In this way, I became the chat group leader

So, do you want to be a painter here?

Wearing overalls, the god-sama held a brush and painted a bunny on the wall with a blank expression.

This party is mainly to celebrate the elves being able to escape from the sea of ​​suffering, so the designer of this party interviewed the elves for their opinions on this place.

Among them, due to various reasons, the mind is locked in the twelve or thirteen-year-old Miss Yoshino, who hopes to draw cute little bunnies on the wall.

For this reason, Takamiya Mio was dragged here, and became a dishonorable wall painting artist or - a plasterer.

To be honest, Takamiya Mio didn't like this job.

Because it's really boring.

Compared with being a painter here, she is more interested in understanding Su Han's extremely awkward personality.

As Su Han's next boss, Chonggong Mio would feel that his three views were being shattered every time he saw him.

He is obviously an apocalypse knight who upholds justice, but he engages in fraudulent black market business all day long.

He obviously has no interest in Wuhe Shizhi, but he always gives himself a sense of crisis, whether my tameow is green or not.

Mingming always has an indifferent expression when meeting strangers, but when encountering strange bans, he is always worried about their situation, and even hopes to gather the elves together, hoping to take care of them by himself...

That's a guy with weirdness written all over his face.

Every time I meet him.Takamiya Mio couldn't help but use her ability to probe his memory.

However, every time I get all kinds of raw and reasonable explanations.

For example--

When she used her mental ability to investigate why Su Han had relationship with the elves just now, the answer she got was "Those elves are super beautiful girls after all, if we take advantage of their weakness and get acquainted now, maybe we can use them in the future." They soak it down."

As for why all the elves were pulled over, the reason was "there are four elves in a coma, and six elves on our side, and the total number is ten. With Shiori and I, we can form the twelve zodiac signs."

To be honest, this extremely insane thing is really not like the operation of a young man who is as elegant and deadly as a famous knife who can easily judge his own situation.

So, is that guy actually schizophrenic?

While Takamiya Mio was painting the wall stroke by stroke, she was bored thinking.

After all, a guy who says "I'm an Efficiency Supremacist" in his gestures is really out of character.

However, this sense of disobedience also has a suitable reason for existence.

This is something that Takamiya Mio, who has explored Su Han's memory many times, can't understand.

It was obviously a nonsense reason, but it happened to be true.

Su Han really thought so.

What a hassle.

Takamiya Mio, who really didn't understand Su Han's weird style and thinking, shook her head vigorously after drawing a rabbit.

She was too lazy to think about this kind of thing.

Anyway, no matter how crazy Su Han is, judging from the current development, it is beneficial to him.

So, let’s paint with peace of mind.

Takamiya Mio who finished painting the first wall took a step back, trying to see the effect in the distance.

On the wall, pure white rabbits come to life.

It looks pretty good.

Takamiya Mio looked at the way Kannazuki Kyohei was drawing.

Unlike Takamiya Mio, this man who once belonged to AST used a rather freehand painting method, quite in the style of splash-ink painting.

To this, Takamiya Mio couldn't help frowning.

Although Kannazuki's painting is very good, every time he swipes the pen, ink dots will be splashed out, which will stain the white wall next to it, resulting in a bad final effect.

"Kannazuki, your painting... has dirty edges."

Probably out of obsessive-compulsive disorder, she looked at the man who seemed to be scribbling pen and ink, and reminded.

"That kind of thing doesn't matter at all."

In response to this, the man who was swaying his pen and ink turned his head, full of spirits.

unimportant?

As if encountering something incomprehensible, Takamiya Mio frowned as she looked at the unreadable background.

"Although it looks dirty now, as long as the ink spots are dry and a new pattern is applied, no one will know what the wall used to be like."

Soon, Kannazuki's reply came out.

It turned out to be the case.

Takamiya Mio seemed to understand.

Kannazuki's painting method is probably to draw the main object first, and then make the background.

Because the impasto method will be used next, there is no need to care about how dirty the background is today.

after all--

As long as the new pattern is applied, no one will know what the wall used to be like.

Apply new colors to old colors, and finally the newly painted colors will appear in people's vision.

Unless they have the ability to see through, otherwise, no one will be able to recognize these...

Yes, it is very simple.

After all, a new curtain can cover up too many things.

For some reason, when she thought of this, Murasame Lingyin thought of Su Han's face.

That guy also always likes to hide his heart and real plans with a grinning expression.

If you don't have the ability to pry into your heart, you will definitely be deceived by him...

and many more.

As if suddenly thinking of something, Takamiya Mio looked at the black color that was about to be smeared with thick dye, making it hard to see.

In Kannazuki's astonished expression, Takamiya Mio patted a large ball of white dye on the ink stain with his hand expressionlessly, and then dried it with a hair dryer.

After finishing this, she took out a knife and wiped off the top layer.

What caught the eye was white.

She swung the knife again, and wiped the white that still had a raised surface.

It was still white.

Then the third knife, the fourth knife, the fifth knife...

After the protruding substance was almost completely wiped away, the turbid black was very conspicuous in a white wall.

Putting new layers on old things, disguising their essence...

In Kannazuki's sight, the expression of "Murasame Reine" was unprecedentedly gloomy.

Chapter 67 Lies, Lies, or Fucking Lies

Go back in time some time ago.

Fraxinus, belonging to Ratatosk, is an air battleship that is mainly responsible for the support work of Wuhe Shidou when he conquers the elves.

As the warship of the organization that saves the elves, Fraxinus is equipped with quite complete ambulance facilities to provide medical support for the elves injured by AST or DEM.

Wuhe Shiori walked on the road leading to the infirmary with a gloomy expression.

very bad.

Not long ago, Ratatoskr sent a very heavy message.

"We found a comatose elf near the amusement park."

Yes, dying elves have been found.

Elves are monster-like existences.

This is a fact people know.

In front of them, the so-called anti-elf army-artificial magicians are just a group of hard-working children who delay time by beating.

Magicians who can defeat elves are basically of the blood of wizards, and have little to do with humans.

It can even be said that humans have basically never gained the upper hand on the battlefield with the elves without national power fully intervening.

But now...

In the medical room, beautiful girls with different styles were lying on the hospital bed, their faces as pale as thin paper.

And beside those girls, apart from the members of Ratatoskr who are local doctors, there are also a large number of cute girls.

Tobiichi Origami, Yoshino, Yatogami Tohka.

This was a character that Itsuka Shiori could recognize.

However, besides them, there were two unfamiliar figures present.

A cartoonist with a beautiful appearance but a sense of decadence.

Looking at the beautiful singer who seemed to be hostile in his sight.

Those two were undoubtedly unfamiliar faces to Ms. Wuhe Shiori.

However, the abundant spiritual power on those unfamiliar faces was enough to prove their identities.

They are all elves.

Now, whether it is an elf he knows or an elf he doesn't know, they all look worried.

The reason is also very simple.

In the infirmary, lying there are their compatriots.

For a population with a total population of less than twenty, it would undoubtedly be a catastrophe for three compatriots to live or die at the same time.