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It's unlikely that anyone would break the rules and act recklessly after hearing what the warden said.

That's what Nikaido Hiro thought.

But she was wrong.

"..."

After dragging Hoshino Utsunomiya around the second floor and back to the first floor, they had used up the last hour of the morning but still couldn't find the two of them. Frustrated, they headed back to the underground cell before the warden reminded them to leave.

As soon as he stepped off the stairs and into the cold underground passage, Hiro Nikaido smelled a slightly pungent odor.

It's paint.

Following the direction from which the smell of paint wafted, the two eventually arrived at Noah Kinosaki's room.

"—"

The door was unlocked, and the cell could not be locked except during the time of confinement, unless someone could crack the electronic lock.

But in the current environment, even the most skilled hacker would find it difficult to do such a thing.

Hoshino Utsunomiya gently raised her hand and pushed open the door.

The airflow caused a rapid exchange of smells between the inside and outside of the room, and an extremely pungent paint odor wafted in through the open door.

What you see.

The walls were entirely bright red.

Chapter 113 I've Lost the Power of Joy

red.

red.

It's still red.

At first glance, it was the color of fresh blood, smeared and dyed in large patches.

Hoshino Utsunomiya's heart skipped a beat when he saw this.

But the smell that reached his nose quickly made him realize what was happening.

These are all paints.

...Where did all this paint come from?

Take a closer look.

Sitting cross-legged in the middle of the cell was a familiar-looking girl.

Noah Kinosaki.

A child with colorful white hair.

"You—" Hiro beside him took a deep breath, about to reprimand him sternly, but in the end he softened his tone and asked gently, "...What are you doing?"

Would Hoshino prefer a gentle girl or a strict girl?

I don't know, but Nikaido Hiro wants to try to act a little gentler.

After all, she was a Yamato Nadeshiko (ideal Japanese woman).

"Hmm?" Noah Kinosaki shifted his body and turned around, tilting his head. "Is there something you need?"

A look of doubt, confusion, and bewilderment appeared in the girl's eyes.

"Why would you do something like this?" Hoshino Utsunomiya asked softly.

Although each room is its own territory, everyone is free to do whatever they want in their room.

However, making it this way is a bit excessive.

The criticism.

Before making a judgment, let's ask for the reasons first.

"Because it just wouldn't turn into the way Noah wanted to draw it, I tried to paint it over." Noah Kinosaki looked shy, scratched her head, and said embarrassedly, "And then, it all turned out like this."

A very simple and unpretentious reason.

But Nikaido Hiro couldn't accept it easily.

“...But this is wrong.” She raised her hand to press her aching head and said, “Clean it up quickly.”

The smell of paint was too strong; the longer you stood at the door and smelled it, the more of a headache it gave you.

"Hey~ why? Noah was just drawing!"

Noah Kinosaki was puzzled.

“Points will be deducted,” Hoshino Utsunomiya said. “Did you hear what the owl said?”

No further explanation is needed. Given that the rules have already been explained by the owl, in the current situation, a simple statement that points will be deducted is sufficient to resolve the matter.

unless.

“No.” Noah Kinosaki shook his head.

Some people didn't listen.

"Noah, he's just drawing."

Will losing points affect my drawing?

She blinked and asked in this way.

"..." Looking at Noah Kinosaki like this, Hoshino Utsunomiya thought for a moment and nodded: "Yes, I will make sure you can never draw again."

It doesn't matter if she didn't hear it. He doesn't need to repeat the owl's words again. As long as he says it the way she says, she should understand.

"Eh eh eh..."

Noah Kinosaki's expression immediately fell.

"Noah, if you don't paint, you'll die." Tears welled up in her eyes, and she looked up at Hoshino Utsunomiya with her big, tearful eyes. "But if I paint, I'll lose points, and if I lose points, I can't paint anymore."

"In other words, Noah must die."

"Noah, I don't want to die..."

Large tears dripped down his face as Noah Kinosaki cried his heart out.

Her crying immediately calmed down the anger and rebellious feelings that had been building up inside Nikaido Hiro.

Biting his lower lip, Nikaido Hiro squatted down.

"Don't cry." She said this coldly.

Although it was a pity, it was an unexpected discovery by Nikaido Hiro.

...She doesn't seem to be very good at comforting people.

When she saw Noah Shirosaki crying, her first reaction was to be at a loss. Then, she tried to remain calm and squatted down, but all she could say were these stiff words.

Why did you start crying so quickly?

Are you a child?

Slightly annoyed, Nikaido Hiro was about to say something comforting.

But the next moment she looked up, she saw that Noah Kinosaki's tears had stopped.

"...?"

You can control it so well!

She was completely stunned by what she saw.

"If you don't cry, will Noah not die?"

Looking up, Noah Kinosaki asked Nikaido Hiro this question.

There were still tear tracks on her face, showing that she had indeed been crying.

"You won't die, you won't die," Nikaido Hiro said repeatedly. "It's just that you'll lose points because what you're doing is wrong."

"But as long as you stop doing the wrong thing now, you won't lose points."

She tried to explain it to Noah Kinosaki, but it was clear that she hadn't grasped the key point of Noah Kinosaki's logic.

And so, tears welled up in her eyes again.

"That means I'm going to die again..."

Helpless, Hoshino Utsunomiya crouched down, placing one hand on Hiro Nikaido's shoulder and the other on Noa Kinosaki's shoulder.

“Drawing is not a bad thing, and no one is stopping you from drawing,” he said softly. “So you don’t need to worry about dying because you’re forbidden from drawing.”

Although he thought that the idea that one would die if they didn't paint was just an exaggeration by Noah Kinosaki, there were indeed people who made something of their own sustenance.

Therefore, Hoshino Utsunomiya could understand what she was saying.

"However, you'll get points deducted for painting here."

"The paint smell is too strong. This is a prison cell, a space for everyone to rest. Your painting here will disturb other people's rest."

Can't you smell it yourself?

Additional explanations, rhetorical questions.

Noah Kinosaki shook his head blankly:

"Noah, didn't you notice..."

She seemed to be very absorbed in her painting, able to tolerate and ignore even such a pungent smell.

However, if you keep smelling this smell for a long time, it will probably be difficult for your body to grow healthily.

No wonder he's so short.

"..." Looking at Noah Kinosaki with his head down, and then at Hoshino Utsunomiya, Hiro Nikaido stood up: "If it's gotten this bad, let's help clean it up."

As she spoke, she leaned close to Hoshino Utsunomiya's ear and whispered:

"That's actually what I wanted to explain from the beginning."

The girl was defending herself.