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

"Yeah, yeah...right!"

Kitahara Cangye nodded slightly panicked, and said seriously:

"I have been following Chainsaw Man since the serialization was first published - I have been following Mochizuki-sensei's works all the time!"

"Thank you for your support..."

After hearing Kitahara's passionate words, to be honest, Mochizuki felt a faint sense of satisfaction, and the faint fear in his heart gradually faded away at this moment.

However... I don't know if it was because the shock just now was too terrifying. Mochizuki hesitated for a while, but in the end he still didn't dare to express his feelings to the young salesman in front of him:

"Nice to meet you... Where can I sign...?"

"Then, um, just sign it on the title page of the comic book!"

She was so nervous that she was shaking to pieces. It was the first time for Kitahara Cangye to see her idol at such a close distance, and her voice was trembling:

"Excuse me..."

"Okay, okay."

Carved in almost the same mold as Kitahara Cangye, Mochizuki unscrewed the cap of his pen and prepared to sign.

And it was at this moment that the two teenagers, who had an inexplicable attack of social anxiety, just sat there. The atmosphere was quite awkward, and they didn't know what to say at all.

"Well, well, I am still an acg blogger on YouTube. I have been posting Mr. Mochizuki's latest news and advice recently. Although I don't have many fans now, I will continue to do it... I hope Mochizuki The teacher can keep on painting!"

Perhaps because he was too excited to see his idol and wanted to show a more mature and reliable attitude, Kitahara Aoi tried to straighten his body and introduced himself to Mochizuki Ri.

However, after saying these words so seriously, inexplicable humiliation and nervousness also emerged in my heart.

.....I said a bunch of useless words out of nowhere.

Suddenly talking to myself like this...Does Mr. Mochizuki think I'm narcissistic?

The mood became heavier and heavier, and Beiyuan Cangye's voice gradually became deeper at this moment.

But...it was also the moment when the boy drooped his head.

Mochizuki, who had been helping sign autographs, raised his head slightly at this moment.

"Hey... is your family a YouTube blogger?"

Mochizuki left a signature on a separate book with a flamboyant expression, and Mochizuki asked curiously:

"Sounds great, can you tell me what your ID is?"

"...?"

Hearing what Mochizuki said, Kitahara Cangye was a little surprised.

"That, that, is it okay?"

"It's okay - or I'm very happy. After all, this is the first time I've seen a family member offline who opened a Youtube account to post my tweets and consultations."

Speaking quite seriously, a faint smile appeared on Mochizuki's expressionless face:

"If you don't mind, I want to pay attention to you too."

"........"

Never expecting that his idol would say such words to him, Kitahara Cangye was stunned.

But, after a short period of silence and daze.

The boy's eyes were a little moist.

"Okay, okay!"

Nodding solemnly, the young man hurriedly took out his mobile phone, shared his account ID, and watched with his own eyes as his idol took out his mobile phone and clicked on himself when he completed the signing——

"Okay, the attention is over."

Putting down his mobile phone and pen, Mochizuki smiled politely:

"If Teacher becomes popular in the future, don't forget your 123 fans."

"Of course I won't forget!"

With his face flushed with embarrassment, Kitahara Cangye solemnly held the slender, cold fingers of his idol:

"I will remember it forever, thank you Teacher Mochizuki!"

"Uh...thank you."

She always felt that it was a bit subtle for a strange man to look at him with such hot eyes and hold his hand tightly. Ali responded blankly:

"That... hurts a little."

"Ah, sorry!"

Realizing that he had exceeded the rules, Beihara Cangye immediately sat down obediently and lowered his head:

"I'm so excited because this is the first time I've talked to Teacher Mochizuki... Yes, I'm sorry!"

"Uh, it's okay."

Smiling awkwardly, Mochizuki, who had been suspicious of Kitahara Aoi's orientation since the signing, suddenly became extremely vigilant.

After coming back from the polite smile and excitement just now, the naturally curly idiot, who had always been slow to react, his voice became a little complicated at this moment:

"Um...that's all, right? Don't you need to sign elsewhere?"

...To be honest, what Mochizuki is most afraid of right now is that Kitahara Aoi, who was still looking at him with extremely aggressive eyes just now, will suddenly take off his clothes and let herself sign on his chest.

This kind of plot usually appears in Kasumi Takegami's Danmei manga "The Conspiracy of Burning Zero".

Of course...the real situation is not that outrageous.

After all, Kitahara Cangye was shaking so much that he was going numb. After the signing session came to an end, the young man who was so nervous that he couldn't breathe quickly nodded:

"...Thank you, thank you! That's all——"

After nodding his head repeatedly, the boy, who had long been in jail, packed up the comics and ran away immediately, not daring to look back at all.

Mochizuki didn't even wait for Mochizuki to react.

Beiyuan Cangye's figure disappeared without a trace in the next second.

.

Carrying a bag of freshly signed comics, the cycle of embarrassment is still running through my mind. I can’t bear to recall the embarrassing situations just now that were so embarrassing that my toes were digging into the ground. The boy was shaking with anger. His hands and feet were cold in the summer, and he was about to shed tears. .

how so.

I was obviously mentally prepared, trying to stay calm as possible, joking with my idol + saying hello politely, and always maintaining my pride and confidence as a single promoter... Who would have thought that in just a short time of meeting, In less than a minute, he was completely stunned by the crowd of dozens of people watching him. He was as humble and incompetent as a stupid experimental rat locked in a cage. His actions highlighted his true nature, as if he had escaped from a circus. jokeking——

It's over.

Most of the person was numb, and Kitahara Cangye just stood aside blankly, like Ultraman who had lost his light, even his pupils had lost their color and dimmed.

.......But forget it.

A clown is a clown... At least he got an autograph and gained the attention of his idol - judging from the record alone, today has been brilliant to the extreme, so why ask for more?

"Am I the happiest person in the world?"

Recalling the smile and gentle response of the naturally curly boy to me, the originally delicate boy suddenly felt better.

Yes, compared to the few netizens in the Slothfish & all group, I, a fan who can come to the scene and shake hands with Mochizuki, can be said to be a real winner in life.

Mao Maotou is still reading books at home, Teacher Changan is still thinking about her house, and a certain Chengguo who was abandoned by his daughter in Toyama County is still playing mahjong at home... If you count carefully, the entire group The only ones who can come to the scene are myself and Bai Gao!

A thought here.

The young man suddenly understood, and the shame in his heart and the embarrassment of social death disappeared in an instant - he once again launched Slothfish's No. [-] rap label and began to fall ill online.

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Pochi Silverhand: Family members, did you get Teacher Mochizuki’s autograph???, I can’t stand it anymore, Teacher Mochizuki is so handsome offline!I heard many girls behind me doing dokidoki.

Hometown Chang'an:?

Maomaotou:?

Gu: What? !That boy's female fans are lining up to start dokidoki? !Did he do anything extraordinary?To elaborate, if something goes wrong, I will come to the scene immediately.

Pochi Silverhand: No, why are you so nervous?Teacher Mochizuki did not leave her seat from the beginning to the end. I heard that after the book signing, she would go to the exhibition with her friends.

Cheng Gu: Oh, that’s okay.

Pochi Silverhand: No?, what are you doing, the female fan, if you are so nervous?Aren't you worried that your daughter is one of Mochizuki-sensei's fans?

Cheng Gu: What does it have to do with you? Go and die immediately, don’t bother me playing mahjong.

Maomaotou:......No, why do you feel that Teacher Gu is in such a hot mood today?

Hometown Chang'an: I don't know, maybe it's menopause.

Pochi Silverhand: This is what a middle-aged man who was abandoned by his daughter in Toyama Prefecture is like this - so don't worry about the old mahjong player, let's take a look at the autographs of my buddies, my family.

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Pochi Silverhand: ???Great, today is really a fruitful day.

Hometown Chang'an: No, I just took a rest, why did I see you showing off in the picture??? I rode on the horse to kill you, I rode on the horse to kill you???

Mao Maotou: I reported it, bro. You did nothing wrong. It’s all my fault for my disgusting jealousy and low self-esteem. When I saw your words, I completely broke my guard. I immediately lost my armor and abandoned my armor. When I saw this picture of yours At that second, I was sweating profusely and had chills all over. Depression broke out instantly. Life seemed to have lost its color, like a Saiyan being grabbed by the tail and completely cut off the hope of living.I almost went crazy with envy.

Cheng Gu: Please stop posting. No matter how difficult or poor my life is, I will never feel sad. Only when you post something like this, my heart hurts like a knife. I can’t help but shed tears as I type. of flowing downward.I get up at 7 a.m. and go to bed at 9 p.m. every day, living year after year until now, looking forward to a happy life of earning tens of thousands of yuan a month and a bright and sunny future.I turned on my phone and saw your picture. I felt a deep gap. I jumped directly into the well in front of my house. I was really jealous. I was going crazy????

Bai Feng: Haha... Everyone is still so energetic. I thought maybe everyone wouldn't be in trouble today.

Maomaotou: Ah, it’s Mr. Bai Gao—how’s it going?I remember that you also went to Zhanzi.

Bai Qian: Well...it's good. Mr. Mochizuki is very cute. My cousin and her friends also seem to like him. I think he is quite fun and very approachable. If I have a chance, Maybe we can become very good friends.

Pochi Silverhand: Oh, Mr. Bai Gao is online.How's it going? Did you have fun today?

Bai Gao: Well, I’m very happy. Although I have just found the big team now and have been lost for a while, I met very enthusiastic colleagues during the signing. I feel like he is a great person.

Pochi Silverhand: Eh...is he a great person?

After gently scratching his head, he felt a vague sense of instant vision emerging. Kitahara Cangye, who was chatting in the chat group, could not help but fall silent at this moment.

Bai Feng: Yes, I feel like he is really a die-hard fan of All. He talked to me a lot along the way - but now I have separated from him and left with my cousin and others. I don’t know if there is still a chance to find him. Oh...it's a little bit regretful.

And not far away.

Everything is just as Xu Haoqing left a message in the group chat. After a long period of searching, she has made contact with a cousin who has not answered the phone. Now she is closely following the large army led by Kurihara's mother and begins to wait for someone. The mentally ill cartoonist who was still doing book signings came to him and started a real team building.

Because she couldn't find anything she was interested in while shopping around, the girl pushed up her eyeglasses, started the line, and started a water group——

Bai confessed: This exhibition is really big, my legs are a little sore from walking...

Pochi Silverhand: It's quite big.Many acg brands have opened stalls here.

White confession: I feel like if I didn’t come with anyone else, this exhibition might really make me faint... Did Mr. Pochi come with anyone else?Or did you come alone?

Pochi Silverhand: Of course I came with a group of people. After all, I have quite a few friends.

Kitahara Cangye, who was standing alone in the open space, typed out these words with a smile on his face unconsciously.

Although he usually seems very aggressive on the Internet, perhaps due to some kind of thinking, the last words left by the boy were quite gentle——

Pochi Silverhand: Then, have fun shopping.

White confession: Thank you~

After politely replying such a sentence, Xu Haoqing, who was not far away from Beiyuan Cangye, also put away her mobile phone at this moment and continued to follow her cousin's large army.

Comic exhibition tours are still going on.

...To be honest, although I just said that visiting the Comic Exhibition was very happy, I have to tell the truth: Such a high-intensity stroll is really a bit of torture for Xu Haoqing, who has always lacked exercise. .

Because he was not very familiar with the other girls except his cousin, Xu Haoqing had no way to intervene in their conversation from beginning to end. He could only walk at the end like a marginalized person and never said more than three sentences from beginning to end. .

And this awkward atmosphere turned into a huge emptiness when the girls found their favorite stall.

It was also the little teacher with dog eyes who was walking with him when he walked to the nearby Kyoto Animation area with bright eyes. Kurihara's mother, who said she didn't want to see a certain elementary school boy starring in a tokusatsu drama, was forced to come to Ultra by Xu Yuhuaisheng. Xu Haoqing, who had been following her cousin all the time in the exhibition area, was a little absent-minded. At the moment when he was about to enter the exhibition area, Xu Haoqing looked around in front of him——

This was the moment when she looked left and right.

In front of her eyes, a familiar figure suddenly appeared.

"what......"

Seeing the young man standing nearby still playing with his mobile phone, the young man he had just met at the book signing was less than 50 meters away from her. The girl was stunned, and then she shouted: