Society fears that young people don’t want to be literary godfathers

..... Anyway, it’s like this, so let’s just believe in dog eyes~

Adhering to the idea of ​​​​moving forward at any cost, Mochizuki gently lifted her bangs and made up her mind.

Gently pushing the door open, the young man took steps and embarked on the journey.

"So, Takegami-sensei is indeed coming soon."

After packing up his clothes, the boy put on his sneakers and strolled through the increasingly festive winter street scene:

"Where are you? I'm going downstairs now."

"There's still about 200 meters to go... Humph, our aunt came here specially to pick you up, so just be grateful."

"Teacher Sakuraba?"

After gently closing the door and wrapping a gray scarf around him, the young man got into the elevator with a surprised expression:

"Is she coming to give me a lift? I thought I was going to accompany you back on my bicycle."

"No, no, it's mainly because my aunt said it's snowing now, and it's really dangerous to ride a bicycle or a pulley, so I'll come over to give you a ride no matter what. Thinking about it carefully, it seems to be the same, so I told my aunt Together, I’ll pick you up and take you home for dinner.”

"Is that so..."

Hearing the words of the little president Gouyan, Mochizuki felt a tremor in his heart, as if he had not expected such a thing.

How is this possible...that old woman who spends all her gold coins all day long and is too old to get married, actually realizes on Christmas Day that she is coming to pick her up?

How is this possible? Is there any fraud involved?

For a moment, Mochizuki was brainstorming and his thoughts began to change——

But...perhaps just because of the peace and joy on Christmas Eve, the boy just shook his head and did not continue to think more about Teacher Sakuraba's fault.

Forget it...Although that old thing is always giving away her gold coins, at least she is gentle and can occasionally chat with me. She is also the only teacher who has a close relationship with me - —Since she chose this time to drive over to find him, it must be out of concern and tenderness, right?

Yu sighed in his heart that the gold coins were not in vain. The young man who had taken away many boxes of pocky and Nissin instant noodles and a lot of snacks couldn't help but smile. He stood downstairs in his rental house, waiting for Sakuraba Laoden to arrive.

Soon, the old Toyota car slid through the snow and stopped downstairs.

"Hello."

The car window was rolled down, and Risa Sakuraba, who had long, slightly curly hair, gently held her chin and looked at the young man standing under the eaves to hide from the snow:

"...It's been a while since we met on the weekend, Mochizuki-san."

"Hello, Teacher Sakuraba."

Seeing that Teacher Sakuraba had indeed driven over, Mochizuki looked serious and gave a military salute like the teacher in the driver's seat:

"I haven't seen you for a while. I didn't expect you to look better than before."

"...Stop talking nonsense."

Shaking her head pretending to be dissatisfied, Sakuraba Risa couldn't help but narrow her eyes:

"I've been talking to the teacher all day long about how to learn to sing, and I'm quite masculine, but in the end I'm still wet and squatting. This is too abstract -"

"Yes yes yes."

A slightly nasal voice sounded from the car window.

Before Mochizuki could react too much.

The flavor of the voice seemed to turn to a hint of playfulness:

"...So, should you say hello to me too?"

It was just after these words were said that the rear window was rolled down at this moment. President Dog Eyes’ eyebrows were curved and his voice sounded quite gentle:

"After all, on Christmas Eve this year, it was I who suggested that my little aunt give you an extra pair of chopsticks~"

"......Takegami-sensei."

Mochizuki gently opened the car door and sat in the front seat, his voice showing a hint of seriousness:

"Thank you very much for taking me in today... Oh, by the way, I also want to thank Teacher Sakuraba for driving me -"

"Okay, you're all in my car now, no need to talk politely."

Gently flicking Mozuki's forehead, Sakuraba Risa, who has always had a straightforward personality, couldn't help but laugh twice:

"...You have to be more careful this year, you know."

"I know........"

Hearing something in Sakuraba Risa's words, Mochizuki couldn't help but frown, feeling vaguely embarrassed.

Of course...the embarrassment only lasted a moment and dissipated instantly.

For a while.

Sakuraba Risa's voice sounded at this moment.

"Okay, don't be too nervous...my sister and brother-in-law are not very vicious people. Judging from your usual behavior, you are also pretty good with your mouth. Kasumi and I are trying our best to keep you safe, but... It’s not impossible—”

"Then thank you very much, Teacher Sakuraba and Teacher Takegami."

For some reason, when he heard the words of the 35-year-old people's teacher who exuded a mature and reliable temperament, the faint uneasiness in the young man's heart disappeared instantly, and an unprecedented sense of security and satisfaction emerged spontaneously, completely occupying the young man in the blink of an eye. 's heart.

Before the young man could stop thinking, he had just gotten into the car.

Teacher Sakuraba's voice sounded at this moment:

"By the way, Mochizuki, can you perform that?"

"....Which one?"

"That's it."

Gently taking out a box of original pocky, Sakuraba Risa's voice was quite playful:

"Remember this?"

"Oh... are you addicted?"

Gently holding his chin, Mochizuki nodded in understanding, and then skillfully took out a pocky:

"Stay with the teacher."

"okay."

Touching each other lightly, the two old friends, who did not smoke or drink, were holding pocky in their mouths like two smokers, and their expressions showed some kind of ease as if they were skating.

"Pfft... stop making trouble."

Seeing his aunt and Mochizuki's classmates acting in such abstract ways, the little president Gouyan couldn't help but poke the two sick people:

"Hurry up and drive, don't perform such boring things..."

"Ahem, okay."

After all, she doted on her little niece. Risa Sakuraba bit the pocky in half with a serious expression:

"Give aunt a little more time - Wangyue, take another one."

"clear."

"...I told you not to eat so much, it will cause tooth decay!"

The little president with dog eyes who always felt that he was twice as senior as him was speechless to the two energetic elementary school students who kept clicking.

..剏……

Turn your perspective to the other side.

The train from Tokyo to Toyama Prefecture is slowly moving at this moment - Tomosuke Takegami and Natsue Takegami from Shonen Jump are sitting by the window, wearing sunglasses and serious expressions, like CIA agents on a foreign mission.

".....Finally coming back, Toyama."

He gently raised his light-blocking sunglasses and turned his back to the winter sunlight projected outside the window lattice. The reliable young jump editor had a mellow voice and frowned slightly:

"How long has it been since I went back to Toyama County? I suddenly can't remember."

"...Okay, don't talk about these things."

Standing next to Tomosuke Takegami, the editor-in-chief of Big Dog couldn't help but roll his eyes at his husband:

"When we go back to our hometown for Christmas this time, we are not just lamenting how time flies. It's about family reunion - don't be so sentimental and shed some wandering tears when you get off the car. I'm already dozens of years old. Isn't that embarrassing?"

"..........Ahem, okay."

Being taught by his lover every day, Takegami Tomosuke breathed a sigh of relief with a complicated expression.

As he embarked on the long road home, the man's heart was really complicated.

So...looking at Tokyo going further away and the falling snow outside the window, Tomosuke Takegami, who had been looking forward to reuniting with his daughter whom he had not seen for several months, finally couldn't help but sigh.

"...Why are you sighing so much?"

The editor-in-chief of Big Dog frowned slightly, with a complicated expression.

"It's nothing."

Patting his head, Takegami Tomosuke's voice sounded subtle:

"I have to say that it feels a bit sudden for us to go back to Toyama to find our daughter... I wonder how Xiaocheng is doing now."

"It's okay, don't be nervous about Xiao Cheng's current situation - I just called Risa. The little guy Kaucheng is spending Christmas at home. After we get off the car, we can go directly to Risa's house without stopping too much."

"?That's good."

"Okay... don't give me that corny gesture."

Patting Takegami Tomosuke's "?" away, he gently rubbed his long, slightly curly hair. The editor-in-chief of Big Dog, who was wearing sunglasses, did not change his expression, and his words revealed quite complicated meanings:

"Instead of worrying about Xiaocheng, let's worry about ourselves... don't go to Risa's house then, as long as Xiaocheng feels unhappy."

"...Probably not. We are here to visit her, so she can't give up on us - after all, she is not that kind of child."

"really?"

Hearing his husband's words, Takegami Natsujiang frowned slightly, showing a very concerned expression:

"Although Xiao Cheng has a good temper, we haven't called her in the past month due to work reasons. This must be excessive, right?"

"What you said... At that time, Young Jump was participating in a comic contest. Xiaocheng will definitely understand - and we also added her phone number later. Don't be afraid, she will be fine."

"...That's right."

Although what Tomosuke Takegami said was indeed good, the editor-in-chief of Big Dog who still cared about it still refused to give up and insisted on what he was thinking:

"But... even after a few one- to two-minute phone calls, Xiao Cheng's response still showed a lack of interest and a casual echo. How can you be sure that she will definitely be able to welcome us with laughter?"

"what?"

Hearing his lover comment on Kasumi's attitude, Takegami Tomosuke looked slightly surprised:

"No way... I remember when I called Xiao Cheng before, she could talk very well."

"........ah?"

Takegami Xiajiang frowned slightly:

"Really, really?"

"Of course it's true...Although Xiao Cheng does seem to care that we haven't called her for a month, at least she can talk to me normally. At least I'm sure she doesn't hate me -"

"how can that be!"

As if something was unexpected, the editor-in-chief of Big Dog’s pupils were shaking, and the sunglasses shining through the sun revealed his furry, slightly confused eyes:

"This is wrong...If you can have a good conversation with her, then why did she just agree with me when I called Xiaocheng some time ago?"

"........ah?"

I didn't expect that the attitudes of myself and my lover when evaluating my daughter would be so polarizing. Even Editor Takegami, who was relatively calm, couldn't help showing a confused expression:

"No...what did you talk to her about?"

"It's nothing. I just asked her how her manga was going, whether she submitted it to Shōnen Jump, and if she would like some guidance from my mother if necessary——"

"...Look, you're not stepping on a thunderbolt."

As if he finally understood what the problem was in his wife's words, Takegami Tomosuke couldn't help but hold his forehead and said with some helplessness:

"You're going to tell me which pot you're talking about but don't mention it... The shadow of Xiao Cheng being taught to draw comics in junior high school hasn't dissipated yet, so if you just mention it directly, wouldn't it arouse the child's PTSD? "

"Then what can I do...I'm really curious about her recent comic results!"