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

"I didn't expect the first battle would be with a dog parasitized by an alien species!" Niwa Sho quickly typed his thoughts on the keyboard.

This was a feeling that he had to express. It had been a long time since he had seen such a surprising plot.

In the past, the comics that I knew from the beginning to the end were all inferior at this moment. As expected, Mr. Oda's comics are the best!

After he clicked on the message, he didn't even look at what others would say, and went straight to the next plot.

Xiaoyou, who was parasitic on the right hand, forced the protagonist Shinichi to run away.

And the dog's head was slowly cracking...

Niwa Sho guessed: "Will it chase and try to bite Shinichi to death?"

But the next scene in the comic made him widen his eyes.

He believed that if Shinichi was there, no, even if it was anyone else, he would definitely react the same way as himself.

The dog's head turned into a huge bat-like flesh wing, fluttering directly into the sky and began to chase Xiaoyou and Shinichi.

Shinichi, who was hiding in a corner, looked up and saw the dog flying in the air like a bat, and immediately exclaimed: "No matter what, it's too exaggerated, isn't it?!"

"Too exaggerated, isn't it?!" Niwa Sho also exclaimed.

The author's imagination is amazing.

Next, he was shocked by the scene.

Xiaoyou suddenly stretched out, like a noodle, and pulled it into the sky!

But the tip of the noodle was a sharp claw, which directly pierced into the dog's abdomen and pulled the heart out!

Blood flew in the air!

Xiaoyou retreated to Shinichi, and the dog's heart was still beating.

The parasitic dog fell to the ground, convulsing, and quickly began to fail.

Shinichi was shocked for a long time.

But Xiaoyou, who had just killed his own kind, didn't feel sad at all...

The scene stayed at Shinichi washing his hands by the sink, and Niwa Sho breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon he pounced in front of the display screen again, clicking the mouse to try to find more pages.

"No more? More! Not enough, not enough, I want more!"

He randomly clicked the mouse and opened the barrage of messages.

For a moment, countless words like [Not enough], [More to read], [Next], [Update quickly], [The author is too short] filled the entire page.

Niwa Sho felt the same way!

"Update quickly! Big brother who draws comics!" Niwa Sho kept typing on the keyboard while talking to himself.

He left messages continuously: Please update!

Like it, leave it again: Update Ali Gadu.

Reward it, leave it again: Teacher Oda Shingo, don't sleep, update quickly!

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Oda Shingo's studio.

Oda Shingo is still sleeping.

After an unknown amount of time, Oda Shingo vaguely heard the sound outside the door again.

"He hasn't gotten up yet."

"Let Oda-kun sleep a little longer, he works until after one o'clock."

"Wow, how did you know?"

"Shh..."

Is it a dream again? Oda Shingo pondered.

Drowsy, when the alarm clock set for seven o'clock rang, Oda Shingo opened his sleepy eyes.

"Get up!" He jumped out of bed.

After washing up, he lazily went downstairs, but was surprised to see the working conditions downstairs from the second floor.

The two women had already started working at their desks.

He hurried back to the room, changed out of his pajamas, and went downstairs in formal attire: "Hey? You came so early?"

Fujido Kaoki waved happily: "Breakfast is ready, I'll heat it up for you."

Namikaze Yukaku reached out to stop her, looked up at Oda Shingo upstairs and said: "It's only seven o'clock, Oda-kun, sleep a little longer. Your eyes are red, and it's obvious that six hours of sleep is not enough to restore your physical strength."

"..." Oda Shingo scratched his head.

Something is wrong.

He immediately turned back to the corridor on the second floor and looked at each room one by one.

When he pushed open the first room, there was indeed a girl's scent.

The room was already fragrant.

There was even a pendant hanging in front of the door.

It was a handwritten note and a printed paper.

[Sign this first if you want to enter my room! ] Next to it was a simple sketch of a girl's face and a fist...

Needless to say, everyone knew whose room this was.

Then look at the printed paper: [Wedding]!

This is the signature document for the bride and groom applying for marriage in Japan.

Oda Shingo: "..."

Then, he looked at the relative position very accurately, the other room next to his own room.

Sure enough, someone had moved in.

The difference was that there was no obvious fragrance, just a very simple and bright girl's room.

Oda Shingo rolled his eyes and went back downstairs.

"If you take a shower at night, remember to lock the door. If you go to bed at night, remember not to go to the wrong door." Oda Shingo reminded expressionlessly.

The two women exchanged glances with each other. This guy actually found out so quickly.

But he didn't chase them away, you know what's good for you.

"Hey, Mr. Oda, why didn't you remind us to lock the door at night? Could it be..." Fujido Kaoru approached Oda Shingo slyly.

Oda Shingo put his hand on her forehead and pushed her away: "I will cherish the relationship when it comes, but before the relationship comes, I want to make money."

Work continues.

From the perspective of painting skills, "Parasyte" was drawn faster than "One Punch Man".

Especially those who are more knowledgeable about muscles and bones. So Oda Shingo's paintings take shape quickly. He happened to have studied intensively in this area, and he put his knowledge into practice.

The finished product samples mastered in the previous life are simply a great help to the speed of drawing storyboards. Coupled with the efficiency multiplier of the system, the daily draft can reach 15 pages.

But the finished manuscript is not so fast.

"Teacher Oda, your storyboards came out very quickly, but there were a lot of revisions later. Is there any reason?" Namikaze Youhe noticed that Oda Shingo's speed was different from the past.

In the past, he was very fast. Why is he slow these two days?

"Keep improving, I don't want to polish shoes for others. Of course, I can complete 50 pages per week according to the plan." Oda Shingo explained.

It is indeed slower than expected, because Oda Shingo has high requirements for himself.

As a time-traveling protagonist, you can copy the text, but you can't copy it all. This is his working principle.

On the basis of ensuring the essence of the original charm, add your own understanding and play. This is his way.

To make Parasyte, which was originally serialized in a hurry and failed to reach its peak, closer to perfection. This is his pursuit.

Comics have nothing to do with faith, but comics are higher than faith!

While Fujido Kao went to the bathroom, Namikaze Yukaku continued to care: "Oda-kun, although the current progress is indeed 50 pages per week, I am worried that your inspiration may not keep up..."

"It's okay, my inspiration is not so easy to run out." Oda Shingo was confident.

Of course I am confident, no matter who loses inspiration, he will not lose it.

Namikaze Yukaku looked at him worriedly.

Is it because Fujido Kao and I moved in without permission that made him a little unhappy?

It is true that we are too willful...

But if I don't move in, Fujido Kao will move in.

In that case, with the brain of that stupid girl, maybe she won't lock the door when taking a shower one night, or she won't wear pajamas properly or something...

Just like last night, she was confused when she slept and went to the wrong door when she went to the bathroom.

Namikaze Yuzuru thought in his heart, but still said softly to Oda Shingo: "Sorry, we moved in without permission."

"Ah, it's okay. You are here for work."

"That... I will pay the rent!" Namikaze Yuzuru said firmly.

Oda Shingo was stunned for a moment, and soon laughed: "Why are you being polite? Your money is still my money?"

He thought, isn't it my salary that I pay you? If you want rent, just deduct it directly, why bother to pay the rent?

But after hearing this, Namikaze Yuzuru thought differently.

He said, my money is his money.

"... Yeah!" Namikaze Yuzuru's eyes became crescent moons, and his mental power was max!