I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 22 The hero saves the beauty? The beauty saves the hero?

"Where, where. My nephew Fujii's tree, his debut work Chainsaw Man, was recently serialized in the Shogakukan Youth Club's bimonthly magazine. His drawing skills are better than mine, and he can already inherit my riban business."

Uncle Tenkai drank a few more glasses of sake, and was surrounded by acquaintances. His mild social phobia disappeared, and he began to boast about the outsider Fujii Shu.

hehe.

Fujii was patted on the shoulder by his uncle Tianhai, and the corner of his mouth twitched. What kind of career is worthy of inheritance?

"Speaking of which, Fujii-kun is quite handsome and has the face of a manga hero. Wouldn't it be better to have a better career in the entertainment industry?"

Murakami-senpai has a different opinion. The status of artists from the island country is obviously higher than that of painters. Except for Hayao Miyazaki, the average income of artists is much higher. Unless they can draw works like Yu-Gi-Oh!, they are basically considered

Crush.

Listening to their nonsense, Fujii couldn't help but rolled his eyes, got up and went to the bathroom again.

"Yuki, I gave you some medicine. You're just a female teacher. I haven't seen you out playing recently."

In the corner of the bathroom, two men were smoking. Fujii heard their conversation, and when they saw someone coming in, they lowered their voices.

"Your name is Miyagi Wakika, right? You can win it tonight, how about it, isn't it good?"

The man with dyed yellow hair spoke in a flirtatious tone, but the man in a suit and leather suit smiled, lowered his head and took a deep breath of cigarette, raised his face, grabbed the hair of the yellow-haired man, and hit the knee above him, making a crisp sound.

Bone cracking sound.

"You dare to use such dirty tricks on the woman I like! You don't want to live anymore, do you?"

Yuki Herang picked up the blond man who was about to lose his temper and threw him on the cold floor of the bathroom. This guy was a cowherd from the Roki district whom he knew. Tonight, he took him and the woman he was looking for to join in the trouble.

Inviting Miyagi Wakika to dinner was unexpected.

"Take it to the doctor, call your people away on the phone, and don't appear in my sight in the future, get out!"

He took out a stack of checkbooks, signed a digital check of three million yen, and threw it in the face of the yellow-haired man on the ground. This kind of gangster knew what to do after taking the money. Yuukiga asked this kind of rich man who had a club at home to

Young Master is something you absolutely cannot afford to offend.

When Fujii heard Miyagi Wakika's name, which was another female teacher, he immediately guessed that it was his homeroom teacher. He walked out of the bathroom and saw Yuki He asked to sit down. A woman opposite him hurriedly left, leaving only

Miyagi Wakika held her cheek with her hands and her eyes were a little blurry.

Do you want to take care of adults' affairs?

He thought hesitantly, watching Yuuki Herang from a distance as he helped Miyagi-sensei up, and placed his hands on his waist, gradually moving downwards.

It’s really troublesome, Tsk!

He really couldn't stand it. How was using drugs to get in touch with women different from the despicable male protagonists in Uncle Amami's works? Wasn't Yuuki Gajo, who had just spoken righteously, also secretly done it behind his back?

"Teacher Miyagi, are you okay? Are you drunk?"

Fujii put on the face of an innocent boy and stopped in front of Yuuki Herang who was leaving the restaurant and heading to the parking lot. The guy stared at him with some displeasure, and put the hand holding Mr. Miyagi's hand back to its normal position.

"Do you want to call home? To take you back?"

Fujii stood in front of him. He had not yet changed into the uniform of Hachioji High School, so it was easier to identify the student.

"Well, please send me back, Yuuki-san, this is my student, see you another day."

Teacher Miyagi took his hand out of the pocket of the lady's suit, and with a slightly drunken face, he broke away from Yuuki's hand. A small anti-wolf stun device accidentally slipped from the pocket and made a crisp sound on the ground.

Um, isn't that a little bit?

It turned out that Mr. Miyagi had been on guard for a long time. Fujii Shu wondered whether he was too naive. Looking at Yuki Herang's face, it was obvious that something was wrong.

"I'm very sorry. There have been a lot of thieves recently. It's for self-defense."

Teacher Miyagi smiled and bent down to pick up the anti-wolf stun device. He accidentally fell forward.

Fujii helped her in time and felt a hard object pressing against his waist. Looking down, he saw a slender hand resting on the anti-wolf stun device, with his fingers pressed on the switch and painted with bright nail polish.

You are too naive, Fujii.

Fujii's face still had a nonchalant expression, but he felt regretful in his heart. The old-fashioned plot of a hero saving a beauty was really out of date.

"Goodbye! Yuuki-san."

The two of them waved goodbye to Yuki Hiroshi, and Fujii used a text message on his mobile phone to inform Uncle Amami that he didn't have to wait for him. He helped Mr. Miyagi, who had just reached the height of his nose, and sat down on a bench on the street to rest.

Teacher Miyagi also sent a message, probably for her family to pick her up.

"Teacher, can you take it away?"

Fujii looked at the cars on the road, the brightly lit long street, and the electric shock device on his waist that could knock down an adult in an instant. Mr. Miyagi looked at him and saw how he was becoming more and more dangerous.

?

"Beautiful boy? Why wasn't there a character like Fujii-kun when I was in school?"

Teacher Miyagi said to herself with great regret. She usually looked serious and serious, but after drinking some wine and taking special pills, her disguise began to fall apart.

"They are all idiots. I am not interested in the ugly ones, but they are too easy-going to be handsome. That's why I have kept my precious innocence until now. I thought the person I was dating was a gentleman, but I didn't expect that he would also be drugged."

Teacher Miyagi started to complain wildly. She had cut her pretty short to medium hair, just covering the top of her neck. Her lips were slightly thicker, making her more attractive. Above her tall nose, there was a pair of charming apricot-blossom eyes and willow eyebrows.

Fine and beautiful, the smoke looks charming.

"Fujii-san's first kiss, is it still there? Mine is still there."

Teacher Miyagi, who was in an abnormal state, was close to her. After all, Fujii was also a man. He smelled the sweet fragrance on her body and saw the beautiful teacher in front of him. His body stiffened, and he was expecting some special benefits in his heart.

"Miss Wakika, if you attack your underage students, you will be prosecuted."

The visitor was a young beauty who had just stepped out of a Volkswagen Phaeton. She was wearing high heels. With her eight-headed body and a height of 1.72 meters, she surpassed the 1.75-meter Fujii tree. She was wearing Chanel.

Judging from the seasonal suit and the Vacheron Constantin Ealing Goddess series watch on his wrist, he is an adult with a high net worth.

"Ah, you're here, Daigo Yumi."

Teacher Miyagi, who was somewhat losing his mind, still called out the name of the person who came. They had a very deep relationship. They were classmates and best friends from elementary school to high school, and they were also the people whom Teacher Miyagi felt most at ease with.

(End of chapter)