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

"How's it going? Isn't this dress good?" When Todo Xiangcheng came down from upstairs, he walked around in a circle.

The lake blue dress further accentuates her plump breasts and slender waist. Coupled with her healthy complexion, she looks youthful, beautiful and charming. But the packaging is very tight, and the overall style is pure.

Because I was wearing half-high heels that I don't usually wear, I almost sprained my ankle. Fortunately, I have a good foundation in practicing boxing on weekdays, and I can stabilize my strength by wrapping the roots of an old tree.

"This outfit suits you very well. It highlights your purity and girlish feelings. You feel cuter than usual." Oda Shingo's mind was spinning rapidly, and these words immediately came out of his mouth.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that he had plagiarized the words of the protagonist of "Ellie, the classmate at the next table who occasionally whispers the truth in Russian".

It's okay, I'm completely used to it, Oda Shingo doesn't even blush.

Imogen! Hearing what Oda Shingo said, Toudou Xiangcheng felt extremely satisfied. Even his sprained foot no longer hurt.

However, Oda Shingo's lower back hurt slightly, and Namikaze Yukaku came behind him at some point: "How can I talk when I don't see you on weekdays, but you are very good at talking now?"

"What I'm talking about are lines. I planned to use them in the comics before, but I didn't expect them to appear now." Oda Shingo responded casually.

Namikaze Youkaku's eyelids drooped: "I haven't seen you say such words to me on weekdays."

Oda Shingo quickly explained with a serious face: "Some beauty needs to be pointed out, and some beauty does not need to be emphasized. Because that kind of beauty is undisputed and cannot be refuted."

Namikaze Youkaku was stunned for a moment, and his cheeks quickly turned red.

"Hey, you mean my beauty needs to be highlighted?" Todo Koucho heard this and stood in front of Oda Shingo to protest.

Namikaze Youkaku whispered from behind again: "Glib tongue, let me see how you explain it."

Oda Shingo broke into a cold sweat. Shura Field felt it. This was wrong no matter how you said it.

"Hey? Why hasn't Mrs. Yukino come today? I want to deduct wages!" Oda Shingo quickly changed the subject.

Fortunately, at this time, the cell phone rang.

When Oda Shingo saw that it was Mrs. Yukino, he quickly picked up the phone and answered it, deliberately speaking like a boss: "Moxi Moshi, Mrs. Yukino, are you feeling unwell today? Why didn't you come to work?"

"Hey? Didn't you make appointments with two girls today? I was thinking that the boss is free in the morning and afternoon, so I can be lazy." Mrs. Yukino teased and returned to the topic, "The Heroes Club called just now. He said that he hopes that the next issue of "Goblin Slayer" will have a two-color draft with the first title."

It was arranged that Mrs. Yukino would answer the phone under the pseudonym of Oda Shingo, who used the pseudonym Akechi Mitsuhiko. After all, Namikaze Yukuru and Toudou Kouchi were dull and one jumped out, and if they let anything slip, all their previous efforts would be wasted.

Mrs. Yukino is a shrewd and trustworthy female shadow warrior who is more than capable of being the Great Demon King of the Sixth Heaven.

Now that the group has made this request, Oda Shingo is happy: "Okay! It seems that they see the potential of "Goblin Slayer". Can you agree to it for me?"

"I asked you to update pages for four episodes, but they only agreed to two episodes in the end."

"Good guy, Chapter 4, do you want to drain all my manuscripts?"

"Anyway, you are very fast, I know it very well. That's it, you go and accompany them. I missed work today and was lazy. Also, don't forget what I reminded you last night."

"Yeah, yeah, I've made arrangements." Oda Shingo replied.

Mrs. Yukino's tone suddenly became playful: "By the way, why will you be exploited?"

Oda Shingo was stunned.

But Mrs. Yukino immediately hung up the phone, giving him no time to react.

Oda Shingo looked at his phone and scrolled for a while.

"Hey! What are you doing here? Let's go!" Toudou Xiangcheng dragged Oda Shingo out.

Taking the bus there, Oda Shingo was the eye-catching object along the way.

I don’t know how many girls are very fond of Oda Shingo, but I can’t help but feel a little regretful when I see Todo Kouchi very close to him, and his appearance and figure are first-class.

Arrived at Tokyo University of the Arts again. But this time I took a bus, and when I got off the bus, I happened to pass by a handicraft and food district.

Due to its proximity to the university, there are rare morning market delicacies. But most of them are not targeted at selling to passers-by who get up early in the morning, but to college students who have just returned from playing outside all night.

Bamboo wooden stalls display handicrafts, and various traditional signs are written on exquisite Japanese paper lanterns. Here, every handicraft contains the craftsman's intention, and every snack carries a unique taste, allowing people to feel the unique heritage of the local culture during tasting and purchase.

The air is filled with enticing aromas, and the smoke of grilled fish on skewers lingers between the stalls. At the stall next to it, an old woman in kimono placed matcha pudding in a bamboo tube. The light green paste looked particularly fresh and refined in the bamboo tube, exuding a faint fragrance of tea.

"By the way, I need to bring something to a few teachers I owe a favor to." Oda Shingo remembered.

He randomly selected several snack gift boxes.

"Do I need to buy some for my mentor?" Todo Xiangcheng asked. She didn't quite understand, for fear of losing etiquette.

Oda Shingo thought for a while: "I'll find an opportunity to send it to you. You're not suitable. It can't be expensive, just a greeting."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." Todo Xiangcheng was so happy that her eyebrows arched again.

Soon, Todo Xiangcheng, who had obviously eaten breakfast, started eating various snacks again.

Now I'm making octopus balls, and now I'm making cakes. It's a joy to eat.

Todo Kouchi suddenly remembered: "By the way, I can bring some to Namikaze Yukuru? No, you can't just report in a big bag, right?"

Oda Shingo thought to himself that Namikaze Yukaku must be nearby.

As we walked along, we saw some handicrafts on the street that made Oda Shingo look at him with suspicion.

In particular, some shoes made of bamboo are exquisitely handmade and look very stylish with the grass edging.

Oda Shingo asked the elderly stall owner: "How much do these bamboo shoes cost?"

"1,400 yen."

"Oh, these bamboo shoes are quite cheap." Oda Shingo thought about it.

When he arrived at school, Oda Shingo was surprised to find that the second department of art was as famous as the second department of economics, law, and literature. It was already ten o'clock, and he and Todo Xiangcheng were both early. The new students were registered. There wasn't even a long queue at the station.

Well, of course, departments in Japan are called faculties, and students are called fabu students.

The second art department is originally a gathering place for students with special sports skills, students with connections, and self-funded students. The registration and start time of the school is later than that of ordinary students. Perhaps it is because they are afraid that they will disturb the discipline of the school and affect the students' impression of the school...

Even the standard courses are not taught together, perhaps because the absence rate of such students is too high...

The registration desk is located in the lobby of the auditorium. There are not many people. Tengtang Xiangcheng took out the admission notice and other materials to go through the admission procedures.

Oda Shingo was standing not far away, occasionally taking out his mobile phone to send messages.

He also took the time to look around and try to spot the hidden figures. Where is Namikaze Yukaku peeping?

As a result, I was unsuccessful in looking for ninjutsu enthusiasts, and there were three waves of girls who came to chat with me...

After completing the registration procedures, Toudo Xiangcheng took Oda Shingo to choose courses.

"Hello? It's just a course selection. Why don't you just find time to do it by yourself?"

"You're here now, can't you do it right the first time?"

"You're not going to get in anyway."

"Hmph, I just want to hold your arm and walk around."

According to custom, when Japanese universities begin, many male and female friends will come together.

It's just the other way around. Usually when a man reports for duty, a woman will accompany him to declare his sovereignty. Of course, there are beautiful women and men who come to declare their sovereignty.

Oda Shingo actually didn't realize that Toudo Xiangcheng was a little thoughtful.

"Huh? That one seems to be yours, Shingo..."

Todo Xiangcheng suddenly pointed in a direction and shouted.

It is the Tokyo University of the Arts Memorial Hall.

Oda Shingo was surprised to find that his works were already on display.