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Confident that they could defeat the Demon King.

They are confident that they can protect their partners.

They are confident that they will return safely.

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And now.

This gentle yet powerful hero is extending an invitation to him.

Join us.

"Bang! Bang!"

My heartbeat quickened unnaturally, trembling slightly against my soft chest.

Do not know why.

Surprisingly, a faint blush rose in Usami Mizuki's heart.

Looking at the handsome face outlined in black and white lines before him.

Looking into those incredibly bright eyes.

She watched as the smiling hero patiently and gently extended his third invitation to her.

Join us.

'I want to agree...'

Inexplicable.

He wanted to respond to the invitation from the hero before him.

Follow your heart.

Usami Mizuki's eyes brightened slightly.

Her pink lips parted slightly involuntarily, and a healthy blush appeared on her fair face.

Subconsciously.

Her smooth, dark brown short hair, blowing gently in the breeze, drifted towards the smiling hero along with her clear and lovely voice.

"I promise!"

With a slightly flushed face, Usami Mizuki's expression was resolute.

Join the hero's party, defeat the evil demon king, and save everyone!

Just as Usami Mizuki made up her mind to fight the Demon King alongside the hero.

Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out from the side.

"Hmm~ What should I agree to?"

"Yeah!"

Startled by the sudden sound, I snapped out of my daze.

In a panic, I instinctively looked in the direction of the sound.

Nohara narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his mouth, as if he had discovered something interesting, with a meaningful look on his face.

Usami Mizuki's delicate body trembled involuntarily at the sight.

Just for a moment.

An overwhelming sense of shame welled up inside me.

Her face flushed red with embarrassment, and her adorable big eyes trembled in panic.

His hands moved erratically and involuntarily.

"No... no! It's definitely not about agreeing to the hero or anything... oh no, it's about talking to the canvas... no, it's not that either! It's that... that, yes! I remembered the game's plot, yes! It's the game..."

"Haha, pretty impressive, right?"

Sudden.

Nohara's voice rang out again, interrupting Usami Mizuki's flustered explanation.

Looking at the cute girl in front of him, who seemed afraid of being mistaken for some strange person and kept trying to hide her shy and flustered appearance.

0 ······Requesting flowers··· ······ Nohara smiled and stopped joking.

'She's a strong yet shy child who strives for what she loves.'

Nohara was not surprised by Usami Mizuki's sudden, inexplicable words.

After all, even Xiaoshan and Yeyuan could feel the emotions contained in Jiang Yuan's paintings.

Not to mention that Usami Mizuki was a teenage girl in the stage of youth where she was prone to daydreaming.

It's easier to feel the tender yet passionate emotions in the painting.

"As I get older, I still want to see more of my lovely students' smiles."

"and……"

A few thoughts suddenly arose in my mind.

Follow your heart.

therefore.

Nohara asked a question with a smile that made Usami Mizuki's rosy cheeks flutter slightly.

"Very powerful?"

"Yeah! Very cool!"

He realized what Nohara was asking.

Usami Mizuki nodded seriously.

Obviously.

Mizuki Usami greatly appreciates and respects this work.

..........

Her lovely pale green eyes were filled with curiosity, and even a hint of admiration.

"Mr. Nohara, whose work is this?"

As a member of the art department.

Mizuki Usami loves art and has practiced sketching for a long time.

The skill level is quite good.

Although it doesn't reveal as many deeper lines and details as Koyama and Nohara.

But the skillful and meticulous brushstrokes, the natural and seamless composition, and the gentle yet passionate emotions that even Mizuki Usami couldn't help but immerse herself in—all these elements were captivating.

Even ordinary people can feel it.

Not to mention Mizuki Usami, whose painting skills far surpassed those of ordinary people.

therefore.

Usami Mizuki couldn't help but ask curiously.

To convey such gentle and delicate emotions, one must be a very talented senior!

'Then you must be... not very old...'

Thinking about it.

Usami Mizuki's eyes involuntarily drifted to the young hero in the center of the canvas, who seemed to be looking at her with a gentle smile.

In a trance.

The image of the young hero smiling and reaching out, as if inviting him, resurfaced in his mind.

Lingering.

Instead, it became inexplicably clearer.

In an instant.

A faint, lovely blush involuntarily appeared on her fair and delicate face.

While feeling curious, Usami Mizuki couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive and expectant.

The girl was inexplicably preoccupied with something.

'What kind of senior artist could draw such a young hero...?'

An idea that surprised even Usami Mizuki herself arose in her heart, filled with anticipation.

'It can't be a classmate...'

"He's your junior!"

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"Eh…"

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"Ehhhhh?!!!"

"Junior... junior??!!"

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Good kids attract each other!

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"Junior... junior??!!"

"Yes."

I was struck by this incredibly shocking news.

Usami Mizuki's cute, bright eyes widened instantly.

Looking at the artwork before him, his expression was full of disbelief.

Her pink lips were even wider than when she first saw the painting.

"Teacher... you were just... joking, right..."

He chuckled awkwardly a few times, looking somewhat dazed.

Her pink tongue unconsciously licked her slightly dry pink lips.

Usami Mizuki was filled with disbelief.

Such lifelike, fluent and unrestrained brushstrokes.

Such delicate and abundant emotions, seemingly leaping off the canvas.

Even if you said it was the work of some master, Mizuki Usami would believe it without hesitation.

But the answer Nohara gave was even more unbelievable than the surprise that had arisen in Usami Mizuki's mind.

'Such an amazing painting is actually the work of a junior student?!'

"It was indeed drawn by a first-grade student, and a very handsome one at that."

The girl in front of him stared wide-eyed, her pupils trembling, completely shocked.

Nohara smiled and adjusted his glasses, his eyes behind the frames flickering slightly as if he were deep in thought.

'What is this, Mr. Nohara...'