Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

Some of them are surprisingly good looking.

"Getting up so early to paint? Is this what a diligent painter is like?"

Oreki Genji smiled and joked. From this angle, you can't see what the other person is drawing, but he seems to be quite serious.

Sakuraba Mitsuki looked up and saw Oreki Gen.

"It's nothing, it's just a habit. I draw something every morning on weekends. It makes me calmer."

"Do you still have moments of restlessness?"

Oreki asked curiously.

Sakuraba Jianyue smiled casually.

"Of course, don't you also have times when you feel guilty and afraid?"

Oreki Gen coughed awkwardly.

"But what are you drawing? It's not those things again, is it?"

Sakuraba Mitsuki's hands did not stop moving, he continued to draw and talk.

"I just thought of an interesting picture, so I started drawing it."

"Really? How interesting! Let me see."

Oreki Xian walked around and stood next to the beautiful girl who was surrounded by fragrance, and then saw the contents on the drawing paper.

The picture is very simple and has not been colored yet, but you can already see the content and some details clearly.

A man and a woman knelt on the ground and hugged each other.

It looks quite touching, but...why are the two people holding knives from behind and even stabbing each other in the back?

Oreki Gen's face suddenly became a little stiff, and he turned his head to look at Sakuraba Mitsuki.

"What does this... mean?"

Sakuraba Mitsuki looked at Oreki Gen with a charming smile.

"I thought we understood each other, loved each other, and comforted each other, but it turns out we were also the ones who hurt each other. Isn't that interesting? Loving and hating each other... Very interesting, right?"

Is it really interesting?

The key point is that the man in this painting looks like himself.

As for the girl... she doesn't look like Sakuraba Mizuki, but more like Asagiri Soryu...

What on earth does she want to do...?

37: Do you want to drink? (Additional chapter 10!)

Sakuraba Mizuki's painting skills are quite good.

Just because she is a rich girl, we cannot be prejudiced and think that she has no special skills other than money.

On the contrary, with ample funds and time, she can freely access too many things and cultivate her interests with the best conditions.

So in Oreki Ken's opinion, her painting skills are really high, and her works published anonymously on the Internet have also been praised by many people.

So if she wanted to, she could easily let people see what she was painting, and if there was a comparison, who she was painting.

Oreki Gen had a growing sense of déjà vu about the two figures on the drawing paper, and he even had to admit that there was a high probability that they were himself and Asagiri Ran.

So why did the other person draw this? Was it a dream or was it just a simple preview?

It's shocking to look at.

Sakuraba Mitsuki looked at Oreki Gen with a smile, as if he was examining the expression on the boy's face, expecting to see some particularly surprised expression.

Oreki Gen's expression was normal, even though his heart was filled with turmoil.

"How about it?"

Oreki Gen looked at Sakuraba Mitsuki calmly and even smiled.

"It's good, but it's a bit too cruel. I don't really like such a sadistic plot."

Sakuraba Jianyue's eyes moved and he stopped writing.

"Really? Then what do you like?"

Oreki Gen thought about it for a moment.

"Just a simple daily life. I think daily life is the most challenging. Just like our lives, there are many unexpected things, so some thrills and some twists are normal. But to live a normal daily life well, peacefully, sweetly and warmly, is the biggest test."

Looking at the boy's beautiful smile, Sakuraba Mizuki slowly stood up.

Through the black stockings with letters on them, you can vaguely see her fair flesh underneath.

The girl has a good proportion and beautiful legs, and she looks taller when wearing Martin boots.

That kind of noble and imposing aura is even more obvious, and it gives people endless pressure even without saying a word.

"When will they arrive?"

Sakuraba Mizuki did not respond to Oreki Gen's words, but casually changed the subject.

Oreki Gen thought for a moment and said.

"It should still be early. It's not even noon yet. It should be at least one or two o'clock."

Sakuraba Jianyue nodded, then looked at the other party curiously.

"Didn't you remind someone that it's better not to come over?"

Oreki Gen immediately widened his eyes and said in pretended surprise.

"How is it possible? Why would you do such a thing? This is not a dangerous place."

Sakuraba Mizuki's smile became even brighter.

"You're so good, but you're also really brave."

After she said this, she turned around with an inexplicable smile and walked towards the door of the studio.

"What are you going to do now?"

Oreki Gen asked, looking at the other person's back.

Sakuraba Mitsuki opened the door of the studio and the sunlight fell on the girl.

It looks like her whole body is shining. Of course, Oreki Gen sincerely hopes that her personality is as beautiful as this picture.

But this seems to be a hopeless expectation.

It is a wish that may never come true even if a meteor flies from the earth into the universe.

"Prepare for lunch this afternoon, they will be here soon."

Oreki Gen was stunned.

"What do you mean?"

Sakuraba Mizuki said with a smile.

"I've already told them to come for lunch, you prepare it."

"Shall I come?"

The other party seemed to have bypassed me and asked the two girls to come over early... This is nothing, but what does it mean to ask me to prepare this lunch?

Did she think the barbecue she made last time was so delicious, or did she have some other purpose?

If there were other purposes, she shouldn't have sent herself, but she should have prepared people. Was this to show that she had no intention of using any despicable tricks?

Oreki Gen was a little confused about the other party's actions.

Sakuraba Mizuki said with a smile.

"Then you are safe to let me come?"

"Forget it. It's not that I'm worried, but you're a delicate young lady, and I can't bear to let you be corroded by the fumes."

Sakuraba Jianyue smiled, obviously used to the sweet words that came out of the boy's mouth.

"correct."

When the two of them walked out of the studio and came to the brighter corridor, Sakuraba Mitsuki suddenly spoke.

"what?"

Oreki Gen turned his head and saw Sakuraba Mitsuki looking ahead without any special expression.

"Do you know what the last meal means?"

"...The last meal?"

Oreki Gen looked at the other person with a slight twitch in the corner of his eye.

Aren't you going to prepare your own last meal?

When Sakuraba Jianyue saw the moon, she suddenly smiled brightly, as if the whole world was blooming with beauty because of her.

"I don't know what it means, just asking."

"alright."

You'd better not know.

Oreki Gen is not that stupid. Is this girl addicted to putting pressure on herself? Is it really that fun?

I'm almost breaking out in a cold sweat.

The kitchen in Sakuraba Mizuki's house is very spacious, incredibly large, and equipped with all kinds of tools.

Whether it is a charcoal stove, a barbecue grill, or an oven, there is everything, which seems to allow a person to cook any dish in it.

For a chef, this may be paradise, not to mention the wide variety of ingredients, from various fresh fish, shrimps and crabs, to vegetables and pork, beef and mutton.

It seems to have everything, enough for a good chef to fully display his talents...and so on.

I'm not a chef, why am I so excited? Could it be that this skill is also affecting me in some way?

"Wouldn't it be a bit tiring to be alone? Do you need help?"

Sakuraba Mitsuki seemed to be rarely concerned about the boy's condition.

Oreki Gen shook his head and looked at the time.

"There are still about two hours until noon, which is plenty of time. Leave it to me, and you can go take a rest. There might be a lot of smoke later, so make sure it doesn't get on you."

Sakuraba Mizuki asked with a frown.

"What kind of dish are you going to make? It's so smoky."

Oreki Gen smiled and spoke in a mysterious tone.

"It would be pointless to tell you first. Don't worry, I won't let you down."

Sakuraba Jianyue raised his head slightly.

"I'm going to take a break. Call me when you're done. You better not let me down. I hate being let down."

"go Go."

Sakuraba Jianyue left.

Oreki Gen put away her smile. Everything so far was normal. The other party even asked her to cook, which seemed to completely eliminate the possibility of her taking advantage of the opportunity to do something bad.

But the more this happened, the more unusual it seemed to Oreki Gen.

It’s not that she doesn’t have good intentions occasionally, but the person who is about to arrive is not someone she wants to see. How could it come to this?

Oreki Gen shook his head.

We can only follow the original policy: when water comes, we will block it; when water comes, we will cover it with earth.

He rolled up his sleeves.

Do the things in front of you first!

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