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

Chapter 107 Someone robbed a vehicle!

At the izakaya, Oda Shingo and others ate until midnight before leaving.

When paying the bill, Oda Shingo specifically asked about the price. If you have a rough idea in mind, you will be happier, right?

"This fee will be charged to Vice President Oyama's account. The total amount is... 217300 yen!"

"Oh, I think I ate a bit too much..." Oda Shingo touched his slightly bulging belly, "Pack five more tempura meals!"

"Okay!" the waiter agreed happily.

"You, really!" Fujido Kacheng said this, but she took the packing bag swiftly.

Oda Shingo chuckled.

Saburo Mikami was also grinning beside him.

Our director has changed. He doesn't usually have such a bad smile. Assistant Okita watched from the side and thought to himself that this was a different Mikami Saburo.

Is it because of Oda Shingo that our minister revealed the evil thoughts suppressed in his heart? Assistant Okita laughed as he thought about it.

He glanced at the mirror next to the checkout counter and found that his smile seemed to be very evil as well.

Of course, Vice President Xiaoshan may not mind this expenditure, but it is fun to spend the enemy's money.

Happiness is based on comparison. If you see that others are not living as well as you are, you are happy.

If the person who is having a bad life is your enemy, then you will feel very happy.

Assistant Okita contacted his colleagues, and there was a business car arranged nearby.

While waiting for the bus, everyone stood at the door of the pub, looking at the night sky with some emotion.

"We won! We actually won a battle!" Assistant Okita was still excited.

"Yes, but the position of this publication department is difficult to shake."

"We can't rush this." Oda Shingo smiled.

Looking at the bright lights and nightlife on the streets, he found that he had actually integrated into Japanese society.

There is not much difficulty in adapting to life here, and for the sake of work and life goals, I devote myself to comics.

Yes, I'll focus on my comics career first, as for love...

Oda Shingo has noticed that Fujido Kaoru has been secretly looking at him tonight and blushing from time to time.

Oda Shingo felt that the woman would only slow down his painting speed, so he decided to pretend not to see her.

That’s right, who would want to fall in love when they’re already drawing comics?!
The night wind blew over Sankami Saburo, who was drunk and his tongue was a little stiff when he spoke: "Ah, let's wait for your assistant Namikaze Youzuru, he just went to the bathroom and hasn't come back yet?"

When Namikaze Yuzuru went to scout the enemy situation, she spoke in a low voice to discuss with Oda Shingo, and no one else knew what she was doing.

"I'm here." Namikaze Youhe suddenly spoke.

Everyone then realized that she had returned and was standing next to them.

Oda Shingo was used to it and laughed immediately.

Because he saw that Saburo Mikami and Assistant Okita were not used to it, and they were so scared that they jumped a little on the spot and made a slight "wow" sound from their mouths.

The business car arrived. When Sankami Saburo and Okita got in the car drunkenly, Oda Shingo took the time to ask Namikaze Yukaku: "Thank you for your hard work. How is it going?"

"I don't have any special tricks. We just agreed not to give you a chance to publish this magazine or the single volume."

"Is that all you can do?" Oda Nobuo snorted and got into the car.

In the car, Okita opened his notebook and shouted happily, "170,000 favorites, and over 7,000 subscriptions!"

The driver, a young man from the web department, immediately raised his fist and said, "Hey—hey—ah—!"

He stepped on the accelerator and stepped out.

"Focus on driving!" Saburo Mikami slapped him.

The business car first took Fujido Kaoru to the dojo.

"Goodbye, Mr. Oda!" Fujido Kaoru pulled his arm out from a pile of packing bags and waved happily, "It's a pity it's too late, otherwise I would take you to meet my dad."

"Some other day." Oda Shingo smiled.

What a big dojo, Oda Shingo muttered in his heart. It took a while for the car to go around. No wonder this girl doesn't care whether she is paid or not. She is a landlady with a big family. No, she is the daughter of a landlord. When the car drove to the alley, the young man driving suddenly screamed: "There is a robber behind the car!"

Everyone turned around and looked back.

Under the dim street lights, a burly man was seen howling and rushing towards the commercial vehicle, seemingly holding two bricks in his hands.

The momentum was so ferocious, like a giant bear that could overturn a car!

"Drive quickly!" Saburo Mikami yelled.

This is definitely a criminal, okay?!
"Wow!" The young man stepped on the accelerator hard and the car rushed out with a roar.

"Ah! Is Fujido Kaoru safe?" Oda Shingo suddenly thought of something and quickly called Fujido Kaoru.

The call was quickly connected: "What the hell? What's wrong with Teacher Oda? I was just about to take a shower. Fortunately, you are not making a video call, otherwise you would be considered harassing a female high school student..."

Everyone in the car was sweating.

"Did you get home safely?"

"of course."

"Oh, that's nothing then. Thank you for your hard work today." Oda Shingo hung up the phone.

The young man driving the car shouted, "It seems that the robber just now got rid of him!"

Oda Shingo tilted his head, feeling something was wrong. The figure seemed familiar, but it was hard to see clearly under the streetlight.

Next is the school gate of Namikaze Yukaku.

"Oda-kun, this is also your alma mater." Namikaze Yuzuru said when he got off the car.

Oda Shingo leaned over from his seat near the door and said, "I'm going to come back soon to take extra classes, and it's time to improve my painting skills."

"Ah, then..." Namikaze Youhe stood beside the car with a worried look on his face.

Oda Shingo reached out and patted her head gently: "What are you thinking about? No matter how good my drawing skills are, I still need an assistant like you. Unless you want to go solo and become a personal cartoonist, do you have such ambition?"

Namikaze Youzuru shook his head desperately, his eyes very serious: "No, no, I want to be Oda-kun's assistant forever!"

"Oh——" Assistant Okita cheered from behind.

"Cough cough cough, we are all here." Saburo Mikami coughed.

Namikaze Youhe's face suddenly turned red, he turned around and ran away with the packing bag.

“Hey, Mr. Oda is awesome, he got it!” The young colleague who was driving raised his arms: “Hey—hey—ah———!”

San Shang Saburo slapped him and said, "Hey you! Focus on driving!"

The business car drove to the shabby apartment next to the tram tracks.

Mikami Saburo got off the car and shook hands with Oda Shingo to say goodbye: "Oda-kun, I have a lot to say, but... anyway, thank you very much!"

Assistant Okita also got out of the car, and even the driver took the initiative to get out of the driver's seat and stood behind the minister.

"Next, One Punch Man will achieve even greater success, and I will also improve my drawing skills and start a new and better comic!"

"I believe in you. The web department will fully support you! We will achieve better results!"

Sankami Saburo looked determined and raised his fist: "Hey - hey - ah ...

Assistant Okita also shouted along: "Hey-hey-ah-ah!"

The young man driving the car raised his fist but didn't dare to shout...

Mikami Saburo slapped him again: "Idiot! You need to shout now!"

Then it was Sunday, and Oda Shingo continued to draw comics as usual.

Namikaze Yuzuru and Fujido Kaoru continued to provide stable assistance.

"By the way, after I sent you back to the scene, someone started chasing the car." When Oda Shingo told Fujido Kaoru about a burly man who robbed a car in the middle of the night.

"...Pfft——Hahaha!" Fujido Kaoru was stunned for a moment, then pounded the table with laughter.

Oda Shingo: “?”

(End of this chapter)