Oreki Houtarou's Power-First Classroom

The difficulty instantly changed from normal to hell.

But sorry.

This is the most energy efficient solution.

So, if he deals with it, he will choose to change the world around Baixiangli.

However, let's start with changing her reputation.

"Because of his good looks, coupled with his lack of toughness, even a little cowardly."

Oreki-san said. "And then he's autistic."

"Then, not even in good health."

Oreki-san counted the problems Mokarari had.

And this made Bai Xiangli's cheeks redder the more she listened.

"I...have so many questions?" she said embarrassedly. "And what about my body..."

"Although your fingers are red and have crescent moons, and you look healthy, you actually have a taste disorder." Oreki-san added.

"!!"

Bai Xiangli was instantly surprised. "Why do you know such a thing..."

"You can tell by observation." Oreki-san acted calmly. "When I saw you yesterday, you were drinking beer with chocolate."

"It's a weird thing."

"Well..." Bai Xiangli was stunned, "Sure enough, I'm very strange..."

"It's okay." Oreki-san said relaxedly, "I have met a lot of strange people. So don't take it too seriously. In your autistic state, it is very likely that you will feel impaired after being nervous, so you eat such strange things. Pair it with it, because only these things can make you feel delicious."

As he said this, Oreki-san had already propped up the drawing board.He took out the drawing board with his left hand and started color mixing.

"Then... let's begin."

"Is there anything you like?" Oreki-san asked.

"No, I like book handles at most." Bai Xiangli said, "I like Manyoshu."

"Vaguely thunderous, cloudy sky, but I hope the wind and rain come, I can keep you here."

This is really young and petty.

That's why you don't fit in here.

Everyone else is living you in Wenqing.

Oreki-san had already picked up the brush and painted a patch of blue on the drawing paper.

"Then I'll just draw whatever I want," Oreki-san said.

But his movements are not at all random, with a unique charm and beauty.

"This is……"

Watching Oreki-san's movements, Momoka couldn't help but gently tuck her black hair behind her ears.

She felt that her mind seemed to be suddenly attracted at this moment.

"This is cheating... oh no, it's quite advanced painting." Oreki-san said. "You're lucky to see all this."

"The real painting is to convey thoughts."

"And real paintings can speak."

"People with problems in your heart like you can be cured by looking at paintings. I call this method painting therapy."

"..."

Momoka felt that Oreki-san always said that she had inner problems, which was too much, but she felt that she could not refute it.

And she wants to say now that your attitude is very unlike that of a normal student.

But she felt that Oreki-san was doing something very important, so she couldn't disturb him.

So he focused his attention on his painting.

……

Bai Xiangli's eyes focused.

blue.

Deep blue.

The incomparably deep blue was spread on the paper.

It's beautiful.

But Oreki-san picked up a thin black paintbrush.

Sketching started.

The outline of the city appeared.

Her face appeared.

"This is……"

Momoka was watching Oreki-san's movements almost intently, but she came to her senses.

After realizing it, Oreki-san wanted to draw her.

Surprised, she quickly covered her lips again.

"It's okay for you to speak," Oreki-san said. "I'm not going to be distracted by that."

As if to prove his words, Oreki-san's hand movements became more skillful as he spoke.

This is awesome.

But Bai Xiangli quickly pressed her lips and told her to shut up.

He just stared at Oreki-san’s paintings.

Oreki-san's paintings are always like this. After a shocking color adjustment, what he wants to paint will soon appear.

It's that kind, that kind of thing, you don't pay attention for a second, and then you swipe it and you become shocked.

And then it came to mind? ?Surprised at what she had just missed.

What did she miss.

Because I didn't notice it at all, I discovered that he had already done a scene that ordinary people couldn't do.

……

"Okay." Oreki-san took out a tissue and wiped the paint on his hands.

Although the plug-in is turned on, as long as you are a painter, your hands can easily get dirty without paying attention.

And the finished painting also appeared on the canvas.

It's a hurried scene.

It was the scene where Baixiangli was in the city, standing under the cherry blossom tree and reaching out to catch the cherry blossoms.

She looks simple and cute, but her overly beautiful face makes her seem alive.

And this painting seems to capture a light and cheerful scene of her.

"Wait a little longer for the paint to dry." Oreki-san added.

"Then……"

Oreki-san said, "Take this painting to Mr. Sojiro for appraisal, just say..."

"This is something your boyfriend gave you."

"I want to frame it."

……

"Why, why do you say that?" Bai Xiangli couldn't help herself from liking this painting, but she raised her eyes when she heard the words.

Her heart became tangled.

Because of her good looks, she has been confessed not only by the opposite sex, but also by the same sex since she was a child.

Could it be that Mitsuha-san has... that meaning?

"I probably... can't..." Bai Xiangli said. "I……"

"I don't have that interest either." Oreki-san put the barrel of the paintbrush against her mouth.

"The reason why you say this is to let everyone who sees your painting understand. The person who painted this picture is someone close to you. If you say it's your boyfriend."

"Then how could you, with such an excellent boyfriend, hook up with an ordinary boy in the countryside? The other party is still a student."

"So the so-called drop in wind ratings will be self-defeating."

"And let you show the painting to Soujiro because he is a painting idiot. If he sees a painting like this, he will definitely be unable to bear it and can't wait to show it."

"But since I'm going to show the paintings, I'll paint a few more supporting scenes."

Saying this, Oreki-san set up the canvas again.

As he spoke, the canvas had been repainted.

The speed is faster than before.

"Ah this"

Momoka felt that she could no longer keep up with Oreki-san's speed.

and.

"Can an exhibition really change my opinion?"

"Of course." Oreki-san said. "You think this kind of cheating...oh no, how much will my painting be worth."

Saying so, he continued to hold the brush.

"..." It was really too slow.