Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

Do you think you don't have enough trouble? And I'm still handsome enough. I want to be even more handsome. Can't you get some strength, intelligence and physical strength, or even luck?

However, Oreki Ken did not have high expectations at first for this sign-in system that did not require completing anything and only required surviving until the next week to get free rewards.

If you can draw something really awesome, you don’t have to do any quests or follow any strategies. You can just lie low every day and wait to automatically turn into a superman and come out.

Even if there is an awesome reward, the probability is estimated to be quite small.

As for whether he could draw attribute values ​​and then infinitely strengthen his three dimensions to become an ultimate numerical monster... Oreki Gen thought it was difficult.

After all, in this case, there would be no difficulty in this book world. As long as you drag it out, you will be invincible.

I guess the things you draw the most are probably luck, charm, or even desire value, which are of no use and will only cause you more and more trouble.

As expected, even a handsome man like Sakura can only survive by relying on his own efforts.

Oreki Xian got out of bed and washed up as usual.

I looked in the mirror and found that I had become more handsome. Sigh, if I continue like this, I will become the public enemy of all men in the world.

Today was also destined to be a special day, because the test was over and the time promised to Sakuraba Mitsuki had arrived. Oreki Gen did not delay any longer, and before he almost exhausted the other party's patience, he set the time for this afternoon, the same time as last time, and of course the same place.

The studio in Sakuraba Mizuki's home.

After all, after the conditions for cooperation were reached, it would be more dangerous to place him in other places. At least Oreki Gen didn't want to be in the news for some strange deeds.

Topics like perverted play in coffee shops.

What a shock, the miserable state of the room after a couple left the hotel!

I went for a run in the morning. I didn't run into Kikyo Satomi during the day. Maybe it was the weekend, and this mature and charming OL was resting at home and having a rare late sleep.

After coming back, Oreki Gen took a bath.

I calmly made myself a meal at noon, which was just a simple fried rice.

After finishing his meal and looking at his phone for a while, there was nothing else to do, so Oreki Xian packed up his things and went out.

Today's outfit is very ordinary, with jeans and a lazy-style T-shirt that looks quite loose and has a long hem.

The neckline is slightly open, not a traditional round neck or V-neck, but a design that exposes the shoulders like a girl's.

According to Oreki Gen's aesthetic, he would not wear such clothes. Well... this was bought for him by his sister Oreki Sakura some time ago. She said that this was the latest trend and that her figure was very suitable for it.

Oreki Gen didn't know if this could be considered a trend, but there was no doubt that he was a human-shaped clothes hanger and the most perfect model.

No matter what kind of clothes or style, you can easily control it and create your own style.

The boy carrying a canvas bag today is completely Japanese style.

Sneakers and jeans, my name is Oreki, remember that.

The young man, with his veined neck and fair, bony collarbone exposed, was standing at the station waiting for the bus and attracted hidden gazes.

Even on the bus, a teenager holding the handrail can see out of the corner of his eye that some girls are secretly taking pictures of themselves with their mobile phones.

He didn't mind it too much. After all, being handsome is an art, and art is meant to be shared.

Finally arrived at the familiar Golden Zone.

This time you don’t have to look for a map hard, it’s easy to find Sakuraba Mitsuki’s iconic home.

It is still the same, magnificent and looks like a modern manor.

Oreki knocked on the door.

The door opened not long after, and a familiar face appeared, the pretty girl I saw last time.

“Oreki-nii-san? Humph!”

Yui Shinkai, who looked more youthful and immature, did not wear the kimono that she wore last time.

Instead, she simply wore denim shorts, a pair of white slippers, and a pink T-shirt tucked into the denim shorts.

There is no way a girl of this age can talk about any development issues. At least it seems that she can't catch up with the proud curves of Sakuraba Mizuki.

But the girl's advantage lies in her youthful beauty and pure temperament. Her exposed white legs are no longer just reflecting luster, it seems that they can glow by themselves.

Oreki Gen looked at Shinkai Yui with amusement.

"What's wrong, Yui-chan?"

Yui Shinkai glared at Oreki Gen with dissatisfaction.

“Last time, it was because of Oreki-nii that my game console was confiscated!”

It seems that Sakuraba Mitsuki really keeps his word and is so harsh to his relatives.

Oreki Gen shrugged helplessly.

"If you don't blame your sister, there's no point in blaming me."

Yui Shinkai stomped her feet in annoyance.

“It’s because Oreki-nii didn’t tell me last time and I’ve been listening! Wow, do you know how I’ve been living these past few weeks? You don’t know at all! You don’t even care!!”

That’s right, Oreki Genji really didn’t know, and guess what, he really didn’t care.

But she is a cute girl after all, and she is a character with whom I don’t have much interaction in the original work, and I don’t even know her existence.

There was no deliberate aversion, Oreki Gen smiled and patted the other person's head.

"Okay, okay, I'll try to talk to your sister today and ask her to return the game console to you, okay?"

Yui Shinkai opened her eyes wide and looked at Oreki Gen in surprise.

"Really!"

Oreki asked with a smile.

"Do you still hate me?"

“Of course I don’t hate him! How could I hate him when he’s so handsome! Come in, Oreki-san. I’ve been waiting for you for a long time~”

Children's emotions are so simple, they suddenly became excited again.

When Oreki Gen was brought to the familiar door of the studio, it seemed that there were no servants in the entire huge courtyard. Perhaps Sakuraba Mitsuki asked the nanny to clean up early or something, which was in line with the style of this girl.

“Oreki-nii, remember what you promised me!”

Yui Shinkai looked at Oreki Gen nervously.

Oreki Xian smiled and nodded.

The girl suppressed her joy and left, but Oreki Gen still maintained basic courtesy.

He knocked on the studio door.

It was very quiet inside, so quiet that no one could hear breathing, as if there was no one there.

But soon a familiar voice was heard.

"Come in."

Oreki Xian pushed the door open and walked in.

Then he raised his head and looked inside. Before he closed the door, the boy almost suffocated.

He stood in the doorway as if petrified.

Don't get me wrong, it's not time paused.

But he saw everything clearly inside. There was only one person inside, and that was Sakuraba Mitsuki.

With just one glance, Oreki Gen seemed to be under a spell of immobilization.

It’s not because Sakuraba Mitsuki activated her ability, but because she possesses such magic power at this moment.

Her dress was neither exaggerated nor flashy.

A black suspender skirt and pure white, semi-transparent over-the-knee socks.

Her long hair was tied up slightly at the back of her head.

She turned her head with a cold face and looked straight at Oreki Gen.

Her face, without too much makeup, was so delicate that there were no flaws to be found. Her eyes were so deep and seemed to contain a radiant light, which gave her the charming feeling that only an elf could have.

The suspender skirt reveals smooth shoulders.

The white ravine below the collarbone and the snow-white hemisphere that is almost about to burst out.

Even with absolute clarity of mind.

Oreki Gen couldn't deny that he was absolutely mesmerized at this moment.

She is cool yet beautiful.

Simple, yet extremely noble.

Looking at the boy's slightly dull gaze, Sakuraba Kentsuki raised her head slightly, making the curve of her slender neck more graceful, and the perfectly curved jawline seemed like a work of art.

She didn't smile, but she was charming.

"This is probably the expression a farmer's kid would have when he sees a princess for the first time."

Facing Sakuraba Mitsuki, it seems not wrong to say that he is a farmer's child.

And she really does look like a noble princess.

Just...Princess.

You feel so burned.

(I changed a few details a little bit earlier, it was indeed a bit inconsiderate, 100,000 is still too little, I changed it to 50! But not many people are reading it recently, is there no one? If there is no one, I won’t update twice a week, hum!)

56:Dependence or overthrow?

Sakuraba Mitsuki doesn't look like an artist at all.

Because her existence itself is like a work of art.

Her greatest obsession with art is probably to divide a boy named Oreki Genji into ninety-nine pieces and then put them together seamlessly.

Thinking of this, Oreki Gen was able to calm down a little.

Whenever such beautiful scenery tried to overwhelm his heart and make him bow down to such beauty and willingly prostrate himself at their feet, he would try hard to recall the famous scenes in the book several times.

Strengthen the seal and continue fighting!

"I am indeed a farmer's child, there is no denying that."

Oreki Gen smiled without any hesitation.

Sakuraba Mitsuki's eyes gently swept across the other person's face. The boy was very handsome, and every frame was pleasing to the eyes.

The clothes he wore today were simple, and the colors were minimal, but there seemed to be something different on him. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but Sakuraba Mitsuki felt that he seemed to look better than he did on the rooftop a few days ago.

I really want to put different clothes on this boy, see his different styles, draw him in different looks, and make them into paintings that cannot be replicated under my pen.

Just belong to yourself.

For a moment, this thought seemed to become stronger.

　 "I don't care whose child you are, I only care if you are ready."

Sakuraba Jianyue turned his head away and looked at his easel.

Oreki Gen didn't answer directly immediately, but asked back.

"Can I see what you drew last time?"

"What do you want to do?"

Sakuraba Jianyue raised an eyebrow.

Oreki Gen shrugged.

"Nothing, I'm just curious about how you would draw me in your painting. Don't worry, I have no intention of judging your painting skills."

"It doesn't matter if you comment, it's here."

Sakuraba Mitsuki snorted coldly and handed a large tablet to Oreki Gen.