Tokyo life starting with painting

Chapter 25 So handsome that it’s almost unreal

Madoka Fukushima is tall and thin, with a good figure and a bit of material. She is not too tabletlike like ordinary high school students.

The key is that it is pleasing to the eye, unlike Konoe Ryoka, who is timid, gloomy and rustic.

but--

"I'm sorry." Higashinoji showed a troubled expression: "This place is already quite crowded for me and Konoe-san."

The words made Konoe Ryoka's eyes widen.

The place where she and Higashinoji were located was in the corner of the studio. Although it was not very spacious, there was absolutely no problem in placing two or three easels.

So she looked at Higashinoji in surprise, wondering why he could tell lies with his eyes open.

"Really?" Madoka Fukushima was a little disappointed, and looked at Konoe Ryoka with envy.

The sad look in her eyes almost made Konoe Ryoka's goosebumps rise. She couldn't help but open her mouth:

"I"

I can move.

She originally wanted to say this, but before she could finish her words, her mouth closed.

Because Higashinoji was staring at him and waving his hands.

The meaning is clear.

‘Don’t talk’.

Seeing this, Konoe Ryoka could only open her mouth again, lower her head, and stop talking.

After a while, Madoka Fukushima left, and Konoe Ryoka emphasized in a low voice: "Fukushima-senpai is the best painter in the studio."

She touched her head and felt something was wrong, so she added: "Before you came, she was the best painter in the studio. You should be able to learn something from her."

In response to this, Higashinoji just laughed cheerfully, did not argue with Konoe Ryoka, and continued to apply the foundation on the canvas.

The first piece was almost smoothed, so Tonoji removed it from the easel and placed it in a place with a balanced room temperature to prevent the base from cracking.

Then he started tinkering with the second piece, taking the time to look at Konoe Ryoka's paintings and giving a few random comments.

Konoe Ryoka was too hesitant to draw, so her brushstrokes looked one way one second and another the next, which looked messy.

"wait."

Seeing that Konoe Ryoka wanted to write, Higashinoji simply stretched out his hand to stop Konoe Ryoka.

"Uh-oh."

Konoe Ryoka stopped writing aggrievedly.

Today she was bullied by Higashikata many times, although she felt that the other party did not want to bully her, but just wanted to teach her his understanding.

But what she didn't expect was that Toyoji didn't hurt her this time, but instead grabbed her hand.

Konoe Ryoka's mouth opened wide, and she almost knocked over the paint plate next to her and smeared it on Higashinoji's face.

"do not move."

Higashinoji's voice came, and then Konoe Ryoka felt her hand being moved by Higashinoji.

Fill in color bit by bit, bit by bit.

Something happened that surprised Konoe Ryoka.

Under her pen, the strokes painted are very smooth, looking light and inspiring, and the whole picture gradually becomes more energetic.

It's obvious that my hands are still my own, but the things I draw don't look like what I can draw at all.

"Remember this strength, this feeling, and draw according to this feeling."

Higashinoji quickly let go and spoke as a reminder.

"Ah good."

Konoe Ryoka just woke up from a dream, recalling the actions just now, while painting on the canvas seriously.

Seeing her like this, Touyoshi also nodded.

Don't tell me, when I grabbed Konoe Ryoka's palm just now, a slippery, cool touch came from the bottom of my hand.

I feel like if I hold Konoe Ryoka in summer, I can even save on air conditioning bills.

I don’t know what kind of physique this guy has, but he can actually cool down.

She is really a treasure trove of air conditioners. If you continue to dig deeper, you may be able to find other functions.

Higashinoji gave Konoe Ryoka a nickname, and then looked at the two canvases he had thrown in the corner.

The canvas has been painted with a good base. Now let's wait for the base to dry. Once dry, apply another layer and then smooth it with sandpaper before you can start painting.

The preparation steps for oil painting are so troublesome.

In the past, Tonoji would always keep a few pieces of sun-dried canvas.

Having nothing to do now, Higashino simply moved a small bench and sat behind Konoe Ryoka, watching her draw.

This puts Konoe Ryoka in a bit of a dilemma.

She didn't dare to look back at Higashinoji, but she could clearly feel a gaze looking over here.

This distraction makes it easy to make mistakes.

She moved her hand horizontally and her pen crookedly, and a particularly conspicuous mark appeared on the screen.

In particular, her paintings are gouache paintings of characters, and the young man above looks a bit like Higashinoji.

This scratch was applied directly to the neck, and it looked as if Tonoji had been murdered by someone.

"Ahhhhhh" Konoe Ryoka was even more flustered. She was in a hurry, trying to dilute the mark with some water, but this would dilute the other stained areas.

Higashinoji had sketched her before, so she wanted to draw Higashinoji this time, but she didn't expect that something like this happened halfway through the painting.

"Don't panic." Higashinoji's voice sounded from behind, which convinced Konoe Ryoka that she looked at Higashinoji for help.

She felt that Higashinoji should have a way to restore the painting.

"Don't panic, just redraw."

Higashikata said calmly.

"Ah?" Konoe Ryoka opened her mouth wide.

"Although it is not impossible to repair, it will deepen the surrounding background color and there are many places that need to be changed. If you leave it to me to repair, will this still be your painting?"

Higashinoji doesn't particularly like to interfere in other people's creations. Unless Konoe Ryoka really has some bad habits, he basically won't use his words or actions.

The painting was obviously ruined, so she might as well have it repainted.

It just so happened that she also corrected her habit of painting carefully.

Konoe Ryoka didn't dare to talk back, so she could only let out a very aggrieved "woo", then replaced the drawing board and took another drawing board to start again.

This time, of course, I drew Higashinoji from scratch.

She began to make a draft.

But halfway through the draft, Tonoji’s voice came from behind again:

"Wait a minute, Lianghua-san, your drawing is wrong."

Higashino stood up and gave a reminder.

"Huh? Isn't that right?" Konoe Ryoka looked at Higashinoji on the painting.

The painting is pretty good. I don’t say he looks exactly like Higashinoji, but he probably has an eighty-point resemblance.

"Hey, give me the pen and I'll do it."

Higashino stood up and asked her for a pen.

"Oh, oh" Konoe Ryoka subconsciously stretched out her white and tender little hands.

Higashinoji took the pen without any politeness and began to draw.

He took over without erasing the foundation that Konoe Ryoka had painted before, and just continued to paint on top of her foundation.

The first line is very thin and long. When drawn along, it turns out to be the outline of the face. Then there is a short and thin stroke, like a parenthesis. After a few strokes, it becomes the eyebrow.

The hair in front of the forehead is slightly curly, with a leisurely flavor, which makes people look very comfortable. With just a few strokes, the entire character's facial image is revealed.

"Just, just a few strokes?"

Konoe Ryoka was dumbfounded.

She knew that Higashinoji painted very well, but this painting was too good.

This is the ugliest sketch he has ever done. What is the most beautiful sketch he has ever drawn?

Higashinoji quickly stopped writing and looked at the sketch in front of him with satisfaction.

Maybe I was drawing myself, so the quality of this sketch is pretty good.

"If you want to learn sketching, you can learn from me. It's not difficult."

Higashinoji put down his pen and said to Konoe Ryoka.

Not difficult

Hearing this word, Konoe Ryoka pursed her lips tightly.

But soon, she glanced cautiously from side to side, then approached Higashino in fear, and asked in a low voice:

"Are sketches really your worst?"

Higashikata was stunned.

He didn't expect that Konoe Ryoka would actually remember the words he said casually for two or three days.

Seeing her confused expression, Tonoji laughed cheerfully——

"you guess."

Well

Higashikata is teasing himself again.

Konoe Ryoka's mouth moved and her head lowered, looking very frustrated.

How could she guess it?

And Konoe Ryoka is also very strange.

Why does Higashinoji paint himself so handsome? Not real anymore