Talent is like a natural barrier, both cruel and realistic, which will ruthlessly shatter people's inner hope.
Until the end, the three boys failed to pass the assessment, but they didn't say anything more and left the art room with a sad heart.
At that moment, it no longer mattered what the original purpose of joining the art club was.
After recognizing the reality, some people may continue to persist in the hope that one day they can stand at the same height as the other person in the future, but more people will still choose to give up, but this has nothing to do with Yusuke Kato.
For him.
Be it art or painting.
He neither likes nor dislikes him, but is more indifferent.
Even if he draws works that impress others, it won't give him any sense of accomplishment. After all, in the end, he is just a cheater.
Pride, complacency, joy.
None of these emotions could be reflected in him. Kato Yusuke's eyes had already been set on more important things.
After handing the filled-in application form to the student with pigtails, he received the system prompt as usual.
"Task description: Please join any club in our school within three days and obtain an evaluation of excellent or above."
"Task reward: 2000 points."
"The follow-up mission - [There is a big problem with this art club] has been unlocked, please check it yourself, the host."
After a while of following the script, the system fell into silence again.
"Welcome to the art club, Kato-kun."
"Thank you." Kato Yusuke nodded slightly and asked into his braid: "Toyama-san, I want to ask you something about the second art preparation room..."
The door to the art department was suddenly opened.
"It's over, it's over."—While saying this, the girl with glasses who walked in was the girl who had been guarding the door.
"Hishida-senpai." Harumi Toyama bowed slightly, "Thank you for your hard work."
"This is nothing... huh?" The girl with glasses shifted her gaze to Kato Yusuke, frowned and said rudely: "What are you still doing here? The assessment is over, right?"
"Huh? But didn't you want to ask something just now?"
"Let's wait until next time. I won't bother you today."
Looking deeply at the room by the window, Kato Yusuke turned around and left the art room without waiting for Harumi Toyama to respond. With the thought "There is no chance if I continue to waste it."
Wait until he leaves.
"That person joined the art club——!?"
A third-grade girl named Hisita slapped her hand heavily on the table, "Didn't everyone agree not to let boys in? For this reason, the difficulty of the test was specially increased. What's going on now, Harumi!"
"Calm down first, Hishida-senpai." Harumi Toyama smiled bitterly and said, "There's nothing we can do about it. After all, Kato-san passed the exam perfectly."
"Aha!?"
"It's up to senior sister to see for herself."
Hearing what his junior said, Hisita raised an eyebrow and sneered with some disdain: "I want to see what kind of works he can draw."
Following Harumi Toyama to the easel, she saw the dreamlike and gorgeous works.
The interweaving of light and shadow, the brilliant colors, and the heroic figure independent of the battlefield carry an indescribable sense of holiness.
The room suddenly fell silent.
I do not know how long it has been……
As the door to the art department opened again, a petite girl opened the door and walked in.
Porcelain-like snow-white skin, delicate appearance, and a pair of clear eyes as bright and charming as sapphires.
Her fine, handicraft-like long blond hair was tied into ponytails on both sides of her head, with a black headband tied on top, shining brightly in the sunset.
The blue and white light-colored sailor uniform, the fluttering skirt gently swayed with the girl's footsteps, and the thigh-length black stockings wrapped a pair of jade legs. The white greasy under the absolute realm exuded a sense of saying.
An unstoppable alluring scent.
"Good evening, Toyama-san, Hishida-senpai."
The girl walked over, and both the expression on her face and the smile on her lips looked extremely elegant.
"Ah, Sawamura-kun~" Harumi Toyama, a classmate and member of the art club, immediately responded: "Good evening~!"
"Excuse me, what are you two doing?" The girl named Yinglili asked humbly, and at the same time she looked at the senior standing by with some confusion.
After her reminder, as if she had just reacted, Toyama Harumi slammed her right hand on her left palm.
"Sawamura-san, please come and take a look, there's a great newcomer here today!"
Newcomer?
Eiri nodded thoughtfully, and with Toyama Harumi's body stepping aside, the work came into view.
"This is……"
She murmured and couldn't help but walk forward.
The eyes are focused on the picture like a magnet. This unconventional art style has a strange sense of familiarity, which belongs to another world unknown to her.
However, this painting style does not seem to be that of the artists in the circle that she is familiar with.
His eyes swept across the top inch by inch, and finally stopped at the lower left corner of the colored paper, where there was a string of small black characters.
"Altria Pendragon?"
After reciting the string of words, Ying Lili could not help but frown slightly and whispered to herself.
"Strange name..."
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the other side.
After taking the tram to the station near his home, Kato Yusuke did not choose to go home directly. Instead, he took a detour to the fruit shop and bought a large green watermelon.
It costs 3,500 yen and is produced in Chiba Prefecture.
emmm…
"The story that has to be told about Chiba Prefecture and Tokyo" flashed in my mind for a moment. It probably described the complicated psychology of Chiba Prefecture wanting to be like Tokyo, but at the same time looking down on Tokyo.
If his hometown of Saitama Prefecture is also included, there will probably be a drama between the three.
With these boring thoughts in mind, Kato Yusuke happily checked out and paid. With a schoolbag on his shoulder and a plastic bag in his hand, he walked towards home at a slow pace.
on the road
The cell phone in his pocket rang loudly. After the call was connected, Uncle Tanaka's voice came from the receiver.
"Do you have time recently, Kato?"
"Good afternoon, Mr. Tanaka." Kato Yusuke asked after asking: What can I do?"
There was a brief silence, as if he was hesitating whether to speak or not.
"President Fangcun wants to meet you."
"Meet me? Why?"
"It's about what happened last time..."
Kato Yusuke understood it instantly.
"Okay, where's the time?"
Hearing his agreement, the person on the other end couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his tone became more relaxed.
"I will confirm the specific time and contact you in advance."
"good."
"That's it, and...thank you."
"Mr. Tanaka, you don't have to be so polite." Kato Yusuke said with a smile: "I should be the one to say thank you. If you hadn't encountered something that was really difficult to refuse, you probably wouldn't have called me."
"So if there's anything I can do to help, you can feel free to contact me."
There was another moment of silence, and then a sigh flowed from the receiver.
"……Decided!"
Uncle Tanaka's voice became louder.
"Kato, you can borrow as many of my precious collections as you want—"
Beep...beep...beep...beep...
Before the other party offered a more tempting offer, Kato Yusuke decisively hung up the phone.
"What do you say to a person who doesn't have multimedia and a laptop..."
The boy under the sunset whispered.
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Brain: I want to update ten times a day,
Time: You are thinking about peach.
So I’ll keep updating once a day...bow. (I will speed up the process after work matters are resolved)