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

........Just try to lose weight.

This was the moment when Takegami Kasumi's thoughts reached this point.

A phone call rang suddenly.

"......Eh?"

She gently took out her cell phone from the pocket of her skirt, thinking it was Kasumi Takegami calling her from Mochizuki, but her expression actually changed slightly——

However, when he saw clearly who the caller was, the expression of the young president with dog eyes turned gloomy.

After the phone was connected, the girl's nasal voice rang out:

"Hey, who is it?"

"It's me, your father."

A mature and stable middle-aged bass sounded, with a hint of indifference and a hint of coolness:

"I haven't called you for a long time... Kasumi, have you eaten?"

"...What kind of illness have you been having recently? Why are you acting like this?"

Kasumi Takegami stopped on the side of the road and couldn't help but narrowed her eyes:

"If you keep doing this, I'll hang up the phone. I'm rollerblading home. Please be normal -"

"Ahem, don't hang up the phone!"

Hearing that his precious daughter was about to cut off the call, the man who had been trying to hold on suddenly became anxious——

In an instant, seven points of indifference and three points of coolness disappeared in an instant, turning into the old father's bewilderment:

"I just want to change my chatting style... Ahem, you have always been dissatisfied with your father and I have no sense of boundaries and have treated you like a child. I just want to give you a feeling of being an adult. Why are you doing this?" Why don't you go online and kill your father?"

"......dad."

Hearing the comic editor dad on the other end of the phone playing steadily as always, the dog-eyed girl's tone became more helpless:

"I'm 16 years old, so don't coax me like a child, right?"

"Okay, okay...after all, we haven't seen each other for several months. You have less chance to see your parents after you go back to the countryside to study. Your parents are also very worried about you."

Although he behaves indifferently at work on weekdays and seems to be hostile to happiness, when facing his own daughter, Tomosuke Takegami, who was the editor of Shōnen Jump at the time, rarely showed a cheerful look:

"How are you? Are you happy in Toyama County? Have you encountered anything worth being happy about?"

71. Social fear of acting now, the birth of the Tokyo Movie King

The hot summer is about to pass away, and only the cold winter is coming... In the blink of an eye, the year is about to pass.

Now that Christmas has been planned, Takegami Kasumi was a little surprised when she suddenly received a call from her father who was busy working all day.

"...So, Dad, are you okay?"

Crying her fingers, she realized that more than 100 days had passed since she left Tokyo to go to school in her hometown. The girl with dog eyes also showed some confusion:

"It's so suspicious to call me like this for the first time..."

"Tsk, isn't it okay for a middle-aged man to care about his daughter?"

"Don't be so stupid - besides, every time I called you or my mother during this period, I never answered the phone. If it weren't for Aunt Sakuraba saying that you were working overtime like crazy, I would have thought you were kidnapped and sent to Burma. "

"...We haven't called you for a month, I reflect."

On the other end of the phone, Tomosuke Takegami's voice was full of regret:

"The main reason is that I have been preparing for the Jump Comic Contest recently. I am too busy with work and have been working day and night, so I don't have time to call you... I'm sorry, forgive the poor middle-aged social worker, right?"

As one of the editors of the Shonen Jump editorial department, Tomosuke Takegami's daily workload is already beyond imagination, not to mention the Internet comic contest where the number of submissions has doubled——

Therefore, during the entire month that the competition lasted, Takegami Tomosuke's concept of time was somewhat blurred, and he could not even distinguish between day and night.When he was hungry, he ordered takeout and when he was tired, he squinted for a while. When he woke up, he had to continue working overtime. The hard life had worn away his temper and brought him unprecedented guilt:

"Oh, it's all my fault that my dad is useless. Even though he is over 40 years old, he is still stuck in the editorial department working overtime all day long. He also has to fight openly and secretly with his old Mediterranean colleagues. The whole thing is exhausted..."

"...Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore."

Kasumi Takegami, who had always been intolerant of hearing about her father's work difficulties, also bluntly avoided it:

"I know you are very busy at work... Where is my mother? How is she doing?"

"Your mother is still the same as before, a true strong woman, the iron-fisted editor-in-chief of Young Jump, tough in dealing with things, and arranges everything properly... Also, your mother's mouth is still very poisonous, comics I don’t know how many people were criticized during the competition. Many grown men in our editorial department couldn’t help but drop their little pearls. Of course, I didn’t cry. You should know that my family status is very stable. .”

"...Um, really?"

When he heard his father say such words, the little president Gouyan's expression was quite complicated:

"Mom is still the same...a scary urban elite woman."

"Yeah, if your dad hadn't been good-tempered and tough, he might have been tortured long ago."

Tomosuke Takegami's voice seemed to be a little proud, as if he was joking, and his tone was lighter:

"Luckily you and your aunt didn't inherit your mother's vicious tongue, otherwise it would have been difficult."

"...I was really a little angry just now. It took a month for you to call me back."

"Haha, sorry."

"What are you apologizing for...I didn't blame you."

Kasumi Takegami curled her lips, and although she hummed loudly, her voice did not mean to blame:

"If you're busy with work, just be busy. The Jump Comic Competition should be over soon, right? Remember to have a good rest and don't stay up all night..."

"Okay, okay, if you say this, dad will be happy..."

It is said that a daughter is like a little daddy. Although she is always easily attacked by Kasumi Takegami, when she heard her daughter's concern, Tomosuke Takegami's voice was quite happy:

"Don't worry, I will take a good rest after the Shonen Jump manga competition is over... By the way, I remember that Kasumi also has the idea of ​​drawing comics. After this torturing competition is over, let my father come Let me guide you in your creation——"

"Never!"

The tone of voice returned to some unruly feeling. At this moment, Takegami Kasumi once again transformed from a small cotton-padded jacket into a prickly fried puppy:

"I won't show you comics or anything like that..."

"What does this mean? I have been a young jumper for more than [-] years, and now I am willing to give you one-on-one tutoring. Why should I be ignored like this?"

Always feeling that his dignity was trampled on easily, Takegami Tomosuke's voice was somewhat difficult to express:

"There are so many people queuing up, eager to have this opportunity. I opened the back door for you just because you were interested - there is no shop like this after passing through this village. Do you really not want it?"

"I don't need you to open this kind of back door..."

I always felt that the shame in my heart was about to overflow, and the girl's voice showed unprecedented reluctance and shyness:

"Get it down quickly, I won't show you my comics..."

"...Sigh, my children have grown up and are finally starting to become independent. Obviously I am still looking forward to becoming my daughter's editor."

"It's meant to be independent! Don't think about editing, I won't join your side!"

The tone of the little president with dog eyes was quite subtle, full of faint urgency.

This is normal... After all, she has already participated in the Jump Comic Contest that her father participated in as an assistant to All Comics——

But...it's quite obvious that Tomosuke Takegami himself doesn't know about this matter.

The middle-aged man, who always felt that his daughter's reaction was a little too subtle, showed a hint of surprise:

"...What's wrong? Are you still so resistant to letting me and mom read your comics?"

"Wait, wait until I become stronger... I will definitely show it to you openly in the future!"

"Are you encountering any difficulties in comic creation? If you have anything, just talk to your parents: Although your mother is vicious and often badmouths you, she also cares about you; I don't need to say more about your father. , as long as there are difficulties, I will definitely help you, and I don’t have to be afraid of going up to the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​​​fire——"

"I told you no need..."

Kasumi Takegami, who originally didn't want her parents, who were editors, to know about the work she was involved in, and just wanted to secretly draw comics with Mochizuki, her cheeks turned red:

"Anyway...wait, when the time is right, you will see my long series in Shonen Jump! You don't have to go to such trouble!"

"A long series...?"

After hearing his daughter say such words, Takegami Tomosuke's voice faltered slightly:

"The goal is so ambitious... you actually skipped the short story and came to the long story?"

"Ahem...you don't have to worry about this!"

Perhaps due to the little thoughts of a young girl in adolescence, or perhaps simply shyness, Takegami Kasumi did not talk too much about the recent development of her manga career with her old father, and just exchanged a few words:

"Anyway, I'll talk to you about this when I'm ready - just wait quietly!"

".......Oh well."

Hearing that his daughter didn't seem to want to continue discussing these topics, the old father, who was originally curious about the movements of his little cotton-padded jacket comics, did not continue to ask questions.

After all, I haven’t heard my daughter’s voice for a long time... The man was silent for a moment, and his gentle voice sounded again:

"Since Xiao Cheng doesn't want to talk, I won't ask any more questions——"

"How are you doing lately? Are you happy?"

"How is your life lately...Is it okay?"

She stopped the pulley, smoothed her short skirt, and sat down in the stall next to her. The girl just held her cell phone and put it to her ear, her voice as always:

"It's a calm daily life, nothing special. Every time I close my eyes, it's another day - it's really no different from being on vacation in Tokyo. The only difference may be that I need to go to school in Toyama Prefecture."

"...Xiao Cheng is really a good homebody."

"Isn't it the same for you? You work overtime all day reviewing manuscripts and don't go out. Are you feeling bad?"

"...Oh, I have to go to work, you know."

There was some tension in his voice, and the man who always felt like he was being educated by his own daughter couldn't help but sigh:

"Forget it, Xiaocheng is 16 years old this year, and he is also a big kid - dad won't preach from now on, you just have to know it yourself."

"Okay...don't do this."

Although she was chatting with her father with almost no cover, so she seemed more aggressive than before - but it was obvious that Kasumi Takegami was always Kasumi Takegami, and she could not help but speak like this as she had never been able to hear her old father's lonely sigh. :

"Anyway...don't worry about me. Life is pretty good in Toyama County. My aunt takes good care of me. My classmates in Momoyama Garden are all very nice. The comic club is also running well. You are somewhat well-known in the local high school, so I hope you and your mother can live up to your reputation in Shonen Jump."

"yes......"

He lengthened his voice meaningfully, and the old father's voice seemed quite concerned:

"...You haven't stayed up late lately, have you? Have you listened to your Aunt Sakuraba?"

"Don't worry, everything is fine..."

I always felt that my father always talked about family matters for a long time when he called me. When I realized that something was wrong, Takegami Kasumi immediately decided to stop and started the next topic:

"Okay, okay, let's just ignore these useless topics -"

"That's all my business. Now it's your turn - has Dad encountered anything happy recently?"

"...happy things?"

After careful consideration, Takegami Tomosuke's voice paused for a moment before slowly speaking:

"As for the happy thing, maybe I met an interesting new person."

"Newbie?"

"Yes, he is a very thoughtful cartoonist... To be honest, your father really wants to train him and lead him on the right track. Wait until he has a million-dollar comic book and TV theaters , my good days are coming too.”

Speaking of this, Tomosuke Takegami's voice was somewhat uncontrollable, and his suppressed smile began to overflow:

"Of course... Xiaocheng, don't worry. After I finish training that talented little cartoonist, dad will not forget to get a hand from you - if you are not as good as you are now." If you are shy, feel free to contact me.”

"...There is definitely no such opportunity. You should train your little cartoonist carefully and improve his performance - maybe this way he can hold his head high in front of his mother."

Pouting his lips slightly, the little president with dog eyes felt a faint concern in his heart when he finished speaking.

As if there were some things he was very concerned about... After a brief silence, the little president Dog Eyes asked curiously:

"By the way, dad...who is that interesting newcomer you are talking about?"

"Hey, let's keep it a secret for now."

Perhaps due to work needs, or perhaps because of the need to hide his secrets, Takegami Tomosuke, a middle-aged man who only shows a slight smile when facing his family, also said mysteriously at this moment: