Tokyo, by the sea.

An old man with gray hair and black-rimmed glasses looked at the sea and thought for a while. Eventually, he got into a small car and said, "All the people who should be worshiped at the Obon Festival have finished worshipping, and after thinking about it, there is also Mochizuki Shinami who wants to take a look." ”

"Why do you suddenly want to see him?" The man driving the car couldn't help but be curious. "We seem to have only worked with him once."

"Yes, it's only once, and there will be no chance to cooperate in the future."

The bespectacled old man said, his voice lowered: "Recently, I've been wondering if it's really because I'm too arbitrary. ”

"What's wrong?" The driver was very familiar with the old man in front of him, and knew that something must have happened.

"I just went to worship Kondo, and I'm feeling a little uncomfortable." The old man with glasses said.

"I don't care, even without Kondo, your son will be enough to take over your shift." The man driving the car started pumping the accelerator and said at the same time.

"He can't, he doesn't have this talent. He doesn't understand animation at all. At the mention of succession, the old man's tone became stern again.

"Okay, okay." The driver waved his hand, feeling that this old man, who had just realized that he was arbitrary, actually had no intention of repenting at all, and was still so arbitrary.

"By the way, I remembered when I mentioned Mochizuki, and his children seem to have started animating too."

"His child? Didn't you die in a car accident? The old man in glasses asked suspiciously. He remembered that Mochizuki did have a son, and he also wanted to do animation, but unfortunately he was in a car accident. Thinking of this, he missed those young people a little bit again.

"It's not a son, it's a granddaughter."

"Granddaughter, I remember being a teenager, did you graduate from elementary school?" The glasses old man laughed. "I saw it at Mochizuki's funeral, and it was a cute little girl."

"Well, it's that little girl, it seems to be the overseer, but it's actually the overseer." The driver laughed as he spoke.

"Did she really do it?" The first thing the old man with glasses doubted was the authenticity of this matter.

The driver nodded and said, "Although it is not certain." But the style of this anime is peculiar and not an acquaintance that is currently known. Unless it's a newcomer who hasn't been seen at all as a supervisor, it's unlikely that you'll be able to do that. But there is no need to say that a little girl is the overseer, that will only cause more trouble. And the style and level are quite special, easy to verify. ”

"That little girl!" The old man with glasses thought for a moment and said, "I remember that the name seems to be, Mochizuki Mikura!" ”

In the old man's mind, he remembered the child he saw at the funeral.

Cars, on the other hand, are driving along the coastline.

……

"Why did Mochizuki's grandfather have to be buried in Tokyo? Isn't Mochizuki's grandfather from Hokkaido? ”

It's also by the sea, Yukiko is driving a car, and in the car, out of the future family, even Yukino and Chiho also came, and it was Chiho who asked at this time.

Today is the Bon Festival, and it is the day of tomb sweeping.

They were going to the beach to visit the graves.

"Grandpa really wanted to go back to his hometown, but he decided to be buried in Tokyo. Because if you talk about animation, it's still in Tokyo. ”

Future spoke.

Tokyo is special for animators, and with the exception of a few animation production companies, most of the famous animation companies are located in Tokyo. This is the battlefield of anime.

"And isn't his pinnacle work going to Tokyo?"

Looking out the car window, the scenery is very beautiful, and it is exactly the same as listening to the sound of the waves on the seaside, but it is better to say that this is the scenery that was chosen when it was first made.

"It's already here."

Yukiko stopped the car.

The cemetery they were going to was a cemetery by the sea, with a nice scenery and the sound of the waves blowing through the sea.

Under the leadership of Yukiko, he soon came to his grandfather's cemetery.

Generally speaking, the design of Japanese cemeteries is very user-friendly, and there is no need to worry about being blown out by the wind after lighting the candles, because there is a small house-like design. But this is by the sea, not only remote, but also windy, so you have to keep watch when you light a candle.

Perhaps because of these reasons, there are not many people buried here, and there are very few people who come to sweep the graves.

After lighting the candles and setting up the melons and fruits, the Japanese tomb sweeping habit is not much different from that of the Celestial Empire, and the candles will be guarded in the future.

After a while, a sea breeze blew, and when the candle was about to be blown out, the future was about to block it, but there was a figure blocking the sea breeze.

When Future looked up, it was an old man in a white suit, he looked very kind, and he must have been a handsome young man when he was young. It's just that now he is old, and his hair is gray, but he still looks gentle and kind.

He laid down a bouquet of flowers and silently worshipped for a moment.

There was a person next to him, and he looked at the tombstone and seemed a little silent.

Mirai looked to the side, and Yukiko just pulled Nana and was silent.

Nana stared at the bespectacled old man closely.

After the old man finished worshipping, he sighed: "The young people who were full of hope at the beginning turned out to be ahead of me." ”

Then, he looked to the future and said, "I heard that you are starting to animate now." Don't do that bad thing, why don't you come to our studio......"

"No, no." The future bowed his head. "Thank you for your kindness. But I feel like my level is too limited. You don't have what it takes to join your studio. ”

The glasses old man was just stunned.

And the man behind him couldn't help but look sideways.

"After making this kind of work, there will be stains that cannot be washed off for the rest of your life."

The man behind him said suddenly.

"I remember Mochizuki really wanted you to become an overseer, and he once boasted to many people! It's not good for your reputation to make such a work. ”

Yukino was about to nod in agreement.

However, she saw that Future would lower her head even more, and she noticed a slight change in Future's voice.

"It's okay."

"You're just a kid, what you should be doing now is study hard and come to us to make real animation. Then you have the opportunity to become a world-class superintendent. ”

The man was about to persuade.

Future, however, waved his hand violently and extinguished the candle.

She turned her head and said with a kind of indifferent resoluteness: "It's okay, even so, I will definitely be able to become a world-class famous overseer." ”

The man tried to persuade him, but by then the old man in glasses had already waved his hand to stop him and said, "I'm looking forward to your performance." ”

With that, he turned and walked away.

He walked unusually fast, and the people next to him couldn't catch up, so he asked, "Why did you suddenly walk so fast?" ”

"Ha, probably there is a feeling of youth again, that child's eyes are much stronger than Mochizuki and Hosoda. Mochizuki has been in ruins since he left, and Hosoda doesn't know how long it will take to get back on his feet. But that child, her strength, whether it is Mochizuki or Hosoda, is far inferior. ”

"I also felt her talent."

"It's not talent, it's quantity. When it comes to talent, Mochizuki and Hosoda are both geniuses. But her determination is not within the reach of those two people. I'm really, I'm looking forward to it. ”

The two of them were gone, but the cemetery was still silent.

In the end, Chiho, who didn't understand the situation at all, asked suspiciously: "Who is that old man, it looks like a KFC old man!" ”