Ben Simmons searched several comic book stores, but couldn't find a national chapter for Slam Dunk.

After all, it's a comic from the 90s, even if it's a classic, many comic book store owners say that the readers they want to read have already read it, so why keep them to take up space?

There was even a kind shopkeeper who reminded Simmons that now that comic books are digital, download a comic book reading software on the Internet, and you can read any kind of comic. Old comics like Slam Dunk, not to mention it.

But Simmons didn't want to give up yet.

At this point, he thinks it's a bit old-fashioned, he likes the feeling of holding the real thing in his hand, the real material can be touched by his fingertips, the folds of the paper, and the texture of the basketball, all the same. He doesn't play video games, and when he's not playing ball games, he rarely spends time playing games on the couch. His pastime is still playing basketball, just soaking in the gym, which is more real for him.

So Ben Simmons was determined to go with this comic book.

Tonight on the streets of Kyoto, he had to find the national contest of the slam dunk.

After a failed search from the third comic book store, Simmons stumbles back to the car. He was picked up by an English-speaking Japanese driver, named Nakata Keikawa, who had been helping him drive errands in Japan this time, and the two had become very familiar. Seeing that Simmons still didn't find anything, Jing Chuan simply asked a few words.

When he learned that Simmons wanted to buy a slam dunk comic book, Jing Chuan simply parked the car on the side of the road, flashed his head, and went back to the comic book store that Simmons had just visited, and after a few minutes, he walked out again:

"The owner said that there is a small shop near Gion that has been open for many years, and there may be one. Let's go up there. ”

After Nakata finished speaking, he turned off the double flash and drove towards Gion with Simmons.

Gion is a Kyoto area near Yasaka Shrine, and the Gion Festival is held at this time of the year, in which the idols of the Yasaka Shrine are pulled out and placed on a giant sedan-like mountain, and the streets of Gion are routed through the streets of Gion to pray for the peace of the family and country. Mid-to-late July is the time of the annual Gion Festival, and Nakata Keikawa and Simmons just in time to catch up, and the car is blocked by the flow of people in the night market. Simmons had no choice but to tell Keikawa to wait for him in the car, get out of the car and walk to find the comic book store.

The streets of Gion were crowded with tourists and locals alike: the biggest difference was that most of the tourists wore casual clothes, just like Simmons, T-shirts, shorts and slippers, some with a DSLR camera on their chests, or holding a selfie stick in their hands, as if they wanted to be recognized as tourists; Locals, on the other hand, wear kimonos in full costume to attend the Gion Festival, and wear heavy makeup on their faces, as if they are completely unmoved by the heat. The two men rubbed shoulders on the same narrow street, walking side by side, and Simmons was in a trance, as if he had traveled to the world of the latest episode of "Westworld". Coupled with the exotic characters and Japanese-style decorations of the whole street, the yellowed paper lanterns are hung in strings, swaying slightly in the night breeze, driving the bells on the strings to ring; On the stage at the end of the street, you can still see a geisha with a white face in the distance, performing, smiling and smiling, more out of place than Simmons, a tourist.

Where do you go to find that comic book store on such a strange street?

Fortunately, before getting out of the car, Jingchuan pushed a location to Simmons' Google Maps, and Simmons was pushed by the flow of people, looking at his mobile phone, and even squeezed to the location of the positioning coordinates.

Looking around, there are various small businesses on both sides of the road, and the signs are all written in Japanese, which one is it?

Not all of them!

In the flashing neon sign, a familiar English word jumped into Simmons' eyes! COMICS！

That English word is the meaning of anime!

The COMICS sign stands on the second floor of a narrow building in front left. Simmons found the lighthouse like a lost ship, quickly cleared the crowd (fortunately, it was not too difficult for a big man of 2 meters), found the entrance to the narrow building, and ran up to the second floor in three steps and two steps.

There are three merchants on the second floor, one is a cramped izakaya, and the other is not open, but there is a set of numeric keypads on the door, which is mostly the entrance of a self-service love hotel according to Simmons's experience in Japan a few days, in order to protect the privacy of male and female guests, it is designed like this. And the third merchant on the third floor is the comic book store Simmons is looking for.

The poster posted at the door of the store is actually the slam dunk master that Simmons misses, the family photo of the Xiangbei basketball team!

Simmons pushed open the sliding door -

You?!

You!!!

The door is open, and the store is small, with only two rows of shelves around the counter in the middle, but from the bottom of the shelves to the ceiling, all the way to the ceiling, all of which are crammed with all kinds of comic books. Standing in the center of the counter, and Simmons suddenly took a look, it was the owner of the store.

The boss shaved a board inch, and all the hair tips left behind were dyed red, two sword eyebrows, and a team uniform from Xiangbei, isn't it Sakuragi Hanamichi in the slam dunk master? !

Simmons called out when he saw the live-action version of Sakuragi Hanamichi, but he didn't expect the red-haired rebounder over there to see behind the sliding door, and actually flashed Ben Simmons, the best rookie in the NBA last season. He gestured his head to the top edge of his shop, as if he couldn't squeeze in.

"Mr. Simmons, is it really you?! Come in! The red-haired boss scrambled to beckon, though he didn't know how to help Simmons stuff his massive body into his small shop.

"It's me." Simmons held the door frame with his hand, poked his head in, and then used his neck to pull the left and right shoulders, and the entire torso, before finally stuffing himself into the comic shop. The red-haired shopkeeper was not short, about 1.80 meters, but compared to the behemoth in the house, he looked like a hobbit.

Hearing that the other party could speak English, Simmons stood still in the room, and after glancing left and right, he asked, "You are the owner, right?" You're really like Sakuragi Hanamichi in Slam Dunk. ”

"Except for being a little older." Simmons added.

The middle-aged "Sakuragi Hanamichi" touched his head a little embarrassed, grinned and said, "Of course I am." My name is Yamako Ohno, but you can call me Sakuragi. I love him as a character, and I've been loving the Slam Dunk comic for almost 20 years. ”

Saying that, the middle-aged "Sakuragi" pointed to the Shohoku on the chest of the jersey, as if proudly introducing the glorious history of his integration with Sakuragi Hanamichi.

"Then you must have a full set of slam dunks here, right?" Simmons jerks off the middle-aged "Sakuragi".

"Of course."

"What about the national competition papers?"

"Wow. There's a brand new set here, and it's for you! ”