Divinity Academy’s Crazy Demon Lord’s Son 95

Chapter 95 – 28. Eirin’s Art Class (2)

“Are you saying to… Take off your clothes?”

Eirin questioned my words. Unexpectedly, she was taken aback by the words.

However, after examining my expression, he nodded meekly. Maybe it’s because my eyes are so serious. It was because my tone was kind and without the slightest hint of darkness.

“You are serious.”
“Yes. Eirin. Maybe I’d be better suited for portrait painting than still life painting. Looking at the portrait you drew of me, I feel the same way. But the maid outfit you are wearing now looks too complicated for me to draw.”

It sounds like sophistry, but it wasn’t a lie. With clothes removed as much as possible, lots of flesh color… I felt like I could draw something with the body of a pure person like that.

“For now, if it’s not the maid uniform, but the underwear inside it. It wouldn’t be more difficult than drawing a maid outfit yourself. Eirin, because I want to draw the entire silhouette of your body once.”
“I see. In order to outline the body, the maid uniform might get in the way… Okay. Young master.”

Fortunately, Eirin convinced me. Of course, Eirin wouldn’t refuse even if I forced her to.

Still, it wasn’t a forced order containing such selfishness and shadyness. It’s because I have something I really want to draw as an artist.

‘At least, it seems that a much better picture will come out than the squid or tentacle animal of a while ago. If only I could draw Eirin’s naked body as a model.’

Ei-Lin stood up from her chair where she was sitting while drawing her picture. And she, a little while ago, she stood right in front of the chair over the easel where I was sitting.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed. Although I calmly explained why. Still, it was embarrassing to suddenly undress like this in front of me.

Still, Ei-Lin tried to keep her calm expression and told me.

“I’ll just take off my maid uniform for now.”

She slipped out of her maid outfit. She first unbuttoned her apron and unbuttoned her maid dress with her hands behind her back. Then she took off the one-piece maid dress and set it down underneath her.

Then it became full underwear. Eirin’s body was exposed. Eirin is slightly shorter than average. And being a bit skinny, it’s a far cry from her voluptuous figure.

But the proportions are so good, and the lines that show through her body are beautiful. Her skinny torso has slightly narrow shoulders, and the lines drawn over her upper body add to her Ei-Lin femininity.

“Would it be okay if I was in my underwear…?”

Eirin was wearing a black bra. Not only the color, but the overall design was close to mature lingerie.

It was a strange bra that matched her usually taciturn and mature woman and her unexpectedly well. And even though it’s covered by the bra, the flesh of the breasts that is visible outside is also nice to look at.

In her dreams, Ai-Lin compared her own breasts to Lilia’s, annoyed. In fact, her Ei-Lin’s breasts, despite her skinny frame, weren’t small enough to hold her peachy shape.

And having already squeezed Ei-Lin’s breasts, I knew very well how soft and pleasant those breasts felt in her hands.

My gaze naturally descended further down Eirin. Very narrow waist. For her size, her hips and hips were on the flat side, so she drew a convex curve just below her waist.

And Ei-Lin had very slim legs. Her legs, which went below her hips, had long legs, even though she was wearing ordinary shoes, not heels.

What’s more, Ai Lin’s bottom underwear today was not the band stockings and garter belt she used to be. Black pantyhose that covered everything up to the top of the panties.

The panties she was wearing were the same black. Even the bra and set-like panties had an adult-like design close to lingerie.

Those pantyhose made Eirin’s lower body line even smoother. And Ei-Lin’s skin, looming through the thin material of the stockings, looked even more bizarre than her bare skin.

“Young master? Would this… Be okay?”

Ei-Lin crossed her arms and twisted her body slightly. My eyes looking at her body were unchangingly sincere. Ei-Lin was in her underwear, so she couldn’t help but feel ashamed.

But she didn’t take off her maid headband until the end. Like I said, aren’t you doing dirty things right now? It was the right choice.

“It will be uncomfortable to stand still. She just needs to sit in that chair.”

Ei-Lin followed her words. She brought her legs together and put her hands on her knees. Uncharacteristic of her, her nervousness clearly showed through, as if the stiff posture of an applicant sitting in front of her interviewer.

“You don’t have to be too nervous. Eirin. If I’m in such an awkward position, I’ll have a harder time drawing. You can move your body naturally.”

At my words, Ei-Lin nodded her head. She wiggled her body for a moment, then sat down with her legs slightly slanted together.

I calmly started drawing Ei-rin in her sketchbook.

***

Ei-Lin was busy trying to calm her arduous chest.

It’s been a long time since she drew a picture that looked like a picture properly. It wasn’t the graffiti that I occasionally scribbled on the surplus paper in the mansion. A portrait of a really good person.

The opponent there is Eirin, who is hiding her heart… She was that muppet.

Of course, before painting that portrait. An unidentified tentacle animal drawn by the Bocchan… No, a water bottle. She looked at the picture and laughed rudely. So, to reflect on that rudeness, she drew even more diligently.

And the result surprised even Eirin herself.

‘Of course… I guess it’s because I like drawing models.’

It wasn’t an overly arrogant picture, though. In any case, the painting seems to have stimulated the artistic soul in the boy.

Master Julian said with an extremely passionate look in his eyes that he would draw a picture with himself as a model. He also told me to take off my clothes.

‘I thought it might be a play, but… It was a really serious look.’

After all, Bocchan was sincere. He was sitting in a chair, drawing himself hard. After last winter. Just like the usual sincere eyes of the young master who returned to normal from a madman.

She was diligently putting herself into her sketchbook, not stopping her pencil for a moment.

‘That’s why I’m even more ashamed…’

All in all, today I wore more underwear than usual. Waiting for the young master who did not return all night, my nervousness did not subside.

At one point. I was very annoyed at the thought that the young master was dating another woman. So, to soothe the irritation, he changed his underwear into a more mature style.

In her usual maid outfit, not the one she was wearing at night.

‘Because I might end up serving with the young master dressed as usual.’

If that happened, he didn’t want to lose to other women. That’s why I was wearing my current underwear for the match… I never imagined that I would show it in a situation like this, not in the middle of the crowd.

“Eirin? Can you change your position for a second? I want you to sit cross-legged.”
“Yeah? Ah… I see. Young master.”

While I was lost in other thoughts for a while. The young master demanded a new posture for himself. Reflexively at the boy’s words, he crossed his legs.

And until now, I’ve deliberately tried not to be conscious of it. That secret place between the crotch that was gently rubbed. It felt really wet.

‘In such a situation. What are you thinking? Eirin!’

It was. She never said that she herself has weird exhibitionism. Of course, the problem is the young master’s serious gaze.

With those serious eyes, he kept staring at himself in his underwear. Unbeknownst to Eirin, infatuation was welling up inside her.

‘I can’t do this… She’s not some kind of disgruntled spinster.’

No. She actually had to admit that she was frustrated to some extent. The deep dawn of yesterday when the young master did not return.

Ei-Lin kept thinking of the young master, but in the end she couldn’t stand it. Because she stopped masturbating herself, which she learned from the master. She actually had some reason for changing her underwear.

Her plain underwear was sloppy from her masturbation. That’s a lot of it too.

‘It’s strange… You’ve become calm and intelligent since last winter. I think I’m the only one who got weird. Not even a lewd maid… Why on earth…’

Crunchy square-

The young master was so absorbed in the painting that he did not say anything except to direct the pose. Silence in the room. And the sound of a pencil coming through.

But in that silence, Eirin’s body was becoming more and more sensitive. Her white skin, which her underwear alone couldn’t cover, gradually turned red.

***

The picture is complete. I drew a picture with so much concentration that I was surprised by myself. Although Eirin’s underwear was bizarre enough to make the tyrant run wild in no time, she was terribly hot.

Seeing her bare skin exposed through her underwear, my creative desire flared up, and I was barely able to appease the tyrant.

“Hmm…”

However, when I saw the result, my feelings were subtle. It certainly looked better than the previous poor painting. Still, it was subtle.

“Eirin. Would you like to come and look at this picture?”
“Yeah? Yeah! All right!”

Eirin responded in surprise, unlike her. Soon after, she returned to her usual expression and came towards me.

“This painting…”

As expected, her expression when she looked at my picture became subtle. Eirin was definitely the picture I drew. Eirin’s fine silhouette. Beautiful face. Because I drew them all with a pencil.

Rather, in a very short moment, it was an absolutely not bad portrait that achieved great development.

“I… You drew very well. Young master.”

So Eirin also gave me words of praise. But I didn’t miss that slightly embarrassed expression.

Like, how am I supposed to explain this? It was a look that thought so.

It was. There was no problem in drawing Eirin’s bare skin. Because you drew it just the way it was.

But Eirin’s underwear was the problem. The underwear in the picture I drew was changed to a tentacle animal with an unpleasant appearance, not underwear.

So, far from being a normal portrait, it ended up being a picture of Eirin being raped by tentacles.

“Whew… That’s strange. If you just try to draw things. A strange squid or octopus pops out. It’s not like it’s cursed or anything.”

Ei-Lin also seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but she showed an understanding expression to some extent. In fact, the crafts Julian made in my atelier were similar to this.

Even if you think about the black jasmine stick you gave to Rosette. All of the works of art made by Julian contained a cosmic horror-like grotesque.

I thought it would be different if it was a human body. Underwear is a thing anyway. It must have been the artistic talent of my body to turn anything other than human skin into a cosmic horror.

“I thought it would work well this time. I’m embarrassed. I guess…”
“Looks like my underwear got in the way.”

Smart Eirin figured out the reason at once. I’m sure if Eirin took off even her underwear… These ugly tentacles might not come out.

At least the naked body was drawn properly. But it would be rude to ask Eirin to take off her underwear.

‘I decided to use it for Eirin’s rest today.’

I closed the sketchbook without hesitation.

“Well, I didn’t like it a little bit. Still, it’s better than the vase painting a while ago. That’s enough. Eirin, you wear a maid outfit again…”
“Wait! Young master!”

Ei-Lin cut off his words abruptly. And she exclaimed urgently.

“Painting is… Art is… When you start to get used to it, you have to keep that sense going. It’s not that I absolutely deny the master’s artistic skills. But if you practice a little more like this now. The young master may also improve his skills even more.”

Erin was right. Art is difficult to grasp. Because I, to some extent, have acquired that sense of drawing people.

But the problem is the tentacle monster. I was reluctant to draw Eirin again because of the strange talent, no eccentricity, of turning even underwear into tentacles.

Even if it was just a painting, I didn’t want to re-draw the scene where something other than myself insulted Eirin. If that something is a tentacle, I’m done talking.

The moment I roundly say that fact. Eirin put on an expression of determination.

“Young master. If you don’t mind, Master, why don’t you practice drawing a little more?”

After saying that, Ei-rin went back to the chair she had been sitting on a moment ago.

“If this happens, the young master might be able to draw a proper picture.”

Then she started to take off all of her underwear that was left of her.

“Eirin?”

A bra, pantyhose, and even the panties inside. Ei-Lin took off all her underwear and she was completely naked.

“If it wasn’t… Not semi-nude… If it was completely nude, the young master might be able to show off his skills more fully. This is… Drawing a picture… I want to help more.”

Even as Ei-Lin said that, she slightly covered her bare chest with her arm, as if she was ashamed.

But I saw it at that moment. Eirin’s nipples are unexpectedly very erect. And at first glance, Eirin’s secret place was wet with embarrassing juices.

“Yes? Then I’ll get it. Eirin. Let’s try drawing some more.”

I did not show any signs of noticing this fact, and calmly opened a new page in my sketchbook.