In a World Where Dirty Cartoons Are Legal 193

Chapter 193 – Volume 39 – Fake Genius and Real Genius (3)

“…What’s the situation?”
“Ah, Yuria. Come on.”

While we were exclaiming admiration for Nike’s cuteness.
Yuria entered the club room carrying her canvas.
He said he drew a picture this time, and it seems that he brought the result.

“It’s a coincidence. This time I’m drawing a similar concept.”
“Oh, yes?”

YuRia asked if she was curious about the topic we were talking about.
It naturally flowed towards showing Rosaria’s cartoons.
And at what YuRia said after reading her work, we looked at her as if it were quite strange.

“Really…”

Surprisingly, the picture YuRia drew was a picture of a woman who looked like her mother and a child who looked like her daughter walking hand in hand with her.
It wasn’t even just such a scene, but a happy family smiling happily with each other.
The more I looked at the soft lines, the more I admired them.

“Isn’t it very cute?”
“Are you okay? It’s the first time I’ve been in an atmosphere like this, so I worried a lot.”
“Unexpectedly, I never thought I would draw a picture like this.”

Of course, Yuria’s paintings have a history of completely different emotions in each of her paintings.
It wasn’t easy to come up with a new expression even if you had a history.
I didn’t know that I would show the senses that were so different.

“…This was him.”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
“Think carefully. This is the woman Yuria drew before.”
“Huh? Is that so?”

I noticed later that the character who plays the role of her mother in this picture is the same as the character she has always drawn.
The same character perfectly expresses completely different lines of emotion, giving a completely different sense.
Because of that, she was momentarily mistaken for another character.

She’s such a young character, by the way, I didn’t think she had kids.
Was there a setting that she had a child?
It’s not just a drawing, it seems that there was a setting for this character.

“Yuria, don’t you plan on drawing comics?”
“Yeah. I still prefer to draw a picture diligently and complete it.”

Drawing an illustration or painting seems to suit my taste more.
Well, there are people who like it more.
I like drawing illustrations, but I prefer manga, so I focus on manga.

“What, is this a glass canvas?”
“Yes. Do you want to see the back too?”
“Behind…?”

It wasn’t a particularly transparent picture, so I wasn’t thinking about the back at all.
I checked to see if there was a separate drawing on the back side as well.
I blinked my eyes at the picture in a way I hadn’t thought of at all.

“What, how did you do it?”
“Did you just draw it?”
“No, it’s just glass… You mean it was painted the other way around?”
“Yes.”

For a moment, my brain couldn’t accept the current situation, so I couldn’t shut my mouth.
Once the glass canvas was turned over, there was a similar but completely different painting on it.
In fact, it can be said that the feeling of Yuria, who tried to draw a picture with various atmospheres last time, is alive.
The way it was expressed was the problem.

‘Beyond fresh, it’s ridiculous. How the hell did you draw this?’

It shocked me more than when I heard that she painted with her fingers because she had no brushes.
So, the picture you see on the back now is not an ordinary painting on the back.
The picture on the outside of the glass is not touched, but the picture drawn on the inside of the other side is reflected…

“No…”
“Why?”
“You’re the scariest when you ask that calmly.”

That is, when I was drawing the picture in the first place, I drew this picture upside down from the other side.
Of course, this is very difficult, and the moment you make a mistake, you have to start over from scratch.
This is because the original oil painting and the way of working itself must be completely different.
If I had to draw something like this, I’d probably just use the trick of painting both sides of a piece of paper or cotton and attaching it to the glass.

‘However, if I do that, I won’t be able to show the texture of oil painting on clear glass.’

This was a work of quality that Yuria could show because she used the regular method.
And in fact, the reason why I feel this special aspect of this work more intensely.
It was because of the tremendous atmosphere of the painting on the back.

“Yuria, you also have scary thoughts.”
“Really? I think it’s something that can happen normally.”
“Anyway, a picture of her buying and selling her own daughter at a time when slavery was outlawed…”

Surprisingly, the picture reflected on the back of the canvas had the same composition as the previous picture, but contained a very different content.
As though her mother is taking her daughter by the hand and taking her away.
Her mother’s condition is very strange, and it seems that she is addicted to something.

To some extent, it includes something that seems to show her broken appearance from the previous work.
The smile of love at the child is completely gone, and he is looking at the money with a greedy expression.
It was as if there was something to be gained with the money.

“Selling her daughter… It’s a judgment I don’t want to even imagine.”
“It’s got a pretty nasty feeling creeping in.”

What should I say, it is a problem because the expressiveness of the picture is so good.
Of course, that happy feeling from before, and now, this greedy and broken feeling contrasts well.
It touches even the subtle expressions of the victimized child’s feelings of fear and the feelings of trusting her mother until the end.

“Should I say that my emotions are likely to be involved in the work…”
“Is that a compliment?”
“Isn’t it? If you drew this subject in the first place, it’s also something that can’t be helped.”

I don’t think I should be deducted from the point of giving such negative emotions in the first place.
It is a part that corresponds to the taste and the characteristics of the work.

“To be honest, there’s nothing wrong with it. Rather, if you ask me to make something like this, you’ll have a hard time?”
“…Actually, Carly, you also draw really pretty illustrations.”
“To embody this level of emotion, I think it’s possible to just pour all my energy into a place that’s normal and comfortable.”

While adding such a special device, I did not have the confidence to create a technical impression by it.
And besides the technical part, the details were also full of praise.
For example, when viewed from the back, the front and left and right sides are reversed, and by designing the inside of the mirror around the frame, the viewer can naturally understand it.

“But wouldn’t it be difficult to pick up a copy if I drew it like this? It wouldn’t be possible to maintain this quality.”
“It’s okay. Copies will only sell the front side.”
“…What?”
“I don’t have the heart to sell the heartless reality for money.”

It’s a cruel reality.
For Yuria, the contents of the back side expressed through the inside of the mirror are more realistic.
It seems that the basic picture outside was drawn thinking that it was an illusion.
However, it is ironic that what is expressed in the mirror is the opposite.

“Anyway, I think the work is perfect. It would be no problem to submit it right away.”
“It’s fortunate. I really wanted to show you that it was you who started this.”
“Ka-Kali is the trigger? Actually, is Carly thinking of abandoning her child?”
“Is that so!?”

It must have been that I was the trigger that drew me to paint.
Unlike Rosa Ria, who used to draw, Yuria had no idea that she was a painting.
Because of me, passing the requirements of her academy entrance exam with only her drawings arose, and it was her first drawing for that entry to be drawn based on my drawings.

“You had a lot of fun today.”

Anyway, I felt it while watching the cartoon Rosaria drew earlier.
Somehow, it seemed that there were so many geniuses around me.
If you don’t limit yourself to cartoons or drawings, Orca can be considered quite a genius when it comes to swordsmanship.

‘Even Nia, who is not in our club, is like that.’

It’s because he was taken for granted because he was overshadowed by the position of crown prince, but he also had considerable talent.
She honestly would have liked to have dragged her into the manga club, if not for what she had to do with her student council.

“Oh, hello…”
“What, Amori?”
“You look very tired. Are you okay?”

Amori, who disappeared last time after receiving only a few tips about manga, appeared with her dark circles on.
He must have been working through the night.
The size of her breasts had shrunk to the level of an orca, as if her mana had been consumed considerably.

“It’s too late to fix and fix it until I like it…”
“No, I think it’s on the fast side. In the first place, I couldn’t even start working on the new main work?”
“I also basically wrote the flow of the work and everything like that. Of course, I added simple cartoons and drawings to remember, but…”
“What on earth are you making, saying unfinished sounds with that mountain of manuscripts?”

However, the succubus, half eaten, couldn’t answer my words properly and crawled into the bed in the corner and fell asleep.
It’s so tiring that I’m like that, and even in the middle of it, it’s true that I organized this and brought it to show me…

“Well, it will take quite a while to look at this amount.”

In the meantime, it seemed like it would be okay to give her a break so she could come to her senses.
Although I often saw Amori drunk on erotic things.
It’s the first time I’ve seen him fall asleep from exhaustion.

Thinking so, she began to look at the manuscript she had brought.
The more she read the much longer and more detailed manuscript than she expected, the more her head hurt.
After reading everything, I involuntarily spat out curse words.

“…Fuckin’ crazy.”

Maybe I should add one more line to the list of geniuses around me.