Looking for Danny's Whereabouts (3)

Inside the Drawing Club room, which was half the size of the classrooms, which had lots of paint spots, painting boards, stacked drawing papers, 3 drawing tables, and so on, Raka, Clara, and Fujita were there.

After asking Chandra to check something, they browsed the contents of the club room accompanied by 4 members of the club.

"Umm… I seem to recognize this."

Raka and Fujita both looked at the same painting. It gave them time to think for a moment. They knew the face in the painting. It felt familiar to them.

Raka glanced at Clara and the painting several times.

Yeah, that's right, the painting is Clara's face. It seems that someone painted Clara.

"Oh, it's you, Clara."

Raka looked happy when he found out that the painting was the face of his girlfriend. Even so, he was very slow to realize that, which was already very obvious.

"This cool."

Clara was so happy that her face was painted. One of them painted her face. Therefore, she found out who painted it.

"Who painted this?"

She saw five people there, including Chandra who was checking some of the stacked papers.

Among them, a bespectacled boy hesitantly raised his hand.

"I-I…"

He was a little afraid it seemed to say that. The hand he raised seemed to be shaking with his face down. It was already a sign that he was either embarrassed or afraid because he drew Clara without permission.

When Clara wanted to approach the boy, Fujita preceded her.

"How much does the painting cost? I'll buy that."

"S-Sorry… I-I'm not selling that," The boy replied, trembling and without looking at Fujita's face in front of him.

"Are you dying!?"

Fujita suddenly threatened the boy with a blank stare. It made the boy shocked and even more scared. But luckily Raka calmed the situation down.

"Sorry for this idiot's behavior."

He approached Fujita, hit Fujita's head, then lowered his head to apologize.

The boy was surprised to see Fujita and Raka looking down in front of him. He didn't respond well to it. Confusion to respond, that's what he felt. His ignorance of communicating makes it difficult for him in this situation.

Because he was confused, he apologized and lowered his head as well.

"Sorry..."

But, strangely enough, somehow the three people also apologized and lowered their heads.

"We are sorry."

What is this?

Raka was confused, why did they apologize too. This is the first time he has faced four innocent people but apologized instead.

Raka accidentally made his glasses fall to the floor. That way, he can turn this situation around and straighten his body.

"Geez. These glasses are dirty."

However, that only made things worse. The four of them suddenly thrust their hands towards Raka.

"Let us clean your glasses."

"...Oh..."

Raka reflexively gave his glasses to the boy, who was in front of him. And since then, when Raka's glasses were cleaned by the boy, Raka just looked down without a single glance at their faces. It was because of the look in his eyes that he didn't want to show them. If they notice his sharp gaze, the atmosphere in this room will be gloomy, afraid of Raka.

"Raka..."

Clara called Raka, and Raka turned to Clara who was behind him. However, he turned his head with his eyes closed. That made Clara ask and hold Raka's cheek.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Isn't this what is called a person with glasses without wearing glasses?"

"What did you say?"

Even though Raka was frowning and couldn't see Clara's face, Raka knew that with the only words Clara said, Clara put on an expressionless face. For that, to make Clara not put on a facial expression like that, Raka held her hand that was on his cheek.

"My eyes are fine. You don't have to worry about that."

"Okay. I understand."

Some of them, including those who were cleaning Raka's glasses, could only bite their fingers and say, "Ah, he's so lucky to have Anisa."

"Finished."

The boy had finished cleaning Raka's glasses. Raka got it after he gave it to him.

"Thank You."

Of course, even though he didn't ask for it, Raka still had to thank him for cleaning his glasses.

"So what's your name, who painted this face of mine?" Clara asked, making the boy fidget and tremble.

It was probably the first time he'd spoken to Clara, so it made him shudder and tremble. Or maybe, it was his first time talking to a beautiful girl. Yeah, it can be like that. Sometimes a lot of guys are like that.

"M-My name..."

"Umph?"

Clara didn't hear that. He said in a low voice.

"M-My name is Oimo Kaswi."

"Oh, I see. Your name is Oimo Kaswi, right?"

"Y-Yes."

"So, Kaswi, thank you for painting my face. I didn't think that someone would paint me. It makes me happy. Your painting is beautiful."

"T-Thank you."

Clara glanced at the painting and saw Fujita and Raka were talking about something in front of the painting.

"What are you two doing?" Clara asked.

"If you look around, it turns out that your girlfriend's face is very beautiful," Fujita said, ignoring Clara.

"I'm not dating the painting," Raka responded.

"Not. I mean... Look! The facial details in this painting, already show how beautiful your girlfriend is."

"I told you, I'm not dating this painting. Why are you telling me like I'm dating this painting, huh!? You think I'm like people who marry an object!?"

"...Up to you!"

"..."

Clara could hear what Raka and Fujita were saying. She didn't want to spoil their conversation and didn't want to interfere with what they were talking about. For that, when Kaswi remembered something, she immediately turned around and saw it.

"This… I made this too."

He gave something to Clara. It was some paper on which were some pictures. In other words, it's a comic that doesn't have a cover yet.

"Wow, this is cool. Did you draw all of this?"

"Yes. I made it long enough. I intend to send it to the publisher later."

Clara is sure that the woman in the comics is she. Because after all, that woman's face does look a lot like Clara's.

"It's me, isn't it?"

"Y-Yeah. S-Sorry, I imitated your face to make that without your permission first."

"It doesn't matter. I like your picture. So, be excited to be a comic artist."

"Yes, thank you very much."

Kaswi thanked her and bowed, but somehow the three of them did that too.

"Thank you very much."

"...Ah. Hahaha."

Clara responded in bewilderment. She just chose to laugh and smiled slightly by nodding her cheek.

Then, Chandra, who had received the file that Raka asked for, approached Raka and Fujita.

"I have got this. This is an old file from Danny when he joined the club in his freshman year. I don't know if he has moved or not, so I still doubt the address of this house," Chandra said after standing in front of Raka.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I can find his whereabouts," Raka replied, accepting the paper Chandra had given him.

Raka is here to find Danny's whereabouts. He knew that Danny was a member of this club thanks to Prillia telling him that. Even though he could get Danny's home address by forcing Prillia to tell him, Prillia seemed unwilling to tell Raka that. Therefore, she only told Raka that Danny was a member of the Drawing Club. However, Raka received the information.

"Honestly, I am very concerned about his life. He always helps me when I'm being slapped on the streets. He helps this club with his good pictures. Even though he is aware that his life is a mess, because he has to take care of his father who is a heavy drinker, he is still happy to help others. I am very concerned about what he is going through," Chandra said.

"Oh, I see. I understand. So that's why he doesn't live in the dorm, right?"

"Yes."

Raka once again confirmed the address. Then, Chandra suddenly asked.

"By the way, what are you looking for? I only heard this, but is it true that he has been absent from school for the past few days?"

"That's right. He has not been to school for several days. For that, I, as his classmate, would love to visit him."

"Oh, I see. You want to visit him." Chandra paused for a moment, looking down before finally continuing, "Sorry, we can't come with you guys to visit Danny. We are still very busy here. We have lots of art events to attend this weekend and lots of pictures that we want to submit to art events. Therefore-"

"It doesn't matter. I don't want to bother you guys. Besides, I can also go there alone."

Raka said that, causing Clara to look at him for a moment, signaling that she was going there too. It made Raka pause for a moment when he saw Clara's face like that.

Raka knew that Clara's facial expression was saying, "You didn't invite me? I will still follow you even if I have to force you. So, I'll come along!" It made Raka give up.

"I mean, Clara and I can go there. So take it easy."

Seeing Clara like that, subduing Raka with only an expression of wanting to join, Fujita followed what Clara did. However, the results obtained are not the same, not in line with what he expected. He got stepped on by Raka who was beside him firmly.

"Ouch."

They saw Fujita who raised his left leg. They were confused about what he was doing.

"I see," Chandra said in a tone of acceptance of what Raka had told him.

"Well, just think of this paper as you guys. With me carrying this paper, you guys come with me too."

Raka knew that they would want to see Danny too. For that, he tried to cheer them up.

"Yes. Thank you. My friends and I will wait for news of his condition."

"Ah. I will let you know."

Except, that's if neither of you has changed the information from this paper.

Raka seemed to realize something. He looked at the four people behind Clara. He stared intently at them, fumbling with the paper in his hand. Even though his gaze was sharp, they didn't notice it. That's because the glasses Raka uses can make them not aware that Raka is staring at them sharply.

"Hehehe..."

Raka smiled at them with a sharp look. It wouldn't make them realize that Raka was staring at them intently, full of suspicion. That's what he calls, covering his bad (sharp look) with his good (smile).