"That's... Akino-senpai, we're up to time..."

It was about nine o'clock in the evening, and they walked out of the instrument room.

At this time, their faces were full of satisfaction, for them, there was no practice room compared to Saionji Akino's home.

It was free and relaxed, and they had even reached the peak of their playing level several times, and they had maintained that subtle state for quite a long time.

They can do this, also thanks to Saionji Akino.

"Well, then you guys be careful on the road, do you need me to send you back?" At this time, Saionji Akino, who was sitting at the dining table, had just put down the pen in his hand.

"No, no need, senior, you are..."Asa Yu Ichiri looked at the table full of drawings with some curiosity.

"I'm drawing comics, um, even though it's just a temporary spur, do you want to see it?"

"It sees." Yue Shandong was unceremoniously, so he wanted to go up and pick up the sketch and look at it.

Rika Shinohara's one-handed pinch of the flesh on the back of her neck to stop her rudeness.

"Don't you see that my predecessors are still working on drafts? What should we do if we disrupted the thinking of our predecessors in the past? ”

"Senior, let's not bother, let's draw slowly." Rika Shinohara, with an empathetic and gentle smile, left with the other two.

However, when they came to the entrance and were about to open the door, the door was opened, and Mihara, who had wet hair, carried a bag and smiled awkwardly at them.

The three JCs hurriedly gave way, and when they gave way, they all smelled the faint fragrance of Mihara Zhi's body, and they could also see that she should have just taken a bath.

The JCs looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

It wasn't until the three of them walked into the elevator that Yue Shandong suddenly said.

"I smell the smell of x mess... Dao..."

The reason why she broke off her sentence was because she was hit by Rika Shinohara.

"I know you don't have good words! How could a senior be such a person! Rishi Shinohara, scented, raised her little fist.

And Asa Yu Ichiri is thoughtful.

Draw... Sister's friend...

Could it be that Akino-senpai is going to draw it for his sister?

After returning home, Ichiri Asaba saw her sister's absent-minded appearance, and she couldn't help but step forward and hug Asaba Oriyuki.

"One mile?" Asaba Oriyuki came back to her senses, hugged her plump sister as well, and asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

"I don't think my sister seems to be very happy lately..."

"Can you see that?"

"Hmm."

"Hmm... Something happened with Saionji-kun before, and now..."Asaba Oriyuki is finally willing to confide in her, or rather, she is finally willing to treat her sister as a tree hole.

There are some things that she feels very uncomfortable holding in her heart.

"Did you have a conflict with Akino-senpai?"

"Akino-senpai... It seems that you and him are getting better and better during this time..."

"Yes, I'm sorry!"

"Why apologize? Am I too late to be happy? Asaba continued to hug her silly sister, reaching through her hair and gently stroking the back of her head.

Asaba Yili subconsciously compared the touch of his sister and Akino of Xiyuan Temple, although my sister and Akino's predecessors have different techniques in touching, but they both have a kind of pampering, and the emotion of loving themselves is...

"Sister..."

"What's wrong?"

"The contradiction with Akino's predecessors will be eliminated soon, and it will soon be restored to the original state."

"Thank you~If only that were the case~"

"It's going to be back soon."

"Okay, good~" After being encouraged by her sister, Asaba Oriyuki's mood has also improved, at least not as tangled and gloomy as a few days ago.

Perhaps, she should also learn from Kaoru Kijima and become more proactive?

However, what she didn't expect was that the next afternoon, when she was about to talk to Saionji Akino, it was Mihara Eda who took the initiative to contact her.

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"The storyboard here should be drawn like this, so that it will be more impactful..."

"Are you looking for a cinematic sense of lens? I didn't expect you to know a lot about this..."

"Hmm... That's about it. After taking a bath, Mihara started at ten o'clock and lectured to Saionji Akino until three o'clock in the morning, which can be regarded as teaching her the knowledge she has so far.

And she really didn't expect that Saionji Akino was like a sponge, which could absorb the water on her body without interruption and without seeing the limit.

So much so that the three branches inexplicably felt like they were being squeezed dry in the end.

Sitting on the sofa and looking at the figure of Saionji Akino trying to paint, Mihara Eda felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

It's really hard to understand why he's trying to get to this point.

Originally, she thought that this kid from Xiyuan Temple must have a crush on Asa Yu Zhixue, and he had a serious crush, so he would be willing to pay so much energy for this.

After all, if it weren't for that, it wouldn't make sense.

Friends, valued friends, what kind of pure relationship can there be between men and women? Although Mihara doesn't know how to fall in love, he also thinks this is nonsense.

It's just that every time I look at his preoccupied posture, Mihara Zhi thinks again, maybe he's serious?

Is it really just the help of friends, that kind of selfless giving?

So Mihara Eda will begin to reminisce, thinking of the agreement he had with Asaba Oriyuki at the beginning.

She agreed to draw a comic, and that agreement was for herself, or for the sake of Asaba Oriyuki?

Maybe his original intention was to use this agreement to make Asaba Oriyuki not give up and continue to encourage her, which is good.

But is this something that you impose on the other side? Did you not actually take into account the other party's feelings? Or is it a forced agreement to give without permission and then want to get something in return?

But is there anything wrong with doing it yourself? How many people can do it like Saionji Akino who likes to meddle in things and almost selflessly gives?

The messy thoughts mixed into the fragments of memory, Mihara fell asleep on the sofa in a daze, and had a very special dream.

In the dream, she went back to her childhood and saw her former self and Asa Ha Oriyuki, however, there was a little boy next to them.

Whenever he quarrels and has a conflict with Asaba Oriyuki, this little boy will try his best to find a way to reconcile them.

After they reconciled, they still had to quarrel, not so much to reconcile, but to be willing to accept each other again for the sake of the little boy's face.

Is this reconciliation really correct?

Mihara in the dream raised this question.

However, the little boy's answer was.

"I'm just playing a role in promoting reconciliation between you, not forcing it."

"Without my presence, you will be reconciled sooner or later, it's just a matter of time."

"So, do you mean, it's all the same with you and without you?"

"Yes, whether I exist or not, your friendship will always be there." The little boy, or the juvenile version of Saionji Akino, said with a smile.

Mihara suddenly felt inexplicably annoyed when he heard this, but he couldn't tell why.

When she tried to refute, the dream was gone.

At this time, Saionji Akino had already completed the drawing of this manga.

The reason why he let Mihara Zhi guide him, instead of using the system's points to study specially, is just because he thinks that in the project of this comic painting, with the participation of Mihara Ed, maybe there will be something more special and important.

I haven't slept for a day and a night, and I've been painting at my desk for a long time, but Akino of Saionji inevitably feels a little tired, and it seems that even if he has physical strength 9, he still needs to sleep.

After all, this is also a mental drain.

Rubbing his eyes, Saionji Akino picked up the sketch and bound it, then turned his head to look at Mihara Eda on the sofa, and smiled: "I'm sorry, Mihara-san, let you mess around with me for a night." ”

Mihara rubbed his sore neck, looking at him as if he was fine, he couldn't help but feel very surprised.

"You stayed up all night?"

"Well, you can't finish painting without staying up all night."

"Got a pick-me-up potion?"

"Not really."

“… It's so energetic. "Mihara may have been influenced by her dreams, which caused her to speak less politely to Saionji Akino now.

But in this regard, Saionji Akino doesn't care at all.

"Mihara-san, please take a look." Saionji Akino handed the finished sketch to Mihara.

Mihara nodded, and began to flip through the short manga in a bit of a daze.

From the beginning, it was basically a copy of her experience with Asaba Oriyuki, but a few pages did draw the sense of the film's lens, which also had to sigh at the perverted talent of Saionji Akino.

He can really absorb, understand, and integrate what he teaches.

In that case, he is the kind of person who is really talented...

In addition to the painted figures, the background is somewhat scribbled ... But this is also something that can be honed slowly.

So, what's the point of drawing this manga? Exhort?

Still is...

Page by page, the sound of the paper rubbing against her fingers grew louder and stronger, and her grip on the paper became harder and harder.

Mihara began to cry as she saw the death of the girl named "Kyomoto" inside. The mood has come to a low point.

When she couldn't help but want to ask Saionji Akino why she wanted to draw a girl who was similar to herself, but represented Asaba Oriyuki.

A magical force urged her to keep flipping through the pages.

In the end.

She watched this dreamy ending that could be called romantic art, and goosebumps came out all over her body.

Although, the next page is back to reality.

The girl named "Kyomoto", which symbolizes the snow of Asaba Oriyuki, is still dead.

But when she looked back, she saw Asaba Oriyuki's sincere friendship for her, and her support for herself behind her back for so many years.

Her room also has her own paintings...

She has never forgotten herself, she has always been paying attention to herself...

When he woke up from a dream, Mihara Zhi, who wiped his tears, looked at Saionji Akino and suddenly asked, "Saionji... Monarch. ”

"What's wrong?" Saionji Akino handed her a tissue and asked.

"Do you think it's right for you to reconcile me with her in this way?" She asked that question, just like herself in her dreams.

And Saionji Akino was silent for a moment, and then gave the answer.

"I don't know if it's right, but I want you to reconcile."

"It's okay to say it's my own desires, but that's what I want to see."

Listening to the answer that was completely different from the one in the dream, Mihara was stunned.

Perhaps, this is because she doesn't know Saionji Akino at all, so she fantasizes about that kind of conversation in her dreams?

Saionji Akino is not the kind of fool he thinks, selfless to the extreme?

"That's... I reconciled with Oriyuki Asaba, and the good thing with you and without you, do you think it's the same? ”

“……？” Saionji Akino was confused.

What a strange question.

"Uh... I don't know what Mihara-san thinks you are... But I think it's still different, right? At least... Now, I'm friends with you, aren't we? ”

"......" Mihara suddenly laughed.

"I see."

"I'll be in touch with her this afternoon and meet her."

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It's a bit busy today, so the update is late.

It's over, I don't know how to title this chapter...

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