The picturesque rice cakes are delicious today

"Why don't you go see the museum today?

"Let's go."

That day I answered Claire's proposal twice and decided to go to the museum. [M]

There's something I'd like to draw... but to see the color of the sunset stained glass, it has to be in the evening. That's why it's okay to stay at the museum until then.

That's why I went to the museum with Mr. Crowe and Laocles.

"... awesome"

Because it's the Royal Museum of Art.

Right, Royal. So it's a museum built by the King. Yeah, it's amazing just by name.

But what's amazing is the museum itself, not the name. The museum building itself seems to be a piece of art. Gold inlays run on marble pillars, glass windows are beautifully crafted, and the shadows that fall when the light comes in are so beautiful.

A luxurious chandelier sits on the ceiling of the lobby as soon as it enters. The floor is lined up with tiles of several colors.... this is amazing.

"We haven't reached the artwork yet."

"The building is a work of art."

When I entered the royal castle, I looked around and enjoyed the view of the museum. In the meantime, Mr Crowe got through the reception and we were able to enter the museum.

... the museum was the best.

There were lots of paintings, lots of sculptures, lots of things to learn.

There are also several watercolor-like paintings, and there is much to learn from them in particular. I want to be able to move as much as I intended...

Oil paintings are still being practiced, so there is a feeling that I have not been able to analyze the technology. I'd like to come and see more oil paintings.

And then... there were some mysterious paintings that weren't watercolors or oil paintings.

I wonder... it was a "magic painting".

... by crushing and powdering magic stones and painting them... using various colors, such as "slime mucus", "dragon saliva" and "phoenix tears"... instead of brushes, it seems to draw magically.

It seems that if you can properly control magic, the color will move and become a picture as you imagine. It seems that the murals of the royal castle were made in this way.

Yeah, I don't know what that means. But I'm very interested. Let's try it again.

Perhaps the most important discovery I made this time at the museum was the discovery of magical paintings. No, there were a lot of other things, and I learned a lot about watercolors... but look, if you find new painting materials, you'll be a little... happy.

My head was filled with magic paintings, but as I walked around the museum... something came up that bothered me a little.

"... by what standards do I collect pictures here?"

Somehow, the direction is fragmented. I can say that there are various kinds of things, but... somehow, "Are you sure you want to leave this in the museum? Something like '. No, if they say this kind of art, that's all.

But rather than intentional expression, there are a few pictures like this that seem to be missing technology...

"... it seems that the paintings around here are 'paintings painted by amazing painters'."

Claire explained to me with a little sigh.

"The point is, it's a painting made by a nobleman."

... um, what does that mean?

When I was in trouble, Mr Crowe said with a slightly dissatisfied face.

"I mean, I'm not a good artist, but I'm in a museum called 'Paintings of the Nobles'."

... and then I looked around the museum and I felt a little complicated.

I really like the painting that is decorated in the corner, or the picture that is put in the glass case in the middle of the room is a little... well, there are a few of them that are not very well made.

Of course, there are many wonderful paintings by artists from noble backgrounds. Especially since magical drawings made of magic stones cannot be done without money, there were many paintings by artists from nobility, and it seems that there is a rich perspective of the author, and it is very enjoyable to watch.

The painting of the King's City painted by a person named "Aurin Hulk" is particularly good. It's a magnificent, slightly nasty picture of a powerful, even frightening kanji, saying, "Look, this is the King's City." Yeah, I really like this. This is what King's Landing looks like to this person, I don't know.

... but after all, that's not all.

There are so many paintings that I don't particularly like when I look at them. Don't you think it's particularly attractive?

On the contrary, such pictures often have uneven shadow colors, misaligned light sources, only one arrangement, and subtle persuasiveness on the screen. "Did this guy really look at the motif and draw it? '.

Hmm... I wonder if it's wrong to attribute superiority or inferiority to art. I think 'worse than me' is too arrogant, and I feel like I should be more humble. But on the other hand, I still have myself thinking, "Is this painting going to be decorated in the middle of the museum?"... It's a very complicated feeling.

"... I don't like him."

What's the matter, suddenly?

"Mmm...."

Somehow... there was a lot to learn, and it was worth coming here too much, but... it was kind of a complicated tour of the museum.

"... Corn-san!

As I was walking out of the museum, I was surprised when Mr. Crowe suddenly called out to me.

"Are you okay now? They don't react even if I call them."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

... it's not like I was suddenly called, it's just that I didn't react. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

"You're kind of blurry, you."

"Mmm...."

Sure, you're blurry. I was. That's why I didn't notice Mr. Crowe's call. Yeah....

"What's going on? This is what you've been doing since the museum."

"I said, 'I hate you,' but that's it."

That's what Claire and Laocles asked me, and I... got a little lost, but I decided to talk to them.

"... the paintings painted by the nobles were decorated, but I'm not convinced at all."

Yeah, I'm not convinced. And if you're not convinced, or if you're not convinced, you think it's a bad thing...

"I don't like seeing some of those paintings and thinking they're bad."

"... I see."

"Bad stuff is bad, but I think it's okay."

"It's not that bad, it's just that I may not find the painting good. I think it's too dishonest and arrogant to say bad."

As I explained, Laocles and Crowe nodded with faces like, 'Is that how you think?'... it seems that my thoughts are being conveyed. I'm glad.

"So, even if it's not so appealing to me, I wonder if it's really appealing to kings and museum people, and I'm losing confidence in my eyes, and I don't know where to base my confidence."

"... you doubt your own eyes before you doubt others'."

"I think you're highly regarded as a 'nobleman'. I don't think it has anything to do with good or bad painting."

Yeah. When I heard them say that, I was getting... crazy.

"The painting that I didn't see convinced me was decorated in the middle of the museum. That's why I think it's highly valued, but if it is, I think it's valued...."

... I wonder what ratings are.

I've been worried about it since I came to King's Landing. [M]

... I started painting again in the evening. A picture of a stained glass inserted at sunset.

I just... somehow, I can't put any force into the brush. I can't concentrate on the painting anymore.

I wonder what ratings are. I don't know why I want it, I don't know what criteria it will be evaluated on, I'm somehow not convinced by the arrangement of the museum's pictures, I somehow dislike myself, I don't understand the feelings of people who want a rating like that at the museum, I don't know what the Lucian of the first corn and the men of the second corn were thinking after all.... Mm-hmm.

"Corn, the fairies are stopping."

"Mmm...."

"Oniichan, is that... okay?

"Mmm...."

"The fairies are about to take your clothes off!

"Hmm... hmm?

Suddenly, I was surprised to hear Lian's voice. I found about five fairies hanging on my shirt and rushed to stop the fairy. I can't do this.

"... are you worried about something?

Yeah, a little.

Answering Lian, who looked at me worriedly, Lian looked a little troubled... a little worried, then said goodbye.

"Is that trouble the one I can help?

"Hmm...."

Maybe it's a different one. But that's how Lian feels, and I'm getting a little help.

... yeah.

"Yeah, I need your help."

"Really!? Then what am I supposed to do!?

"In the meantime, I want you to sit there."

Lian sat in front of me when I gave instructions to her. [M]

That's where I started my pencil drawing.

"... hmm?

"Oh, don't move."

"Oh, ooh... eh?

It seems Lian finally noticed something after I started drawing her. [M]

"... is this how you solve your problems?

"I'm not going to solve this fundamentally, but I'm gonna be fine."

... that's how I made a pencil dress for a boy with a slightly squeamish face under a sunset stained glass.

I switched my mood and concentrated on the painting, so I got a little better. Satisfaction.

... and then I spent a lot of time in King's Landing painting.

I also painted stained glasses that passed through the sunset, I painted a bakery outside the town, I painted a dim view of the back street, I painted a large mansion, I painted a crossing of people on the main street, I painted it anyway.

Then, on the evening of my last day in King's Landing, I returned to the inn with Lean and Ange, with a bunch of decoupled sketchbooks and sheets of paper.

"Ultimately, Corn didn't come to number three."

That's right.

I nodded back because Lian looked a little sad as she walked down the road at sunset.

"Does that mean you're going directly from here?

"Hmm... because I said that maybe Fai and the others might be in trouble..."

... it would have been nice if I had met and talked to the three of you in person, but unfortunately I couldn't meet them in person.

Then... I wonder if this is going to be a discussion between the nobles' house and the nobles' house.

It's going to be a huge mess, and it's going to cause more trouble for Fay than ever... hmm.

I'm home.

"Welcome back."

... but as soon as I got back to the inn, Faye, Laocles and Crowe looked a little steep and waited.

"Corn, can you get out now?"

Eh, yeah.

I was wondering if something happened... and Faye said,

"It seems that a picture of Corgo Huesola is on display at the competition."

The building behind the museum was where Faye and I headed.

So Fay walks towards the people in the museum who are molten.

"Oh, I've been expecting you. Um...."

"In the meantime, let me see the painting. I want you to see Corgo Uesora himself."

Fai said so, and the museum people nodded and led us to the back.

... and as we progressed, we eventually ended up in a warehouse.

"Here we are."

And the museum people show me one thing, and they turn the lights on.

"... corn. Can you check it out?

"Yeah."

That's where Faye prompts me to peek into the picture.

... what was there was a picture of the forest.

It's like a stormy day, that kind of day.

A painting that is dull in gray, smoky, and twists and bends as trees are blown by rough winds.

It was painted in a strange way that closely resembled watercolor, but did not look watercolor... it was very similar to what I painted, and yet there was a painting there that wasn't what I painted.

The name tag attached to the painting reads "Tougo Uesora". Naturally, it's not my handwriting.

... wow.

I feel kind of weird...