quickly stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

I haven't even passed it yet.....Do you still want to paint nudes?

"Put away your dirty thoughts!"

"Otherwise I will fight with you!"

Baring her teeth and dancing her claws, the power Takamaki Anzu released from her body almost made Ren Amamiya unable to control it.

Looking at this scene, Morgana, who had wanted to quietly return to the studio, was suddenly stunned.

The sunset was getting late. , not far from Madarame's house, several people stopped.

Kicking the gravel at their feet, Takamaki Angri said angrily:"There is definitely something wrong with this person's brain! Could it be that he is from Nantong?"

Morgana also nodded in agreement,"Damn it! Yusuke!"

"According to him.....It does look a lot like Nantong...."

Covering his face, Sakamoto Ryuji felt helpless about this.

In the scene just now, his CPU crashed briefly.

"Then Lian must not be left alone with him!"

Takamaki Xing's eyes suddenly became confused, and he looked at Amamiya Ren on the side.

Seeing this, Amamiya Ren couldn't help coughing lightly.

"Don't worry, I will call you when the time comes.....wrong! I didn’t agree to him being a nude model just now, did I?!"

"......"

While several people were discussing with each other, not far away, a short-haired woman in mature and beautiful clothes and holding a camera walked over.

"Excuse me, can I ask you a few questions?"

"Um?"

Looking left and right, the woman asked again:"Are you Madarame's fans?"

A few people shook their heads and said in unison:"No."

"Um....It certainly doesn't look like it."

Rubbing her fingertips on her chin, the 4.9 woman smiled.

"I don’t know if you have heard of a painting called Sayuri"

"It has been lost for a long time. It is said that a former disciple stole it in revenge for Madarame's mistreatment......"

"Have you heard of it? Ren

Amamiya shook his head and pointed at Ryuuji Sakamoto.

"Ryuji knows"

"I?!"

Sakamoto Ryuji was obviously at a loss when it came to being approached by a mature older sister.

"I know that!"

"That's it...."

Hearing this, the woman began to whisper to herself

"There is no victim to constitute an incident. Without this fact, there would be no way to write about it."

Seeing a few people looking confused, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Ah, sorry, sorry, I was talking to myself just now"

"Actually, I'm a reporter, and I'm currently looking for someone who knows Madarame's apprentice......"

She took out a business card from her small bag with a hundred yen coin mixed in it, and handed it to Ren Amamiya, the leader.

"If you have any information, can you tell me?"

"Of course, I will also pay accordingly."

Ren Amamiya took it and looked at the business card. Otaku Ichiko's name was written on the top.

"If there is any relevant information, I will contact you."

Hearing this, Dazhaizi just smiled, took a few steps back, and then waved his hand.

"Then see you next time"......