[NO. She must make this right, posthaste...! It takes Suzu wiping off the remaining paint from his face for her to be satisfied and stop freaking out. At his question, well... Hahahaha. Time for a doozy. Suzu finally backs off, a very troubled look on her face.]

... It's paint. [She replies surprisingly bluntly, despite the timid tone.] Umm, er... I know it sounds a bit crazy, but when I left home today, this weird flying paintbrush starting following me. When I figured out it wanted me to hold, it, well....

[Long story short, this is the result.]

I'm not strong like Kuronii, so... I'm sorry? I'm really sorry~?