Reborn In Tokyo And Picked Sayu Who Escaped From Home
egotistical-lily

Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh…

Mechanical pencils poke up and down the book, and sometimes circle the fingertips.

The last class in the afternoon was Mr. Matsumoto's math class, and even that couldn't stop spies peeping in from all kinds of scenery.

And this situation reached its peak when Kato Yusuke was summoned to answer that question. His eyes turned from dark to light, and he was just observing him on the ship.

It was from curiosity about something new, which made him feel a little upset.

Fortunately, because Sayu took over the housework. His study time had become very rich, not to mention that his part-time job had been suspended temporarily, so he really had nothing to do with his homework.

After answering a slightly out of line math problem, Matsumoto pushed the glasses at the base of her nose and let her sit with an expressionless face.

Is this dissatisfaction with him? Or did he just respond to his behavior that roamed the classroom last month?

let his mind spread, leaving only a little attention in the classroom, thus ignoring the hot gazes of boys and girls, and enduring until the end of the class.

ding ding dong~~

The school bell rang in time.

In the voice of the teacher's announcement "out of class finished", he packed his things as quickly as possible, carried his shoulder bag and walked out of the classroom quickly.

He also faintly heard words like "Wait a minute", "Photo", "One step slower" coming from behind, including his own name, and the corner of Kato Yusuke's mouth raised radians.

A group of teenage boys and girls with pig heads.

Because of the school's policy of "Don't run in the corridor", I walked through the school grounds and came to the archery club.

"excuse me."

Open a Japanese-style wooden sliding door, take off your shoes at the entrance and walk to the dojo.

Under the brilliance of Qing Yao, the simple and elegant female hero dressed in an archery uniform sat there kneeling down, as if she was training with her eyes closed.

Hearing the footsteps, the other party slowly opened his eyes, then smiled and nodded.

"Good day, Kato-kun." Nakano Ryoko raised her palm and pointed to the position in front of her, "If you don't mind, please sit here."

"Nakano senpai."

Kato Yusuke responded, and sat cross-legged on the other's cue, but considered it inappropriate, so he also turned to kneeling.

"About Sami..."

"I'm really sorry." Nakano Ryoko placed her hands on the ground and slightly bowed, "It's all because of my improper management that makes you difficult, if there's anything that can be slightly compensated, please let me know."

Actions, etiquette, and words are everyone's style.

not only has the virtues and virtues of indigenous women, but also has a firm atmosphere that can be independent.

It got along like the spring breeze, and my mood became subconsciously calm.

In this sandalwood and Zen-filled dojo, Kato Yusuke spoke slowly.

"Senpai doesn't need this, I've accepted Sammy's apology, I don't need any more than that."

He considered his words and said, "It can be seen that the older sister members are all waiting for you, so there is no need to punish the child for this matter. This is my personal wish."

"Very soft, Kato-kun." Ryoko Nakano sat down with a strange look in her eyes, "But the "child" in your mouth is actually a second-grade student. "

Hearing those words, Kato Yusuke nodded without commitment, then got up from the ground.

“Then I go first, Nakano-senpai.” After bidding farewell to Ryoko Nakano, he left the archery club, then returned to the school building to the art classroom on the west side of the third floor.

buckles

"excuse me."

The horses, the statues, the inanimate ornaments, were all the same as yesterday, but there was no one inside.

"By the way, there are no applicants for admission to the Ministry today?" He muttered, his eyes involuntarily turning to the room by the window, his eyes slightly sparkling.

This might be an opportunity.

Before an idea comes to mind, the body already takes action.

He walked to the door with the "Second Art Preparation Room" sign, raised his hand to hold the doorknob and turned it gently.

With a click, the door opened.

it's also empty, and it's more appropriate to say that for some reason, users of this studio are temporarily leaving here.

The proof is the preparation room is a mess.

It is not difficult to see that the owner of the room should paint until the last moment, and intend to return to continue the work.

"It doesn't look like a girls' room."

This was Kato Yusuke's first impression of this place, and then his eyes were fixed on more important matters.

Sketch mountains were scattered on the ground, and each one was filled with dense marks and information.

Although only an essay, the quality of the sketches should not be underestimated. The title "Ace of the Art Club" is well deserved.

It's just that things on paper are definitely not the subject that traditional art would choose.

There are many beautiful girls dancing in the sketch.

Some of them danced in disheveled idol costumes; some wore swimsuits with flushed faces; and some wore more open and flamboyant faces.

It seemed that two-dimensional beautiful girls were crammed into the entire room, creating an impactful impression in the world of presence.

These things were said to be enough to attract people's attention, but compared to the work occupying the middle of the preparation room and standing on the horses, it was slightly insignificant.

Painted in rich colors is a beautiful girl with amazing features.

Colorful colors blend into the dreamlike landscape, but they can clearly emphasize their own existence.

The girl was surrounded by thorns that seemed to grow straight out of the world in the painting... No, maybe it was the tentacles that wrapped around her body, showing beauty and pain... No, maybe it's a happy expression.

sensational and has a subtle color, such works should never appear in school, let alone at a high school art exhibition.

“egois-lily..?”

Kato Yusuke could not resist squinting his eyes, and read aloud that was located in the bottom right corner of the canvas. Although the handwriting was doodled, it was enough to identify the author's signature of the text.

"Eri Kashiwagi."

In addition to this work, there are other paintings in the room that are no less interesting.

Unlike the sketches that were scattered, the work in a completely different style from the owner of this room was properly placed in the closet, it was the work that Kato Yusuke handed over during yesterday's assessment.

"Is this the art department's secret." he murmured.

And at this moment, the door of the preparation room was opened again.

“—!”

A nervous and confused girl's voice sounded from behind him.

"You, you, you, you, who are you?!"

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