Chapter 602 I have lost
Yuhi laughed and stood up. He extended his hand out and she reluctantly grabbed hold of it.
’If he keeps kissing me like that I will go crazy.’ It’s true that she liked kissing but Yuhi-San takes it way too far.
She returned inside the room with Yuhi, who helped her pick out some colours.
”You know, some of the colours they provide are boring. For your kind of art you want more exotic looking colours.”
”I don’t have time to get those.”
Yuhi’s lips curve to a smile. “You don’t have to. I have a great collection.”
Ah right, Yuhi has loads of paints in his atler. She quickly agreed and followed him out of the room.
Now that she thought about it, quite some time has passed since she last saw Yuhi-san paint anything. They have both been busy with their respective careers and the underworld stuff. It seems Yuhi is frequently seen in the holy knights base in Tokyo.
It is not like he is sneaking around and not telling her when he goes there. But his frequent visits worry her. Sumire sighed deeply. ‘I don’t want to pry and trouble him.’ If she brings it up he will surely tell her all the details. He is not the type of person who will hide things in the name of protecting her.
After walking for a few minutes they eventually reached his atler. Surprisingly the doors were opened, and inside there was a woman with long blonde hair.
”Touko. What are you doi-” Yuhi paused and suddenly sighed. “Hey snap out of it.”
”This pitch black painting suits me. I can no longer paint.”
Sumire scanned the room and saw several broken canvases with black paint on.
”Touko, it’s alright.”
”I can’t paint anymore.”
Sumire felt her heart beat increase when she watched Touko rip the canvas, and the sketchpads on the ground.
When she got a good look at the paintings, it felt like her heart would stop.
The girl didn’t draw anything that took much skill. To anybody walking by it would simply look like a bunch of random colours. But for her it was a different.
A world of colour, it’s the same feeling she gets from Yuhi’s paintings.
Her use of intense colours is the same and yet she can feel more depth, it is almost like her paintings are alive.
After attending this school for over a year Sumire has noticed that nobody in this school is more talented than her, other than Yuhi. There were a few good ones, but nobody good enough to challenge her.
For the first time since she came here, she truly feels like she has lost.
But, it would be childish of her to kick up a fuss.
She proceeded to clean things up when Touko flung her arms around Yuhi’s neck.
”I regret leaving, please come back to me. I like you Yuhi.”
At those words she flinched and put the piece of broken canvas down. Did she hear that correctly?
’How dare she confess when I am in the room.’
Then again just now she did have that empty look in her eyes. Maybe she ought to just leave? She doesn’t understand what truly happened between them.
Yuhi told her their relationship was one of mutual benefits. ‘It’s only because of our talents.’ That type of relationship isn’t something she can understand.
Moreover the look on Touko’s face and when she said that she could no longer paint.
This person is serious about art, so she does not want to disrespect her.
Sumire sighed and quietly left the room. It looked like Yuhi wanted to stop her but she shook her head.
’I’ll wander around for a bit and then return.’ She doesn’t want Yuhi to misunderstand. It’s just a situation where she cannot interfere in because she lacks the knowledge.
Her thoughts broke off when somebody hits her head with a clipboard.
”Shin.”
”What are you doing? What about class?”
”I was picking out some paints.” Sumire trailed off and pointed to Yuhi’s atler. “But something happened.”
Shin sighed. “Are you talking about Amano Touko? I hear she has been causing a fuss recently.”
”She has?”
”She returned abroad shortly after she first came. When she came back here right before winter break, she started to destroy all her paintings. The other teachers don’t know what to do.”
So that explains why she hasn’t seen that woman since that time. Sumire sighed. ‘*I don’t really want to waste time handling my romantic rivals right now.’*
”Are you okay?”
Sumire laughed softly. “Mm, I still feel a bit lightheaded. But my temperature went down. Thank you for yesterday.”
”It’s nothing.” Shin paused. “Atsuro wants you to drop by Jupiter records soon and to meet the other guys.”
”I have heard about Okoyama-san from Jun-kun. Is there anybody else?”
”Our drummer Shohei has quite the personality.” Shin rubbed the back of his neck. He seemed troubled. “I think you should meet him sooner rather than later.”
”I understand, I’ll try to make time for it. Hino’s really scary though. So I don’t think I’ll have the opportunity for awhile.”
”Then don’t rush, your career return is the most important thing. It seems he is keeping you quite busy but it’s better to be in the limelight.”
”I know but it’s troubling.”
Shin suddenly tapped her forehead.
”Don’t overthink it. Just focus on singing like you always have done.”
”Are you worried about me?”
”You always make people worry, don’t sound so impressed.”
”Aha, I guess.”
Before she could say another word however she felt somebody grab hold of hand. Sumire turned and spotted Yuhi. “My dear–” She paused in mid-sentence when she saw the look on his face.
Yuhi is dragging her away before she could even process the thought in her mind.
After walking for a few minutes Yuhi eventually stopped walking. Sumire scanned the area they were in, he led her outside. This is behind the gymanis- her thoughts broke off when he suddenly kissed her.
Uh- dearest? What is he doing? Is this the right response after hearing a confession from another woman? Or is he trying to say he turned her down? That is probably it.
She eventually managed to break free. “Y-yuhi-san stop, stop. I didn’t walk away because I thought you would accept her. I left because I knew you would reject her. It would be awkward for me to be there at the time, also- I don’t quite understand what was wrong with Touko-san so-” Her rambling lead to Yuhi harshly flicking her forehead.
”Ouch.”
”I think I told you this previously, but I feel uneasy when you run away without saying a word.”
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