Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

After the professor's treatment, Sarah received a body that, while not entirely healthy,

was at least capable of allowing her to grow up normally and move freely.

It was also because of this that she incurred huge debts and had to start selling her paintings, and began working for 『Rebellion』 for free.

"Clearly, you've been scammed."

Aramura Makoto raised his eyebrows.

He also had a general understanding of Sarah's background, knowing her status in the oil painting world.

To put it simply, calling her a living Da Vinci wouldn't be an exaggeration.

Each of her paintings could be valued at eight-figure US dollars.

Over the years, Sarah had provided 『Rebellion』 with so many paintings that even the most expensive medical bills should have been paid off long ago.

Clearly, 『Rebellion』 didn't want to let go of Sarah, the goose that laid golden eggs.

"For me, it doesn't matter, as long as I can complete my father's painting, as long as I can fill in the blank spaces on this painting."

Saying this, Sarah stood up, reached behind her, and unzipped the zipper on her back.

Revealing the painting that occupied an entire wall.

Aramura Makoto could see that there were many traces of modifications in the blank spaces.

Presumably, Sarah had modified the painting countless times in private, but never to her satisfaction.

"So, you found the traits of the Messiah on this painting in me?"

Having reached this point in the conversation, Aramura Makoto was genuinely intrigued.

He didn't know what similarities he had with the benevolent son of God in the Bible.

The blank space on Sarah's father's painting was the Messiah's position, so she needed Aramura Makoto to be her nude model.

"Yes."

This time, Aramura Makoto was truly silent.

There were many things he didn't understand.

He didn't understand why Sarah was so concerned about her irresponsible father, and he didn't know what the meaning was in Sarah doing this.

But the persistence in her eyes was genuine.

The persistence in her eyes also had a good reason.

He couldn't just refuse her outright.

Aramura Makoto's gaze flickered, as if some emotions were brewing in his pupils.

"Does your model have to be completely naked?"

"Can't I wear clothes?"

Sarah's eyes lit up, this time her pupils seemed to contain starlight, containing brilliance.

"Could it be?"

Aramura Makoto nodded slightly.

"If I can wear clothes, I can be your model, I really don't have a habit of posing nude for people to paint."

"You can accept it or not."

Chapter 139: Just Stay Here

"Nude is not okay? You know, the Messiah's attire."

"If it's not nude, I can't put it into practice..."

Sarah scratched her hair in distress, she was an absolutely meticulous person, a person who pursued perfection.

It was because she pursued perfection that she didn't allow herself to paint flawed works on her father's relics.

"No."

Aramura Makoto lowered his eyelids, refusing without mercy.

"Really, no room for negotiation?"

Sarah still asked unwillingly.

"Absolutely not, if you nag any more, I'll leave."

"Anyway, according to the bet, you've already lost, I don't need to agree to your condition."

Aramura Makoto's tone was already impatient.

"Ugh..."

Aramura Makoto's stern refusal had made Sarah realize that she had absolutely no chance.

She didn't dare to continue pestering him, after all, if she continued to pester him, Aramura Makoto might not even let her paint.

But then, she seemed to have suddenly thought of something, her eyes rolling around.

"In that case, is it okay to wear a swimsuit?"

"Swimsuit is also clothes, wearing a swimsuit is okay, right."

What a great idea!

Even she herself couldn't help but admire her sudden sophistry.

That's right, a swimsuit is clothes, it didn't say how many pieces of clothes to wear.

Although she couldn't see the fully naked appearance, seeing half-naked was almost the same.

After all, the Messiah also needed a piece of white cloth to cover his lower body.

As long as she secretly chose a pair of white swimming trunks for him, she should be able to achieve the effect she wanted, right.

"Ha..."

Aramura Makoto sighed deeply, a hint of helplessness hanging under his eyes.

"Whatever, I've decided to take Stella and the others to play after the competition."

"You can paint however you want then."

This was something that had been decided long ago.

He had already decided that he would take Stella and the others to play, and then confess his affairs.

After all, he had already prepared everything he needed.

As long as he waited until the day after tomorrow, he would reveal everything.

"Yes."

Excitement, uncontrollable excitement.

If she wasn't trying her best to restrain herself, Sarah felt like she was about to jump up and shout.

Similarly, Aramura Makoto also stood up.

"Also, you don't have to worry about 『Rebellion』."

"I'll take care of the contract between you and them."

If it was before the Seven Star Sword Art Festival, Aramura Makoto might not have had any way.

But now that he had awakened his true power, he now had room to negotiate with this organization.

What's more, Sarah had already completed her debt, they had no reason to restrain Sarah any longer.

Aramura Makoto walked directly out of the room.

The two silly servants were still guarding the door, not leaving, from this point of view, their feelings for Sarah were indeed very deep.

"If you're worried, go in, I've said what I needed to say."

...

Four days later, in the early morning, orange sunlight penetrated the sea, scattering the bustling sunlight to all directions of this coastal city, gradually dispelling the shadows and darkness that enveloped the city at night.

Six o'clock in the morning, just when the sunlight penetrated the glass, scattering light and heat into the room.

Stella groggily climbed out of bed, only to find that the person who should have been sleeping next to her was long gone.

"Makoto?"

"You're awake? Since you're awake, hurry up and get dressed and come over, I've already bought breakfast."

Joining Stella's voice, Aramura Makoto's voice rang out afterwards.

"We agreed that I would buy breakfast this morning."

"You have an important match at eight o'clock in the morning."

Stella quickly got out of bed, quickly put on her underwear, and hurriedly put on her clothes.

"It doesn't matter, I rested enough last night."

"Now my spirit is more abundant than ever."

Aramura Makoto blinked his eyes, but Stella's face turned red all of a sudden.

"What are you talking about!"

"Hurry up and eat, we still have to go out after we finish eating."

Stella quickly buried her face in the breakfast, in order to hide the embarrassment in her heart.

The two quickly came out of the room.

Just like Stella said, the competition was held very early, starting at eight o'clock in the morning, and they had to go to the venue now to prepare for standby.

After arriving at the competition venue, Aramura Makoto and Stella also separated.

Now Stella was no longer a contestant, unable to go to the contestant waiting room, so Aramura Makoto could only go by himself.

Stella came to the audience seat alone, the viewing area belonging to the Hagun Academy students.

Clearly, there was still an hour before the competition started.

Clearly, it was only seven o'clock in the morning, but the audience seats were already full of spectators, and even the aisles were full of spectators waiting for the start of the competition.

"It's really lively."

Stella couldn't help but click her tongue.

This level of liveliness had far exceeded her imagination.

"That's for sure, this is the final."

"After so many days of fierce fighting, everyone has long been full of expectations for this year's Seven Star Sword Art Festival."

"Everyone wants to know what the ending will be."

Toudou Touka pushed her glasses and said softly.

What she said just now was not only talking about the audience on the scene, but also talking about herself, she was also very much looking forward to the result of this competition.

"Everyone is already here."

Stella looked over along with Toudou Touka.

Toumari Renren, Imi Baburu, Sajo Ikazuchi, Kurogane Shizuku, Arisouin Nagi, Ayatsuji Ayase, Kusakabe Kagami, Origami-sensei...

All the classmates who had a good relationship with them, even those who were not initially at the Seven Star Sword Art Festival venue, had taken advantage of yesterday to come to the final venue.

As for the two teachers, Shinguuji Kurono and Saikyou Nin'on, they had already stepped down and stood on the competition arena.

Serving as the referee, quietly waiting for the moment the competition began.

"That's for sure."

"Even if it's necessary to drag a sick body, you have to come to see such a competition."

"No, no, no, since it's so serious, please Origami-sensei go to the hospital quickly."

Instantly, there was a chirping discussion in the audience seats.