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

In the izakaya, Shingo Oda and his friends ate until midnight before leaving.

When paying the bill, Shingo Oda specifically asked about the price. You can be happier if you have a plan in mind, right?

"This fee will be charged to Vice President Koyama, the total is... 217,300 yen!"

"Oh, it seems that I ate a little too much..." Shingo Oda touched his slightly bulging belly, "Pack five more tempura meals!"

"Okay!" The waiter agreed happily.

"You guy, really!" Fujido Kaoru said, but his hand took the package nimbly.

Shingo Oda laughed.

Saburo Mikami also laughed slyly beside him.

Our director has changed, he doesn't have such a bad smile on weekdays. Assistant Okita watched from the side, thinking that this is a different Saburo Mikami from the past.

Is it because of Shingo Oda that our director revealed the bad water suppressed in his heart? Assistant Okita thought about it and laughed.

He glanced at the mirror next to the checkout counter and found that his smile seemed to be very bad.

Of course, Vice President Koyama might not mind this little bit of spending, but it was fun to spend the enemy's money.

Happiness is based on comparison. It is happiness to see that others are not as good as yourself.

If the one who is not doing well is your enemy, then you will feel full of happiness.

Assistant Okita contacted his colleagues, and there was a business car arranged nearby.

While waiting for the car, everyone looked at the night sky at the door of the izakaya with some emotion.

"We won! We actually won a battle!" Assistant Okita's excitement has not passed.

"Yes, but the status of this publication department is difficult to shake."

"We can't rush it." Oda Shingo smiled.

He looked at the bright lights and wine on the street and found that he had actually integrated into Japanese society.

There is not much discomfort in living here, and for the goal of work and life, he is devoted to comics.

Yes, let's get the comic business done first, as for dating...

Oda Shingo has noticed that Fujido Kaoru has been secretly looking at him tonight, and she blushes from time to time.

Oda Shingo feels that women will only slow down the speed of his brush, so he decides to ignore them.

That's right, who would date when they are already drawing comics? !

Mikami Saburo was blown by the night wind, and the alcohol was rising. His tongue was a little numb when he spoke: "Ah, let's wait for your assistant Namikaze Yukaku, who just went to the bathroom and hasn't come back yet?"

When Namikaze Yukaku went to scout the enemy, she lowered her voice to discuss with Oda Shingo, and others didn't know what she was doing.

"I'm here." Namikaze Yukaku suddenly spoke.

Everyone realized that she had come back and stood beside them.

Oda Shingo was used to it and laughed immediately.

Because he saw that Mikami Saburo and Assistant Okita were not used to it, they were so scared that they jumped a little on the spot, and they also made a slight wow sound from their mouths.

The business car came, and when Sankami Saburo and Okita got in the car drunkenly, Oda Shingo took the time to ask Namikaze Yukaku: "Thank you for your hard work, how is it going?"

"No special tricks, we have agreed not to give you the opportunity to publish the magazine and the single volume."

"Is that all you can do?" Oda Shingo snorted and got in the car.

In the car, Okita opened his notebook and shouted happily: "170,000 collections, more than 7,000 subscriptions!"

The driver was a young man from the web department, and he immediately raised his fist: "Hey - hey - ah - ah!"

He stepped on the accelerator.

"Focus on driving!" Sankami Saburo slapped him.

The business car first sent Fujido Kaoru to the dojo.

"Goodbye, Oda teacher!" Fujido Kaoru pulled his arm out of a pile of packing bags and waved happily, "It's a pity it's too late, otherwise I'll take you to meet my dad."

"Some other day." Oda Shingo smiled.

What a big dojo, Oda Shingo muttered in his heart. It took a while for the car to get around just now. No wonder this girl doesn't care whether she is paid or not. She is a landlady with a big family and a lot of wealth. No, she is the daughter of a landlord.

When the car drove to the alley, the young man driving suddenly screamed: "There is a robber behind the car!"

Everyone looked back.

Under the dim street lights, a burly Khan screamed and rushed towards the business car, and it seemed that he was holding two bricks in his hands.

The momentum was so fierce that it was like a giant bear that could overturn the car!

"Drive quickly!" Sankami Saburo shouted.

This is definitely a criminal, okay? !

"Wow--!" The young man stepped on the accelerator hard, and the car rushed out with a roar.

"Ah! Is Fujido Kacheng safe?" Oda Shingo suddenly thought of something and quickly called Fujido Kacheng.

The call was quickly connected: "Moshimoshi? What's wrong with Mr. Oda? I just want to take a shower. Fortunately, you are not making a video call, otherwise you will be considered to be harassing a female high school student..."

Everyone in the car was sweating.

"Did you get home safely?"

"Of course."

"Ah, then it's nothing, you've worked hard today." Oda Shingo hung up the phone.

The young man driving shouted: "It seems that the robber just now got rid of!"

Oda Shingo tilted his head, always feeling something was wrong. The figure seemed a little familiar, but it was a little unclear under the street lights.

Then it was the school gate of Namikaze Yukaku.

"Oda-kun, this is also your alma mater." Namikaze Yukaku said when he got off the car.

Oda Shingo sat on the seat at the door of the car and said, "I will come back soon to make up for my lessons, and my painting skills should also be improved."

"Ah, then..." Namikaze Youkaku stood beside the car, with some worry on his face.

Oda Shingo stretched out his hand and patted her head gently: "What are you thinking? No matter how good I am at drawing, I still need an assistant like you. Unless you want to go solo and be a personal cartoonist, is there such a thing? Ambition?”

Namikaze Youkaku shook his head desperately, his eyes very serious: "No, no, I will always be Oda-kun's assistant!"

"Oh——" Assistant Okita shouted from behind.

"Ahem, cough, cough, we are all here." Saburo Mikami coughed.

Namikaze Youkaku's face suddenly turned red, he turned around, picked up the packing bag and ran away.

"Hey, Oda-sensei is so awesome, I got it!" The young colleague driving the car raised his arms: "Hey--oh--oh---!"

Saburo Mikami slapped him in the face: "Hey, you are so big! Just concentrate on driving!"

The commercial vehicle drove to the shabby apartment next to the tram track again.

Mikami Saburo got out of the car and shook hands with Oda Shingo to say goodbye: "Oda-kun, I have a lot to say, but... in short, thank you very much!"

Assistant Okita also got out of the car, and even the driver took the initiative to get out of the driving seat and stood behind the minister together.

"Next, "One Punch Man" will achieve even more brilliant results. I will also improve my drawing skills at the same time, and then open new and better comics!"

"I believe in you, and the web department will fully support you! We will achieve better results!"

Saburo Mikami's eyes were firm and he raised his fist: "Hey------"

Assistant Okita also shouted in cooperation: "E--E--O--!"

The young man driving the car raised his fist, but did not dare to shout...

Saburo Mikami slapped him again: "Idiot! You have to shout now!"

Then on Sunday, Oda Shingo continued drawing comics as usual.

Namikaze Yukuru and Todo Kouchi continue to provide steady assistance.

"By the way, after I sent you back to the scene, someone started chasing the car." When Oda Shingo told Toudo Kōjo that there was a burly man who robbed a car in the middle of the night.

"...Pfft-hahaha!" Todo Xiangcheng was stunned for a moment, and then he punched the table with laughter.

Oda Shingo: "?"