The king of training starting from Sakurasou

When he was entering the final stage, Chihiro Sengoku, who had attended the sorority party, came back drunk as expected, and Jinbi Mitaka had an extra red hickey on his neck before going out.

It's time to eat!

Qianxun waved her hand to express that she was full and there was no need to hold her portion.

The remaining Misaki and Kobato came down from the second floor after hearing the words, but Mashiro walked out of Qianliu's room in strangely disheveled clothes.

Hush... Qianliu is quick to strike. Mitaka Jin whistled deliberately.

Ah haha, little Mashiro is a perfect match for Senryu. They are both top-notch geniuses. They will definitely be even more outstanding when they have children in the future! Misaki helped match them up.

Qianxun opened another can of beer, took a big sip and said, I don't deny this.

Normally, Kobato would have exploded at this time, but since she learned that Rikka was coming, she fell into a strange state, as if she was immersed in her own world, blocking most of the information from the outside world.

Qianliu was speechless and didn't take this level of teasing to heart.

Mashiro, who was at the center of the topic, quietly peeled off the fried shrimp, and then put the peeled dough on Qianliu's plate with a very natural movement.

What are you doing? Qianliu asked.

The skin is peeling. Mashiro responded cutely.

Are you telling a joke?

It's not funny.

No need to deny it.

She tilted her head slightly and turned her attention to the dismantling operation again, turning the second fried shrimp into ordinary shrimp. The peeled off coating was moved to Qianliu's plate again, and then she put the shrimp meat into her mouth.

Misaki couldn't help laughing when she saw the interesting interaction between the two. Even though there was only one more person in Sakura Village, it was countless times more fun than before.

Qianliu watched her competing with the fried shrimps there and smiled helplessly. In fact, it was quite interesting to take care of Mashiro. If you be patient, you will find that there are too many cute things in her.

Just by observing Mashiro's daily behavior, he felt that he could write a very interesting book.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen any of Mashiro's previous paintings. Why don't you take this opportunity to search for them? Misaki is always full of energy, or it should be said that he thinks of them every time.

Well, in that case, I don't think I've seen it either. Mitaka Jin confirmed, rubbing his chin.

After taking the tablet Qianliu placed beside him, Misaki finally said, Qianliu, borrow it!

She searched for Shiina Mashiro as a keyword, and the query results were immediately displayed. There were hundreds of thousands of links, almost all in English.

Apart from Mashiro, the only one here who was proficient in English was Senryu, so he was asked to help him take a look.

Taking over, Qianliu glanced casually and selected the top page, which was the official website of a foreign art museum.

After searching for Mashiro Shiina's name, as the data was read, a web page with a very simple design appeared on the screen.

A painting is displayed on the cyan background, which was taken from the wall of an art museum.

The moment I saw it, it was as if all the pores in my body were opening and all the nerves in my body were about to rush out.

Misaki let out an indescribable sound of admiration, and Jin swallowed.

It's beyond words.

You can see the light, you can see the sound, you can see the wind, it's such a picture.

Scroll down to see the judges' comments, which are thoughtfully translated into Japanese.

A tribute to the sensibility and technical prowess of expressing light, sound, air and other things invisible to the eyes. A unique world view that cannot be explained by reason. With this painting, Mashiro Shiina entered the realm of genius. Our common sense is no longer It applies to her.”

It’s a very high rating! *

Chapter 19 The little girl is not talented

Qianliu, who found the painting for Misaki, did not participate in their appreciation and continued to focus on Mashiro to prevent her from causing another trouble.

Wow! That's amazing! Mashiro-chan is indeed a real genius! Misaki finally regained her composure and started shouting with excitement.

It was only now that she was clearly aware of the gap between herself and Mashiro.

genius……

Mitaka Jin couldn't help but murmur, pursed his lips and stared at Misaki, and then moved to the two Mashiro who were cutely listening to Chiryu's reprimand because they had done something wrong.

A true genius...

All the residents of Sakurasou can be called geniuses, except him.

He only relied on hard work and slowly climbed up step by step. However, even so, there was still a huge gap between him and Misaki.

The outstanding works that have emerged from his hands are all because Misaki's scripts are so perfect that there are no flaws.

Qianxun silently watched everyone's different expressions and took another sip of beer.

Wow, it seems I have to work harder. Thank you for your hard work. Then, I have to continue the remake. Come on! I have to do it! I must finish it!

After saying that, Misaki packed up her things and went up to the second floor with a small skip.

Ren, who was on the side, returned to his room silently. It seemed that he had been hit a bit hard.

When Qianliu came to his senses, he and Mashiro were the only ones left at the table.

As always, he helped Mashiro clean up the messy dishes. Qianliu was thinking about how to take the first step in teaching her, when he suddenly heard someone calling him.

Qianliu. In a blink of an eye, Mashiro was bending down to salute him: This little girl is not talented, please get along well with me in the future.

Why did you suddenly think of this? Qianliu was a little surprised.

Mashiro quickly explained the reason: Misaki told me at noon today that it would be better to do this.

That rascal……

This is obviously something that is only said between men and women who have a close relationship.

Holding her forehead and asking her to go up to the second floor obediently, Qianliu put the dishes in the automatic dishwasher, then went to the bathroom to fill the water, and Meimei took a bath and returned to the room.

Huh. Sitting on the computer chair, Qianliu wiped his hair with a dry towel and opened the document with the title The Garden of Words.

Putting down the towel, he pondered for a moment, then typed on the keyboard following the text above.

...past several silent and bowed heads, the rain-soaked city was flying past the narrow car window.

... Takao walked down the stairs of the Sobu Line and walked in the opposite direction from the Marunouchi Line transfer gate. He passed through the heavily trafficked Koshu Street. When he passed near the construction site of the Loop Line 5 that showed no sign of completion, the thick black and dense Suddenly the forest came into view, a large national park spanning Shinjuku and Shibuya wards.”