"Following the topic we just talked about, after discovering that I have special qualifications that are different from ordinary people, life still has to go on.

I guess Ms. Asukai must have a lot of troubles in her daily life, right?"

Inviting Asukai Muji to sit in his original position, and placing Naruto Akito in the audience, Hoshikatsu continued to be an amateur host:

"For example: Are you studying at school?"

"...No, I haven't gone to school since middle school."

Maybe he finally saw a glimmer of hope in the darkness, Asukai Muji took a breath and said calmly.

It has always been easy for her to control her emotions in order to prevent her emotional fluctuations from causing unnecessary trouble to those around her.

Although she didn't know what the purpose of Xing Ke was, but...

It feels really warm and luxurious to have someone who can chat with me and care about me calmly.

"What about the rest? Like: family and friends and stuff like that?"

"No, how could it be possible?"

Asukai Muji said with a wry smile:

"After my parents sent me to the orphanage, I have always been alone."

"Without family, without friends, and no longer going to school - what is left in Ms. Asukai's life?"

Xingke asked calmly and gently:

"No offense, but Ms. Asukai will fall into nightmares when she sleeps, right?

So when you are awake, even if you don’t have to worry about food and clothing because of the welfare facilities, you still need to do something, right?

Do you have any hobbies?"

For a moment, both Illya and those in the surrounding audience who sympathized with Asukai Muji from the bottom of their hearts were all paying attention.

They want to know about this poor girl.

After a moment of silence, Asukai Muji finally hesitated and said:

"……draw.

In addition to studying school courses and reading on my own, I will draw some paintings by myself to pass the time."

"Oh? Can you take it out for our audience friends to enjoy?

To tell you the truth, I still have quite a few painter friends."

"Okay, but..."

Asukai Muji said in embarrassment, obviously she has nothing to offer now.

"It doesn't matter, I can help you." Ilia on the side smiled and said:

"Since the "heart" can communicate, wouldn't it be great to communicate your thoughts to the world——

【Overwrite·Projection(Overwrite)】~”

Illya has been accepting the thoughts and memories from Asukai Muji, using Illya's illusion as a transit point. Even if the work is no longer around, her memory has also come to reality at this moment——

One after another, wonderful paintings slowly rotate around the cylindrical space. In the interplay of light and shadow, they achieve a harmony of art and beauty, as if they are holding a personal exhibition.

“Oh hoo~ Every painting is a very unique work.

Although it doesn’t look like a superb technique, you can definitely see the author’s dedication and dedication at a glance, and..."

Xingke said with a malicious tease on his lips:

"Ms. Asukai, you can't do this, show your negative emotions so openly and vividly.

Despair and pain are almost overflowing through the canvas, and the children will be frightened and cry."

"...I'm really sorry."

Asukai Muji turned his head and covered his eyes with his long hair to avoid Xingke's teasing, and leaned closer to Illya.

Xingke's teasing made her a little shy and felt uncomfortable.

"Haha, am I complimenting you?"

Xing Ke smiled carelessly.

He could see that although Asukai Muji seemed to be avoiding him, her expression was actually much softer than just now, and she could even see a faint smile...

"Ahem, let's get down to business.

Even if you are far away from the ivory tower where everyone is mixed, Ms. Asukai, you still have your own skills in the field of painting.

Even if you leave the orphanage and become isolated from society in the future, will you still be able to live a stable life in this era of advanced online life?

But what is it that disturbs your hard-earned daily life again?"

"One day, there was a very scary person. He entered my dream and found that he could kill me repeatedly in my dream.

Then he invited other scary people into my dreams.

It went on until someone finally attacked me in the real world."

"Oh? Are there such people who are selfless and perverted? It's better to have fun alone than to have fun with everyone? The idea is very poisonous." Xingke narrowed his eyes slightly and asked with a smile:

"What kind of person is he?"

"He is... a hypocritical gentleman, a perverted murderer disguised as a gentleman. I don't know his name." Asukai Muji described it this way.

"Oh? Gentleman, a gentleman has many meanings.

In a sense, I am also a pure-blooded gentleman born in a family with a long history in England.

But when I arrived at Neon, I became another kind of [gentleman] with a less pure meaning... Ms. Asukai, is that the kind you are talking about?"

"...Huh?" Asukai Muji tilted his head and glanced at Xingke doubtfully, not knowing what he was talking about:

"When he entered my dream, he always wore a red gentleman's hat, a red tuxedo, high boots, and a cane... This is my impression, in a general sense.

gentleman."

"Hahaha, then this misunderstanding is really big.

As a local who has lived in England for a short time, I can tell everyone -

Guys in red tuxedos only appear on villains in fairy tales.

In reality, guys in red tuxedos are either deviant idiots, circus clowns, or simply..."

Xingke's gaze quietly drifted towards a red-faced old man with squinting eyes in the audience, and said:

"...They are just people with mental problems. Please do not confuse them with [Gentlemen]."

"Ha...Okay, I will pay attention to it in the future."

Asukai Muji didn't quite understand what Xing Ke meant, but he happily agreed.

After all, just by hearing the name, you can tell that the person in front of you may be a genuine British [gentleman].

"So, that's it.

In fact, we are lucky enough to have this Ms. Asukai share her newly discovered "Mr. Clown (Mr.)" in today's program.

Let us invite Mr. Hayaseura Otahiko to the stage!~"

The spotlight specially sponsored by Miss Illya, who was very cooperative, instantly fell on the head of a certain pale-haired old man with squinting eyes above the auditorium. He now looked panicked.
Chapter completed!