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Get off at the Lily Seagull Line, TOKYO BIG SIGHTS Station (Tokyo International Exhibition Hall).

Even in the morning, many people have gathered here.

Uesugizusa didn't expect there would be so many people, and even the overpass where the station was crowded.

"Many people." Aiyi kept tiptoing, wanting to look at the destination they were going to among the crowd.

But unfortunately, her little man could never see her. There were only one brother and sister who were taller than her in front of her blocking her vision.

"How long will it take to wait?" Uesuso looked at the crowd in front of him. It was so crowded that it was difficult to move forward. The Lily Seagull Line Tram also drove towards the next stop after the passengers finished.

"It shouldn't take long..."

"Sister Hanawaku hugs her." Aiyi said, pulling her skirt.

"Does Aiyi want to see outside?" Hanamara Hanamaru said to her.

"Yeah." Aiyi raised her face.

Hanaman Hanabu is actually invisible, and her height can only be seen with a bunch of heads.

This is probably the sadness of average height.

"Let me hug you, my sister can't see it."

Aiyi had to look at Uesugi.

Uesugi Sato and Hanamaru Hanabu changed positions, and half-squatted down and hugged her in their hands.

"It's so heavy, I must have eaten a lot of cakes."

Qian Aiyi said beside her, "Aiyi uses the money given by her father to secretly buy cakes every day."

Uesugi Sao looked at Ai in his hand and said, "Do you still eat so much food after eating cake every day?"

"Not much at all." The child's soft and cute voice line.

"Not much, don't you always say that you can make money by relying on your face in the future? If you get fat, how can you make money by relying on your face?"

“Fatty will be very beautiful.”

When I was picked up, Ai's vision was much wider. The crowds passing through the station overpass could see clearly the Tokyo International Exhibition Hall, which was made up of four triangular bodies.

Uesugi Dora looked at her silent for a few seconds, "Is it just an excuse to eat cake?"

"Brother, what kind of building is that."

Ai is changing the topic. Uesugi Zuo feels that this is what she learned from her. When she doesn't want to answer a certain question, she often uses changing the topic to avoid it.

She was often led by the sidelines not because she didn't notice it, but because she didn't care much.

After a little pause, he said: "Tokyo International Exhibition Center, your sister Hanawaku's job is in it today."

"What are you doing? Chef?"

"Not a chef, but a painter."

"What is a painter."

"The teacher who draws."

"Is Sister Hanawa a teacher?" Qian Aiyi asked.

Uesugi Sato explained to her: "It is not a teacher who teaches, but a respectful title for those who learn or skilled. Sister Hanawa was invited to help promote the novel because she was very good at painting."

"That's how it is."

"Oh." Aiyi didn't listen much. Her attention was all on the strange big building, but she still 'oh'ed.

There are many people wearing colorful clothes under the big building.

“So much green hair.”

“cosplay.”

"This Aiyi knows that she is imitating the characters in the anime."

"Well, smart, do you want me to praise you?"

"No, my brother won't praise people."

Uesugi Do not want to argue with Aiyi. She always says strange things. These words don't seem to be something that her age can say, but she has completely integrated these words into her own atmosphere and has always been like a strange child.

I've just been a little happier lately.

......

There were a lot of people, and it took a few people a few to get out of the bus stop for more than ten minutes.

After he came out, he found that the number of people at the station was just sesame points. Those who entered the venue could be described as abortion.

On a planned entry road, there were all people.

Uesuma Sato has never visited the comic exhibition, and he really didn't expect there would be so many people.

This is a hot day, aren’t you afraid of heat?

Several people stood by the road first, but did not relocate into the flow of people first.

“So many people.”

"Well, it's really a lot, but don't worry, we have a special channel."

Uesugi Sao waited here for a while, a man in his forties and fifties in his forties and fifties in a suit walked from the other side of the abortion.

"Mr. Uesugi."

"Well, hello, editor Kawahiro." Uesugi Teru held the hand he was handed over with passion.

Kawasaburo nodded at Hanamaru Hanamaru again, "Teacher Hanamaru."

Hanaman Hanabu responded to a very polite action.

Finally, he greeted the two little lolittle beside her.

"It's too hot outside, so I'd better invite four to the venue. I'll trouble Teacher Hanamaru today's work."

"It's okay, it's okay."

......

Step along the fiery cement road along the ladder to the Tokyo International Exhibition Hall.

There are many arranged exhibition positions inside, with many pictures and banners of cartoon characters.

"We are in the corporate area. Today, there are two booths, mainly illustration collections and signature versions of novels sold to fans. They are all fine printed versions, and many fans line up overnight, which is quite enthusiastic."

While listening to the explanation of editor Kawahiro, Uesugi Obusa observed the busy people in the venue.

It seems that this exhibition is more like a free market, where everyone sells surroundings and anime fan.

“Don’t you need tickets for this exhibition?”

Editor of Chuanhe: "Well, no, if you have special circumstances, you will need it. There are still too many people. Two sessions a year. In the last summer of last year, there were more than 700,000 people in four days."

Uesugi was a little surprised. Even if each person only spent 100 yen, the transaction volume for the 4-day exhibition would be 70 million yen.

"It's so much more than 700,000? The daily traffic is at least 150,000. Is the company prepared enough peripherals?"

The editor of Chuanhe smiled bitterly and said: "It's not enough. The enterprise area is not like the fan area. The enterprise area is usually limited to the venue. Many people can only stay up late a few days in advance to queue up to buy it. The reserves are smaller every day, while the fan area changes a batch every day, which is personal works. We have a venue limited to the venue here, and Teacher Hanamaru has never published a collection of paintings. This time the painting collection of "The Witch Girl is a Fox Demon" is quite popular."

"So crazy?" Uesuso never queued all night in his life, let alone came a few days in advance.

"It's a love for the work," Kawahiro editor looked at Hanamaru. "It's because Hanamaru has never shown his face. In addition to the novel fans, many Hanamaru fans also want to come to the venue to see it."

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A cute smile immediately appeared on [Hanmaru Hanabu]'s face: "Who is Hanabu?"

"You..." Hanamaru Hanabu was not sure, but that cute face was indeed her.

"But... if you are Firewall...Who is Firewall..."

[Huawanhuai] Move your slender body and reach out to the head of the bed to get a mirror.

"Huahuo is...Zojun..."

Hanamaru Hanabu held the mirror she handed over with both hands and looked at the real face reflected in the mirror.

He looks extraordinary and extremely handsome.

She reached out to pinch her face, and the real sense of reality conveyed the unreal facts.

I...is it Zhaojun?

Just when she was wondering whether she was in a dream, [Hanmaru Hanabu] suddenly pushed him onto the bed, and straddled his white legs and rode on him.

"Flower...fire..."

"Wrong... Little Hanahuo, I'm Joe-jun." [Hanmaru Hanahuo] said with a smile, holding his hands on his belly, in a duck-sitting position.
To be continued...