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

Chapter 659: Monster? Prank? (Announcement near the end)

Namikaze Yuzuru returned to his hometown, and Oda Shingo helped buy a lot of things and put them in the car.

It has to be said that Namikaze Yukaku still had some resentment, and it was obvious in her eyes that she was expecting Oda Shingo to go back to his hometown with her.

Fujido Kaoru went to clean the dojo and prepare for the New Year.

Yuko Mikami also returned home with her brother Saburo Mikami. Although they had a bad relationship with their parents, they still had to fulfill their filial duties.

Now, it was rare that Oda Shingo was alone at home.

Originally the studio wasn't very busy, but at least there were a lot of people. Now it has suddenly become deserted, and he is really a little uncomfortable with it.

After sitting in the studio for a while, Oda Shingo made a cup of tea and stood in front of the blackboard to think about what to draw next.

It was not until he finished drinking the tea and put down the cup that he suddenly realized that he had brewed Japanese tea. It was the kind of tea with rice soup added, which was simply an alien in the eyes of the Chinese.

"It turns out that I have become accustomed to life here, even without realizing it..." Oda Shingo smiled.

Have you fully integrated into this society? Although the memories of my previous life are not blurred, I have also acquired many Japanese habits.

Looking around, I saw a large number of posters and illustrations of my works on the walls of the studio.

Starting from "One Punch Man", "Parasyte", "GANTZ", "Spy House", "Goblin Slayer", "Cells at Work", "Uncle in Another World", "Trickster Takagi-san", "Saint Seiya", "Couple's Growth Diary", "Naruto", "Dragon Ball", "Attack on Titan", "Slam Dunk", "The Visible Girl", "Puella Magi Madoka Magica"...

He gently reached out and touched the papers and printed posters on the wall, feeling a mixture of emotions in his heart.

Oda Shingo could even remember some details of the paintings in many places.

They were all drawn stroke by stroke by myself, and filled with personal understanding. They are not simple copies of works from another world.

Fortunately, I have three close friends around me who work hard with me. I can't complete so many works with a half-dead system alone. However, the system bonus is also indispensable, otherwise the efficiency is not enough.

Until the latest completed work "Saint Legend", many of his works are like shining monuments, leaving traces on his own comic creation path.

Oda Shingo stayed in the workshop for a long time.

Then he walked out.

Although the weather was a bit cold, the air was fresh and the sun was shining.

Oda Shingo opened his arms and took a deep breath.

"Excuse me." A mover who was moving next door bowed slightly to Oda Shingo.

Oda Shingo immediately returned the bow.

Very natural, as if one was already used to this etiquette.

"This feeling..." Oda Shingo looked at the Japanese buildings around him, wondering in his heart whether he still felt like a guest.

If you ignore your Chinese soul that cannot be melted, there is still a slight feeling in your body.

Yes, there is still a slight feeling of being in a foreign land...

At this time, several movers came over and took a rest on the side of the road.

When he took out the water to drink, a porter glanced at Oda Shingo and said, "I envy you for living in such a luxurious house."

Oda Shingo just smiled.

"The owner of this house is also a rich person, and very beautiful, super beautiful."

"Oh? How old is she?" Oda Shingo frowned. Could it really be Kurokawa Rumiko?
The porter shook his head: "I haven't seen it, but a colleague told me about it."

Oda Shingo nodded, didn't ask any further questions, and strolled along the street.

Christmas is coming and it's time to buy gifts.

He bought four gifts very seriously, spending more than 100,000 yen.

Although according to his spending power, spending millions of yen is nothing, he thinks that gifts express feelings, and it is enough to make the other party like it.

When I was walking back to the studio, a few small figures suddenly flashed by a Buddhist shrine on the side of the road.

"It's him? You actually like him?"

"Keep your voice down." "A little handsome, but not that bad, right?"

If my body hadn't been strengthened and my hearing wasn't much better than that of an ordinary person, I wouldn't have been able to hear these whispers.

Oda Nobuo followed the reputation and went there, but found nothing.

No, I must have heard it.

He walked over and looked at the small Buddha statue in the roadside shrine.

The stone Buddha statue keeps its hands clasped together, and there is nothing unusual about it.

Suspecting that he was hallucinating, Oda Shingo walked back to the studio.

But when he was about to open the door, he felt someone's eyes on him again.

But the movers had already left, and no one should be watching over me.

He turned his head suddenly in alertness, only to see several tiny figures flash by in the distance.

Kind of like a cat or a dog.

No! Oda Shingo quickly ran to the corner of the street, but found nothing.

He returned home vigilantly and retrieved the surveillance records installed at the door.

This time he saw it clearly. The screen showed clearly that when he opened the door, there were a few little creatures looking at him from a distance.

One was an umbrella that looked like a toy, but the handle was a child's leg; one was a furry little animal that looked like a raccoon cat; one was a miniature little girl with long hair and wearing a kimono; and the other was actually the small stone Buddha statue that he had seen in the shrine!
Oda Shingo was stunned.

If this video were posted online, would it shock the world? But most people would definitely think it was a special effect.

Oda Shingo took out his cell phone and the first thing he thought of was to call the police.

But after thinking about it, if it really is a monster, it seems...

As I was thinking about it, my cell phone rang.

"Eh? Deep winter?" Oda Shingo found that it was Mrs. Yukino who called.

Mrs. Yukino's gentle voice came from the microphone: "I'm on my way back. But I like to take it slow, so I'm not sure when I'll arrive."

"Although I am eager to see you, I still want to remind you not to worry and be careful on the road. What are you taking to come back? I'll pick you up." Oda Shingo said with concern.

Mrs. Yukino still rejected his proposal: "I brought some old friends from my hometown this time. It was a bit chaotic, and some people even ran over early."

She sighed, "But they said they'd leave after seeing you once, so I hope they don't cause any trouble for you."

"Why should we be so polite? Let's all stay here." Oda Shingo said with a smile, "By the way, I just encountered a strange thing. I think I saw a Zashiki-warashi..."

"..."

"Don't disbelieve me. I'll show you the video when I get back. This is not a special effect."

Mrs. Yukino spoke helplessly, and seemed to have a headache: "Um... please help me delete the video..."

"what?"

"I'll explain it to you when I get back. They don't mean any harm, they just acted a little crazy."

"You know him?" Oda Shingo was surprised. "Is this a prank by your friend?"

"Actually... it's not a prank..."

"What's going on?" Oda Shingo was even more confused.

In my impression, Mrs. Yukino is a wealthy woman whose fortune is somewhat mysterious and who has considerable influence. But how is she related to monsters?

"I will explain everything to you slowly when I come back," Mrs. Yukino warned.

Oda Shingo agreed.

It seems that this Christmas will not be peaceful?

(End of this chapter)