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During the recess at noon the next day, Sakakiwara couldn't help but come to a certain tree in the school building. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yo ......"

He looked at Minaki Ming, who was frowning and thinking about it, and said hello tentatively.

“......”

Seeing that Qi Ming raised his head, he looked at him nonchalantly: "...... Why?"

“......”

Sakakihara Hengichi had been brewing for a morning and the conversation was useless all of a sudden, he snorted blankly, and then watched the girl slowly pat down her skirt and stand up, and asked in a warning tone:

"Is it okay to talk to me?"

So tell me why you can't say it? I'm curious!

"This ......"

Sakakihara Tsuneichi was roaring in his heart, but he couldn't say anything.

"It's better to pay attention...... Maybe...... It's already begun. ”

After saying these words of unknown meaning, the blindfolded girl slowly left under Sakakihara Hengichi's subtle gaze, and she had no intention of preparing for the afternoon class at all.

..................

In the afternoon, painting class.

Sakakihara sat in his place with his sketchpad in his hand.

His arms were very strong, and he usually held daggers, firearms, street lamps, and manhole covers...... So the paintbrush in his hand was either crushed by him, or the brush cut through the canvas like a red-hot knife into butter.

Although he can control his strength, but painting is such a thing, as long as he wants to paint well, he must be in the gods, and once he is in the gods, Sakakihara Tsunichi will subconsciously substitute the brush into the dagger......

But it's not that he doesn't know how to draw, on the contrary, he has been instructed by masters in the field of stone carving, no matter how demanding the client is about the tombstone...... He's all satisfied.

Of course, this makes no sense to solve the current status quo.

...... After he used the ordinary watercolor brush to cut the eighteenth piece of the drawing board into pieces of 'puzzles' one after another, facing the strange gaze from his classmates, Sakakihara Tsuneichi sighed, put down the unscathed brush, and after asking the permission of the troubled teacher Mikami, he got up and walked out of the classroom.

Before leaving, he took a look at the work of his classmates nearby.

Mochizuki's drawing board is a lemon that looks hideous and distorted, and according to the previous conversation between Migami and him, that work was named "Lemon's Cry" by him...... I really don't understand, it's clear that what is on the table is an ordinary lemon, what kind of distorted inner world does this student have to draw such a terrifying lemon in terms of color and outline......

Sure enough, is this classmate a fan of Munch?

Kawahara, the envoy in sportswear, drew an apple with long hands and feet (self-proclaimed), and the style of painting was so personal that Mr. Migami asked him to re-draw it...... Now, it's a banana with long hands and feet drawn in the blank space next to the apple......

Finally, there is the Natsuki Pleiades sitting at the door.

This strange classmate was uncharacteristically painting seriously, and even every stroke had a master's demeanor, which made Sakakihara Hengichi couldn't help but look over.

It's a sketch, a realistic sketch of the silver-haired girl.

But it's too realistic, even if it's just a black and white line drawing, it has reached the level of being fake;

The girl on the drawing board has a happy smile on her face, and she is 100% in sync with the silver-haired girl who is sitting motionless in front of Natsuki as a model.

The mastery of Natsuki's painting technique made him hardly look like a student, and according to Sakakihara Tsuneichi, such painting techniques should only appear under those masters.

However, because of the crazy actions of Natsuki Pleiades from time to time before painting, people, including Mikami-sensei, didn't want to get close to him at all.

For now, only Sakakihara Tsunichi sees it.

But he was only slightly surprised, and then walked out of the classroom.

Compared to Natsuki, the appearance of Nagasaki Ming who was not in the classroom again made him very concerned, so he walked out of the classroom and looked for them one by one along the corridor.

Soon, he found the figure of Minizaki Naru in the reading room, and naturally opened the door and walked in.

"Yo ......"

Raise your hand and greet the girl.

The girl looked up at him, then lowered her head and went on painting.

Sakakiwara Hengichi looked at this reading room, and saw that it was very dark, the dilapidated lights were turned on from time to time, and the back of the bookshelf was basically pitch black, and the window where Saki Ming was sitting was bright.

He walked over to Minu Mizaki and watched the girl draw.

What I drew was a girl sitting on the ground with her head bowed, and she had only drawn a rough sketch, which should be completing the details of her hair at the moment.

"Is that good?"

Seeing that Saki asked.

"What?"

Sakakihara didn't know which one she was asking.

"Didn't anyone stop you?"

"Uh...... I don't have much talent for drawing, so I'm going to go for a walk......"

"What kind of terrible talent would make Mikami-sensei default to you going out for a walk during class time?"

"Haha......" Sakakihara Tsuneichi smiled dryly: "Anyway, this painting of yours now...... What is the model? Or is it just imagination?"

"Perhaps...... Both. Naru Saki looked at Sakakihara Tsuneichi and then at his painting: "Finally, I want to paint huge wings for this girl." ”

"Angels?"

"Who knows. ”

The girl did not answer seriously.

"......" Sakakihara hesitated for a moment, and felt that he should take advantage ......of the moment to speak: "What happened to your left eye?

“......”

The girl touched her blindfolded left eye and turned her head to look at Sakakihara Tsuneichi: "Want to know?"

"No... If you don't want to......" Sakakihara Tsunichi immediately made his position clear: "It's okay not to say it." ”

"Then I won't talk about it. ”

The girl picked up the paintbrush and continued her own painting.

“......”

Sakakihara Tsuneichi suddenly felt a pair of dumbbells hanging in his throat, and he wanted to say something, but the bell rang for the end of class and prevented him from speaking.

"What class are you from, and why did you come here before class?"

A gray-haired man with glasses walked from the other end of the bookshelf, he looked at Sakakihara and reached out to lift his glasses, trying to get a closer look at Sakakiwara Tsuneichi.

"Who I've never met............"

"I'm Sakakihara in the third class of the third year, because I transferred to ......"

"Librarian, Chiyo. The teacher-like man briefly introduced himself: "If you are interested here, you can usually come at any time...... Although class is out now, you still have to go to class later, so don't stay here and leave quickly. ”

He gave an expulsion order to Sakakihara Tsune, who ran out before class was over.

“...... Good. ”

Sakakiwara Hengichi's gaze wandered between Minesaki and the male teacher for a moment, and then turned to leave.