"It's already 3 o'clock in the morning, no wonder I yawn again and again......"

In a mansion belonging to the Asagami family in Kamikyo Ward, the fat man Sakurai, who was still emotional because of the unknown life and death of Asakami Orihime, had eased the expression on his face at this time, and he looked at the watch he was wearing on his left hand and said softly.

"Mr. Sakurai, why don't you go upstairs and rest for a while, you've been drawing for nearly 6 hours. ”

As if hearing the commotion, Sakaki Asagami took his eyes off the computer screen and turned to persuade the fat man Sakurai, who was still buried in his head at the painting table.

"No need, in order to rescue Miss Orihime as soon as possible, I must complete the NAME written in front of Yukawa before nine o'clock and hand it over to Akiko and Takao as soon as possible, after all, this is the only thing I can do for Miss Orihime now. ”

The fat man Sakurai shook his head when he heard this, and although he yawned, the pen in his hand did not shake a minute, and continued to sketch extremely perfect lines on the drawing board.

He was desperately trying to draw a comic that was going to be produced overnight.

"And don't forget who I am, Sakaki Asagami, as a real manga artist, you only need to sleep 3 hours a day. ”

"Sakurai-sensei's ......"

When Asagami was about to speak, a loud mobile phone rang suddenly reverberated in the room.

"Sorry, I'm out on the phone......"

Noticing Sakurai's disgruntled gaze, he hurriedly apologized, picked up his phone and hurried to the hallway outside the room.

"President, it's me. Fang Ying woke up just now, and I asked you all about it. ”

The voice of Naohiko Inoue, vice president of Kyoto University's Manga Society, came from his mobile phone.

"yes, what did he say?"

He said......"

……………………………………

Half an hour ago.

In a special ward at Kyoto University Hospital, Fang Ye, who had just woken up in a daze, was 'savoring' the first pain he had ever suffered.

"Damn, it seems that only the neck and head can move all over the body, and the other parts don't obey the call at all, am I paralyzed?"

As soon as he regained consciousness, he didn't pay attention to Naohiko Inoue, who had just stepped into the ward and walked towards him, he cared more about his current physical condition.

Although he is glad that he survived that nightmare, if he becomes such a situation where life is worse than death, wouldn't his lucky crossing, his big goals, and perfect plans all be in vain?!

"Fang Jun, did you hear me?"

Suddenly, a large hand reached out in front of his eyes and shook it.

Inoue Naohiko looked at Fang Ye, who still didn't look at him, and even the other party's face gradually became sad, as if he understood something, and hurriedly said:

"You don't have to worry too much, the situation was really dangerous when I sent you here, you were horribly hot all over your body, but now the temperature has subsided, it's just that your body is in severe muscle cramps because of the high fever, and you have to recuperate for a while to recover. ”

“…… Is that so? So I'm not paralyzed?"

Fang Ye's eyes gradually became focused, as if he was afraid that he had heard it wrong, and asked for confirmation again in a hoarse voice.

"Not only are you the only survivor compared to the rest of the room, but you're so lucky. ”

Naohiko Inoue said in a complicated tone.

"Don't worry, since you have joined our comic painting club, we will definitely promise to cure you and let your body recover as before. But before that, I wish you could tell me what really happened in the parlor at that time?"

"At that time......"

When his attention was taken away from his body and instead focused on remembering how he had survived, the words that Fang Yegang wanted to say suddenly stuck in his throat.

He's remembered!

In the face of the terrible murderer Ezo's head-on sword, he suddenly seemed to be possessed by a god, and involuntarily punched out, and then hit the other party so that there was no scum left!!, and the fist shook the earth, and the entire meeting room was wiped out before his vision became dark?!!

It's like a scene that only happens in comics, one punch, and he uses one punch!

Caricature...... That's right, it's a comic!

That kind of scene is exactly the same as the scene in the ace debut he chose to kill the enemy with one punch several times!

Those images in my memory are not dreams! They can't be such coincidences!

So, was he possessed by Saitama at that time?

Extremely surprised, and at the same time quickly thinking about why that scene happened, the most important thing is why he was possessed by Saitama, and whether his current situation is so-called unable to control the power and pay too much price?

Too many doubts rose in his heart, followed by uncontrollable excitement.

Because of a drink and a peck, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and when death leaves, it brings a huge surprise.

After experiencing the catastrophe of life and death, he determined that the first manga he chose was a work that could create miracles in this world!

After all, this is an answer that almost took my life to verify!

When I think of this world, although manga artists and novelists are highly respected, the only people who really have a special influence in the world are manga artists and novelists who can create miracles.

No matter where else he is, there are only two such big people in Dongying!

This unexpected surprise came too quickly, too much to catch him off guard.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't move now, he would have jumped up and painted, to see if he could reproduce the miracle.

"Fang Jun! Fang Jun, are you okay?"

When Fang Ye was summoned back to his senses again, he finally remembered that he had to be careful to deal with the difficulties in front of him.

"I'm sorry, but when I think about it, I ......"

"I understand, you calm down first and talk slowly......"

"Everything has to start with the consultant teacher Orihime after the end of the assessment, take a few of us to the living room to talk......"