Rita's eyes began to dart around, then she simply gave up.
"What was I supposed to do? That day, Mashiro suddenly said she wanted to draw manga and asked me to help her. You know it too—when Mashiro asks for something, I just can't refuse!"
At this point, Rita grew even more worked up. She suddenly felt that all these talented people had something seriously wrong with them.
First was Luo Yu, guilty of the sin of pride. He possessed talent beyond that of ordinary people, yet casually abandoned it. On the path of learning to draw, he had only been a few steps away from the finish line, yet he had simply run off.
Then there was Mashiro, guilty of the sin of sloth. She had already reached an incredible height in the field of oil painting, yet instead of striving to improve or climb to an even higher realm, she had thrown herself directly into the unfamiliar field of manga.
Finally, there was Eiri, guilty of the sin of lust. Though her talent did not compare to the first two, it was roughly on Rita's level. But this one was even more remarkable—she had directly devoted her artistic skills to a field that was not easy to speak of.
After seeing it, Rita had to admit that the drawings really were quite good.
You asked how Rita knew? As a good friend, wasn't it only natural for Rita to care more about her close friend's life?
Hearing Rita's words, Luo Yu thought about it and realized that if he were in Rita's position, he would have made the same choice. After all, he could not refuse Mashiro either.
After that, the two began talking about other things. They had known each other since childhood, after all, and after