Shinka no Mi

My painting that crosses Lulne in a Rin Roba and poses the same as Napoleon.

..................... Nanda Colle.

Besides, he's not wearing a hood.

It is painted normally with dark hair and dark eyes. You've come to Wang Du and you've never seen a dark-haired, dark-eyed figure, so whatever you think, it's me. Lurne looks exactly like him.

... Could the hood have come off before I realized it? Such an idiot......

That's what I thought, but my hands were full because I hold Lune's reins, and in that intense movement, I realized I couldn't hold the hood down very much.

... What the hell have I been struggling with...?

Well, even though dark hair and dark eyes are rare, I know they're not there, so that's not the problem.

Yes, the most problematic thing is -.

"Hey, what an ambitious figure..."

"Oh... I guess this is what heroes look like in the story..."

"Rin in love, cool......"

- - That my appearance on the Lulne is beautified by the unusual.

Kiri! He is portrayed as such a handsome and incredibly handsome man who is likely to have a pseudonym.

…………

Who are you?

I did lose weight!? What? Its futile beautification! I'm portrayed as a mecha handsome guy!?

... Oh, maybe a different person is the model, not me?

On second thought, there's no way I'm going to be chosen as a model. You might have had a dark-haired, dark-eyed handsome guy who stumbled across a loba resembling Lune.

I see, I'm convinced to think so.

But a handsome guy across the loba... hey, there was someone unusual!

"Now, Mr. May, please introduce your work"

'Yes... this painting depicts a certain person who gave me the courage to compete in this tournament. He is an amazing man who competed and won the King's Capital Cup in Loba last month. I can't forget the sights of that time.'

I knew it was me. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I collapsed on the spot.

I said the King's Cup last month! You're the only one who wins a loba or something! There's no way out!

First of all, there's no such thing as a handsome guy on a roba looking good!

May's been chasing after me for a lot of damage.

'I see...... so what is the name of the work?

"The name of the work is [Hero]!

Shit! You're gonna die of embarrassment!?

Not just because I'm embarrassed, but because I'm about to be squashed with guilt! You're sorry!? You're such a hero!

He wears the hood even deeper and is disgraced, Salia and Al say.

"Makoto, that's cool!

"Oh...... that, that's cool"

Go to the ophthalmologist! You guys have seen my face before!?

"That's the Lord. I'm a hero enough to fall in love."

"What comment!

Unexpectedly twitchy on Lurne's dialogue, he quickly embarrasses himself.

It's a shame to play......!

But even if I leave my face at this time, I think May painted an amazing picture.

In this world, there can't be anyone who knows that Napoleon painting, so I'm guessing it's definitely a painting of May as he sees it, as he feels.

I just wonder if the obvious difference with Napoleon's painting is that he's kicking the wolf, not the one doing the mountain climb!

Leon, the judge, quietly opened his mouth as he was becoming half-assed and self-absorbed.

"- Fantastic"

Forgive me already.

That's what I thought from the bottom of my heart to Mr. Leon.

'The placement of the person, the pose, the situation around… In everything, this is perfect. This is the only way you know you're a talented person.'

"Oh, no..."

'However, the roughness is still noticeable for color schemes, etc. But that means there's plenty of room for growth. Keep up the great painting, May'

'! Ha, ha!

Mr. Leon gave me a huge smile, Mae, who was highly regarded.

'- This concludes the introduction of the work of the participants. From now on, Mr. Leon will be asked to elect the Best Award. There will be time to select and the announcement will be made in half an hour'

Such an announcement was heard and the people who were gathered at the venue, each of them began to take a break.

Thus, Clay and May's work was successfully presented.

◆ ◇ ◆

Speaking of results, May was named the Best Award and Clay became the Outstanding Award.

May was, at that time, much crying of joy, and Clay was honestly praising May's work.

I don't know, Clay's a good guy. He's handsome.

With that in mind, I was on my way to where May and Clay were.

Salia and I went back to the inn, so I'm alone now.

While avoiding the crowd, when I managed to get to Clay's place, it seemed like they noticed me over there.

"Hmm? Oh, Makoto"

"Ah, Makichi!

"Tired. You were both amazing paintings."

To be honest with you, May laughed as lighted and Clay strayed from her chest, naturally.

"It's obvious, right? I drew this!

"You're as confident as ever. I thought you might regret it a little more..."

Saying that in a bitter laugh, Clay says with a serious look.

"Of course, I regret it. But more than that, she... May's painting was wonderful. So I'm satisfied in a way."

"Hmm... well, if Clay's satisfied, I think that's fine. However, when I saw and felt this painting competition, I knew I didn't understand what the artist was thinking."

No more, I can't keep up with the story at all.

Even the paintings I think are good from me, the artists capture the paintings with a diagonal sensibility... and they really made me feel different from ordinary people like me.

But Clay, who got my word, shook his head to the side.

"That's not true, Makichi."

"Huh?"

"In the first place, music and painting are things that we can live without in our lives, and we artists who pursue them are certain to be incomprehensible."

……

"But for the first time in its futile form, inspiring and understood, our work becomes [art]. What people don't understand, no matter how good it is, is just crap in the end."

……

"In that sense, that's exactly what my work is. Grandpa told me and I finally realized it. My grandfather praised my painting for the kickass I started painting. From then on, to be honest, I was never praised by anyone else. People interested in my painting, Grandpa's grandson, just buy it. I didn't find any value in my paintings."

Clay's expression to say so was a little lonely to see for the first time.

But in the next moment, it turns into a strong look filled with confidence.

"That's why I don't stop painting, and I'm proud of my painting. The first connoisseur to make my work [art] is myself. Nobody else, I have to understand my work, it can't be [art] for anyone."

"Clay......"

I honestly had respect for Clay's thoughts.

He's strong. And I don't think genius is a mistake, either.

Then Mae, who was listening next door, said she thought the same thing, shrugging small.

"Mr. Clay... that's amazing"

"Right..."

Clay tells us in a high tension, not knowing how we are.

"Well, I guess it's time for me to excuse myself! Now that I know how to improve on my work, I want to hit the canvas with this feeling right now! So... Saraba!

To put it that way, Clay went away from the spot with a refreshment. He's really healthy......

If you two drop that off, May turns to me.

"Er... Makichi. Thank you so much for everything!

"No, I didn't do anything..."

"That's not true! Thanks to Seiichi, I have had the courage to compete in this tournament, and most importantly, because of Seiichi's work, my paintings have been completed!

"... I wish I could have helped Mae..."

I remember that painting, and I shudder on my own. Really, I'm sorry I'm such a hero.

"Whatever it is, I'm relieved you're safe. When Mae appeared on the stage, she was so nervous watching me."

"Well, that's... as embarrassing as it sounds"

May said so, petting the dog's ears, leaning down. Yeah, you look like a puppy.

Thinking of that on his own, May looked up and, like Clay, who had just left, had a determined look on his face.

"Makichi. I'm going to go to [Amria], the capital of art, to learn about painting."

"Amria?"

"Yes! It was a city of famous artists, like Master Leon, who were judges this time. Earlier, Leon asked me if I could learn about the painting there..."

"Oh! That's awesome."

Is this, like, a scout or something?

Like Clay said, this painting tournament sounds amazing, and isn't it strange to have an invitation like that?

"So I'm going to say goodbye to this city soon..."

"Oh well... I miss that"

"Yes...... you really can't thank Seiichi enough. In that square, I owe it all to Seiichi for buying me the first painting and for braving me. So..."

"You're not. It's all Mae's strength. I bought the painting and won the best prize in the tournament because Mae's painting was great. So I think you can put your chest up."

When I said yes, May laughed happily.

"Then Makichi. If I'm in Amria and I learn to paint well, could you let me paint Makichi first?

"Huh? Give me my painting?

... It's not a jerk gag, is it?

"Yes! Give me Makichi's painting!

"... I think it's boring where you drew my paintings... but I'm glad. Then let me ask you a favor?

"Yes! Stay tuned!

At the end of the day, Mae had a glowing smile.

- I never dreamed that this would be the beginning with me of two people called [the genius of abstract painting] and dubbed [the genius of painting], and that [hero] 's work would become famous all over the world.