Real teaching, but diary flow

Yes, that's right. With Shiina Mashiro clearly favoring Asakusa Toru as the person involved, his entry would only make the situation worse.

...That being said, to be treated like this by a student.

It feels... complicated.

However, on second thought, it seems that Asakusa Tetsu had the same attitude when facing the chairman back then.

So this guy wasn't targeting him personally; he treated everyone equally.

Thinking about this, Kazuma Sakagami felt much more at ease.

Back in the audience.

After Kazuma Sakagami's meddling, the atmosphere here actually eased quite a bit.

Shiina Mashiro's tears stopped, and after Shiina Hiyori found a handkerchief to wipe the corners of her eyes, the tear stains faded almost completely. If you weren't paying attention, you might not even be able to see the redness at the corners of her eyes.

Ultimately, her crying wasn't that heart-wrenching.

Just as her emotions calmed down, and Asakusa Tetsu seemed about to speak again.

A blond-haired guy, completely oblivious to the atmosphere, barged in.

"Oh, lovely lady, was it this disrespectful first-year student who made you cry?" Nan Yunya raised her head and walked closer. "If possible, I would like to know your name and, while I'm at it, give this disrespectful first-year student a good talking-to."

Shiina Mashiro: "..."

The girl ignored his words and instead got up from her seat with some resistance. She then walked over to Asakusa Tetsu in a few steps. Since Ichinose Honami had taken up the empty seat on the side, she simply squatted down next to Asakusa Tetsu's legs and moved closer to him with small steps.

This seemed to actually give her a sense of security.

Nan Yunya: "..."

Although she didn't say anything, Nan Yunya's face was already starting to show embarrassment.

"...I hope you can continue to be this at ease in the afternoon's match!"

He left after uttering such a weak and unconvincing remark.

After being interrupted twice, the tense atmosphere completely relaxed.

Looking at the pitiful Shiina Mashiro squatting beside him, Asakusa Toru sighed softly.

"I will not take back what I have said," he said.

He said this at first, but his words took a turn before Shiina Mashiro became dejected again.

"Anyway, did you bring a pen?" he asked, changing the subject.

In a panic, Shiina Mashiro pulled a pencil from her person and handed it directly to Asakusa Toru.

They didn't ask for a reason or an explanation.

"No, I don't want to." Asakusa Tetsu waved his hand and looked into the distance: "Take out your diary. I know you use it as a draft book every day."

With the messages increasing roughly once a month, Asakusa Tetsu would regularly receive manga drafts that the girl in front of him had scribbled and drawn in her diary every month.

Of course, without exception, he chose not to display them.

What's there to show? It's all just drafts, and it's meaningless. It has no purpose other than to express Ms. Shiina's innocence to everyone.

Obediently and compliantly, Shiina Mashiro pulled out her diary.

Then, Asakusa Toru extended his index finger and pointed to a moving figure in the distance.

"See that blonde bombshell?" he said. "Draw her."

"Yes, that blonde, blue-eyed, with a side ponytail, youthful and beautiful, with an unremarkable chest, and although she has a smile on her face, she is full of lifelessness deep down."

Clearly, the person Asakusa Tetsu was pointing to was the remaining one of the two people he planned to meet.

Miss Hayasaka Ai.

She is an appendage of the Shinomiya family, Kaguya Shinomiya's all-around maid, a double agent, a childhood friend, and a sister to her. She is hardworking, capable, and always ready to help.

Miss Hayasaka Ai.

It was quite surprising. Even though they hadn't received any messages from Kaguya Shinomiya, her 'messenger' had uninvitedly entered Advanced Training Center during the Sports Festival.

They even made no attempt to hide their search for him.

Although she put on some disguise, to be honest, Hayasaka Ai herself had a slightly out-of-place quality in this advanced training institution.

It's hard to say whether it's a mix of youthful energy and the aura of a corporate slave, or simply the maid-like quality of someone from the well-mannered Hayasaka family.

Perhaps both.

In short, the few 'guests' who are not marked on the minimap will be easily filtered out by Asakusa Tetsu, at least after some differentiation, and then marked.

It was not difficult for him to confirm and find out Hayasaka Ai's existence.

The moment he finished speaking, without the slightest hesitation, Shiina Mashiro opened her eyes wide and took in her target. She then quickly began to draw on the diary in her hand.

Before long, the vivid and lifelike Hayasaka Ai appeared on the page.

Clearly, as long as a clear prototype exists, she can easily draw the 'spirituality' she wants to draw but has always found difficult to achieve.

But characters alone cannot constitute a story.

Characters have never been a problem for Shiina Mashiro.

Although I don't know why it suddenly turned into drawing.

But drawing is good, drawing is good.

All I can do is draw.

If she were to try to prove something with words, Shiina Mashiro felt she couldn't do it; she lacked confidence in persuading him with words.

But as long as it's drawing.

—Then they are omnipotent.

"!!!" Shiina Mashiro blinked and flipped over the uncolored but perfectly drawn painting, hoping to receive praise.

Despite having already received countless accolades for her oil paintings, what she truly desired most at this moment was his approval.

“Alright, no model this time.” But Asakusa Tetsu didn’t praise her. Instead, while watching Hayasaka Ai move, he said, “Draw another ice beauty with long, straight black hair.”

"Small breasts, long sideburns, a red headband with black trim that slightly ties up her long black hair, red eyes, a cool and aloof demeanor, and an elegant and noble air."

"Yes, that's right, it's the young lady. If we're talking about status, she's the young lady that the blonde bombshell was supposed to serve after becoming a maid."

Kaguya Shinomiya

Perhaps there are some discrepancies, but based on his memory, Asakusa Tetsu still managed to describe Shinomiya Kaguya's basic characteristics as best he could.

After a moment's thought and imagination, Shiina Mashiro hesitated and pondered, but still chose to put pen to paper.

A frame of reference is not necessary.

While having a reference point would obviously make things better and more realistic, even without one...

She can draw too.

Since he said he would draw, she would draw.

Thus, the resemblance to Kaguya Shinomiya leaped off the page.

Not only that, she also casually drew a picture of Hayasaka Ai as a maid.

Expectant gazes were once again cast toward Toru Asakusa.

'How about it?'

The girl's eyes seemed to convey these words.

Asakusa Tetsu: "......" Not quite right.

Does the absence of models really mean the essence is missing?

“Again.” After a moment of silence, he said again, “Draw a natural black, energetic pink-haired character with bangs, a bow, and blue eyes.”

I pick up my pen, then put it down.

They cast expectant glances once again.

"..." But she was destined to be disappointed.

Asakusa Toru tapped his knuckles repeatedly on the back of the seat in front of him. He pondered for a moment, sighed, and shook his head.

"No."

Once again, tears seemed to well up in Shiina Mashiro's eyes.

“Yes, but no,” he said. “No, but perhaps yes.”

The contradictory words were spoken in the next moment.

"Never mind, I can't expect too much from you." Asakusa Tetsu shook his head.

Shiina Mashiro was a genius in oil painting.

But oil painting is oil painting. While it's possible to draw parallels between different styles, the essence of an oil painting is still difficult to describe in simple words.

There's always something off about meeting the real person before you actually see them.

“Let me ask again,” he said.

Do you really want to draw comics?

"Hmm." Perhaps realizing that no matter how hard she nodded, it wouldn't increase Asakusa Tetsu's trust in her by even a little bit, Shiina Mashiro gripped the corner of the diary tightly and nodded softly, "I really want to draw manga."

Unwavering.

“Then go ahead and draw.” Asakusa Tetsu said casually, “Draw whatever you want, no one will stop you.”

He had no right to stop Shiina Mashiro from drawing anything.

“I want to draw the story you know,” Shiina Mashiro said, looking directly at Asakusa Toru.

"Then draw it."

Asakusa Tetsu snapped his fingers lightly.

"I'll give you stories, you draw them, you become my pen, until the day you get tired of them."

He said.

“You won’t get tired of it.” Shiina Mashiro shook her head, then paused and corrected, “I’m not playing.”

She was serious.

"Ok, I know."

He knew it too.

What to draw?

“Hmm…” Asakusa Tetsu pondered for a moment before saying, “Let’s draw a story about someone who dreams of becoming a photographer.”

Shiina Mashiro asked, puzzled: "Photographer?"

She didn't understand, but Hiyori Shiina did.

"Kaguya Shinomiya?"

"Correct."

"Is everything alright regarding the Shinomiya family?"

The girl was slightly worried.

Although it's unclear who the young lady of the Shinomiya family is, it's fine to just mention her in a diary. However, if her story is depicted in a manga, it will affect more than just the diary's owner.

Hiyori Shiina wasn't too worried about Toru Asakusa.

What she was worried about was the artist, Shiina Mashiro.

World-class geniuses have many privileges, but privileges do not mean they can do whatever they want.

"It's nothing...though I'd love to just say it directly." Asakusa Tetsu shrugged. "But who knows?"

Just before uttering the question, he said:

"So, would you be interested in visiting Shuchiin?"

Shuchiin is a continuous education school from kindergarten to university.