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

Chapter 142 Alien comics, can you play it like this? !
One o'clock in the morning is still an exciting time for many people in contemporary Japanese customs.

"Oh! The second episode of Parasyte has been released, let's go check it out!"

An update notification popped up on the web site, and Niwa Sho immediately clicked on it to jump.

Sho Niwa was originally a fan of Takeshi Gouda, but after reading the serialization of "One Punch Man", he became a die-hard fan of Shingo Oda.

He read the latest "Parasyte" comic online as soon as it was released, voted and rewarded it a lot, and shared it on various anime forums he was familiar with.

"According to custom, the second chapter should be a relatively bland transition chapter, right?" Niwa Sho speculated based on the comic habits of Gouda Takeshi, whom he was most familiar with.

In many traditional comics or isekai harem comics, the second chapter is the framework for building the world view, and the plot intensity is indeed a bit slower.

Although he knew the plot might not be exciting, Niwa Sho still started watching it.

However, at the start of reading, there is a page prompt that passes by:

[More than 1000 comments are coming! ]
Huh? It was just updated not long ago? So many people are waiting for it?
He took a glimpse of it the moment he closed the barrage.

[Oh my Amaterasu! Oda-sensei’s storyline is so unpredictable!]
[It’s so good! Please update the next chapter quickly!]
[Dog! Dog! Dog!]
"?" A question mark appeared on Niwa Sho's forehead, but as a veteran comic book fan, he naturally knew the principle of turning off the barrage to ensure safety.

Those guys who post comments are sometimes high-level black people. Not only will they mislead people, they will also spoil the plot, and even deliberately spread rumors about the author. Don't believe them easily.

Niwa Sho recalled that many comics were obviously normal, but they were blinded by people's comments that they were full of pornographic, pornographic, and bitchy content, which led to him being deceived and missing out on some good works.

At the beginning of the second episode, [Xiaoyou], who parasitized the protagonist Shinichi, showed a strong desire to learn and curiosity. This caused Shinichi to have many embarrassing things in his daily life, and even social death.

"Sure enough, the second episode is a smooth transition chapter. It uses everyday atmosphere to build the framework of the entire story." With his unprofessional experience, Niwa Sho looked at the second episode of Parasyte indifferently.

However, the atmosphere seemed to be changing gradually.

A drunk found the gnawed body parts in an alley.

An old woman discovered that the torn remains of a human body were hung on the clothesline of her next-door neighbor.

Shinichi walks down the street and Righty also issues a warning.

[Shinichi, there are similar people!]
What they saw was a dog with its mouth split open to the middle of its head!

"Dog! It's really a dog!" Niwa Sho was surprised.

He felt goose bumps on his arms, it was the excitement of discovering an alien species!
It turns out that parasitic beasts can be played like this? !

The first monster the protagonist meets is actually a parasitic dog? !
Also, dog eating dog?!

Isn't it cannibalism? Niwa Xiang felt that there seemed to be something in it.

[Are you dissatisfied with the body I am parasitizing?] The parasitic dog was very unfriendly to Xiaoyou.

There was almost no extra communication between the two sides, and Xiaoyou immediately dragged Shinichi away!

[Run away! The other party is murderous!]
The dog stood there with its head split in two.

This is a battle mode that is meant to kill people! Niwa Sho quickly deduced this based on the last episode that had left a deep impression on him.

His eyes widened, his gaze fixed on the screen, where a parasitic dog with a cracked head and eyeballs sticking out was seen.

Niwa Sho's hand trembled as he clicked the mouse.

He felt himself running cold.

It's a thrill!
Mr. Shingo Oda’s comics about alien species are really fun!
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On the other side, there is the two-story building where Oda Shingo’s studio is located.

The dark back of the building.

The two women packed up and returned, ready to move in for free.

"Oh, what a coincidence, you're back too." Fujido Kaoru greeted.

Namikaze Youhe's expression did not change, as if he had already guessed it: "It seems we have the same idea."

They all went back to get their things and came back, and they were all planning not to tell Oda Shingo.

The two women walked to the back of the two-story building in tacit understanding.

"When I was cleaning, I left a window open so that you can enter the building from there. How about it, smart, right?" Fujido Kaoru said proudly.

"Yeah, not bad." Namikaze Yuzuru nodded. However, Namikaze Yuzuru did not tell her about her advance preparations: she was responsible for cleaning Oda Shingo's room, and she had left a small back door at the window so that she could sneak in at any time.

Compared to Fujido Kaoru who left a back door for the guest bedroom, Namikaze Yukaku's was clean and neat, which was equivalent to stealing directly from the old house.

The two of them cooperated with each other tacitly and went upstairs through the fire escape behind the house.

Most people can't really climb up, but it's not difficult for the two of them at all. It's even easier if they help each other.

"Don't make any noise, I'll go in first and open the door of another room for you." Fujido Kaoru opened the window, went in quietly with the suitcase, and said to Namikaze Yukaku very enthusiastically.

Namikaze Youhe was leaning on the flower railing outside the window, with most of his body hanging in the air, and he did not make any comment.

"This will be my room from now on." After entering the room, Fujido Kaoru put away her suitcase and turned around with satisfaction.

Then she gently opened the door, but did not go to the next room. Instead, she tiptoed to the stairs at the end of the corridor on the second floor and quietly looked at Oda Shingo in the studio in the living room downstairs.

Seeing that he was still painting at his desk, she smiled with her hands covering her mouth, then turned back to the corridor to do some calculations.

"The one just upstairs is mine, the middle one is the master bedroom, so of the two extra rooms, give the one farthest from Oda-sensei to her."

She carefully walked to the other side of Oda Shingo's bedroom and entered through a door.

After Fujido Kaoru entered the house, she quickly walked to the window, opened it and looked out, but saw nothing.

"What about people?"

Soon she noticed that the window of another guest bedroom next to the master bedroom, Oda Shingo's room, was open. It was the one she had skipped.

"Hmph, if you could get in by yourself, you should have said so earlier." Fujido Kaoru knew that her little plan had failed.

The two of them rested quietly upstairs.

Oda Shingo was still working downstairs.

The progress was encouraging and he felt that he was drawing very quickly.

It was not until one o'clock in the morning that he went back to his room to sleep.

“…” He stood at the door of his bedroom, holding the door handle, feeling that something was wrong.

But he couldn't explain it, so he suddenly opened the door, but didn't see anything unusual.

"Maybe I shouldn't stay up late. I'm already having a wrong intuition." Oda Shingo reminded himself.

He went to the bathroom on the second floor and started washing up.

"What a quiet night. Girls, don't stay here. There is only one bathroom on the second floor. It would be very embarrassing if you bump into someone else when going to the toilet or go through the wrong door when returning to your room." Oda Shingo stretched and went back to his room to sleep.

In the middle of the night, someone opened the door.

He staggered over to his bed and lay down beside him.

He also pulled the quilt.

A faint, familiar fragrance wafted into my nose.

This dream seemed somewhat real. Oda Shingo turned over and continued to sleep.

It seemed like someone else came in and took something away from the bed.

Then the door closed again.

Outside the door, Namikaze Youhe's voice could be heard faintly: "Don't go into the wrong room when you go to the bathroom in the middle of the night!"

"Alas--"

Oda Shingo was very tired during the day and felt groggy and had chaotic dreams.

Both girls have gone back, so they can’t be here.

Night returns to silence.

(End of this chapter)