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Chapter 2 Manga with Kazuhiko Torishima

Higashino Ichiro turned his back to the gate, lowered his head and glued the petals.

Since the economic bubble, the taxi business has become increasingly difficult.In order to maintain Higashino Hibiki's art education, he could only transfer to a more lucrative night shift. After waking up during the day, he helped Higashino Shio to make some handicrafts to increase his income.

He touched the branch of the flower, and suddenly a hand with ink on the fingertips took the branch first.

"How to do this?"

Higashino Xiang sat on the ground, turned his head and asked.

"You shouldn't be doing this." Higashino Ichiro shook his head, then he turned his head and watched Higashino Higashi's bald head twitch.

"Why shouldn't I do it?" Higashino picked up the bouquet parts and looked at Higashino Xi.

His mother supported him very much, pointing with a smile.

Seeing the harmony, Higashino Ichiro wanted to nod in relief, but he suppressed this emotion. He coughed and pretended to be calm, "You should go draw."

Higashino Higashino compared with his parents' works, and the plastic flower he had put together was not very good. He was thinking about how to remake it, and replied lightly, "There is no contradiction between the two."

"You!" Higashino Ichiro blew his beard and stared, "You can't be obedient!"

At this time, the phone in the hallway rang.

"I'll answer the phone." Higashino rang, ignoring the awkward Higashino Ichiro.

"If it's a taxi customer, tell him I start work at six in the afternoon."

"Yes."

Get up, walk out of the living room, and follow the corridor to the entrance.

The landline phone that I haven't seen for a long time rang.

"Hello, I'm Kazuhiko Torishima from the editorial department of "Weekly Shonen Jump", are you Hibiki Higashino, the author of "Battle of the Gods"?"

……

In the living room, Higashino Ichiro suddenly laughed.

Higashino Shio looked at him in surprise, feeling inexplicable.

"Hihiro didn't give up art." Higashino Ichiro sighed, "I blamed him."

"Hey! Tell me, Hibiki joined the bosozoku for inspiration, right?" The more he said, the brighter his eyes became, thinking he had told the truth.

Higashino Xi was speechless, "What are you talking about..."

"I just saw the traces of ink on his fingertips," Higashino Ichiro snickered, "That child is a seedling of an artist, and artists are always talking about it."

"You still say that I'm spoiled..." Higashino Xi stood up helplessly, and hammered his back, "You are the one who has gone mad."

……

Higashino Hibiki was surprised, ""War of Gods"?"

"Did I make the wrong call?"

"Wait, I remembered, it's me." Higashino scratched his head and recalled that the young Higashino started drawing manga before he became a bosozoku. ".

"Well, I'll just say it."

"can I help you?"

"About manga, I want to communicate with you. I saw your address, which is located in Meguro District, Tokyo, very close to Shueisha. If you want to go further in manga, please come to "Pole Pole."

After that, Torishima Kazuhiko said the specific address, which is near Shueisha.

Chiyoda District is quite close to Meguro District, Higashino looked at the time, it is now four o'clock in the afternoon, there is no time.

"You must come! I'll wait for you."

The other person hung up the phone, Higashino was about to go back to the room on the second floor, passed the living room, looked inside, Ichiro Higashino turned his back to him, did not speak, Shio Higashino nodded with a smile.

"I'll go out for a while." Higashino said.

"Bon voyage." Higashino Xi said.

"It's not too late." Higashino Ichiro's voice was weak.

Higashino was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "I will be back before 9 o'clock."

He closed the stretch door, a little surprised in his heart, the usual Higashino Ichiro was not so easy to talk to.

Although he didn't promise that Higashino Hibiki would go, but fortunately, there was no falling out.

Walking back to the room, full of strangeness.

Higashino was ignorant and didn't observe carefully when he came through time travel at the beginning.

This is very similar to the Japanese style of Nobi Nobita's bedroom.

The desk is facing the door, the floor is tatami, and there are cabinets next to it.

The difference was that there was a bed, which made Higashino heave a sigh of relief.

I am not used to sleeping on the ground.

In his original home, furniture can be saved if possible, only the bed is a little expensive.

Especially the mattress, soft and hard, very comfortable to sleep on.

After all, for a person like him who often gets hangovers, without a good bed, it would be too uncomfortable.

After sighing, he walked to the desk, and there was a semi-finished manga draft on it.

The smirking boy wearing goggles is Kurata Isa, the protagonist of "Battle of the Gods".

Outlined, not yet colored.

Just like this, you can see that the painting is very good.

Compared with ordinary people who draw a two-headed body, the cute girl with big eyes is proud of herself, and the drawing of the young Higashino Hibiki is surprisingly good.

The body is not distorted and deformed, which is in line with the human body structure.

It also has the look of a manga hero, full of hard work and positive feelings.

Especially the eyes, very divine.

Higashino and Kurata Isi looked at each other, couldn't help holding the ink-stained g-pen, and began to scribble carefully.

When he came back to his senses, he didn't know how long it had passed.

Seeing the result, he was stunned.

I never thought I could draw such a good painting.

In my previous life, I was always envious of my classmates who were good at drawing, but I didn't expect that one day, I would also become a good manga artist.

Such a picture would cost at least 1000 yen.

Draw some more carefully and paint delicately. It is not too much to ask for 3000 yen.

"No, it's 4:[-]! You have to leave quickly!"

After changing his clothes and putting on his short-sleeved jacket, he set off in a hurry.

After changing shoes at the entrance, I went to the front yard.

Under the beam of the house, he saw a "wild fire".

There are light bars on the car and neon lights in front of the car, which can be imagined to be dazzling at night.

A flag was planted at the rear of the car, with a white background and red characters saying "Night Lucy Bitter".

"Huh." He shuddered at the thought of riding this bike.

Or take the tram.

(End of this chapter)