"Loach beard!"

Yayoi shouted subconsciously, then hurriedly dodged to the side.

The monster's head is very big, not smaller than his body; his eyes are dull and dull, and there are two beards on the corner of his mouth. At first glance, it looks like a loach's beard.

No wonder Yayoi shouted like this.

"Good afternoon, the weather is really good today." Loach Beard looked up at the sky and said gently.

"Yeah, it's not right!" Yayoi waved his hand, "Is it time to discuss the weather now?"

Yayoi was not actually afraid. He could travel to other worlds in an instant and be invincible.

And he was very curious about what the monster Natsume saw looked like. In addition, the comics recently serialized are complete monster comics. He imagined the illusory monsters, but now he is more concerned about what they are real.

"Brother, what are you going to talk about?" The loach's beard looked scary, but it was very friendly. Although his eyes were dull, it could make people feel that his humans and animals were harmless.

Yayoi thought for a moment and asked, "Where are you from? What are you going to do?"

Loach Beard pointed to the south and said, "The mountains over there. As for what to do? I don't know. I just took a trip. But when I came here, I felt the breath of a high-level monster, and I wanted to see him."

"Advanced monster?" Yayoi suddenly realized that there was indeed a lucky cat in this area who claimed to be a high-level monster.

He said without changing his face: "Are there any advanced monsters here? It's so strange."

"Oh, by the way, I still have my brother's diapers to change at home, so I have to say goodbye!"

Yayoi patted his forehead and said anxiously.

"Goodbye, brother!"

Loach Beard waved leisurely and said goodbye to Yayoi.

...

When I came, I was slow, shaking every step and stumbled, and now it was the speed of a 1,000-meter long-distance race.

In less than 5 minutes, Yayoi returned to the street.

"Hatbet teacher."

When passing by Tsukamoto's house, Yabumo was cleaning the snow at the door and greeted him respectfully.

"Oh! Sister Tsukamoto, long time no see!" Yayoi waved at her, "If it's okay, don't stay outside."

Something strange is coming!

"Long time no see?" Yakumo's mouth curled up intoxicating curves. Yes, although he was a neighbor, it was indeed a long time no see.

Teacher Hattori...he's too homeless!

"Is there anything?" Yakumo asked weakly.

Yayoi said seriously: "Just believe me, sister Tsukamoto."

"Oh," Yakumo nodded in a slight sense of understanding, suddenly remembering something, and said with a little excitement, "Sister, she said that she will return to Neon this Saturday."

"That's it! Then we'll get together well." Yayoi was overjoyed. Because Karasuma Daiji's condition had to be treated in Omiya and Tenman had to take care of him there, so Yayoi hadn't seen Tenman for a long time.

"Why did you suddenly say you want to come back? Is there something wrong?"

Yabumo said: "Sister said that because you are about to graduate, you will have a party for seniors from Class B in the past 2 years. My sister believes that if you meet your former classmates, it may be effective for Senior Karasuma's condition."

"This is the right time!" Yayoi nodded vigorously and clenched his fist. "You go and tell Tianman! This time it will definitely work!"

"……yes."

Yakumo was unclear, but when he saw Yayoi's firm look, he believed it a lot, so he hesitated and replied.

"I have urgent matters, so I will talk to you if I have time." Yayoi said goodbye to her and hurried home.

"Yes, goodbye Hattori."

...

Yayoi slowly turned the key, opened the door, and looked inside secretly.

"fine."

He wiped his sweat, worried that Loach Beard would come to his home.

It is better not to mess with strange monsters.

"Hatsuke, what are you doing?"

The sudden sound was shocked by Yayoi even the pleasant female voice. He quickly turned around and found that it was Kurosaki Tsuki who had met twice.

He looked around and found a black car next to the house. Two men with suits and leather faces stood beside the car. They should be bodyguards.

Because I was too focused, I didn't even hear the sound of the car driving.

"Hassin-Law?"

Yayoi clarified the causes and consequences and said a little embarrassedly: "The comics...the comics are based on. Miss Kurosaki, are you?"

"I happened to pass by and happened to see Mr. Hattori. I was so lucky today." She made a heart-stopping look on Nishiko.

"Oh." Yayoi's eyebrows raised, and it was really unlucky to make a fool of himself by chance.

"Please come in and sit down," he invited.

"Thank you." Kurosaki smiled shyly. It was naturally not a coincidence. Although there are miracles in this world, people still conquer nature.

After searching for several months, the manga artist Hattori Yayoi's home address was finally found.

"Where are some of them?"

Yayoi pointed to several bodyguards who stood still, and Kurosaki shook his head, "It's good they're there, I'm sorry to bother Mr. Hattori alone."

“Where do it.”

Kurosaki came to the living room with Yayoi and sat down. Before he could wait, he couldn't help asking: "Two months ago, I wanted to ask the teacher what tablet is suitable for novices, so I made a few calls, but it didn't work. Is the teacher very busy recently?"

Yayoi thought for a while and embarrassedly buckled his cheek with his little finger, "I am drawing materials from other cartoonists and teachers."

"Your records are also on your phone, but I will not call back my unfamiliar numbers."

"That's it." Kurosaki said with a reluctant smile.

Sure enough, I didn't save my mobile number.

That is, when I met in the family restaurant, he hurriedly left before he could get in touch with me slowly and gradually deepen.

"I don't know much about digital tablets," Yayoi said apologetically. "Since I was a child, I have been used to drawing comics with g strokes. This kind of high-tech is a hard work for me."

Kurosaki said: "It's okay, I've already chosen it. Next time I have a work, can I ask Mr. Watson to take a look?"

"Of course," Yayoi smiled, "As long as it is an interesting manga, I am not picky about food."

Kurosaki covered his mouth and smiled, "Interesting comics are very difficult for me."

"Miss Kurosaki's comics are like that, with a spirituality, under the sacred ritual, but also violent and dark connotations, which really makes me enjoy the joy."

"Speaking of this, whether it is the Hot-blooded King's Way comic or the Evil's Way comic, I like it only interesting."

Kurosaki's eyes moved and asked, "So is the same in love comics?"
Chapter completed!