105 Infirmary Nurse

Seiji imagined a vivid scene.

A girl with long black hair was clothed in a baggy white robe. With her left hand she wielded a shiny metallic kodachi in a reverse grip, while her right hand was removing the ribbon which bound her hair. A light breeze caused her hair, clothing, and the ribbon in her hand to flutter, giving her a beautiful and carefree feeling.

The moment his pen touched paper, it instantly began moving as his imagination came to life through the pen in his right hand.

*Swish swish swish…*

Seiji found it difficult to contain his excitement as he watched his imagination take life under his pen.

However…

"This… doesn’t seem that great."

The more that Seiji looked at the paper, the deeper his frown grew as his drawing gradually reached completion.

And before he finished, he ended up putting down his pen.

Just from what he had already completed, he could already tell that his drawing skill was far inferior to the scene he’d imagined.