"... right. But."
"But?"
"I don't want you to let me draw it as it is, I want to take full measures. In other words, let's get Antoni motivated to paint, and let's take a way so that the painted work can continue to be painted even if Antoni's symptoms get worse, which is easily appreciated as an art, and he can no longer understand the shape."
"Hmm?"
"It's Fauvism"
Intriguingly narrowing my eyes to the Count, I continued my words.
"I have a tradition of sourcing paints that are brighter, cheaper, and have fewer blend color restrictions than paints that are out in this world, reducing fading and lean"
"Ho."
"Furthermore, based on the fact that I want Antoni to paint in the long term, I was wondering if Fauvism would be a good place to fight with just a sense of colour, even considering the worsening of the current symptoms"
"I see."
The Earl who distorts his mouth.
"Well, there's a period of time, and I'll leave it to you. I'll see what happens along the way, and if you're actually going to be able to exhibit at the Salon de Oasis at Fauvism, I'll go with that."
"Thank you"
"But Fauvism..."
The Count muttered, daring Fauvism to push that Antoni off the front line, but I am, he replied.
In retrospect, it was an easy story. The promise I made with the Count is very simple. I only gave Antoni the prospect of a possible future as a job. I thought Fauvism was possible enough, that's why I suggested Fauvism. That's all.
"Meena"
"What is it?
"Why are you in such a consultancy business, was it?
"Yes."
"Here's the answer.... I have a dream I want to fulfill, too."
What, why, for what, remains ambiguous. I also answer vaguely whose dream it is.
"Really?" Meena muttered, just nodding quietly at my answer.
When I realized, the three of them behind me were looking at me, too.
It solidifies with a look like you saw something unusual. Ili looked straight at me to hear the rest of the words, Nell lay her eyes down painfully, and Yufi was staring back at me like she'd woken up all the time.
Talk to you later.
In the end, Salon de Oasis said he had succeeded and was able to present the world with enough new art.
The Count, who invited me to dinner again, praised me, "Fauvism or wasn't it wonderful"?
"But I didn't know you were the same."
"What is the same, Count Albert?"
It's business.
Earl laughing at it.
"We don't have to let the world bury such great talents.... but you asked Antoni for the harshest. You let Antoni paint a Fauvism that must be complicated. Even though Fauvism wanted to see it, it's a lot of work."
"Oh, is that it?...... I also feel like I wanted to see it. Because I had an admiration for art, too. … but"
I answered quietly.
"I wanted Antoni to at least feel the beauty of drawing like that. If you can't shape, color. I thought he needed beauty, so I led him to draw Fauvism."
"I see? Is that an excuse (...)"
Excuses, maybe the Count who asks me that was just a little out of my mind.
I confess, I wanted to see Antoni's painting, too.
Unlike previous examples such as Chitta, this career consulting did not have the strong will of the target person to "return to the art world". I just used my sexuality that I couldn't help drawing.
So I didn't propose a future design to Antoni's will.
I just wanted to dream about Antoni coming true. It wasn't a dream for Antoni, I wanted to see all the artists fulfill their enviable dreams.
"Mr. Toshiki."
When the salon de oasis was over, Beliessa and Antoni also invited me to dinner. I thought I was going to eat in a restaurant or something, but "it's a little hard to combine with the nobles, the average man and the slaves," and ended up eating a sandwich in the oily atelier of Count Albert's residence.
"I'm sorry, I wanted to talk to you and I had to take you out."
"No, it was convenient because I had something to tell you too"
"Really?
"Congratulations on the Excellence Award"
Results. The cooperation between Beliessa and Antoni, "The Picture of an Angel", is an award for excellence. Antoni's "Painting of Fire" became the best award.
It was the result of what I knew, but one of Antoni's wins. Naturally, the range of colors has widened to make topics and performances.
Beliessa's work on it was truly amazing.
"Hate it?"
"No way.... I was jealous"
"Yeah? Surprise."
Beriessa stood aside and laughed, but immediately she had a shadowy grin somewhere.
"I'm glad you're jealous. I'm so glad you're jealous, Toshiki."
"... I see"
"I'm gonna cry."
Suddenly Beliessa slipped on my shoulder when I said it, and I was surprised by it. But I can't force it to pull off, so I just have to consolidate it.
Look at Antoni, but Antoni didn't understand the situation. Speaking of which, you don't know the shape, so you couldn't possibly have known that I was being held hostage by Beliessa.
He smiled and said, "Oh, I didn't know the lady would be happy," he said in conversation.
I was jealous of you, Toshiki.
"Really?
"You know, Toshiki, I was afraid you'd decide Antoni's future."
pompous and Beriessa said.
"I thought you could force Antoni to do Fauvism. Honestly, I'm disappointed."
"... Yes"
"I know so much about art. You say you trample on people's feelings so much. Antoni didn't want to draw Fauvism, but he thought it was as bad as my dad's to demand that he take what he wanted to draw, but draw."
……
"Yet, Antoni, I was so alive that I was stunned. Fauvism, I like you, 'cause I knew right away.... I thought Antoni, who I know, had been taken."
"... is it Master Left"
"But I knew. Antoni always wanted to draw angels. No, you don't have to be an angel, but he wants to paint something beautiful.... That's why I wanted to draw with you."
……
"That's why I could draw a piece like that. It was so beautiful. I'm already painting my own work. I didn't do it."
"... Yes"
"Jealous... glad to hear that"
She shrugged small, "I'll never forgive you for finding Antoni's talent better than I do, and that's the painting that Antoni hates, even if I get married".
Why is it a premise to get married, and it wasn't the air to go in.
"Lady."
So I said to Antoni, who speaks to me to interrupt the story, "Antoni?" and Beriessa asks what's wrong.
Antoni told me to make one mistake right.
"This jizzy one has disappeared. I want to draw something beautiful. That's a little confusing."
"Antoni"
"Allow me to confess one thing to this jizzy.... you noticed. The joy of expression and the joy of exploring beauty is something else."
Beliessa's eyes shake.
"This jizzy has no choice but to express itself. But this jizzy can't help but be fascinated by beautiful objects at the same time. … so it's Fauvism."
"... why?
"Until now, I thought it was beautiful to be refined. No matter how detailed you look at it, it's an elaborate beauty that draws you in. But just a little bit, I thought there was something beautiful about just color."
"Antoni......"
"I think you'll like it a little bit."
And Antoni smiled softly and took my hand.
He kept turning to me, trying to thank me. The expression was very calm and there was no way he was hiding anything but gratitude.
"Dear Toshiki.... well (...) likely to give up (...) Bye. Thanks to you for everything. I'll never forget this jizzy thing."
"... haven't you given up?"
"Maybe not, maybe not"
The power of the handshake becomes stronger.
"There's something I need to give up. Bye. It's terribly hard. But you noticed. I thought I had the pleasure of expressing myself. I didn't know there was any beauty yet. I can't help but say goodbye to one or so of them."
……
…… My life. "
……
I soon realized that Antoni's life, the word, was such an elaborate painting that I loved him.
"Really good, it's life"
"Mr. Antoni"
"Really, really good... life is fucked"
I saw Antoni squeaking to feel it closed his eyes. I guess in his eyes he is now reminded of a painting of a past that will no longer be fulfilled to see.
A long handshake is finally over.
"… Career Plan, and Received"
"Excuse me, this was the best I could do"
I continued, "That's your career plan."
"Delighted," Antoni replied with deep colored eyes.