Collapse, surrender to me!

There were no words on the list, just some pictures.

There were lines drawn across the colorful patterns representing fruits, and the next item was a square object.

Little Grace came to a shop that made plaques.

This was the best master nearby that she had inquired about.

Although according to Dibao, people from other worlds seem to be instilled with the concept that this is a painting studio.

But her shop is opened in the Honkai World after all. Without a plaque, the locals in the Honkai World would not know what she does here.

"anyone there?"

Grayshut walked closer and had a bad feeling.

Through the glass door, the store did not look like it was open for business. Instead, it was in a mess and looked like it was about to be demolished.

The girl knocked on the door politely.

However, the person who opened the door was not the old master as expected, but a young man with a sad face.

He glanced at Grace listlessly.

"you are?"

"I'll ask Master Zhang to make a plaque for me."

"My father died in the previous disaster."

The young man said calmly.

"The store is closed and we are planning to move out. Sorry, please find someone else."

"……excuse me."

……

Although Grayshu had an accident, this should be considered as a normal thing in this era.

Her own relatives also died in the eighth collapse.

I was able to survive only by undergoing a super-transformation surgery.

"Meow~!"

Suddenly, a kitten crossed the street and walked in front of her.

She knew this kitten, its name was Can.

If the can is there, then the other big cat is probably not far away.

"Sister Padu." Grace greeted the cat-eared girl who was basking in the sun on a lounge chair on the corner of the street.

"Ah, isn't this Grayshu?"

Padua Felice jumped off the chair like a kitten and landed gently on the ground.

"Good afternoon, Sister Padu."

Grayshu walked over and handed over an apple she had just bought.

In the girl's eyes, Padre is a good person.

The two met because Padre Felice would regularly deliver dry food to a nursing home on Dusk Street.

That is the one in Aponia, which adopted a large number of children suffering from Honkai disease. Qianjie was also an employee there before he became a fusion warrior, um, a porter.

But Paddo didn't know all this, she was just a simple-minded pitiful child in the nursing home.

Once when delivering dry food, Pado fell asleep in the warehouse and was noticed by a robber who was passing by. He mistook her for a thief. If a child had not recognized it was Pado, Pado would have almost died.

As a person taken care of by Aponia, Grace naturally saw Padre often.

"Gray is so good~"

Paddo took the red apple, pinched Grace's little face, and her mood became sunny.

The two chatted for a while, and Padu also learned about Grace's situation.

"Hmm, a plaque? Actually, just leave this kind of thing to me."

Paddo patted her chest and took the responsibility.

As a well-known scrap king in Huanghun Street, making a plaque was not a difficult task for her.

"Tell me the address and I'll send the plaque to you tomorrow... What should be written on it?"

"Just write - Gray Xiu's Studio, that's all."

Gresh didn't give herself any complicated names.

That's good, simple and easy to understand.

……

With the fruits and snacks that Grace brought back, the studio looked a lot richer.

And a second guest arrived.

A girl with long straight pink hair, wearing ordinary sportswear.

Carrying a guitar.

But the whole person is a little weird.

He just looks very stiff, like a zombie sitting on the chair with his eyes fixed straight ahead.

"Um, are you okay?"

As Gray Xiu spoke, she handed a bottle of Pulse to the other person.

"fine!"

As if some switch had been activated, the girl finally seemed to come back to her senses.

"So you are the boss of this studio. I was so scared. I thought you were that kind of... a master painter with a strong aura and a unique style, like Van Gogh or Picasso... I didn't understand anything and I didn't dare to say anything, for fear of making a mistake as soon as I opened my mouth..."

Pinky seemed to have put his worries aside and suddenly became very talkative.

In other words, Grayshue, who was like a blank sheet of paper, did not have any conditions that could trigger her social phobia.

"Hello, my name is Ichiri Goto, and as you can see, I'm a guitarist."

“Then you must be very good at playing.”

Gray practiced Buddhism.

She could hear the confidence that Goto Ichiri couldn't conceal when he talked about the guitar.

But to say that it is confidence is not quite accurate.

It is equivalent to a person having an outstanding skill and feeling his own value because of it.

"It's okay. I'm Guitar Yingying on the Internet... ahem."

Goto Ichiri suddenly started coughing non-stop.

This gave Grace a fright.

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

Goto Ichiri quickly took a few sips of the Pulse and suppressed it.

There was no way, the name was too embarrassing and she couldn't say it at all.

"Let me play a song for you..."

Goto Ichiri began to hide his embarrassment with actions.

The strings of the zither passed between the girl's fingers.

The smooth melody flows as smoothly as a stream.

……

Goto Ichiri felt that he had never been in such a good condition.

Facing Grayshu.

There is absolutely no feeling of social phobia.

As she played, she even had the illusion that Grace was another herself.

She is playing the piano for herself.

The song is over.

Goto Ichiri let out a long breath.

It seems that playing in front of others is not that difficult?

"Sister Yili, you play beautifully."

Grayshu praised.

"Guitarist, he has a band, right?"

"Yes, yes..." Goto Ichiri remembered that he seemed to have been conscripted into the army just now.

"When is the band performing?"

"It seems to have appeared in the evening..."

"come on!"

Grace shook the paintbrush.

"I will draw my sister's heroic figure!"

"?!"

Chapter 3: What did you ask me to draw when you got into the box?

"That's not necessary!"

Goto Ichiri screamed, then grabbed the guitar and stepped back with stiff limbs.

"…Strange guest."

Grace shook her head.

"If I want to paint for you, I need to know you in depth. Otherwise, I won't have enough 'paint' to paint a finished product."

She became interested in Goto Ichiri.

"Can you tell me about yourself?"

"Ah, my name is Goto Ichiri, and I'm a freshman at Xiuhua High School!"1

"and then?"

"..."

"..."

An awkward atmosphere permeated the studio.

But little Grace didn't feel embarrassed.

This results in only one person being embarrassed.

(Ah, what should I do? There is really nothing much to say. My life is ordinary, there is nothing outstanding about it, there are no activities, and I have always been alone...)

Goto Ichiri's expression became noticeably depressed, and he kept mumbling.

Grace didn't bother her.

I just listened to her quietly as she lost many opportunities due to her lack of courage when she was young, and she became a lonely child without realizing it.

When going on an outing, you can only exchange food with your teacher.

Did not join any society.