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

Chapter 115 The trial version of the single volume is released!

Early in the morning, at ten o'clock in the morning, when Oda Shingo was still in bed.

[Are you free tomorrow afternoon at 2:00? There is a house for rent, if you are interested, you can come and take a look.] The landlady’s line message came.

“……”Oda Shingo lay on the bed, tilted his head and thought about it.

He had to admit that he had no intention of changing houses. If he was willing to go, it could only be because of the invitation of the landlady.

At least the tent on the quilt showed that. He recalled the feeling of holding the landlady under him in the cinema.

Fortunately, it doesn’t hurt anymore.

However...a woman will only affect the speed of my painting brush, and my career has just started, why should I be greedy for accommodation and office conditions?

He calculated that based on 5000 orders, without taking into account the commission from single volumes, he would not have much left over from his comics royalties.

"The labor cost is too high." Oda Shingo sighed. Anyway, the two girls haven't come yet.

Expenses are a problem because I have two assistants.

The most expensive thing in the manga studio market is labor costs. Any skilled manga assistant costs 10,000 yen.

Oda Shingo knew that considering Namikaze Yukaku's level, ten thousand yen a day was really not expensive.

And this girl is really serious about painting. If I hadn't urged her to do so, she would probably have been working overtime and staying up late every day.

Although Fujido Xiangcheng is a novice, she has made rapid progress and is now fully capable of using it.

The control of public opinion on the forum has been very methodical in recent days, which makes Oda Shingo very satisfied. At least he doesn't have to worry about managing the forum.

"At least they are pleasing to the eye." Oda Shingo thought.

One has lofty aspirations, and the other has a global vision. It's really good.

"Easy to the eyes?" Namikaze Youhe's voice suddenly sounded.

Oh my god! Oda Shingo jumped up from the bed.

"When did you come?" Oda Shingo widened his eyes and wrapped the quilt tightly with his hands.

Only then did he realize that Namikaze Youhe was already sitting at the table.

By the way, I gave the two girls the keys, so they can come in without any obstruction.

"Today is Saturday, I came earlier than usual." Namikaze Youhe said naturally, "I opened the door and saw that you were still sleeping, so I started working first."

Namikaze Youhe also pointed to the take-away box on the utility table.

This was the rice ball for breakfast that she brought from the school cafeteria.

“……”Oda Shingo began to think that maybe he really needed to move to another house.

There is no privacy even when sleeping, and Namikaze Youhe is the kind of creature that seems to be non-existent once it stops moving.

Fortunately, I didn't play chess, run a horse, or fire a cannon, otherwise I would have died on the spot...

"Did I talk in my sleep?" Oda Shingo awkwardly grabbed his pants and put them on under the quilt.

Namikaze Yuzuru very naturally went to the corner of the room to organize the manuscripts, giving Oda Shingo time and opportunity to put on his clothes.

Wait, Namikaze Yuzuru, why are you so natural? And I have to start washing up like a girl whose sleeping posture has been peeped at, restrained?

Oda Shingo thought sadly.

But seeing that Bofeng Youhe was calm and everything seemed normal, he was too embarrassed to ask.

In the evening, when Fujido Kaoru started cooking, Oda Shingo once again confirmed the necessity of moving.

"Cough cough cough, Fujido, what are you doing? It's so choking." Oda Shingo stopped writing and looked at the circle of smoke that was beginning to spread around them.

Is this a fire drill?

"Sorry, I'm making Genghis Khan barbecue!" Fujido Kaoru explained. Oda Shingo's food allowance is very good now, and she can eat a lot of meat. She was also coughing softly.

This made Oda Shingo feel embarrassed. The house was too small and there was no range hood. As a result, the girl could only fry the barbecue on an induction cooker. However, Genghis Khan barbecue, which requires heavy oil and heavy fire, turned the shabby little apartment into a fire drill scene.

However, Genghis Khan barbecue is actually a popular barbecue method in Japan, and Oda Shingo is dissatisfied. How can our popular Chinese barbecue be inferior to that of a small country?

He considered finding an opportunity to use roadside stall techniques such as Zibo barbecue to easily beat Japanese barbecue.

The next afternoon, Oda Nobuo went to the place designated by Yukino Mikio as promised.

"Mrs. Yukino, thank you for your concern." Oda Shingo expressed his gratitude as soon as they met.

She is a wealthy woman, and the fact that she comes here for a tenant like you shows that she cares about you.

Yukino smiled: "I just don't want the house resources to be vacant."

Today, Mrs. Yukino is wearing a dark blue kimono, looking dignified and elegant, and still as bright and charming as ever.

This is an old small building with two simple floors, a bit similar to Nobita's house in Dora's Dream.

On the first floor, after entering the entrance hall, there is a large living room and bedroom. The partition in the middle is flexible and can be removed to become a large workshop.

There is a dining room and utility room on the side, which is perfect for a studio atmosphere and storage of work equipment.

While checking the living room, Mrs. Yukino Shindong suddenly pointed at the table and said, "Oh, look what that is?"

A packaged book, wrapped in gift paper and carefully tied with a red ribbon.

"This, this is..." Oda Shingo suddenly felt a little excited and glanced at Yukino Shinto.

The smile on Mrs. Yukino's face was as gentle as the spring breeze.

Shingo Oda carefully untied the cable tie, opened the gift-level packaging, and then saw the covers of Saitama, Tornado, and Fubuki.

Single volume!
This is a sample of the completed first draft of the book!

Oda Shingo's heart was pounding. He picked it up with both hands excitedly and put it to his nose to smell it gently.

It has a light scent of paper and ink, and a special cold aroma lingers on it.

"Well, just look at it, why are you smelling it?" Mrs. Yukino scolded, her ears reddening a little. It was as if she had put it on her chest before, but now she was embarrassed to be sniffed.

Oda Nobuo didn't bother to pay attention to Mrs. Yukino's reaction. He quickly and carefully opened the book and gently flipped through the contents.

The plate making is exquisite, the printing is clear, the paper is luxurious, the offset printing is sophisticated, and the quality of the single volume is impeccable!
Oda Shingo was very excited. This was the first time he had achieved physical printing results after all his hard work since his soul traveled through time.

"Thank you so much! Mrs. Yukino!"

"Nothing, the trial version just happened to come out this morning. I thought you might be interested, so I rushed it over to you."

"Can I keep it?"

"Of course. Are you satisfied with this prototype?"

"Satisfied! Very satisfied!" Oda Nobuo was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.

He carefully put away the trial copy of the book and continued to look at houses with Mrs. Yukino.

When going upstairs, Mrs. Yukino walked in front, and Oda Shingo's eyes moved up involuntarily...

Round and full...Oda Nobuo hunched over and went up to the second floor.

There are four bedrooms on the second floor, with a shared laundry room, shower room and toilet.

The more Shingo Oda looked at it, the more he felt that this house was very suitable as a comics studio.

It’s just that four bedrooms on the second floor are a bit too many.

It would be perfect if Mrs. Yukino could live here...

(End of this chapter)