Since everyone in the Yotsuya family had left, Griseo was now the only person in the house.
Of course, aside from humans, there were several evil spirits in the house, including Miko's father. But Little Griseo ignored them all.
With only one person left at home, most people might have felt bored and unable to stay by themselves for long.
But for Griseo, this was nothing unusual.
She did not like going out or visiting lively places. As long as she could paint, Griseo would never be bored.
Because paintings were Griseo's friends.
The people and little animals on her canvases were the companions who played with Griseo!
Griseo moved her art supplies into the middle of the living room, scattering them all over the floor. Rather than sitting properly on a stool to draw, she seemed to feel that was too much trouble.
After placing her drawing paper on the floor, Griseo picked up her manga pen and lay down directly on the ground. Her pale knees rested against the floor, one hand supporting her body as she began creating in a pose like a little cat.
For many adults, this posture would be impossible to maintain for long. It would be uncomfortable, and their legs might even go numb. But for a child, it was not much of a problem.
Especially for Griseo...
Kosma was not here to remind her what she should and should not do, so she acted however she pleased.
Still, it was not as if no one was watching over her...
"Little Griseo, you can't draw like that!"
Miko's father appeared in the living room. Seeing the little girl lying on the floor like a puppy amid the mess of art supplies, he could not help speaking up.
Little Griseo was so adorable that