Yayoi returned home and told his father what to do to start the serialization.

"Although you are still young, you have been independent since childhood," Dad is very open-minded: "Being a cartoonist has always been your dream. How can I stop a man's dream? Do it if you want to!"

After saying that, he handed Yayoi a bunch of keys, Yayoi subconsciously took it.

"This is the key to your studio. I knew there would be such a day that I would buy a small house near your school," he blinked and said in a rare mischievous manner: "Of course I bought it with the money you used to draw comics! Haha."

"Thank you." Yayoi held the key tightly.

"Then let me move the things with you!" Dad rolled up his sleeves and said resolutely.

"yes!"

...

"Teacher Yayoi, I am Yoshida Yukiji." Yoshida's voice came from the door.

"Yoshida Sang, you can open the door and come in." Although Yayoi gave Yoshida a key, he still wanted to inform Yayoi.

Yoshida walked into the house with a stranger and introduced, "Teacher Yayoi, this is the assistant I mentioned, called Aijiao Courage."

"Although his personality is a bit weird, his abilities are outstanding."

Yoshida turned to look at his beloved disciple's courage and joked: "Love disciple, this is Hattori Yayoi. Although he is quite young, he has been serialized in jump for many years, but he is your senior."

"Teacher Yayoi, I have the courage of my beloved disciple. Please take care of me!" My beloved disciple bowed 90°, but did not disrespect Yayoi because she was young.

"Hello, my dear disciple." Yayoi nodded courageously at his dear disciple. He took out a semi-finished draft and said, "I dear disciple, which point do you think you have the best drawing?"

"Girls, of course the background is also good, and... and..." he said shyly.

"Haha, what's so shy about this? Don't worry and say it boldly!" Yayoi couldn't help but be happy when he looked at him, as if an old driver saw the cute newbie and said boldly.

"Fat ○..." the beloved disciple pouted and whispered.

"What did you say?" Yayoi suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"Girls' fat, my best bet is to draw girls' fat!" said the beloved tremblingly, but his face was blushing and he was breathing heavily.

"Fat ○ I like the most, no matter whether it is lace or laceless; or blue and white strips, bear ○, hollow ○, transparent ○, transparent ○, no matter what fat ○ I like the most." A passionate word, if it were not for the content, Yayoi would be very touched. It is rare for a young man to have such a strong emotion about his preferences.

But he is a great gentleman! This is obviously not a car to go to kindergarten! It is not a cute newbie, it is clearly a benchmark in the gentleman world!

"Well. Girls and background, I understand." Yayoi nodded calmly. It seemed that he didn't hear "Fat ○" or anything.

Yayoi handed the semi-finished drawing and a photo to his beloved disciple, and said, "Please draw the inner background of the spacecraft on this drawing, and draw it according to this photo. Of course, you need to modify it, at least don't let others see it."

"I understand, Yayoi!"

The beloved disciple went to paint the background silently.

Yayoi walked to Yoshida and asked in a low voice: "You should know, Yoshida Sang."

"Sorry, there is nothing we can do about this. The comic assistant is too scarce." Yoshida had a bitter face.

"Then I understand you this time." Yayoi nodded openly, but he quickly turned a blind face and threatened: "But this is the only one, Yoshida Sang."

"Yes, yes. The remaining assistant must be normal people." Yoshida wiped his cold sweat.

“It couldn’t be better.”

After chatting with Yoshida for a while, my beloved disciple took the drawings and came over.

When Yayoi saw that it was unexpectedly good, it was above the average in his mind. Yayoi roughly calculated the time, which was good, and the time was quite fast.

If it is not considered the personality of the beloved disciple, this assistant is still good. Unfortunately, he is obviously handsome, but he is a pervert.

"Congratulations, you've been hired."

"Thank you, Teacher Yayoi." The beloved disciple smiled and thanked.

However, he immediately showed a dog-legged pleading attitude: "Teacher, I have one thing I want to ask you. That's... that's..."

"Please tell me." What else is there?

The beloved disciple immediately took out a box from somewhere, came to Yayoi and got off the seat, and said respectfully: "Teacher, can you bring my treasures with you? I can't leave them, how can fish leave the water? Thank you very much!" As he said that, he opened the box.

Yayoi suffocated all of a sudden, and the box was filled with all kinds of fat people who had loved their disciples said. ○ How can I save you?

"Moshimosi, is it the Metropolitan Police Department?...Yes, that's right, I have a pervert here!"

"Teacher Yayoi, please don't joke!" The beloved disciple hugged Yayoi's thighs and wanted to stop him.

"Come on, the scene can no longer be controlled!"

“…”

After hanging up the phone, Yayoi looked at the scum with contempt. No, he was his beloved disciple. He said without emotion: "You can't leave this pile of things."

"That's right, teacher, if I leave them, I can't work at all. They are all my treasures!"

"So, goodbye."

"Teacher~" He hugged his legs and refused to let go.

...

After a quarrel, Yayoi had to make three rules with his beloved disciple:

First, the pile of "fabric" must be cleaned up and not placed at will;

Second, you should not affect others because of those "fabrics". If someone visits, you should hide them consciously. After being discovered by others, you should explain them in time. Those things are owned by the courage of your beloved disciple;

Third, you cannot harass women in this studio. (Note: Although not yet.)

The beloved disciple agreed very decisively.

"Teacher, you are such a good person!" sighed.

"Shut up!" Yayoi's face became darker.

Yayoi looked at Yoshida and was still in the studio and said angrily: "San Yoshida, why haven't you left yet? Is the editor so easy?"

Yoshida stretched his hands over his head, looking like I surrendered: "I have something to do."

Then he took out a jump from his handbag, shook it at Yayoi, and said, "Does Yayoi know what this is?"

Yayoi rolled his eyes: "Nonsense, isn't that just a comic magazine?"

When he saw Yoshida's look like "You guess again", he couldn't help but realize: "Is this a sample publication?"

"The teacher said it is right, but there is a crystallization of the teacher's efforts." Yoshida handed the magazine to Yayoi.

Yayoi picked up the jump and felt mixed feelings. He had never thought that his works would be published in the weekly boy jump. His life experience was really unpredictable.

By chance, I also left traces of touching.

He flipped the weekly teenage jump and saw his own comics. They were alive and struggling and rhythm were really touching.

This is different from "Steel Refining". "Steel Refining" was painted by Mr. Taro Kawaguchi. This throbbing is clearly felt by the painter.
Chapter completed!