Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

After the great professor's treatment, Sarah regained her body, although it was not completely healthy.

But at least this body allows her to grow up normally and move freely.

It was because of this that she incurred a huge debt and had to start selling her paintings and working for "Rebellion" for free.

"Obviously, you've been tricked."

Haramura Makoto raised his eyebrows.

He also had a general understanding of Sarah's information and knew what kind of status this woman held in the oil painting world.

Let’s put it this way, there’s nothing wrong with saying that she is a living Leonardo da Vinci.

Each of her paintings can be worth eight figures in US dollars.

Sarah has provided so many paintings to Rebellion over the years that even the most expensive medical bills should have been paid off long ago.

It is obvious that "Rebellion" does not want to let go of Sarah, the goose that lays eggs.

"For me, it doesn't matter. As long as I can complete my father's painting and fill in the blank space in the painting, that's enough."

Having said that, Sarah stood up and reached out to unzip her back.

Revealing the painting that occupied an entire wall.

Makoto Haramura could see that there were traces of many modifications in the blank space.

Perhaps Sarah had revised the painting countless times in private, but none of them satisfied her.

"So you found the Messiah's qualities in me?"

The topic has come to this point, and to be honest, Haramura Makoto has also become somewhat interested.

He had no idea what similarities he had with the great good man, the Son of God in the Bible.

The blank position of Sarah's father is the position of the Messiah, so she needs Makoto Haramura to be his nude model.

"Yes."

This time, Haramura Makoto was truly silent.

There were many things he didn't understand.

I don’t understand why Sarah cares so much about her irresponsible father. I don’t know what the point of Sarah doing this is.

But the determination in her eyes is genuine.

The persistence in her eyes also had proper reasons.

There was no way he could just refuse it outright.

Haramura Makoto's eyes shook, as if some emotion was brewing in his pupils.

"Your models must be naked?"

"Can't I wear clothes?"

Sarah's eyes suddenly lit up, and this time her pupils seemed to be filled with starlight and brilliance.

"Could it be that?"

Haramura Makoto nodded slightly.

"If you are wearing clothes, I can be your model. I really don't have the habit of painting naked for others."

"If you can accept it, accept it. If you can't accept it, forget it."

Chapter 139 Stay Here

"No, you know, the way the Messiah dresses."

"If I'm not naked, I can't put it into practice..."

Sarah scratched her hair in distress. She was an absolute perfectionist.

It was precisely because she pursued perfection that she did not allow herself to paint defective works on her father's relics.

"No."

Haramura Makoto drooped his eyelids and refused mercilessly.

"Really, no room for negotiation?"

Sarah asked, still unwilling to give up.

"Absolutely not. If you say anything more, I'll leave."

"Anyway, you've already lost according to the bet, so there's no need for me to agree to your terms."

This time, Haramura Makoto's tone was filled with impatience.

"Well……"

Makoto Haramura's stern rejection tone made Sarah realize that she had absolutely no chance.

She didn't dare to continue pestering him. After all, if she did, Haramura Makoto would most likely not even let her paint.

But then, as if she suddenly thought of something, her eyes began to roll around.

"In that case, it's okay to wear a swimsuit."

"Swimsuits are also clothes. It's okay to wear a swimsuit."

What a great idea!

Even she herself couldn't help but be impressed by her sudden sophistry.

That’s right, a swimsuit is a piece of clothing, but saying it’s clothing doesn’t say how many pieces you should wear.

Although we can't see the whole naked body, but if we can see the half naked body, it's almost the same.

After all, the Messiah also needs a white cloth to cover his lower body.

As long as I secretly choose a pair of white swimming trunks for him, I should be able to achieve the effect I want.

"what……"

Haramura Makoto sighed deeply, with a hint of helplessness in the corners of his eyes.

"It doesn't matter. After the game, I decided to take Stella and the others out for some fun."

"You can paint however you want when the time comes."

This was something that had already been decided.

He had already decided to take Stella and the others out to play, and then confess his own affairs.

After all, he had prepared everything he needed.

As long as he waits until the day after tomorrow, he will reveal everything.

"Yes."

Excited, uncontrollable excitement.

If she hadn't been trying hard to restrain herself, Sarah felt like she was about to jump up and scream.

Similarly, Haramura Makoto also stood up.

"Also, you don't have to worry about the 'Rebellion'."

"I will help you deal with the contract between you and them."

If it was before the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival, Haramura Makoto might not have had any solution.

But now that he has awakened his true power, he now has room to negotiate with this organization.

What's more, Sarah had already paid off her debts, and they had no reason to restrain her anymore.

Haramura Makoto walked out of the room directly.

The stupid master and servant duo still stood guarding the door and did not leave. From this point of view, their feelings for Sarah were indeed very deep.

"If you're worried, just go in. I've said everything I need to say."

……

Four days later in the morning, the orange sunlight penetrated the sea surface, spreading the bustling sunshine to all directions of the coastal city, and gradually drove away the shadows and darkness that shrouded the city at night.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sunlight penetrates the glass and pours light and heat into the room.

Stella got up from the bed in a daze, only to find that the person who should have been asleep next to her was gone.

"Makoto?"

"Are you up? If you are, get dressed and come here. I have already bought breakfast."

Following Stella's voice, Haramura Makoto's voice rang out.

"We clearly agreed that I would go buy breakfast this morning."

"You have an important game at eight in the morning."

Stella quickly got up from the bed, put on her underwear, and hurriedly put on her clothes.

"It's okay. I got enough rest last night."

“Now my spirits are more abundant than ever before.”

Haramura Makoto blinked his eyes, but Stella's face suddenly turned red.

"What did you say!"

"Eat quickly, we still have to go out after we finish eating."

Stella quickly buried her face in her breakfast to hide her inner embarrassment.

The two of them quickly walked out of the room.

Just as Stella said, the competition will be held very early, starting at eight in the morning, and they have to go to the venue now to be ready.

After arriving at the competition venue, Haramura Makoto and Stella also separated.

Now that Stella is no longer a contestant, she cannot go to the contestant waiting room, so Makoto Haramura can only go there by himself.

Stella came to the audience alone, which was the viewing area for students from Pojun Academy.

There is still an hour left before the game starts.

It was only seven o'clock in the morning, but the auditorium was already full of spectators. There were even spectators standing in the aisles waiting for the game to begin.

"It's really lively."

Stella couldn't help but smack her lips.

The level of excitement was far beyond her imagination.

"Of course, this is the final."

"After so many days of fierce fighting, everyone has been looking forward to this year's Seven Star Sword Dance Festival."

“Everyone wants to know what the ending is.”

Dongtang Daohua pushed his glasses and said softly.

What she said just now was not only about the audience, but also about herself. She was also looking forward to the outcome of this game.

"Everyone is here already."

Stella looked in the direction of Dongtang Daohua.

Rabbit play Renlian, Miba Bubble, Ruijo Rai, Kurogane Jushizuku, Arisuin Nagi, Ayatsuji Kise, Kusakabe Kagami, Oreki Sensei...

All the students who had a good relationship with them, even those who were not at the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival at the beginning, had already come to the final venue yesterday.

As for the two teachers, Shinguji Kurono and Saikyo Ningyin, they had already left the field and were standing on the competition stage.

Serving as a referee, waiting for the game to begin.

"Of course."

"I have to come and watch this kind of competition even if I have to drag my sick body."

“No, no, no, if it’s so serious, please go to the hospital immediately, Mr. Oreki.”

Instantly, there was a buzz of discussion in the audience.