Full-time cartoonist

Chapter 3 Go and Discussion

Higashino's scalp ached from the afternoon sun, so he didn't take two steps. He went home and put on a hat, not because he was embarrassed by his bald head.

Absolutely not.

After taking the tram for more than an hour, I arrived at the place where Kazuhiko Torishima said to get off.

But a stranger, even with a handwritten address, is still at a loss.

Higashino Hibiki looked around, but there were not many passers-by.

It was empty, and occasionally someone passed by, but they also walked in a hurry, raised their palms, and rejected Higashino who came forward.

On a summer afternoon, the streets of Japan are completely lifeless and indifferent.

"Squeak."

A motorcycle was parked next to Higashihiro Higashino.He was a big man in a white vest, with a beard and thick hair on his arms. He looked very scary.

"Is there any difficulty?" he asked.

"Excuse me, how do I go to 'pole pole'? Higashino Hibiki was not afraid, he took out the paper calmly and showed it to the other party.

"Hmm..." The other party rubbed his chin in thought, then raised his head, "Sit up."

"Ok?"

"I'll take you there, it's just near the store I'm going to."

It is necessary to be defensive, "Thank you very much, but just show me the way."

He froze for a moment and suddenly realized.

"Forget it." He got out of the car and pushed the motorcycle. "It's only about 100 meters away. I'll lead you there."

Higashino didn't want to bother others too much. This motorcycle is not so light that a little girl can't lift it up.

"Why are you being so polite!" He laughed loudly and patted Higashino Hibiki on the back.

"Then respect is worse than obedience." Higashino could only say so.

If you lead yourself into a remote alley, then turn around and run.

It's just over 100 meters, so there should be no problem.

"Little brother, what are you going to do?"

Higashino replied truthfully, "See the manga editor."

He opened his mouth wide, surprised, "No way, he looks like a high school student, but he's already a cartoonist?"

Higashino shook his head, "I just participated in the monthly reward of "Weekly Shonen Jump."

""Weekly Shonen Jump"," the big man raised his head and sighed, "I used to like reading this manga magazine, especially "Dragon Ball"!"

The more he talked, the more vigorous he was. If he didn't want to push the motorcycle, he would have wished to do a Kameha Qigong wave.

He was moved, and suddenly said: "If there is a work in the future, you should draw me, uncle, my name is Xiaochun."

Higashino responded, "If possible."

"Yes, it will definitely be possible!" He looked at Higashi Higashino with piercing eyes, "Since the decision has been made, then we must do our best and move forward bravely! There must be a belief that one day, it will definitely be serialized!"

Higashino could only nod his head.

After all, this is the dream of the original owner. What he wants to do depends on the future development.

However, with the ability to draw, it is not bad to draw manga.

A popular cartoonist earns a lot of money every year.

I heard that authors like Akira Toriyama or Eiichiro Oda pay hundreds of millions of yen in taxes every year.

Just terrifying.

Let Dong Yexiang be fascinated.

After a short chat, Xiaochun stopped.

He pointed to the direction, which is the signboard of "pole pole".

"Since we've arrived, uncle, I should retire after my achievements. Goodbye." Xiaochun put his index and middle fingers together and nodded.

Higashino bowed, "Thank you very much."

"Don't be so polite." He walked towards another store and said with his back to Higashino.

Higashino took a look and saw that it was next door to "pole pole".

"Can such an uncle know how to play Go!"

Higashino, who had always been indifferent, opened his mouth wide in shock.

But he did look at him and entered the clubhouse.

The waiter at the front desk received him warmly, it seems that he is an old acquaintance.

There was a "da da da" sound from inside the store.

They were all elderly people with smiles on their faces, completely inconsistent with the atmosphere outside.

Hearing this voice, Higashino calmed down and entered the "pole pole" beside him.

This turned out to be a family restaurant. When I walked into the store and told the service staff that I had an appointment, I saw a person standing up and waving.

"It's Higashino-kun."

Higashino looked over, a man with an afro, small eyes, and pursed lips was waving at him.

He doesn't look like a Japanese at all. He speaks loudly in public, doesn't care about other people's eyes, and is quite self-confident.

Higashino walked over and held out his hand to him.

The two sat down after shaking hands.

"Sure enough, it's Higashino-kun, I'm Kazuhiko Torishima," the other party introduced, and said with a smile: "It's really a high school student, I thought it was a random filling. But if it's true, then it's a profit I just asked you here because of my thoughts."

He said these words very frankly, and also complimented Higashi Higashino.

As a high school student, it must be very exciting to be so recognized by the editor.

"Thank you," Higashino just nodded.

This indifferent attitude stunned Torishima Kazuhiko for a moment. He looked at the menu on the wall and waved to the waiter, "Please give me a tonkotsu ramen."

The waiter replied, "Yes!"

"What do you want? You're welcome, I'm treating you." He patted his chest.

"Please give me a fried rice." Higashino said to the waiter.

"Yes."

Watching the waiter leave, Torishima Kazuhiko looked at the innocent Higashino Hibiki with surprise.

He doesn't look like a high school student at all, but like a numb wage earner.

Unexamined, thick-skinned, this is not humility at all.

"Would it be interesting for such a person to draw comics? Sure enough, "Battle of the Gods" is only a good drawing."

he thought.

Suddenly there was a sense of disobedience. Under the light, the other party's face was a little gloomy, dark, and numb.

"Want to wear the hat all the time?" asked Torishima.

This is a very disrespectful thing.

Higashino thought for a while, but took off his hat.

The air conditioner was blowing bald and chilly.

"Pfft! You are very interesting! Higashino-kun!" Torishima Kazuhiko smiled and patted Higashino Hibiki on the shoulder.

The smooth head, paired with the innocent expression, is particularly contrasting.

And for a moment, there was a feeling of lightening up.

That's right!That's him!
(End of this chapter)