The big cat noticed Howl's brushstrokes, leaping on the canvas like a cat seeing a feather wand.
Howl raised an eyebrow and withdrew his brush.
"Fat guy, move aside." He waved his hand, shooing the cat away. Because of the Howl's blood mixed in him, he possessed a unique vitality. Somehow, he had become round and plump, with shiny fur all over.
"It worked. For now, it seems that other beings from paintings can enter without any problems. Sindel, want to try?" Howl said.
At this moment, Sindel was wearing a light yellow long dress, with two small yellow flower earrings and a straw hat from who knew where.
"Okay!" She nodded, tentatively stepping into the half-finished, activated painting.
A moment later, a charming girl appeared on the canvas in front of Howl.
Howl's eyes flashed with joy, and he then asked: "Do you feel anything out of place?"
"Everything is as usual," Sindel smiled.
With that, Howl rinsed his brush again, dipping it in a little white paint.
Then, his brush lightly swept across the sky, which was filled with a blue base color, creating an orderly row of white lines.
"And now?"
Sindel turned her head, then explained what she saw.
"That's… scattered clouds," she murmured, raising her hand to hold down her slightly restless hat.
As she spoke, standing on a small hillside, her skirt gently fluttered.
"The wind is rising."
Howl observed the scene in the painting, and some deductions formed in his mind.
"A painting is an extension of the painter's will, so how a two-dimensional image appears in the eyes of a three-dimensional person within the painting depends on my thoughts?!"
He didn't know if this conjecture was accurate, but the practical manifestation was indeed so.
He painted grass in the foreground, occupying a larger space, but grass was just grass.
He only used a little white, lightly sweeping it across the blue sky, and that was the wind.
"So what exactly did the big cat see just now? Why was it fluttering like it saw a butterfly?" Howl was curious about what his brushstrokes would look like within the painting.
"It's just… it felt like an invisible, colored thing appeared in mid-air," Sindel exhausted her vocabulary to describe it as best as she could.
"This…" Howl found it somewhat incomprehensible.
Then, he put down his paintbrush.
His finger gently dipped into a little red mixed with white paint.
A paintbrush was never limited to just a "brush."
His finger slowly tried, touching the big cat's body.
The big cat jumped away as if electrocuted.
"Come back!" Howl said in surprise. He had just felt a sensation other than the canvas, but the big cat flashed away too quickly, and he was also unsure if it was the feeling caused by the paint being squeezed.
"Come back, fat cat!"
However, the big cat's fur immediately bristled, baring its teeth at the spot where Howl's finger had landed.
Howl suddenly felt helpless. Just as he was about to withdraw his finger, a small hand suddenly landed on the spot where his finger had been.
Sindel had also extended her hand.
Howl immediately felt it carefully.
"There really is!" he nodded a moment later.
"I really felt your palm." Howl smiled.
"I felt it too," Sindel smiled. "A strange feeling, slightly… warm, I don't know if that's the right way to put it, a bit hot. To the touch, it's more like bread, somewhat hard bread, but overall still soft."
"A very curious description." Howl withdrew his hand and saw the red and white paint in Sindel's hand.
"Oh, damn it!" He immediately realized: "I completely wasn't thinking about what this was just now. Don't move, spread out your hand."
With that, Howl picked up a small brush, dipped it in some water, and using the paint he had just used, began to outline.
A moment later, Howl put down the paintbrush.
"Sorry, I originally wanted to draw a fruit or something, but unfortunately, I couldn't find a suitable color reference in my mind."
A pink-petaled flower, mixed from red and white, lay in Sindel's hand.
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