Three years have passed in a flash.

Yayoi also gained an understanding of the production of manga. Drawing comics was so hard that he couldn't draw a coherent story at first.

It's not just a matter of plot or anything. Even the painting of the characters has problems, and the background or something really makes him tired of it.

It took two months for him to stumble through the initial work. Of course, the work is only about 6 pages. It's a little story.

The characters in it are also very bad, and the characters have a strong sense of disobedience before and after.

But that's just a start!

After that, he made some rapid progress. Gradually, you can draw a short story.

drew the stories I knew before, such as "Nezha in the Sea", "Baolian Lantern", "Gourd Baby" or something, all of which are very simple stories.

Just like now, three years later, he has completed the "Legend of Wukong"!

"Comics, that's fun!"

Yayoi sighed with a manga manuscript in his hand.

"No wonder Osamu Tezuka, the god of manga, wanted to draw manga before he died," Yayoi muttered to himself, "It's so fulfilling!" ”

"Maybe you can use comics to conquer the world!"

……

Yayoi reveled for a moment, then hid the manga manuscript.

He moved a cabinet in the corner, which was covered by a closet.

This is what was left over after the renovation, and it was long forgotten by his parents, and it became a place where Yayoi hid things.

When he opened the cabinet door, there was no small space inside, and only about a quarter of what he had painted in three years had taken up.

He looked at these things and couldn't help but be intoxicated, after all, it was the fruit of his labor.

It's so fulfilling!

Suddenly!

"Yayoi!" There was a knock on the door, accompanied by the sound of his mother calling him.

Yayoi was startled, then closed the cupboard and covered it. And he opened the door.

"What's wrong, Mom?"

Mom walked into the room, looked at the paper basket full of waste paper and the mess on the table that had not been cleaned up in a hurry, and couldn't help but shake her head.

"Yayoi, how long has it been since you've been out playing!" Mom was slightly angry.

"How long?" Yayoi was a little confused. I counted it with my fingers and memorized: "One week, two weeks, three weeks......

"Yayoi you haven't been out since the summer vacation." Mom squinted at him, asserting.

"Ahh Astound!

"Look," Mom took out the calendar from her back and turned the page forward, "Yayoi, if you're only at home, I'll draw a circle, and now you say, how many circles are there?" ”

"Aren't these all circles?" Yayoi called.

"Ever since Yayoi learned to draw manga, I've been going out less and less! Mom, I'm still very happy at first, after all, it's the first time that Yayoi is learning something so seriously, and Mom doesn't want to be Yayoi's interference. Mom stroked her chest and spoke.

"Mom!" Yayoi was a little moved.

"It's great that you can understand, I, I have to keep drawing comics, otherwise I won't be able to conquer my contemporaries. Besides, how fun it is to draw comics at home, with cool air conditioning and cold and delicious watermelon, isn't it much better than the sultry air outside, the crowded crowd, the sound of vehicles coming and going, and the stinky sweat diffused by the crowd! ”

"I like to stay at home the most!"

Yayoi was just a fragment at first, but when he got to the back, he made a loud declaration.

"Ya~Sheng!"

Yayoi was startled and noticed her mother.

She didn't know when her head was lowered, and Yayoi could only see some shadows, not her mother's expression. But he felt it was dangerous!

"Hey! Mother...... Mother! ”

"Yayoi, mom, I don't want to be said, it's that person who raised my son to be an otaku," Mom raised her head and showed a "gentle" smile: "Mom, I don't want to be looked down upon~"

"But, Mom—" Yayoi trembled a little, but still wanted to argue with reason.

"What~?" Mom squinted, her eyes were very dangerous.

"I mean ......"

"What~?" An expression that if you want to continue to say that I will cut you, what do I say?

"Yes, Mom, I'm just thinking about going out for a walk!" Yayoi lowered her head, and after a while, raised her head and said with a really nice expression.

"Really, why didn't Yayoi tell me earlier, Mom is so happy!" Mom folded her hands and smiled beautifully, it was really clear.

"Yayoi, it's 1,000 yen, so have fun!" Mom shook her hand and stood at the door to say goodbye, "You can play with your friends." ”

"......" is in such a hurry to get me out? Sweat!

Isn't it just a little more at home! Really.

…… Dozens of minutes later......

Where to go, Yayoi was looking at the sun on her head, watching people coming and going, and the traffic of vehicles did not stop, and she couldn't help but be very confused.

He had been wandering around this crossroads for a long time, but he really didn't dare to go back.

Let's go to the library!

He thought so. It's so sad that after leaving home, there is only one place to go.

……

"Welcome!" The young lady standing behind the sales desk said, "Yayoi, you haven't been here for a long time!" ”

"Long time no see, Sister Xia Shi." Yayoi stepped forward and said hello.

"Yayoi's face is still fat." The woman suddenly threw out half of her body, and her two hands kept rubbing Yayoi's face: "It still feels so good!" ”

"Soi Waubu has always been here (that's why I don't want to come)!" Yayoi complained vaguely.

After a while, Miss Xia Shi let go of her hand.

"Hmmm! Satisfied! The young lady clapped her hands and sighed contentedly.

"Damn! The devil who builds his pleasure on my pain! Yayoi whispered.

"Yayoi, there are quite a lot of people here today, there is only one place in the middle of the 4th or 5th column, let's go over quickly." Xia Shi nodded his fingers: "This is exchanged today!" ”

"If I had known, I wouldn't have told you about the equivalent exchange." Yayoi said bitterly.

"There's no such thing as regret medicine!" Natsumi happily waved his hand to Yayoi, "If you have time, tell me some more stories!" ”

"Cut, how is it possible!"

……

Picking up the manga book of "Dragon Ball", Yayoi sat down in the place where Natsushi said, there were indeed a lot of people, and Yayoi only found such an empty seat.

"Maybe this exchange is a good one!" When Yayoi had this idea, he quickly shuddered and threw it out of his mind.

Yayoi looked at the man across from him, about 35~40 years old.

He wears a round-rimmed glasses, has a short beard, and has slightly long hair that looks like it hasn't been taken care of in a while.

But his eyes were very gentle. After noticing Yayoi, he nodded in a friendly way and said hello. People are really good!