"And Griseo, you little thing, why are you always so good at serving up angst?!"
She was clearly such a cute little angel, yet the manga she drew was utterly inhumane!
Miko had heard that even Mashiro, that spacey girl who hardly cared about anything, had cried so much while drawing Record of Broken Swords that she had soaked the manuscript pages more times than anyone could count.
She had even needed to redraw them...
"I don't know what Miko is talking about."
Faced with Miko's accusation, Griseo looked innocent and confused.
"I don't know... I really don't know whether your innocence is sometimes an act. If it is, you're way too good at acting."
She could casually draw something so heartbreaking, yet she acted like she understood nothing at all. It was a little strange.
"Forget it..."
"Oh, right. Hana asked us out to hang out. Do you want to come too?"
Remembering something, Miko asked Griseo. When she had checked her phone earlier, Hana Yurikawa had invited her out.
She had specifically emphasized that they needed to bring "Griseo" along. Miko had planned to go anyway. Hana was one of her few close friends, and unless something important came up, Miko generally would not refuse her.
Still, as for whether Griseo should come along, Miko decided to ask for Griseo's own opinion.
"Big Sister Hana? Mm, I want to go."
"Then let's change your clothes and go together!"
Miko looked at Griseo, whose clothes were covered in paint.
Come to think of it, many of Griseo's outfits were like that. Even after Mom washed them several times, the paint stains on some clothes simply would not come out.
Holding Griseo's little hand, Miko led her into the bedroom. She opened Griseo's small wardrobe and asked what she wanted