Shaking off the flickering color in her pupils, Toru Shimizu casually set her gaze on the shore, but remembered the words she had just said seriously.

A real writer?

"That's nice."

was still guessing the meaning behind her words, and was awakened by a sudden emotion.

"What?"

Toru Shimizu turned around and found that Nanami Nanami had returned to her calm appearance, squinting at the spot he had just been looking at.

There, the newlyweds from before were snuggling together. The camera team also spread out in front of them, two people holding reflectors, and the remaining one holding the camera constantly adjusting the angle.

"That's it, it's rare to see people coming to take wedding photos on the coast of Otaru."

I thought she was referring to the two people in the camera, but I didn't expect that it was my misunderstanding. Qing Shui shook his head secretly and looked over, "Locals generally don't choose to take pictures nearby, because they can see it every day, but it loses its meaning." ”

"Is that the case in Kyoto?"

"It's the same. Although I look down on Tokyo on weekdays, I still honestly choose places like Tokyo or Okinawa when I am a newlywed. ”

She blinked, as if to find something wonderful.

Toru Shimizu continued, "Speaking of which, Nanami-san knows about Fushimi Inari Taisha and Nijo Castle in Kyoto, right? ”

"Hmm."

"I've never been."

"Really?"

Looking at the slight surprise on her face, Qing Shui Toru laughed, "I just feel that I can go at any time, but I never have the idea of going there, because there are still many opportunities in the future." So I didn't make it until I left Kyoto. ”

Before he finished speaking, Nanami Nanami on the other side covered her mouth and turned her face sideways, her eyebrows and eyes curled up beautifully.

"What's wrong?"

"It always feels... Shimizu-san is like the kind of elementary school student who thinks that the vacation is still too long and leaves his homework until the last few days before he starts writing in a panic..."

Before the words fell, a short and hurried sound came out from under the slender fingers that she covered her mouth, as if she could not help but smile.

Infected by her emotions, Toru Shimizu just shook his head helplessly and walked towards the observation deck in front of him.

The platform that stretched out into the sea lost its shade, and Toru Shimizu noticed that Nanami Nanami had put on her hat again.

The water is getting clearer in the daylight. Leaning on the guardrail and looking at the glow under the sea, Toru Shimizu spoke, "Speaking of which, why did Nanami-san come to Tokyo to work before the start of school?" ”

"I can't help it," she said, her gaze drawn to the sea, "even if the scholarship is used to offset the tuition, the paint for the painting will have to be bought." There are also rent, meals, transportation... In short, you can't do it without working. ”

The sea breeze suddenly became violent, and her light clothes were also pulled by the wind, outlining the thin figure hidden in it.

Shouldn't your body collapse before you can earn enough money from your part-time job?

Qing Mizu glanced at her again, put aside his unexplained worries for the time being, and said, "So that's the case, then I'm similar to Nanami-san." ”

"Does Shimizu-san also bear all the expenses himself?"

"Well, because of the university, I need that amount almost every month."

Toru Shimizu held up three fingers.

"Three hundred thousand!" Her eyes widened in surprise, and she immediately relaxed, after all, as a private university, Waseda's tuition fee was almost twice that of the public Toyi University, and this figure was not too exaggerated.

"I thought that I needed to earn 150,000 yuan a month enough to give people a headache," her eyes showed some helpless color, "I didn't expect... But as a writer, Shimizu-san shouldn't be so stressed, right? I'll just have to find a way to work..."

"A newcomer like me doesn't have much money, so it's mainly something else. If Nanami-san can paint, he should be able to find a related job, which is better than a part-time job. ”

"It's not that simple... There are so many people who can draw, even the seniors in school, many of them have a chance because of the recommendation of their teachers..."

She crouched on the railing, kicked the ground with her foot, and a stone rolled into the water.

"But I don't think Nanami-san's paintings are any worse than those of his predecessors."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned her head to stare at herself, her eyes slightly scrutinizing as if to test the sincerity of the sentence just now.

Naturally, she couldn't look away, and Toru Shimizu also looked straight into her eyes.

Anyway, he has never seen the paintings of those so-called predecessors, and this sentence certainly cannot be regarded as a violation of his will.

She rolled her eyes away and laughed first.

"Does Shimizu-san really think so?"

"Of course."

"Then is it okay for me to paint for Shimizu-san?"

Although he noticed the sly smile in her pupils, Toru Shimizu already knew that he had no room to refuse.

It was impossible to pull out the stances like an oil painting, Nanami just took out her sketchbook from her bag, and then the two found a bench, and the two sat down at two ends.

With no relevant experience, Toru Shimizu could only try his best to keep his body straight. Her eyes didn't know what to do, so they landed on her moving fingertips and the strands of hair around her ears, and then moved to the scenery next to her in an instant.

"Alright."

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of her finally announcing the completion made Qing Shui Toru breathe a sigh of relief. Ignoring the residual stiffness of her body, she went directly to look at herself in her writing.

The paintings on the pages are exquisite.

"This... Nanami-san is really powerful, especially..."Wanting to show that he still has some appreciation, Toru Shimizu picked a few points that he thought were good. She just smiled and didn't make a comment.

Inexplicably, I felt a little weak, and hurriedly said "really powerful" again as a summary.

"Shimizu-san thinks it's good to like it."

"Of course I do. By the way, can I get this painting? I can buy it, so I guess I hope Nanami-san can find more work in painting. ”

"No, it's just a sketch, and I'll give it to Shimizu-san."

Toru Shimizu didn't seem to hear her at all, just rummaging through his pocket. Nanami, who was on the side, watched his movements, and it was not easy to step forward to stop him.

"Oops."

Nothing came out, and Toru Shimizu suddenly slapped his head.

"What's wrong?"

"I forgot to bring my wallet when I went out."

Nanami Nanami bent her eyebrows, "So it's good to give it directly to Shimizu-san." ”

"No," it seemed that he had a special attachment to this matter, and Toru Qing poked into his pocket again, but he still didn't find anything. sighed, looked into her eyes, and said, "Since that's the case, I can only give it to you next time, if it's convenient..."

Before she could finish speaking, I saw her cover her mouth with her hands, tilt her head sideways and laugh.

Toru Shimizu's remaining words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak for a while.

But it doesn't seem necessary.

Nanami had already written a string of numbers on the paper with a pen, tore it off along with the previous page of portraits, and handed it over.

“… Let's talk about it next time... I still have a part-time job in the afternoon, so I'll go back first..."

"Oh, good."

When she took the two pieces of paper and looked up again, she was already far away.

Lowering his head again and looking at himself in the portrait, Toru Shimizu also laughed.

Pull off the coat and lie quietly in the inner pocket. Carefully folding the two pieces of paper and placing them in the compartment of the wallet, Toru Shimizu suddenly thought of a possibility.

She shouldn't have found out sooner, right?