"Sawada-san, long time no see, how are you doing lately, do you want to come out for a drink." Osamu Tezuka asked kindly.

"Haha, Tezuka-san invited me to tea, it's really an honor." Kenji Sawada replied with some excitement. This is a terrible character, he really doesn't dare to slack off.

In the attic of a teahouse in Tokyo——

"Did Sawada-san release a new song recently?,That song of yours back then sang the voice of my comics." Osamu Tezuka said with emotion.

"Haha, it's old, it's the world of young people now." Kenji Sawada didn't expect the originator of animation to have such a good evaluation of him, and turned the teacup a little embarrassed.

"Well, it's true that I'm too old to see the lines without glasses. Oh yes, you look at this. Osamu Tezuka took out Sachiko Kabuike's score from his briefcase.

Kenji Sawada, who took the score with both hands, was a little confused, shouldn't it be a manga? How could it be a sheet music.

"Tezuka-san actually knows how to make music? Or lyrics! Kenji Sawada had a question mark on his face.

"No, it was written by my student's sister, and I don't understand it, let's see what you have to say." Seeing Kenji Sawada open the book, Osamu Tezuka was not in a hurry, and continued to drink black tea.

"Genius, genius--, where is she, I'm going to find her." Kenji Sawada jumped up from the soft couch excitedly.

Osamu Tezuka, who was still leisurely drinking tea, was so frightened that he almost slipped his cup out of his hand.

"Ha, it's rude, I can't hold back-" Kenji Sawada suppressed his emotions and sat back on the soft couch.

"It's okay, the little girl is not in Tokyo now, but I heard that Sawada-san has a recommended place at Tokyo University of Music, and I want the little girl to come to Tokyo to study...."Osamu Tezuka put the teacup on the table with a clever plan.

"No problem, no problem. If I find out about her, even if you don't tell me, I'll find a way to help her. Kenji Sawada carefully added tea for Osamu Tezuka.

Then the two tacitly changed the subject, and soon after Tezuka returned to the company, pushing open the door of Kamachi Teruichi's office, "Boy, you won't fall asleep." ”

"Eh, rude old man, didn't you know to knock on the door before you came in?" Pu Chi Teruichi said with some dissatisfaction.

"I see you writing on paper every day, I don't know what you're writing, and you don't draw comics. It can't be a love letter to a little girl. Osamu Tezuka teased, laughing to himself.

Seeing that Pu Chi Huiyi ignored him, "Ah, this kid is really cold, it's boring." "Put the letter of recommendation from Tokyo University of Music on the table from my bag.

"Well, I completed your little request, although the old boy Kenji Sawada has the element of complimenting me, but I can see from his eyes that he really appreciates your sister, and your sister is indeed worthy of the title of "genius", which is really surprising! Osamu Tezuka found a chair and sat down.

"I don't evaluate my sister's genius, let time prove it, but as far as I know so far, your insect production company is really terrible, rotten out of the sky." Pu Chihui said without giving face.

I thought that this old boy would jump to his feet, but the situation was diametrically opposite, and Osamu Tezuka sat in his seat and was silent for a long time. This reality seems to be tacitly acquiesced.

"Keiichi, when did you find out?" Osamu Tezuka's voice trembled a little.

"It turns out that the teacher also knows it, the people in the company don't feel this at all, teacher, we are boiling frogs in warm water now, and sooner or later there will be no future." Ka Chi Hei closed his notebook.

"You should understand that when a person gains something, he also loses something at the same time." Osamu Tezuka said helplessly.

Falling into a long silence, the two people in the room did not communicate, and the white smoke from coffee and tea blended together.

"Naruto-sensei, help me find a magazine to publish."

"Tomorrow—"

"I'm going back—" Kamachi said in a lonely voice.

Osamu Tezuka looked up in surprise, looked at Kamaike Teruichi's somewhat determined cheeks, and then looked at the teacup.

"Go back, it's good." Osamu Tezuka's voice was full of sadness.

Pu Chihui packed his things together, including the letter of recommendation, and walked to the door.

"Teacher, when I get back——, don't forget the coffee."