Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 552: Is it drawn like that?

He knows it! He already knows it!
Although he had a vague premonition in his heart, after hearing Andre casually reveal the truth that he had tried hard to hide, Atifi 00 still couldn't help but shudder all over.

Looking at Prince Andrei, who was concentrating on painting in front of him without even glancing at him, Atefi00 was silent for a while, then suppressed his violently beating heart and asked as calmly as possible:
"When did you know about what happened back then?"

After hearing Atefi00's question, Prince Andre couldn't help but slightly twitch the paintbrush in his hand, and dotted a colorful stain on the hem of Atefi00's clothes in the oil painting.

"Not too early, not too late. Just after I killed my father."

After picking up the scraper beside him and scraping off the colorful stains on the hem of Atifi 00's skirt, Prince Andrei dipped his brush in paint and repainted it, saying with a somewhat lonely look:
"As you said before, my 'talent' is comparable to that of Filia, but unlike her, my talent is in art. To put it bluntly, my talent in art is nothing more than better insight and a heart that is far more sensitive than that of ordinary people.

After my father heard the reason why I hit him, his face was not angry or hateful towards me, but full of sadness and self-blame. I knew that the truth of that incident must not be what I thought. "

After repairing the mistake, Prince Andre looked at the serious and handsome middle-aged man in the center of the canvas. He couldn't help but reach out his hand and gently touched the face of King Finn in the painting. Then he lowered his eyebrows and said:
"A person who would sacrifice his daughter for power and go against the natural instinct of parents to devote themselves to their children must be extremely selfish. Such a person would only try to shirk responsibility and shift the blame to others even if he was wrong. He would not behave like that.

Unfortunately, because of what happened back then, every time I see my father these years, all I can think about is Filia’s face, crying in pain and asking how long the operation would take. I have no time to think any more.

By the time I discovered all this and understood that things were not what I thought, and that my father and mother seemed to have their own difficulties, my hands were already stained with blood, and I was no longer qualified to turn back... Aunt Atifi."

When he said this, Prince Andre suddenly raised his head, called Atefy00, and then asked in a gentle voice:
"I have already drawn your portrait. Come and see if it looks like you."

"I still won't go..."

Looking at Andre's increasingly gentle face, a certain instinct to avoid danger that had not been completely lost even after being transformed into an intelligent machine core, began to frantically warn Atifi 00 again.

Facing Prince Andre's invitation, she shook her head without hesitation:
"I've seen your level of drawing. Even without seeing it, I know it's definitely the same as mine."

"You better come and take a look."

Two gemstone scepters, one long and one short, appeared in Andre's hands at some point. After smiling at Atifi00, whose expression suddenly tensed up, Prince Andre said with a smile:
"Aunt Atifi, you don't want me to shut you down just because you took a look at my paintings, something so insignificant, right?"

"..."

Although his instincts kept warning him, facing the threat of being completely shut down, Atefy 00 gritted his teeth, walked over, stood beside Prince Andre, and looked at the worn canvas on the easel.

The painting on this canvas probably depicts a scene from a royal dinner.

In the long-abandoned garden at the rear of the palace, familiar-looking royal family members were surrounding King Finn and his wife and two adult princes, sitting on the open platform at the rear.

On the green lawn ahead, a dozen or so underage children were chasing and playing together, vying for a colorfully painted golden ball. The child leading the way looked like the young Andre.

Looking at the joyful and peaceful painting in front of him, and himself in the corner of the picture, wearing thick glasses, holding a brain model for a test, and copying something in his hands, Atifi00's heart could not help but calm down a little, and then he said with nostalgia:
"Is this the time when Finn invited his tribesmen and his friends to come to the palace for a banquet with their children on Felia's first birthday?"

"Ah."

Looking at the pink baby with emerald green eyes in the queen's arms, and then looking at the carefree running on the grass with his friends chasing the ball, Prince Andre put down his brush and scepter, and said with warmth in his eyes:

"That was the happiest day of my life. Unfortunately, it would be great if time could stop flowing and stay on that day forever... Aunt Atifi, what do you think?"

"..."

Seeing Andre's increasingly gentle expression, Atifi00 couldn't help but hold his breath subconsciously, and then nodded in agreement:

"Those were good days indeed. I miss them very much." "It's great that you think so."

After smiling at Atefi00, Prince Andre grabbed her arm, and then, in Atefi's surprised expression, he grabbed her hand and pressed it hard against the canvas, against the body of Atefi who had not yet dried.

"Aunt Atifi, I hope you are having a good time."

"?!!!"

After hearing Prince Andre's strange wish, Atefi was startled, but before she could open her mouth to ask, Atefi on the mask suddenly twisted.

As Atefi looked horrified, the colorful paints broke away from the old canvas, climbed up along her fingers, and quickly covered her entire body.

She only felt her left hand sink slightly, holding up a somewhat old brain model, and the fingertips of her right hand pinched a feather pen, while the world in front of her eyes blurred slightly, and a pair of thick bottle-bottom glasses were abruptly yet harmoniously placed on the bridge of her nose.

"Andre?!!!"

"Don't worry, Aunt Atifi, everything will be fine."

Looking at Atefj, whose entire body was covered in colorful oil paints and whose figure, clothing, and facial features were constantly approaching the one in his memory, Prince Andre could not help but nod with satisfaction, and then responded in a gentle voice:

"You go over there and wait for a while. Filia and I will be here later, and no one will be left behind."

"you you……"

"Look, the party has already started."

Pointing to the lively dinner party where people were chatting and laughing, Andre said softly:
"Aunt Atifi, father and the others have been waiting for you for many years. Don't wait any longer. They are waving at you!"

As Andre spoke, the last piece of paint covered Atefy00's terrified face completely. When she opened her eyes again, what she saw was no longer the original secret room, but the banquet that had been held many years ago and was a feast for both the host and the guests.

King Finn, who had been dead for many years, was frowning at her as she held the brain model and notebook, with ink and coffee stains on her sleeves, revealing a helpless yet doting expression.

"Atifi!"

After calling out, the King of Fein, who was sitting on the ground, waved at her and said with some complaint:

"Can't you put down your research once in a while? Even to attend Big Brother's party?"

"..."

Looking at his sister standing there in a daze, King Finn frowned in confusion.

"What's wrong? Why don't you speak?"

"I... I'm very busy! The development of the soul code has reached a critical moment. If you hadn't insisted, I wouldn't have come!"

After a delay of a few seconds, Atifi00 couldn't help but reveal the same helpless expression on his face, complaining with a headache:

"Just this once, don't call me next time!"

(End of this chapter)