Holding the paintbrush and drawing paper in his hands, Chiaki Monomiya felt that his soul had been sublimated, and the moment he got them, the cartoons about him in his previous life came to mind one by one.

"Xiao Qianzhao, I didn't expect your painting talent to be so high, it turned out to be a colorful brush, it's really enviable! Your master and I only have six colors, and we have not yet reached seven colors. ”

Shirakawa said.

"Master, what does this color represent?"

Chiaki asked.

"These colors represent what type of painting your brush can draw, just like me, although it is six colors, but I am majoring in red, which is flame, and you can use this pen to draw all kinds of things with the style of flame and fire attributes."

"I see! Then I saw the seven colors, should I be able to draw a very comprehensive picture, can draw a variety of attributes of the painting? ”

"That's right, but you have to remember, Xiao Qianzhao, talent is important, but for a painter, unremitting efforts are the most important, so don't be complacent because of your high talent!"

Shirakawa said.

"Don't worry! I'll try, but I also see black, isn't that the eight colors? What exactly is black? ”

Chiaki asked.

"You should be mistaken, as far as I know, in the history of the country of painting outside, there has never been a black color, and there is no record of black at all, so there should be no black."

Miyu Shirakawa replied.

"Don't worry about anything about black, just let it go. Another thing is that you have now got the brush and paper, so in the future, you will start to learn to draw, and magic is much more troublesome than this, so we will introduce magic another day. ”

"Understood, master."

"Okay, then let's go home and go to the practice room to try it out first."

The two of them left the pen and paper hall and walked in the direction of home.

As soon as he returned home, Chiaki Monomiya rushed directly into his room, and then lay on the bed, ready to sleep.

Syllable~

A crisp voice sounded, and Chiaki Monomiya touched his ass and looked at Shirakawa Miyu aggrievedly.

"What did you say in the Hall of Pen and Paper, didn't you say that you should start studying diligently in the future! Why are you ready to go to bed as soon as you get home? ”

Shirakawa Mixi said angrily.

"Wronged, master, I'm not lazy, I need to learn what I want to learn is magic, not painting, and I don't need to learn painting!"

Chiaki Monomiya said.

"You don't need to learn painting, painting magic, the most important thing is painting, if you can't draw it, no matter how good your magic is, it can't be activated. If you want to be lazy, just say it. ”

Mogong Chizhao felt very aggrieved in his heart, he was a world-recognized genius cartoonist in his previous life, does he still need to learn painting?

Chiaki Monomiya suddenly became serious, and said to Shirakawa Mixi: "Master, I didn't lie to you, I really don't need to learn to paint, when I get the brush and paper, I feel that I can paint the most perfect painting in the world." ”

Shirakawa Meixi shook her head with a headache, feeling so tired, how could this kid become so arrogant.

Seeing that the master still didn't believe it, he said to the master: "Master, I know this is really unbelievable, do I ask me to draw a picture for you?" Is it okay to prove myself in this way? ”

Shirakawa Mixi saw that Chiaki Monomiya was so serious, not like a joke, but a little curious in her heart.

"Okay, then you can draw, I'll just sit on the bed."

"Yes."

Chiaki Monomiya took out his paintbrush and unfolded the paper on the table, and suddenly the colorful light lit up the entire room.

Chiaki Monomiya held the pen in her hand, and Shirakawa Mixi felt that the temperament on her body seemed to change suddenly, and she became very calm and focused. couldn't help but make Shirakawa Meixi stunned.

"Is this still my little Chiaki?"

Shirakawa Miki thought to herself.

I saw that the hand holding the pen was sometimes strong and powerful, sometimes soft like water, sometimes fast like the wind, the tip of the pen moved back and forth on the drawing paper, and the seven colors were constantly changing, which made people dazzled.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Monomiya Chiaki's forehead, covering his forehead, and as time passed, the painting in Monomiya Chiaki's hand gradually took shape. About 30 minutes have passed since Chiaki Monomiya's painting, and the painting is gradually approaching the end, and after another 10 minutes, Chiaki Monomiya is ready to stop the pen in his hand and plan to settle the payment.

As soon as he wrote the word Sa, he suddenly stopped writing, and then crossed out the word and wrote it on Chiaki Monomiya.

Seeing that Monomiya Chiaki had finished it, Shirakawa Miyu loosened her tense body and said, "Xiao Chiaki, show me your painting." ”

Chiaki Monomiya handed over the painting to his master.

As soon as Miyu Shirakawa saw this painting, her eyes lit up, and her mouth opened unconsciously in surprise.

It's a simple portrait painting, but looking at her in this painting, it's like she's really sitting there, and every bit of this painting is depicted in great detail, as if it's real. It was also the first time that Miyu Shirakawa had seen such a perfect and realistic portrait painting. It's hard to imagine that this was done by a sixteen-year-old boy standing next to him.

Chiaki Monomiya touched Miyuki Shirakawa's chin, closed her mouth that was open and forgot to close, and then said to her, "How about Master, do you believe it now?" ”

Shirakawa Meixi hugged Mogong Chiaki at once, "My little Chiaki is really amazing." Then she kissed him on the cheek.

"This painting is really perfect, can you give it to me?"

Shirakawa asked.

"Of course."

Chiaki Monomiya replied.

"There is only one flaw in this painting, that is, why is there any word worn here?"

"Haha, it's nothing, it's just that my hand shook accidentally when I wrote the payment."

Chiaki Monomiya smiled bitterly.

"So you're going to make a mistake while drawing."

"Then surely, no one is perfect. But master, you questioned me and spanked my ass before, and now that you are about to leave my painting, should you do something to show it? ”

"Ah~ That, it's not right for the master to question you, it's also my fault to spank your ass, or will you beat it back?"

Shirakawa Miki turned around with a little blush.

"How can I spank the master's ass, but I do have some requirements, I haven't slept with the master for a long time, I want the master to sleep with me tonight, okay."

"This, this, well."

Shirakawa Miyu replied with some reluctance.