#thirdtimemasterpiece

When it was time for lunch, almost everyone left the classroom to eat their meals elsewhere.  Saihara normally the one to spend his lunchtime in the library, but today, he was just going to stay in the classroom with his bento.  For some reason, the young detective was feeling sluggish in his movements, as if it was simply too troublesome to move for the most part.  Paying attention to his teacher’s lectures was also troublesome, so Saihara just allowed for the words to flow right over his head.  He will just read the required material later, he supposed.

—  ❝ Is there any way to show respect to your God besides the sacrifice of blood?          You must understand my conundrum, yes? ❞

“Paintin’s never been somethin’ I’m good at, I usually prefer drawin’”

「🌠」While almost half of his attempts at drawing always seemed to turn out horrible, that didn’t stop a man from trying!! Although, given their fast difference in talent, it was only natural that she’d be a far better painter, let alone artist than he could ever be. Although, despite her not showing an interest in going to space, it did beg the question..