Variety Comic: I am Amamiya Ren, jump from the N ship!

"There’s no need to cook dinner today. Well, just wait for me to come back at home."

"I have already ordered takeout. As a patient, you should get more rest."

I dialed the takeaway phone number on the way beforehand, and it was already evening when I returned home from the exhibition hall.

I opened the closed door with a key, put on my slippers, and Mahiru Shiina, who was sitting in the living room, heard the sound and quietly came out. head

"Welcome back, Chef Lian, did you prepare the meal so quickly today? Holding the takeaway bag in her hand, Ren Amamiya rolled her eyes angrily.

"Of course, it’s not good to leave someone hungry. After all, not everyone is like me and can satisfy their hunger with 100% satiating jelly."

Seeing the young man speaking the lifeless words calmly, Shiina Mahiru couldn't help but chuckle. He walked slowly to the sofa, opened the takeout bag, and the two began to eat.

The steamed dumplings radiated heat, and after piercing the skin with chopsticks , soup dumplings with oozing soup, and regular soup made with ribs and corn.

The dinner is a Chinese meal. The lights in the living room are turned on, and the sound of the program on the TV is a little noisy.

After the meal, the pre-made soup will be served. Taking out his notes from his commuting bag, Ren Amamiya briefly summarized what happened this morning.

"Tomorrow is a holiday, would you like Mahiru to go to the art exhibition together?"

Taking out the admission ticket with a beautiful cover, Ren Amamiya handed it to Mahiru Shiina.

"No."

Looking through the clearly written notes in her hand, Shiina Mahiru pointed to her ankle wrapped in gauze. She moved slowly on the sofa and gradually approached Amamiya Ren's 01 direction. When the two were one finger away, she Stopped his movements

"Keep the promises you make with others, and you don’t have to worry about me getting bored at home alone."

"I will take a good rest at home tomorrow and review the homework I did today."

Lifting her green jade finger, Shiina Mahiru gently tapped Amamiya Ren's eyebrows.

It slid down her face and landed on the frame of the mirror. Her eyes were soft, and gentle words like exhorting a child came out of her mouth.

"Remember to wear these glasses and don't take them off casually."

Let's meet at Shibuya Station tomorrow!

Got it, nine in the morning, right?

Yes! I hope someone won't stay up late playing games tonight and be late tomorrow.

Ren.....Actually, you don’t have to say anything......

Walking out of the bathroom, wiping her wet hair, sitting on the sofa, Ren Amamiya replied to the message on Line.

Morgana sat next to him, her sapphire blue eyes caught the conversation between several people, and she also made suggestions.

"I've made an agreement with everyone to go to bed early today, right?"

But it was obviously a well-intentioned advice, but when it came to my ears, Amamiya Ren couldn't help but reject it.

"There are more important things to do now....."

"？"

"Subdue demons and eliminate demons."

Early the next morning, Amamiya Ren walked out of the bedroom full of energy and said hello to Morgana, who was looking tired. He put on the casual clothes that he and Hiiragi Suiren bought at the mall some time ago and took them from the refrigerator. With his stomach full of jelly, Ren Amamiya set off from home and came to the station.

It was still early, and he took the train to Shibuya. He was surrounded by crowded people. Wherever he looked, people in suits were wandering around. It was obvious that even if It was Sunday, and they couldn't escape the fate of going to work.

Shibuya is very big. Although Amamiya Ren has been here several times, he failed to remember the surrounding routes. He was forced to turn on his mobile phone and transfer the information recorded on the ticket. Enter the address, and then conduct location navigation.

Not long after, Ren Amamiya saw the figure of Takamaki Anzu.

He waved to indicate that the two of them met, and when the two met, Sakamoto Ryuuji also yawned and came from not far away.

"Good morning, everyone...."

He raised his eyes slightly and looked in the direction of Sakamoto Ryuuji. The dark circles under his eyes became deeper.

"Did you stay up late again yesterday?"

"hey-hey....."

Ren Amamiya's words came to his ears. Sakamoto Ryuuji scratched his head and spoke with some embarrassment.

"Didn't you tell me to pay attention to the time and not be late yesterday, but I bought a new game yesterday....."

"I originally went to bed after playing for a while, but when I came to my senses, it was already three o'clock in the morning......"

After hearing all Sakamoto Ryuji's words, Takamaki Anzu couldn't help but raise her eyes and look at him.

"Then what?"

"And then don’t do anything without stopping....Completely all night long....."

Pointing to the dark circles under his eyes that looked like giant pandas, Ryuji Sakamoto smiled weakly.

"Not being late is a blessing."

In the exhibition hall, the crowd is crowded.

There are densely packed people, and incandescent lights illuminate the surrounding environment. Everywhere you can see, there are posters with the words"Madarame Exhibition"

"So many people....."

Poking his head out of his commuting bag and looking around with curious eyes, Morgana couldn't help but sigh.

With her body concealed to block the sight of the people around her, Takamaki Anzu, standing next to Ren Amamiya, stretched out her palm and gently stroked her furry head.

"It would be troublesome if others discovered it. Morgana had to pay attention to the timing of coming out."

Nodding slightly, Morgana was about to reply when a familiar figure came from not far away. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Wearing a casual suit, Kitagawa Yusuke walked quickly Arriving in front of a few people, he immediately grabbed Ren Amamiya's hand.

His eyes were still full of excitement from the first encounter. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he was frozen in place.

"My name is Ren Amamiya, and the two people here are Anzu Takamaki and Ryuuji Sakamoto."

As if seeing Kitagawa Yusuke's embarrassment, Ren Amamiya softly introduced a few people to him.

Nodding, Kitagawa Yusuke looked gentle,"Welcome, Mr. Amamiya."

Bowing slightly, Kitagawa Yusuke pointed his finger into the distance, and then whispered to Ren Amamiya:"Next, I invite you to join me. I want to introduce to you the painting I want to paint."

After he finished speaking, his eyes came to Sakamoto Ryuji, and his tone became a little cold again.

"As for the two of you....Since you are Amamiya-san’s friends, you can naturally visit this place, but please don’t disturb other guests."

As soon as Kitagawa Yusuke finished speaking, Ren Amamiya's suggestion came out of his mouth.

"Why don't you serve as our guide first and introduce these paintings to us?"

"I'm quite interested in these paintings."

The boy's words reached his ears, and Kitagawa Yusuke's face lit up with joy when he learned that he was interested in paintings.

"my pleasure!"

Yingying behaved as a gentleman, and Kitagawa Yusuke acted as a tour guide for several people.

Madarame's art exhibition mainly focused on Japanese paintings.

Brush paintings, ink paintings, screen paintings, and Ukiyo-e.....

Various paintings are displayed, and the beautiful lighting makes the place even more breathtaking.

There were many onlookers around, either connoisseurs or tourists who came here to admire it, all praising that its varied and strange styles were created by the same person.

At the corner, Kitagawa Yusuke eagerly introduced the origin and style of the painting to several people.

And when he was about to continue his explanation, the sound of interviews not far away attracted several people.

"It's the old man from before!"

Sakamoto Ryuji looked sideways and saw Madarame Ichizai standing in the center of the exhibition hall, surrounded by the interview program team.

"The teacher’s imagination is really amazing!"

"Such an unpredictable style.....It’s really hard to imagine that all the works here were created by you alone...."

"Does the teacher have any secrets?"803 handed the microphone in front of Madarame Ichizai, and the reporter asked him questions

"This is it.....In fact, it is difficult to express in practical language....."

Crossing his hands into the wide sleeves, Madarame pretended to have a distressed look on his face.

He raised his head slightly, as if he thought of something, and continued to add

"Like bubbles emerging one after another from a spring, these inspirations emerge naturally from the heart......That's probably the way to say it."

"naturally....Madarame-sensei’s description is really apt!"

The reporter who was interviewing said it in his usual way. Madarame couldn't help but smile when he heard the words.

"Well, but the key point here should be to stay away from worldly things like money and fame."

"Although my studio is just a dilapidated small house, it is more than enough for exploring aesthetics."

"Broken house.....？"

Anko Takamaki looked back at the people behind her with a puzzled expression, while Ren Amamiya glanced at Yusuke Kitagawa, then lightly patted the girl's shoulder, indicating that she should continue listening.

"I see....Cultivate inner beauty with unintentional intention....Is this the way to say it?"

With a signature flattering smile on his face, the interviewer changed the topic again and continued

"However, I never expected that from the mouth of a master like Madarame-sensei, I would hear the word"shabby house"!"

"If you've seen it, you should understand what I'm saying."

Grabbing his beard, Madarame smiled and shook his head.

There was noisy people around him again, and the audience came in droves not far away.

"I didn’t expect to be able to see Madarame’s true face at the art exhibition!"

"Sure enough, I was right on the first day!"

"Shishasha~Madarame~"

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