"Are you going to sketch, Senpai?" Fujiwara Reya got up and followed her outside.
"Yes."
"I'll accompany you."
"No need."
"How about I sketch a portrait of you, Senpai?"
Hoshimi Rinko felt somewhat tempted but neither agreed nor rejected the offer.
Having spent enough time with her, Fujiwara Reya naturally knew it was a tacit approval. He knowingly took the tools from her hand. Kasahara Asuka followed in flip-flops, ready to create mischief at any moment.
After leaving the dojo, the three of them arrived at the windbreak by the beach.
Today was a beautifully bright day, with little wind, and the sun cast a shimmering glow on the pine needles of the windbreak. Little white-breasted birds flitted between the branches, nimbly grooming their feathers.
Hoshimi Rinko took out a book and casually sat down against a pine tree. Fujiwara Reya set up a drawing board next to her, maintaining a two-meter distance, not much different from before.
