Tokyo, everyone is drawing comics, who still wants to fall in love?

In the business room of the club restaurant, there is a faint fragrance floating in the air.

Oda Shingo didn't know whether it was the burning sandalwood or from the landlady.

Some women are born with a hint of fragrance. Especially young girls, many men have said that their girlfriends have a sweet smell, but most of them will lose it after marriage.

But this landlady should not be one of them, right?

Oda Shingo took the opportunity to take a serious look at the landlady while she was looking at the menu.

Phoenix eyes, willow leaf eyebrows, slender nose and cherry mouth, these are facial features that are very consistent with classical beauty. Especially after wearing an elegant kimono, the elegant characteristics of the landlady's behavior are perfectly set off.

If you describe the feeling that the landlady gave him at this moment, then the first thing that comes to mind is the plum blossoms in winter.

It is a kind of elegance and nobleness that comes from the bones.

Oda Shingo only feels that he is appreciating beauty, not staring at a beautiful woman.

"..." Mrs. Yukino Fuyu soon noticed that Oda Shingo was looking at her, but she didn't deliberately make any shy expressions. Instead, she looked up and asked very naturally, "Mr. Oda, are you thinking that there is still a guest who hasn't arrived?"

"Are you talking about the friend in the comics industry that Mrs. Yukino mentioned before?" Oda Shingo smiled, "I think I'm smart, and I won't wait for someone who doesn't exist."

"Oh? Mr. Oda is a smart man." Mrs. Yukino Fuyu heard it and laughed lightly, but she didn't show her teeth.

Since you didn't appear with you, that friend must be you. Oda Shingo is now certain in his heart.

When Mrs. Yukino Fuyu mentioned her friend, Oda Shingo thought of this possibility: she didn't want to read comics in Oda Shingo's room.

After all, she is the last person to die. Although entering a young man's room may not necessarily lead to any bad rumors, it should be avoided if possible.

She found a decent statement just right, and found a very suitable place for business negotiations. Oda Shingo felt that Mrs. Fuyu was very good at handling things.

"It's easy to negotiate with Mr. Oda."

"No, it's Mrs. Yukino who is capable."

The two of them praised each other for their business, and neither of them said anything to avoid suspicion, because they were both smart people.

In the memory of Oda Shingo's previous life, the landlord Mrs. Yukino Fuyuki was from a noble family, and her husband's background was also a big boss. After inheriting the property, she became a rich and beautiful woman.

There was a social survey, and it was said that a large proportion of Japanese women hoped that their husbands would die as soon as possible.

This involves the tendency of Japanese inheritance debts. According to the judgment convention, the large debts of the husband will disappear, but the inheritance can be mostly inherited by the wife.

In addition, the traditional social status of women in Japan is low, and boxing and fitness exercises have caused a mess of men lying flat. Multiple factors have caused this strange result.

However, when thinking about the issue of her husband, Oda Shingo suddenly realized that Yukino Fuyuki's surname did not change with her ex-husband.

There are three possibilities for this situation: one is that the surname is not changed in the new era; the second is that the marriage has not been consummated; the third is that the man marries into the wife's family...

"Ding————" the dinner bell rang lightly.

When Mrs. Yukino Fuyu called the waiter, Oda Shingo withdrew his gaze at the right time.

After ordering a few dishes simply, the landlady and Oda Shingo chatted about the weather in Tokyo and the sluggish social economy.

After the dishes came, the two ate a little.

"Mr. Oda, don't be so reserved." Yukino Fuyu suddenly spoke with a relaxed tone.

She noticed that Oda Shingo's eating movements were obviously deliberate and seemed a bit rigid.

"Ah, sorry, this is the first time I've eaten such high-end ingredients..." Oda Shingo quickly put down the sushi with chopsticks.

"Mr. Oda is joking, don't worry too much." Is this your first time eating high-end ingredients? Yukino Fuyu was a little unconvinced.

Because she had found that although Oda Shingo's movements were reserved, his table manners were very standard and polite, but there were some places... that made people feel that they were not Japanese habits.

For example, using chopsticks to pick up sushi is something that Japanese people are not good at doing. Ordinary Japanese, even those who claim to be high-ranking officials, eat sushi with their hands.

Also, when drinking miso soup, Oda Shingo used a spoon instead of chopsticks like most Japanese people.

But when eating some high-end ingredients, he obviously knows how to do it, and he doesn't look like a student from an ordinary family at all.

In the survey data obtained before, Oda Shingo should not have such performance.

This is quite contradictory, Yukino Fuyu wondered.

The two of them finished eating quickly.

Oda Shingo has been in a survival dining mode these days, and today he can eat good food.

Yukino Fuyu didn't order much food, and he was as frugal as Japanese habits, and he would not waste it to show hospitality.

After the meal, the waiter served green tea.

Japanese people always have the habit of drinking clear tea after a meal.

Close your eyes and drink the clear tea.

Yukino Fuyu exhaled a breath of tea fragrance with satisfaction.

"Hey? West Lake Longjing?" Oda Shingo looked at the teacup in surprise.

Mrs. Yukino Fuyu was even more surprised: "Mr. Oda, do you know much about Chinese tea?"

"I know a little bit, but Chinese tea ceremony is profound and extensive, so I can't even talk about research." Oda Shingo turned the Japanese teacup without a handle in his hand, showing a slightly regretful expression, "It's just a pity to use this kind of teacup for West Lake Longjing, which ruins the color of the tea."

"Oh, Mr. Oda does know a lot about tea. The opaque porcelain cup wastes the clear tea color of Longjing." Yukino Shendong felt the same way.

The two chatted about tea.

To Yukino's deep winter's surprise, Oda Shingo really knew a lot about tea, and he didn't look like a dropout who came from an ordinary family and whose parents both died.

It seems that he is a person with a little secret... Yukino Mito smiled.

In fact, it is because Oda Shingo was a successful person in his previous life. How many bosses in China who have some money don't understand tea?

Of course, as a senior volume master, he has a deeper understanding of coffee.

The two chatted happily at the tea ceremony. Oda Shingo paid attention to the time and then said: "I would like to ask, which manga company is Mrs. Yukino a shareholder?"

Mrs. Yukino Mito's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she quickly regained her composure: "Mr. Oda, you really don't look like a college student."

"I am a university dropout." Oda Shingo shrugged and laughed at himself, "Actually, it is easy to guess that Mrs. Yukino can come to collect rent. You are obviously not a staff member. But you are interested in comics and want to discuss with me, so the biggest It may be the controlling shareholder.”

"Yes, then I'll tell you the truth." Mrs. Yukino Midfuyu nodded, took out a business card, stood up and presented it with both hands, "Let me introduce you again, Springfield Bookstore Director (Director) Yukino Midfuyu, Mr. Oda. care."

At the same time, at the door of a shabby apartment next to the tramway.

"This is it." Todo Xiangcheng looked at the dilapidated house curiously, preparing to knock on the door and get to know his idol author.

In a large supermarket not far away, Namikaze Yukuru, who had finished class early, was buying some food on his way to Oda Shingo's apartment.

The two are about to meet...

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