Become a prophet in the Tiga world

Katsuma Ikuta.

A tragic character who appears in the plot of the Tiga TV drama, Dream Monster "Bakagon".

Tortured by the pressure of life and the breakup of his girlfriend, Ikuta suffered from severe anxiety, and his heart was filled with negative emotions such as anger and unwillingness.

His emotions in reality were reflected in his dreams, causing him to often dream that he turned into a monster and wreaked havoc in the city to vent his inner depression.

One day, under the influence of a mysterious cosmic ray that can transform human consciousness into reality, the monster in Ikuta's dream was embodied in reality.

In the plot, after Ikuta learned that he was sent to a prairie by his girlfriend, his anger reached its peak, and the monster "Bakagon" appeared.

Bakagon exists between reality and illusion. It can affect reality, but attacks from the outside cannot harm it.

This trait leaves even the experienced Victory team at a loss.

Even Tiga cannot attack the monster's body and can only be beaten passively.

At the critical moment, Dagu thought of a way to transform into Tiga in his dream while sleeping, and finally defeated the monster.

In short, this is the story of a young man who was bullied by life in every possible way. After getting an opportunity, he failed to take revenge on his scumbag ex-girlfriend and was beaten violently by Diga.

Luoyang silently mourned for Ikuta for two seconds in his heart, and then returned the painting in his hand to him.

"Mr. Ikuta, with all due respect, some of your paintings are a bit immature and are still a little far from professional level."

After hearing what Luoyang said, Ikuta showed an expression of extreme disappointment.

He didn't know how many times he had heard similar words, and what Luoyang said was already the most tactful one. However, being denied by his idol still made him suffer an unprecedented blow.

"But..."

Just when he was about to despair, Luoyang changed the subject and said: "But in your works, I see the passion and persistence for painting. A person's painting skills can be improved through acquired learning, but the pursuit of art cannot

It’s something you’re born with.”

Ikuta's eyes widened and he couldn't believe his ears: "What do you mean?"

"Mr. Ikuta, can you please leave your address so that I can visit you one day and read your other works carefully?"

"Of course... of course!"

Ikuta pulled out an unused piece of paper and wrote his address and contact information with trembling hands. He was so excited that he scattered the paper all over the floor.

The sun sets in the west, and the gorgeous sunset glows red half of the sky. In the afterglow of the setting sun, Luoyang and Ling Feng leave the bar.

"Mr. Luo, I must remind you that Katsuma Ikuta's home is not within the scope of the security permit."

"But it's not far, isn't it? Don't worry, I will apply to Director Sawai."

"I am not responsible for the Far East Base, I am only responsible for your personal safety."

"Ling Feng, you are just too serious. Do you know that it is difficult to catch a girl like this?

By the way, I heard that you are from a secret special forces unit in China. What is the name of the unit?

Have you ever arrested a drug lord?

Or go on a mission to a small country in Africa?"

Ling Feng remained silent, but Luoyang was very interested.

"I suddenly had an inspiration. A special forces soldier who is iron-clad and loves his motherland, performs tasks around the world, fights against criminals, and maintains world justice and peace.

The protagonist’s name is Leng Feng, what do you think?”

"..."

Ling Feng: I don’t think so.

……

Three days later.

At a residential house in the area around old Ueno, Ling Feng pushed Luoyang in a wheelchair out of the car.

Faced with such a protection goal, Ling Feng expressed his helplessness.

Luoyang has a special status. No matter how powerful he is, he is just a bodyguard. He is not qualified to command him and can only obey his command.

"Ring ring ring!"

Just after the doorbell rang twice, the door suddenly opened, and Katsuma Ikuta stood at the door in a formal suit and in high spirits.

"Mr. Luo, are you here? Come in quickly!"

Luoyang was startled by the sudden appearance of Ikuta. If he hadn't been in a semi-disabled state, he might have jumped out of the wheelchair.

Ling Feng's hand hanging by his side clenched tightly, and he almost punched the opponent in the face.

Ikuta, who didn't know that he had just escaped a disaster, happily welcomed the two of them into the room, served tea and water, and swept the couch to greet them with great enthusiasm.

Luoyang looked around. The house was not big, but it was clean, the items were arranged in an orderly manner, and there was no unusual smell.

After Luoyang applied to Director Sawai, in order to ensure his safety, TPC had already checked all the information about Ikuta from his birth to the present.

The investigation showed that the other party was an ordinary person who couldn't be more ordinary, and there was nothing suspicious about him.

The only outstanding thing is that I have a beautiful girlfriend. Unfortunately, I recently got very close to a handsome male colleague... Well, this is not important.

"Consultant Luo, these are some comics I drew before, but they have not been published. There are more in them."

Ikuta moved out a tall pile of books and manuscripts from the room. Following his gaze, he discovered that what was on the table was just the tip of the iceberg.

Last time at the bar, Luoyang was actually just comforting him, but now he really understands Ikuta's love and persistence for comics.

He has drawn so much before it was published, and there is no need for readers to remind him to update it. This persistence is much stronger than his attitude towards writing novels in his previous life.

Luoyang picked up the book that Ikuta said was the best, read it quickly, and casually pointed out a few shortcomings and improvements, which made him enlightened and shocked.

Although Luoyang's achievements in this life are mainly due to the memory fragments of his previous life, they are also inseparable from his own efforts.

With his current level, he can be regarded as a master of the generation, and he is more than enough to guide a small kid.

Oh, no, this guy can’t even be considered a provocateur.

Later, Luoyang selected a few more books, pointed out their advantages and disadvantages, and taught Ikuta some of his own creative skills.

Ikuta, who had not received recognition for a long time, finally met Bole. He was so moved that his eyes filled with tears and he couldn't help himself.

He revised his previous works according to Luoyang's instructions, and soon became addicted to it, completely forgetting everything about the outside world.

Without Ikuta's interruption, Luoyang controlled the wheelchair and walked around the room.

On the one hand, he wanted to help this poor guy during this visit to prevent Bakagon from appearing in the future. On the other hand, he also had some thoughts that even he himself was not sure of.

According to the plot, the mysterious cosmic rays came from an alien spacecraft that unexpectedly landed on the earth and happened to land near Ikuta's house.

Luoyang walked around and found no abnormalities, and the high-performance sensors installed on the wheelchair did not respond at all.

It seems that at this time, the spacecraft has not yet landed on the earth.

Turning his head, Luoyang nodded with satisfaction when he saw Ikuta concentrating on his work and forgetting to eat and sleep.

Children can be taught.

If you don’t have enough talent, you have to work hard. As long as you keep persisting, you will be a millionaire!

As long as a man has a career, what kind of girlfriend do you want? How can a girlfriend be as fun as a paper wife?

Being idle and bored, Luoyang picked a few more stories. To be honest, they were not very good, but some of them had some merits.

It seems that this guy Ikuta still has some talent. Of course, it may be that practice makes perfect.

After watching for a while, Luoyang suddenly felt sleepy, his eyelids were twitching, and he felt drowsy.

The hand turning the pages of the book slowed down unconsciously. He leaned back on the wheelchair and slowly fell asleep.