Tokyo Rebirth: Start From Picking Up Sayu

"Please, please."

Hashima Yinzhi took out a pen and paper from the briefcase beside him, stretched out his hand and pushed it over.

Kato Yusuke looked at these things that were pushed in front of him, neither picking them up nor showing any expression.

Basically, even if Hashima Yoonori provokes him, it does not mean that he must cooperate.

As for proving one's ability to a stranger, what is there to prove?

What's more, he is not a naive three-year-old child who will not lose his mind when provoked.

He looked at Hashima Yinzhi indifferently, tapping his fingers on the table aimlessly, his eyes without any emotion, as if he was looking at nothingness.

As time passes bit by bit.

Hashima Yinzhi also greeted him with a smile at the beginning, but gradually became a little restless.

It was a condescending attitude.

Although the person involved does not seem to have any offensive character, this kind of disregard for others is an attitude in itself.

Hashima Yinzhi felt a little oppressed and uncomfortable on the inner level.

There is no doubt that this person is oppressing him.

After observing the other party's expression again, he was even more certain of this.

He was very troubled and looked towards Akane Benisaka, hoping to get help.

Fortunately, the other party did receive his request for help, and he was also happy to see how things would develop next.

then

"What's wrong? Just give it a try, kid." The other party said.

Thanks to this, someone finally looked away from him.

"Sorry, I don't see the point of doing this." Kato Yusuke said calmly.

"You're not angry when others are provoking you in the face?"

"So, will you be angry because you are provoked by someone who doesn't know how to draw?"

"Are you a man? Where is your manliness?"

"This kind of thing cannot be proved through drawings. You know it yourself."

"Hey, what does it matter? Just draw, otherwise wouldn't even my vision be questioned?"

Kato Yusuke smiled noncommittally, his eyes swept over the faces of Akane Kurisaka and Yoonori Hashima, and finally landed on the paper and pen at hand.

After a while, he said calmly: "Then let me kill some time for my little aunt."

Such a title made Akane Akane subconsciously want to get angry again, but when she saw that he was finally willing to pick up the pen, she gave up in frustration.

As for Hashima Yinzhi, he was finally able to fulfill his wish, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, Kato Yusuke suddenly asked him:

"So, what do you want to see?"

"Uh, can I designate it?"

"It doesn't matter."

"I see, that means that no matter what I specify, Kato-kun can draw it, right?"

""

The other party didn't respond, as if he didn't intend to waste his words.

Hashima Yinzhi held his chin and thought for a moment, "Then, please use cute girls as the theme and draw human body movements."

Without saying anything, Kato Yusuke started writing and was about to paint.

swish swish swish swish swish swish

The tip of the pen slides across the paper, emitting a beautiful melody like music.

Akane Hongsaka called the waiter and asked someone: "Is there anything else you want to eat? Boy."

Kato Yusuke took the time to glance at the menu and kept writing, "Let's have eel rice, plus grilled Wagyu beef and sea urchin."

"I know, that's all. By the way, I'll bring you a bottle of Dassai's half-and-half."

The waiter carefully took down the order and then left.

Akane Kurisaka started talking casually while smoking her cigarette with enjoyment.

"Speaking of which, why are you here in uniform?"

"Do I need to remind you that today is Wednesday?"

"I'm not talking about this, but how did you get into the hotel wearing such clothes?"

“Is there still dress discrimination here?”

"Idiot, that's what it's called."

"This is what you call an imported product. Anyway, I came straight up and no one stopped me."

"Think about it from another angle. Maybe others thought your guardian was here, so they didn't stop you?"

"Why, are you no longer satisfied with being an aunt?" Kato Yuuji said meaningfully.

Akane Hongsaka narrowed her eyes slightly and deliberately blew out a puff of smoke at him, "Sister, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't argue with you."

Then he changed the topic and asked: "And what's going on with those glasses you're wearing?"

"A gift from a friend."

"Little girlfriend?"

"It's a classmate."

"Tsk, you're a piece of waste pretending to be stupid."

"What, are you jealous?"

"Haha, unless you're dead, I'm not that unbearable yet. But you seem to like to think of yourself as my sister's man? This cute possessiveness is quite interesting."

"You seem to have misunderstood something."

Kato Yusuke wrote freely while saying without moving: "I am just clarifying ownership of my own things. You seem to be very happy about this? This innocent girl's heart is quite interesting."

""

Akane Hongsaka put out her cigarette in the ashtray without saying a word, then stretched out her hand towards his face, but he immediately raised his hand to block it.

"do what?"

"If you don't do anything, it just makes me want to beat you when you talk with your glasses on, so I'll help you take them off."

"I can just do it myself."

Kato Yusuke stopped writing for a moment, put the removed eyes into a glasses case and put it into his shoulder bag.

Akane Benisaka curled her lips imperceptibly and lit another cigarette. As soon as she took a puff, he took it away from her mouth and snuffed it out.

"what are you doing!"

She asked with some inexplicable irritation.

Kato Yusuke calmly took out a mint candy from his pocket, tore it open and put it into her mouth.

"Eat a candy first. It won't be too late to smoke it later." He said softly, and then started to draw again.

""

Akane Benisaka stared at him for a while, but she didn't spit out the candy and just ate it reluctantly.

"It tastes terrible, just like you."

"You can't ask a man to smell like strawberry."

"Ha, the smell of tobacco and nicotine is what a man should smell like. You can only be called a brat at best, but that's far from it."

"Whatever you say, students can't smoke after all, and I'm not a delinquent."

Akane Kurisaka was too lazy to pay attention to him, just glanced at what he had almost finished drawing, and then asked: "By the way, how is your progress with the manga now?"

"The publisher has already submitted it to Chapter 28, and I'm currently drawing the follow-up."

"How long do you think it will be until the comic is finished?"

Kato Yusuke pondered for a moment: "About three months."

"That is, next year on the 23rd?"

"Um."

"Is that so? You will be entering the second grade soon, right?"

"yes."

They were chatting here as if there was no one around, while Hashima Yinzhi was watching attentively over there, his expression gradually becoming serious.

Like Akane Kurisaka, Yusuke Kato draws directly from the rough draft, and his every move reveals sophistication, as if he has been immersed in this industry for many years.

Considering his age, this is surprising.

However, because Akane Benisaka was there, it was still within the acceptable range.

However, further

The other party's profound skills of both speed and high quality made him a bit incredible!

Best of all, this guy was even chatting with Akane Kurisaka while he was drawing!

In such a multitasking situation, he was still able to achieve the kind of effect that others need to concentrate on to achieve, which already shocked him!

Especially the sense of randomness that comes easily, as if you already have the whole picture in mind before writing.

Especially when Yusuke Kato showed him the picture he had drawn, this feeling reached its peak.

It was a set of animated pictures of girls performing tricks on rope skipping. There were a total of 12 decomposed movements and 5 close-ups.

Although there is no background, it vividly shows the process of the girl skipping rope.

From preparation, take-off, stay in the air, fall

From the action of throwing the rope, the rotation of the body, the changes in the ponytail and sailor suit, and even the texture details of the clothes

Every step is completely and clearly reflected on the paper!

And when it came to those five close-ups, even the characters' demeanor and temperament were perfectly expressed! Not only is it not dry at all, it also has charm!

Looking at the work in his hand, Hashima Yinzhi almost had an illusion.

It was as if he was not looking at a painting, but some kind of animation production and thorough writing that taught frame by frame, which was full of hearty feeling!

He repeatedly looked at the unedited manuscript in his hand, and he had the urge to put it down so much that he wanted to take it home and collect it, and then sell it at a high price when the opportunity was right.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.

Although Hashima Yinzhi can't draw pictures, it doesn't mean that he can't understand the level of it.

Take the three manuscripts in his hand as an example. They are as exquisite as works of art!

And it’s not the kind of high-brow abstraction. This is something that even outsiders will be full of praise for.

In a flash of thought, Hashima Yinzhi immediately understood the reason why the person involved was so valued by Akane Akane Akasaka.

He calmed down a little and turned his gaze to the opposite side. Just as he was about to express his feelings, he suddenly heard a sneer.

"What are you doing? Boy, I asked you to draw something seriously, and you ended up just drawing for fun here?" Akane Kurisaka said very unhappily, but she blocked what he wanted to say.

"Huh?" Hashima Yinzhi tilted his head unconsciously and said dumbly: "Drawing for fun?"

The other party ignored his reaction and just ordered someone extremely unhappy.

"Hey kid, don't send me away with this kind of thing, hurry up and draw me something more exciting!"

Kato Yusuke had no reaction to this, and just said calmly: "But doesn't your number one disciple like it very much? That's enough."

"He is a layman and knows nothing!"

Ignoring the number one disciple who suddenly froze in place, Akane Benisaka moved her body closer and stretched out her arms to hook his neck.

"Anyway, you must give me some real information today, otherwise wouldn't it mean that I, Akane Kurisaka, only have this level of judgment in seeing people?"

"Let's not mention that you are not the kind of person who cares about other people's opinions. Why didn't you mention it just now if you were dissatisfied?"

"It doesn't matter, you didn't put in much effort anyway."

"This doesn't seem to be the attitude of asking for help."

After hearing this, Akane Benisaka raised her eyebrows, hesitated for a moment, and then changed her tone.

"Okay, okay, just think of it as satisfying my pleasure, can you show him your skills?"

It was a very charming and sexy voice, and even Hashishima Yinzhi couldn't help but be startled by the aura she revealed in that moment.

However, Kato Yusuke remained unmoved.

Seeing this, Akane Akane's brows furrowed and relaxed, her expression suddenly changed, and she gritted her teeth and whispered, "That's enough. At most, I'll give you some compensation later."

""

Kato Yusuke couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of his mouth, and while he was so close that he was almost touching the tip of her nose, he frowned in disdain and said teasingly:

"Contrary to your appearance, you really look like an uncle."

Without waiting for the other party to get angry, he followed up and said: "Anyway, I understand, so let's draw something interesting. Remember what you said."

After finishing speaking, he broke away from Akane Benisaka's arm and began to prepare for painting.

After changing his previous relaxed and freehand style, when he picked up the dip pen again, the feeling was completely different.

His eyes were focused on the snow-white drawing paper, his heroic sword eyebrows were slightly gathered towards the middle, and his pair of dark blue eyes were shining with the light of thinking, completely gone from the previous sloppiness.

Vaguely, it seemed as if even time had slowed down.

Unconsciously, Hashima Yinzhi held his breath and breathed softly, and began to stare at him intently, fearing to miss any changes that would follow.

At a certain moment, it felt like I finally had an answer in my heart.

Kato Yusuke took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he began to draw.

His wrist moved, as if he had caught some trace of inspiration, and he used the tip of his pen to outline it on the drawing paper.

sand

It was an extremely beautiful and melodious sound of writing.

Like a silver snake cutting through the night sky, it instantly illuminated the room.

One stroke, one stroke, one stroke

The young man traces elusive trajectories and combines them one by one with some mysterious and mysterious rules that are completely incomprehensible to people.

Just like looking at mountains, they are not mountains, and looking at water is not water.

When the simple lines are in his hands, they seem to possess some kind of magic power, firmly attracting people's attention.

Vaguely, there seemed to be something unexplainable in the void behind the young man, and it was slowly being transferred to the drawing paper using the brush in his hand as a medium.

Kato Yusuke is so absorbed in the world of painting, his expression focused and serious, as if he has completely blocked all perceptions of the outside world.

Even when the waiter entered the room several times to serve food and pour wine, he had no reaction.

I don't know how much time passed like this, until I drew the last stroke in one go.

sand!

Accompanied by the sudden sound of writing, he finally stopped.

Almost timed out and will be modified later.