The picturesque rice cakes are delicious today

"Hey, Togo. You didn't decide this way, did you?

"Yeah."

Show Faye the plaster statue behind the iron lattice, who caught up with me, and say:

"Make it that guy"

Faye looked carefully at the living plaster statue behind the iron lattice... at me... then again at the plaster statue... I said.

"... what happened to your hobby?

"I want to draw"

I conveyed my desires intact. [M] And this is my hobby.

"No, no, no, you have more to draw! Pretty or beautiful!

"Yeah. I'll make this guy"

"Are you insane!? Man!?

It's insane. What are you talking about, Faye?

"'Cause you're buying a corner slave!? You're a woman! You choose a woman!

"... the nude dessant of a woman is a little still... yeah"

"Wait! You, are you going to nude dessert a man!? Are you insane!?

Hmmm...... yeah. If I were this guy's desan, I'd feel like I'd be learning. It's like we made a specimen of something called muscle building.

Nothing, I don't want to draw naked, but I want to draw many kanji of this muscle. From all angles, I want to draw many.

Mostly, it's a plaster statue. A plaster statue is like a representative of a pencil dessert motif.

And right in front of me, there's a living plaster statue. I just have to draw this already!

"... maybe you, like a man...?

"That's not true"

That's not true. But I always wanted the plaster statue.

Then I started explaining the plaster statue to Faye.

The plaster statue is an excellent replica of sculpture. That the person who does the dessert is definitely a motif to draw once. Because I can't clearly picture the plaster statue in my head, I don't think I can paint and materialize the plaster statue with the image alone.

Then… all this time, the deathsand of the plaster statue was an admirer.

... I admired it. Plaster statue desan. I was jealous to see someone in the art department paint a plaster statue desan.

Even when I went to see just a few exhibits of the art department at a cultural festival or something, there were a few plaster statue desserts.

I wanted to try it too. But the plaster statue is expensive. It's a little too expensive to buy for high school lunch. It's full because I buy oil painting canvas, paint paper for watercolor, and more paint and pencils, so I couldn't buy a plaster statue.

... So, the plaster statue Desan, I want to do it.

If there is a living plaster statue, I want to buy it.

This man, I want to draw.

Faye's face became indescribable as I explained it. [M] Maybe he thinks, 'This guy's an idiot,' but he also thinks, 'But if you want to do that, you don't want to stop'. That's the face of Kanji.

... and Faye, roaring, roaring... approached the iron lattice.

"Ah already...... hey you there! Can you do your chores!?

And I started talking to the living plaster statue across the iron lattice.

... a living plaster statue, moved.

I loosen up, my neck moves, my eyes are pointed this way.

Wow. When your body moves, your muscles change shape, too. Pulled by it, skin stretches and shrinks, and then, after all, the impression changes depending on the angle! Wow! I want to draw!

You're gonna buy me.

"Apparently! So, can you take care of this guy!? Can you take care of this guy who is going to fly off somewhere fuzzy, forgetting to sleep as soon as he leaves the world!? It's a job to take care of your sleeping meals and remind you of one more errand a day!

... I feel like I'm giving you a hell of a introduction. I do forget to sleep a lot, but I don't think I'm going to be floating away, and I don't think I'm going to be fluffy. No, he said he was going to fly fluff, what? Is that how I am seen? [M] Something...... hmm.

"Are you insane? All I can do is fight.... look at that bill."

That's what the living plaster statue said, then, lightly in the jaw, showed a bill attached to an iron lattice.

"... Whew."

And when I look at the bills, Faye groans.... I wonder what it says.

"As you can see. I'm killing people. That's why I got stuck here."

... Oh, could it be, a sin...?

Apparently, this plaster statue has killed people before. Oh, my God.

"Hey, Togo. You should stop this guy for a second on the boulder... okay?

"I don't like it. Definitely make this guy."

Don't hate sin and hate plaster statues.

"No, you, haven't you forgotten your original purpose? Replacing the seal's demon stone and aiding in life, huh? As anyone can trade, for now, slaves who do chores and stuff, I'm here to find you, okay?... Hey! You're a slave! You can't do chores other than fight!? Hey, tell me you can do it! If you tell me, I can break it too!

"If you want me to do chores, you pick other slaves. I have confidence in my strength and strength, but don't expect anything else. You'll see."

"Yeah. You'll see. Excellent. Best wishes."

You'll see. The more I look at it, the more plaster it is. Exactly.

Besides, if you want me to be a model, I need strength. A statue of living plaster, with strength....... yeah. Perfect for conditions.

"Yes, no! Togo, get back to your sanity! Let's do something else! Nah!"

Faye says so, but I want a plaster statue.

"Mostly, Togo. You, what's your life? What do you do with your life?"

Life. Life...

... After a moment of reflection, I approached the iron lattice.

The living plaster statue across the iron lattice looked a little suspicious... but what I say is decided.

"... I'll do my best to keep you healthy"

The plaster statue looked so puzzling. Oh, when the expression comes on, it doesn't look like a plaster statue. But this is it...

"... what am I supposed to say when I get bought, are you guys really glad it was me"

"Yeah."

"I'm not good. I don't know... I can't break my togo, I can't help it, it's already..."

So I bought a living plaster statue. Very satisfied.

We did it. I got a living plaster statue.

Wow. That's as much plaster as you can see. Deep carving, I guess. That's called a face, a workout figure. And the atmosphere. I don't talk much, I don't move much. That kind of place is more and more like a plaster statue. Wow.

What should I do? Looking forward to it. I want this guy to live in my house, and, uh, I want him to model.

Oh, maybe we shouldn't live together. Then I guess I should build another house for him.

Then we have to clean him up. After all, it's because you're a criminal slave or not being taken care of... the point is, you don't seem to cut your hair or take a bath much. I'm gonna have you do a corner model, so let's stick around there.

That means I guess I should build a bath. I feel a little too rude to bathe in a living plaster statue. I want him to take a proper bath, warm his body, and improve his blood flow and stuff.

Instead of me taking care of him, I'll feel like I'm taking care of him. Yeah.

"... togo. You, you... No, I'm not saying anything. It's my best friend's choice. You're not about to talk to me...!

Yeah. I'm really glad Faye's like that.

... By the way, the cost of this living plaster statue is owned by the Redgard family. I tried to quit, but they said, 'Then I'll have a villa in town,' so I decided to take great care of this place.

"Hey Togo. Another one, slave, you want to buy one? The guy who takes good care of me. This guy's a criminal slave, so he was a lot cheaper than his budget. If you want to hire another one, you can hire one."

"Yeah, fine. Because there was no one else I wanted to draw."

"... you know, not a model here, but a slave to take care of you, to find... oh, forget it"

Yeah. That's the thing.

So I got a living plaster statue. Faye gave me permission, too, so I'm fine. You did it.

"Well... you don't know what I'm talking about here right now. Let's just go home."

"Yeah."

It's almost sundown. As it is today, we are going to have the Redgard family stay. I'll take care of you.

In the meantime, Faye's brother and father made me laugh a lot.

He went out to hire slaves to help him with his life and brought home a living plaster statue. That seems to have been something interesting to them inside. Yeah, that's fine if you want me to be funny.

"Heh heh... right. Mr. Towgo, this is who you are."

"Let's get that slave ready for now. Let's start with a bath."

...... so I decided to bathe the slave first at the Redgard family mansion.

In the meantime, I wait in the garden of the Redgard family.

If I was to take the responsibility of bathing the plaster statue people, I would wait in the garden because the Redgard maids told me, 'It's kind of like letting a boulder do that to Togo'.

I said why the garden, because I saw the garden flowers through the window. When I said I wanted to see it, Faye gave me pleasant permission. So we're in the garden now.

"Beautiful."

"Mm-hmm. My gardener's a good guy."

Answer as Faye grinned. Really? This beautiful garden is built by someone.

The garden looked colorful with flowers I didn't know. Maybe this flower, the one I don't have in my world. Some guys are similar, but a little different, I mean. Yeah. Let me draw this garden one day, too.

... That's how I was looking at the garden for a bit.

"Hey, Togo. It's about that slave."

Faye did, he's cutting it out.

"Ready? This slave is a criminal slave, so he's wearing a collar."

"Yeah...... I thought you wanted to take it off because it's a little out of the way"

Collar, I remember that. He looks like he's made of iron, a little wide. Because of that, it's a little hard to see how the neck muscles are doing. That, I want to take it off.

"Listen to the end of the story!... you know what? The collar is a magic tool. As long as you wear it, you can never attack someone or thing your husband or husband doesn't want you to attack, and you can't stay away from your husband more than a certain"

Oh, was that what had that feature?

Oh, wow. Does it just have a collar on it, 'My husband or I don't want him to attack me, I can't attack things'? This world is different after all.... No, maybe in my world, if I stuck an electrode or something in my brain, I could do something similar...

"So it's not gonna be a big deal, but, you know, be careful.... okay, don't forget. This slave's criminal record is' murder ', right?

"Yeah."

Right. It's... a little scary there, maybe.

... but as far as he looks very dear from the living plaster statue that seems to be going through the process right now... he will never attack me, then there will be no particular problem. Maybe.

"Then! Make your life right! If that slave won't do it, then you'll have to do it!

"Yeah."

Then it's tough over there, too.

I have to prepare for two people from now on about life, mainly meals. We have to work hard. Mainly, let's not forget to eat, in that sense.

"Dear Togo. I got it."

Then the maids brought me a living plaster statue.

...... yeah. Wow.

"Beautiful"

She took a bath and got clean, and then she got her hair and mustache done, too. My hair, which was still stretched, is properly done. I asked him to get my mustache done and keep it, so it's really like a Hercules statue. Alternatively, it was in a collection of art borrowed from a teacher, a statue of Raocorn.

Um, which one? Hercules or Laocorn? I wonder if the muscle-tightened kanji is close to the Raocorn statue. The neat face looks much younger than the Laocorn statue. I wonder if it resembles the statue of Hercules when he was younger. My hair is not curly, so for that matter, is it a little different from both? But, yeah, either way. No.

... Then, I got clean, saw it right in the bright spot, and finally got a clear idea of his color flavor.

Her hair is Steel Gray. Her skin is slightly pale and dark, and her eyes are beautiful yellow. Yellow, or golden, or... yes. Winter, when the sun rises late, when the morning sun is coming straight from the side. Yeah, well, the clouds, the wires, the roads, they all come in this color. Yes. His eyes are the color of the morning sun.

I wonder what it is. I guess it's because my eyes are bright. Extra plaster-like statue. See, plaster statues are white, so there's no difference in color taste between eyes, skin, or hair. And the living plaster statue in front of me is as dark as my hair and my eyes are a little bright... there's not much difference in contrast.

For example, I have dark hair and eyes, and my skin doesn't... go outside, so I haven't really burned it. So the difference between eyes, hair and skin becomes clear. But he doesn't have it in front of him.

Wow. Exotic, or otherworldly? That's what it is. I thought of Faye the first time I saw her, but she's got such a beautiful color.

For a while, I was looking at a living plaster statue. The living plaster statue then looks a little awkward. I guess it would have been rude to watch too much. I'm sorry.

"… master. The name."

And the living plaster statue, yes, I've heard. His voice is low, and it sounds like he rubbed heavy stones against each other, that's what it sounds like. Nice inside.

"Name? My name is Kiryu Above. And you?"

None.

"Mr. Nye?

"... no name. You can call it what you want."

Uh... a little trouble, I turn to Faye. Then Faye looked a little surprised. Oh, this, I thought it was normal in the other world, but it doesn't seem that way.

"Dude, what do you mean you don't have a name?

"Threw away."

Throw it away... is it something you can do, a name?

"Well, it would make sense at the time you're killing people. Ma, no."

Oh, that's okay. If you say Fay is good, maybe it's good.

"So thogo. Name him, give him something. Not really."

"Yeah. Plaster statue"

"Other than that"

Oh, yes.

... That's why we decided on his name for the living plaster statue.

His name is Laocles. Naturally, I took it from the plaster statue.

"Nice to meet you, Laocles"

Laocles didn't particularly answer, just sighed when he looked at me and said, hey. Yeah, well, fine.

"Just say hello to the model today"

"... what do you mean"

Raocles looks surprised at me.

"It would be hard not to move, so draw as fast as you can. Oh, but if I put in a break, I want you to draw it again in another pose. Just sit on that couch..."

"Hey, husband"

I am obsessed with preparing paintings. Painting paper and pencils. The pencil is for the pencil dessert, a sharpener with a long core. Because I've come to this world, I'm no longer mad at you for making pencils this way of sharpening. Yeah. I'm happy with one of these details.

"It's okay, 'cause I won't be up all night,' cause I'll be done when I draw about 3 sheets"

"About what. Say what you're going to do."

Though I was a little surprised... I was glad to see Laocles sitting on the couch even though he said so.

"I want to paint you. I want you to draw it."