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

Chapter 58 How can I bear this injustice? I just learned Bajiquan!

When Oda Nobuo said goodbye, he noticed that Assistant Reiko seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"I am very grateful for your care in the past. If you need me in the future, just let me know. I will do my best to help you, even if I am only a small help." He did not ask any more questions. After bowing to Lingzi, he opened the door and left.

In fact, with Oda Shingo's experience, if he used some of his old tricks in the animation industry for many years, the female assistant Reiko would not be able to hide the secret in front of him.

But that was something Oda Nobuo would not do.

It seems that Takeshi Gouda regards himself as an opponent. Why is that?
Oda Shingo tried to guess. At present, he was not even on the main issue of Jump, so how could he compete with himself who was serialized on the website?
If we don't compete with each other, how could I say something that would let me experience the power of the regular cartoonists?

"Forget it, let's not think about this for now." When I meet Saburo Mikami in the evening, I will naturally know what happened.

Minister Mikami hadn't replied to my text messages for a long time, and when he asked for a get-together, it must be that he had something important to discuss.

Japanese people are not used to discussing many things at work.

Especially when you want to express your true feelings, you must do it in an izakaya.

It was at an izakaya in Omoide Yokocho that Saburo Mikami made an appointment with Nobuo Oda.

"Omoide Yokocho, I've known about it for a long time. It's a food alley with a long history in Shinjuku, Tokyo." Oda Shingo sighed as he walked, thinking that he would have the opportunity to experience this place in person.

Wait, Omoide Yokocho is very close to Kabukicho, you can just walk there without taking the train.

According to some business entertainment habits, it is very easy to go that way...

Oda Shingo was thinking about something and passed by a nearby market.

"Excuse me, boss, have you finished the handicraft I asked you to do yesterday?" Oda Shingo came to an old handicraft workshop.

Handwork generally refers to embroidery and cutting handicrafts such as tailoring, but in many cases it can be extended to handicrafts such as clay figurines and puppets.

"You are here, young man." The old woman in an ancient kimono came over with a hunched back. "Your handicraft is ready."

At first glance, she looked like a traditional Japanese grandmother, with a short stature, steady steps, and a spotless coarse cloth kimono.

The old lady brought out a pair of white slippers.

"Mother-in-law, thank you for your hard work." Oda Shingo paid the money with satisfaction.

Only this kind of old house can have such traditional embroidery craftsmanship.

After picking up the pair of slippers he wanted, Oda Shingo prepared to return.

"Oda? Is that you? Oda Shingo!" When I reached the alley at the end of the street, a man's voice suddenly came from behind me.

Oda Shingo looked back and said, "Oh! Sato-kun!"

It turned out to be Ryota Sato, a college classmate to whom he had owed money before.

I went to the school to look for him just now, but since college students have irregular class schedules, he happened to be away. So, in front of his two roommates, I handed over the debt with interest to the tutor.

Because his predecessor kept dragging his feet on repaying the loan, even making up all kinds of excuses, and avoiding meeting after dropping out of school, the other party became angry and blocked him directly.

Oda Shingo suddenly noticed that the other person's expression was not right, and hurriedly shouted: "Listen to me..."

“Bastard——!” Sato Ryota rushed over and slammed Oda Shingo against the wall.

bang——

The old street wall made a loud bang. Oda Shingo's back hurt and the bag in his hand fell.

[Passive skill "A real man can do it for three minutes" activated! ]

[Three minutes after being beaten, the host mastered Bajiquan! ]

A system reminder suddenly sounded in Oda Shingo's mind. This was the treasure chest reward for Fujido Kaoru joining the team.

In an instant, Oda Nobuo suddenly felt a warm current rushing through his body, as if he was possessed by a strong force.

The joints of the body made almost inaudible crackling sounds.

He understood immediately that Bajiquan was a form of boxing that produced explosive power - although it was highly technical, it required a strict muscle base for generating the force - the system had endowed him with Bajiquan proficiency, so naturally changes had to be made to the strength of the body.

But wait, are you asking me to fight with my creditors? Oda Shingo felt guilty and quickly explained, but he didn't want to really fight.

"Ahem, I paid back the money!"

"You bastard! How dare you show up in front of me!" Sato Ryota grabbed Oda Shingo by the collar and yelled at him fiercely, spitting all over his face.

"Really? I just went to pay you back! You were not here, so I gave it to you..."

"Bullshit! I don't believe your nonsense!" Sato Ryota clenched his fists.

"Everything I said is true! If you don't believe me, you can call your roommate and ask! I just came back from there!" Oda Shingo did not struggle immediately, but tried to explain it in a very nice manner.

He thought that he had done too many evil things in his past life, so the other party's bad attitude was excusable.

"I believe you? It's better to believe that the monks in Koyasan are not lustful!" Sato Ryota widened his eyes, swung his fist and hit Oda Shingo in the face.

It was indeed a smash! In the words of a certain master, that fist as big as a casserole...

If it were someone else, they might really endure the punch, because the deadbeat was in the wrong in the first place!
Especially those cowardly protagonists who traveled from another world, ahem, the protagonist who only cares about flirting and not pushing, no no, it is the protagonist who is obviously very strong but has a useless personality, who will use all kinds of reasons to convince himself and even others, and take the initiative to take this punch.

Then, he explained the whole story with a sincere look on his face, and then tried to win the sympathy of the girls watching like a punching bag, sob, sob, sob——

But Oda Shingo is not that kind of person!

"Don't hit me in the face!" Oda Shingo suddenly raised his arm and blocked Sato Ryouta's fist.

"You dare to resist?!" Sato Ryota's eyes widened even more and he raised his right fist again.

Snapped.

This time, Oda Shingo was even more agile. He just pushed his elbow between Sato Ryouta's elbows, and the opponent's arm completely deviated from the direction. His punch was powerless and inaccurate.

Oda Shingo pulled himself away from the wall and looked at Sato Ryota with a calm expression: "What I said is true. I have repaid the debt. Call your tutor or classmates, or you can check my phone..."

He took out his phone and tried to prove it: "There are other classmates' online repayment records. They are not here and cannot repay in person. You..."

"You are such a con man, you are really serious about lying to me!" Sato Ryota rushed up and hit me again.

Oda Shingo curled his lips and stood still.

clap clap clap-

It’s not about playing poker, but about completely neutralizing the opponent’s attack with both hands.

Eh? Not bad. Oda Shingo thought to himself, this passive function of the system is just like I have practiced Bajiquan for more than ten years.

When facing an ordinary person who has no offensive skills, a person who is proficient in Bajiquan will naturally adopt a crushing defense.

Defending and explaining at the same time.

Passersby gradually began to gather around.

No one tried to stop the fight or point fingers; most just watched from afar, and the few who spoke did so in low whispers.

This made Oda Shingo very uncomfortable.

There was not even anyone to mediate the fight. How dare Japan call itself a country of etiquette? No wonder there is a saying that most Japanese people are warm on the surface but cold on the inside.

But Sato Ryota was obviously too anxious to listen to him and rushed towards him, howling: "You bastard!"

Oda Shingo was helpless. You still want to beat me up? Fine, fine, don't even think about it!
How could I bear this injustice? I just learned Bajiquan!

He used the techniques of top hug, single lift, and wrestling.

Paji——

Sato Ryota was lying face down on the ground.

Oda Shingo kneed him in the back of the scapula and caught him with his elbow.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Sato Ryota screamed.

"Can you listen to me now?" Oda Shingo repeated what he just said. "Do you understand?"

With the help of the system, Oda Shingo felt that he was incredibly powerful, and dealing with Sato was as easy as catching a chicken.

If someone can't understand what we say, we have to use physical methods to make him understand.

"I, I understand..." Sato Ryota finally behaved.

Only then did Oda Shingo let him go.

After he had made his point clear, he stood up and bowed to Sato Ryota who was still lying on the ground: "I owed you money for a long time and caused you all kinds of trouble. I am really sorry. I have paid off the debt and interest. I sincerely thank you for lending me the money before."

After he did all this, he helped Sato up.

Under the other party's astonished and frightened gaze, Oda Nobuo picked up the bag and left.

But before he walked out of the alley, a dark shadow as big as half a mountain blocked his view.

A burly middle-aged man with a bald head, a full beard, and wearing a white training suit from the dojo stood in front of Oda Nobuo.

"You kid, your Bajiquan is pretty good!" The rough voice was deafening.

(End of this chapter)