Fool's Love

This made me feel even more guilty.

I looked at Sasaki carefully from top to bottom.She was wearing a school uniform and high-prescription glasses.

Normally, I hadn't observed this person's appearance so carefully: she was the type who would look better with a little tidying up—the truth is, Sasaki is quite slovenly.

Her hair looks black, but it is very frizzy, not docile at all, and her face is dotted with pimples.

Although the facial features are fairly delicate, it was difficult to notice this when they met for the first time.

If you ask me what I think about it, all I can say is: she is gracious to me.As a standard otaku, I have the feeling of a fellow nerd in my heart for this otaku girl who can't be more standard.

I put Masumi out of my mind as much as possible (spatially, this is the truth), and turned my attention to the nib.

I drive the pencil in my hand with 12 points of focus.Styling, roughing out the tone, then deep sculpting—that's what I do best.

I drew very fast, and I finished a simple head portrait sketch in only 10 minutes.

Of course, it's just a re-tuning of the bright side and the dark side.If you draw more carefully, it will not be finished in an hour or two.

Besides, for Sasaki Megumi, it might be better not to detail the details of the face. Her advantage is that she has a large outline and looks good.

I convinced myself with this, and consciously stop there.At this time, another unanswered question came to my mind, which was the content of the chat between Morita and Watanabe.

"Sasaki? That Sasaki?"

The sun is slightly hot, cooking the air warm.The heat that I had neglected because I focused on painting swept me again, and gradually intensified over time.

Also beating my heart violently is curiosity about Masumi's paintings.I was so impatient for this that I wanted to get up and walk behind him to look at his painting, but just in time reason pushed me back into my seat.

Followed by nearly half an hour of doing nothing.I rest my wrists on top of the wooden drawing board like a sloth.

In the uninterrupted rustling, I often looked around, and my gaze circled around the activity room, and the final landing point was often Masumi who was sitting on the side.

His face was covered by a vertical wooden plank, and the lower edge of the wooden plank was pressed against his thighs, creating stacks of fine folds like the ripples of the sea surface in the fabric of the school uniform.

Going further down, there are two legs that are neatly brought together, and a pair of black leather shoes are as shiny as new.

"It's a good drawing!"

Suddenly, a female voice came from not far from the top.A second ago, I was staring at Masumi in a daze, and I was surprisingly focused.

The sound was so sudden that I almost jumped up.When I looked up, Teacher Lizhong was standing beside me.

She is wearing high heels today, so it stands to reason that she wouldn't walk quietly, but I paid too much attention to Masumi and didn't know the surrounding environment at all—how could this be?I am ashamed and regretful.

I always pay attention to Masumi unconsciously.Why?Perhaps as I said before, I am full of curiosity about the "fashionable" sense of him, adding to the yearning for more fashionable things accumulated in the untidy and slightly dirty area of ​​Kansai all the year round. Injected into him, or not.

It is impossible to analyze the fuzzy decisions made by the human brain subconsciously, and my concern with Masumi may belong to this situation.

He attracts me, that's all.Perhaps one can rationally analyze where this attraction comes from, but it is not necessary.

"Thank you."

When I came back to my senses, I thanked Teacher Lizhong.

"Have you ever studied painting before?"

"Yes, there is an art classroom near my home, and I have studied there for several years."

"The foundation is very solid. Have you thought about engaging in a painting-related career in the future?"

"I haven't made a decision yet, maybe after I can draw better works in the future, I can think about the "future". "

"What do you think of cartoonists?"

"It's an exciting but cruel career. It's very glamorous for people who read comics, like an idol living in the spotlight, but the industry is very cruel."

As soon as the voice fell, the loud bell sounded like a sharp knife, piercing the dry and hot air.Expressed in comics, it is a large explosion-shaped dialog box sandwiched between me and the art teacher Nakazuko, and a long sound of "bell" interrupted the conversation between me and her.At the same time, it also announced the end of this special lecture.

The noise filled the entire activity room again, and the atmosphere was like after the exam.Groups of two exchange drawings, pointing out highlights and areas that could be revised.

I looked at Sasaki, she straightened the skirt of her school uniform, stood up with the other hand holding the drawing board.On this side, Masumi also got up with a mixed expression.

"I don't draw well. Do you really want to see my paintings?"

Masumi looked a little embarrassed, he asked again and again, Sasaki and I replied "it's nothing, we can improve if we draw more in the future", it was like a constant tug-of-war between gift-giving and polite people.

Finally, Masumi finally let go: "Okay! But please be careful not to overbreath when you laugh."

"Shall we open it together?"

Megumi Sasaki proposed.This sense of ritual is actually dispensable, but I still do it.

I counted "one, two, three" with them cooperatively.Immediately afterwards, the three people standing in a triangle simultaneously raised the painting towards the center.

Megumi Sasaki's works are more manga-style, and there are only subtle similarities in demeanor with the real Masumi-and that's enough.

I guess this person has read a lot of shoujo comics, such as Tamura Yumi she mentioned in the first episode.

Compared with Tamura Yumi, Sasaki's painting style is more modern, and it is a popular painting style in the past two years.

She drew Masumi's side face on the white paper without any shadows, and at the same time exaggerated his eyelashes, making it look like an inverted plant.

It has a completely different flavor from the Masumi I secretly drew before.But her painting foundation is weak, the position of her eyes is drawn in a strange way, she uses a heavy pen and is not confident, and there are pencil marks that have not been wiped clean.As for Masumi's paintings...

He blew my mind again - that's all I can say.

On the white paper stood a fluffy, slender creature with two small, petal-like ears growing on its head, and two eyes like black watermelon seeds.

Sasaki let out a "poof".

"This picture is... Yamagishi-san?"

"It's a ferret. Right? Masumi."

I answered this question one step ahead of Masumi.Masumi was stunned for a moment, then immediately responded to me after recovering: "Yes."

"Wow, how did you see that?"

"Because Masumi has drawn ferrets before—these creatures were kept in his family."

In other words, this time I didn't see it.Compared with Masumi's previous paintings, the level of abstraction in this painting has risen to a higher level——

He tried to add my features to the ferret by adding a coat and reducing its size so that it didn't look like a ferret.

Having said that, Mingming originally said to draw a portrait, but ended up drawing me as a ferret——I don't quite understand Masumi's intention in this painting.