Natsuko cant ignore the weird-looking bird who keeps telling her its no use every time they cross paths.
Meanwhile, Luke is going through it, well and truly down bad for Natsuko.
Unio wasnt born yesterday, but is just happy they arent dating yet.
Even a romantic naif like her could sense saying so might send a message shes not ready to send!
Natsuko catches up to Luke and her pegbar speaks to her, so its time to draw.
But more importantly, as shes drawing it, shes thinking very hard aboutwhoshes drawing it for and why.
Luke isnt a collection of lines drawn in 3B pencil.
As emphasized when she saw the scars on his body, hesreal.
This isnt like the previous times she drew something out of desperate necessity or calculated utility.
One look at her face and its clear: shes drawing out oflove.
Not love forA Tale of Perishingin the abstract, either.
Shes feeling some kinda way shes never felt before about another person.
