Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard-Chapter 777 - 464 The Uninvited Guest at Tokyo Art University, Uesugi Sakura_2

Chapter 777: Chapter 464 The Uninvited Guest at Tokyo Art University, Uesugi Sakura_2

And the details in the painting, the woman’s movements, the body’s center of gravity, the structure of the painting... and so on...

Uesugi Sakura listened carefully; it was also his first time attending an art class in university.

Unexpectedly, it was quite interesting.

As if it was observing the essence of mankind’s thousands of years of painting condensed into one.

Professor Ebitani looked at the half-naked woman in the center of "The Birth of Venus", Venus, and said:

"Take a close look at Venus in the painting; in terms of center of gravity, what is she like?"

"Tilted, this posture is completely unnatural, the feet and center of gravity do not follow the human body’s rules," a female student answered, "but interestingly, when you look at the entire painting, you don’t feel that way at all." 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Exactly, but why does this painting still manage to convey harmony and a sense of beauty?" Professor Ebitani continued his lecture, pointing at a person beside Venus in the painting, "This involves the role of structure in a painting..."

With such a class dissecting every detail and making references, even an outsider like Uesugi Sakura found it captivating. He even felt like he was taking a classical art history class instead of a sketching class.

After half an hour of Professor Ebitani’s lecture, today’s theme left to everyone was the application of structure in painting.

After finishing the cultural and art theory class, it was time for the official life drawing session.

The life model was invited to enter the classroom by Professor Ebitani at this time.

"So, male or female? Is he or she strong?"

"Ah... disappointed... it’s him again..."

Most of the girls’ hopes were dashed, as today’s life model was not a handsome guy but a tramp. He undressed behind a small curtain in the classroom, wearing only a white bath towel around his waist, and lay down on the central podium with his hand propping his head, his hair quite bushy.

Frankly, such cases where art universities invite older models are not uncommon, but they usually invite regulars.

After all, those who come often understand the rules better and rarely make small moves while students are drawing.

At this moment, Uesugi Sakura found himself in a difficult position. Discussing art history or memorizing art details, those were entirely his strengths.

But drawing...

Since graduating high school, he hadn’t touched drawing at all, always watching his wife paint at home.

By the time break ended, Uesugi Sakura had only drawn a shape, a pair of eyes on the figure, a square face, square limbs, and even the pedestal below was square.

Kitagawa Sakisa walked over, took one look, and burst into laughter: "Hahaha, Uesugi, your drawing is worse than it was in high school."

Uesugi Sakura wasn’t at all discouraged by her teasing and explained:

"It’s normal; it’s been ages since I touched art and sketching, plus I believe that most people forget much of what they learned in high school after starting college anyway."

"Did Sakura-kun draw too?"

Hanamaru Hanabi, overhearing their discussion, put down her pencil and leaned over to see Uesugi Sakura’s masterpiece.

"Yes, Hanabi, take a look at how I did. Kitagawa says it’s not good, but I believe I still have potential."

"Let Hanabi take a look."

"Here you go."

Uesugi Sakura stepped aside, confident that his wife would defend him, perhaps even say some encouraging words.

But his confidence quickly shattered as Hanamaru Hanabi went silent after seeing his work, simply staring blankly at the square face, the square eyes revealing great wisdom.

"How is it?"

"..."

Another moment of silence.

"Sakura-kun... should practice the basics first."

"Not too bad." Uesugi Sakura pondered his masterpiece, pointing at the figure’s eyes, "Look at those big eyes, so full of spirit."

"Pfft..."

Kitagawa Sakisa couldn’t hold back her laughter at his description, bursting out: "Hahaha."

Several curious girls gathered around, instantly covering their mouths with giggles upon seeing Uesugi Sakura’s drawing.

But their laughter quickly stopped, as they accidentally saw Uesugi Sakura’s profile sitting before the drawing. Their expression shifted from laughter to calmness, nodding in genuine praise:

"Actually, it’s pretty good."

"Yeah, you can tell there’s some foundational skills there."

"With effort, you could achieve something; you can see it."

"Exactly, Kitagawa, why make fun of him? Maybe he’s here from the nearby music college to audit and learn a bit."

"Yeah, exactly."

One girl leading the conversation prompted another to back her up, enraging Kitagawa Sakisa, who stamped her foot, turned around, and returned to her seat, ignoring the duo.

The two girls nudged each other as Kitagawa Sakisa left, sending one of them forward to approach Uesugi Sakura:

"Hey, handsome, are you here from the music department to study at the art college?"

Uesugi Sakura smiled at the two of them: "I’m not a music student, but it’s true I’m here for the first time to study."

"Oh? You specifically came to study, so... how about exchanging Line contacts...?" The girl cautiously probed, her voice soft, with a hint of hopeful eagerness in her words and eyes.

Uesugi Sakura dared not respond, his wife nearby watching closely:

"Sorry, I’m married."

"Married!?"

The girl took a step back, exchanged glances with her companion, and the two immediately bowed and left, quite tactfully.

Hanamaru Hanabi commented on the side: "Sakura-kun is quite popular among the girls."

Uesugi Sakura closely observed her expression, trying to detect a hint of jealousy in her actions and gaze, but found none.

"For some reason, perhaps my charm has recently increased."

"If Sakura-kun wasn’t married to Hanabi, could he have talked with many girls?"

This was a deadly topic, Uesugi Sakura diplomatically replied to Hanamaru Hanabi: "No way, they couldn’t possibly compare to Hanabi in my eyes."

Hanamaru Hanabi smiled sweetly: "Sakura-kun doesn’t need to talk badly about other girls."

"That’s not bad-mouthing."

"Hmm."

Break time ended; the life model resumed his pose, and most students returned to their seats.

Uesugi Sakura, next to Hanamaru Hanabi, occasionally stole glances at her.

While drawing, she was focused and meticulous, her purple eyes directed at the canvas, her pencil reflecting her gaze’s movement, lines emerging in accordance with her intentions on the white paper.

Her face was delicate and beautiful, her skin a rosy white treasure.

With her short hair and beret, even after marriage, the sweet youthful aura from her never diminished.

Uesugi Sakura watched her eyes, her profile, her moving wrist.

In the quiet classroom, the sound of pencils gliding over paper played continuously around him, a scent of books and pencils filling his nose.

Precisely this unique student-period feeling made Uesugi Sakura, looking at her beside him, add a layer of beauty to his gaze.

He knew... his sudden decision was the right one.

"Hanabi..."

"Hmm...?" Hanamaru Hanabi nodded slightly, put down her pencil, turned to Uesugi Sakura, "What is it?"

Uesugi Sakura paused for a moment, letting the words settle in his throat for a while, then met her bright purple eyes and softly asked: "Could you teach me how to draw?"

"This, sure, it’s no problem."

Her answer was exactly as expected, pure, lovely, and touching.

Listening to her distinct voice in her answer, Uesugi Sakura thought to himself that he might never forget how it felt when she responded to him.

Enthusiastic, sweet, naturally expected...

All beauty, in her voice, came cascading forward, flooding his heart.