Great Britain, the capital of London, a little after 12 o'clock in the afternoon.

The girl with waist-length yellow hair stood in the room expressionlessly, and opened her hands to let another blonde girl with a proud figure take care of it up and down.

The girl's orange pupils are as bright as crystal, and it seems that the colors of the sky can be directly reflected, and her face is as delicate as a doll, and as ruthless as a doll.

"It's so white, it's all right, right? The exhibition is about to start, are you ready to go? The blonde girl finished her hand, took a few steps back, looked up and down the yellow-haired girl's outfit, nodded with satisfaction, and then said.

The expressionless girl nodded slightly and said softly, "Got it, Rita." ”

The girl named Rita smiled and nodded, then opened the door and waited for the girl, known to the outside world as "the girl who fell from the sky", to come out of the room.

Drawing your eyes out of the building, in the midst of the flow of people coming and going, the notice board placed at the entrance is pasted with the upcoming events here.

"The third stop of the genius painter Shiina Mashiro London Touring Art Exhibition!"

It was written on the notice board.

Among the crowds at the door, there are old people who are more than half a hundred years old, there are also newlywed couples, and of course, there is no lack of warm and harmonious families.

One of them was a child who was unusually conspicuous. It wasn't that he had done anything strange, but that while the children around him were looking around curiously or playing with each other, he was sitting quietly on the stool in the hall for visitors to rest, staring intently at the book in his hand.

After the speeches of the organizers and the local leaders, the lights in the hall dimmed, and the pedestrians, who had been whispering from time to time just now, fell silent for a moment and turned their expectant eyes to the center of the stage.

The child sitting on the stool had to stop his movements, close the book, and look around in a chatty manner.

Moments later, the presenter's figure disappeared into the darkness, but the words were transmitted through the microphone throughout the hall.

"Thank you, ladies and ladies for coming to the third stop of Miss Shiina's London Parade Exhibition."

As a world-class genius painter, although she is only 16 years old, her paintings are widely praised in the entire oil painting world, and well-known artists from all over the world believe that Miss Shiina will be able to paint famous paintings in the future......

“…… So, without further ado, let's welcome Miss Shiina Mashiro to the scene! ”

As the words fell, the light and clever but continuous applause rang out from the stage, and the bright lights instantly hit the center of the stage, and Shiina Mahaku, who was wearing a long white dress, appeared in full costume, looking at the flashing lights that suddenly began to flicker around him expressionlessly.

It wasn't until the flashing lights were down that the host's voice sounded again.

"I think you also know something about Miss Shiina Mahaku's character, so let's take a break from our genius painter for a while. Finally, I would like to announce the end of the exhibition ceremony, and then you will be free to browse through the hall. Details of all the paintings are marked below the frame. If there is any need, please give feedback to our staff. I hope that you will be able to enjoy the excellent work that Ms. Shiina Mashiro brings to you in the coming time! ”

Immediately afterward, the hall, which had been dim just a moment ago, suddenly became bright, and the still crowd began to flow again, as if a movie had been pressed the pause button, and began to play again.

Shiina Mahaku followed behind his teacher, Adel Einzworth, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something, but he still had a cold expression on his face.

"So, Mahaku is going to walk around by himself next, right? The teacher accompanied the gentleman for a walk. As if seeing the boredom hidden beneath the surface, Adair touched Mashiro's head with pity and said with a smile.

Shiina Mashiro nodded, signaling that he understood, and then turned and walked towards the east wall of the hall. Now that she had nothing to do, she was ready to walk around the hall and look at her own paintings.

"Want to eat Baumkuchen...... Where is Rita? After walking half a circle, the girl touched her stomach and uttered a low word.

So next, Shiina Mashiro's eyes began to look for his roommate and good friend. But soon, Shiina Mashiro notices a child in the corner.

The child was not amazed by her paintings like the adults around her, nor was she like the little ones who looked at her paintings curiously. Instead, sit quietly in the corner and immerse yourself in your own world.

Tilting his head, Shiina Mashiro was confused. It's the first time I've seen someone who has held many art exhibitions have no interest in her paintings, but just nestled in a corner and don't know what they're doing.

After thinking about it, Shiina Mashiro walked over, and said softly in his usual coldness with a hint of indescribable meaning, "What are you looking at?" ”

The child came back to his senses from his own world and turned his head to look at Shiina Mashiro in surprise, because what he had just heard was Japanese.

"My sister is from the island?" The child put down the book in his hand and looked up at Shiina Mashiro curiously. He came here with his family this time, but it seems that he has no interest in art exhibitions.

Shiina Mahaku nodded, repeating what he had just said, "What are you looking at?" ”

The child was stunned when he heard this, then spread out the book in his hand and said, "It's a comic." ”

Looking at the black and white lines on the book, the doubts on Shiina Mahaku's face couldn't help but not decrease, but more. She looked at the thing called "comics" in a daze, and said out loud, "Isn't it interesting, this?" ”

The child nodded vigorously and said excitedly, "It's fun!" ”

"Oh." With that, Shiina Mayahiro turned and left. The child looked at the girl's departing back suspiciously, shook his head, and then immersed himself in the world of the manga.

……

"Ah~ so white! So you're here. The blonde girl found herself in a corner of the hall what she had been looking for.

The girl in the long white dress turned around when she heard this, looked at the blonde girl in front of her, and said seriously, "Rita, I want to draw a comic." ”

"Huh? What did you say? Rita looked at Shiina in astonishment, apparently suspicious that she had just heard something wrong.

"I want to draw comics."

The pure white girl stood under the pure white light, still with that expressionless appearance, still with such a cold tone, but as if with unprecedented stubbornness and seriousness.

Rita's eyes widened as she looked at this girl who was known as a "world-class genius painter", at this girl who had been living in her care, and at this girl who had beaten herself to the ground......

In my heart, I couldn't help but have a despicable thought: if she could fail once......

……