Ten Sabers Together Can't Save You

He agreed to go out for an outing, mostly to accompany Xiao Mo.But part of the reason is thinking of sketching in the suburbs.

Or I also have the heart to draw all of this - no matter what.After weaving the wreath, Joan of Arc came over happily, and Joan of Arc, who presented the treasure to Guinevere, saw this.

"Are you painting again, Will?" the white one said with a smile as he placed the wreath on Guinevere's head.

"Oh, yes."

"I'll take a look, I'll take a look~"

"Well, this is a good drawing. Don't mess up the order."

"Hmm~"

So the white one took it happily and looked through it bit by bit.

picture, sketch.This one is a painting of Xiao Mo and the black pair.There are several similar paintings, cut from different angles, movements, and postures.It looks like a series of stories.

"It's just a draft. I plan to paint from memory and impressions when I get home," Guinevell said.Of course, the white one didn't understand either, it just had a normal feeling of "Will is so amazing~".

What makes the white one unhappy is that the protagonists of this group of paintings are Xiao Mo and the black one.My Hiratsuka sister also came up.But as a supporting role, behind the background.

"Hmm..." The white one was a little upset, and decided to ask Guinevere to draw it for itself after reading it—of course, Miss Hiratsuka, who was idling by the side, was leaning against the tree trunk and doing something lazy. I thought so too.

But then...

"Eh?"

Flipped to the back, the white one is just a little surprised.

Draw, or sketch.But the two people in the competition became adults.She is a tall and beautiful girl.One has a very good figure, and the other is a tomboy like a washboard.The former is wearing armor and a black gold headdress, holding a battle flag in one hand, and pressing the other hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

The latter just wore a tube top and shorts.A beautiful belly with a waistcoat line, and slender legs are exposed.Point your sword at each other.

The location of the two people is not a forest glade in the outskirts, but a high mountain, the sky is covered with dark clouds, and there is still lightning.Like a tomboy, the one who wore little looked at each other with interest.The beautiful black girl with a good figure is also very excited, but her smile is inexplicable, with a hint of evil...

"This is... sister, and Xiao Mo?"

The white one was only a little surprised.Because of the high degree of recognition, she saw two people at a glance.

Of course, it's not the two lolis who are still fighting now, but in the future, after a few years, both of them will grow up and become great beauties.

"Hey..." After recognizing it, the white one was a little confused: "Why can you draw this?

"This can be regarded as imagination." Guinevell said, "I don't know how I got the inspiration..."

"Can you draw without a model?"

"Yes, it's okay without a model." Guinevell nodded: "After all, I already have enough understanding of the human body."

"Will is really amazing." The white one looked at him with sparkling eyes, and said, "Draw some for me too, Will."

"Well, yes, it's time to draw you and Hiratsuka-san next." Guinevell nodded and said.

"Hmm, you need to draw me more beautifully, Will."

"understood."

"--Hey!"

At this time, Xiao Mo and the black Joan who were playing beside him seemed to be tired of fighting games.So he waved to Guinevell: "We are going to adventure on the hill over there, do you want to come together?"

"You go! Don't run too far!" Guinevere replied.

"Well, I got it!" I don't know if I have listened to Guinevere's words, the two lolis ran away and left.After a while, after drawing two pictures of the white Joan of Arc sitting among the flowers and smiling sweetly, and the warm picture of the white one putting a wreath on Miss Hiratsuka, Guinevere Feel a little dissatisfied.

"What's the matter, Will?" Miss Hiratsuka was a little curious.Then he looked at Zhengtai opposite, and looked up and down at himself with scrutiny.

Those eyes were very penetrating, as if he could see through his whole body, even the most hidden places.

"--Alas!"

Hiratsuka-san subconsciously hugged her chest with both hands.Looking at Guinevere warily.

"Ugh……"

"——Why are you sighing?!" Hiratsuka-san suddenly felt extremely upset.

So Gurneywell began to explain: "How should I put it. If you are a beauty, Hiratsuka-san, you are indeed a beauty. Whether it is figure, waist curve, buttocks curve, breasts, legs, pink neck and appearance, Hiratsuka-san is the same. Top notch."

"You, even if you say that, I won't be happy." Hiratsuka-san covered her face and replied.

"Hey..." The white Joan next to her squinted at Miss Hiratsuka.That way seems to say: "I won't be happy if I say anything, isn't this trying not to laugh?"

"However, I always feel that something is wrong." Guinevell continued.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Miss Hiratsuka asked strangely.

"What's wrong...um...that's right." Guinevell nodded: "Some time ago, sister Hiratsuka painted a lot of pictures for me as a model. So I'm a little bit tired of aesthetics."

"Aesthetic fatigue..."

"So, if I want to draw better, I need some more eye-catching and exciting pictures to stimulate my desire to create! Just like seeing Hei Zhen and Xiao Mo practicing against each other just now, that kind of Freshness!"

"You bastard, there are so many things to do." Hiratsuka-san looked very distressed——

If it's someone else, forget it.But not Guinevere.

This child is her favorite junior, the kind she usually played with from childhood to adulthood.Just like his own brother...even closer.