"Come, don't move, it'll be over quickly."
"Yes, hold on a bit, I'll be done soon."
"Okay...."
....
At five in the afternoon, approaching dusk,
in the bedroom,
the handsome youth was propped up against the headboard, and the great painter seated with an easel on a nearby chair.
The dim glow of the setting sun filtered through the window, casting light on the two, creating a scene that was harmonious? Beautiful? Filled with an artistic vibe....
Misaki Saki wore overalls with a beret perched on her head, one eye tightly shut and the other wide open, her tongue licking the corner of her mouth while raising the paintbrush directly in front of her, as if aiming at something,
A young female painter? No!! A young female nude art painter!
Without a sofa,
the boy leaned against the headboard, his handsome face ice-cold, showing no expression, his body draped in a silk white cloth Misaki Saki seemed to have found somewhere, revealing perfect muscular contours,
like a piece of medieval nude art sculpture, sexy and breathtaking.
This is art!
Haruka Yuzan had maintained this pose for more than ten minutes already, but thankfully, due to his regular physical training and having found a relatively comfortable position to lean on, he wasn't overly tired.
It's just that keeping the same position for a long time made his arms ache.
There was no helping it; for the two hundred thousand yen, he'd have to grit his teeth and endure.
Damn little she-devil, a doujinshi artist, why she wanted to care for a human model to paint sculptures???
[Tenant: 003]
[Name: Misaki Saki]
[Tenant's Wish List:]
[1. Hopes to find a human model to complete a new artistic painting... QAQ]
[2. Hit a creative block today, hopes to break through and find inspiration! Stagnant....]
[3. To create a masterpiece that shocks the world, to be referred to as Misaki the Great Teacher!]
[Complete wish list one, mission reward: two hundred thousand yen]
Two hundred thousand yen???
Misaki Saki kneeled on the sofa, her little face full of distrust.
"Alright, if you keep dawdling, I might just go back."
With that, Haruka Yuzan stood up and scooped the girl up onto his shoulder, heading to the second floor.
"Ouch! Slow down, don't drop me."
"Keep it down."
Roast Meat, watching the departing pair from the sofa, realized she was the only cat left in the living room, let out a meow, and followed with a twitch of her tail.
However,
when Haruka Yuzan saw the white cloth the girl had brought out,
he had to admit he had underestimated Misaki Saki.
"You... plan to have me take off my clothes and just wear this???"
The fabric felt smooth; he had no idea where she had found it.
"Yes!" Misaki Saki nodded vigorously, her big eyes shining brightly,
"If you wear it, I'll give you a reward afterwards!"
"...."
"The kind of reward you want!" With that, Misaki Saki took a step forward, her delicate fingers tracing circles around the waistband of the boy's trousers, making him itch.
Looking down at the girl who was fiddling with his waistband, with her innocent and cute face, he realized her mind was filled with rubbish.
And why, as a doujinshi artist, was she engaging in this kind of performance art!
Not focusing on the hard work I provided, always engaging in useless diversions.
"Oh come on, just agree with me... it's not like you haven't seen it before, and this time I'm even letting you wear an extra piece of white cloth!"
Misaki Saki pouted her lips, acting coquettishly, "Don't be shy, big boy."
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"Sigh."
Haruka Yuzan sighed silently, not out of aversion but because it just felt odd.
Logically speaking,
shouldn't it be Misaki Saki wearing a piece of white cloth and posing as the model, while he took on the role of the nude artist to study her closely?
How come now it's the other way around,