Tokyo, everyone is drawing comics, who still wants to fall in love?

Early in the morning, at ten o'clock in the morning, Oda Shingo was still in bed.

[Are you free at 2:00 tomorrow afternoon? There is a house for rent. If you are interested, you can come and take a look. ] The landlady’s line message is here.

"..." Oda Shingo lay on the bed, tilting his head and thinking for a while.

He had to admit that he had no plans to change his house. If he is willing to go, it can only be because of the invitation of the landlady.

At least that's what the tent on the quilt says. He recalled the feeling of having his landlady pinned beneath him in the cinema.

Happily, it no longer hurts.

However... women can only affect the speed of his brush, and his career has just started, so why should he be greedy for accommodation and office conditions in the first place?

He calculated that based on the order level of 5,000, excluding the commission from individual volumes, his balance of comic royalties was not large.

"The labor cost is too expensive." Oda Shingo sighed. Anyway, the two girls haven't come yet at this time.

Expenses are a problem because I have two assistants.

The most expensive thing in the manga studio market is the labor cost, and any skilled manga assistant costs 10,000 yen.

Oda Shingo knew that based on Namikaze Yukaku's level, ten thousand yen a day was really not expensive.

Moreover, this girl is really serious about painting. If she hadn't urged her every day, she would have worked overtime and stayed up all night without going home.

Although Todo Xiangcheng is a novice, he has made rapid progress and is now fully able to get started.

In the past few days, he has been very methodical in controlling public opinion in the forum, which made Oda Shingo very satisfied. At least he no longer had to worry about managing the forum.

"At least they are pretty good-looking." Oda Shingo thought about it.

One is based on high goals, and the other has the world in mind, which is really good.

"Eye-catching?" Namikaze Youhe's voice suddenly sounded.

Oh My God! Oda Shingo jumped out of bed like a carp.

"W-when did you come?" Oda Shingo's eyes widened and he wrapped his hands tightly in the quilt.

Only then did he realize that Namikaze Yukaku was already sitting at the table.

By the way, I gave the two girls the keys, so they can come in without any obstruction.

"Today is Saturday, so I came earlier than usual." Yukaku Namikaze said with a natural expression, "I opened the door and saw that you were still sleeping, so I got to work first."

Namikaze Youkaku also pointed to the packing box placed on the utility table.

This is a breakfast rice ball she brought from the school cafeteria.

"..." Oda Shingo began to think that maybe he really needed to change his house.

There was no privacy when sleeping, and Namikaze Yukaku was still the kind of creature that seemed to not exist once he didn't move.

Fortunately, I didn't play chess, run around with horses, or shoot cannons, or else I would have died on the spot...

"Did I talk in my sleep?" Oda Shingo awkwardly grabbed his pants and put them on under the quilt.

Namikaze Yukuru went to the corner of the room to sort out the manuscript very naturally, giving Oda Shingo time and opportunity to get dressed.

Wait, Namikaze Yukuru, why are you so natural? But I am going to start washing without restraint like a girl whose sleeping posture was spied on?

Oda Shingo thought sadly.

But seeing that Namikaze Yukaku was calm and everything was normal, he was too embarrassed to ask.

In the evening, when Toudo Xiangcheng started cooking, Oda Shingo once again confirmed the need to move.

"Ahem, Fujido, what did you do? It's so irritating." Oda Shingo stopped the pen in his hand and looked at the circle of smoke that began to fill the surroundings.

Is this a fire drill?

"Sorry, I'm making Genghis Khan barbecue!" Todo Xiangcheng explained. Oda Shingo's current food allowance is very good, and he can already eat a lot of meat.

She was coughing softly too.

This made Oda Shingo feel embarrassed. The house is too small and there is no range hood. As a result, the barbecue the girl made could only be fried using an induction cooker. However, the Genghis Khan barbecue, which requires heavy oil and heavy fire, turned the shabby little apartment into a fire drill scene.

However, Genghis Khan barbecue is actually a popular barbecue method in Japan, and Oda Shingo expressed dissatisfaction. How can our Chinese barbecue be inferior to a small place like this?

He considered finding an opportunity to use Zibo Barbecue and other roadside stall techniques to make Japanese barbecue in seconds.

In the afternoon of the next day, Oda Shingo went to the place designated by Yukino in the late winter as promised.

"Mrs. Yukino, thank you for your trouble." Oda Shingo expressed his gratitude upon meeting.

She is a rich woman, and she is obviously interested in being a tenant just for you.

Yukino Shendong smiled: "I just don't want the house resources to be empty."

Today, Mrs. Yukino is wearing a dark blue kimono, she is steady and elegant, and she is still as bright and radiant.

This is a small old building with two floors, somewhat similar to Nobita's house in Dora A's dream.

On the first floor, entering the entrance is a large living room and bedroom. The middle partition is flexible and can be removed to become a large workspace.

There is a dining room and utility room to the side, perfect for a studio atmosphere and for stacking work equipment.

While checking the hall, Mrs. Yukino Mifuyu suddenly pointed at the table: "By the way, let's see what that is?"

A wrapped book, wrapped in gift paper and carefully tied with a red ribbon.

"This, this is..." Oda Shingo suddenly felt excited and glanced at Yukino Mito.

The smile on Mrs. Yukino's face was as gentle as the spring breeze.

Oda Shingo carefully unwrapped the zip ties, opened the gift-level packaging, and then saw the covers of Saitama, Tatsumaki, and Fubuki.

Single volume!

This is a completed single volume draft sample!

Oda Shingo's heart was beating wildly, and he excitedly picked it up with both hands, first put it in front of his nose and sniffed it gently.

There was a faint scent of paper and ink on it, and a special cold fragrance was still faintly left.

"Well, just look at it, what are you smelling?" Mrs. Yukino scolded beside her, her ears were a little red. It was as if she had put it on her chest before, but now she was embarrassed to be sniffed.

Oda Shingo didn't care about Mrs. Yukino's reaction, and hurriedly opened the book waist carefully and gently turned the contents inside.

Exquisite plate making, clear printing, luxurious paper, exquisite offset printing, impeccable single volume quality!

Oda Shingo was very excited. This was the first time he had achieved physical printing results after his soul traveled through time and space.

"Thank you so much! Mrs. Yukino!"

"Nothing, the trial version just came out this morning. I thought you would be interested, so I rushed to send it to you."

"Can I keep it?"

"Of course. Are you satisfied with this trial version?"

"Satisfied! Very satisfied!" Oda Shingo was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.

He carefully put away the trial version of the single volume and continued to look at the house with Mrs. Yukino.

When going upstairs, Mrs. Yukino walked in front, and Oda Shingo's eyes moved up involuntarily...

Round and full... Oda Shingo bent his waist and went up to the second floor.

There are four bedrooms on the second floor, with a shared laundry, shower and toilet.

The more Oda Shingo looked, the more he felt that this house is very suitable for a comic studio.

It's just that four bedrooms on the second floor are a bit too many.

If Mrs. Yukino can live here, it will be very suitable...