At around 5 pm, Hattori.

"Miss Suzu, please be more serious." Yayoi took a manga manuscript and said to Miss Suzu, "Look, the background here is too strange. It should be April, the day when cherry blossoms are in full bloom. The cherry blossom branches here are bare."

"Sorry." Miss Zusu apologized immediately. She glanced at the door in sorrow and sighed, "It's really a mess."

"Oh~ it wasn't like this before?"

Miss Zuxu stroked her hair and said uneasy: "After so many years, I am still a comic assistant, it's really..."

In this way, Miss Zuxu is not worried about her beloved disciple, or she is not entirely worried about her beloved disciple. She is just inferior.

The assistant of the same period, her beloved disciple has been serialized, but she still stays still.

There is nothing but now that my beloved disciple has come to the studio, the comparison is too obvious.

Alas! Yayoi sighed in his heart, even after the beloved disciple, Miss Zusu is about to leave her.

"Miss Atsusu, after "Infinite Horror" is over, I have something I want to talk to you about." Yayoi said calmly.

"Eh?" Miss Zusu covered her mouth in surprise, and then said, "I understand."

"Rush" sound, Nozaki immersed in the comics and did not respond to the conversation between the two.

Looking at his appearance, Yayoi was very satisfied. This assistant, no matter what aspect, he can evaluate the full mark. Except for his strange thoughts.

Why do you respect Miyamaki Ken so much? If it is his editor, it doesn’t have to be like this. Among the cartoonists Yayoi knows, even Hiramaru will be tough;

In addition, the person he admires the most is his beloved disciple, and Yayoi can't make a turn no matter how he thinks.

"Nozaki, how long have you been practicing drawing comics?"

Nozaki raised his head and said in reminiscing: "Since the second grade of middle school in our country, it has been more than two years now."

"Hey! More than two years!" Miss Zusu was uneasy, "Are you just a high school student?"

"Yes." Nozaki nodded calmly.

"This is really amazing," sighed Ms. Zusu, "Just like a high school student, both in background and in character, is very powerful. Are high school students nowadays monsters!"

Nozaki was not surprised by his compliments and humbly said: "Thank you for your praise. I am still far from the comics teacher. Especially the teacher serialized in "Weekly Youth Jump".

When chatting with friends, when talking about cartoonists, the others are Hattori Yayoi and his new wife Eiji. Only he says he is stupid and says he loves his disciples courage. Boys are fine, but girls will blush and point at him and say, "Baga, pervert!"

Although I can't understand the girl's approach, and I have not changed my admiration for my beloved teacher. But Nozaki learned to be ambiguous and said that it is a wide range.

Miss Zuxu was even more satisfied. Not only did this assistant, but she had a good personality. She would think more relaxed when she got along with him in the future.

The conversation was to relax. After talking for a while, the studio became silent again.

It was not until 20 minutes later that the silence was broken by the sound of the door opening.

"You guys are so strange." Natsume pushed open the door and said curiously.

Sister Zuxu took a look, quickly dodged, and then looked over with relief;

There were also strangers sitting at his work desk, looking at him so eagerly that they were about to melt him.

"Ah." Nozaki sighed lightly, very disappointed.

I'm really sorry!

Natsume rolled her eyes and asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

"This little brother is my new assistant. If there is no extra work desk, you can take a break today. A courier company will add another table tomorrow."

"No, I'll just draw on the desk in the bedroom." Natsume said to Yayoi obediently, and then he looked at Nozaki, "Hello, I'm Natsume Takashi."

Nozaki nodded, "Hello, I am Umetaro Nozaki."

"I'm very happy to see you." Natsume said hello and said to Yayoi, "I'll go to the bedroom first."

"Wait," Yayoi looked at Natsume with a smile on his lips and asked, "Why did you go home so late today? Your clothes are dirty."

Natsume scratched her hair embarrassedly and said shyly: "It's all that guy Haruhara, I have to play football with him."

"It's really rare." Yayoi quipped.

"It's just Malu Haruhara." Natsume complained, but the smile on the corner of her mouth could not be concealed.

Yayoi waved his hand and said, "Okay, you go and take a shower first."

"Um."

After Natsume left, Miss Atsusu whispered to Yayoi: "Natsume has changed a lot. I really deserve to thank the child named Haruhara."

"Yes." Yayoi sighed.

...

Time passed, and there was still no trace of the person who should come. Nozaki looked at the door from time to time, looking forward to the door but there was no movement. He kept sighing.

"What's wrong, Nozaki-kun." Miss Suzu asked.

"Sorry. I'm disturbing you." Nozaki's eyes were dazed. He was very anxious. He barely turned his mind and said, "The teacher hasn't arrived yet, I'm just a little anxious."

"It's no big deal." Miss Suzu smiled kindly, then he looked at Yayoi and asked in confusion: "Teacher, are there any visitors today?"

"……there is none left."

Miss Zuxu was puzzled, "Then what happened?"

Yayoi emphasized: "I said, someone will come today."

"But Nozaki Kan said," Miss Yusu was stunned when she said this. She murmured, "It won't be..."

Before Yayoi could answer, the knock on the door rang out, and the familiar voice came from the door:

"Hatsuke Master is open! I am my beloved disciple!"

"Love disciple teacher!" Nozaki couldn't sit still. He stood up and rushed to the door. He opened the door and said in a mixed mood: "Love disciple teacher!"

Finally! I finally saw you! My disciple teacher! My efforts over the years have not been in vain! I want to express all my feelings!

"Hey? Are you?" The smile on the corner of his mouth froze. He took two steps back and asked in confusion.

I can't go wrong, right? That's right. It's been so many years. It's nothing wrong.

But, he just said [Love Teacher], it was so strange.

"Yes, I should introduce myself first. I'm so stupid." Nozaki said panickedly, "I'm Uetaro Nozaki, 15 years old, 190 cm tall, and my birthday is June 6, Gemini. I'm good at cooking..."

The beloved disciple interrupted him and asked anxiously: "What's the point?"

Nozaki smiled embarrassedly: "I'm so sorry. Actually, I'm good at comics, but it's far worse than my favorite teacher. It's really a show of my skills."

“Eh?”

The expression of the beloved disciple is complicated.

Miss Zusu was not much better. She opened her mouth in surprise, and then she got used to it and asked with her eyes twitching: "Teacher Hattori, I must have understood this wrongly, there must be some misunderstanding."

"I'm sorry, Miss Atsusu." Yayoi said sadly, "It's all true."
Chapter completed!