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

Chapter 70 Whoever brings you comic tools is a puppy from Akita Prefecture!
After the doctor explained the condition, Oda Shingo completely understood.

So it was a blessing in disguise for me in some way? The exploding Coke can blew up my thigh and cut a little skin?

So you got the chance for a free minor surgery?
However, after Oda Shingo knew that he was not seriously ill, he thanked everyone for their concern and began to concentrate on his career again.

He looked at Saburo Mikami and said, "Minister Mikami, now that you are here, it's a good opportunity for us to talk about the comic serialization."

San Shang Saburo pushed up his glasses and said, "Put aside the comics for now and rest assured. Anyway, the amount of uploads you have made is enough to support you for more than half a month."

Oda Nobuo thought to himself that at least in terms of attitude, Mikami Saburo was quite considerate.

But looking at his tired state and bloodshot eyes, you can tell that he has been under a lot of pressure.

"No, I am lying in bed, and it won't affect my fight with Gouda Takeshi." Oda Shingo said confidently, "And let's spread the news that I am in the hospital, and make sure they know it."

"Oh! I know!" Fujido Kaoru clapped his hands, "Romance of the Three Kingdoms! Zhou Yu lied to Cao Ren by pretending to be dead!"

"You're the one who's going to make a fuss!" Oda Shingo raised his index finger and knocked her on the head, "You're such a jinx, I'll deduct your salary!"

"When will you pay the full salary?" Fujido Kaoru complained and walked aside.

Oda Shingo thanked the people around the bed: "Thank you all for coming here for such a small matter."

Saburo Mikami and others were naturally polite, and the people in the cinema also came to apologize.

"As long as you can afford the expenses, I won't ask for any compensation for mental damage." Oda Shingo was very nice to the cinema.

The two cinema managers were moved to tears of gratitude.

When have you ever seen such a reasonable victim? !

Then someone from the hospital's top management came to take a look. It was obvious that the landlord's wife had great connections, and she could have been taken seriously by such a famous hospital.

"If you have a broken meridian, you must rest for seven days. If you have undergone a circumcision, you must rest for three days. Based on the overall assessment, you must not walk for three days."

This is the medical advice from a female doctor who speaks with a Kansai accent.

Then, everyone was kicked out.

"Let the patient rest! Although he is strong, he needs to rest after losing blood!"

Saburo Mikami, the cinema and other people also politely said their goodbyes.

Namikaze Youhe looked back every few steps, but Fujido Xiangcheng said generously that they would see each other tomorrow.

"You all go home, we'll take a rest today. But remember to bring the comic drawing supplies tomorrow!" Oda Shingo reminded loudly.

Bofeng Youhe just looked at him and said nothing.

Fujido Kajuu flatly refused: "Teacher Oda, just take a rest! Don't flirt with the female nurses at night. After all, you are a cartoonist, so don't get involved in any scandals."

The two women also left.

Japan and China have different customs in this regard. There is basically no tradition of accompanying patients at night during hospitalization. Most people just come to express their condolences and chat.

Oda Shingo also felt that this was the way it should be, and the care in the hospital ward was quite good.

It's just quite embarrassing when changing the dressing and gauze...

In the evening, when changing the gauze, he deliberately asked: "Miss nurse, which floor are we on?"

"The twelfth floor." The young female nurse deftly changed the blood-stained gauze for him, and then reminded him of some precautions.

When changing the gauze, Oda Shingo felt very embarrassed.

The young female nurse looked calm, as if she was making sausage.

Oda Nobuo suddenly looked out the window.

But nothing was found.

But he felt that there was something outside the window just now.

"Can I have some anesthetic? It's starting to hurt." Oda Nobuo grinned.

Soon the nurse gave the doctor some painkillers.

Oda Shingo took the medicine and looked towards the window again.

It’s an illusion, or maybe it’s an illusion… After all, this is the twelfth floor and Namikaze Youhe can’t come up.

He took the medicine and started thinking about work again.

Then gradually fell asleep.

Outside the window, Bofeng Youhe, who was hanging upside down like a spider, quietly reeled in her silk thread.

After standing firmly on the roof, she touched her burning face.

It turns out that I drew it wrong at the beginning... Never mind, let's not think about all this. I should just draw the comics with Oda-kun and not do my own part.

At this moment, her phone vibrated slightly. When she took it out to check, it turned out to be a Line message from Oda Shingo.

[Namikaze-kun, I know you are the most reasonable person. Please bring me the comic tools tomorrow.]
Namikaze Youhe moved his fingers, typed [No], hesitated for a moment, and deleted it.

She put her hands behind her back and walked slowly from the rooftop to the stairs, then took out her phone again and typed: [Okay, but it will be tomorrow evening.]
[Thanks] Oda Shingo replied quickly, and attached a popular icon of "I love you" at the end.

Looking at the small red icon, Namikaze Youhe skipped down the stairs.

The phone vibrated again.

Oda token retracted that statement.

The two words [Thanks] were sent again, but there was no icon behind them.

Namikaze Youhe was stunned for a moment, making sure that he was not seeing things.

"Humph! Whoever brings you comic tools is a puppy from Akita Prefecture!"

Namikaze Youhe pouted and hurried downstairs.

It was already evening, and Namikaze Yuzuru did not return to his residence, but went to Oda Shingo's shabby apartment.

"Huh?" When she reached the door, she noticed that there was a light in the room.

She opened the door and saw Toudou Kaoru already sitting at the table working: "Didn't Oda-kun tell you to go home?"

"As an assistant, I must stick to my post even more when the cartoonist is not around!" Fujido Kaoru pointed at the computer screen, "The enemy has already attacked. I need to mobilize the internet trolls to continue hyping up the traffic."

"What's the enemy situation like?" Namikaze Youhe came over to take a look.

"Goda Takeshi's offensive is very fierce. They invited many cartoonists to release the news together, which attracted many readers to make reservations." Fujido Kaoru frowned her beautiful crescent eyebrows, "And just a few minutes ago they just announced that it will be published in advance!"

"... Taking advantage of others' misfortune?!" Namikaze Youhe frowned.

"Yes! These shameless guys!" Fujido Kaoru clenched his fists. "The news of the incident at the cinema has become a hot topic. It brought us some traffic, and Gouda Takeshi and the others also knew about it."

"It's better not to let Oda-kun know about this for the time being." Namikaze Youhe thought for a moment and reminded: "You didn't tell him, did you?"

"No. We need to let Oda-sensei rest."

Namikaze Youzuru gently patted Fujidou Kaoru's shoulder: "Well done, what do you want to eat?"

"Hey?"

"Dinner, haven't you eaten yet? I'll cook tonight." Namikaze Youhe took the initiative to go to the induction cooker.

"Hmm? Shouldn't I be the one to cook?"

"You came here earlier than me, so it's normal for me to cook." Namikaze Yuzuru made dinner for Fujido Kaoru.

After the meal, Fujido Kao was hesitant and seemed like something was wrong.

Namikaze Youhe didn't notice it.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll stop here today and go home first." When it was time to go home, Fujido Kaoru stood up and said, "By the way, this thing was found by my father. It seems that Mr. Oda took the wrong bag. The things in it should be for you."

She took out a squashed handbag containing soft slippers from her bulging carry-on bag.

"After eating the dinner you made, I can't owe you anything anymore."

It was not until Fujido Kaoru left and closed the door that Namikaze Yukaku reacted.

"Ah! Could it be..." Looking at the handbag on the table, she suddenly remembered that Oda Shingo had given her a similar one before.

When I opened it, I saw a pair of soft white slippers.

"This, this is..."

Namikaze Youhe took the shoes in his hand and looked at them carefully.

The outer edge of the shoe is embroidered with a flying crane.

[Specially customized, if you like it, you can like it.]
[I found a handmade workshop to make it. Would you like to try it on?]
The words that Oda Nobuo said at that time are still echoing in my ears.

What he asked me to wear at that time was not the sexy clothes that I took by mistake, but this pair of slippers?!
Namikaze Youhe pursed his lips and sat at the table for a long time.

It's sunny.

After cleaning up, Namikaze Yuzuru hesitated for a moment before leaving, and packed Oda Shingo's painting tools and manuscript paper into a bag.

But she suddenly remembered what she had said not long ago:

[Humph! Whoever brings you comic tools is a puppy from Akita Prefecture!]
"..."

She still picked up the tool bag and turned off the light.

Before closing the door and leaving, Namikaze Youhe looked into the dark room:
"Wang Wang!"

(End of this chapter)