Chapter 30 New Moon, Wings

Chapter 31: New Moon, Wings
The day passed quickly. In the evening, the person who led me out of the organization came back to pick me up. Of course, I took sleeping pills.

After that, studying on Sundays was even more relaxing. Because Jingliu was teaching me two art classes, there were no rules for what to do like in the first five days. I could study in my own room, and I could study while enjoying the milk tea that Jingliu made for me. The most important thing was that Jingliu got me a set of OL clothes from somewhere. I couldn't tell you how comfortable my life was. After learning piano and violin, I also learned harmonica. As for why. It's because the harmonica is convenient to carry. Although the wing necklace makes it convenient for me to carry anything. But I can't suddenly pull out a piano from the necklace. As for the art painting class, I only chose sketching, because I am not very interested in painting, and I learned sketching just to kill time.

"Hey, Sister Jingliu. Are you ready?" I squinted my eyes and looked at Jingliu.

"Just bear with me for a little while, Bing, it will be done soon." Jingliu pointed at me with narrowed eyes while holding a pencil. He said he wanted to teach me how to sketch. But in the end, he asked me to pose and stand here as a model. I was ashamed.

"Hurry up. My hands are sore." I shouted unscrupulously. In order to pose, Jingliu asked me to take out the silver Desert Eagle, and dual-wield it. I have been standing for more than ten minutes. Although I can stand for hours without moving with the AWP. But it is just a pose after all. Very boring. I don't understand why they have to draw me holding a gun. According to Jingliu, she once imagined it in her mind, and after thinking about it, she found that the posture of me holding a gun should be the most handsome. So she asked me to pose like this.

"Hi~hi~. The painting is done. Come and see." Jingliu handed me the painting excitedly. I grabbed it and looked at it, raised my eyebrows and asked. "Huh? Sister Jingliu. Why do I feel like I'm not that tall?" Although my body proportions are very good now, I am a 7-year-old child after all. My height is only about or meters. But the proportions of me in Jingliu's painting show that I am definitely meters tall. In the painting, I hold guns with both hands crossed in front of my chest. Two silver pistols are just against my shoulders. I look very cold.

"Hehe. This is what I, your sister, imagined you would look like in the future based on your current appearance. Isn't it handsome?" Jingliu smiled sweetly.

"Yeah. It's really beautiful." I look much more mature in this painting than I do now. I have to say Jingliu's painting skills are really amazing. I feel happy looking at Jingliu's smile. "But I always feel like something is missing." I raised my eyebrows.

"What? Something is missing?" Jingliu took the painting and looked at it. "I don't think there is anything missing. The nose and eyes are all there." Jingliu looked at me innocently.

"Hey, hey... How could these things be missing?" I smiled with my eyes narrowed. "I mean, are there some backgrounds missing?"

"Hmm..." Jingliu thought for a moment, dragging his chin. "Indeed. The plain white background does seem to be missing something. So what do you want as the background?"

"Well, I don't know. It depends on how you want to draw, Sister Jingliu."

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door. Who could be looking for me at this hour? Jingliu got up and opened the door.

"Hello, Sister Jingliu." A gentle voice sounded outside the door.

"Ah. Shiho. Hello." Shizuru greeted Shiho in the same way. Because of the familiarity during this week, Shizuru has started to call Shirley "Shiho", and Shiho has also started to call Shizuru "Shizuru Sister" like me. Of course, this is limited to private.

"Huh? Shiho. Welcome to my place~" I said happily. Of course I was happy. It was rare for Shiho to come to my place. Usually, she either came because I asked her to come or because she had something to ask me. And this time, as expected, she had something to ask me...

"Um. Bing. I came here to ask you a few questions about the cultural class that day."

"Eh? Are there questions that even a genius can't answer?" I said with a smile.

"I'm not like you. I'm a monster."

"..."

"Puchi." Jingliu heard our conversation from behind us and couldn't help laughing. Seeing me turn around and look at her with my eyes narrowed, she left the room with a smile, under the pretext of preparing drinks and snacks for us.

"Hey. Bing." Shiho turned around and asked me after seeing Shizuru leave.

"Huh? What?"

"Are you letting Sister Jingliu play uniform seduction on you?"

"Aha?"

"OL, maid, nurse uniforms, the only missing ones are bunny girls and cheongsams, right?" Shiho looked at me with disdain.

"Hehe... Hehe. Actually, we're still missing the cat girl and the student uniform." I looked at Shiho with a twitching mouth.

"You!! Humph..." Shiho turned her head away and stopped looking at me.

"I'm kidding. It was Sister Jingliu who wanted to dress like that. I didn't force her. If you don't believe me, ask her yourself when she comes back.

"satyr.."

"Hey, hey. Don't say that, Shiho." I said with an embarrassed smile.

"abnormal."

"...Um. Shiho. Don't you have any more questions for me?" I changed the subject helplessly.

"Well. But I think I'd better forget it. I don't want a pervert like you to teach me problems." As Shiho said this, she tightened her clothes with both hands.

"Wow, wow, wow... I'm innocent." I said with tears streaming down my face.

"Huh? What are you guys talking about so excitedly?" Jingliu came back to my room with a tray of snacks and drinks.

"We were talking about your clothes, Sister Shizuru." Shiho said calmly with her hands behind her back.

"Oh. This." Jingliu grabbed his tie and said, "Since it's a class, I should act like a teacher." I looked at Jingliu with tears in my eyes. I looked like I was about to cry. She really understood me and saw my embarrassment at once.

"Really?" Shiho squinted her eyes and looked back at me. I nodded quickly like a chicken eating rice.

"Oh. Forget it. Let's talk about serious matters." Shiho looked at me and smiled.

Phew... I took a deep breath and finally escaped. I came to my bedroom. After I told Shiho a few questions that she didn't know how to answer, I sat in the living room with her and Shizuru to chat.

"By the way, Shiho. I haven't asked you before, except for those two days when you were taking cultural courses, what did you take the rest of the time?" Shiho didn't have any firearms or fighting courses, so I wondered what other courses she was taking?

"Professional course study." Shiho took a sip of coffee. "I started professional course training after the elementary school course was finished."

"Hey? Hey. What's the content?" I asked curiously.

"Medicine, chemistry, and biology."

"That's only three days. What about Saturday and Sunday?"

"Music, art and dance." Shiho leaned on the sofa with her arms crossed and smiled at me. "Dance..." I don't know where a lot of resentment came from. "Who is your dance partner?"

"My teacher."

"Male and female."

"Female. What's wrong?"

"Is that so? That's fine then." After hearing that it was a female teacher, my resentment instantly disappeared without a trace.

"Puchi. Hahahaha." Jingliu, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help it anymore and laughed exaggeratedly, completely disregarding her ladylike image.

"Yes... I'm sorry. Hahaha." Seeing her laugh unscrupulously, I couldn't help but look at her with a half-moon eye.

"Hehe.. Hehe~" Jingliu tried hard to hold back from laughing out loud.

"By the way, Shiho. Why do you, a researcher, want to learn dance?" I changed the subject.

"Yeah. Because Sunday is my elective day. The electives include fighting, firearms, disguise, vocal music, and dance. I don't like firearms and fighting. Although I like music, I don't like singing. As for disguise... I don't like it either. That's why I chose dance."

"Is that so?" I thought about it. Apart from fighting with firearms, Sister Bei should have taught her how to disguise herself. Haha. She must be unwilling.

————The scent of orchids, the scent of lavender, the scent of home & the wings of angels, the wings of demons, the wings of guardians————

"By the way, Shiho. I have a painting here. It was just drawn by Shizuka-sama, but it has no background. You can come and give me some advice on what kind of background to add." I suddenly thought of the painting just now, and maybe Shiho could give me a good suggestion.

"Painting?" Shiho was puzzled.

"Yes. This is it." I took the painting off the drawing board and handed it to Shiho.

"This is..." Shiho was a little dazed as she looked at the person in the painting.

"According to Sister Shizuka, this is me ten years later." I put my hands behind my head and smiled at Shiho with my white teeth bared. "Hehe, isn't he handsome?"

"If you really look like this when you grow up, I will admit it." Shiho said embarrassedly with red cheeks.

"Huh?" I was surprised. Shiho didn't respond coldly, and even admitted it. Does that mean she has a crush on me?
"Don't look at me like that, you pervert." Shiho squinted her eyes at me. "I'm just acknowledging that Shizuru-neeki's drawings are great."

"Wow, wow, wow..." I burst into tears.

"Hehe. Okay Shiho, you've been learning painting for a long time, so tell me what kind of background should be added to this painting." Shizuru came to my rescue.

"Sister Jingliu, did you really draw this picture while watching that pervert draw it?" Shiho asked calmly.

“Wow, wow, wow…” I burst into tears again.

"Yeah. It's exactly what Bing imagined." A drop of cold sweat also flowed down Jingliu's head.

"I see..." Shiho held her chin with one hand as if thinking. After a long while, she uttered a word lightly. "Wings."

"Huh?" Jingliu and I were both surprised.

"Yeah. Wings. Black wings." Shiho said gently. "Add black wings to his back, standing under the full moon. This is the background I came up with."

"Full moon... wings..." Shizuka also thought about it. Then he suddenly realized it. "That's right! That's it, I know, I'll go and modify it now!" Shizuka took the painting and ran back to the studio. I continued to chat with Shiho in the living room.

"Shiho, why do you need to add wings, and black ones at that?"

"I don't know. After I saw the painting, I thought that if the person in the painting was really you, it would be more perfect with wings."

"Hehe. The wings you mentioned. Is this what they look like?" I pulled the necklace from my clothes and held it in front of Shiho. The black wings shone with the light of freedom under the light.

“This is…” Shiho looked at the necklace in my hand with some surprise.

"Hehe. This is an important necklace that I always carry with me. Actually..."

"Bing! Shiho! Come and see how my painting looks like?" Shizuru rushed out of the studio and showed us the revised painting.

Under the moonlight, the black wings are gracefully spread out. Although the whole painting is only in black and white, through the quiet flow of the outline, this monotonous color seems to have magic. However, the moon is not a full moon, but a new moon. But it is this new moon that makes the whole character look more charming.

"That's amazing, Sister Jingliu." I exclaimed. "I didn't expect that the ordinary painting just now would have such a big change after adding the background."

"That's true." Shiho also admired the figure in the painting intently. "Adding wings not only adds a mysterious touch, but also makes this portrait magical."

"Hehe. Just now Shiho said to add the full moon. But I think if it's a new moon it would be more suitable for Bing."

"Why?" I asked puzzledly.

"Because under the full moon, the black wings will be too dazzling. Too dazzling, it seems as if the moonlight was dyed white. In that case..." Jingliu was interrupted by another gentle voice before she finished her words.

"In that case, ice is no longer ice. As expected, a new moon in the dark night is the best background for this painting." Shiho smiled gently. Her smile was beautiful and charming.

After some discussion, Shizuka gave the painting to Shiho, because she knew from the look in Shiho's eyes that Shiho really wanted to get it. And I naturally wouldn't say anything. So Shiho happily took the painting back to her room. And I continued to learn sketching with Shizuka.

"Hey, Sister Jingliu." I asked while scribbling with a pencil. "Can you dance?"

"Yes. What's wrong?" Jingliu was slightly stunned. Then he immediately understood what I meant. "Hehe. Bing. Don't worry. Sister will definitely train you to be a dance king who can dance any steps~"

"..."

In this way, a week passes by like sand in an hourglass. Of course, when we turn the hourglass over, a new week will begin.

ps: Xiaofeng is back. I wonder if you guys missed me after not seeing me for a month? Without further ado, here are three chapters!
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