Part 1
There stood a large clock tower at the center of the city that was located by a beach that stetches at a long distance.
There wandering or should I say walking on the bottom of the sea side is a large gundam mech that is tasked with guarding the sea for any trespassers that dare to come
I sat at the beach alone as a strong lightning storm was passing by in the distance
Many normal teens here are known to party, work, attend few idols concerts, etc. but not me
I was always alone whether at school or anywhere as evident by how I sat alone at this spot in the shore without any one here with me or anyone in general
I could spot to my left a large dome housing different exotic plants and animals
I could spot to my right a hotel that was a fancy one considered to be a structure that gets many well known visitors and is just very big and spacious.
I was currently cooking pumpkin soup with an electric kettle powered by my large powerbank watching as the gigantous gundam mech unsheathed their sword and was running at the lightining storm to chase it away.
I could hear the cars honking and many people mingling behind me.
What a ludicrous day
I always stay here because of my appreciation in the ethereal
I always enjoy those mise en se I see in fantasy but those are rare moments in my life
The concept of art is something I enjoy thinking about in my life for it is what brings me and reminds me of the beauty and comfort of life.
The many things I see here the giant clock tower and the gundam mech are artworks and whether they are allowed to exist together is up to the one who reads this piece of work
I am confused as of late because I am alone always
I have no friends and my family members are always going to work every day and lately I have not been to school in a while
I did not drop out but my school just had a long break
Only mine while I wonder out there in the thunderstorm
The large thunderstorm in the distance and the large gundam mech that raises it's sword to slash at it.
I enjoy certain beautiful things and my appreciation allowed me to find a difference between what I consider beauty and what I considered very ugly
I observed the many beautiful girls in my life through a monitor and I wondered if I will ever get a girlfriend. I wonder what having a kid would be like. I wonder many things that are best for the future but I enjoy this place this isolated beach.
My favorite is paintings about the large sea one of my favorites was an ukiyo-e.
That famous art piece titled the The Great Wave off Kanagawa by Hokusai opened up in me an interesting yet simple perspective in what I consider beauty.
The many works you read and listen to is something that brings one an amazing insight what one's love for the arts
Why does one make art
Look Back by Tatsuki Fujimoto would explain very much
This piece is just a blank state and you may read it how you like or enjoy it how you please but to be honest I do not know lately what I like now a days.
"Hey what are you doing over there bro."
"Huh? Oh it is you. What are you doing here."
"What do you mean what am I doing here....I am looking for you."
The one who appeared before me is my sister who seems to wear her high school uniform.
I was in an art college and yet I am enjoying the free time that was given to me.
I joined the art department of my college because of my interest in the arts and literary works but my parents wanted me to work in the legal management for a better future and repeatedly saying to me that art will give me no future.
Maybe they are correct since lately my art consist of this gundam mech that is fighting a lightining storm.
"Hey so uhhhh why are you just staring at sea side now it is a bright sunny day."
"I am watching a robot fight a lightning storm in the distance."
"What the hell are you saying you....you....you immature brother! there is no lighting storm! there is also no gundam mech so what are you saying now!"
"I can dream you know."
She let out a sigh and then told me her purpose for finding me.
"I want you to paint a portrait of someone."
"...what?!"
wait what a portrait!? in this day and age?! what is she saying to me.
"Look here now I understand how strange of a request it is but can you accept this request and order of mine."
"So you want me to paint a portrait of you? I can paint you a portrait just hand me your phone and then....."
"No! shut up! let me finish talking before you spout out idiotic lines!"
"okay what is it!"
"Look here no you idiot I want you to paint a portrait of this friend of mine she needs someone to paint her a portait of her because of her family tradition."
"Why do you want me to...."
"This job offers you 200,000 in cash."
"I will take the job."
"Well that was easier than I expected and here I was going to go on a full rant about..."
Part 2
On the day of the job.
"Huh this is the painter you recommend to me!?"
"Uhhh yes he is a skilled painter I assure you."
"Okay then let's proceed follow me artisan."
Today in this large mansion I was accompanied by my sister to meet this friend of her she met at school.
"Hey uhhh dear sister you friend seems kind of....."
"Don't you worry dear brother she will not wave a fan, spout out cliche and cringey bratty lines, or go ohohohohohoho."
We were joking but we both noticed her tremble and give her fan to her servant as we were heading for the room I will paint her.
Later in the room my sister was at one side of the room trying to construct a good apology to this friend of hers, the friend of hers was sitting in her seat sulking and looking mad, while I was constructing my easel and preparing my equipment.
"So then ojou-sama I will...."
"Do not call me that you fiend."
Well that is a surprise she does not want me to call her that huh I would expect her to go on a full rant about me being a commoner or our levels not being the same or perhaps.....
"Whatever you are thinking of stop it I am not so shameless to actually do that to you now begin already or else."
"Okay then princess let's begin."
"Eh...?"
"What is wrong princess....or do you want me to call you miss."
"Whatever! Let's just start already or I will throw you out!"
She then fixed her composure and began to straighten herself making a serious expression and posture as if she is radiating a mature and elegant aura.
"What am I going to do if my brother fails then I might have to serve her like a maid for the rest of my first year."
What the hell kind of kinky thing did I just hear?
"What will happened to me if she...she...she."
Sigh calm down just focus on the painting.
I have not even finished with the sketching part when....
"What will our parents think when she sees me become a kiss ass to my friend oh the look."
"Can you shut up already you are noisy damn it!"
"I am very sorry."
My own sister despite her earlier action to me earlier from the beach she is the most polite, kind, and caring person I know.....however she is also the most how should I say it.....hilarious and very interesting.
Been about an hour when suddenly
"Break!" is what the young miss yelled out
She went off with her maids and went off with a casual look
"We shall continue this later be prepared commoner!"
Nevermind though she actually said it.
My sister then looked at her friend and made a look as if she was either shock or about to laugh....
'what is even happening?'
These exact words are what is stuck in her mind as she watched the supposed noble girl who is cold and unapprochable being kind to a boy such as her brother who is always a bit of a weird and immature one.
My sister began to absorbed me and her friend as we both chatted with each other about different topics.
This conversation started with why I do art to which I answered
"Why I do art well it is something I wanted to do for a while young miss although lately I am starting to get bored of doing this."
"Why do you have to be bored of doing this? This is something you want to do so why be bored of something you freely chose and like doing."
"Because allow me to tell you young miss....I thought the same as you yet lately I have been showed either through the encouragement and concerns of those close to me and the many crucial and excrutating signs"
I was refering to the many times my art seems more and more sloopy, forced, and very rushed.
Lately now I had days when I had a great idea at the wrong moment and no ideas at the most appropriate moment.
"How can that be? You are doing someting you love! You are being very ungra-"
"Yeah well I understand your sentiment....I am indeed being ungrateful....I am given the chance to pursue this passion of mine...and yet when I was given ideas by my own mind I was either studying or have some dues."
The young miss was about to speak but then she stopped as she realized just how much true my words are as she has seen me act more excited and hopeful when she saw me silently focus on my work still on the sketching phase.
I am going to do oil painting for her self-portrait but oil painting is not as complicated as one would think as unlike water coloring which is said to be that water coloring and using acrylic paint is done by beginners as oil painting contain strong orders, proper handling and use of the appropriate tools, and how one cleans up after use.
However the reason I am not using acrylic or water color is because she requires a self portrait and her family's self portraits of many generation were done through the use of oil painting and I was given this job to do for a price lower than regular oil painters because this was a favor from my sister.
I can not afford to make any mistakes whilst the painting process goes so I had to make a rough sketch so I would not make any mistakes whilst the process goes.
This process takes a while and I need to have her stay in that position to fully sketch out every detail so I would not miss anything. The problem here is not my capabilites or the speed of me going but the young miss' schedule. Her schedule is full every week day from Monday to Saturday and having sunday for breaks and since that is happening.
"Okay that is time up now ojou-sama, sir painter you shall continue again tomorrow!"
Is what the young miss' personal maid says since I am only given three hours a day to do this
"Yeah fine by me."
Is my response to her and the servant.
However the issue is also with the time given for me was enough to finish a whole painting as the young miss had to be present and staying in posture. This whole preparation, it had to take the young miss about half an hour or three-fourths of the first hour to get ready with her clothes, to put on enough make-up, and fixing her posture. While about fifteen minutes before the third hour finished is always the time we finished so she could prepare for what is next in her schedule.
I am not expert at oil painting but I knew the process well and did what I could for a total of one hour and fourty-five minutes to two hours and 25 minutes to fulfill everything I could before she off to her next lesson.
I kept on going despite that.
"You say you are bored yet you enjoy this task."
"Yeah I actually do very much Young miss."
I reflected on this whole month of me sketching and observing her.
Ugh so why do you not picture her then paint the portrait based on the portrait.
Is what the audience comprising of my sibling, her servants, and her parents watching me paint well sketch with precision.
"Well you all, as my teacher said digital cameras can distort the colors images capture, flatten the 3D perspectives of the subject and background, and most importantly is that an actual image fails to capture the full range of light placement and the emotions the subject display and portray so we instead of the make use of the human eye to glance, remember and jot them down every single detail that is necessary and essential to the painting itself now."
"Woah!"
The young miss was interested in my explanations as my craftsmanship and determination and resilience is what made her very interested in my work
My younger sister looks on confused looks on. Why is she even blushing when she sees him anyways this is her goofy and immature brother and she has not seen him be nor act this mature and informative as at home he spouts very imaginative stuff and keeps making up random things at home that she grew annoyed of him.
Part 3
The young miss in question has suddenly had this interest in me as she is the one to ask a lot of questions to me although surprisingly....
What interested this young miss was that she grew to be interest in me as overtime she has noticed that I was easy to talk to, very considerate to her and her servants, respectful, gentlemanly to her, and passionate....she enjoys how much fun he looked to be had.
They were surprisingly very simple easy to answer personal questions instead of the usual questions that would normally make him doubt his craftsmanship but she kept on with the questions.
"What is your favorite food?"
"Ice-cream partfait with chocolate syrup.....wait what did you just ask me now?"
"Oh wow very interesting"
"What is your favorite brand of watch?"
"I do not have one but would like to have a Seiko only once soon."
"So are you a dog person or cat person?"
"Dog."
"What do you like to do on your off time besides of course painting?"
"I like to do some photography and reading some manga."
"What is your favorite music or song."
"I like some ethereal songs, and jazz."
"What is your favorite genre in literature?"
"Fantasy and perhaps some sci-fi."
"What is your type of women?"
".....I am sorry what?"
"You know your type of women what is your type of women."
"Yes big brother what is your type of woman?"
"Sir painter please answer that."
"Indeed what exact woman are you looking for?"
Suddenly after the young miss asked those random questions my sister, the father of the young miss, and her personal maid began to question me about that.
Meanwhile her own mother looked on her daughter
"Eh...ara? my daughter is looking rather softer and cuter....and to a boy no less fufufu....."
I tried to ignore this and just continued my work otherwise I might run out in embrassment....okay I just have to answer so just go for it.....whatever intention she has whether she is just making small talk, she wants to tease or make fun of me, or on the off chance that I actually made her fall for me I should just go with it now.....okay now come down deep breaths and be honest.
"I like girls who exuded a dignified aura, who is very hardworking, who is very kind, who has long hair with bright colored hair, and someone who looks good in whatever she wears, smooth and well structured face, someone who has good posture and look, and someone.....very....polite...."
The young miss was blushing and ran off embrassed followed by her personal maid who ran off after her.
Her own parents having been satisfied with whatever it is began to leave the room and wish me luck on finishing that oil painting of their daughter.
The only one left is a dumbfounded me and a sister crossing her arms trying to look serious but can not help but smirk at me.
"You are aware you just described her just then correct!"
"Huh wait are you telling me that..."
Hold on now I remembered those exact words were the compliment my sister gave out when we were discussing about this friend of her few days after I began to decide to paint her oil painting portrait then.
"She may be cold and sharp tongue and may have a dignified aura but she is very hardworking, kind, and polite, not to mention she is someone who looks good in whatever she wears, having a smooth and well structured face, and someone having a good posture and look that she ends up attracting many boys and girls at our school."
"Boys?! I thought you went to an all-girls private school?"
"Well there were some handsome guys that came for our school festival."
"Did they flirt with you and her."
"Huh are you making fun of me?"
"So did they make fun of you?"
"No! stop bugging me you damn overprotective idiot!"
"No way I will not let you be smitten by a boy and have s*x!"
"What the hell are you spouting out you perverted brother!"
Yeah that was indeed the exact words she said
"Why did the flashback extend to that!"
"I just like to add that and again I am sorry about that dear sister I was just...."
"I told you once and I will tell you again enough with watching and reading raunchy stuff and quit illustrating that erotic comic now for those people okay."
"But how are we supposed to earn a living?"
"You are impossible you....peverted, psycho, idiotic brother of mine but....I still care about you dear brother."
"...."
"Can you not be silent dear brother!"
"Okay my dear sister."