Dad's Comic Life

After some consideration, I'm changing the name Yuta to Yuuki because of how the name sounds like a guy's. 

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In a room, Ren and Xena sat facing each other. Yuuki happily watched the magical girl show, her little feet constantly moving, showing her joy.

"Oh, I see," Xena nodded knowingly after hearing Ren's purpose and smiled, "You wanted to come here to watch the dance, but you're really lucky."

Hearing Xena's words, Ren thought she was being sarcastic and felt a bit unhappy.

However, since the other person was a woman, Ren didn't say much.

Seemingly sensing Ren's discontent, Xena suddenly realized and said, "Sorry, what I meant is that you're really lucky to meet me, because I can also dance..."

"Really?" Ren was excited at her words.

He didn't expect the person he casually met on the train to be the one he was looking for?

"Could you please dance for me?"

However, Xena put her index finger to her lips, then lightly touched her hair, and said softly, "But changing into that outfit is quite troublesome, so I need to test your drawing first. Otherwise, if it's poorly painted, it won't look good when passed down. So, you help me draw a quick full-body sketch first, and if it's good, I'll try dancing."

Xena did not directly agree.

It's worth noting that although the ancient style has gradually become popular again in the past two years, there are still many critics who have a lot to say about some of the things passed down from China.

And some of the factors are, if the person in front of you draws poorly and still publishes it, it will give people the feeling that ancient ritual dances are just like this.

"Alright! Do you need a background?"

Without hesitation, Ren agreed.

After all, meeting someone unexpectedly and getting a chance was already good. This kind of thing can usually only be seen at specific times.

"No need, I just want to see your drawing skills," Xena said.

"Okay." Ren took out his brush and started drawing.

With a flick of his wrist, the brush in his hand was fast and steady, and his movements were natural.

Xena sat there, chin in hand, watching Ren.

Honestly, besides the fact that they had chatted for a while on the train, the confidence that Ren showed in drawing made Xena find him quite charming.

Now, nearing thirty, she still looked like she was in her mid-twenties, but her family had already started pushing her to get married. It's a pity that the other party already had a wife and even children, otherwise, she could have asked for a contact to chat with him.

"Xena, come and take a look," Ren quickly finished the drawing and handed it to Xena.

The little girl had already noticed that her dad was drawing for someone, so she leaned over and looked at it, calling out, "Daddy!!! How come you've never drawn for Yueyue!!"

The little girl was jealous; her dad was too bad!

Then she burrowed into Ren's arms and pummeled his chest with her little fists, whining.

As for Xena? After taking the drawing, she couldn't take her eyes off it.

It's not that it's ugly, but it's just too beautiful.

It was clearly a very standard sketch, with her own face on it, and it was done very quickly, but looking at it felt like looking at herself in the mirror.

Most importantly, looking at this painting gave her a sense of calm.

As the owner of a gaming company, she had to deal with more than just making games every day; there were also some unsavory business matters to handle.

Somehow, after seeing this painting, she felt the accumulated pressure disappear.

Could it be that art really has a healing effect on people's minds? But why didn't she feel that way in the past?

After a while, Xena came back to her senses and looked at Ren. With such great drawing skills, why don't you come to our company and work as a game concept artist or something like that."

Although it was just a quick sketch, she believed in Ren's abilities in this area. Even if he couldn't adapt to making game concept art at first, with such talent, he could quickly adapt after a period of learning.

"Um, sorry," Ren patted the little girl's head in his arms, "I draw manga mainly for Yueyue's mom. I'm not interested in being a game concept artist."

After all, when his wife's company gets better, he has to return to his life of being a parasite.

"Is that so?" Upon hearing this, Xena felt it was a pity that such great drawing skills wouldn't come to her company.

However, she didn't insist and instead stood up and said, "Well, please wait in the yard. I'll go change. Oh, and since the musicians are also not here, I'll have to dance directly."

"It's okay, after all, it's just a comic, no sound." Ren chuckled, "After watching the dance, please let me see those musical instruments. I might need them later."

"Sure."

When Xena appeared in front of Ren again, he was amazed by her beauty.

Draped in a pale pink robe with a white veil, the pleats of the skirt flowed lightly like moonlight, especially with the beautiful neckline and clearly visible collarbones.

In addition, she held two things in her hands, one resembling a bamboo flute and the other decorated with pheasant feathers.

"These are the yue and zhai," Xena explained, "I will be performing a civil dance, representing the abdication of power, whereas in martial dance, one hand holds a shield and the other holds an ax, symbolizing the seizure of power by force."

Upon hearing her explanation, Ren envisioned the image of the lady holding the shield and ax, which he found quite powerful.

Soon, Xena began to dance, at times lifting her wrist and lowering her brows, and at other times, performing graceful and elegant movements.

If the ancient dance sequences seen on television in the past were mostly lively, Xena's dance was solemn. It's not surprising, as it was an ancient dance for ancestral worship and heavenly offerings. If it were any livelier, it would have given the feeling of celebrating someone's life on a funeral day.

"Wow, Sister, you're so amazing!"

Ren was somewhat reserved, but the little girl had no reservations at all.

She kept clapping on the side, breaking the solemn atmosphere.

When Xena stopped, the little girl rushed up and, holding onto Xena's clothes, with her large eyes wide open, said, "Big Sister, can I be like you in the future? I want to learn to dance too!"