The picturesque rice cakes are delicious today

Ahead of me, the woman is sitting in a chair and getting something watery to drink.... Has that guy gotten sick too?

You look a little tired, and you look a little loose in the way you sit down without a heart. But that's also amazing where it gets painted again. I wonder, do you think it looks like you've decided to be a little careless? Can't you take your eyes off the way you scratch up your slightly disturbed hair?

The woman looks brighter and more special than anyone else.

... That's how Faye followed me, watching the woman the whole time.

"... something. Hey, you think I'm going to go talk to him directly, don't you? You."

"Yeah."

I'm sorry about the boulder. If this was a slave shop, I'd buy it without hesitation and go home and draw it carefully... she's not a model. That's not who I work for, so I felt like asking you to be a model was out of line. So just let me show you something so you don't get annoyed.

"Are you happy with that?"

"Yeah......"

Of course, I'd like to take a closer look at it and draw it if I could, because I wouldn't say an hour, even 10 minutes, so I'd like to take a closer look and draw it.

... but I know I shouldn't say that on this occasion.

This is a social arena, a battlefield for Faye. You shouldn't be swinging Faye at my mercy. Not if Faye wields me.

"Oh well. Well, that's quick talk!

... but Faye said so and emptied the glass of drinks all at once. Seeing that, I panic, too, and drink up the drink I got. The drink was kind of thick, sweet and sour, slightly bitter, and somehow, it tasted like an adult.... I have a sense that this is a childish feeling.

"All right, Togo. Ready!?

"Huh? Oh, uh, wait"

I get up and walk out after Faye. [M] That's how Faye moved on. It was the woman who was there earlier.

"Excuse me, that way. You got a minute?

Faye, yes, spoke to the woman.

Then the woman looks up and looks at Faye wonderfully.

"What could it be?

And the way you tilt your little neck. Again, nice. The sketchbook is going to fill a whole book with just the hair that flows saggily as the neck moves.

"No, he's a very pretty man, so I wanted to speak to him.... If you don't mind, may I talk to you for a moment?

Faye was smart, and I thought, well, a woman looked at me.

... those green eyes won't let me go again. That's what it feels like to be pompous in the back of your head. Makes me want to draw more.

"Yeah, if it's just a little"

And the woman smiled, just a little bit on the couch, and corrected her posture.

"... because. Good for you, Togo!

And Faye follows me and laughs. Look at that. Also, although the woman looked a little strange......

Yeah. It's time for me to talk.

'Cause I'm the one who wants to talk to this guy. If Faye took care of you forever, that, man, would be obsolete.

"Um, can I draw you?

All right, I could tell you.

"... Draw? Huh?"

When I asked, the woman looked like she had eaten. Then a woman who was too neat and only looked like a work of art becomes visible to one human being. Yeah, that look is great, too.

"... Togo, you, for a long time, are going to let the process go away..."

"Thought I should conclude."

Faye scared me a little, but I should tell you exactly how I feel. Yeah.

"Uh, I, I'm Kiryu Above. I'm a painter who takes care of the Redgard family."

Introduce yourself first.... Here's the benefit of being a hugging painter for the Redgard family as soon as possible.

"I'm a painter in a hobby," rather than "I'm a painter in a noble house looking after you," I can trust you. I knew I was glad to be a hugging painter!

"You were a painter. Though you look much younger..."

"Oh, age is age, but your arms are sure. He's a good painter."

A little strange, then Faye followed me to the woman who looked at me like she was a little interested. Thanks. I'm glad they told me, even if I missed the follow up.

"So, I saw you getting drinks at the venue earlier, and I thought you were, like, really beautiful."

"Oh, thank you."

He's so beautiful, I'm sure he's used to being praised. The woman said so with a grin that creaked in the way she was used to.

"I can't get you out of my mind just now. You're the only one who looks special and your heart is so loud now that your eyes are turned."

I'm sure they'll be used to it, so forgive me for being naive about the way I choose words... let me speak my mind honestly.

"I, you alone can fill up any number of sketchbooks. I can look all day in the woods to find the right paint to paint your eyes.... You may be arrogant to want to draw it even though you are something of a work of art yourself. But I really wanted to draw you..."

I told her, staring into Cui's eyes and thinking it was all I had left in the world.

"... I think I fell in love with you at first sight."

The woman blinks her eyes several times. Then I just exhaled a little trembling breath...... then, as I recall, I started laughing dull.

"That's... a very enthusiastic confession. I've never seen anyone like you before."

Chuckling and laughing, my cheeks are just a little red. Wow, this look is nice too......

The woman laughed for a little while and then... gently held my hand.

"But I'm sorry. There's nothing I can say about my existence."

Is that... uh?

"I'm sorry about that. Could you have been someone's wife?

"Heh heh, did I look like a wife"

"You don't look that old. But, well, if you're as attractive as you are, I don't know if it's weird to have someone else around."

Listen to the conversation between Faye and the woman, I'm just, like, stuck on my head.

Uh, this woman can't be a model without someone's permission, so, it's not like she's someone's wife...?

"... Could it have been someone's exclusive model?

If so, no good. When I asked, the woman laughed by the time she rolled the bell.

"Heh, I'm not! You're the first person who's ever said you want to draw me! I am..."

And after a lot of laughter, the woman... looked at the door.

It was just one man who opened the door and came in.

"Me, Claire Scheele.... the daughter of the Shale family."

The man who came in through the door looked at us and Mr. Crore and made a small meeting.

"I'll introduce you. This is Trifen Scheele. He's a civilian working for the royal castle, and he's my adoptive father."

Ugh.... I mean, not the real father and daughter, I guess that means. Yeah. Convincing. 'Cause Mr. Trifen Scheele and Mr. Crore don't look too alike.

"Hi. It's Shale. I work as a civilian and am responsible for the management of rituals and rituals"

Civilian Mr Scheele said so and shook Faye's hand with me. I smiled lovingly, then turned to Mr. Crore.

"I'm surprised to hear you're feeling worse. Are you all right?

"Yes, Father. It's so much better now."

Speaking of which, Mr. Crore looked tired until just now... is he going to be okay? He may not be resting much because of us talking to him.

"I was talking to this guy, and he blew my tiredness."

... but it's something Mr. Crore laughs at when he looks at me, so yeah, I don't know... he's a really nice guy, I can only think.

"The journey. Thank you very much for that. By the way, may I ask your name...?

"I'm Faye Brad Redgard. So this is our painter, Togo Wesola."

Faye introduces me, and I bow my head. Then Mr. Scheele, a civil servant, dazzled and dazzled.

"Hmm. When it comes to the Redgard family, we hear stories from all over the place. Apparently, you summoned the Red Dragon or something?

"Ha, no, I didn't summon you. Just occasionally, I felt like I was with the Red Dragon I met."

Faye looked a little troubled while saying so. Yeah. Because you wouldn't want to talk too much about the Red Dragon.

... I still can't be ill here, so I thought I'd at least change the subject, then.

"Father. This Togo Wesola wants to paint my picture."

Mr. Crore cut me out like that.

"Um, Mr. Trifen Scheele. Let me paint your daughter."

I'm in a hurry, too, please.

I guess what Mr. Crore said about "I can't make up my mind" is that you can't do it without the permission of my adoptive father, Mr. Scheele.

Even if not, well, if you're a father, I think you should do me a favor.

"Hmm. Do you have a painting of Crore?

"Yes, definitely."

When I say that, Mr. Scheele looks seriously at me...

"Father. From me, too, please. If this person is enthusiastic, it's amazing. If there's anything I can do, I want you to do it."

"Um, well. If that's what you mean, I get it."

With Mr. Crore's support, Mr. Scheele nodded at me.

"I definitely want you to draw a crore. That's what she wants, too."

Yay!

I can draw! I can draw beautiful people, like this, living artwork, that's going to come out into the mythical world!

So glad. So glad! I want to dream!

"Thank you!

Thankfully, Mr. Scheele smiled with a smile and a loving smile...... said.

"But yeah...... if you can draw one at my request, I'll lend you a crore for about February, how about that?

...... eh.

When I receive the request, I can borrow Mr. Crore for 2 months.

… 2 months.

"Can you draw all you want in the meantime!?

"Ha ha. Interesting. Yeah. Draw whatever you want."

thats...... glad to hear that!

Draw all you want for 2 months! You can paint people like this artwork all you want for 2 months! Wow! Can that happen!?

... No. But don't be happy. Don't float.

I haven't heard about the "request" yet.

... It's a very appealing offer, but if the request for consideration is "Get the Red Dragon Out" or something, I have to turn down this story.

"So... what do you mean by that request?

Please, please. I hope it's not about the Red Dragon.

I feel like I'm praying, and I hear that...

"Yep. One naked woman painting"

That's what they said.

"Can I think for a second"

Wow, I'm in trouble.