Her Private Life's

My drawing assignment

Airin who is bored is downstairs back to her room to relax.

While the others remain below.

But other than relaxing, which he usually does is his schoolwork, he never has any other busyness, except reading and browsing the online homepage.

Once you open the online homepage it can make you addicted to continue to see other things such as the works of others who penetrate your homepage. A tiktok? Instagram? especially besides that? there are many more, in each trend that there will meet the homepage with trends that are used by many people, but their ways are different in making it.

No, he had to turn off his phone, so as not to disturb him with the task, after all he was thinking about what Akira was doing normally.

Sheets per sheet are done, this task should be very much, but for him, having a lot of values and paraf from the teacher is a fun thing to collect, this is like making you an avid student.

Whether the teacher is good or bad, it is valuable as the value of each task given.

Irin was really nervous if her value got B, B was probably a pretty good value, yet it still remained below the value of eighty-five. At least he should get an A even if it is just an ordinary A, not an A plus.

Then with this overwhelming task, what else will I do after graduation? continuing college? it seems like his duty is more than this.

Usually people do tasks while collecting a good mood, in contrast to Irin, he does not need the mood and intention to do the task, he said, he just needs that A value to be displayed in the entire value table.

Irin only studied with Cian about schoolwork, although he was more instrumental in doing the task, besides the woman who became his best friend was only Cian, other women did not intend to be friends with him, and the other woman did not intend to be friends with him, after all, they seem to have their own friendship circuit.

They're doing their only job with them and they're also just those in a circel, isn't that unpleasant? the elite class had many such, after all it seemed like they were always planning to remove Irin from the top ten ranking position in the class.

Certain circels do not have to be filled with women or all men, they can also be mixed, those who are clever sometimes just want to be friends with the smart ones, besides work, work, they do not like to share their work with other friends.

In addition to the group of the smartest children, there is also a group that is mediocre, not stupid and not clever, but is stable at the average number, they are not too like a friendship circuit, he said, but like the part of children who are rather cool in joking, they will let anyone can enter into their friendships, joking, sharing tasks, and others.

While Irin and Cian are in a neutral position, almost the same as Akira, she is willing to be friends with anyone, even the other men in the class are starting to like Akira, and she is, they think Akira is a famous handsome pretentious child and does not want to be friends, but Akira is a good child, not also quiet, sometimes ignorant of Irin or Cian, that is his pleasure.

Page one..already!

Page two..already!

Page three..already!

While tidying up some tasks that have been done and stacked neatly.

Some tasks are quite troublesome, all this is the task of different teachers with one sheet alone have to write a long answer.

"What next? fourth page yah~"

The fourth task sheet was opened, to make it a little tangent, somehow there must be such a task again, this is a drawing task, this class drawing task is not a drawing task that is as level as a child's school, it is a drawing task that requires beautiful drawings to make the best value.

"Duty drawing again, task drawing again, it looks like I almost lost this part, I have no drawing talent, Huffht!!"

While breathing out a little irritatedly, a few minutes later flashed through his mind to make this task.

"Wait first...Akira! i know! Akira can draw, I have to ask him tonight to describe me"

Irin immediately came out of her house tonight and visited Akira to ask for his duties, they should all have the same duties.

She opens her phone and sends a message to Akira to ask if she is at home.

Waiting for a while, but there was no reply, what happened? she was not even active, Irin immediately visited her within a few minutes.

...GECK...GECK...GECK......

While knocking on the door, but no one replied, Isami must still be at the restaurant where she worked so that she could not open the door.

Six times more knocks, and there was no response at all, so he immediately opened the door and stepped his foot inside.

He goes around looking for Akira, until finally there is a room upstairs that he thinks Akira is there.

This house was completely deserted, like no occupants, just like Isami's heart, completely empty.

Akira was in this room, the room that was previously a private room where there were three paintings of Yuna, this time he was painting something, it was of course a drawing task, it was a drawing task, rather than reading and replying to messages from the group's girls, she was better off doing chores even though she rarely did chores.

"Damn! my painting!! very good, Ah!"

Touching his paper on the large board and stroking his painting, he was really happy to see the picture when it had just become a quarter.

"Humphhssss...."

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly his feelings immediately turned like a fire that was extinguished in an instant, since when there was someone other than himself here, who was it, but he immediately turned around because he knew it was Irin's voice. That must be a little embarrassing.

"Did?"

While turning around at Irin with a stern face and a little incomprehensible.

"Huh, Heh, Huh, Heh?? what did you do??"

"*-*-*-Tid-there's nothing I'm not doing, I'm just painting for my job, what are you doing here?"

While talking nervously.

"Not doing anything?"

She starts to get nervous, hoping Irin doesn't see the thing she just did and the painting she drew.

"Hmmm, I think you're just drawing"

Akira immediately calmed down thinking that Irin knew nothing and did not see him earlier, his ridiculous behavior.

"I'm just drawing!!"

But Irin moved towards the tripod-like painting board, looking at what Akira had drawn.

"No! nay! don't walk there!!"

His words in his heart, Akira started to panic and search for the topic.

"Ehh...Um...Irina! waita minute!"

Holding Irin's hand and holding her back from going there.

"Huh? what's?"

Akira doesn't know what to talk about, but he seems to be running out of topics or words to buy time.

Irin proceeded back to keep walking towards the board, and soon she saw her Akira painted self, but it was only half and not yet completely, making her surprised, an annoyed look immediately leading to Akira.

"What is this, then?"

"Ehh, Ahh, Your face! I painted it for my job, is it wrong??"

"No, there's nothing wrong with that"

Walk towards Akira again, smiling.

"Akira~ the picture is good"

"Huh? really true??" his heart began to calm down.

"But..."

Irin continued her words that even Akira would not have expected.

"What the fuck is it about sniffing and smelling the picture? or licked that painting??"

The flame that re-ignited flared up like it was extinguished back again in an instant.

"Huh? a sniff? kissed? licking? whatchu mean? I didn't do anything"

Then Irin immediately pulled her hair firmly.

"Ahh, Ahh, pain, please!"

"Tell me the truth! I saw you do that to the painting, and then.it was my face!!"

"No! my goodness! i confess! I did!!"

While screaming in pain because Irin pulled her hair.

"All right! I wanted to draw my girlfriend's face as my schoolwork, then the unexpected came to my mind, maybe the devil instigated me to do it"

"Basic bawdy!!! Hmcch..."

"Ah, I did something embarrassing"

"disgraceful? it was embarrassing, but did the image have a fragrant smell? I always smell like paper without touching anything, like paper from the factory, or canvas from the packaging as well"

"Ahh, I was just imagining if you were as fragrant as before when I was asked to bow down?"

"uh? fragrant? of course I-I'm fragrant!!"

"really??"

Then Akira immediately approached her very quickly, and touched some parts of her hair and smelled it, making Irin not suspect this.

"You? what's that???"

"No!! it's so fragrant! Irin let me smell this scent of your hair for a minute!"

"No!! I don't want to! there's one condition!!"

"Condition?"

"Really! condition! the condition is to have to do my job first to get it!"

Irin makes use of this to make Akira have to qualify describing her duties as well.

"Huh? that so? it's easy, I'll do whatever you give me, whatever it is! come..what task is it?"

"Picturing too!!!"

"Hwuh, I see, well I'll stop my image and make yours first"

"No kidding? in seriously? stop yours immediately?"

"Not seriously! darius!! to my dear Irin!"

Irin's face flushed again and was embarrassed by Akira's words. Then Akira asked again...

"Then..What picture did you ask for??"

"Emm.that's..ehh..."

Irin started to answer with a bit of a.bluff"

Akira: "Hmm??"

"Your face! now draw your own face for me!"

"My face? how can I describe my own face if I can't see myself as an example??"

THE CHUCK! THE CHUCK!

Irin turns on her phone and immediately shoots Akira who is not in style, but still handsome for her to see.

"It! no more excuses, immediately draw your face, follow this photo"

"Huf"

"Can't breathe! if I take another breath, I'll cancel the deal"

Irin did not want Akira to waste her breath for her,

If Akira breathes again, the prize will be canceled, but the task of drawing must continue, making Akira refrain from breathing again.

All for the sake of offsetting his shortcomings from the other children in the drawing class, he must not lose again in the value of drawing, Akira is there now, even as his girlfriend who wants to do anything.

Because Akira had been sleeping for too long, Irin fell asleep in a chair and completely fell asleep, Akira had to carry him to his room to make him sleep there, and he resumed the picture Irin had told him to do.

While lifting Irin, Irin regains a little and this is the first time Akira is holding her, she might expect Akira to do this to her, but she does not think she will fall asleep and in Akira's carrying to her room.

After Akira put Irin on his bed, he returned to the room to continue the picture, one picture may have taken six more hours, it might take a day or two for a good result, but if it was for Irin's sake, he would have to work on his duties to finish in one night including his own.

If Isami had gone home, she might not have been looking for Akira again, but went straight to sleep.

At one night, the painting was done, drawing his own face, he didn't draw himself, this was a request from Irin. Rather than a request like his was more akin to an order, but he could not complain to do this.

Until the morning came and he had not slept, the sun had not yet risen, this was five o'clock in the morning, while enduring his drowsiness, he immediately rinsed his face again with water, but thankfully the picture, was, irin's job and his job, both completed overnight.

Because of sleepiness, she had to sleep for a while in the room, until Irin woke up and woke her up as well, this time Irin had woken up as usual.

"uh? i..where?"

While looking at the unfamiliar room, looking to the left right, top down, and others, so he had to stand up and try to get out of the room to see its whereabouts, there was the same school dress as hers.

"Wait, is this a school shirt, Akira's shirt? just wait! this is Akira's room? what am I doing here?"

Slowly he started to remember what happened last night, he fell asleep in a chair and in Akira's cradle to sleep here, so Akira could not sleep in his room, because he had to finish everything and fell asleep in the long chair in his room.

"I...Akira...carry me? i remember!"

She was happy Akira treated her like that. As her caring boyfriend, Akira did do the right and good thing, he cared about Irin falling asleep in a chair while leaning back, it was not a good way of sleeping, she said, until he moves Irin to his bed that is quite comfortable and soft, he cares, although sometimes looks indifferent, dick and ignorant.

Then he began to look in the mirror of himself who scattered when he woke up, then opened the door from the room to the room Akira, surely Akira was there.