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

"Who is that? What daughter?" Oda Shingo was stunned for a long time.

He vaguely remembered that he had met him when he was dealing with personal debts.

At that time, the big man wanted to make a few moves, but he found a chance to slip away.

Who would fight with him? He looked like a bear, not to mention that he was only a real man for three minutes.

And a daughter? No matter how beautiful his daughter is, she is probably Lin Daiyu who can pull up a willow tree, right?

Bofeng Youhe noticed that Fujido Kaocheng's expression was wrong, and asked in a low voice: "Do you know the middle-aged man just now?"

"Shh——" Fujido Kaocheng quickly made a gesture to her not to speak.

Bofeng Youhe did not mention it again, vaguely guessed, but felt it was unlikely.

This burly bald man and Fujido Kaocheng, it doesn't look like they are biological children...

This is just a small episode.

Next, Oda Shingo completed the book signing and selling seriously.

Compared to the occasional one before, every fan at this time left a Chinese poem on the book. After all, those who can wait in line until now are really fans who give the cartoonist face.

Soon, people kept posting photos of Oda Shingo in the forum of "One Punch Man".

[Oh, Oda teacher is quite handsome! ]

[Correction, it's a little handsome, not quite handsome. How do you know if he can stand up? ]

[I'll say on behalf of Oda teacher: Don't slander me! ]

[Don't you think that Oda teacher's fair and clean little handsome is very attractive to women? ]

[Yes, yes, sister, I always want to bully him when I look at him. ]

This is the case in the forum. There are indeed female fans at the signing site who are a little interested in Oda Shingo.

In the queue, there is a female fan who is dressed boldly and seductively.

Before her turn, she has already started talking to Oda Shingo.

"Teacher Oda, you can write Chinese characters."

"Teacher Oda, can fans ask for a photo?"

When handing over the comic book, the female fan was still leaning over the table, looking forward.

She didn't seem to mind the wide-open collar at all, and said in a coquettish voice:

"Teacher Oda, you haven't eaten yet? My family runs a small izakaya nearby..."

"Teacher Oda, what's your LINE account? Can you add one?"

Oda Shingo just smiled and picked up the comic book, turned around and asked Namikaze Yukaku: "I have reserved a place tonight, let's have a small dinner at Oda Studio."

It seems that he didn't hear the words of the female fan, but it seems that he refused.

Namikaze Yukaku looked at him and nodded vigorously.

At the same time, Oda Shingo kept turning around, just lowered his head to sign on his legs, not looking in the direction of the female fan.

After signing his name, he did not write any more poems. He turned around and smiled and returned the book to the female fan: "Thank you for your support."

When he said this, because the female fan was still lying on the table, Oda Shingo's face was facing Fujido Kaoru.

The female fan straightened up, put the book away, and was about to leave.

But Fujido Kaoru, with her short temper, would not let her go.

What, you came here to lie on the table like a show of strength, and you still want to leave like this? Teacher Oda is honest and doesn't care, but we are not here to eat dry food!

Fujido Kaoru hugged Oda Shingo's arm and leaned forward: "Teacher Oda, you are just polite. You must treat us to a good meal later. Being an assistant is really hard."

Oda Shingo's arm was stuck in the sandwiched area, as if it was swallowed and disappeared by a terrifying giant.

When the female fan saw this sinking scene like quicksand, her expression changed, and she snorted and quickened her pace and left.

Someone in the fan group whistled.

Some people also laughed and whispered, "How can Mr. Oda draw such a beautiful comic in such an environment with female assistants?"

Some people with quick minds shook their heads deliberately, "No, no, I understand why Hayato Hyakki wants to suppress Mr. Oda. Who wouldn't be angry when seeing this?"

The fans around burst into laughter, and everyone seemed to be much more tolerant of Mr. Oda. .

Fujido Kaoru blushed and quickly let go of Oda Shingo's arm.

Oda Shingo smiled and took back his arm and continued to sign books as if nothing had happened.

It was not until around nine o'clock in the evening that the fans gradually left.

"Thank you for your care, everyone has worked hard!"

"Thank you very much, I have troubled you all today!"

Oda Shingo, with two female assistants, also expressed his gratitude to the bookstore and the staff of Qun Ying She.

Although the comic book is printed by Springfield Bookstore, this event is organized by Qun Ying She, and the bookstore is also directly under Qun Ying She.

This is very common in the comics market in Japan. The distribution of many books is complicated, and everyone makes money.

The old shop owner came over and shook hands with Oda Shingo very seriously: "Teacher Oda, I admire you very much. Please continue to work hard and integrate your Showa style into comics!"

He is much older than Oda Shingo, but he still calls him teacher, not only as a respectful title for cartoonists, but also out of respect.

"Showa style? Ah, how can I deserve it." Oda Shingo said a few words politely and modestly.

"No, no, I haven't seen a cartoonist like you who can gather the hearts of cartoonists for many years!" The old shop owner pulled Oda Shingo into the bookstore and pointed to a photo hanging on the wall.

"This is..." Oda Shingo looked up and looked carefully.

This is an enlarged old photo. The colors are far less bright than now, and it looks very contemporary.

In the photo, a group of people surrounded a young man wearing glasses in the middle. The young man smiled shyly at the camera, holding something like a certificate in his hand.

The old shop owner introduced: "This is my nephew, who won the Best Newcomer Award in 1994. He was still very young and energetic at the time."

"..." Oda Shingo looked at the old shop owner and noticed that his lips trembled slightly.

"After serializing two works, he began to go downhill. He couldn't draw works that he was satisfied with and popular in the market. He tried desperately to draw wonderful comics, but... he died suddenly!"

"......!" Oda Shingo's face became solemn.

He also died suddenly in his previous life. Although there is no crisis in this regard now, it is not a warning bell.

"Teacher Oda, I noticed that you update comics very quickly, but please take care of your health." The old shop owner reminded Oda Shingo earnestly.

Oda Shingo bowed: "I understand, thank you very much for your reminder."

The old shopkeeper looked at the two female assistants not far away and said in a low voice: "Also take care of your body. Since you like Chinese poetry, I remember a sentence that wine is a medicine that penetrates the intestines, and sex is a knife that scrapes the bones."

These two sentences are not poetry, and Oda Shingo can't refute it. At least the other party's intention is good, so he can only whisper: "Thank you for reminding me."

The old shopkeeper kept talking: "Especially those with big breasts, that's the most fatal. My waist has never been good since I was young, and even my wife at home has big breasts..."

Oda Shingo coughed lightly and said goodbye quickly.

The old shopkeeper kept muttering behind him: "Although this is a bookstore, I still have some Okamoto. How about giving you some? Take care of your body and use it slowly..."

Oda Shingo quickly quickened his pace and slipped away.