The difficulty instantly changed from normal to hell level.
But I'm sorry.
This is the most energy efficient solution.
Therefore, if he were to deal with it, he would choose to change the world around Takari.
However, let's start by changing her reputation first.
"Because of her good looks, coupled with her lack of toughness in character, she is even a little cowardly."
Classmate Oreki said, "And then he is autistic."
"Then, even my health wasn't very good."
Classmate Oreki is counting the problems that Takari has.
And this made Takari's cheeks redder and redder the more he listened.
"Do I... have so many problems?" She said embarrassedly. "And talking about my body..."
"Although your fingers are red and have crescent moons, and you look healthy, you actually have a taste disorder," classmate Oreki added.
"!!"
Takari was instantly surprised. "Why do you know such a thing..."
"I can tell by observation." Student Oreki acted very calmly. "When I saw you yesterday, you were drinking beer with chocolate."
"This is a very weird thing."
"Well..." Takari was stunned, "Sure enough, I'm very strange..."
"It's okay." Classmate Oreki said relaxedly, "I have met a lot of strange people. So don't pay too much attention to it. In your autistic state, it is very likely that you will feel impaired after being nervous, so you eat such a strange combination, because only these things can make you feel delicious."
As he said this, classmate Oreki had already propped up the drawing board. He took out the drawing board with his left hand and started to mix colors.
"Then... let's get started."
"Is there anything you like?" asked classmate Oreki.
"No, at most I like books." Takari said, "I like Man'yoshu."
"There is faint thunder, and the sky is hazy, but I hope the wind and rain come and can keep you here."
This is really a literary youth and a petty bourgeoisie.
That's why you are incompatible with this place.
While others are living, you are in Wenqing.
Oreki classmate has picked up the brush and painted a piece of blue on the drawing paper.
"Then I'll just draw it casually." said classmate Oreki.
But his movements are not random at all, they have a unique charm and beauty.
"This is..."
Watching classmate Oreki's movements, Takari couldn't help but gently tuck her black hair behind her ears.
She felt as if her mind was suddenly attracted at this moment.
"This is cheating... Oh no, it's a pretty advanced painting." said classmate Oreki. "You are lucky to be able to see all of this."
"Real painting is to convey thoughts."
"And real paintings can also speak."
"People like you who have psychological problems can be healed by looking at paintings. I call this method painting therapy."
"..."
Takari feels that classmate Oreki always says that she has inner problems, which is excessive, but she feels that she cannot refute it.
And she wants to say now that your attitude is very unlike that of a normal student.
But she felt that classmate Oreki was doing something very important, so she couldn't disturb him.
So he focused his attention on his painting.
Takari's eyes focused.
blue.
Deep blue.
The extremely deep blue spreads across the paper.
Very beautiful.
But classmate Oreki picked up a thin black paintbrush.
Started sketching.
The outline of the city appeared.
Her face appeared.
"This is..."
Takari watched the movements of classmate Oreki almost intently, but she reacted.
After realizing it, classmate Oreki wanted to draw her.
She was very surprised, but she quickly covered her lips.
"It's okay for you to speak," said classmate Oreki. "I won't be distracted by this."
As if to prove his words, while Oreki was talking, his hand movements became more skillful.
This is really awesome.
But Takari quickly pressed her lips to shut her up.
Just looking at the paintings of classmate Oreki.
Oreki's paintings are always like this. After a shocking color adjustment, what he wants to paint will soon appear.
It's that kind of thing where you can't pay attention for a second, and then you're shocked.
Then something came to mind - amazed at what she had just missed.
What did she miss?
Because he didn't notice it at all, he discovered that he had already done Matoba scenes that ordinary people couldn't do.
"Okay." Student Oreki took out a tissue and wiped the paint on his hands.
Although the plug-in is turned on, as long as you are a painter, your hands will easily get dirty without paying attention.
And the finished painting appears on the canvas.
It's a scene passing Matoba in a hurry.
It's Takari in the city, standing under the cherry blossom tree, reaching out his hand to catch the cherry blossoms Matoba scene.
She looked innocent and cute, but her overly beautiful face made her seem alive.
And this painting seems to capture her in a light and cheerful Matoba scene.
"Wait a little longer for the paint to dry." Student Oreki added.
"Then..."
Classmate Oreki said, "Take this painting and give it to Teacher Sojiro for appraisal. Just say..."
"This is something your boyfriend gave you."
"I want to frame it."
"Why, why do you say that?" Takari couldn't help but like this painting, but when he heard the words, he raised his eyes again.
Her heart became tangled.
Because of her good looks, she has actually been loved by not only the opposite sex but also the same sex since she was little.
Could it be that classmate Mitsuha has... that meaning?
"I probably... can't do it..." Takari said. "I..."
"I don't have that interest either." But classmate Oreki put the barrel of the paintbrush against her mouth.
"The reason why you say this is so that everyone who sees your painting will understand that the person who painted this painting is someone very close to you. If you say he is your boyfriend."
"Then how could you, with such an excellent boyfriend, hook up with an ordinary boy from the countryside? He's still a student."
"So the so-called decline in reputation will be self-defeating."
"The reason why I asked you to show the painting to Sojiro is because he is a painting enthusiast. If he sees such a painting, he will definitely not be able to bear it and can't wait to put it on display."
"But since we are preparing to put the paintings on display, I will paint a few more to support the scene."
Saying this, classmate Oreki set up the canvas again.
While he was speaking, the canvas had been repainted with color.
The speed is faster than before.
"Ah this"
Takari feels that he can no longer keep up with the speed of classmate Oreki.
And.
"Can an exhibition really change my reputation?"
"Of course." said classmate Oreki. "Do you think this kind of cheating... oh no, how much will my painting be worth."
As he said this, he continued to hold the brush.
"..." It was indeed too slow.
Oreki classmate finished drawing a painting again and then packed up the materials.
"There is no one in the art room right now, so let's go paint in the art room."
"Yeah." Takari just felt that the person in front of him was painted very well, and he felt like he was being healed.
And she hasn't noticed the seriousness of the matter yet.
Until.
Back to the studio.
I saw classmate Oreki standing alone in the middle, and then setting up a total of six easels.
I made three palettes.
Then he held six paintbrushes in his hand.
Before she could react, she had already started working on six paintings at a high speed.
"... This is..." She cried out in horror.
"Is this a tentacle monster?"
Hearing her murmur, classmate Oreki turned to look at her and said, "This is just a normal operation at the limit of the human body."
Wow!
Class is over.
And classmate Oreki also started washing his hands at the water faucet in the playground.
The paint on my hands is really difficult to wash off.
When she turned off the faucet, a lightly scented handkerchief was handed to her.
It was Takari who handed over her handkerchief.
And classmate Oreki didn't say thank you, because this is what it should be.