Full-time cartoonist

The afternoon sun gave Higashikata a headache, so he went home and put on a hat before taking two steps. It was not because he was embarrassed about his bald head.

Absolutely not.

After taking the train for more than an hour, we arrived at the place where Torishima Kazuhiko said we would get off.

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

Dong Yexiang looked around, but there weren't many passersby.

It was empty. Occasionally, people passed by, walking in a hurry. They raised their palms and refused Hibiki Higashi who came forward.

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

"Creak."

A motorcycle parked next to Dongye Xiang. He was a big man wearing a white vest, a beard, and thick hair on his arms. He looked very scary.

"Is there any difficulty?" he asked.

"How to get to "pole pole"? "Higashi no Hibiki was not afraid, he calmly took out the paper and showed it to the other party.

"Well..." The other party touched his chin and thought, then raised his head and said, "Sit up."

"Um?"

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

It is necessary to be on guard against others, "Thank you very much, but you just need to show me the way."

He was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized.

"Forget it," he got off the car and pushed the motorcycle. "It's only about 100 meters away. I'll lead you there."

Hibiki Higashino didn't want to trouble others too much. This motorcycle was not light enough for a little girl to lift.

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

"Then it's better to be respectful than obey your orders." Higashino Hibiki could only say this.

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

It's just over 100 meters, so there shouldn't be any problem.

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

Hibiki Higashino answered truthfully, "Meet the manga editor."

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

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

"Weekly Shōnen Jump," the big man raised his head and exclaimed, "I used to really like reading this comic magazine, especially "Dragon Ball"!"

The more he talked, the more excited he became. If he wasn't pushing the motorcycle, he would have done a turtle style Qigong wave.

He suddenly said, "If there are any works in the future, I will be included in the painting. My name is Xiaochun."

Higashino responded, "If it's possible."

"Yes, it must be possible!" He looked at Higashi Hibiki with piercing eyes, "Now that we have decided, we must try our best and move forward courageously! One day, I will definitely have the belief that it will be serialized!"

Higashikata could only nod.

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

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

A popular cartoonist can make a lot of money every day.

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

It was so terrifying.

It makes Hibiki Higashi fascinated.

After not chatting for long, Xiaochun stopped.

He pointed in the direction, and that was the "pole pole" sign.

"Now that we're here, it's time for me to retire, uncle. Goodbye." Xiaochun put his handsome index and middle fingers together and gave a virtual nod.

Higashikata bowed, "Thank you very much."

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

Hibiki Higashino took a look and saw that it was next to "Pole Pole". The signboard was a Go board, which was written as a Go club.

"How can such an uncle know how to play Go?"

Hibiki Higashikata, who had always been calm, opened his mouth in shock.

But I did watch him enter the club.

The waiter at the front desk greeted him warmly, and seemed to be an old acquaintance.

There was a "ta-da-da" sound coming from inside the store.

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

Listening to this voice, Hibiki Higashino calmed down and entered the "pole pole" on the side.

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

"It must be Higashino-kun."

Higashikata looked over and saw a man with an afro, small eyes, and pursed lips waving to him.

He doesn't look like a Japanese at all. He talks loudly in public places and doesn't care about other people's eyes. He is quite egotistical.

Dong Yexiang walked over and stretched out his hand to him.

The two shook hands and sat down.

"As expected, it's Higashino-kun, and I'm Torishima Kazuhiko," the other party introduced him and said with a smile: "It turned out to be a real high school student. I thought it was just random stuff. But if it's true, I'll make a profit. That’s why I asked you to come here.”

He said these words very frankly and also complimented Hibiki Higashino.

As a high school student, it must be very exciting to be recognized by an editor in this way.

"Thank you," Higashino simply 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 responded, "Yes!"

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

"Please give me a piece of fried rice." Hibiki said to the waiter.

"yes."

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

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

Being ignorant and thick-skinned is not humility at all.

"Will the comics drawn by such a person be interesting? As expected, "War between Gods and Humans" only has good painters."

he thought.

Suddenly there was a sense of dissonance. Under the light, the other person's face was a bit eerie, dark, and terrifyingly numb.

"Do you want to keep wearing the hat?" Torishima asked.

This is very disrespectful.

Higashino thought for a moment and took off his hat.

The air conditioner blows on my bald head, making it cool.

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

The smooth head and innocent expression are particularly contrasting.

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

That’s right! It’s him!