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

"Tsk...how could my father have any purpose~"

Although his expression still remained confused and confused, when he heard that his father seemed to really want to keep Mochizuki, the puppy-eyed president's ears felt slightly hot:

"Don't think too much about it. Although he may appear aggressive at first, he actually cares about Mochizuki-san's safety——"

".......hope so."

With a slight sigh, Mochizuki waved his hand, his expression showing a hint of helplessness.

Who would have thought that the dark middle-aged man who was so aggressive just now would turn into the Buddha he is today just by sitting on the balcony for a short time?

If this was God's gift to him, Mochizuki would naturally accept it happily... It's a pity that there are no strange and chaotic gods in this world. When he saw such a subtle change in Takegami Tomosuke, he didn't know how to understand it. Mochizuki Rizhen, who has gone from being a first-level security officer to being a must-win husband for her daughter, can only suspect that Takegami Laoden wants to test her secretly and continue his trial of a middle-aged man——

"We absolutely cannot continue..."

Recalling the various tests that the veteran Takegami Tomosuke gave him before the dinner started, and even the questions he intentionally or unintentionally asked about his relationship and private life, Mochizuki unconsciously had a question on his forehead:

"If this kind of session continues, I might as well just leave - I didn't do anything wrong, why are you interrogating me like this? It makes me look like a war criminal."

"...Anla, don't worry, my dad won't be so unreasonable~"

Hearing Mochizuki's displeasure, the puppy-eyed president stretched out his little paw and patted the young man on the shoulder:

"Didn't you see that his expression has changed from before? Maybe his brain was awakened by the cold wind, and he began to feel guilty about his malicious speculations about you... Don't worry, he will definitely not What kind of endless person, I can still guarantee this."

"...I hope so."

After hearing this explanation from his teacher Xiaocheng, Mochizuki's expression softened a little.

It was indeed a bit embarrassing tonight... The boy really never expected that his editor-in-chief and editor would take turns to fight on Christmas Eve, and they would go through several rounds with him as if they were fighting a protracted battle - although according to the results It seems that he has not lost. The editor-in-chief of Big Dog seems to have gradually understood during the chat, but how on earth did Takegami Tomosuke, who had been looking at him like an old father-in-law, change his face? Mochizuki Rie was really a little confused. Do not understand.

"...However, if we don't talk about Editor Takegami's affairs, it would be a good choice to stay at Teacher Xiaocheng's house on Christmas Eve."

Extracting his thoughts from matters related to the Takegami couple, Mochizuki changed the topic:

"After all, I really don't have anyone at home, and other friends have to accompany my family for reunion... If I go back now, the evening time will be really boring."

"........Yeah?"

The little president's voice seemed to have some other emotions.

"Of course it's true...after all, my parents didn't come back on Christmas Eve this year."

"...In other words, you would rather stay at my house subjectively, right?"

"That's right..."

While responding to Takegami Kasumi's words, Mochizuki seemed to have noticed something and turned his head slightly:

"...What's wrong? Your voice is a little weird."

"Nothing... my nose is a little stuffy - I have rhinitis."

With this explanation, the little president with dog eyes quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and sneezed inexplicably.

"......Is it true that you don't have a fever?"

"No no."

Takegami Kasumi shook her head quickly, as if she wanted to prove that she was healthy——

However, it was almost at this moment.

The young man's palm gently stretched out and placed it gently on the girl's forehead.

"...?!"

The smile was slightly stiff, and the dog-eyed president's heart was beating rapidly.

"...It's a bit hot. When I stand next to you, I feel a kind of heat rushing to my face."

Mochizuki put down his hand, then turned his back on Takegami Kasumi, whose cheeks were heating up, and said in a serious voice:

"I'll help you talk to Teacher Sakuraba and your uncles and aunts. The TV is very loud. You should close the door to your room first and have a good rest -"

"Okay, okay......"

Having been touched by Mochizuki on the forehead, the young president Gouyan, who usually takes the dominant position in interactions, has long since lost his ability to think, and his expression management has gradually become out of control——

After closing the door quite obediently, Mochizuki heard the sound of a puppy flying onto the cushions from the bedroom two seconds later.

.......Go to bed obediently.

Turning his head slightly and looking at the closed bedroom door behind him, the young man sighed, and then took steps.

He really needs to find Sakuraba-sensei, right now

It's not just because of Takegami Kasumi's body temperature, there are too many things to worry about now... Mochizuki, who was embarrassed to chat directly with his editor-in-chief and Shonen Jump editor-in-chief, turned around. Looking for the only people's teacher who can talk nonsense in Taoshan Garden——

Obviously, when Mochizuki turned around, he half-consciously discovered that the teacher he had been looking for was actually sitting on a chair not far from him.

"...Oh, it's coming."

Sensing that a certain boy was walking towards her, Sakuraba Risa put down her phone and smiled like a flower:

"Haha, Mochizuki-san—there seems to be something wrong with your expression."

"...Sakuba-sensei."

Looking at this people's teacher who always had a smile on his face, Mochizuki pulled out his chair and sat next to her.

Sensing Mochizuki Risa's approach, Sakuraba Risa narrowed her eyes slightly.

"...What does this mean? Do you want to chat with me?"

"Obvious thing."

"Okay then, I just happen to want to chat with you~"

Stretching slightly, the people's teacher, who was in his mid-thirties but still had clear eyes and a youthful look on his face, patted the young man's arm and motioned to sit down:

"How's it going? How are you getting along with my sister and brother-in-law? I think they seem to like you very much now."

"...I feel weird."

Looking at Teacher Sakuraba who was sitting on the side pretending to play with his mobile phone, but actually secretly gossiping about his chat with Teacher Xiaocheng, the young man sighed and then slowly spoke:

"Now an important thing: Teacher Xiaocheng seems to have a fever now. Can you tell me where the fever medicine is? I will prepare a bag of medicine for her to drink later."

"........no problem."

Sakuraba Risa narrowed her eyes slightly:

"As for the medicine, I'll get it for you later - remember to get a wet towel and put it on her forehead, maybe it's better this way."

".......no problem."

"So, the confused look on your face now is really concerning."

Seeing Mochizuki's rare expression of confusion and confusion, Sakuraba Risa became very interested:

"I rarely see you with such an expression... What's wrong? Is there something you don't understand?"

"... indeed."

Mochizuki sat next to the woman and couldn't help but sigh.

"...Let's just chat for a while. This is very important. I want to decide later whether I want to go home or not."

"Ok."

With a chuckle, Teacher Sakuraba took out a box of pocky from his side:

"If you feel upset, just take a stick in your mouth? It's coconut-flavored."

"...I only eat taro paste and popcorn flavor."

"Stop picking. Besides, pocky doesn't taste like taro paste..."

.......

As a snack brand with a long history, pocky has been involved in every Japanese’s daily life.

Regardless of whether they have money or not, and what their status is, most neon citizens have tasted this. The memory of pocky has been deeply buried over the years. This is why an ordinary chocolate biscuit has become a social phenomenon. reason.

As an ordinary high school student, Mochizuki always likes to grab a pocky when he has nothing to do.

Although in Japan, pocky is actually used for some couple games and flirting, but Ri Mochizuki, a really dank boy who has been chaste for sixteen years, does not attach too much love value to this simple snack - after all He did not have a lover who could play pocky games, nor did he have a very ardent desire to fall in love. Therefore, until the end, Mochizuki rarely tasted such exquisite products in social situations other than friends. He could only wait until he met Teacher Sakuraba. When we are together, we will take the vertical biscuits with great seriousness and savor the taste.

"....How about it? Doesn't it taste good?"

After glancing at the young man holding a coconut-flavored pocky stick in his mouth, the bitterness in his expression finally faded away, Sakuraba Risa patted the young man on the shoulder happily, and her voice was quite clear:

"This is a treasure flavor that I found recently. Seeing that you have given me a lot of snacks before, I will give this pack to you."

".......Thank you."

After taking the coconut-flavored pocky that Teacher Sakuraba handed him, the boy fell silent.

"...Speaking of which, Mochizuki-san has never been in love."

While holding the well-known chocolate bar in her mouth almost simultaneously with Mochizuki, Risa Sakuraba looked at Mochizuki sitting next to her, who seemed to have an inexplicable relationship with her little niece, and smiled faintly:

"You are 16 years old this year, and you have been in high school for two years - have you ever been attracted to a girl during this period?"

"...I don't know."

Gently biting his pocky, Mochizuki said in a calm voice:

"I have never paid special attention to this aspect. After all, women are in the way, and career is the most important thing for a man-"

"Pfft..."

Risa Sakuraba, who had always been by her side and was somewhat curious about the young man in front of her, couldn't help but chuckle twice at this moment:

"What kind of answer is this... You are so pure and pure. If I didn't know that you read Minotaur books all day long and search for beautiful photos on the Internet, I would believe that you are the living Buddha." ”

"...Looking at those things is one side, reality is another side."

Sighing slightly, Mochizuki had a complicated expression:

"Although I don't want to admit it, I have never been in love even once in reality. Although I can probably understand this feeling, to be honest, I have very few friends. It is difficult to hang out with people, let alone be sincere with them. How about falling in love sincerely?"

"...I know that."

The People's Teacher enjoys the full view of the picture and naturally understands Mochizuki's state of mind:

"After all, if you were really cheerful, with this skin, those easygrils would really stick to you one after another."

"...That's still a bit annoying after all."

The young man waved his hand and said in a bitter voice:

"I still don't like girls who are so casual, at least not now."

"...In other words, Mochizuki-san actually prefers young but innocent girls in the traditional sense?"

Sakuraba Risa spoke rather gossipyly:

"Let me guess, is it Kurihara-san? Or is it the sister Xu Yuhuai you recently met? It can't be Xiao Cheng, right?"

"...Mr. Sakuraba is very referential. They and I are just ordinary friends. We don't have the weird relationship you think at all -"

"Yes, yes, I understand~"

Seeing that Mochizuki was in trouble, Sakuraba Risa didn't say much - she just patted her head gently, her voice so clear:

"Then don't talk about the emotional issues you least like, and focus more on the career issues you care about most."

"...are you going to talk about the comic series?"

"That's right."

Snapping his fingers, the teacher with long curly hair bit off the pocky:

"The results of your new comic with Xiao Cheng are really good - even though I hardly read comics, I can occasionally hear about your masterpieces from students. At least in terms of popularity, you two are quite impressive."

"...that counts."

Mochizuki touched the curly hair slightly embarrassedly, and Mochizuki's expression changed slightly:

"As the first game to officially debut, the level and popularity of "Chainsaw Man" are indeed beyond my initial expectations. It is also the first time that I clearly realized that I can still meet fans offline."

"...Of course. Not to mention the story and those aspects that I don't know much about, I also know about the two of you working on the manuscript together."

Her little hands were not very clean, so Sakuraba Risa took out another pocky stick from Mochizuki Risa:

"...It's been a lot of hard work for both of you these days."