I run a bank in Tokyo

Chapter 16 Effect
"Is Jin's health okay?" After seeing Shin Seijuro's real appetite, the first reaction of the Sakurai couple was to worry.

This kind of appetite has also been seen in the Big Eater Competition, but that is a competition, but this is a regular meal for him.

The point is, he didn't eat much before, as can be seen from his body shape, he is 180cm tall, but weighs only 65Kg, and has lost 2Kg in the past few days.

"No, apart from being thin, there are no other problems." Sakurai Hitomi replied.She was also worried, and then did some simple checks, no problem.

"Maybe it's the second development." Shin Kiyojuro said half-jokingly.

The Sakurai family found that his mood was significantly better than yesterday, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

What worries me the most is his emotions. I always call him over for dinner these two days, mainly to communicate with him, so that he will not indulge in loneliness and sadness.

After eating, I helped to clean up the restaurant and kitchen before the family left.

It was already past 8 o'clock in the evening.

Shinsei Juro watched them go home, and waved at Sakurai Yumi and Sakurai Masahira who were waving, and then turned and entered the house.

I didn't meet any customers all day today, so it seems that the chances are not high.

Most importantly, the creditor did not come to the door.

I don't have a clue about this person, and I hold the mentality that getting through the day is a day.

Go to the study and turn on the computer.

With the help of Hitomi Sakurai, this place was set up as a temporary studio, and all the painting equipment was installed, mainly computers and digital boards.

"Hands that work day and night" is obtained from Makoto Ueki, who is not a real manga artist, but has been just a manga artist's assistant and pirate all his life, pursuing speed!Therefore, after the technology of board painting became more and more mature, he resolutely chose board painting.

However, in addition to the pursuit of speed, it is not possible to make up for it. Nowadays, pirated copies are very concerned about quality. The closer the painting skills are to the genuine version, the higher the reward, which is related to his quality of life.Because of his hand-painting skills, he quickly got started with board painting, and in his more than ten years of comic career, he has never stopped improving himself. Even if he only improves himself by 1cm every day, it will be a remarkable achievement after more than ten years. number!
Jinqing Juro didn't know much about Qianzhuang, he only knew that "hands that work day and night" were a white prop, but he didn't understand how difficult it is for an ordinary person to have a pair of hands that are recognized by Qianzhuang without strong resentment one thing.Even if those well-known cartoonists are brought over, not many of them may be able to get the approval of the bank.

Just looking at the introduction, it is impossible to clearly understand the characteristics of this item.

After downloading and installing the software, set up the digital tablet, pick up the pressure-sensitive pen, and start directly after a little thought.

In just 5 minutes, a sunny boy wearing a yellow, blue and white high-necked jacket, with blond hair, three beards on each side of his cheeks, and a particularly bright smile appeared on the screen.

So fast!

So smooth!
Shin Seijuro looked at the character he had drawn, and his eyes lit up.

For the first work, he chose "Naruto".

This manga is more acceptable to RB society.

In this world, the mainstream of the comics industry is youth, fantasy, sports competitions, etc. Although there are also comics about bloody fighting, there is no outstanding work yet.

It is not easy to succeed outside the mainstream. After careful consideration, in fact, he decided to choose "Naruto" after thinking about it for an hour.It's the same for him anyway, he's just a porter, not original, and he doesn't even know much about storyboarding.

"The hands that work day and night" is just a prop equipped in the hands, not the brain, which cannot help him obtain the memory of Makoto Ueki.

His purpose of drawing comics is only to make money, not to really want to become a famous cartoonist in history.

Apart from money, he doesn't have any pressure, and he doesn't think too much, keep going!

This feeling of not being able to stop is so cool!

……

late at night.

Because of yesterday's murder incident, many shops in Kabukicho that were open all night were rarely closed before 0 o'clock collectively.

A criminal case and a custom store were collectively silenced. Although it was guessed that it was mostly revenge, dozens of people died quietly. Who would not tremble?
Moreover, it is said that there are still unknown inside stories, and the Jidao organization behind it has not come forward.

No, there was another store with lights on.

It's right next to the custom shop where the homicide happened.

However, the people inside were not employees, but a group of strange people. They were not doing business, but were drinking tea and waiting for something quietly.

The eight able-bodied young and middle-aged people sitting at the bottom, although they were dressed in casual clothes, but the information revealed by their words and deeds made it easy for people to distinguish whether they were policemen or professional bodyguards.

Sitting at the top is a graceful man dressed in a safari suit and a Liwu hat, with a bat fan beside his hand and shallow feet. This is the typical outfit of an onmyoji in the Heian period.

Behind him stood a petite girl with delicate features, about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in pink and white maid uniform, responsible for making tea and pouring water for him.

The shop that was supposed to be bustling and bustling, they forcibly created a tea shop atmosphere, quiet and leisurely.

However, those eight police officers were clearly unable to sit still.

Let them catch thieves and solve crimes, and bodyguards can also make guest appearances, but it is really difficult for them to sit quietly like this.From time to time, I moved my buttocks, looked at the man sitting on the top, and then quietly made eye contact.

"Boss, are ghosts really killing people?"

"How do I know? Just follow orders!"

"Is this guy really an Onmyoji?"

"Is that why you want to go to forensic class?"

The forensics class is mainly responsible for forensics, autopsies, police dog training, etc., which is completely incomparable with the search class of the Metropolitan Police Department's star.

"Boss, don't, I was wrong!"

"Boss, don't blame the city man, aren't you angry? It's very annoying to come out to handle the case, not to mention wearing such a suit, and bringing a little maid with you!"

"Meisa is not just my maid!" A clear and lonely voice suddenly sounded.

"Isn't it a maid, why... ah!" An exclamation sounded.

They were communicating with their eyes just now, a tacit understanding cultivated over many years, but how did this person know?
Could it be that he can eavesdrop on other people's voices?
The eight of them fell silent together.

Then, the middle-aged man called "Boss" bowed to apologize: "I'm sorry, my lord, please forgive my subordinates for their ignorance!"

"I'm sorry!" The other seven also bowed and apologized in unison.

He can actually hear the voices of others, it seems that this person is really capable!
For powerful people, they have always been willing to obey.

Shinsuke Imaya, the onmyoji, was very satisfied with the attitude of the eight people. He picked up the bat fan next to him, tapped it lightly on his hand, and said lightly: "Get up, be careful."

"Yes!" Eight people responded in unison.

Be respectful.

After sitting upright, continue to wait.

But no longer impetuous.

Time passed quietly, and the night was getting darker and darker.

The "person" they were waiting for never appeared.

On the contrary, underground banks have ushered in repeat customers.

(End of this chapter)