I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

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"What do you mean by that? Do you have a prejudice against anime/manga fans?"

Feng Zejian was somewhat speechless.

"Hey, hey, hey, I was just asking a question, and you're already getting all worked up."

"I used to be a homebody too."

The audience member on the microphone retorted, "You're a 'normie' type, and even if you used to be, you've already left that group."

Feng Zejian remained calm and unhurried.

"It's enough that it used to be. Even otaku need to drink water and eat. They can't always watch old anime. They need to watch new anime occasionally, just like life. A life that doesn't change is too boring."

"Back then, I also watched those hot-blooded shonen manga and spent one difficult day and night after another, and I also fantasized that I could become a powerful Kamen Rider by putting on the belt."

"Sometimes I would watch some short films that are good for my mind and body late at night. At that time, that small space of about ten square meters was my comfort zone."

"But, but...sigh..."

Feng Zejian sighed.

"Anime and manga are wonderful, but..."

"But what? Do you also think that our group is not respectable?"

Feng Zejian couldn't help but laugh.

"Brother, don't start a fight."

"The friendship, love, courage, and kindness depicted in anime and manga are all things we should learn from."

"But in today's society, the impression of anime and manga has become fixed, even among people within the anime and manga community."

"Just like when I first asked this viewer if he was an anime/manga otaku, he subconsciously started to defend himself."

“Upon hearing these words, he assumed I was going to attack him.”

"The terms 'anime/manga culture' and 'otaku' were not originally discriminatory, but they were later labeled with these terms."

"What do you mean by 'fat otaku' or 'gloomy'? Someone who's always horny about female characters in GL games?"

"People come in all shapes and sizes, and in all colors and shapes, and in all kinds of people. Every group has all kinds of people, like the 'normies' and the 'otakus.' Can't rich people like anime? Can't pretty girls and handsome guys like anime?"

"Showing the good parts and keeping the bad parts, then saying that's just how this group is?"

"That's so unfair!"

"Liking anime is not a reason for me to escape reality, nor is being a homebody an excuse for my weight management issues, not shaving, not showering, and having an unpleasant body odor."

"That's just another way of depravity disguised as anime culture; it has nothing to do with anime culture itself."

The audience members who came on the microphone fell silent.

A thought-provoking question arose amidst the wind and swirling winds.

"Let's ask each other a question: If you were an angel from the two-dimensional world, would you be willing to save the self-destructive three-dimensional humans?"

"Or should we go and help those who are not doing well, but are inspired by anime and manga, love anime and manga, and try to live their lives? Only by loving yourself first can you be worthy of being loved. If you don't care about yourself, why should you expect others to love you?"

"Those who blame their own depravity on anime and manga, and portray themselves as a vulnerable group, should stop bringing shame to anime and manga."

Many people watching the live stream were staring blankly at the live stream room, completely dazed.

Feng Zejian was just chatting idly when this topic came up.

Feng Zejian's words were very profound; someone who doesn't have a certain understanding of anime and manga couldn't possibly say such things.

The person who had come on the mic finally spoke.

"You're right, I agree with you."

Feng Zejian chuckled and said, "Thank you for your recognition. I wish you a happy life. Goodbye."

The audience member disconnected from the microphone.

Everyone knows that what happened before was not scripted and was not rehearsed.

Everything was so real it couldn't be more real.

Some of these words are spoken from the heart.

Twelve Nights picked up his phone.

"Apprentice, the chat in the live stream is all asking you to show your face."

"Why should I show my face? It's not like I haven't seen it before. You can just chat with the comments."

Twelve Nights shrugged. "He doesn't want to show his face, there's nothing I can do."

At this point, someone in the live chat sent gifts and asked a question.

Twelve Nights narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly.

"What is the relationship between the streamer and the scumbag?"

“I call him my apprentice, and he calls me his master. What kind of relationship do you think we have?”

Some viewers in the live chat expressed their confusion after sending gifts.

"Female master, male disciple."

"Well, what else can I do? I can't have a sex change, can I?"

The barrage of comments has started again.

Do the master and apprentice sleep together?

"When emotions get the better of us, we spend the night together."

Twelve Nights was speechless. "Asking such pointless questions, you can't think of anything else but men and women."

Someone else sent a gift and asked a question.

Are all the performers in this show beautiful women?

Without a second thought, the twelfth night.

"Of course, they're all beautiful women. Most of the guests at this performance are my apprentice's girlfriends. You can guess which one it is later."

This time, the comments section was speechless.

How many girlfriends does this scumbag have?

Twelve Nights began to think, and then held up two fingers.

The comments section was filled with questions.

Only two?

She forced a smile on the 12th night.

"Not two, but two digits."

These two digits immediately ignited the live stream.

Feng Zejian gritted his teeth.

"Master, you shouldn't talk about such things."

"How can you say that nonsense? By the way, how many people have you had relationships with?"

Feng Zejian began to think.

"About nine."

Twelve Nights gives a thumbs up.

Feng Zejian's answer confirmed that he did indeed have a girlfriend with a two-digit relationship.

After all, she's already had relationships with nine people.

Twelve Nights watched as Feng Zejian's makeup was almost finished.

She winked at the camera and the people in the live stream.

"I'm going to end the broadcast now, see you later."

The broadcast ended on the 12th night, and Feng Zejian got up.

Feng Zejian's already delicate features became even more three-dimensional under the skillful hands of the makeup artist, and the contours of her cheeks became more defined.

Feng Zejian's peach blossom eyes were so exquisitely drawn that anyone who looked into them would feel their heart skip a beat.

"Disciple, you're so handsome, even I'm a little tempted."

Feng Zejian winked at Shier Ye and said smugly, "Don't love me, it won't work out."

Twelve Nights prepared a total of four sets of clothes for Kazema.

A trench coat, a round hat, and Doc Martens boots.

A white suit paired with black leather shoes.

A beach swimsuit and flip-flops.

There's another outfit: a hooded jacket and casual shoes.

Everyone was almost ready, and Twelve Nights led them to the venue.

There were hardly any people in the audience at this time; people would only arrive when the show officially started.

The young women, both older and younger, gathered together, awaiting further instructions.

Chapter 439 Then I'll just say it plainly.

The girls' exquisite makeup caught Feng Zejian's eye, and Feng Zejian's makeup also captivated most of the girls.

"Now I'll talk about what everyone will be doing on stage later."

“There are no requirements for walking the runway; you can walk however you want. But this time, everyone will walk in pairs, entering from the left and right sides, and you can mix and match freely. If there is a need for an impromptu outfit change, you need to find a good time difference.”

"Professional photographers will be there to capture everyone's moments on stage. Afterwards, it will be made into a premium magazine and distributed to everyone as souvenirs."

"It's a rare opportunity for everyone to gather here. I have no other requests, I just hope that everyone can enjoy the stage, show everyone their best side, and that one day in the future, when you pick up your own magazine, you can recall the happy moments when we gathered here together."

The girls nodded; it was rare for so many people to gather together like this.

"There's still some time before the show starts, so everyone can walk around the runway first to get a feel for it."

At this moment, the staff came to Twelve Nights' side.

"Mr. Sasaki, there's a situation that requires your presence."

Twelve Nights frowned slightly.

What could possibly happen at this time?

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Twelve Nights glanced at everyone and gave them a word of advice.

"Please make yourselves at home, don't be shy. I have to go out for a bit."

Seeing this, Feng Zejian silently followed.

Following Twelve Nights to the hall, we saw about twenty people, both men and women, and they were all quite good-looking.

When Twelve Nights saw these people, his brows furrowed and his expression turned somewhat unfriendly.

Feng Zejian couldn't help but ask, "Who are these people? Master, it seems you don't like them very much."

Twelve Nights truthfully replied, "These were the models who were originally booked, but because of what happened between us, they all said they had other things to do and canceled their appointments. I've already told you about this."

"So what are they doing?"

“I think they’re coming back because of you. After all, you have such a huge following right now. If they can appear on the runway, it will be a great help to their future careers, since the exposure this time is so extensive.”

Twelve Nights then changed the subject.

"However, not everyone can take advantage of this kind of deal."

Twelve Nights strode to the front desk, and the people there became much more enthusiastic when they saw him.

They started calling her "senior," "older sister," "older sister," and all sorts of other terms.

"Why are you here?"