In just one hour, Shiina Mashiro drew the other main characters of the first volume according to her understanding: Takasu Ryuuji, Kushieda Minori, Kitamura Yuusaku, and Takasu Yasuko. Due to the difference in eras, the character images drawn by Shiina Mashiro were more refined, beautiful, and handsome than the "Toradora!" characters Sorata had seen back then. Sorata didn't ask her to revise this point. After all, Japan in this world had already entered the smartphone era, and the development and aesthetics of related anime and light novel culture had long since changed, so the character images also had to conform to this era.
"There are some things that are not quite right here. For example, the protagonist Ryuuji only has fierce eyes, not a fierce appearance. He is always troubled by this."
"You can draw him a little more refined and handsome, with fierce eyes, but you can show a bit of helplessness in his gaze."
Saying this, Sorata asked Shiina Mashiro to get up. He sat in the chair, picked up a pencil, and took out a sheet of manuscript paper. Comparing it with Shiina Mashiro's drawing, he modified it according to his impression while imitating it.
"Sorata, have you drawn manga before?" Shiina Mashiro suddenly asked. Because Sorata only took a few minutes, his fingers skillfully and proficiently copied Shiina Mashiro's drawing of Takasu Ryuuji. Apart from some adjustments in appearance and gaze, it was almost exactly the same. However, after his modification, a refined-looking young man with a pair of somewhat fierce-looking eyes appeared on the manuscript paper. Even with a peaceful gaze, he gave the illusion of "I'm a delinquent, I'm fierce, don't mess with me." It perfectly matched the image of the protagonist in the "Toradora!" novel.
"I haven't drawn manga before, but it feels quite simple," Sorata shook his head. He had indeed never drawn manga with a pencil before. However, with Sorata's understanding of drawing from his former ninth-level ink painting professional skills, and his current physical fitness and control over his body that surpassed ordinary people's imagination, achieving this could only be considered extremely simple. For this explanation, the simple-minded Shiina Mashiro just nodded without thinking too much.
"Alright, let's talk about Taiga's mother. This person..."
Next, Sorata modified the appearance, figure, and expressions of each character drawn by Shiina Mashiro according to the requirements of the work's settings, making them conform to the work's design. These manuscripts were just the initial character models. There were still many coloring processes to follow. However, as long as the character models were finalized, the subsequent illustrations of scene interactions would be no problem for Shiina Mashiro, and Sorata could completely let go.
After Sorata finished modifying them, Shiina Mashiro looked through them once and memorized them, then started drawing again. This time, Shiina Mashiro drew very slowly. It took her more than two hours to finish the five character portraits, including the female lead. The drawing skills were similar to what Sorata had just modified, but there was an added spirituality. A spirituality unique to Shiina Mashiro's style, and her drawing skills were astonishingly good. Regarding this, even Sorata had to admit that Shiina Mashiro had an astonishing talent for drawing. If she knew how to cultivate, she might be able to enter the Dao through painting.
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In the early morning, warm sunlight shone in through the window, scattering across the floor, and dappled light spots illuminated the room. Sorata slowly opened his eyes, his mind briefly blank, just lying there quietly without thinking about anything. He thoroughly enjoyed this feeling of waking up in bed in the morning. There was no constant crisis stimulating his soul, no mutual calculations and spying with various hostile gods and demons, and no gaze of a constantly pressing will behind him. With Sorata's current physique, not sleeping or eating for several days and nights, or sleeping for an hour could satisfy his body's needs for ten and a half months. Ordinary people's living habits should gradually disappear from him. But in order to more truly feel that he was alive, to feel the rhythm of life, Sorata had always maintained the normal living habits of ordinary people in his daily life. He ate three meals a day on time, went to sleep at the appropriate time in the evening, and even hid the dark will that once belonged to the great demon lord in his mind. His usual behavior and thoughts also appeared only slightly more mature and stable than those of an ordinary high school boy.
After spacing out for a while, Sorata looked down at Shiina Mashiro, who was lying on top of him.
"Shiina, wake up."
After giving Shiina Mashiro guidance last night, it was already past two o'clock in the morning. Sorata, whose soul was weak and spirit exhausted, had directly fallen asleep on Shiina Mashiro's bed. He had no memory of when Shiina Mashiro had climbed on top of him later, although even in his sleep he instinctively emitted a faint mental power to be alert to his surroundings. However, he wouldn't react to someone like Shiina Mashiro, whose aura he was familiar with, who had no malicious intent or killing intent, and who didn't bring a sense of danger when approaching.
"Morning, Sorata." Shiina Mashiro opened her eyes, stared blankly for a while, then sleepily sat up, and instantly a scene of pure white appeared in Sorata's eyes. The buttons of Shiina Mashiro's nightgown had come undone at some point, and she was still wearing a pair of pink and blue panties on her lower body, almost completely naked as she sat on Sorata's waist.
"I say, Shiina, you really don't see me as a man at all, do you?" Admiring the scenery before him, Sorata shook his head helplessly.
"Mashiro," Shiina Mashiro looked at Sorata.
"What?"
"Call me Mashiro," Shiina Mashiro looked at Sorata quietly.
"That's not the issue we're discussing right now. Also, do you know what it means to directly call someone by their first name?" Sorata looked at Shiina Mashiro.
At this moment, Shiina Mashiro's eyes were very serious.
"I know. Rita said that very close people can call each other that."
"Sorata and I are very close, so I can call you that."
Seeing this, Sorata didn't act coy and nodded.
"Alright, Shi... Mashiro, get up and change your clothes first."
The corner of Shiina Mashiro's lips moved slightly, a rare smile flashing past. She didn't get up but leaned over and lay on Sorata, hugging him tightly with both arms. A barely audible voice sounded in Sorata's ear.
"Sorata draws very well, won't leave me."
Instantly, Sorata's hand, which was about to push Shiina Mashiro away, paused and rested on her waist, gently hugging her. For a moment, neither of them made any further movements. From those simple words, Sorata clearly felt the deep loneliness in Shiina Mashiro's heart. It was a kind of solitude where she walked quietly alone in a white, empty world. The girl looked very strong on the outside, not caring about anything in the outside world, but her heart was very lonely and sensitive. Having been in contact with painting since she was young, her talent was too high, causing the people around her to be unable to bear the blow and pressure, leaving her one by one. In the end, even her best sister, who had grown up with her, did the same. Until yesterday, when she saw that the novel written by the boy who was very kind to her was valued by a large company, and then he showed a talent in painting that was no less than hers in the evening, the emotion that emerged in Shiina Mashiro's heart at that moment was not surprise, but happiness. In fact, Shiina Mashiro had always been faintly afraid that Sorata would be like Rita, and would eventually leave her because he couldn't bear the pressure brought by the difference in talent.
"Little Mashiro, I'm coming in."
"Wow... Junior, Mashiro, you guys are developing so fast?"
"So amazing."
"Junior, Junior, tell me how you did it, I want to learn..."
The quiet atmosphere was instantly broken. Kamiigusa Misaki, who had just entered, widened her eyes after seeing the scene on the bed, very excited. I feel like the image posting function of Hedgehog Cat is really great.
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