"Uh, all right."
So they gave up on the video camera Basho Flower-chan had prepared and used the camera March 7th carried with her instead.
Yan Huan had a point. A photo was a photo, no matter what you used to take it.
"Everyone, stand still..."
March 7th bent down and raised the camera toward them.
Looking at Yan Huan, Ranpa, Dan Heng, and the Sleepy Banana Monkey serving as decoration below them in the frame, she felt like something was missing...
"No, this isn't right, is it?!"
March 7th lowered the camera and widened her eyes. "How can I take portraits without me in them?"
"What are you worried about? That blond guy next door takes pictures without himself in them all the time."
Yan Huan raised his hands, looped them behind his neck, struck an extremely suggestive pose, and urged:
"Come on, invincible photography master, quickly capture my beauty for posterity!"
March 7th: "..."
Unlike Yan Huan, Ranpa turned sideways toward the camera, resting one hand on her baseball cap and striking what she considered a very cool pose.
Dan Heng merely stood there, looking at the camera with a blank expression.
"You damn expressionless statue." March 7th cursed, then raised her camera and took several shots of the three of them.
Afterward, at Basho Flower-chan's direction, the three changed poses, and March 7th continued taking pictures.
"Wow, they're perfect!" Once it was done, Basho Flower-chan looked over March 7th's photos with delight.
"I'm going to hang these photos at the stall later!"
Ranpa also praised her:
"Glass Ninja, your image-capturing ninjutsu is truly exquisite."
Looking at the photos March 7th had taken, Basho Flower-chan could not help sighing. "Ah, I'm so jealous that you all photograph so well. I want to become a Grand Gala Superstar in