Mash-up Anime World: Creating the SCP Foundation to Contain Anomalies Chapter 5: Mrs. Sawamura’s Worries—What If My Daughter Never

Eriri dashed into the apartnt.

Haruto took a deep breath before calmly closing the door.

A tsundere was nothing he couldn't handle.

Eriri had originally entered out of sheer stubbornness after being dismissed. But once inside, she was imdiately drawn to a stack of drawings on the table.

On the surface, Sawamura Eriri was a refined and elegant young lady from a prestigious family.

In reality, she was a hardcore otaku and a well-known doujin artist.

Of course, her true passion was drawing.

So, upon spotting the manuscripts, she couldn't help but be captivated.

Takamine Haruto followed her inside, discreetly putting away the two sets of tableware from the table.

Hah, re Eriri.

Eriri flipped through a few pages, her expression shifting to excitent and surprise.

"Is this Haruto's work? Your skill has already reached seventy percent of my level!"

She knew Takamine Haruto had been studying manga.

He even asked for her advice on so techniques.

But this level of polished artwork was sothing she had never seen from him before. And soon, she beca deeply engrossed in the story.

It wasn't until she finished the entire manuscript in one go that she looked up again.

"This is amazing! Do you have more? I want to see the continuation!"

Eriri spoke excitedly. She was completely hooked on the story about Titans.

She hadn't even noticed Haruto quietly removing her half-eaten plate of fried rice.

Takamine Haruto shook his head.

"This is all I have for now. The rest will take ti."

Eriri reluctantly put down the manuscript, clearly reluctant to part with it.

"Are you planning to debut as a manga artist? Since you learned from , I bet you'll beco famous soon!"

"Do you want to introduce you to an editor? You just need to treat to three als, and I'll make the arrangents!"

Eriri held up three fingers with a sly grin.

'Three solo outings... This should... no, it will definitely lead to progress!'

She thought to herself.

However—

"That won't be necessary." Takamine Haruto shook his head.

Eiri: !

"Why!?"

She blurted out in protest but quickly realized her outburst was inappropriate and sat back down, blushing.

Haruto pointed at her, stating matter-of-factly:

"Because all the editors you know specialize in ecchi content. Totally the wrong genre."

Eiri: o.O

She had completely forgotten about that critical detail.

Eriri wanted to clutch her head and cry.

"There must be a way!" Eriri made one last attempt.

Haruto reached out and ruffled Eriri's golden hair, smiling. "No need."

Eriri shook her head, shaking off Haruto's hand.

"Haruto, you're such an idiot!"

Then, Eriri launched her signature twin-tail attack—whipping her hair, using her golden twin-tails to strike like a secret technique.

Ultimately, the attack was forcibly stopped when Haruto cupped her cheeks.

Feeling the warmth of his hands on her face, Eiri's cheeks instantly turned crimson, the blush spreading down to her neck.

"Baka! Let go of !"

"You were the one who attacked first, Eriri."

"Urusai!"

After Eiri shouted her signature phrase, Haruto finally let go.

The tsundere girl clutched her face, cooling down for a long ti before returning to normal.

"Hmph!" Eiri huffed, turning away to avoid looking at Haruto.

Coincidentally, her gaze landed on the bedroom door.

Rembering the manuscript in her hand, her curiosity was imdiately piqued.

She was curious about Haruto's manga workspace.

Jumping down from the chair, Eriri walked toward the bedroom.

Just as she grabbed the doorknob, ready to pull the door open—

A hand pressed against the door.

Eriri: !

The door was held shut, preventing it from opening.

Eriri turned her head and saw Haruto's face right in front of hers.

'T-This... this is the legendary kabedon!'

Realizing this, Eiri's eyes turned into spirals, lost in embarrassnt and helplessness.

"So curious about my room? Eiri, could it be that you actually like ?"

Haruto's voice reached her ears.

Eriri could even feel his breath.

The heart that had just cooled down began to boil once again.

(T/N: Kyaaaaaa