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

Chapter 59: I am wearing this shameful thing for you to see?

As soon as Oda Shingo saw the opponent's posture, he knew he was a martial arts trainer.

Just a few moments ago, Bajiquan was recognized and blocked the way. This person has very good eyesight.

The Bajiquan popular in Japan strangely does not inherit the method of the orthodox Chinese Bajiquan. The most famous move is actually Tieshan Kao, not the Eight Great Moves.

It is said that the master who was originally sent to Japan from China to teach Baji Quan was the one who was the best at hiding moves among the masters. I don’t know if it is because of this reason that the Bajiquan popular in Japan is not good at the eight major moves.

"Excuse me, I am the twelfth generation of Todo-ryu and the head of Todo-ryu." The bald middle-aged man introduced himself, placing his hands straight on his sides, and his burly body bowed at an angle of thirty degrees.

The movements are slow, but full of strength, and the feeling of a martial artist is vigorously exposed.

He is naturally the father of Todo Xiangcheng, the head of Todo. I came to the small street to buy something, and happened to see Oda Shingo's dispute.

He originally planned to step forward and lift the two of them away one by one, but he noticed that one party seemed to have some skills.

Continuing to observe, he was surprised to find that this handsome young man had extraordinary skills.

"I noticed just now that when you were explaining, you always kept your hands at bay. You didn't have to knock the opponent down until he pounced on him, and the control was not harmful. This kind of martial arts mentality is not seen in many young people!" Master Todo said sincerely Praise.

"Hmm, hello. Thank you for the compliment, I have to go." Oda Shingo wanted to avoid it. He was not very interested in martial arts, let alone fighting.

However, Master Todo took half a step to the side and blocked it: "If you don't mind, I hope to come to my dojo to have a discussion."

"I'm just a cartoonist. I'm going home." Oda Shingo changed directions and tried to avoid it.

"A cartoonist?" Master Todo became even more excited when he heard this, his eyes gleaming completely blocking him, "It is necessary for us to have an in-depth discussion!"

Fortunately, he had years of education from Todo Xiangcheng. Otherwise, based on his character, he would have shouted something like "I have a daughter" long ago.

Oda Shingo didn't want to get entangled anymore, so he rushed past him with a sudden step. In his mind, the Bajiquan ability can only be maintained for a dozen seconds.

"Hey, I don't mean any harm." The difference in stature was huge, and Master Todo didn't expect that the other party would escape, and he slipped away accidentally.

But the young man ran away.

I want to pursue it, but it seems inappropriate.

Head Todo walked up to Ryota Sato, lowered his head and asked him: "Hey, you reckless boy, do you know that handsome boy just now?"

Sato Ryota was already feeling aggrieved, and he was even more unhappy after hearing this: "I don't know, who knows!"

"Think about it, think hard." Master Todo stretched out two casserole-sized fists to both sides of his head.

Gah baba, clenched fists as big as casseroles clenched softly.

This is really a casserole-sized fist.

Ryota Sato: "I think I can remember..."

Mr. Fujido got the contact information he wanted.

Although Ryota Sato blocked Oda Shingo, it was still easy to retrieve his mobile phone number.

"Oda Shingo? Why do I feel like I heard it somewhere?" Master Todo scratched his barren scalp.

Ryota Sato picked up his handbag from the ground and planned to sneak away.

"Huh? Ah! Oda Shingo took the wrong bag!" Sato Ryota was shocked. He pulled out a pair of slippers and shook them depressedly.

The bags they had just thrown on the ground had almost the same appearance, but Oda Shingo picked up the wrong bag when he left.

"It's a pity that I bought something for my girlfriend. Forget it, it's a few thousand yen. I hope he really pays back..." Sato Ryota was depressed and wanted to throw away the slippers.

"Don't throw away other people's things." Master Todo grabbed it.

This is an excuse to find the other person.

Go back and give it to the girl at home, and let her get in touch with this young man by returning the things. It may be a good thing.

The first child born was named Todo! The head of Todo Hall thought happily and left humming a little tune.

On the other side, dilapidated apartments next to the tram tracks.

"Okay, keep working." Oda Shingo returned home and returned to comics work.

Take a look at the website first.

Recommendations and traffic are all going well, and collections are rising again, which can be said to be a rapid growth.

Oda Shingo believes this is just the beginning, and his goal is to get half of the traffic to Guneisha's website.

At least the original work has reached this level. I have absorbed a lot of opinions afterwards and added personal understanding and modifications. The effect should be better.

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, Namikaze Yukaku came first.

College students have much more freedom than high school students, and she always arrives first.

"I'm back." Namikaze Yukaku walked in and changed into slippers.

"Namikaze-kun, I bought you something. It's in the handbag at the door." Oda Shingo was leaning on the table and writing like flying skills.

"Ah, thank you for taking care of me." Namikaze Youkaku raised the corner of his mouth and quickly picked up the handbag at the door.

The handbag had a common drawstring closure. She touched it carefully first and tried to guess what was inside.

It's very light in weight and soft to the touch, like something like clothing.

Oda Shingo said without looking back: "It's specially customized. You can like it if you like it. Try it on. It's a universal code, but I don't know if it's suitable."

Namikaze Youkaku closed the door and stood at the door, unzipped the sealing cord of the handbag and looked inside.

At first, I didn't understand it, so I pulled some of the things out...

Pink, very thin, and translucent fabric...

There was also a place where the fabric was lace, with the word [鬼] embroidered on it. There was also a soft opening, as if it could be opened by moving it left or right...

Hamikaze Yuzuru frowned and looked at it for a long time, then suddenly let out a soft "ah", and the thing in her hand almost fell to the ground.

Her face flushed instantly!

"Ori, Oda-kun, this, this delicate thing is..."

"I asked a workshop to make it. Try putting it on?" Oda Shingo wondered what she was doing standing at the door, so she put on her slippers and came in.

"Put it on..." Namikaze Yuzuru felt her ears were burning.

No, no, absolutely not!

Even if Oda-kun wanted to see it, it was not allowed!

At least he had to be taken back to his hometown to meet his parents...

"Ori, Oda-kun, thank you, but..." Namikaze Yuzuru wanted to refuse.

She didn't even have the slightest idea of ​​suspecting that Oda Shingo might be a bad person...

Click.

The door slammed again, and the key was inserted.

Namikaze Yukaku was startled, and hurriedly crumpled the handbag and the erotica into a ball and stuffed them into her carry-on bag.

Although the opening was tight and the inside was full, she finally managed to force it in before the door opened.

"I'm here." Fujido Kaoara came in, "What a coincidence? Namikaze Yukaku, you just came back? Hey, why is your face so red?"

"I, I choked on my saliva."

"Huh? You didn't drink water either, where is the water cup?"

"That... it's not water, it's saliva, right, that's why I choked on my saliva!"

"Oh - but I didn't hear you cough?"

"... choking!"

"?"

Anyway, the afternoon work was carried out normally.

It's just that during the meal, Namikaze Yukaku lowered his head like a thief, and didn't look at Oda Shingo the whole time.

"?" Oda Shingo didn't understand.

He noticed that Namikaze Yukaku didn't change his slippers, but he just thought that the other party didn't like it, or felt that it looked like a handmade product and didn't want to wear it.

When finishing work at night, Oda Shingo found that Namikaze Yukaku's work efficiency was obviously slower than usual.

Oda Shingo also noticed that:

When Namikaze Yukaku left, he suddenly looked back at him.

That look was strange...