☀️ Arselia and Akonia

- The main thing is that it shouldn't be vulgar and suitable for public viewing.

- Understood and accepted!

"Okay, guys, let's start thinking now," a voice echoed in their heads.
"Who is this? You're not the gray voice..." Gillon was surprised.
"And I know her. This is Kosha, she's our player, whatever that means," Beata guessed.
"Yes, good job, you're right, it's clear that the intelligence boost is helping. Do the quest now, I said."
"Why is that? We'd like to wander around, think, we still wanted to play Diablo or Pam-Param," the adventuress objected.
"Because I said so. Look, it's almost eight o'clock in the evening. I also wanted to study, I'm very behind with you guys, they gave me a lot of comments yesterday."
"With us, yeah. We were studying yesterday too, you could have studied too..." Gillon grumbled unhappily.
"That's exactly what I was doing yesterday! And for a month and a half before that, I was dragging you around! Now, go and come up with flags right here and now, I said!"
"Yes, let's do it tomorrow..." Gillon rolled his eyes.
"Tomorrow I'll be at work."
"I'm sure that with your job, you'll be able to find a lot of time for us and not bully us and Gillon for no reason."
"Maybe I can, but I won't be able to draw beautiful flags. Because at home I have Photoshop and the divine Clip Studio, and at work I only have Paint for Windows XP."
"Do you seriously think we understood even half of what you said?! Hello, we may not be in the Middle Ages, but computers haven't been invented yet, what Photoshop or Windows are you talking about!" Beata was indignant.
"Yes! My head hurts from the gray voices, and now they're bombarding us with incomprehensible terms!" Gillon cursed.
"Okay, all you need to know is that we're going to do this quest now. So you'll be good little boys, sit on the porch, take a pencil, and start drawing, and I'll think about what can be depicted."
"Mother Anuzish, can we have a different player?!" Beata pleaded.
"No. We'll have to make do with what we have. Love her and don't complain."

The couple goes out so as not to annoy Alexandra, sits on the porch outside, takes pencils, tears out sheets from the diary, and starts drawing.