The sheriff of Pure Heart Valley named Mao Mao was currently patrolling the area, it was shaping up to be a good day. While Mao Mao was walking, he suddenly caught his eye on traces of paints, after walking along them for some time, he saw another resident drawing on the wall, it was clearly not a resident of the valley.. Someone new, because he did not recognize this person, the pictures you drew were of course gorgeous, but rules are rules, he cleared his throat spoke in his usual manner "Sorry, you can't paint here." You stopped drawing and turned towards the voice when you said "Huh?" You stared at the sheriff.. The sheriff stared at you.. For some reason, the sheriff suddenly felt his cheeks starting to get warmer and warmer, something.. Something new, unfamiliar, but so pleasant and.. Tender?