Chapter 3 Blueberry Mini Cakes: Drawing This is So Much Fun (?)
"Um...actually, I've been struggling with human anatomy lately." Akina Amami hesitated, unsure of the best way to express herself.
"So?" Miyaji waited for her to finish speaking.
"So... Miyaji-kun just needs to help me pose a few times, I need to practice the basic human anatomy first." Akina Amaho smiled with a smirk.
She started to get nervous again. After all, this was the first time she had asked someone else to be her model. If she made a request and the man felt uncomfortable... she didn't know what to do, because she had no experience with this at all.
Of course, perhaps the best scenario would be to observe muscle fibers and then learn by imitation... but she just couldn't bring herself to say that; it was too much of a stretch.
She could only make a compromise request, at least this way she could barely improve her drawing skills.
Miyaji nodded thoughtfully. He sensed that Amaho Akina probably hadn't finished speaking, but he wisely refrained from asking further.
After all, he didn't want things to actually turn out the way he had previously imagined, which was a bit too extreme.
“Okay, then tell me what to do, Amamiya.” He composed himself and became listless again, but he accurately struck the pose as Amamiya had instructed.
Although his posture at this moment was nothing more than sitting sideways and supporting himself with his arms, it was not difficult at all.
Is modeling really that easy? If so, he'd be more willing to do it a few more times.
Noticing Miyaji's slightly confused look, Akina Amaho smiled awkwardly: "Let me try to figure out the proportions of the human body first."
Anyone who's just starting out in drawing knows that it's often difficult to draw the human body accurately, and Akina Amasui was no exception. It's just that she's quite good at copying, which is why she managed to produce a few reasonably good drawings earlier on.
Speaking of which, she even colored those paintings.
While lost in thought, Akina Amatsu quickly sketched a draft on the drawing board and soon completed the figure sketch. Of course, no details about the figure were drawn; it was just a rough outline based on the proportions of the human body.
She picked up the next sheet of paper and politely said to Miyaji, "Please change your position, Miyaji-kun."
As instructed, Miyaji crossed his legs this time.
Akina Amane remained immersed in her own world as she painted, and this time she observed from several different angles.
He always felt that her eyes were sparkling, as if she were dissecting him, which made Gong Zhi feel a little uneasy.
Are all painters like this?
Although he felt a little uncomfortable, that look only lasted for a few seconds, so short that Miyaji almost thought he was imagining things.
After finishing these two drawings, Akina Amami's previously flustered heart finally calmed down. She took a deep breath and tentatively asked in a low voice, "Miyaji-kun, can we go out now?"
"Do we need a few positions during the movement?" Miyaji found Amako Akina's cautious manner somewhat amusing.
Of course, he wouldn't laugh at this moment.
Akina Amaho took a deep breath, thanking Miyaji for sensing her thoughts.
After all, she was a bit unfamiliar with this kind of communication process and wasn't very good at organizing her thoughts. She had hesitated for a long time before saying that sentence, making sure there was nothing to change.
So she nodded quickly: "Yes, because I want to observe the dynamics of the exposed muscles."
As she said this, she scratched her head a little shyly, and her cheeks turned slightly red.
The words just now came out of her mouth, and only after she said them did she realize that what she said probably sounded a bit strange.
The weather is neither too hot nor too cold now, and Gongzhi will probably take off his jacket when exercising, so let's check the condition of the muscles in his arms first.
“Of course you can.” Miyaji raised an eyebrow, and he didn’t mind taking off his coat.
He was rather curious about just how far this so-called model had to go.
After receiving Miyaji's permission, Akina Amami and Miyaji walked out of the room together.
"There happens to be a volleyball court nearby, let's go there together." Seeing that Akina Amagi was still hesitating about where to go, Miyaji, being a local, thoughtfully offered this suggestion.
Akina Amaho nodded again: "Then I'll trouble you to lead the way, Miyaji-kun."
She breathed a sigh of relief. Gong Zhi seemed easy to get along with, so perhaps she didn't need to worry so much.
At the same time, a golden head emerged from the bushes behind, while the person in front seemed unaware that someone was following them.
That person was Gong You. He muttered to himself, "Zhi actually came out with a girl? He even went to a girl's house? No way, could he have found a girlfriend...?"
As expected, Miyaji wasn't home at noon today. Miyaji's mother knew about it, and Miyayu felt something was wrong, so she simply went out and followed Miyaji.
Of course, they didn't find her at first! They just happened to discover that Miyaji was walking with a girl they didn't know. Miyayu wanted to know what was going on and secretly wanted to get revenge on Miyaji, so she followed them.
Gong Ji did notice something amiss behind him, but when he turned around abruptly, he found nothing.
He frowned and said to the somewhat puzzled Amaho Akina, "It's nothing."
The two arrived at the volleyball court.
There were a few volleyballs scattered on the ground, probably left behind by people who came to train earlier. Miyaji picked one up casually, turned to Amaho Akina and asked, "What position do you want?"
Gong You, who was not far away, slowly widened his eyes, feeling as if he had heard something incredible.
"Ah, Miyaji-kun, just do some regular training. I'll observe." Akina Amaho found a place to sit down.
Now that he was all alone, Miyaji was too lazy to do any other training and simply started practicing his ball-passing in place.
...What?! Osamu was secretly practicing tennis behind my back!
This incident further aroused Miyako's vigilance, but he always felt that things were not so simple. He watched as Amaho Akina took out her easel and began to paint.
Good heavens! Wasn't this the little fan (whom Miyako considers himself a fan of his own artwork) he gave away a few days ago? How did Miyako manage to get Osamu to draw for him?!
Most importantly, Miyaji wanted to keep this a secret from him.
Akina Amako had no idea that someone was watching her from behind.
She narrowed her eyes slightly and began to capture the movement of muscles—the taut muscle texture, the posture of the hands, and the human body's movements, including the slightly crouching posture, all of which she drew on the paper. She then sketched the posture of the human figure until the entire painting was complete.
This powerful scene clearly piqued Akina Amaho's interest. She picked up another paintbrush she carried with her and began to carefully outline and color the line drawing.
After realizing that Amako Akina was no longer looking at him, Miyaji stopped what he was doing.
He was a little curious about Akina Amaho's drawing skills, but since she was still a "model," he couldn't very well go up and take a closer look.
So Miyaji simply put on his coat and then glared at Miyayu, who was hiding in the bushes behind him.
Miya Yu shrank back, gritting her teeth, wondering why Miyaji was glaring at her. She decided to go out and expose Miyaji's behavior after Amaho Akina finished drawing.
He knew it wouldn't be good to interrupt Akina Amasaka's drawing at this moment, given how focused she seemed.
Akina Amako's expression was extremely focused, as if her world consisted only of the painting in front of her. This focused expression made Miyaji's heart skip a beat.
He thought he probably wouldn't refuse any more modeling offers.
The final result on the canvas was a complete portrait, outlining the face that would seem rather unremarkable to ordinary people and the posture that Miyaji had just displayed.
Akina was still a little excited, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Miyaji and showed him the painting in her hand.
"Miyaji-kun, thank you for providing me with inspiration. I feel like I have a new idea." She also plans to copy the previous sketches again and then color them.
The painting that Akina Amaho showed almost perfectly replicated the pose from before. Of course, there was also a slight hand quirk, and it was also very clear that this was a painting.
"As for this one, I'll give it to Miyaji-kun. I don't know if he'll accept it." Akina Amaho smiled awkwardly.
She felt that since she was using the other person as a model, it was necessary to show them what the painting looked like, or even give them a copy.
I need to show people how I've been drawn.
Gong Zhi's eyes crinkled slightly. Of course he would accept the painting, since it was the first time he had ever had a portrait painted by someone else.
“I’ll accept it. You can call me over again next weekend.” He took the painting from Amaho Akina and examined it carefully for a few moments.
Miyaji had to admit that although he could see that Amaho Akina still made some mistakes, she had a very accurate grasp of her own expression.
He hadn't seen the two paintings at Tian Sui's house before, and now he was quite curious about them.
He couldn't help but stare intently at Amaho Akina.
"Huh? What's wrong with Miyaji-kun?" Akina Amako didn't understand why Miyaji was looking at her like that. Now that she was out of her previous state, she just felt that Miyaji's gaze was a little creepy.
"Ah, I'm curious about those two paintings from Tian Sui's house. Can I see them, Tian Sui?" Gong Zhi shrugged.
“That’s possible, but I plan to make a copy first before coloring it… It’s not appropriate to show it to Miyaji-kun right now.” Akina Amaho said, somewhat embarrassed.
Miyaji opened his mouth, wanting to ask Amaho Akina why she used such an awkward name to address him.
Just then, a figure darted out, furious.
"Zhu Zhi, why didn't you tell me about her?" Gong You pointed at Tian Suimingna, turned his head to glance at her, and subconsciously swallowed when he saw her slightly widened azure eyes, then turned his head back.
That's one of his fans! Zhu Zhi must have noticed her a long time ago, so why did he blatantly ask her to draw for him?!
Miyako subconsciously ignored the fact that it seemed Miyako had been the model just now.
Akina Amazu instinctively took two steps back, clearly startled by Yuu Miya's sudden appearance.
She did have a vague recollection of this golden-haired man; the painting that went missing the day before yesterday depicted his likeness.
"What's wrong with not telling you?" Gong Zhi pouted.
“You scared her. If you want to argue, go away.” He still remembered that Amaho Akina was standing next to him, unlike Miya Yu, who looked like he was about to rush up and fight, even though they had just fought two days ago.
Upon hearing this, Miyako glanced over and, sure enough, found that Akina Amaho's body had stiffened and looked like she might run away at any moment.
Akina Tensui had a feeling that the two of them were about to start fighting, and she shakily pulled out her phone to call the police.
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