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"Mashiro's parents and elders are all well-known painters, and she has an unparalleled talent for painting. Since she was a child, she has always won first place in any painting competition she was allowed to participate in."
"So you're an artist." Natsume nodded in admiration. "But why did you want to come to Tokyo to draw comics?"
Has the island nation's comics become so popular now? Even young artists with great potential have to learn how to draw comics from scratch.
The atmosphere had been brewing for so long, and the words portrayed Mashiro as a beautiful painter who was obsessed with art. Hearing this, Nanami Aoyama could only sigh.
Who would have thought that after arriving in Tokyo, she would fall in love with comics and even stop doing her regular work to concentrate on studying this area.
No, it seems like she had no business coming to Tokyo.
Apart from attending classes, I spend the whole day staying at Sakurasou like a stay-at-home girl!
"So she's just a girl with a genius talent for painting. Why use so many prefixes?" Natsume concluded.
"She wants to be an artist in the future." Nanami Aoyama put up a final and stubborn resistance.
"Mr. Aoyama, the title of artist is not valuable, and what does her becoming an artist have to do with us? I just want her to help me draw comics."
Now she was completely speechless. Although she studied at the affiliated high school of Suimei University of Arts, Nanami Aoyama was not very interested in traditional music and art.
And Mashiro probably isn't interested in those prefixes, she's just painting according to her heart.
"See, I was right." Natsume clapped his hands happily, "So Aoyama-san, what conditions do you want? I will try my best to satisfy you while ensuring the quality."
He didn't think that two girls who were happy enough to have money to buy a cake could make such outrageous requests.
Thinking of this, a strange equation popped up in Natsume's mind.
High school students = cheap labor!
As long as we can find enough skilled high school students and unite them, we can achieve things that cost a lot of money, such as making games...
As for whether he could find a suitable candidate among high school students, Natsume was not worried at all. After all, this was an island country, and it was most famous for all kinds of cheating high school students.
Even finding a few gods should be a normal event.
But he is not a capitalist and has no interest in doing such troublesome things. This thought stayed in Natsume's mind for a few seconds and was quickly thrown into the garbage dump of memory.
"You can talk to Mashiro about the money. I was pulled here because of another condition." Nanami Aoyama perked up.
"please say."
Seeing that the painter's problem was about to be solved, Natsume behaved extra politely.
"She doesn't want to draw something without substance, so before she actually starts working, she hopes you can let Mashiro see the work you want to write. Only after she feels interested can Mashiro devote her heart to the creation."
"That doesn't make sense." Natsume frowned.
"Maybe this is the persistence of an artistic family. Although she looks silly all day long, she is still very principled in this regard." Nanami Aoyama said.
Asking for the manuscript before the work was even sent out, if she didn't know Mashiro very well, she would probably doubt his motives.
Natsume did have concerns in this regard, but on second thought, giving only an introduction should not affect the subsequent development.
Can the other party still develop along his plot line?
"Aoyama-san, I agree."
Chapter 46: Senior, don’t do this!
A few days before the exam, it started to drizzle. After two days of continuous rain, the sky cleared up again.
After being washed by rain, the campus is as bright as an oil painting. The summer heat has rarely disappeared, and the green plants on both sides of the road have become full of vitality.
Natsume Rin rushed into the campus with the breakfast he bought on the road in his mouth. The discipline committee member who was about to finish work was about to say something to him, but could only see his back.
"Why are you running so fast?"
I slept a little late last night because I was revising my essay, and as a result I was almost late today.
It seems that you should not divide your energy into other things before the exam.
Natsume Rin lay on the table, calming her heartbeat after running just now. On the podium, the teacher was repeating the key points of the exam.
The sky was especially blue after the rain. Natsume raised his hand and observed the shape of the white clouds through the gaps. His mood also became cheerful.
So he found an opportunity during his lunch break and went to the overhead corridor with his lunch box.
Silently reciting the knowledge points to be reviewed in his mind, Natsume Rin sat on the steps and ate his meal in big mouthfuls, occasionally looking up to observe the shape of the clouds.
The thirst for knowledge was soon dampened by the lunch box in hand.
"How many talent points did Shiina-san put in cooking? Even the bento is so delicious."
Speaking of cooking talent, he thought of Yukinoshita Yukino.
She also seems to have good skills with desserts.
'The main thing is that she is a smart person. If she wants to learn cooking, she should be able to reach a good level soon.'
'Then why can't you do it yourself?'
This is a beautiful misunderstanding.
'But Yang No is definitely not good enough, she doesn't have much time to waste on housework.'
"Xiaoxue should thank her. It's because of Yang No that Yukino is what she is now."
Hey, the relationship between this pair of sisters is really complicated. If conditions permit, he would not want to get involved.
"Well."
The voice was very soft, but the distance was very close. Natsume, who was so distracted that he had no time to review, woke up and looked at the graceful girl behind him.
She just stood there, holding the exquisite lunch box in her hand, with an undisguised look of tiredness on her face.
Natsume Rin has memorized all the people in the academy, and even without going through the trouble, he would have recognized who was behind him.
Kasumigaoka Utaha, whose temperament is no different from that of an ordinary person, is not shy at all. She faces Natsume's gaze with a charming smile on her face.
On the contrary, Natsume was guilty and felt justified when he made an appointment with his senior schoolmate through the Internet. But when they actually met, he remembered that his motives were not pure.
But he didn't lose the battle, he smiled and said, "Good afternoon, senior sister."
Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't say anything. Just when Natsume thought things were going to go wrong, she walked up to him and pointed at the steps: "Make room for me."
"oh oh."
Realizing that he seemed to have taken away the other person's eating space, Natsume moved a few steps towards the corner.
Kasumigaoka Utaha tucked her long hair that fell on her chest behind her ears and sat down: "Why did you think of coming here, junior?"
“It feels like the weather is nice and it’s boring to stay in the classroom.”
"But this is my territory."
Natsume Rin felt that this woman, from her words to her aura, exuded a strange aura.
As expected, Kasumigaoka-senpai is a weird person.
It's not as simple as an indifferent beauty.
"Then I'll leave?" Natsume raised his hand and made a gesture to leave.
"I'm not that overbearing." The senior student said calmly, opening her beautifully packaged lunch box. "After all, I'm just a student. I don't have the right to decide other students' behavior."
Natsume Rin's heart moved, thinking, is this the kind of topic that can be used to start a conversation?
Kasumigaoka Utaha nonchalantly picked up the most conspicuous prawn in the lunch box and put it into Natsume's box: "I prepared the wrong food today. I don't really like seafood."
……
The premonition of danger became stronger and stronger.
"Senior?"
"It's wrong to waste food, just consider it a favor."
Natsume Rin looked down at the red prawns, muttering to herself "no loss, no loss", then closed her eyes and put them in her mouth, as if she was being tortured.
Seeing him like this, Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled softly. The usually cold beauty looked very gentle at this moment.
"How does it taste?" she said.
"great."
Natsume could guarantee that this was the absolute truth and it was definitely not nonsense he said just because his senior was right in front of him.
"That's good."
Kasumigaoka Utaha nodded in satisfaction and lowered her head to eat lunch. Even though Natsume, who had arrived earlier, had almost finished eating, she was too embarrassed to leave directly.
"I don't even know my junior at all, so why would he suddenly ask me to go to the amusement park? Does he have some bad intentions?"
"Then why would Senior agree to that?"
"According to etiquette, you should answer my question first."
Kasumigaoka Utaha wiped her mouth with a tissue and said bluntly.
Natsume Rin, who is known as a master of love and an expert in picking up girls, was frantically looking for excuses in her mind, her eyes constantly moving on the smooth stockings of her senior.
"Could it be?" Noticing his gaze, Kasumigaoka Utaha stroked her smooth thighs with a smile, "Junior brother, are you trying to woo me?"
"Haha." Natsume Rin laughed awkwardly, but she absolutely could not admit this excuse.
"Actually, I just want to ask senior for some learning techniques."
"Pfft." Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't help but burst into laughter, her full breasts shaking. "Natsume-kun, even if you want to find an excuse, you have to follow the basic rules. How can you ask for advice in an amusement park?"
Oh, a woman with big breasts and no brains, as long as she has knowledge in her heart, she can learn anything.
"And the key to my study is to get enough sleep during class. What do you think, junior?"
"I actually wanted to do that, but the teacher woke me up."
The two looked at each other, their eyes flashing with the joy of meeting a worthy opponent.
The pleasure I usually get from showing off my grades to my classmates is not even one tenth of this.
While they were still racking their brains to figure out how to suppress each other, someone approached from behind, "You two, don't you know that eating is prohibited in the floating corridor?"
The discipline committee member wearing an armband warned them majestically, but after seeing the senior student, a look of disgust appeared on his pretty face.
"Kasumigaoka-senpai, why are you here again!"