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

Chapter 133 My Oda Shingo This and That...

When Mrs. Yukino Mifuyu came, Namikaze Yuzuru went to open the door.

"Welcome, Mrs. Yukino. I hope you can forgive my humble home for being so simple." Namikaze Yukaku spoke in the tone of a housewife.

Yukino Mifuyu didn't mind, but was a little surprised that Oda Shingo didn't answer it.

"Be gentle, or it will be pulled out!" Oda Nobuo's voice came from the living room.

Of course, the living room of this small building on the second floor is the comics studio.

"Oh, I noticed a long time ago that your head is quite big, but why does it feel weird to the touch?" said Fujido Kaoru.

An indescribable picture popped up in Mrs. Yukino's mind, but there was no expression on her face.

When she changed her shoes and walked in, she saw Fujido Kaoru holding Oda Shingo's head with both hands and looking at him constantly, as if she was studying some incredible existence.

Fujido Kaoru looked like he was studying something rare: "It's strange, your brain looks ordinary, how can you come up with such a different idea for a comic?"

"It was just a sudden idea, what's wrong?" Oda Shingo explained.

The two girls just insisted on reading Parasyte first, and after they got it, they were stunned. They really haven't seen such a comic book in a long time, with a combination of alien crisis and bloody and violent opening, which caught the readers' attention.

So they grabbed Oda Shingo's head and jokingly wanted to study it.

As for the rubbing of Oda Shingo's head against Fujido Kaoru's chest, Mrs. Yukino saw it clearly.

Of course, whether this was a deliberate act of Fujido Kaoru is a matter of opinion.

"Oh, my excuse me, Mrs. Yukino." Oda Nobuo quickly stood up.

Crack! The neck made a crisp sound.

"Ah! Is it okay?" Fujido Kacheng quickly let go.

"I'm lucky to be alive..." Oda Nobuo thought to himself that although the head felt soft just now, he felt like he was gambling with his life.

He tried to move his body and felt that his neck muscles were a little strained.

Mrs. Yukino smiled and teased, "Could it be that your female assistant wants your head?"

"No, no, I just showed them the draft of the new comic, and they wanted to study my brain." Oda Shingo explained and quickly asked Mrs. Yukino to sit down.

Although the studio was converted from a living room, there were no sofas left as guest furniture. Instead, it was filled with various comic-related items such as papers, books, tools and equipment.

Mrs. Yukino didn't mind. She smoothed her kimono and sat down.

It was a pity that he could not see the side and back this time, and Oda Shingo felt regretful. He still remembered the landlady's godly look when he was in the hospital.

"New comic? Was it Mr. Oda who mentioned it in the author column?" asked Mrs. Yukino.

At this time, Fujido Kacheng had already gone to pour tea.

Namikaze Yuzuru stood behind Oda Shingo very naturally and stretched out her hand to gently pinch his neck.

Oda Shingo didn't even want to talk anymore.

It was very comfortable. The soft and delicate little hands gently stroked my neck, and sometimes pinched it hard, which really felt good for my neck that had just been strained.

It would definitely be more comfortable if these hands were used to touch other places instead of the neck, right?

Hey? How could I be attracted by women? And in front of Mrs. Yukino? Oda Shingo suddenly straightened his mind and said seriously, "Yes, I have made a draft. If Mrs. Yukino is free, can you help me check it?"

"I'd love to. But we have business to do. I came here because the peripheral samples have been released." Mrs. Yukino took out two things from her old-style small bag.

Three scenic-grade miniature figures.

A bald caped knight, of course, is Saitama; a fierce curly-haired lolita in a tight cheongsam, like she is not wearing any bottoms, is the trembling tornado; a queen-level beauty in a tight cheongsam with long legs, is the hell of blowing snow. Mrs. Yukino seemed to intentionally place the two girls' exquisite figurines on both sides of Saitama, and then looked at Oda Shingo mischievously.

"Ah, they are actually planning to release peripheral products?" Oda Shingo pretended not to notice the landlady's teasing and quickly picked it up to look at it.

"It's very carefully done." Even Namikaze Youhe couldn't help it, so he stopped and picked up Fubuki to observe.

After all, she felt that Fubuki was largely inspired by her figure. Er, that was wrong. A large part of it was inspired by herself, and a large part was inspired by Fujido Kaoru.

"It's just a Jingpin grade, but I think the workmanship is pretty good." Mrs. Yukino's words carried a hint of pride.

After all, the peripheral products were ordered by the wealthy woman behind the scenes, so even if they were premium-quality small figures, the subordinates at Springfield Books had high standards and strict requirements.

At this time, Fujido Kaoru came over with tea.

She leaned down deeply in front of Mrs. Yukino and placed the teacup on the tea table: "Please have some tea."

The deep V-neck allowed Mrs. Yukino to see Oda Shingo's feet through it...

"Mr. Oda is living a good life now. He even has tea to serve guests. And the one who serves the tea is a beautiful girl. It really makes people look at him with new eyes after three days." Mrs. Yukino smiled.

"Oh, I feel a little embarrassed when people call me a beautiful girl." Fujido Kaoru looked very happy, but it was as fake as it could be.

Oda Shingo was a little embarrassed. He had just noticed that when Fujido Kaoru leaned forward, her waist was exposed.

A bit of a tribute.

It seemed like my gaze stayed on it for a second or two. Mrs. Yukino didn't notice, right?
Feeling guilty, he quickly pretended to continue looking at the figures.

Fujido Kaoru, however, said to Mrs. Yukino in a coquettish manner: "Our teacher Oda is good at saving money. He usually refuses to turn on the air conditioner. It's so hot in this weather, so he forces people to wear very cool clothes. I don't know if this guy does it on purpose."

She grabbed her clothes and shook them as if to get some fresh air.

Very dazzling.

"Ahem..." Oda Shingo glared at her, quickly changed the subject, and started talking about their opinions on surrounding areas and authorized profit distribution.

The two sides exchanged some opinions, and then Oda Shingo made some concessions on the peripheral transfer rights.

"Mr. Oda is indeed a straightforward man, no wonder he is so popular with girls." Mrs. Yukino smiled.

"Madam, you are joking." However, Oda Shingo felt that they were all Yamato Nadeshiko-style sample smiles, which were not as good as the smiles when talking about movies in the cinema.

Mrs. Yukino quickly asked, "Where is the new comic you mentioned? I want to see how far you can draw it to be considered a Showa-style comic with both substance and marketability."

Oda Shingo took out the draft of "Parasyte".

"It really fits the Showa style." Mrs. Yukino was very moved as soon as she got it.

Fujido Kaoru rolled her eyes and pretended to be surprised and asked, "Madam, you have read a lot of Showa comics?"

Mrs. Yukino glanced at her and said calmly, "I also dabbled in paintings from the Taisho era. But at that time they were not comics, but just single paintings."

Fujido Kacheng immediately said: "Wow, as expected... woo..."

Oda Shingo put his hand over her mouth.

She wanted to say that she is indeed an experienced older sister...

Fujido Kacheng pushed his hand away: "Don't touch me when we are outsiders."

“……”Oda Shingo rolled his eyes.

Mrs. Yukino ignored this little thing and started reading "Parasyte" seriously.

(End of this chapter)