The Ritz-Carlton, Kyoto, belongs to the room of the night.

"Hmm, I almost forgot. ”

Fang Ye, who had just finished taking a shower and his hair was still wet, was about to leave the bathroom when he suddenly remembered something and turned back to the sink.

He carefully took out the stack of retrieved manuscripts from his coat, as well as the drawings he had drawn in the Asagami Mansion to verify his conjecture, pulled out the manuscript paper with the "Spare Four-Dimensional Pocket" on it, and then placed the "Miracle Original" belonging to the Mosquito Girl next to it.

Just like what happened in the studio of the Asagami Sakaki Mansion, the spare four-dimensional pocket of Doraemon on the drawing paper gradually bulged in front of his eyes, and then opened his mouth towards Fang Ye, such a strange change that he never got tired of seeing.

"This time, I don't have to worry about where to hide these drawings......

Fang Ye smiled slightly, and stuffed all the manuscript papers except for the mosquito girl's one into this pocket that came from the two-dimensional world to the three-dimensional world, and after stuffing it all, he also specially reached in and touched it, until he touched those manuscript papers, he was relieved to pull his hand out.

There were only two drawings left in front of him, one for the "Spare Four-Dimensional Pocket" and the other for the "Mosquito Girl" who was already a miracle manuscript.

The reason why he didn't hide the mosquito girl in the form of the drawing paper was because Fang Ye was worried that after putting her in his pocket, there would be no medium in his hand that could stimulate the change of the sketch in the "spare four-dimensional pocket".

"Well...... I don't need to hide the manuscript paper with the 'spare four-dimensional pocket' drawn, but I have to find a place to ...... the mosquito girl who has become the 'miracle manuscript'."

Fang Ye pondered for a moment, picked up the manuscript paper with the mosquito girl, and headed towards the chosen destination.

With a clang.

He quickly dipped the mosquito girl's drawing paper into the toilet tank, and then closed the lid again.

"Let's hide here for now. ”

Fang Ye, who had done everything, stuffed the manuscript paper with the "spare four-dimensional pocket" back into his jacket, and according to the experiment he had verified this afternoon, as long as they were far away from each other, the changed "alternate four-dimensional pocket" drawing paper would return to its original state, and it would still be just an ordinary painting to outsiders.

"Ha ......"

At this time, he couldn't help yawning, drowsiness welled up, and he hurriedly went out of the bathroom, turned off the light, and quickly buried himself in the bed.

It didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

And in another room in the hotel.

"Okay, I see, young master. ”

Yuyi, who ended the call, looked at the surveillance screen that had become dim, and knew that Fang Ye had rested, so he turned his head and said to his companions: "Next, his monitoring will be implemented in shifts, each person will be 8 hours, if he goes out tomorrow, he will also arrange someone to follow him, understand?"

"Yes!"

Nodding with satisfaction, Yuichi remembered the young master's instructions on the phone, so he told them a few more words and hurried out.

……………………………………

The next day, at 8:45 a.m.

"Sir, the Spanish baked eggs you ordered. ”

At the hotel's restaurant, I was gulping down the sushi rolls and waiting for the first hot dish from the waiter.

"Okay, thank you. ”

Looking at the baked eggs that were still steaming, Fang Ye swallowed his saliva, picked up the spoon and dug a large piece into his mouth.

"Hmm...... The taste is good, sure enough, it is a five-star luxury hotel in Dongying, and the breakfast is also a variety of tastes. ”

Fang Ye thought with a satisfied face, at this time, in addition to Dongying's sushi and omelets, there were also Chinese dry steamed siu mai, Singapore's butter toast, the hotel's homemade smoothies, etc., and even Sweden's famous pancakes he had taken.

Such a luxurious breakfast is naturally paid for by others.

The driver who brought him here last night mentioned to him that all his expenses in the hotel in the past few days were paid by the Asakami family, so he didn't have to worry.

So when he traveled to this world, Fang Ye, who hadn't enjoyed a good meal once, would not be polite, after all, as a contestant of the Kyoto Manga Drawing Society's shortlisted for this 'Tianyi Manga Awards', it is natural for him to be taken care of by these.

Not to mention that he also saved Naohiko Inoue and others last night, although this matter cannot be known to outsiders, he can only hide it deep in his heart.

"After eating this meal, do you go to the hospital first to see them or ......"

Fang Ye ate while thinking about what to do today.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

"Hey, Masashi?"

Looking at the number displayed, he quickly connected the phone.

"Yesang, you haven't forgotten what I asked you to inquire about yesterday, have you?!"

Masaki Hirota shouted on the phone.

"Ah...... Sorry yesterday...... I was so busy that I forgot to ask the people in the club......"

After listening to this, Fang Ye remembered that this guy had asked him yesterday morning, hoping that he would inquire in the community about who was the creator of "One Punch Man".

He really didn't take this matter to heart, not only because he encountered Tomie after that, and experienced a haunted house at night, but more importantly, this matter was not necessary at all.

Because he's the creator of "One Punch Man," where do you need to ask people......

"Heh, I guess you must have forgotten, shouldn't you be eliminated immediately because of the result of participating in the 'World One Comics Award' this time, so you don't want to contact the 'One World One Comics Award' now, right?"

"Uh...... Who told you I was eliminated?"

Fang Ye replied speechlessly.

"Didn't you tell me yesterday that you also participated in this year's 'Tianyi Comics Awards'? But among the shortlisted works announced on the official website, I didn't find you in the names of so many creators, so your work must have been eliminated in the on-site selection process at the main venue in Tokyo that day, right?"

Masatoshi Hirota continued chatteringly, "Although I didn't watch the live broadcast that night, I understand your feelings, Yasan. It felt like the two of us participated in the assessment of the university comic drawing club together, but you went in, but I was brutally eliminated......"

“…… You're quite right. ”

"Still, Yosan, you'll have to help me, but I've boasted in front of Yui-chan that I'll be the first to tell her who the creator of One Punch Man is, and I'm going to take her with me to meet that person. ”

After Hirota Masashi finished comforting Fang Ye, his tone changed and he returned to the original topic.

"Well, I'll find out for you. ”

The corners of Fang Ye's mouth twitched, and he replied helplessly.