Slickness Is Justice – Part 03

Thanks to my constant whining about the cold, the next match ended up being held at my house.

Laughter from a variety show drifted from the TV, and warm tea and oranges sat on the kotatsu.

Sitting at the kotatsu surrounded by girls warmed my heart. I’d be in heaven if no one threw spears at me or zapped me with electricity.

I couldn’t leave it to Tomonori or Haruna this time. So, we left the outcome in the hands of our beloved necromancer, Eu, whose motto was clearly peace and quiet.

“Round Three: Portrait Drawing Contest.”

Finally, a normal contest. Eu really understood what was best.

“What’s the subject?” Sera asked grimly, holding a sketchbook.

“Ayumu.”

“Me again?”

“No zapping with electricity this time.”

If I just had to be the model, that was fine. Standing still was a zombie’s specialty.

“Come on, hurry to the hallway,” Haruna said. “I’ll start drawing too.”

“Isn’t this a portrait contest? My face