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

Chapter 13 Women are different from each other

Namikaze Yuzuru has been working for Oda Shingo for several hours.

"Ah, can I use your bathroom?" Namikaze Youhe asked in a low voice, embarrassed.

"You're welcome. Please do as you please." Oda Nobuo didn't even raise his head.

Namikaze Youhe entered the small toilet room and locked the door carefully.

It’s so narrow and small, even worse than where I live.

Due to Namikaze Yukaku's personal habits, she has been practicing a kind of bat ninjutsu since she was a child, which makes it difficult for her to live in a group.

It’s easy to scare people…

The conditions were not good, but he could still persist in creating comics in such an environment. Namikaze Yuzuru thought to himself, and couldn't help but re-evaluate his evaluation of Oda Shingo.

This perfectly fits the stories my dad told me about being a hero who grew up in poverty.

Uh, maybe he should be called the Great Demon King? Namikaze Yuzuru recalled his teacher's casual comment.

Namikaze Youhe gently locked the door.

The lock is not working properly, right? She carefully kept her hand on the handle, fearing that someone might break in.

Flush it with water first, and then he won't hear any sound...

Namikaze Youhe blushed a little.

It was the first time for me to use someone else’s toilet after I grew up, and also the first time for me to enter a boy’s house.

After leaving the bathroom, Namikaze Youzuru glanced cautiously.

Oda Shingo was still concentrating on painting at the table, not paying any attention to himself.

After secretly letting out a sigh of relief, Namikaze Youhe returned to the table and started painting again.

In fact, she was worrying too much. Oda Shingo really didn't notice her.

As a ninja, Namikaze Yukaku always subconsciously acts in an occult way, which is also an important reason why she has few friends.

If she wasn't beautiful, she would probably be completely marginalized or invisible. But even if you try to pay attention to her, you will feel a chill.

It's a feeling of wandering in the darkness and specializing in the bleakest things.

The two of them just painted in silence.

After a long while, Oda Shingo suddenly looked up: "Hey? Namikaze-kun, have you used the restroom?"

Namikaze Youhe blushed a little: "I've used it."

“……”Oda Shingo didn’t know what to say.

He was totally oblivious.

Okay, keep drawing.

Under the light, both of them were concentrating, and only rustling sounds could be heard.

Oda Shingo suddenly thought of something: Hmm? Could Youhe be the legendary teammate who comes and goes without a trace?

Give it a try.

"Namikaze-kun?" Oda Shingo suddenly said in a low voice.

whoosh-

Namikaze Yuzuru who was standing beside the painting table seemed to disappear in an instant.

Then, suddenly, he appeared behind Oda Nobuo.

Oda Shingo broke out in a sweat instantly!
I guessed right!

Is there any supernatural power in this world?
Having said that, my soul and system are typical supernatural powers. What's so strange about that?

However, just a moment ago, it was just a feeling.

Oda Shingo confirmed the status.

Namikaze Youzuru is light and nimble, moves very quickly, and has long legs. He takes a step forward and appears behind me.

This is very reasonable!
Oda Shingo decided to give up thinking further.

Anyway, there is so much work to do, I don’t care, as long as she is willing to do it for me!
"Ah!" It was not until ten o'clock in the evening that Oda Nobuo suddenly uttered a cry.

Namikaze Youhe, who was concentrating on painting, was startled.

"Sorry! I forgot you haven't eaten yet." Oda Shingo quickly stood up.

In the past, he was a big producer in the animation industry, who had assistants to serve him and often neglected the details of life.

Now that there was a girl by his side, he felt as if he had returned to his previous life, and as a result, he forgot about eating. "I, I'm not hungry yet." Namikaze Youhe quickly said politely.

"No, no, I'll make something to eat." Oda Shingo began to look through the inventory.

But what kind of food can there be in such a small house?
Fortunately, there were two boxes of instant noodles and one rice ball left, and the rest were all eaten.

"This..." Oda Shingo scratched his head.

"Ah, I'll boil some water." Namikaze Youhe hurried over to help.

This is a habit of Japanese women. They have been influenced by everything since childhood and have developed the attitude that they should help at times like this.

Oda Shingo was a little uncomfortable. Although he had never been in a serious relationship in his previous life, he felt that he would never meet a girl like this in his original circle of life.

While the water was boiling, Oda Shingo continued to paint, and so did Namikaze Yukaku.

The whistle sounded indicating that the hot water was ready, and Namikaze Youhe got up and went to make instant noodles.

The noodles started to soak, and then both of them forgot about it...

"When our comic becomes popular, I will hire an assistant." Oda Shingo said this half an hour later.

"Good idea." Namikaze Youhe responded mumblingly while eating mushy instant noodles.

It seems like this is the first time I eat with a boy?

How many times have I fantasized about having my first meal with the boy I like in a luxurious French restaurant?

Unexpectedly, the reality is like this. Namikaze Youhe shrugged his shoulders secretly, feeling a little regretful, but not paying much attention.

The taste is good and it is quite fragrant.

"By the way, Nissin's instant noodles have always had ridiculous advertisements." Oda Shingo said with a smile.

I felt a little regretful after saying this. Although this brand exists in the world, its advertising style may not be the same.

"That's right! I think so too." Namikaze Youhe agreed.

I actually guessed it right?
"Ah, one box of instant noodles is not enough, right? Here are rice balls." Oda Shingo broke the only remaining rice ball in half with a napkin.

Then he handed over half of the rice ball.

Namikaze Youhe looked on blankly.

"How about adding it to instant noodles?" Seeing that she didn't take it, Oda Shingo made a heartless inference.

In fact, he actually did it.

A sentence appeared in Namikaze Youhe's mind. He didn't know when he had seen it in a book on life philosophy.

That is a line from "The Resentful Housewife":
[Men's brains, like their lower bodies, twitch from time to time.]
At that time, Namikaze Youhe didn't understand this sentence at all.

Now, she seemed to understand the second half of the sentence.

Well, I don’t expect to understand everything in the future, Namikaze Youhe thought subconsciously.

Oda Shingo stuffed the remaining half of the rice ball into his own bowl and kept stirring it with a plastic fork: "Adding the rice ball to the remaining soup of instant noodles and letting the rice grains absorb the soup is a delicacy I discovered by chance."

Namikaze Yuzuru did as he was told out of curiosity.

Then she took a bite.

Oda Shingo looked at her, worried about her reaction.

If it was a woman from my circle of friends in my previous life, I’m afraid she would glare at me, right?

Isn’t there a saying that goes, it’s better to cry in a BMW than laugh on the back of a bicycle?
"How does it feel?" Oda Shingo asked tentatively.

Namikaze Youzuru opened his mouth to answer...

Woo hum——

At this moment, there was a loud noise of a tram passing by outside the window.

The girl's voice was drowned out by the roar.

All Oda Shingo saw was the young girl smiling under the light.

She even stuck out her pink tongue and quickly licked a grain of rice from the corner of her mouth...

Oda Shingo understood.

No need to ask.

In his mind, he recalled a sentence from the book.

That is a sentence from "Memoirs of a Golden Wedding":
[Men and men are always the same. Women and women are different.]
Seeking follow-up reading (under the earth seat)

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(End of this chapter)