Reborn In Tokyo And Picked Sayu Who Escaped From Home
What to Draw

"If you don't like it, it's okay to stop~"

The braided girl said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, no one spoke.

The three boys looked at each other, and finally turned their attention to Kato Yusuke who did not speak.

"Well, what do you think?"

averted his gaze from the room by the window without a trace.

"I only have one question."

Kato Yusuke asked the girl, "When can the assessment begin?"

looking calm and composed, his eyes did not waver, but he could feel a strong sense of confidence.

…this person.

The girl's eyes sparkled, "Could it be that you've learned to paint before?"

"No, I just hate wasting time." Kato Yusuke said lightly.

Hearing what he said, the eyes of the other three boys instantly became strange.

"A pushy man." - This was the first impression Kato Yusuke gave them.

But on the other hand, as long as this person was here, his value would not be below at all, right?

Inevitably they secretly thought about it, and suddenly felt that the pressure on their bodies did not seem to be too great.

"I'm fine."

"I am too."

"And me."

consensus reached.

"Then." The girl with the braid brushed everyone's face, and when it was Kato Yusuke's turn, he stayed for a while, and then announced: "Then please start preparing, the tools and materials in the classroom.use as you please, please, and the assessment will start counting time in five minutes.”

pen, needle pen, brush, color pencil, marker, pen,

Watercolor paper, watercolor.

Gathering the things he needed one by one in his hands, and Yusuke Kato sat in his chair, as if he didn't need to think at all, and immediately started writing.

The sound of the tip of the pen rubbing against the paper.

"You really used a pen?!" The boy next door who glanced at his drawing board unintentionally couldn't help but exclaim, "You didn't even write the draft??"

And it attracts the attention of others.

"Please be quiet, otherwise it will be considered submitting the qualifications for the assessment." The braided girl reminded.

Hearing those words, the boy touched his nose slightly angrily and turned his attention back to his drawing board, but in his heart he had sentenced Kato Yusuke to death.

Kato Yusuke paid no attention to the other party... Or he had no energy to notice it. Right now, he was staring at the drawing board in front of him.

Her wrists were linked, and her brush strokes were quick and steady, but with just a few strokes, the overall outline of the character was already on the paper, and it looked very familiar.

Not only is the line beautiful and smooth, the composition is also very neat. When writing, everything is in one step, as if you already know what you want to paint.

Actually it was so, what he wanted to draw was a character from a work he had seen in his previous life.

…

Twenty minutes later

As the final scratch fell on the drawing paper, Kato Yusuke could not help but sigh in relief, raising one hand and gesturing to the braided girl, "Please come here, please."

The girl's coming soon.

"Yes, do you have any questions?"

"I'm done."

"Eh...?"

Seeing the girl looking at him with a puzzled look, Kato Yusuke had to explain it again.

"Work to be judged." He pointed to the drawing board in front of him, "It's done."

The words suddenly stopped.

Looking in the direction pointed by her fingertips, the girl's eyes suddenly widened.

On the battlefield of dusk and dawn, broken swords and broken blades were stuck on the ground. Occupying the center of the image is a slender back.

Shining gold adorned her hair, her blue sky adorned her dress, and precious silver filled her armor.

Under the dazzling light, a colorful circle like a rainbow kept the beautiful shadow of the girl, and the beautiful king sword clasped in her hand.

He stood in the direction of the backlight, one man, one sword, writing heroic poems.

Upon entering the target, the pores of Fang Buddha's entire body opened.

"It turns out it is a finished product.and even the color is finished!" muttered the girl.

The power of brushes comes out through the paper, and even people who do not know how to paint can see how good this work is.

His eyes were full of surprise.

"This quality is not inferior to Sawamura-san."

Thoughts about coming to mind, and the girl with the braid could not hold a deep breath, and then looked towards the owner of the painting.

"What's your name?"

"Kato Yusuke." Kato Yusuke calmly replied, then asked, "Have I passed the test?"

A wry smile appeared on the girl's face, and the words she spoke immediately made the others explode into a ball.

"Of course, it would be more embarrassing for me to make this assessment, since Kato-san's level is obviously higher than mine..."

“—!”

The sound of a bench echoed under his butt, and a boy stood up and protested disgruntledly: "Wait a minute! This is clearly favoritism!"

The other two could not sit still either, and they all replied.

"Didn't he say he didn't learn to paint? Even if it's a lie, you don't have to say it until now, right?"

"I don't think that's good either ..."

The three of you just keep talking like this. Because of the angle and the reason why the drawing board was blocked by the girl's body, they did not see Yusuke Kato's work that made the girl feel embarrassed

"I understand." The braided girl said softly, staring at the boy in front of the drawing board. "Kato-san?"

"What's wrong?"

"Can I show them this part?"

"No problem."

Kato Yusuke shrugged and said, "Can you give me the registration form to enter? I didn't bring it when I came."

Hearing her words, the girl was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, no problem, I'll get it for you."

Then he brought the application form and handed it to Yusuke Kato.

While the boy filled out the form, the girl with the braid turned around and said to the three boys beside him.

"Do I support Kato-san, please see for yourself."

After saying that, he turned the drawing board of Kato Yusuke so that it faced the three men.

As the picture appeared, the three of them were gasping for breath.

"what's this?"

A thirsty throat spat out this sentence involuntarily.

The clear expression, the beautiful composition, the bright colors, coupled with the incredible painter, no matter which point was taken alone, it could firmly shake them some way.

Look at the results of your own work, let alone coloring, even the fastest freckle-faced boy among the three had just completed the draft of the line.

Embarrassed, they sat on the bench speechlessly and picked up the brush again.

There is still time…!

Even if you know that you cannot beat that person, you should at least work hard until the very last moment.