"Awesome! Mr. Amamiya! This portrait of mine is almost as good as the photo!"
"No, it's just a few sketches, nothing technical..."
It was another day after school. After Mao Lilan and others returned to the office, they happened to see Rui Amamiya surrounded by a group of children in the shop on the first floor, and walked in out of curiosity.
Mao Lilan didn't know much about the new tenant siblings. She only knew that her sister Amamiya Megumi was the host of Mihua TV, and her younger brother Rui Amamiya was a painter.
I heard that the siblings had been living abroad before and only recently decided to come to Japan to develop their lives.
Although he didn't know what prompted them to return to Japan from abroad, Mao Lilan believed that it was definitely not a problem of ability.
She doesn't know her sister yet, but she has seen her brother's painting skills just now. Just the few sketches Amamiya Rui drew just now amazed Mao Lilan.
Whether it is the texture and spatial relationship of the picture, or the spirit of the characters, Amamiya Rui reproduced them almost perfectly in just a few minutes.
Those simple strokes may be the ultimate level that others cannot practice for decades.
"Okay, Suzuki-san."
Amamiya Rui smiled, took off the sketch paper on the drawing board, and handed it to Suzuki Sonoko who was sitting opposite.
"Let's see...it's amazing! Even compared to my brother-in-law, I can't give in too much!"
Taking the sketch paper and looking at his portrait on it, Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but sigh.
To be placed together with her soon-to-be brother-in-law, who she calls "the best in the world", it seems that this sketch of Amamiya Rui really satisfied her.
It is worth mentioning that I don’t know how Suzuki Sonoko persuaded Qing Shuijing. In short, her prospective brother-in-law has not picked her up on time after school in the past few days.
"Thank you, Suzuki-san." Amamiya Rui was humble and polite. He took out another piece of sketch paper and put it away, then looked at Karasuma Ying aside.
"Karasuma-kun, do you want me to draw one for you?"
Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko have already painted, only Karasuma Ying is left.
"Huh? I don't need it, right?" Karasuma Ying heard this and wanted to refuse.
"It's okay, A-ying, Xiaolan and I have already painted, we can't just leave you alone, right? Come on, come on."
Suzuki Sonoko stepped forward and took Karasumaying's hand, forcing her down on the chair.
Conan on the side suddenly had a dead look in his eyes when he heard her words.
[Hey hey hey, am I just excluded? 】
"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. Amemiya..."
Looking at Karasuma Ying sitting on the chair, Amamiya Rui picked up the pen and began to draw on the paper with familiarity.
"Is Karasuma-san a mixed race?" Rui Amamiya suddenly asked while painting.
"Yeah." Karasumaying nodded. Because of her slightly special appearance, people often asked her this.
"As expected, he is a mixed-race child who grew up in Japan..."
"No, I lived in the United States when I was a child. I just transferred to Japan not long ago..."
"Is that so? Can I take the liberty of asking you why Karasuma-san transferred to Japan?"
"Well, it should be said that it is because of family..."
"Parents?"
"Well, you can say..."
Karasuma Ying was vague, but Amamiya Rui didn't ask any more questions. He quickly drew this sketch, then took it off and handed it to Karasuma Ying.
"The painting is done."
Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan also came over.
"Sure enough, he is still very powerful. I will ask my brother-in-law to draw one for me when I get back! My brother-in-law must be even more powerful!"
"Yuanzi, don't say such things in front of Mr. Amamiya..." Mao Lilan said helplessly.
Rui Amamiya just smiled slightly, and then looked at Conan who had been standing next to him for a long time.
"Little brother, why don't I draw one for you too?"
"Yes, Conan, you can draw one too." After hearing this, Mao Lilan stepped forward and took Conan's hand, leading him to sit on a chair.
"Well, okay." Since Mao Lilan said so, Conan naturally had no reason to refuse.
When Conan sat on the chair, Amamiya Rui took out a piece of sketch paper again and started writing.
However, after only drawing for a short time this time, Amamiya Rui suddenly stopped writing and said apologetically to Conan:
"Sorry, someone seems to have sent me a message. Little brother, please wait a moment."
"Well, it's okay." Conan said in a cute tone.
Amamiya Rui put down his pen and took out an older mobile phone from his pocket. He looked at the content on the phone with a smile on his face and pressed his fingers on the buttons.
Amamiya Rui's mobile phone is a bit old-fashioned, the type for the elderly whose buttons can make sounds. As Amamiya Rui presses his fingers, the "tick-tick-tick" sound keeps sounding.
Conan sat quietly on the chair, listening to the sound of the keys, thoughts flying in his mind.
Strange, why does this voice sound familiar?
It sounds like a song, like he was somewhere before... No!
Suddenly coming back to his senses, his wandering thoughts were instantly put back. Conan looked at Amamiya Rui who was still texting in front of him in disbelief, and his pupils shrank sharply.
Crow song? !
The tone of this button is exactly the same as the one that Belmode sent to the adult in the organization!
This person...why did he also hit this tone? !
Is he also a member of that organization? !
"What's wrong? Little brother?" At this moment, Rui Amamiya had put down the phone, looked at Conan with a smile and asked doubtfully.
"Are you feeling unwell? Your face looks ugly. Such a portrait will not look good."
"Uh, um, no, it's not..." The rhythm of thinking was disrupted by Rui Amamiya's words. Conan was still in a panic and couldn't even say a complete sentence.
"You're just kidding, even if my little brother makes a face, I won't make you look ugly."
After comforting Conan with a smile, Amamiya Rui picked up the pen again.
"That! Sister Xiaolan! I have a stomachache..."
Suddenly, Conan, who was in a hurry, clutched his stomach and looked at Mao Lilan aside with an uncomfortable look.
"Huh? Stomach pain?" Mao Lilan heard the words and stepped forward quickly.
"Why do you have a sudden stomachache? Did you eat something at school today?"
"I, I don't know, it just hurts...Sister Xiaolan, let's go back? I want to go to the toilet..."
"Let me take a look." Karasuma Ying also stepped forward, squatted down and pressed Conan's abdomen gently, then pinched his mouth and took a look.
"Sister Ying, how is Conan?" Mao Lilan asked anxiously.
After lowering her head and thinking for a while, Wu Wanying stood up and said with a smile: "It's not a big problem, just some diarrhea. Take him to the toilet first. Take some medicine tonight and have a good sleep. He will be fine tomorrow."
"Really! Little devil!" Suzuki Sonoko heard this and stepped forward to grab Conan's ears. "You must have eaten randomly in school, right?"
"Wow! It hurts!"
Mao Lilan turned to look at Amamiya Rui and said apologetically: "Sorry, Mr. Amamiya, I have caused you trouble. The child has diarrhea. I have to take him back first."
"Don't worry, just come back next time when you have the chance." Amamiya Rui smiled and expressed understanding.
"Um."
Without saying anything more, Mao Lilan picked up the groaning Conan and left quickly.
She didn't notice that in her arms, Conan used the shield of her body to quietly throw something into the corner.
On the side, Karasuma Ying took a deep look at Conan and turned to call Suzuki Sonoko.
"Okay, Yuanzi, let's go up too."
"Huh? I obviously want to chat with Mr. Amamiya for a while... Then Mr. Amamiya, goodbye. I'll see you next time?"
"Well, see you next time."
In this way, the group of four people left one after another, and the shop on the first floor became quiet again.
Rui Amamiya put down his pen, stood up and walked straight to the corner where Conan had "littered garbage" before, squatting down and taking a curious look.
[Oh, isn’t this a bug? 】
Is that little guy so brave? Aren't you afraid that after I discover this bug, I'll go upstairs and silence your whole family?
Really, even if I want to exclude you, it won't work.
Yuzu, you are such a big boy and you are so eager to kill me...
