Chapter 605

"That's right! That's right!"

The other four huddled together, pouting and complaining about the two's special treatment.

One was the top student in the senior year, and the other was the top student in the freshman year. The aura emanating from the two of them instinctively made ordinary students feel disgusted.

"Looks like the two of us will have to stick together for warmth, Arisa- senpai~" Ogura Asahi sighed, putting his arm around her soft shoulder and closing the distance between them.

"Oh, oh..." She shrank back slightly, her easily embarrassed face blushing, but she didn't push him away.

It's rare for her to be so close to people other than her bandmates.

"Alright! Let's go back! Aren't you guys going back?"

Hi~!

"Let's go, let's go~"

Goodbye, Saaya!

"Goodbye."

"..."

After parting ways with the PPP members outside the shopping street, he returned to the Ten no Yashiro.

After meeting and chatting with several friends and residents in the apartment to discuss the situation for the next day, he returned to Esther's room.

I don't have much to do tonight, so I thought I'd come over and give her some pointers.

"Unqualified, unqualified, unqualified..."

After routinely dismissing her current "new style" design drafts as worthless, he threw a stack of scrap paper onto the table with a "thud."

"Alright, that's enough garbage. Give me your normal design drafts from the past few days." He beckoned to her, indicating that it was time to serve the main course.

As for why I put it last, it's simply to cleanse my eyes.

"Waaaaah~~~" Esther collapsed to the ground, tears welling in her eyes, while Duck slumped to the ground, utterly exhausted. "Really, isn't there a single one that's okay? I think I've improved a lot..."

Sakurakoji Talent shrugged. "Obviously, that's just your imagination."

"Reality is cruel. No matter what your reasons are for doing this, trash is trash."

Effort and talent can achieve many things, but even dreams are not all possible, even with his help.

If Esther's dream is to become a world-class designer, with her own talent and his help, the chances of achieving it are very high.

However, she made a request that was almost impossible to fulfill. Not only was it difficult, but it was also completely dishonest.

This dream, from its very inception, was about deceiving the world in exchange for fame and fortune.

This is not something to be encouraged.

Wanting to realize the dream of becoming London Twin Stars designers with her sister is wonderful, but now that the other has already forgotten about it, it's practically meaningless, isn't it?

"Is it really that bad...?" Esther Pig knelt on the ground, her devilish figure, as alluring as Ouka Mai's, displaying astonishing curves.

He crouched down, placed his hand on her shoulder, and smiled kindly, "Don't you know that too?"

"..."

"I won't discourage your ideas and wishes, but I still have to say that there are always some things in this world that one person cannot do."

Whether it's her desire to create two styles on her own, or her dream of reaching the top together with her twin sister.

"..."

He got up and went to the kitchen, where he began to make tea. "Let's take a break. I brought some snacks. Would you like some?"

Wow~ The best!

Esther shook off her earlier dejection and leaped to her feet, as if she hadn't just been the one harshly criticized.

A few minutes later, the two started a small tea party. While she ate with her usual boisterous and uncultured manners, he continued to look at the works she had been diligently working on at the apartment.

Compared to the previous lump, this one is much more pleasing to the eye. The lines are flowing, the style is light and airy, and the concept, color, and shape are all excellent. It is clearly a work with great potential and inspiration.

He graded each piece, writing annotations and suggestions for improvement beside them, and made some modifications and additions to the original work with other pens.

5 points, 10 points, 7 points, 8 points, 4 points...

Oh, this one's pretty good, 15 points.

Without a doubt, this is the evaluation standard based on a 100-point scale.

For those at the top of the industry, her talent is already quite good and deserves a serious score. The works of other ordinary people are not even worth 1 point.

Of course, that's true, but with her current skills, she could easily go out and work in a related field, open an online store or a physical store, participate in a link of the industry chain, and live a comfortable life or better.

At least she has the talent to compete for top prizes in various design competitions; she just needs to develop further.

"Mmm~ Mmm~ Mmm! Mmm!"

One bite after another, Esther channeled her grief and anger into her appetite, quickly devouring the tea and snacks on the coffee table, her expression indignant and resentful.

"You have a problem with me?" Sakurakoji Talent didn't even look up, continuing to wave the slender brush in his hand.

Esther's spirits lifted, and she straightened her back ramrod straight. "N-no, no desu!"

"That's good~ If there is one, I'll let you know who the master is tonight!"

"Huh? Master?" Esther looked completely confused. "What does that mean?"

Suddenly, she looked startled, curled up on the sofa, clutching her breasts, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably, and stammered in fear and shame, "No, no, no way! Even, even if it's Talent... I'm not ready! I don't want to do that!"

Sure enough, nighttime tutoring comes at a price!

Although receiving such private guidance would be well worth the price, even if it meant giving something in return... she didn't want to do that!

She wasn't one of those shameless, promiscuous aristocrats in London; she was also...

It's really embarrassing to admit, she's so old and she's never experienced anything like that...

While not to say she doesn't exist, she would definitely be considered a rare breed in Western social circles.

"Ah..." Sakurakoji Talent's right hand paused, realizing that the words he had blurted out just now came from a certain perspective.

Yes, their relationship is no longer that of master and servant.

Without a hint of melancholy or a sigh, he continued what he was doing, "It's nothing, I just misspoke, don't mind it."

He looked up, his eyes narrowed with a playful, mocking gaze as he stared at her, who resembled a helpless little rabbit. He licked his lips and said, "But if you want, it's not impossible~ After all, besides creating trash, your only redeeming qualities are your beauty and figure~"

If he were truly the kind of protagonist who only cares about physical attraction and not emotional connection, putting aside her, he would have absolutely no qualms about taking advantage of his twin sister, whom he could never empathize with or accept.

First X then X! First that then that!

We need to properly educate and correct Estelle's completely warped behavior!

"I'm full!" Esther suddenly sat up, stiffly walking towards the entrance. "I suddenly remembered, I still have something to discuss with Rumin-san..."

"Return."

"Hi!"

"..."

Chapter 547 Shizuka has long been mine

"Talent, you really haven't been going to school lately~"

After the design drawings were checked and the pattern and sewing inspection began, Esther suddenly remembered this and asked, resting her chin on her hand.

They had left the living room and moved to the clothing studio here. Like other studios, the workbench and colorful fabrics immediately filled the view.

This is a room she designed and decorated herself. For a designer, a studio is just as important as a musician's recording studio.

It doesn't need to be luxurious or spacious, and the equipment doesn't need to be too expensive, but being easy to use and comprehensive are the basic requirements.

If she were in a specially organized class, the students would definitely have prepared the best supplies themselves, but that's not necessary now.

This is also a good thing for her. Although the Arnoz Family's wealth has increased, her spending habits haven't fully recovered yet.

"Yeah, so what?" He shifted his gaze from the paper pattern in his hand to her face, a playful smirk playing on his lips. "If I went to school with you all, you'd all have to call me 'senpai' (senior)~"

"Come on, call me 'Talent-senpai' now!"

"Ugh..." Esther immediately made a face, regretting why she had brought up this topic. "Talent, Talent-senpai?"

"Ah~" Sakurakoji Talent felt incredibly relaxed and refreshed.

In a society with a strict hierarchy of seniority, it feels good to suppress others by virtue of one's status.

However, for both of them, this is actually a demotion. Strictly speaking, they are now in a mentor-student and friend relationship.

"Too cunning~" Esther mumbled, resting her delicate oval face on the workbench, her beautiful, moon-like eyes narrowing into slits, her expression bitter. "Talent with your talent, going to be a student like us..."

"I also wanted to become a teacher, but I felt that teachers have to fulfill far more obligations than students, so I gave up on that idea." He glanced at her languid and lazy figure, thinking it was a real waste that outfit was on her.

Just kidding. Actually, her personality is pretty good. Apart from being influenced by her environment to swear a lot, she's otherwise a person of high moral character.

Based on the set body measurements, he helped her check whether the calculations on the paper pattern were accurate.

This is the preparatory work before the formal production and cutting. In the end, it can develop into the pattern maker who supports the designer—just like his father.

Compared to designers, who require nine parts talent and one part effort, pattern makers are a profession that requires nine parts effort and one part talent. Most importantly, they need to be bold yet meticulous, calculate carefully, and have plenty of patience.

But this doesn't mean this profession is unimportant; on the contrary, it's actually very important.

Unlike designers who can stand in the spotlight, it's a profession that operates in the shadows.

In the field of architecture, designers are like architects, and pattern makers are like structural engineers.

Without the verification and calculations of a structural engineer, no matter how exquisite and magnificent your design drawings are, they will ultimately remain nothing more than a fantasy that cannot be implemented.

After all, you can design a house supported by a single pillar or a rose dress made of pleated fabric, but how can you realize that in reality?

Like him, Esther is a well-rounded designer who can design and make an entire outfit on her own—unlike his mother, who only knows how to design but doesn't want to do anything herself.

The workload of checking the paper patterns was huge, but fortunately he was quick-witted and could calculate many things without paper and pen, just by thinking about it.

"That's great~ I wish I could be as free as Talent ~" Bored, Esther laid her head directly on the table, her soft face being flattened.

"You're still a decade behind," he commented sharply in a low voice. "If you don't work hard now, you'll need even more time."

"I'm working really hard!"

"How about we quickly decide whether to abandon that unrealistic idea?"

"..." Her gaze deepened and softened, completely devoid of her usual feigned jokingness. "... Let me... try harder for a while longer."

"That's fine, anyway, even if I waste a year or two, I don't think it's a big deal."

"Real?!"

"Well, life is long, and the margin for error is high. It just means you'll have to endure my sharp criticism and abuse for another year or two, right?"

"Ugh...!"

Ignoring her bitter expression, he stroked the nearly finished garment, examining the stitches and sewing techniques. "Is this a design assignment?"

"Yes, since it's a group project, I'm teamed up with Miss Chunxin and the others!"

For design-related majors like architecture and design, the professional courses are not regular assignments, but rather design assignments. Normally, there are two assignments per semester, but in shorter semesters like the third semester, there might only be one.

Architectural design only requires producing a complete set of schematic drawings; the important thing is the continuous discussion and modification process. For clothing, on the other hand, it's required to produce the designs, since there's not much to discuss.

Even if it fails, at most you'll lose some fabric and time; there's no danger involved.

Given that everyone has different areas of expertise, sometimes projects are done in collaborative groups.

"Was this designed by Miss Chunxin?" Although it was a question, he was basically certain.

Given the unconventional design style filled with street, punk, and cute elements, it couldn't possibly be her work. Coupled with this ingenious and inspired concept, it could only be Ginjo Shunsin.

Very good, 15 points.

Currently, Ginjo Shunsin, and Justin are all of slightly better quality Esther in terms of average output.

To catch up with them, she either needs to overcome her psychological barriers, or find something precious to support her, or she needs to put in even more effort!

"Yes, that's right... You see, all my works from school were like that..." She gave an awkward, dry laugh, two beads of cold sweat appearing on her temples as she secretly looked away from her emerald green eyes.

Because she was unwilling to use her own skills and abilities at school, she naturally wasn't chosen as the designer for the group project.

Her attempts at a lousy style were worse than even the beginners in the class.