Tokyo 1970: I'll draw Doraemon?

This is an insurmountable gap.

"That's fine too," Fushimikawa replied dryly.

There seemed to be nothing more to say between the two. After exchanging a few pleasantries, Onishi Naoko went to chat with his friends.

The air was a bit stuffy. Fushimikawa stood up, walked out of the room, and went to the backyard where he had last met with Fujiwara Maki.

Nothing much has changed here, except that today's full moon isn't as bright as last year's.

“Sigh,” Fushimikawa sighed.

Chapter Ninety-Nine: Together for a Lifetime

Just as Fushimikawa was feeling melancholy, he heard footsteps behind him. He didn't turn around, but smiled and said, "I knew you would come."

Fujiwara Maki wasn't surprised, but asked, "Why didn't Ms. Asano come this time? Did something happen?"

Wherever the Fushimi River flows, you'll find Asano Megumi.

She always clung to Fushimi Kawa, and the two got along very well, like family.

So this time, Fujiwara Maki was somewhat surprised.

“She went to see a friend,” Fushimikawa turned around and looked at Fujiwara Maki’s face in the moonlight, and replied, “I don’t know why, but Megumi has been in a very bad mood lately. I think it’s a good thing that she went to see a friend.”

"Mmm." Fujiwara Maki nodded, pursing her lips. She stepped forward and stood beside Fushimi Kawa, looking up at the full moon in the sky. Fujiwara Maki sighed, "Even the moon changes, let alone people."

After she shifted her focus to the Future Club, she became somewhat unfamiliar with the Manga Research Club.

The place where I once struggled, the juniors and seniors I met, now have new people joining, and the relationships have become complicated.

This haven of tranquility, the environment where she could relax after a day of hard work, gradually lost its purpose.

Fushimikawa looked at her in surprise: "Do you still remember the moon from last year?"

“That night was very bright,” Fujiwara Maki tilted her head, her eyes narrowing. “I saw your surprised expression clearly when I kissed your cheek.”

She spoke so bluntly, her words almost provocative and sarcastic, that Fushimikawa licked his lips: "I can see your... rosy lips now, Maki."

He reached up to Fujiwara Maki's face, stroking her dimples, and as her body gradually stiffened, Fushimikawa said, "I won't misjudge the position. I'll be more careful this time."

Without being stopped, Fujiwara Maki blinked, her body gradually heating up. She tiptoed and moved forward to meet her.

This was a tender kiss.

Fujiwara Maki's hands involuntarily wrapped around Fushimikawa's back. Lost in the moment, she gradually tightened her grip, and they drew closer and closer, their clothes rustling against each other, making a soft, whispering sound that drowned out the cicadas chirping in their ears.

Under the bright moon, in this backyard, only the two of them were there.

After a long while, the two finally parted their lips.

“It’s much better this time,” Fujiwara Maki said breathlessly, turning her head to the side to hide her flushed face. She pretended to be calm. “I didn’t hit my teeth, it’s just that my breathing is a little heavy.”

"You'll get used to it. We can try it more often in the future." Fushimi Kawa's chest heaved, the frustration from before vanished, replaced by a faint sweetness in his heart.

Fujiwara Maki remained silent for a while, fidgeting with the hem of her clothes. As the other person waited quietly, she nodded gently, her voice barely audible: "Okay...okay."

Fushimikawa laughed heartily: "Haha."

Fujiwara Maki stamped her foot shyly: "What are you laughing at!?"

Fushimikawa replied, "I'm always happy when I'm with Maki."

The two share the same dream and work together towards it.

Perhaps people will leave us in our lives.

For example, there was Principal Fujino, who always took good care of Fushimikawa during his high school years, but Fushimikawa felt that Fujiwara Maki would be an exception.

"My parents, editor Tomoyuki Fukuda, Arima-senpai, Onishi... In one's life, one always leaves some people and meets others; separation is inevitable."

But I think, Maki, you'll be a surprise to me. A lifetime might be too long, but being together forever would be wonderful.

He spoke from the heart.

“You…” Fujiwara Maki lowered her head, more shy than the lotus flowers on the lake. The cool breeze made her feel dizzy and swollen. She touched her cheek and said softly, “I agree.”

promise?

Fushimikawa was a little puzzled, but then he suddenly slammed his fist on his palm and said loudly, "Oh right, Megumi is an exception too."

They will be family for life!

After graduating from high school, Fushimikawa came to Tokyo. He was sad for a long time because Asano Megumi ignored him.

Unexpectedly, she followed me to Tokyo, and now the two are even working together.

It seems unlikely that they will separate in the foreseeable future.

As for Asano Megumi getting married? Her father, Fushimikawa, who raised her for many years, would never allow it!

"Fool!"

Fujiwara Maki, who had just been gentle and soft-spoken, suddenly shouted loudly.

"?"

"abnormal!"

What are you talking about?

"No way out! Humph."

Fushimikawa was puzzled; why was Fujiwara Maki suddenly angry?

She turned her head to one side and stormed off into the backyard.

She hadn't taken more than a few steps when she suddenly turned back quickly.

"Are you calmed down?" Fushimikawa asked expectantly.

"I have a meeting next Monday at 2 PM, don't forget!" Fujiwara Maki said through gritted teeth. Before Fushimikawa could reply, her high heels clicked as she disappeared into the night.

Fushimikawa was puzzled. He crossed his arms, unable to figure out what went wrong with what he had just said.

"The atmosphere was so nice, I was even planning to confess my feelings, what a pity."

……

After spending a week in Tokyo, Akira Toriyama prepared to return to his hometown.

He is a very nostalgic person. After seeing the prosperity of Tokyo, he still felt that his hometown would be better.

Before leaving, he bought ten copies of the Parasyte manga and asked Fushimikawa to sign them so he could give them to his friends when he got home.

"Wait a minute," Fushimikawa called out to him as he was about to enter the station, "Take these two volumes to the old principal of the Industrial High School for me."

“Of course, no problem.” Akira Toriyama felt strange. What kind of student would give a comic book to the principal?

But since it was Fushimi-senpai who said it, he immediately agreed.

“Well then,” Akira Toriyama hesitated for a moment, “see you next April, Oikawa-sensei.”

“Alright, I look forward to your arrival. But since you’re not planning to go to university, you’d better spend the next six months learning to draw comics. Hmm…” Fushimi Kawa pondered, stroking his chin. He held up two fingers. “200 original manuscripts. I want you to bring 200 original manuscripts to see me.”

"Ah! 200 original manuscripts!" Akira Toriyama was startled. "That'll take a lot of time!"

“That’s why it’s a test,” Fushimikawa said, pressing his shoulder. “Becoming a manga artist isn’t easy. You have to work much harder than you would at a regular job. Hard work is the most basic requirement; you can’t slack off!”

He's just a bit too demanding, but not to the point where people in today's culture feel they can't survive without being obsessed.

In just over a year, Ultraman Leo will be broadcast.

Fushimi River lets Toriyama Akira see the group that crashed into Fengyuan in a jeep.

Although he's also a teacher, his task is much easier.

“I…” Akira Toriyama nodded emphatically, “I understand!”

"Learn more about battle paneling; it's a popular theme for the future, and shonen manga artists must master it."

"Yes..." Akira Toriyama's heart pounded, unsure if he possessed this talent.

The excitement of becoming Oikawa's second disciple vanished, and Akira Toriyama suddenly realized that he was no longer a child and had to start facing his own life.

"I'm not going to waste my days anymore!"

He shouted loudly.

It attracted the attention of countless people.

“That’s the right way to think about it,” Fushimikawa said, oblivious to everyone else, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Go home quickly, I think your family misses you very much."

Carrying a pile of books and local specialties, Akira Toriyama temporarily left Tokyo.

When he comes back next time, the situation here may have changed dramatically.

……

It has been 10 days since the release of Parasyte volume 01.

The initial stock of 15 copies didn't last long; 70% of them were sold the previous week. Mirai Publishing is monitoring the market and has already started restocking.

The royalties from the reprint reached Fushimikawa's hands, and his savings reached a new high.

Money kept in the bank is not very useful; in this era of rapid economic growth, its value is constantly shrinking.

“Since the new Prime Minister Kakuei Tanaka took office, he has been pushing forward the island redevelopment plan with all his might,” Fushimikawa said to Megumi Asano while watching the news on TV in the studio, before the others arrived. “I think investing in real estate would be a good idea.”

Asano Megumi was eating a fried egg with her legs crossed.

She was somewhat dazed and subconsciously replied, "Should I sell my Honda stock?"

“In the long run,” Fushimikawa pondered, “Honda stock will still earn more, but short-term returns from real estate speculation with loans will be enormous; it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that you could get rich quick.”

Japanese banks have always offered low-interest mortgages, and with Kakuei Tanaka's massive infrastructure projects, selling houses at high prices before next year's oil crisis should not be a problem.

Fushimikawa was going to do just that, increasing his initial investment by more than ten times.

But before that, let's buy a house first.

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