"Hey, don't touch me randomly! It's already good enough that I'm letting you see, and you want to touch?"
Kasumigaoka Utaha slapped away Eiri's hand, which had reached out curiously, a look of disgust on her face.
"Hmph, why are you being so fierce? I'm just trying to observe properly. How can I deepen my impression without feeling it properly?"
"Besides, we're both girls, what's the big deal? You can touch mine too."
Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at her speechlessly.
"You don't have much to touch either."
"Wuwu, hateful Kasumigaoka Utaha, you look down on me! Although I can't compare to you, I'm not completely flat, okay!"
"Moreover, in anime, girls with a full figure like yours are most likely to be drawn into doujinshi, getting xx-ed by evil old men or something!"
A vein popped on Kasumigaoka Utaha's forehead. "You're not even calling me 'Senior student' anymore, are you? And after all the help I've given you, you're such an ungrateful, flat-chested Junior Female Student!"
"And your '977' loli figure is what gets endlessly xx-ed by perverted old men in anime and doujinshi! How dare you talk about me?"
The two girls continuously mocked each other's figures, making Lin Mu, who had excellent hearing, feel a bit awkward.
Should he go in or not?
"I'm not ungrateful, and 'flat-chested' is unnecessary! Besides, I have a slender figure, but I actually have something there. Some boys prefer slender figures!"
"Yes, yes, you just wait for the lolicon to target you. And, are you done looking? It won't be good if Junior Lin comes in, hurry up!"
"Ugh... what's the rush? I was just trying to feel it, who told you to stop me?"
Kasumigaoka Utaha: "..."
She suddenly regretted agreeing to help Eiri.
Why did this Junior Female Student, who draws doujinshi, have such a perverted gaze?
A little while later.
Both girls had flushed faces and were fully dressed.
How to put it, they were bold just now, but now they felt a bit awkward.
This was a boy's room.
And they two had just looked at each other's naked bodies like perverts.
Just thinking about it made them feel ashamed.
They must have lost their minds just now!
Hearing that the two girls had stopped their mutual teasing, Lin Mu finally knocked on the door.
"Eiri, Senior student Utaha, I've made some juice. May I come in?"
"Cough cough... come in, Mu-kun. It's a good time to see if Junior Female Student Sawamura has made any progress."
Lin Mu entered the room, handed the juice to the two girls, and then placed the tray of snacks on the table.
Afterward, he and Kasumigaoka Utaha watched Eiri draw.
However.
A little while later, Eiri frantically threw her pen to the ground.
"Wuwuwu, no! Still no!"
"I must be sick. I clearly saw Senior student Utaha's perfect posture, but as soon as I pick up the pen, that doujinshi alien cowgirl instantly occupies my mind!"
Lin Mu and Kasumigaoka Utaha picked up the drawing from the floor and looked at it, both with complicated expressions.
It was still the alien cowgirl image from the doujinshi, and she had her tongue sticking out, with a strange expression of ecstasy on her face.
"This kind of draft simply can't be submitted. Junior Female Student Sawamura, you understand, right? Mu-kun can't possibly submit this as Tsukimi Miyabi's character design."
"Wuwuwu... I know... I know all of it! Senior student, I'm sick, and it's a mental illness!"
Eiri said, unable to stop herself from bursting into tears.
Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed and gently hugged her, patting her pink back to comfort the Junior Female Student.
At this moment, Senior student Utaha's gentleness was fully demonstrated.
Eiri, however, was on the verge of a breakdown.
She was just one step away from becoming a professional illustrator and a manga artist.
But now she had a problem. Her inability to draw the character design was incredibly heartbreaking.
Seeing Eiri crying so pitifully, Lin Mu couldn't help but sigh, feeling a little distressed.
He was a greedy man. Although he hadn't yet made a move, he had long considered Eiri his own dependent.
With the girl crying so sadly, he naturally couldn't remain indifferent.
"Um, perhaps things aren't at their worst yet? I think I've discovered something, Eiri, could I ask you to draw it again?"
"This time, don't think about Tsukimi Miyabi's image. Just draw the alien cowgirl image in your mind completely, don't miss a single detail!"
Hearing Lin Mu's words, Eiri sniffled, and her lifeless eyes regained their sparkle.
"Hmm... really? You really saw something? Do you know what's wrong with me?"
Kasumigaoka Utaha also looked at Lin Mu curiously, but she didn't speak, just watched quietly.
"Yes, really. So cheer up, I don't want to replace such a cute beautiful girl illustrator."
"Eiri, draw it again."
"Hmm... I understand."
Praised as a beautiful girl, Eiri's cheeks flushed. She gritted her teeth, pulled away from Kasumigaoka Utaha's embrace, and picked up the paintbrush from the floor...
With full concentration, she began to draw again.
This time, she followed Lin Mu's instructions, completely drawing the image of the alien cowgirl in her mind, every detail, including the patterns on the clothes.
As Eiri drew, Lin Mu also saw a wisp of black energy spreading from her hand.
It emitted a malicious aura, which annoyed him; it was actually a curse magic formula.
Soon, Eiri finished drawing.
However, looking at the somewhat lewd, exaggerated-breasted woman in the drawing, Eiri's cheeks were burning hot.
"Um... Lin Mu, I'm done drawing."
"Yes, I see clearly now, Eiri, you've been cursed."
Lin Mu also directly stated his conjecture.
"Eh? A curse?"
Eiri jumped up in shock, her delicate body trembling slightly.
Kasumigaoka Utaha also looked at him curiously.
He could even see curses?
Junior Lin was not simple.
Facing the gazes of the two girls, Lin Mu nodded solemnly.
"Yes, it's a curse."
"The effect of this curse is that it will prevent you, Eiri, from drawing the character images you want to draw. If it's not lifted, you'll only be able to draw this strange alien cowgirl image for the rest of your life."
"Wuwuwu, no! I don't want to draw this thing my whole life! Lin Mu, since you've figured it out, can you find a way to help me lift the curse?"
Although she also believed in science, the ridiculous thing that was happening to her now made her believe it.
Facing Eiri's expectant gaze, Lin Mu calmly nodded and smiled at her.
"Of course, but it's a bit troublesome."
"After all, curses have a source. If the source isn't resolved, the curse will still remain active."
"There's no time to find the source now. My novel needs illustration drafts, so I can temporarily help you, Eiri, suppress the curse."
"Eh, it can be suppressed? Then please, Lin Mu, you must help me suppress it! I really can't stand drawing this thing anymore! Wuwu, I shouldn't have drawn doujinshi!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Mu naturally raised his hand and wrapped it around her slender waist, pulling her into his embrace.
"Then, here I come, Eiri."
Saying that, his lips slowly approached the girl's small mouth.