“Is it the same day? I’ll have to check the time.”

When the topic suddenly shifts to the story of soccer, someone returns to the original story.

“Anyway, I think this episode was aimed at Tengen-sensei?”

“Wow, the fight between a serious man and Fasiencia is so much fun, isn’t it?”

“It would be great if our teachers also participated in a race like this.”

“Hey, your grades look dangerous these days.”

“Oh, I can’t even eat rice these days because of this.”

The expression on the employee’s face suddenly turned gloomy.

*

“Good morning. Teacher.”

“Look! Tegoshi!”

As soon as Tegoshi entered the studio, Kido called him.

“Yeah. Teacher.”

As Tegoshi approached, Kido held out his hand and said.

“Did the book come out this time? Please give it to me.”

“Ah yes.”

Tegoshi rummaged through his bag and pulled out a new Weekly Shonen Hero. It’s a new book that came out today in the editorial department, and it’s still in a warm state before being sprayed outside.

The editors in charge bring the book to the cartoonists first.

Kido, who received the book, hurriedly opened it. Of course, his interest is Pasiencia, which has been released this time.

And when he finished reading Fasiencia, his expression hardened.

“Why? Please?”

“This episode is great…”

As his expression was not serious, he felt a strange sense of alienation.

“Yeah? What?”

Then, suddenly, Kido started laughing bizarrely with a strange expression.

With a face like a villain in a cartoon.

“Kukk. It’s fun. It’s fun. It tastes like it should come out like this.”

As he said that, he began to laugh louder and louder.

The faces of the fishermen who saw it turned blue. It was because he was afraid of the words behind that expression.

And Assisi’s prediction was about to become a reality.

Kido, who was laughing like crazy, suddenly shouted.

“Namba-kun! I’m drawing right now…”

“Attack it!”

“town!”

Suddenly, the fishermen ran up to Kiddo, covered his mouth and grabbed him.

“Mukai! Hurry up and hold on to you too! The teacher’s runaway must be stopped!”

“Yep!”

“Eup, this… What is this, Eup! town!”

“Hold on tighter!”

“I’ll be back to my sanity in a little while, so hold on until then!”

“Let go, let go! these guys! town! town!”

All six fishermen cling to Kiddo, completely blocking him.

Kido put blood on his forehead and struggled, but to no avail.

The person in charge, who had been watching him, looked at him with a puzzled expression, and then Kido’s wife with a tray approached him.

She smiled calmly as usual and greeted her manager.

“Oh, Mr. Tegoshi. welcome.”

“Ah, madam. Good morning. But, now the situation is……”

“Oh, you are all full of energy today. Is the weather hot? Oh, look at my mind. I’ll bring you something to drink.”

Saying that, he roared happily and walked to the kitchen.

The person in charge who saw it looked back at the studio that was turning into a mess again.

“Not this time! never!”

“Yes! I lost 3kg these days! So this time…”

“Absolutely stop! Our lives are at stake!”

“·················ogue.”

End

– Personally, I’m sorry.

“Well, there is nothing I can do. Serious man, like the last episode, this one wasn’t a joke either.”

– But it was only a difference of 10 votes.

Jiro takes a deep breath as he is really sad.

His heart is immediately felt in his voice over the phone.

But personally, it’s close to defeat.

He can’t keep up at all, even in an extremely advantageous situation.

It is not known exactly why, but it is clear that Kido has awakened properly.

Perhaps it will not be easy to win with the current Kido as Pasiencia.

***

A cafe on the second floor in downtown Tokyo.

Perhaps because it is known that the owner of this place is from the Manga Research Society, this place is famous for otaku who are addicted to manga.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

Maybe that’s why, inside, cartoon-related goods, character garage kits, plastic models, various bromides, and magazines specializing in anime are stocked.

In such a place, a gathering of about a dozen people from a nearby university’s comics research group is noisy from the window seat.

No, this is not a special sight because there are many such people.

Anyway, they were blooming with the story of “Touch” by Mitsuru Adachi, a popular manga that is currently being serialized on Boys’ Sunday.

“There have already been several double-tracks on Kazuya’s death.”

“Is there such a thing?”

“what? I did not know? Minami said ‘Kazuya doesn’t live long because he cares too much about other people’. And there are a few more other than that. I made a point

It came out strangely…”

“It came from the title. It’s called touch.”

“Why is that a double line?”

“Touch the baton. It means a change of place.”

“Oh, I just found out. Are you surprised?”

“I also. I didn’t know the title had such a meaning.”

Some look really surprised, others look at them with pity.

“Nevertheless, Kazuya’s death was truly a shock. I’ve been watching Adachi-sensei’s work, but I’m sure Kazuya, who is no different from the main character in the love comedy Touch, will die.

I never imagined that.”

“It’s the first time I’ve been shocked to see Minky die a long time ago.”

“I was most shocked by the annihilation of the giant Ideon.”

“Hey, are you suddenly out of touch while talking? Focus on the subject!”

The male and female college students who had been discussing for such a long time naturally ended the conversation about touch after a while and went straight to the story of the new work.

And the first story that came out was the cartoon ‘Samsara’, which they have been most interested in recently.

“Do you have any opinions on the advanced zombie ‘Baruna’ that appeared in the last episode?”

“The guy who appeared before is Indra, and the guy who appeared this time is Baruna, so doesn’t that mean that there are six more advanced zombies left?”

“why?”

“In Indian mythology, the east side of the eight directions representing the eight directions is Indra and Baruna to the west. What’s left is south, north, and southeast, northeast, southwest and northwest

it was.”

Everyone admires his words, saying, “Oh.”

“Hey, how did you know that?”

“I was looking for some Indian mythology.”

Saying so, the man with glasses shrugged and raised his nose.

Then someone brings up a new story.

“By the way, isn’t the ranking too low in Samsara Boy Heroes right now?”

“okay. Still, I was a little concerned about it. Not long ago, I was meeting with the boys of another school’s research group, and I heard strange stories there.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Samsara may be short-lived because it is serialized in Boy Heroes.”

“It’s a single name. What are you talking about?”

“If the ranking is low, the manga will be discontinued. So, to prevent that, dozens of research groups sent me a questionnaire at the same time as I bought the magazine.”

“Ah, that’s why the rankings are hovering around the top 10 these days.”

“okay. Otherwise, it would have been pushed to the lower ranks and disappeared.”

“Should I still have to stop the serialization of comics like that? Still, the name is a manga magazine.”

At that, a fat young man jumped up excitedly.

“Do you think the people who run publishing houses will care about that? Do you know that one or two masterpieces disappeared because of their ignorance?”



“Hey, why are you so excited again?”

Someone comes in and calms him down.

But the excited man did not stop.

“I was just trying to watch, but I can’t because I’m watching Samsara rankings these days.”

“Then what are you going to do?”

“Somehow, I have to send a questionnaire. Until now, I had ignored that it was only sent by little children, but now is not the time to ask about that.”

“Did you? I have to let go from now on.”

“I also.”

***

“Good morning. Teacher.”

“welcome. uh?”

When Jiro enters the studio with two large boxes on top, he greets them.

He looked precarious, so Park Sang-sik hurriedly received a box.

“Ah, thank you.”

“What are those boxes?”

Jiro answered my question by putting the box down on the table.

“Yeah. It was sent by Pasiencia fans and Samsara fans.”

The fishermen who were working seemed to be surprised by Jiro’s words, so they all raised their heads at once. And everyone’s eyes started to shine.

Seon-hee is squatting and looking at the box when she arrives. Then he looks at me with his twinkling eyes and asks.

“Can I take a look at this?”

“then. It’s like coming to you.”

Jiro nodded his head at those words.

“of course. Release it.”

Seon-hee starts to open the box with a slight smile on her face.

At that time, the fishermen also came and looked inside the box that Seon-hee opened.

“Oh my, are these all letters?”

“How many cans? Will it be over a hundred?”

“453 boxes, everything in that box was sent by Fasiencia fans.”

Everyone’s eyes widen at Jiro’s explanation.

Seon-hee picked up several bundles of letters and began to open one of them and examine it.

After reading all the letters, Seon-hee carefully placed them on the table and started reading another letter this time.

The fish, who came to me out of curiosity, looked around, but they were all written in Japanese, so it’s just a matter of taste.

Park So-mi approached Seon-hee and spoke softly.

“Little teacher. Can you please read me? I am very curious about the content.”

“···········?”

“We don’t know Japanese.”

As soon as Seon-hee understood, she immediately began to read the fan letter she had heard aloud over and over again.

“To Mr. Tengen. Good morning. My name is Shota, who is in the 5th grade of elementary school. My dream is to be a soccer player…”

“·················ogue.”

“·················ogue.”

I’ve read a few more letters, but they’re typical and childish because they were written by typical Japanese elementary and middle school children.

Maybe that’s why the fishermen who were listening to Seon-hee’s letter read awkwardly and said to Seon-hee.

“Oh, it’s okay now. You don’t even have to read it aloud.”

Saying so, they slowly retreat to their seats.

It seems that the content of the letter has lost interest. Seeing that, I smiled and Seon-hee looked at me and asked.

“Why are you laughing?”

“It is nothing. But are the letters interesting?”

Seonhee nodded her head vigorously at my question.

“Oh, that’s fun.”

“okay?”

“Huh. It’s a letter to my brother and me. I am the first to receive such a letter. So it feels good.”

“Ah… is that so?”



Jjasik is touching this oppa’s heart again.

Then Jiro told me if he remembered something.

“Ah, and the time for the book to come out soon has come, so please cover it.”

“I still have a few covers that I’ve come up with in advance.”

“Yeah?”

“It’s Seon-hee.”

At my words, Seon-hee puts down the letter she was reading, goes to her seat, and brings out some pictures.

Since the color is not specialized, he handed me ten black-and-white covers, went back to the place where the letters were piled up, and started reading.

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