At the moment when the delicious wind goose made up its mind.

He suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of abnormality—

- It's like turning on bullet time.

Delicious Wind Goose was clearly aware that the space around it was rapidly becoming sluggish and heavy. But no one seemed to notice it at all, and everyone on the road didn't have anything unusual on their faces.

It's as if the speed of time passing has been drastically reduced until it is paused.

And in the next moment after time completely stood still, the delicious wind goose instantly regained its ability to move.

He had tried his best to break free from that sense of restraint, but to no avail.

And after the world around him returned to normal, the delicious wind goose couldn't hold back its previous strength, and suddenly stumbled and fell forward.

But before he could fall, he felt someone grab his shoulder—and pulled him back with ease.

"I'm so sorry, little brother."

Behind him, a female voice sounded with a gentle and elegant feeling: "I've caused you a little trouble......

The delicious wind goose turned around, only to realize that there was another person behind him silently.

…… No, it's better to say.

Is that really human?

The silvery-white color that fell to the waist without any embellishment, the silver dragon horns with dark blue thread notches that leaned upwards like lightning, and the silver dragon scales faintly visible on the collarbone, under the ears, and on the sideburns......

— and most crucially, that face is at least seventy percent similar to Annan.

She looks like she's just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old art girl, but she has a strange mature temperament. The towering chest is one or two sizes bigger than Sister Gongzi's artificially added size.

Is this Annan's own sister?

It seems that I have vaguely heard before that Annan has a sister......

For the first time, such an idea came to the mind of the delicious wind goose.

Delicious Wind Goose felt his mind gradually stagnate.

His mind was full of the thrilling beauty of the girl in front of him.

That's a conceptual "beauty" thing.

It's so beautiful that it's almost unreal—

Obviously, his face is very similar to Annan, but when he sees Annan, he will only praise "beautiful things". But when you see the girl in front of you, you will be shocked by the beauty.

Delicious Wind Goose knows one thing deeply - the so-called "beauty" is time-sensitive.

It may be that in a civilization of an era, slender, weak maidens are beautiful; In another era, people are more likely to prefer healthy, strong women.

Some civilizations regard beard as beauty, some civilizations as hair growth, and some civilizations as hairlessness - in different living conditions and social environments, people's definition of "beauty" is also different.

In other words, "beauty" is the subconscious "hierarchy" of the opposite sex or the same sex that is more conducive to the current living environment in human genes.

In a world where food is generally scarce, people who can gain weight look more beautiful; And in a society where people at the bottom eat a large and uncontrolled amount of high-calorie food, people are again looking for a well-proportioned body shape.

The delicious wind goose, which indulges in illusion and even slows down in thinking, is vaguely aware of inspiration...... The girl in front of me is a foreign object that is "beautiful under any conditions".

Monsters that exist only in "fantasy".

In other words, it is precisely because of the anchor point of "she is beautiful" that Annan, who is similar to her, will look beautiful.

This is by no means human.

But - unable to think.

Even thinking is stagnating.

And this sense of equilibrium, which seems to be able to continue indefinitely, is broken the moment the girl speaks again.

Yes.

Although the girl's voice is also very good...... But that is the degree to which people can understand, and it is the degree that is common in the human world.

But the moment she spoke, the "balance of beauty" was broken.

It was as if her silent state was her true perfect form.

The moment she spoke, the delicious wind goose regained her wisdom again.

The girl smiled and said, "I'm really sorry. I saw your expression before, it was so beautiful - I couldn't hold back for a while, so I drew a picture for you. Do you want to buy this painting, and I can give you a 5% discount? ”

The expression, which is mixed with vigilance and contempt, self-discipline and indulgence, is both self-satisfied and arrogant, and at the same time can see the modest and cautious pace, which is the unity of contradiction and opposition.

"I can see in your steps that a self-disciplined knight tries to resist temptation with his own will...... Let me guess, are you going to believe in the cup bearer? ”

Women who are at least seventy percent similar to Annan asked with interest.

Hearing the word "painting", the delicious wind goose realized something.

Only then could he pull his gaze away from the other man's face.

Looking intently, the other party was carrying a drawing board behind him.

Although it's just a drawing board, it feels like a shield inexplicably.

And on her belt, on her belt, were ten pens of different sizes, and four between her right fingers, and three between her left fingers—seventeen pens in all, like sharp swords.

He is both a painter and a warrior.

“…… Are you, Paper Hime? ”

Delicious Wind Goose remembered the goddess he had seen in the newspaper a few days ago.

Although he is not a righteous god, he is a subordinate god of Yaon.

In this way, there is an explanation for the fact that time had almost stood still before, and that he had completely destroyed his will with just his appearance.

He asked, respectfully, looking at the ground and bowing down.

It's not flattery.

It's just that he was afraid of the paper girl's appearance and didn't dare to look directly at the "beauty" that was close to the truth again.

Delicious Wind Goose even had doubts about his previous decision.

The tenacity that he forged when he got back up from the ashes and regained all his glory after a huge setback......

Is it really something rare in this world?

Paper Ji noticed that the delicious wind goose avoided her gaze, but she was not angry.

"Oops...... Did you see me from the newspaper? ”

The god of beauty just smiled and casually inserted the seven pens back into the pencil case at his waist.

She wore a pure white cloth robe with no embellishment. Around his waist he carried four white belts of different thicknesses and materials. Those pens of hers are hung from different belts.

But it doesn't look plain.

It's better to say...... In the case of Paper Hime, any modification may destroy the well-balanced beauty.

Maybe only Yaon himself can design the clothes for her.

In the face of the words of the paper hime, the portrait of the paper girl painted by the famous painter Nigel Elliott resurfaced in the heart of the delicious wind goose that he saw at that time.

At that time, he couldn't help but sigh "Paper Ji is so beautiful".

But now, there is only one thought on the mind:

What did he draw?