Fool's Love

My relationship with Masumi has become a lot closer without realizing it.

I heard cicadas faintly, which dragged me back to the ground from the empty state.When I look out the window, the sky above is bright and sunny, racing into summer.

Morita sitting at the table in front of me was chatting with people. Seeing his energetic expression, he seemed to have obtained new gossip. He always had an amazing enthusiasm for gossip.

Like a veteran who has acted in stage plays for many years, Morita always moves a lot.For example, right now, he is sitting on a chair, shaking his body back and forth, making the chair oscillate back and forth like an inverted pendulum.

"really?"

Suddenly, the decibels of Morita's voice increased several times, and at the same time, he pressed the lower part of his chest against the edge of the desk, straightened his upper body to bring his face closer to the speaker.

I involuntarily glanced at him, and focused on trying to hear the content of the conversation between the two.

Once the voice is emotional, Morita's words will be full of strong Kansai accent.

His teeth are ugly, with a small amount of yellow stain from years of drinking Coke.

When he gets aroused, facial flaws show.Morita himself is aware of this problem. The current situation is obviously that he has heard too shocking news, which directly penetrates this person's usual reserve.

"Wow, can you be less reactive?"

Morita's overreaction obviously aroused the dissatisfaction of the informant - Watanabe Heita standing by the table immediately showed displeasure.I am not very familiar with him, and the number of exchanges will not exceed one hand.

"I'm sorry." Morita added an apology, and then immediately asked in a low voice: "But is that true? Sasaki? That Sasaki?"

Megumi Sasaki's face, which I had seen in the manga research department, came to my mind.As for people with the surname Sasaki, I do know a few people, but I can't say that there is any intersection. The only person I am relatively familiar with is my classmate.

Regardless of who Sasaki they are talking about, what happened to him or her?

My curiosity also gradually surfaced, driving me to pay attention to their conversations.

But things backfired, and Watanabe replied, "Of course!" Morita immediately let out a "wow" sound that he didn't know whether it was coping or sincere, and both of them laughed.

The chat has entered the stage of ordinary life topics, full of unnutritious conversations such as "Do you like yakisoba bread or udon buns".

My doubts were truncated in the middle, and I was inevitably a little frustrated.But if I ask Morita, that's even more impossible.

This is tantamount to surrendering to Morita and saying that I overheard your conversation - I'm not that stupid!

The afternoon was very rough.Sleepiness is menacing soldiers, knocking me down countless times.

In fact, I was not listening to the class seriously, but focused on drawing fanbooks.These days, I draw the original manuscripts day and night, compressing the study and break time. I have roughly completed [-] pieces, but there is still a long way to go——

It has a total of 73 pages in essence, and it is not ruled out that more color pictures will be added in the future.

The name of the manga was thought of by Mikai and I. It is called "S?D?R", abbreviated from Student Disciplinary Regulations, that is, student discipline regulations. At the same time, the three main characters in the manga are surnamed Sato, Damen and Ryugu. The letters just line up.

Club activities after school have become what I look forward to the most.My relationship with Masumi has become a lot closer without knowing it, and I usually talk about topics other than painting.

Masumi sent me his paintings as usual, and sometimes took pictures of things around the paintings.

Like his desk, or a corner of extracurricular books.Most of the time it was pure literature, but there were also science-related books-it was all stuff that I couldn't read, and felt sleepy.

After the bell rang for the end of the last class, I put away the things on the table and hurried to the activity room.

The Manga Research Department invited Li Zhong, an art teacher from the school, to explain painting knowledge. This is the last day.

She mainly introduces the common sense of sketching in painting, and assigns interesting and difficult homework at the art level, such as arranging lines and drawing squares.

In the last special lecture, she suggested that groups should draw portraits of each other.It is not limited to sketches or sketches, any style is fine.

Immediately and naturally, I extended an invitation to Masumi, who accepted.So far it's all within my expectations.

We moved two stools and sat facing each other. At this time, I noticed that his eyes were unconsciously looking away, as if he was concerned about something.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

"It seems that someone has placed an order. Is that Sasaki-san who is in your class?"

--indeed so.The number of members of the manga research department happens to be an odd number, so if there are two people in a group, there must be one left.

Sasaki is usually introverted and rarely speaks.I was one of the people in this club who would occasionally exchange a few words with her, and now I rushed to Masumi immediately, and Sasaki was naturally alone.

She looked a little embarrassed.At this moment, I should have invited her, but what would Masumi think?

The relationship between him and Sasaki is not even as good as mine.Does Masumi feel uncomfortable?

"Would you like to invite her?"

To my surprise, it was Masumi who asked for my opinion first, which relieved my worries.

I said "OK", and Masumi walked towards Sasaki immediately.Having been invited by an unexpected person, she showed a somewhat astonished expression, but she quickly accepted, moved her own chair and added it between Masumi and me, forming a triangle.

"What should I do now? Who should I draw better than Dao?" I frowned.

"I want to draw Yamagishi." Masumi answered.

Hearing this, I nodded slightly, and turned to Sasaki Megumi to ask for her opinion.

"What's Sasaki thinking? I'll draw you, and you draw Masumi. How about that?"

Sasaki barely took the time to think. "Ah, yes. Just do it," she replied immediately.

Her voice was a little cramped, and her dark sister's head shook as she nodded.

"Do you need to move?" While saying this, Masumi tried to make some moves that appeared in oil paintings in the past, which looked funny.

"No need. Or should you ask the person who made your portrait? Sasaki, what do you think?"

"Huh? Me? That's fine, as long as Masumi-san feels comfortable sitting."

While they were talking, I pulled a bottle of soda out of my school bag.Unscrewing the bottle cap, a puff of air overflowed from the opening slit, making a "chi" sound.

I raised my head and took two sips, a stream of love slipped down my throat, cutting off most of the dryness and heat in my head.

I start drawing.When Sasaki and Masumi saw me start work, they naturally assumed the posture of drawing a sketch.

The tap-tap of the pencil tip on the wooden board gradually increased, reminding me of a lively tap dance room.

——The activity room should be air-conditioned.While holding a pencil and drawing on the paper, this idea suddenly appeared in my mind.

I'm too hot, I don't know if it's because of the hot weather or the tension of being stared at by Masumi is too strong, which makes me feel like a pain in the back.

What am I like in Masumi's writing?Although I am well aware of this person's painting skills, being copied as a model is another matter.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't look good, it's this kind of unknown that makes people itch.But I can't pay too much attention to Masumi now, because I have my own model——

I looked at Megumi Sasaki who was sitting in front of me and left me a sideways.I held the pencil upright in mid-air, squinted one eye to see the proportions, and typed quickly.

At this time, I wish people were born with four eyes and two brains, so that I can devote half of my energy to Masumi!But I can't.