I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 4 Preparing the Copy

Fujii Shu doesn't know the true face of Asami Mao. He simply looks down on those superficial girls. Once he has a good-looking girl, he pursues her with all his strength. If he gets old in the future, will he pursue the next girl again?

After resurrecting his life, he became sober in the world, just like the great teacher Hikigaya Hachiman in Harmono. The so-called throbs of puberty are just the hormones causing trouble during physical development.

Riding out of the school gate, on the side of the road, a tall girl with long hair lowered her head and walked forward. She seemed to be Azusa Hase's classmate in the back seat. The altitude of 1.72 meters made her always lower her head and bend her waist, using her bangs.

Covering most of his face, he looks submissive and has no personality or presence at all.

"Kanggu-san, see you next Monday."

He said hello casually and didn't care about her reaction. Fujii's bicycle passed by the girl who bowed her head.

"Fujii...classmate, see you this week...on Monday."

Hase Azusa paused for a few seconds, and when she came to her senses, Fujii, who was in the front seat, had already ridden away, and her response could no longer be heard.

After returning home, I began to practice the accuracy of kicking the ball. The football collided with the wall and legs back and forth. The white circles on the wall with a diameter of 15 centimeters could occasionally hit the center of the circle at a distance of ten meters.

"Shu, Teacher Yichuan called me this morning and asked if you are free to meet tomorrow? Let's talk about your submission."

The training lasted until seven o'clock, and Takuma Tianhai came out to inform him about his business career, handing him a towel.

"Okay, let her set the time and place."

He took the towel from Tianhai Takumo, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and put the football back into his net bag.

"She said if possible, we can go to a nearby cafe and meet at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

"Uncle Tianhai, have you finished drawing the special episode of the Hypnosis Academy?"

"I finished the work last night. Do you want to read it? You are the first reader again."

Amami Takuma, who has dark circles under his eyes, has been making progress during this period. A single volume of about 100P (pictures), until it is removed from the shelves, can earn about two to three million yen in author royalties, which is already a high level among Riban painters.

It's top-notch.

"No, let's take it with us tomorrow. I still have a dozen chapters of manuscripts."

I refuse this dishonorable honor. The purpose of Fujii Shu copying this book is not to become famous, but to earn enough living expenses at once. Although Uncle Tianhai loves painting, his talent is limited and he can only produce two or three single volumes every year.

The income he brought has reached the upper limit of his ability.

The annual tuition fees for Hachioji High School and his own living expenses, including custom-made school uniforms in winter and summer, are all averaged out to about two million yen. This is based on Fujii's good intelligence. The deviation value is more than 70 all year round, so there is no need to participate.

In the case of cram school.

The one-family house I own is the legacy of Amami Takuma and Fujii's late mother Yuki Amami's parents. The annual house tax is also a big expense. Fujii doesn't want to throw all the stress of life to someone with mild social phobia.

Uncle Tianhai is responsible for it.

It is not easy to live a leisurely life.

Fujii sighed, from the soul of China to the island country, it just changed the map, it is still a social environment within a volume.

A cafe in Kitano-cho, Hachioji City, on Saturday afternoon.

Yichuan Jingliu put down the thick sketch in his hand, and the young man opposite looked sideways out of the French window. The talkative sparrows on the telephone pole, the slender neck, and the gentle facial contours of Bai Jian made people have to admire it a few more times.

"How's it going? Teacher Yichuan."

The middle-parted man with long hair next to the boy, Amami Takuma, interrupted her thoughts at an inappropriate time. Ikawa Shizuru looked away and started talking casually.

"The content of the fifteen chapters of the drawings is excellent, especially the plot that gradually reverses later. The artistry and storyboarding are at the top level in the industry. I can contact Shogakukan to serialize it every half month, but I don't know, Fujii-kun

If you go to school, do you have time to create? After all, studies are the most important thing."

"No problem. My painting speed is quite fast. If I serialize it in a bimonthly publication, it won't affect my study."

If Fujii's LV3 painting skills are used to draw traditional Western oil paintings, it will indeed be much slower, but if he uses it to copy out comics like Chainsaw Man from memory, he can easily complete the semi-monthly issue if he spares an hour or two every night.

For serialization work, you can even draw an extra chapter and prepare a manuscript.

While they were discussing, at a table not far away, Fujii's acting head teacher, Miyagi Wakika, was dating an older man in a black suit.

"The quality of this cafe is not as good as the one near my apartment in Shinagawa Ward. Can I treat you to it next time?"

The man in a black suit who is nearly thirty years old has an ordinary appearance, but he always reveals the Patek Philippe on his wrist intentionally or unintentionally. The GTR car keychain placed on the table also shows that he is worth a lot. He is the descendant of Miyagi Wakika's parents.

The boyfriend I introduced was Yuuki Karang, a second-generation rich man I had been with for more than three months, the second son in the family, and his father opened a trading company.

What are they talking about? They don't look like family.

Miyagi Wakika didn't listen to Imai's words at all, and observed the conversation at Fujii's table. It wasn't until Yuuki coughed lightly that she came back to her senses.

"Sorry, I'm rude."

She lowered her head and answered softly.

"It doesn't matter, it's hard to teach students every day and also be the class teacher, isn't it? I understand."

Yuki magnanimously forgives Miyagi Wakika's rudeness. Looking at the beautiful female teacher's slightly panicked face, he is more moved than the woman in the nightclub. Originally, he planned to get away after just having fun, but after being together for so long, he has not

The success made him feel that this kind of conservative and traditional beauty was more suitable as a marriage partner.

"Your Hachioji High School football team. When I joined the Horikoshi High School team when I was in school in Tokyo, I played several games with them. That was more than ten years ago. The local high school football competition is about to start. Go

How about your school team's game?"

Seeing that Miyagi Wakika was not interested in coffee, Yuuki changed the subject and focused on the high school she was connected to.

"Okay, it should be the 29th of this month. There are still more than ten days left. One of the students in our class is also the main force of the school team."

Miyagi Wakika continued to talk along with his topic. Not far away, Fujii Shu and Amami Takuma stood up, greeted each other with the cold and charming Ikawa Shizuru, and left her favorite cafe.

"Really? It seems that the football team of Hachioji High School has never qualified in the local competition and participated in the top 48 tournament in the country."

In Yuki's memory, Hachioji High School has always been a mid-level football team in Tokyo, and it is completely different from a strong team like his alma mater, Horikoshi High School.

"The current head coach of the school team is retired player Masaki Fukai of the J-League Kashima Antlers. He has been coaching for three years. I heard that it is different than before."

Miyagi Wakika opened her mouth to defend her school, Yuuki smiled and did not refute, but deep down in her heart, her impression of Hachioji High School was still the same as that of her defeated opponent back then.

(End of chapter)