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Chapter 515(2/2)



They were chatting here as if no one else was around, while Hashishima Iori was watching attentively over there, his expression gradually becoming serious.

Like Akane Kurisaka, Yusuke Kato draws directly from the naked draft, and every move he makes reveals his sophistication, as if he has been immersed in this industry for many years.

Considering the other party's age, this is really surprising.

However, since Akane Benisaka was the one to pave the way, it was within the acceptable range.

However, further on——

The other party's profound skills of both speed and high quality made him a bit incredible!

Best of all, this guy was even chatting with Akane Kurisaka while he was drawing!

In such a multi-tasking situation, he was still able to draw the kind of effect that others need to concentrate on to achieve... This already shocked him!

Especially the sense of ease and ease, as if you already have the whole picture in your mind before you start writing.

Especially when Yusuke Kato showed him the picture he had drawn, this feeling reached its peak.

It was a set of animated pictures of girls performing tricks on rope skipping, with a total of 12 decomposed movements and 5 close-ups.

Although there is no background, it vividly shows the process of the girl skipping rope.

From preparation, taking off, staying in the air, falling...

From the action of throwing the rope, the rotation of the body, the changes in the ponytail and sailor suit, and even the texture details of the clothes...

Every step is complete and clearly reflected on the paper!

And when it comes to those five close-ups, even the characters' expressions and temperaments are perfectly expressed! Not only is it not dry at all, but it also has charm!

Looking at the work in his hand, Hashishima Iori almost had an illusion.

It was as if what he was looking at was not a painting, but some kind of animation production and thorough writing that taught frame by frame... full of hearty feeling!

He repeatedly looked at the unedited manuscript in his hand, and he had the urge to put it down so much that he wanted to take it home and treasure it, and then sell it at a high price when the opportunity was right.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.

Although Iori Namishima can't draw pictures, it doesn't mean that he can't understand the level of them.

Take these three manuscripts in his hand as an example, they are as exquisite as works of art!

And it’s not that highbrow abstraction. This is something that even outsiders will be full of praise for.

With his mind spinning, he immediately understood the reason why the person involved was so valued by Akane Kurisaka...

Namishima Iori calmed down a little and turned his gaze to the opposite side. Just as he was about to express his thoughts, he suddenly heard a sneer.

"——What are you doing? Boy, I asked you to draw something seriously, and you ended up just drawing for fun here?" Akane Kurisaka said very unhappily, and blocked what he wanted to say.

"Uh...?" Namishima Iori tilted her head unconsciously and said dumbfounded: "Drawing for fun...?"

The other party ignored his reaction and just ordered someone extremely unhappy.

"Hey...boy, don't send people away with this kind of thing, hurry up and draw me something more exciting!"

Kato Yusuke had no reaction to this, and just said lightly: "But doesn't your number one disciple like it very much? That's enough."

"He is a layman and knows nothing!"

Ignoring the top disciple who suddenly froze in place, Akane Benisaka moved her body closer and stretched out her arms to hook his neck.

"Anyway, you must bring me some real materials today, otherwise wouldn't it mean that I, Akane Kurisaka, only have this level of judgment in seeing people?"

"Let's not mention that you are not the kind of person who cares about other people's opinions...If you are not satisfied, why didn't you mention it just now?"

"It doesn't matter, you didn't put in much effort anyway."

"...This doesn't seem to be the attitude of asking for help."

After hearing this, Akane Kurisaka raised her eyebrows, hesitated for a moment, and then changed her tone.

"Okay, okay, just think of it as satisfying my pleasure, can you show him your skills?"

It was a very charming and sexy voice, and the amorous charm revealed in an instant made even Hashishima Iori startled.

However, Kato Yusuke remained unmoved.

Upon seeing this, Akane Akane's brows furrowed and relaxed, her face changed. She gritted her teeth and whispered: "...That's enough. At most, I'll give you some compensation later."

"..."

Kato Yusuke couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of his mouth, and while he was so close that he was almost touching the tip of her nose, he frowned in disdain and said teasingly:

"Contrary to your appearance, you really look like an uncle."

Without waiting for the other party to get angry, he followed up and said: "Anyway, I understand, so let's draw something interesting. Remember what you said."

After finishing speaking, he broke away from Akane Benisaka's arm and began to prepare for painting.

After changing his previous relaxed and freehand style, when he picked up the dip pen again, the feeling was completely different.

His eyes were focused on the snow-white drawing paper, his heroic sword-shaped eyebrows were slightly gathered in the middle, and his pair of dark blue eyes were shining with the light of thinking, without any trace of the previous sloppiness.

Vaguely, it seemed as if even time had slowed down.

Namishima Iori unconsciously breathed softly and began to stare at him intently, fearing to miss any changes that would follow.

At a certain moment, it seemed that I finally had the answer in my heart...

Kato Yusuke took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he began to draw.

His wrist moved, as if he had caught some trace of inspiration, and he used the tip of his pen to outline it on the drawing paper.

sand--

It was an extremely beautiful and melodious sound of writing.

Like a silver snake cutting through the night sky, it instantly illuminated the room.

One stroke, one stroke, one stroke...

The young man traces elusive trajectories and combines them one by one with some mysterious and mysterious rules that are completely incomprehensible.

Just like looking at mountains, they are not mountains, and looking at water is not water.

In his hands, simple lines seem to possess magic power, firmly attracting people's attention.

Vaguely, there seemed to be something unexplainable in the void behind the young man, and it was slowly being transferred to the drawing paper using the brush in his hand as a medium.

Kato Yusuke is so immersed in the world of painting without any distractions, his expression is focused and serious, as if he has completely blocked all perceptions of the outside world.

Even when the waiter entered the room several times to serve food and pour wine, he had no reaction.

I don't know how much time passed like this, until I drew the last stroke in one breath——

sand--!

Accompanied by the sudden sound of writing, he finally stopped...
Chapter completed!
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