Chapter 67: All those past events…
Stranger
The competition had settled, and the voting results were entirely predictable. Lin Yuehan stared at her pitifully low vote count on the public display board. Her chestnut-colored dog ears drooped…
Nooo, don’t let this artist awaken their god-tier drawing powers!
Chapter 66: Finally, I’ve found you…
“The theme is ‘The Most Peaceful Moment,'” announced a colleague from the Design Department, acting as a temporary judge. “There is a one-hour time limit. Start now!” Watching the crowd…
Chapter 65: How long can you keep hiding like this?
The lecturer for the mandatory intern course was still droning on like a monk reciting sutras, and the dense text on the slides made my eyelids feel heavy. I was…
Chapter 64: Disturbed Kitten Girl
The long hours of collaboration were finally over. I set down my stylus and let out a long sigh as I looked at the completed illustration on the screen. The…
Chapter 63: There will be a next time?!
“I-I’m going to start drawing now!” After that shameful interaction ended, I fled back to my original spot. “Alright. The base colors for the last one are finished, so there’s…
Chapter 62: This is too… too strange! Sister Bena, this really won’t do.
His mind went blank for a moment. Smell his neck? This was even more… even more over the line than the wall-slam from before! “No… not this!” I recoiled violently,…
Chapter 61: Meow meow meow?! !!! Smelling…neck…?
“Finding inspiration from me?” I shook my head vigorously, my tail slapping the floor restlessly. “I can’t do that, Sister Bena! I’m nothing like the protagonist in your book!” Just…
Chapter 60: Little Guiyun, you weren’t… excited just now, were you?
The tip of the pen moved repeatedly across the screen as I tried to enhance the gaze and aura of the “attacker” in the drawing, but it always felt like…
Chapter 59: I don’t want to provide you with that kind of inspiration!
Ling Beina slid her fingers across the tablet a few times before handing it to me. “This is the first section of the manuscript that needs an illustration. Take a…
Chapter 58: Sister Bena, what exactly did you mean by the atmosphere you just mentioned that needs to be grasped?
Dragging my legs as if they were made of lead, I finally shuffled to my front door. The tension of the competition, the ups and downs of my entanglement with…