Chapter 252 Are you sure you want me to draw?

"Oh, that's right, we haven't checked out the venue yet. The display location has already been decided, right? Going to scout the site might give us even better ideas," Schneider said.

"It would be great if it's in a prominent spot."

Hearing this, the four of them said, "...Don't expect too much. If your expectations are too high...you might be disap...?"

Upon arriving at the venue, everyone looked at the huge space in confusion. Shesi glanced at the number on the sign Iruma was holding, then at the venue number.

'It's correct? Why did it become so big? This will take...how long to finish?'

"This is dozens of times bigger than last year!"

"The location is also excellent."

Yē Mǎ Shǐ said, "Well, it's not surprising. After all, the seniors made such amazing things last year. Even we heard about it. And your Division has three high-ranking demons of Rank 5."

Hearing this, Shesi and the others didn't rejoice but exchanged glances.

"Although we're motivated...we're severely understaffed," Shesi sighed, looking at the nearby Division display tents, which were almost finished being set up.

Iruma also looked at Azu.

"So the Division exhibition is in three weeks, right? Everyone is very busy."

...Danger...Inside the Art Division...

"I...I almost got squashed," a small, black-haired demon finally climbed to a corner of the Art Division, sighing.

This demon was Bain Marni, a second-year student at Babyls.

The Art Division becomes extremely busy during this time. All the Divisions owe us favors for our help. However...there are exceptions, like herself. Because of her small stature, she couldn't do large-scale work, nor could she carry building materials. In the end, she could only draw flyers or posters. She felt so ashamed of being idle! 'I'm sorry...I can only huddle in the corner of the Division, completely useless...' But...actually, Bain Marni looked at everyone busy.

"It seems like it will be done quickly..." As soon as Bain Marni had this thought, she immediately shook her head.

'No, even if I go, I'll just get in the way and cause trouble for everyone...A corner dweller of the Art Division, it's too presumptuous to compare myself to the main force! After all, do any of the members even remember me?'

Bain Marni sighed, then stood up, ready to get a paintbrush from the nearby shelf.

"Let's draw something, other posters or something. At least do something to pass the time..."

'A burden should act like a burden...don't cause trouble for others...Who put the paintbrush so high!'

Suddenly, a hand helped Bain Marni get the paintbrush and handed it to her.

"Eh? Ah, th-thank you."

Bain Marni looked at the owner of the hand.

She was also a corner dweller of the Art Division, Bimu, a fifth-year senior. However...fifth-year students usually wouldn't be at school, but this demon always stayed in the Art Division, doing nothing, always idle...a big mystery...But it was said that she used to draw all sorts of things, though Bain Marni had never seen them. But she was very kind.

Suddenly,

"Oh dear...this is a bit difficult! We are honored to help you, who are currently so popular, but you applied too late. We have to deal with the work of other Divisions, so please be understanding. Ah...let me think...if there's anyone else we can use..."

The Division Head looked towards Bain Marni.

Bain Marni: "Eh?"

Iruma looked at Bain Marni opposite her.

"Excuse me, may we talk for a moment?"

"The first time I heard of a haunted house, what came to my mind was 'the bowing parome.' Even if I can't create a masterpiece of that level, I want to create something that will envelop everyone in fear and excitement, so please, I beg you...Eh?" Sylvia wanted to continue her passionate speech, but she saw the other party had already turned into a limp mess.

"S-sorry, you're too dazzling, your aura is too strong, I'm going to melt."

Iruma, seeing the other party look over, also spoke.

'I know, I'm sorry for making such a sudden request, but we desperately need the power of the Art Division. I know this is difficult! But please, lend us a hand.'

Then both of them bowed.

Bain Marni looked at this scene.

"Although I really want to agree immediately, but...three weeks...the design...I...Bain Marni finds it hard to agree. After all, we are the burdens of the Art Division. No matter what, don't cause trouble for others..."

Before Bain Marni could finish speaking, a huge figure appeared behind her.

"What are your interests?"

"Eh?" Iruma and Sylvia looked at the demon behind her.

"Exercising, eating."

"I wasn't asking about that. I meant to ask about your interests? I was talking about her," Bimu looked at the woman in the sketch.

"Eh?"

"What music does she like, what food does she like, what does she dislike? Where was she born, how old is she this year, does she have a partner?"

"Ah..." Sylvia paused, then said, "Sorry, I haven't considered those things yet."

Hearing this, Bimu said, "For fear, the origin and the framework are very important. When, where, and what happened to give birth to fear? If these are missing, fear will be an empty shell. What you are depicting are just simple lines, and cannot be called a painting."

It seemed Bimu had finished speaking and started walking back, intending to lie down again.

Seeing this, Bain Marni quickly said, "Bimu, that's too rude...it's very impolite. After all, it's her painting."

However, Sylvia, hearing this, was stunned.

"Bimu."

Sylvia stood up.

"The author of 'the bowing parome'? Bimu R. Judain? I'm your fan!"

Seeing the other party turn around, Sylvia immediately said, "I am truly honored to see 'the bowing parome' painted by Bimu. I never thought such a lifelike painting truly existed! The 'haunted house' I'm making this time is very different in temperament from your 'the bowing parome,' but it can be said to embody your painting style. So...that is, if possible, please help us with the drawings for the haunted house!"

Sylvia's voice reached Bimu's ears.

"Me...to draw? Really?" Bimu rushed directly to Sylvia's side and held Sylvia's hand.

"Demons who have seen my paintings all experience problems in some way. Vomiting, constantly foaming at the mouth, repeating mysterious topics, or wanting to die. Even if! That's okay, right? You, as the sponsors, will take sole responsibility, right? You really want me to draw, right?"

Iruma and Sylvia both swallowed...It seemed they had gotten into big trouble.

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