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

As the official promotion time came, more and more people came to the small square.

"Thank you for buying "One Punch Man". Thank you for your care." Oda Shingo greeted his comic fans with a smile.

While handing over the comic book for autograph, the fan sighed: "Ah, Mr. Oda, I didn't expect you to be so young."

However, the queue has already started in front of the autographing table of Kosuke Watsuki next door.

In front of Oda Shingo's autographing table, there are obviously fewer fans than Kosuke Watsuki, and there are always two or three people.

Oda Shingo is not in a hurry. He chats with the fans who buy comic books one by one, not in a hurry at all. And when signing, he writes slowly and leisurely, and it seems that he has written a lot more.

The effect of such autographing is that there is always someone in front of his stage so that it will not be boring.

Sometimes, he even writes the suggestions of the fans in a small notebook, which makes the fans whose opinions are recorded very happy.

Kosuke Watsuki has been paying attention to Oda Shingo's side.

The two platforms were only two or three steps apart, separated by two ropes.

Kosuke Watsuki simply took the time to speak: "Oda-kun, how is the signing going?"

Anyone who is not blind can see the signing situation. And his words have a strange rhythm, not only proud, but also full of provocation.

"Oh, it can't compare with the seniors." Oda Shingo was very polite and low-key.

Compared with Kosuke Watsuki who is pure and young, Oda Shingo is a veteran in the animation workplace. In public, he is very clear about what attitude he should maintain.

Kosuke Watsuki continued to say sarcastically: "Hehe, if you didn't invite such beautiful two female assistants, maybe your readers would be full of people."

"..." Oda Shingo's face suddenly sank, and he said word by word, "My two assistants are indispensable. Without them, there would be no smooth serialization of "One Punch Man"!"

Kosuke Watsuki was stunned by his seriousness.

Looking behind him, the murderous aura was like a physical entity.

The long-legged female assistant stared at him grimly, as if she would cut his neck with a blade at any time.

The female assistant with a plump upper body pressed her fingers with a click, as if she would blow him up at any time.

Kousuke Watsuki was also a man, he knew when to advance and retreat, he immediately turned his face and kept silent.

He thought to himself: wait until the sales of the single volume come out tomorrow, let's see who will laugh last!

The signing continued on the spot, and the number of people in front of Oda Shingo's stage increased slightly, but it still couldn't make up for the next door.

"Oda Shingo, the comics author, is very popular." The bookstore owner was older and stood by and watched for a long time. Suddenly he sighed: "How many years have I not seen such a cartoonist who is so close to book fans."

A young man in charge of security next to him responded: "Oh? A long time?"

The bookstore owner seemed to have opened up a chatterbox, constantly talking about the beauty of the comics market in the Showa era.

"Yes, those are all memories of the Showa era. The works at that time were not just chasing the market like now?"

"The comic fans at that time were not as picky as now?"

"They were happy to accept comics of different categories and would look for shining points in comics. In the Showa era, they focused on the wonderfulness of comics, instead of just finding faults and shortcomings like now."

"The cartoonists at that time were not just catering to readers like now?"

"In the book signing event of the Showa era, cartoonists communicated with readers sincerely when selling books. They were happy to hear the voices of readers, happy to hear the expectations of readers, and would also seriously write down the readers' thoughts and opinions."

The young security guard was a little envious: "That must have been an era with a very beautiful comic atmosphere."

"Yes, this Oda Shingo has the style of Showa!" The bookstore owner sighed, took out his mobile phone to take a picture for a while, and posted it online.

The young security guard followed suit and recorded the situation of Oda Shingo patiently communicating with readers on the scene in the form of a short video, and sent it to several Internet celebrities he followed on YouTube.

After recalling the good times of comics in the Showa era, the old shop owner murmured, "Unfortunately, everything has gradually changed since the beginning of the Heisei era in 1989. People have become impatient and started to like all kinds of comics that have no connotation and only pursue excitement. It is difficult to see comics that people can savor for a long time after reading them."

"What about the Reiwa era that began in 2019?"

"This is the most hateful! Capital occupies the market, various shady manipulations, the entire comics market has become smoky, and it is getting harder and harder to find a good comic!" The old shop owner said a little excitedly, and even had a hint of anger. "Capital only wants to make money, and the top management of the company likes to arrange direct promotion, which makes it difficult for those cartoonists who concentrate on drawing good comics to gain a foothold!"

"Yes, usually cartoonists who concentrate on drawing comics are not very popular with capitalists, and even invite retaliation." The young security guard sighed.

"Hey, just like this Oda Shingo, his comics are good and he is a good person, but he was severely cheated by the upper management!"

"Huh?"

The old shop owner looked at the few fans of Oda Shingo and sighed: "You don't know this? Take a look at the third page of the "Daily News"..."

The security guard looked around and seemed to have a break, so he followed the old shop owner's instructions and read the newspaper.

"…Damn it! Is that what happened? Hayato Hyakki from the main publication department of Qun-ei-sha is tripping up new authors?" The security guard was indignant after reading it.

The old store manager nodded vigorously: "Yes, this newspaper was delivered before midnight last night. What it reported was like a prophecy. The One Punch Man book was indeed delivered late! It really missed the time to put it on the shelves!"

After all, he was old, and he was just saying this to eat melons and use his gossip-spreading ability. But the security guard was also a comic fan. Although he hadn't read One Punch Man yet, the young man couldn't help hearing the truth.

He immediately sent the electronic version of the newspaper to several Internet celebrities.

In fact, it wasn't just him. Similar things happened in many places.

There are always One Punch Man fans in thousands of bookstores. After noticing the shady dealings, they immediately spread the news to friends and online bloggers.

As time passed, even Kousuke Watsuki's intuition became a little sensitive.

He noticed that the Hyakki director didn't show up.

Not to mention the phone call, not even a line message was sent. This is a bit wrong.

At around 1pm, Oda Shingo took out his mobile phone and sent a line message to his landlord, Mrs. Yukino Fuyuki: [The action can begin! ]

The release of the single volume is quietly nurturing changes.

Mrs. Yukino Fuyuki's line message reply came quickly:

[Let the Hundred Demons see our punch! ]