Gracie's Wonderful Studio

Gracie after getting a new paintbrush.

I plan to give it a try.

After returning to the studio, she spread out the drawing paper on the drawing board.

She hadn't had time to study it carefully.

Then I found out what color she was thinking about, and the paint of that color would automatically ooze out from the brush.

"Is that so..."

That bracelet doesn't seem to care about the wings on the back.

Also linked to new brushes.

"But it feels much more convenient this way."

Gracie doesn't care, as long as it's easy to use.

She thought about it for a long time.

I haven't even thought about what I want to draw now.

"Just draw a self-portrait."

The girl began to relax.

No need to look at yourself in the mirror.

Self-portraits are still very casual.

Eliminating the steps of using a color palette, Gracie's painting speed can be said to be more than a level.

Plus new paintbrushes, able to hold more "pigments".

Colors become intense and fiery.

An indescribable emotion seems to be conceived from the canvas.

And as the colors interlace, the lines outline.

The image of a little bird trapped in a birdcage is vivid on the paper.

The base color is a gray bird with some color dyed on its body.

Standing in a cage soaked in the same color.

Lift your head and look into the distance.

But even Gracie, who was painting, couldn't tell.

In the painting, is it that poor little bird, or that beautiful birdcage, or something else.

"Grace!"

boom!

Just now.

Boqijiang suddenly entered the door.

Gracie, who was concentrating on the painting with all her heart hanging on the painting, was shocked.

"Ah... Did I get into trouble?"

Goto Ichiri's heart skipped a beat.

in front of her eyes.

Gracie on canvas.

A thick dark gray slash directly divides the bird, the cage, the background...all the colors into two.

It looked like it had been cut by a knife.

I must have ruined Gracie's painting!

"...No, you didn't cause any trouble."

Gracie looked at her destroyed self-portrait in a daze for a while, then looked at Kazuto Goto, and then at her own self-portrait.

Suddenly.

She felt that the cage was not her own.

Birds are not themselves.

This painting is not me.

Perhaps, it used to be.

The surrounding colors are like a cage, day after day, in this oppressive world, there is no change.

Maybe go on like this.

She will also gradually become silent, like a bird in a cage, covered in the same color as the cage.

but now.

Gracie took off the drawing paper and threw it into the wastebasket.

I joined the band band and got to know Dibao, maybe unknowingly, it will change a lot of things.

But the other way around.

It will also be subtly affected.

In the future, she may meet many people of all shapes and sizes, and come into contact with more colors that she has never had before.

The bird has flown out of the cage.

There is no bird cage, and there is no need for existence.

This painting can also be torn off.

After throwing away the painting.

Gracie just realized that she seems to have a lot of discarded drawing paper recently.

The waste paper in the wastebasket was about to pop out.

Gracie raised her little foot and stomped twice, and the fluffy confetti was instantly pressed back into a flat layer.

The sound of hua la hua la sounded very decompressive.

"Yili, what happened? She looks very happy." Gracie asked.

"Our first original song is finished!"

Yili was really excited.

"Hong Xia said let me find you to rehearse, and then the official performance will begin."

"..."

Gracie didn't speak, but looked at Kazuto Goto in surprise.

Finally spit out four words.

"No more fear?"

"This is..."

A mile withered half in an instant.

"How should I put it, I don't have to get into a cardboard box to play now!"

"Quite a strong improvement!" Gracie affirmed.

"Well, I thought so too."

One mile and one was praised, and I didn't know the south, east, north and west again.

But this time she woke up quickly.

"However, for the sake of the performance, we still need to rehearse it. Speaking of which... this is the first time you, Gracie, have played with us."

"really."

Gracie nodded.

Several people in the band band are more casual.

This does not mean not taking music seriously.

It's just that these girls have very distinctive personalities and are relatively detached.

It doesn't make you tired like a worker.

Ryo retired from the professional band and stayed here because this brand new band gave her a very comfortable feeling.

"What's the name of the new song?"

"Guitar, Solitude, and the Blue Planet"

"The name seems a bit long..." Gracie thought for a while and said, "It can be shortened."

"Ah... how to change it?"

Goto Ichisato asked hastily.

She also felt that the name seemed too casual, but she didn't know how to come up with it.

"Ichisato Goto."

"exist!"

"no……"

Gracie shook her head.

"I mean, the name of the song was changed to "Ichisato Goto."

"???"

I was dumbfounded.

The whole person is like a broken machine, which will be paralyzed at any time.