Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

After Kikyo Satomi got the things, it seemed that she should just turn around and leave, but she paused.

"correct."

"Ok?"

Oreki Gen quickly became alert.

I saw the other person looking at me hesitantly.

"It's so late, you probably haven't eaten yet? Do you want to come to my place after work to eat something? Anyway, I eat alone and often can't finish my food."

A familiar conversation occurred. Yesterday she also tried to invite me to her house for dinner... It's understandable once, but after the second time, I should take these things seriously, right?

　Although Oreki Gen had indeed not eaten, he said this with a smile.

"No, I've already had dinner. Thank you, Miss Kikyo."

Kikyo Satomi nodded with a hint of regret.

"Well then, Oreki-kun, go home and be safe."

"You too, Miss Kikyo."

Kikyo Satomi finally left, and Oreki Ken breathed a sigh of relief. The air in front of him seemed to still have the faint scent of her perfume.

This kind of contact is normal, but what will happen if the other party knows that I work here? It seems that I should prepare to change my working place, as far away from home as possible.

Oreki Gen had already made his plans and was quietly waiting for the end of get off work.

until--

"Ding dong~"

A familiar voice rang out, coming from his cell phone.

With a bad feeling, Oreki opened his phone and saw the text message.

[Oreki-kun~ look at me... look at me, I am trembling because of you now, look, look~~~! ]

12: For art!

???

What the hell is this? What's the weird content?

It sounded strange, but the name Oreki-kun... sounded familiar, and it reminded him of Kikyo Satomi who had just left. Could it be...

On the way back, Oreki Gen was very careful, for fear of running into Kikyo Rimi.

Fortunately, Oreki Gen returned home safely.

There was no situation where Kikyo Rimi showed up at the door at the time when she got off work, and the doorbell did not ring. It seemed that everything was still under control and very normal. Even Oreki Genji checked his room.

Oreki Gen felt relieved, took a shower, then lay down on the bed to shake off his fatigue.

After studying the phone for a while, I found that as long as I read the text message, it would disappear without a trace in my phone.

Not to mention researching who the contact person is.

This text message seems like a prediction, but also like a screenwriter arranging the plot, leaving people confused.

What’s more important is that I tried to explore using the system in my mind, but there was no response or clues.

Could it be that this message is not part of the system? But something outside the system?

He was confused and prepared to go to bed.

Just as he closed his eyes, he suddenly heard some strange noises.

"Um..."

"call..."

"Uh uh..."

The sound sounded like a human voice. Oreki Xian explored it subconsciously and found that the sound actually came from behind the wall of his bedroom, which was next door.

And next door is Kikyo Rimi... The sound is intermittent and not very clear. It seems that the soundproofing is not complete.

What is she doing? It's a strange sound, not like she's doing anything normal.

At this time, Oreki Xian remembered the ability he had gained today: perspective.

But the terrible thing is that he has already used it today, and obviously he doesn't have the ability to use it again...

What should he do? At this moment, Oreki Xian suddenly heard a sound almost touching the wall.

"Hmm~~~~"

“Huh…Huh…Ah~~~”

The sound became clearer and clearer, as if the person next door was already sticking to the wall!

It seemed that the wall on my side was getting closer and closer, until I could clearly hear those words...

“Oreki-kun~ look at me… look at me, I’m trembling because of you right now, look, look~~~!”

What is she doing? Could it be...

"Ah woo..."

Oreki Gen got up from the bed and looked at the sunlight outside the window. He looked tired and his hair was messy.

There was no way. Who could have a good sleep after hearing that kind of noise through the wall? I was just thankful that I didn't stand upright all night.

It seems that perspective cannot be used casually, but at least it can help you know exactly what the other person is doing.

Although Oreki Gen had a vague premonition, he was not sure. It seemed that he would have to wait until the next suitable opportunity to use it... ahem, he didn't have any bad ideas.

It is purely to determine the environment around me and my actual situation!

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

Well, that's right.

-

weekend.

The speeding wheels stirred up water on the roadside, and the sound of wind chimes rang softly.

The white cat basking in the sun in the coffee shop window has gem-like clear eyes and a round face.

Oreki Gen likes to take a look at this coffee shop whenever he passes by. It is also a popular cat near the school, even more popular than many beautiful girls.

Oreki Xian smiled and saw that it noticed him, then he yawned lazily and continued to lie down. His round body had no desire to turn over.

"Yes, club activities, thank you."

Oreki Gen entered the school easily. He seemed to have never seen such a quiet campus before. It was so quiet that only the sound of falling leaves could be heard.

The teaching building was not very familiar to him. Since he did not join any clubs, he had naturally never entered this building which was full of club classrooms.

402——

crunch--

Pushed open the not-so-heavy door.

In the brightly lit classroom, the first thing that catches your eye is the golden light spreading across the floor.

And that incredible figure.

Near the blackboard is a drawing board, and she is holding the paint board.

"Are you here? You're on time."

Sakuraba Mitsuki was there, wearing the familiar school uniform. The black calf socks that didn't go over the knee might look a little strange on other girls, but she was the perfect candidate among millions.

Under the pleated skirt, there are long and delicate legs and the skin is shining.

The girl who said this looked at her own painting. Although she didn't look very closely, Oreki Gen recognized it at the first sight. The painting showed a blurry image of herself.

But my facial features haven’t been clearly drawn yet, and now there are only blurry lines.

"Well, handsome guys in Sakura are always more punctual."

Sakuraba Mitsuki pursed her lips, and it was obvious that she didn't like such a narcissistic statement. Of course, this was also part of Oreki's plan.

If you can make the other party feel that you are in a lower position, it may be a good strategy.

Sakuraba Jianyue didn't say anything. Oreki Xian stood not far behind her, looking at her soft long hair from the back of her head to her waist. It was very long and dense, and it probably didn't come easily.

"Is that me?"

He asked softly.

Sakuraba Jianyue frowned and said, "Well...but I don't have any feeling and can't draw it completely."

Feeling is what this kind of people care about most. They speak very logically, but usually have no evidence.

However, Oreki Gen understood what the girl meant: "Is this why Sakuraba-san asked me to come here?"

There was an exquisite and beautiful bag next to the easel. I didn’t know what was inside, but it was impossible for there to be books in it on this weekend.

Sakuraba Mitsuki slowly stopped writing. Oreki Gen behind him could clearly see that there were dense beads of sweat on the white skin behind his neck that was not covered by his long hair.

The weather is indeed getting hotter.

She turned around and finally looked directly at Oreki Gen. Even though he had met her once, Oreki Gen was still shocked by this girl with an extraordinary background.

The breathtaking beauty seems to take root in the heart at first sight, like planting a seed that will thrive.

She sat in front of Oreki Gen, with her hands on her pleated skirt.

"Yes, sometimes inspiration needs to be face to face. Imagination alone cannot solve everything."

She seems to have a unique perspective on her hobbies.

"So what is Sakuraba-san going to do?"

Oreki Gen doesn't rely on too much luck or meaningless entanglements.

After confirming the situation, Oreki Gen already understood his strategy. He knew that his every move would affect his final fate, so he was naturally cautious.

But looking ahead and looking behind is just a form of indecision.

So the answer is simple.

Make choices carefully and implement them decisively, this is the character of Sakura Mikoto.

However, Sakuraba Mitsuki's gaze was not soft. On the contrary, it always revealed a sense of indifference and determination.

She pointed to the chair opposite.

"Sit there for a while. You are mine until I finish painting you."

Oreki Gen didn't agree directly, but asked calmly.

"I can sit there and wait for you to finish, and I can even cooperate with you to a certain extent. But you can't touch my body."

Although he said this like a chaste heroine, Oreki Gen knew clearly why he had such a request.

He also thought that Sakuraba Mitsuki might disagree, but he didn't expect that she would hardly give it a thought.

"No."

Oreki frowned: "You mean you will touch me, but I'm just your model, why do you want to touch me?"

Isn't the purpose too simple?

Sakuraba Jianyue raised his head slightly, as if it was a matter of course and very confident.

“For art.”

God damn it's for art! You're a pervert!

13: It’s you!