“I don’t want to overthink it, but I think he’s drawing me.”
Startled, Sophia quickly glanced to the right corner.
A naked red-haired girl with bright blush and green eyes nervously twitched her fluffy tail.
She stood partially in the shadows, with half of her body erotically illuminated by the midday sun.
"Kalliduses are jokers, beings with high adaptive functions. They embody sexuality, always hungry for sexual energy. They can adjust to any circumstances, being cunning and quick to act. They ignite their charges with ideas but also let them fizzle out without completing anything. However, they ensure an inexhaustible supply of inspiration for such people," Sophia recalled.
“It looks that way, doesn’t it? He wakes up in the middle of the night and starts drawing frantically. Once, he painted the girl’s hair in bright red. I’m starting to get anxious. That’s why I brought him here. Though the girl was so sensual, just beautiful. A bright spot in a gray world.”
“The self-love of the Kallidus is also not to be underestimated.”
“Excuse me, you haven’t introduced yourself,” Constantin called out to Sophia, interrupting the guide’s tirade, but (to his fortune) unaware of it.
“Sophia. Sophia Ryoskin,” the girl replied and turned to him. “Beautiful drawing, you have a vivid imagination.”
“Do you think so? Sometimes I wish the girl in the drawing would finally touch her companion, but I feel like the time hasn’t come yet,” Constantin hesitated, as if shy about his drawing.
“And I hope it won’t come,” the Guide scoffed.
“Do you mind if I take the drawing?” Sophia asked. “It’s just so unusual.”
“Of course, I have plenty of them,” Constantin hesitated for a moment. “Tell me, how long will I be here?”
“No, there’s no need for that. Panic attacks aren’t uncommon these days. I’ll schedule follow-up appointments to monitor your progress. Otherwise, you can return to your normal life.”
“Thank you. I have an exhibition tomorrow. It’s nothing spectacular, but maybe – will you come?”
She looked at Constantin, who couldn’t stop smiling at her. Sophia hadn’t planned on establishing a connection with him so quickly.
“Yes, of course. Write the time and address on the back of the paper. You already have a pencil.”
Constantin laughed and, with a victorious expression, jotted down the address.