The picturesque rice cakes are delicious today

"... this isn't your painting, is it?

Faye asked me that and I nodded. [M]

Yeah, this isn't my painting.

"... I see. Well, I thought so."

Fei sighed deeply, looked at the painting again... and looked back at the museum person and said.

"... who did this painting? Whoever lied to my painter's name!

... Faye is angry. Wow.

Seeing Faye angry, the museum man answered in awe.

"I hear you're a Brompa painter....."

Right. So the person who painted this picture is the three of us. Sure, I heard you're a painter at the Brompa house.

"Let me see him. Where are you?

"Yeah, yeah. If it's Corgo Uesora....."

As soon as the museum guy tried to say that... Fay blocked it.

"This is Corgo Uesora. Don't call me a fake."

... it looks like Faye's scarlet eyes are on fire. Very scary, but very cool. I want to draw.

"Don't make a mistake. This is what we have.... and what's that fake?

As Faye glanced at the museum man with his burning scarlet eyes, the museum man trembled and then pointed out.

"Well, then, I'm always drawing in the park behind the museum... so I thought you might be there today. Ah, but at this hour, you may already be leaving....."

"Okay. Thank you."

Fai said so and walked out of the way.

"... I'm tired of getting angry."

And after a few steps out, Faye said so, and became a smiling face.

"Good work. Thank you for being angry with me."

"Oops... well, let's get angry in that place, you can't push it back when you're pushed back."

You made me angry. [M] I'm sorry, but I'm a little happy.... no, I'm sorry to feel so happy again.

"Well... for now, let's find the three of corn."

"Yeah."

Just now, I started walking in the park behind the museum, along with Fay, who went back to normal.

"... if I see Corn # 3, I have to get angry again... Ah, you too, Kiri! Because you're going to do it!

Uh-huh.

... I wonder if I can do it smoothly. Mm-hmm.

So, as I was walking through the little park behind the museum, they found me.

Oh, that wagon.

A beautiful carriage is parked, and the lights are on in it.... and inside, people were drawing pictures.

Face to face, Faye and I will never approach the carriage.

... the people in the carriage seem to have noticed us approaching. And...

"Are you Tougo Uesora?

When I called, the man looked at us with a strange look. [M]

"I'd like to talk to you for a minute."

The person I spoke to... she had maroon hair and indigo eyes, a girl as strong as me.

The girl I spoke to stares at us. [M]... no, I don't mean "jerk," I mean "roll."

"Ah, um..."

I'm in a bit of trouble because you won't reply. [M] When I started to wonder if I should say it again, Faye came in looking at me.

It's you, isn't it? Who's cheating on the name of our painter? "

That's what Faye says, staring at the girl.

"Let's talk. There are so many things I have to ask you. Next up is your employer."

And when Fai says so, the girl...

"Why should I talk to you guys?

So he took his gaze away from us and turned straight ahead.

Carriage, let me out.

When she says so, the man gives the signal to the horse and the carriage moves.

"Wait!

I'll stop him, but the horse won't stop. The carriages looked back at me somewhat unfortunately, but they were rushed by your people, pulling the carriage and walking...

And hihi, hihi. I can hear a voice that I'm used to hearing.

... the horses pulling the carriage stopped, surprised by Alicorn appearing in front of them.

As Laocles and Crowe stepped out of Alicorn, Alicorn came straight up to the carriages, where he snorted once.... and then the carriages looked at each other, slapped and rang, and then Alicorn rang again...

... after that, the carriages seem to have stopped moving. I sat on the spot and just shaken my tail loosely. And I'm sending an awe-inspiring look at Alicorn.... I wonder what Alicorn did. I wonder. Is Alicorn like an idol for a normal horse...?

"Hey, hey! No, what is this!

The gentleman was surprised and panicked by the horses who suddenly sat down, but the horses could not help it because they were not moving anymore. Hihi, Alicorn looks like "Oh my God" to the horses that sound in a good mood.... I wonder what I really did.

"Is this the three of you?

"Um, maybe... Where's Leann and Ange?

"I left it at the inn. It's nighttime."

Both the man and the child in the carriage are astonished. You'd be surprised by the sudden arrival of Alicorn, the sitting of horses, and more people. Mm-hmm.

"So you think we can talk about this?

Crowe smiled and peeked into the carriage, and the child inside nodded with a vigilant expression.

So we moved to the bench and table in the park.

It was getting dark around, but Laocles brought me a lamp, so I put it in the middle of the table and I talked there.... I wonder if this is a picnic or something. It's a bit unfortunate that we're going to have a discussion instead of dinner.

"Um... for the time being, did you place it in the competition under the name of Tougo Uesora?

"Yes, I did."

When I first asked, the affirmation came back quickly. The face of the other person is gloomy, or magnificent... No, I'm nervous, and I'm probably vigilant because I'm surrounded by people around me, but, nevertheless, it's a clear way of saying it...

"And you're employed by the Brompa family as Corgo Uesola?

"Yes, that's right."

Oh, I see. Mm-hmm.

... well, for now, I'm pretty sure the girl in front of me is the three of you. Well, I guess that's good for now. If I had been in the competition besides serving the Brompers, I would have been born the fourth.

"You know, Tougo Uesora is a Redgard painter. You know what it means to be in the Brompa house under that name, right? You didn't think it was bad, did you?

Fei went on to say, "Amazing," and the girl turned the boulder into a tone of tension.... but with grandeur, she laughs.

"... Mr. Brompa says I'm the corn weasel?

When I heard that, Faye looked like, "Ah." Yeah. I mean, this is going to be a duel between nobility and nobility...

Fei seemed to be thinking a little bit about how to get out, so in the meantime I decided to ask her a question.

"Why did you sell it in my name?

"That's because I'm the Brompa painter," Corgo Uesora. "There's nothing wrong with that, is there?

Oh, I see. I mean, you were hired by the Brompers first. Yeah, so I have to ask you what happened when you were hired.

"Well, then, why did you hire me in my name? And who's calling you" Tougo Uesora "? Or Mr. Brompa?

"... what?

But it seems that the question was a little bad. The girl looked surprised. Um, it's easier to understand...

"Did you name me by your will?

... then, for a moment, the girl had a frustrating expression.

"... of course. I named it by my own will."

I see.

Yeah, if that's what you mean. But... anyway, it doesn't fall into my heart, or you feel uncomfortable...

And I thought, "Well, I know, Mr. Brompa told me, and I thought you were naming me."

When I said so, the girl looked surprised again. [M] I'm sorry for all the wrinkles between my eyebrows.

"I saw your picture."

But when I continued, the girl suddenly felt nervous. [M]

With that, I'm kind of nervous, too, listening.

"... I thought you didn't have to name me. That's why I wondered why I was working in someone else's name."

"... you really think so?

"Yeah."

"Have you seen my... paintings from the Corgo Uesora competition?

"Yeah, that's right. The Stormy Forest Picture."

I mean it, I think so. That painting was wonderful.

"I felt the strength of the wind and the cold rain. I thought I'd be scared if I went into this painting. It seemed like I could hear the trees shaking."

It's true what I thought. I don't want to lie to myself. [M] So, I'm going to tell you something, and I'm going to line up the words.... if I put it into words, I can't express it well, it's annoying.

"I'm sure that painting will be selected. I haven't seen any other pictures... but they were really nice."

... the girl who saw me looked a little lonely and painful, like a mockery.

"Then you've lived in such a sweet world."

"Look, the only paintings that are truly appreciated in this country, that have been chosen at a competition, that are decorated in the royal castle or the Royal Museum of Art, are paintings by nobles or people with connections to nobles."

"Have you seen the paintings in this museum?

"Yeah."

As I nodded, she sighed and said. [M]

"Well, you know what I mean? These paintings are either decorated with nobility favorites or garbage painted by nobility."

Garbage. Garbage.... garbage, ah. Hmm, that's a painful way to put it...

"Especially, the garbage that is decorated in the middle room is really a pile of garbage. I didn't mean it. It's crazy. The naivety of the handwriting. Observation eye bluntness. It's crazy to be valued."

The girl was shaking her head and flushing her maroon hair, with an irritating expression on her face. It's like... a storm. I feel such roughness and cold. Like the picture she drew.

"What's in that room is not a painting. Namepads. A name tag called" Who drew it? "is worth it. It's an exhibition room lined with names."

But now I'm standing in front of a girl like this storm.

... I don't have any doubts about that museum painting either. I'm not convinced and I'm not convinced. I don't feel convinced.

Still... there are some paintings in that museum that I like. Until then, I don't want the storm to blow me up. I don't want to lie to my feelings. [M]

"It's true that the exhibition room was decorated only by name, but there was a great painting."

Say that to the girl in front of you. As grand as possible. I'm not sure I could do that.

"... then your eyes aren't too big either. I can't believe the painting on there....."

"I'm glad the painting of King's Landing."

I insist. I insist not to be blown away by what I think is "good."

"It seems to have been painted by a man named Aurin Hulk, but it was very powerful, dressed up, a bit of a mess, or a bit of a mess."

When I said that, she... looked like she was confused.

"... if you haven't seen it yet, you should see it. That's not garbage."

... the storm has stopped. I felt that way.

The girl slowly blinked her gaze, and then slowly, with its fierceness.

"... yes. That's what you thought."

"Yeah."

Nodding with confidence, the girl... sighed deeply and for a long time. Then I scratched my hair like irritated, and I looked up a little and thought something... and said.

"... weird guy"

"Yeah, they often say that."

When Laocles nodded with a cool face, Claire giggled and nodded, and Faye said, "That's right!" but nodded forcefully. Is that so...?

"Well... that's fine. Whatever you think, it's up to you. And no matter what I think, it's up to me."

"Yeah."

That's true. My feelings are inside of me, and it doesn't change that there is something in this child's garbage that he likes. And this kid doesn't have to like what I like. Mm-hmm.

"So... even if you sell it in your name, you won't be selected, so you put it in my name?

Asked again, she smiled a little ironic again.

"... I guess so. If I were a fake corn weasel, I might be."

Really? … Does that mean she's drawing because she still wants a rating? Well, if it was listed in my name, it wouldn't be her assessment. [M] But she wants to be elected? Hmm...

"... why do you want to be selected? To be valued by the King?

"Ha, you think I'm glad to be valued by such a jerk?

... damn it. Hmm, the sharpness of the words just now is amazing. Spa's coming. Wow.

"I don't know what other painters want to be selected for. Some of them may want to be praised by His Majesty. But I want to be selected because I want to decorate my paintings where many people see them. That's all."

Her eyes sparkled. Strong and sharp as her words, her indigo eyes looked like freshly sharpened blades.

"... I see."

I don't know everything she thinks. I don't really understand how many people want to see the painting.

But even that part was understandable... and I think it would be nice to talk to her.

I don't know... but I don't know, so I think I want to know.

"... so? You're telling me to withdraw my offer to the competition?

She looks at me like that to get back on track. [M]

"If you're going to treat me like a fake, go through with it. Ask Fai of your house Red Gard to sit down with Brompa."

... Mr. Fai. I see. Fay is "Dear".

Looking up at Fai with that in mind, Fai looked like he couldn't say anything.

"Oh... stop it, stop it. Corn. Yeah. Don't say" Dear ". You look like you're going to say" Dear ". My back is itchy."

Well, then, Faye.

... when I think about it, I'm abandoning my nobility and talking without honoring it. Hmm, this may not have been good. No, but Faye is my best friend... so forgive me. Mm-hmm.

And then... I want you to forgive me for abandoning you and for not honoring you.

"You can keep selling."

"... eh?

"In the meantime, let's think about it after the competition.... is that okay?

"Hmm? Well... yeah, in the meantime, if you don't give me the name of Tougo Uesora outside of the competition, that's fine with me. You won't say anything if the corn decides. Yeah."

Thank you. I really appreciate and love this part of Faye.

"Are you sure? So, what the hell are you doing here?"

"Um... to talk to you?

I thought about it again after I answered, but I knew it. I wanted to talk to the "Corn No. 3" in front of me.

"Nh, what are you... really weird!

Yeah, I'm a weird guy.

And I do weird things because I'm weird.

"I'll do the same thing. In your name, I will also try to paint in the competition."

When I say so, she exhales a sigh of surprise and upset, and something else, a little bright, melted. [M]

"... that's right. So let's start with the answer to the first question."

The first question... oh, 'Are you Corgo Uesora? The one who said'.

I was excited to wait for her answer... and she laughed a little and said.

"'No.' I'm not Corgo Uesora."

"My name is Lyla Razwald. It's a painting using the name of Corgo Huesora."

"Yeah. Nice to meet you, Lila."

Right, Lyla. You mean Lyla. One, I know more about her.

"Whoa, whoa. Is that okay? You, like, confessed to being a fake, right?

However, the fact that she named herself that made it seem like she had admitted that she was a fake.... as a girlfriend, right?

"Fufu. Mister Bromper might not think so. Aren't you going to claim that I was attacked and threatened by a thug? Maybe."

Oh, I see. Strong.

In other words, I'm not going to admit that it's a fake publicly, and if I'm going to do anything about it, I have to fake it to Brompa... but Lyla opened her heart a bit to me. Mm-hmm.

As I was a little happy, Lyla smiled with a strong smile. [M]

"Please prove it carefully. Even a real cornfield painting won't be valued without a name."

"I don't know. I might be running in your name."

"That would be interesting."

Lila said that and went back to the carriage. It seemed that Alicorn greeted the carriages, and the carriages were worried about their reputation, but they walked with the carriage properly.

Lila left and Fei sighed deeply.

"... I don't know, what a girl you were."

"Yeah, she was such a lovely girl...."

But as soon as I said so, Faye stared at me with a sigh of retraction.

"... is it nice?

"Yeah, she's really nice. I'm sure we'll get along. Yeah, I want to get along."

I'm happy. [M] I got to know a nice person who paints nice pictures! And maybe we'll see each other again!

What should I do? When I see you again, I'll say, "Please let me paint it." But since the painter is not a model, it would be rude...

"You're... weird!

Yeah!

Faye was laughing at the shards as if she was out of her mind, but I feel like laughing too.

'Cause today was such a lovely day!