Multiverse: You Said Chuunibyou, But You're Playing for Real?

Seeing Shinka Nibutani's reaction, Haru knew what this girl was thinking.

He found it amusing internally.

Humanity's top-level artistic skills.

For ordinary people, or even those artistic geniuses, this might be an impossible task.

But for Haru with his cheat system, wasn't this just a matter of one suggestion task?

"But as for artistic skills, from whom should I get suggestions?"

Haru thought about people related to drawing.

Izumi Sagiri, Shiina Mashiro... Eriri!

Instantly, Haru knew who to ask for suggestions in this area.

Obviously, the person from whom he could most easily get suggestions right now was that blonde tsundere, Eriri Spencer Sawamura.

Eriri happened to be at the same school as Haru, also a Class J student.

Moreover, Haru had once encountered her in the hallway, and the system had given him a notification that this girl was also qualified to give suggestions.

As for others like Izumi Sagiri and Shiina Mashiro, Haru had never even heard of them, so finding them was probably hopeless.

"Go directly to Eriri to ask about art? But I'm not familiar with her, so it's hard to start fooling her."

Haru raised an eyebrow, then suddenly his eyes moved. "Right, I don't need to ask her directly. I can inquire through the internet. Online, you can say whatever you want and few people will take it seriously."

Haru suddenly remembered that Eriri had another identity—she was the ero-manga artist Kashiwagi Eri.

Kashiwagi Eri was quite famous in the doujinshi world and even had a dedicated blog.

Haru planned to go directly to Kashiwagi Eri's blog and ask her this question.

"Although I don't know if asking for suggestions online will work, it's a good experiment."

Haru had never asked questions online before, so he wasn't sure if Eriri's replies online could be effective.

If it worked, that would naturally be best. If it didn't work, Haru would have to find her in person.

Thinking of it, he did it.

Haru immediately took out his phone, searched for Kashiwagi Eri's blog, and found that this girl posted quite frequently—almost daily—and often replied to fans in the comments section.

"This is good."

Haru's eyes lit up, feeling that his chances of getting a reply from Kashiwagi Eri online should be quite high.

So he immediately posted a comment:

[Kashiwagi Eri-sensei, your artistic level is the strongest human standard I've ever seen. I'd like to ask, how can one reach such a level?]

Haru deliberately flattered Eriri, just to include the premise of "strongest human artistic skills" in his question.

Then, as long as Eriri saw it and gave any suggestion, the system would have a chance to adopt it.

"Perfect. Now I just need to wait for Eriri's reply."

After posting, Haru waited patiently, not anxious at all.

Night.

"Ahhhhh, why is it almost deadline time again? This is really bad!"

At the Sawamura house, in the study, a girl wearing casual clothes, petite in stature with beautiful long golden hair, sat in a chair in a very unladylike posture, scratching her trademark golden hair in frustration.

The girl had delicate and beautiful features, skin as pure and flawless as porcelain. Although petite, she had curves in all the right places—truly without fault.

Although the girl had a perfectly cute appearance, her extremely irritated expression and somewhat slovenly attire destroyed her perfection, making her seem more like an ordinary commoner girl.

This person was Eriri.

In others' eyes, she was an elegant, noble, and perfect young lady.

However, no one could imagine that Eriri at home seemed no different from girls born into commoner families.

"This is bad. I still have no inspiration, and I'll probably have to pull an all-nighter again tonight."

Eriri looked frustrated, staring at the blank drawing board with no inspiration in her mind.

She had no idea how to start.

But the manuscript was due tomorrow, and she hadn't even started drawing the first page, which made Eriri so depressed she wanted to vomit blood.

"I'm not drawing anymore!"

Finally, unable to find any inspiration, Eriri threw down her drawing pen.

The moment she threw it down, Eriri felt incredibly relaxed.

She flopped onto her comfortable bed, wiggling her bare feet while picking up her phone to browse her blog.

"Hehe, this guy has quite good taste."

Soon, Eriri saw Haru's comment. Seeing the message saying her artistic level was the strongest human standard, even though she knew the person was flattering her, Eriri couldn't help but smile with delight.

"This guy's ID is called 'Jin Li Le'? What a strange ID."

Eriri specifically looked at the commenter's ID, thinking to herself that someone who would say such exaggerated praise must be a fanatical fan of hers.

Eriri had good feelings toward her fans.

She immediately started typing.

However, having just been troubled by her inability to draw, Eriri naturally wasn't planning to seriously teach someone artistic techniques.

Online comments—who among decent people would take them seriously?

So Eriri deliberately typed a playful response:

[Improving artistic skills is simple. The reason my drawing level has improved to this point is because I persistently create ero-manga. Perhaps you could imitate my experience. As long as you keep at it, I'm sure your artistic level will soon surpass mine /smirking emoji]

After answering this question, Eriri directly looked at other fans' comments.

"Eriri, you're absolutely dead!"

The next day, Haru's face was dark, and he almost wanted to curse.

Thinking about the terrible suggestion he received last night, Haru almost vomited blood.

[Suggestion: Create ero-manga, continuously create ten volumes, with a requirement of total sales reaching 10,000 copies, Reward: Art Skills MAX]

The reward was indeed the strongest artistic skills.

The problem was that the suggestion task was actually to create ero-manga.

"I'm such an upstanding person, yet you want me to draw ero-manga. Damn you, Eriri."

Haru was so depressed he wanted to kill someone. What decent person draws that kind of thing?

However, for the space magic circle, Haru had no choice but to execute this suggestion task.

Thinking that he actually had to draw such terrible things, Haru wanted to vomit blood.

He instantly held a grudge against the terrible Eriri.

"After I get the reward, I'll definitely make this girl know what cruelty means."

Haru snorted coldly.

This time, it wasn't just the terrible Eriri he resented.

Shinka Nibutani was included too.

Without this girl, how would Haru have had to find Eriri and end up with a task to create ero-manga?

"No, I really can't swallow this anger."

The more Haru thought about it, the angrier he became. He never expected that Shinka Nibutani had actually played him, although she hadn't intended it that way.

But the fact was that Haru had been terribly screwed over.

So Haru decided that he couldn't be the only one doing such tasteless things.

Therefore—

"You want me to become Haru-san's manga assistant?"

Shinka Nibutani stood in front of Haru with a dazed expression, not understanding why Haru would suddenly think of creating manga.

"That's right." Haru said seriously. "Nibutani-san, I plan to improve my artistic skills by creating manga."

"Wait, Haru-san, creating manga doesn't seem to help much with improving artistic skills."

Shinka Nibutani's brain couldn't quite process this.

She did understand that Haru was really planning to improve his artistic skills.

This suited her perfectly.

The problem was, improving artistic skills through creating manga—what kind of genius could come up with such a method?

"Nibutani-san, you don't understand this."

Haru smiled slightly, as if completely oblivious to Shinka Nibutani's strange look. "This method was taught to me by Kashiwagi Eri-sensei, the most amazing artist in my mind."

"As long as I follow her suggestions, I can completely learn humanity's strongest artistic skills."

"Haru-san... I think that Kashiwagi Eri-sensei was probably joking." Shinka Nibutani said weakly, but internally she was speechless.

It was obvious that person called Kashiwagi Eri was joking, yet Haru couldn't tell and actually believed such a joke.

Should she say, as expected of a chūnibyō?

Thinking that she seemed to have experienced similar situations before, Shinka Nibutani suddenly felt that Haru having such thought processes was actually quite normal.

"Nibutani-san, you can doubt me, but please don't doubt those who give me suggestions." Haru said with feigned displeasure. "The reason I, Haru, am who I am today is entirely because I've always humbly accepted suggestions from kind people. I believe Kashiwagi Eri-sensei would never deceive me either."

Shinka Nibutani really didn't know what to say.

But thinking about it, Haru did seem genuinely humble and willing to listen to advice.

Although all that advice was somewhat unreliable.

For instance, with all the unreliable suggestions she had given, Haru believed them every time and actually went ahead and did them.

Such thought processes were incomprehensible, but Shinka Nibutani understood that it was impossible to persuade Haru not to believe those unreliable suggestions.

"Nibutani-san, you'll definitely agree, right?"

Haru stared at Shinka Nibutani with a half-smile. "After all, this is also for learning Mori Summer's magic, to prove your identity as Mori Summer's reincarnation to Dekomori-san."

In his heart, he was thinking viciously: if this girl doesn't agree, don't blame me for being rude and directly exposing your identity.

Of course, Shinka Nibutani had no idea what Haru was thinking, and she was rolling her eyes internally.

Who wanted him to prove her identity?

But Haru's gaze made her feel very uneasy.

She instinctively felt that if she didn't agree, something would happen that she extremely didn't want to see.

Under this unease, Shinka Nibutani quickly gave in and provided her answer:

"Being a manga assistant... I suppose I don't have a problem with that."

Being a manga assistant might be tiring, but it would give her more time to interact with Haru.

This way, she would have a chance to get her hands on the Dark Grimoire.

Thinking of this, Shinka Nibutani's heart stirred.

This was a good opportunity.

"Once I get the Dark Grimoire, I'll immediately cut ties with Haru-san. No matter how tiring being a manga assistant is, it won't concern me."

The light in Shinka Nibutani's beautiful eyes became increasingly bright.

With this thought, Shinka Nibutani cleared her throat.

Then, pretending to be shy, she looked at Haru:

"However, Haru-san, creating manga at school isn't very convenient. How about going to your house instead?"

A cunning glint flashed in Shinka Nibutani's beautiful eyes.

Any normal boy hearing such words would probably experience one of life's three great illusions.

Then, smoothly taking the Dark Grimoire from Haru's hands would be effortless.

"Go to my house?"

Haru was stunned for a moment.

Then he looked at Shinka Nibutani strangely.

This girl was planning to seduce him and then steal the Dark Grimoire.

Haru just wanted to laugh.

What he was going to create was ero-manga!

Shinka Nibutani, without even asking, made such an ambiguous request and wanted to be alone with him at his house.

He wondered what her thoughts would be when she learned the truth.

However, since Shinka Nibutani was voluntarily delivering herself to his door, Haru naturally didn't plan to refuse.

"No problem. I'm the only one at my house, so Nibutani-san can come anytime."

Haru coughed dryly, seeming somewhat embarrassed as well.

Seeing Haru actually showing rare embarrassment, Shinka Nibutani was even more delighted.

"So Haru-san does have a boyish side and knows how to be shy."

A cunning glint flashed in Shinka Nibutani's eyes.

Previously, Shinka Nibutani had deliberately gotten close to Haru several times, trying to give him the illusion that she liked him.

However, Haru had shown no reaction, making Shinka Nibutani begin to doubt her own charm.

Fortunately, Haru's current behavior put Shinka Nibutani at ease.

It seemed her cute appearance still had attraction for this guy.

This way, her plan should have no problems.

"Then... let's go to Haru-san's house after school."

Shinka Nibutani pretended to be shy.

Seeing Shinka Nibutani so eager, Haru's facial expression was quite strange.

He'd seen people seeking death, but never seen someone so eager to deliver themselves to death.

"Since this girl screwed me over so badly this time, it's perfect timing to let her know I'm not so easily fooled."

A glint of amusement flashed in Haru's eyes as he immediately nodded: "No problem. I was planning to start creating manga today anyway."

"Plan successful!" Shinka Nibutani was excited.

She felt that soon she would be able to escape her dark history and get the Dark Grimoire from Haru.

The plan was going even more smoothly than she had imagined.

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