Why is my Two-dimensional a daily program

Totally want to complain.

"Fan, did you do such and such a thing?"

Zhenbai moved his little head over curiously.

"...Don't just believe what you say, honestly."

Bai Fan explained helplessly.

"Because Rita wouldn't lie to me."

Shiina Mashiro turned her face to the side, looked at Rita, and immediately said very seriously.

"..." Rita.

Holding Zhenbai's palm, he exerted force.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Shiro."

The voice trembled slightly, and the girl's delicate face was pressed against Shiina Mashiro's.

"Huh? Why are you apologizing?"

His eyes were wide open, and there was no emotion in the bright pupils.

Stretching out his hand, he just gently stroked the girl's back.

Sorry for ignoring your feelings.

Sorry for blaming all our own problems on you.

I'm sorry, I've actually been meaning to say these things to you.

Sorry, I have always loved oil painting. ． ．

"I, I never knew, I'm sorry, I never knew how stupid it is to blame others for my mistakes... I'm sorry, it's true."

The tears that I had finally held back in the toilet just now poured out directly.

Weeping bitterly.

Fortunately, this is not a place with many people, so not many people saw Rita's behavior.

If someone else saw it, they would probably say something like 'a heartless man abandons a girl'.

After all, words are scary.

"As far as the results are concerned... it's not bad."

Bai Fan nodded in satisfaction, and looked at the two embracing each other.

That's it.

－－－－－Rita cried bitterly. JPG - - - - -

After filling Zhenbai's belly outside, Bai Fan, Zhenbai and Rita took the tram back home together.

"At the end of the day, I'm really tired."

The whole person was in a large font, lying on the bed.

Satisfied.

Now, he, Bai Fan, just wants to take a good rest.

It was also when he made such a decision——

Buckle buckle.

There came such a knock on the door.

Opening the door, Rita stood outside with an embarrassed expression on her face.

"It is you..."

There was a little relief on his face.

Bai Fan stepped aside.

"...Judging from your tone, you seem to know that I'm coming to you?"

"...I've done too many things like saving a lost girl."

Rarely in a relaxed mood, Bai Fan also made a joke.

Of course, it's another matter whether the other party understands the adjective "missing girl".

"I came here this time... I want to thank you for taking care of Zhenbai."

Since Bai Fan was so casual, Rita sat directly on Bai Fan's bed without caring.

Sweep away the embarrassment just now.

Should it be said that foreigners are so casual?

"Anyway... the words you said in the gallery just now... I remember everything in my heart."

Seeing Bai Fan's indifferent expression, Rita somehow wanted the guy in front of her to feel the tense atmosphere, so she said so.

"so what?"

After tidying up his desktop indifferently, Bai Fan said without looking back.

"... You bastard... Do you know how much the words just now have dealt a blow to a young girl?"

"..." Bai Fan.

He turned his head away helplessly.

Although you are indeed at the age of a young girl in the prime of life, the words you say carelessly make me want to complain rather than agree with you, you know?

"You are right, but I still want Zhenbai to continue to engage in oil painting."

The voice suddenly became serious.

Rita's original intention has never changed.

"Sure enough, I still think that Zhenbai is more suitable for painting career than comics."