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

Chapter 21 I have few friends
"Dad————!" Fujido Kaoru's roar almost blew off the ceiling of the boxing gym.

The head of Fujido tried to slip away along the wall.

"How dare you upload my photo without my permission!" Fujido Kaoru rushed over with his fist raised.

There was a burst of punches.

The Todou head resisted awkwardly, and found the time to shout: "Kao Cheng, you can definitely inherit the Todou-ryu dojo!"

"No way! I just want to be an ordinary girl who eats melons! How can marriage be more important than eating melons?!"

"After marriage, your belly can be as big as a watermelon!"

"That's not marriage, that's called pregnancy!"

"How can you get pregnant without getting married?"

"Stop lying to me! Do you think I'm still eight years old?"

The father and daughter bickered constantly.

It was the father who, after being beaten black and blue, whined and reminded him: "If you don't want to, just delete the post!"

"Oh, that's right! Delete it quickly!" Fujido Kaoru finally reacted and hurried back to the notebook to start operating.

Then she saw the horror of Japanese comics website design.

The functions that should be there are missing, or there is no response when you click on it...

This is a major feature of the Japanese physical book website.

"Can't delete it?!" Fujido Kaoru tried many methods, but couldn't delete the post that her father posted in her own identity.

The head of Fujitang was applying medicine on the wound while gesticulating: "What are you looking at? Click here, click here, click here."

"No, it doesn't work."

"How can you be so stupid, girl? Click there, click there."

The father and daughter struggled for half an hour but to no avail.

The post is getting more and more popular.

"How about this!" Fujitang stroked his beard, "Xiangcheng, post some more revealing photos, and then..."

"Photos that reveal a lot? And then?" Fujido Kaoru's face got a little hot.

"Then the account was blocked and the previous posts could no longer be seen!"

"..." Fujido Kaoru was speechless for a moment.

"Well, this is a good idea, right? Hahaha, oops! Why did you hit me, your dad, again? You unfilial daughter!"

After a long struggle, Fujido Kaoru contacted the staff of Qun Ying She, and the post was not deleted until nightfall.

But before the post was deleted, its popularity had reached 70,000.

That means at least tens of thousands of people were discussing it.

There were a few familiar IDs in particular, and Fujido Kaoru was particularly impressed, such as Seiya, Shiryu, Hyoga, Shun, and Ikki, and she jumped up and down to cheer.

[This martial arts uniform is also not transparent, so there is nothing to see.]
[You didn’t really see it clearly, did you? I agree. We need transparency! We need to learn the details of the changes in human muscles during extreme sports!]
[If the author updates ten times, will Orange Beauty be a maid?]
[Big! Really big! This fist is so big that it dazzles my eyes!]
[I didn’t expect that a girl who practices boxing would have such a broad mind. I thought she was extremely vicious. Orange beauties must have a good personality, right?]
Damn it! It’s all my dad’s fault!

Fujido Kasumi glared at her father, whose face was already bruised and swollen, fiercely again.

No, additional penalties must be imposed.

She decided not to talk to her dad all day tomorrow...

A simple apartment next to the tram tracks.

"That's quite interesting." Oda Shingo smiled and closed his Five Little Strong Forum accounts one by one.

The heat purpose has been achieved.

Many fans have come here and have become accustomed to joining this comic community.

Besides, what if the post was deleted?
I have saved the photo out of gentlemanly habit.

Oda Shingo looked at the photo of Fujido Kaoru again.

A sunny and energetic boxing girl, and a pretty girl with long black straight hair that is popular with the public...

“Well, he’ll hide in the dojo and cry if he’s bullied, right?” Oda Shingo casually set the photo as his desktop wallpaper, then stopped thinking about it and started concentrating on painting.

However, Namikaze Youhe was a little restless.

Since submitting her article yesterday, she has been unable to calm down.

Will there be any unexpected delivery?

Will it be rejected? Will the editor just throw it away without even reading it?

Oda Shingo also noticed something strange about Namikaze Yukaku.

The reason is simple: the previous Namikaze Youhe seemed to not exist.

Even when I saw her lying on the copy table, I still felt a sense of ethereal presence. The kind that would appear suddenly if I called her.

This is especially evident in the speed of production.

This problem occurred on the day of publication, and Oda Shingo comforted himself, but the next day, it still hadn't returned to normal.

Namikaze Yuzuru's absent-minded state seriously affected his work efficiency.

How could a workaholic tolerate this? After thinking about it, Oda Shingo said, "Namikaze-kun."

"Ah, hi! Teacher Oda!" Namikaze Yuzuru quickly stood up.

After a few days, she was very impressed with Oda Shingo's abilities, even to the point of worship.

The various storyboards and plot designs were so far superior to mine that they were even better than the comics I had read!

If she wanted to pick out something to compare it to, she felt that only a hit comic would have hope.

Therefore, Namikaze Yuzuru respects Mr. Oda very much, both mentally and physically...

Well, the latter means that you have to stand up straight when you reply, and bow when you respond.

"Namikaze-kun, you've been a little absent-minded since you submitted your manuscript yesterday. Are you still worried about the submission?"

"...Yes." Although Namikaze Youhe was a little embarrassed, he admitted it generously.

Oda Shingo thought for a moment, then stood up, walked to the door, opened it, took a deep breath as if to take a breath, and said, "We have been working for several days in a row, let's go out and relax."

"?" Namikaze Youhe followed out curiously.

It was already dark, but as the Japanese are used to nightlife, it wasn't considered too late.

However, after Namikaze Youhe followed him out, his heartbeat suddenly quickened.

Under the street light, walking slowly side by side with a man.

Is this like a date...

Namikaze Youzuru glanced at Oda Shingo's hand.

If we were on a date, according to the comics, we should be holding hands...

But when she thought of holding hands, her ears started to heat up.

This kind of thing is embarrassing to do!

But what if it was Oda-sensei who took the initiative to hold my hand...

Namikaze Youhe felt that more than just his ears were burning.

At this moment, the night is like water.

However, Oda Shingo had his hands in his pockets, walking on his own, even half a body length ahead of Namikaze Yukaku, and did not look like he was on a date at all.

The shadows of the two people were stretched very long by the street lights.

But there seemed to be some barrier between them, they kept their distance from each other and never touched each other.

Namikaze Youhe's mind became much clearer, and he felt that the night wind might have calmed him down a bit...

Oda Shingo took a few steps and suddenly looked back as if he had noticed something.

Miss, he lost his target.

Once Namikaze Youhe calms down, it will be very easy for him to enter the invisible state.

After making sure that Namikaze Yukaku was still there, Oda Shingo returned to his cool and casual walking style.

Tap, tap, the sound of his leather shoes sounded rhythmically.

As usual, Namikaze Youhe made no sound of footsteps.

"Namikaze-kun, I'm very honored to have you join the team." Oda Shingo's voice sounded like a male host on a midnight radio station.

"Ah..." Namikaze Youhe didn't understand what the team meant for a moment, but soon realized that it was referring to the comics production team.

Even if there are only two of us, we are still a team, right?

"I used to be alone and often in a daze. Because..." Oda Shingo sighed and said to Namikaze Yukaku seriously, "I don't have many friends."

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