"New wife, this time it's the second place!" Hattori Yujiro told the new wife that he was happy. He was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Woo~ga! Swish swish swish swish! Damn crowd, ha!" Under the deafening music, the new wife did not hear Yujiro's words, and was still immersed in her creation.

"New wife!" Yujiro shouted at the top of his lungs.

The assistant working beside him shook his head silently, "These two people are starting again."

The new assistant is in his 30s and looks like he weighs 100 kilograms. He has a unshaven beard and is named Koro Nakai.

"Oh, it's Yujirosang. When did you arrive?" the new wife turned her head and greeted Yujiro.

"I've called you a lot." Yujiro said helplessly. Then he accused: "The neighbors all told me that the speaker was too noisy. The new wife can't control it."

"Stop talking about this, Yujirosang." The new wife waved her hand happily and asked with wide eyes: "Where is the ranking this time?"

"The second place is, Hattori also misses you one." Yujiro repeated again.

"The new wife's "crow" should be fine, we have made a big deal."

The new wife was still very firm. He said stubbornly: "No, Yujirosang, "crow" must have hidden dangers. You can't take it lightly!"

...

Three days later, "Yoshida Sang, don't you have an assistant yet?"

"Please give me some more time, please."

"Yes." Day after day, day after day, so many days. Yayoi is already desperate.

"Miss Suzu, I'm sorry for you. If I had my new wife Eiji's hand speed, it would be great." Yayoi said to Miss Suzu with an apology.

"Don't say this now. Please work hard." Zu Xu rolled his eyes.

"Ahhaha..." Yayoi smiled awkwardly.

"Buzz", the phone rang.

"I am Hattori Yayoi, who are you?" Yayoi asked weakly.

"I'm Bomo Fist!" The person on the opposite phone spoke in a state of excitement.

"Bomoquaner? Can you tell me in detail?" I have no impression of this name at all.

"It's me, I! The one who defeated the robber a few days ago!"

Yayoi suddenly realized and blurted out: "Wild boy!"

"Who is a wild boy? My name is Bomo Fist!" He looked very angry.

"Sorry, sorry," Yayoi quickly apologized, and then said, "Speaking of the story, I didn't thank you, I want to visit you!"

"Let me go to your place."

"That's fine." Yayoi then told him his address.

Half an hour later, the Soram arrived. Yayoi opened the door to welcome him in and prepared some snacks and drinks.

Before the conversation started, Bomo picked up the snack and ate it. He chewed it in just one bite, then swallowed it. He had already finished the snack that was quite large in less than two minutes.

"Ha!" He opened the drink, took a sip, and sighed: "Here you come alive!"

Yayoi was stunned for a moment and asked, "Homo Jun, what's wrong with you?"

"Because you have conflicts with your family, you just live alone." He explained briefly, and did not say that he was miserable at all.

"That's the case, what are you going to do next?" Yayoi asked worriedly. Bomo Fist is not himself, he is only 15 years old, how should he live?

Bomo's dark face turned red, and he said embarrassedly: "I want to spend some time with you first, and wait until I find a job before leaving here."

"Of course there is no problem. I have many empty rooms here. You can stay as long as you want." Yayoi agreed.

He put his hands on the table, then put his forehead on, and said, "Thank you so much."

"It's okay." Yayoi said.

"By the way, Bomo Jun, do you want to be a comic assistant?"

"Although I like comics very much, I'm worried about being a comic assistant or something..."

"It's okay!" Yayoi interrupted: "I will teach you, it's actually very simple."

"Since you said that," Boma mustered up the courage: "Please take care of me in the future, Mr. Hattori!"

"I should say that."

...

"That's it, Miss Sasu, we have a new assistant." Yayoi explained to Miss Sasu, who was confused.

"This is Miss Zusu, my ace assistant."

"Ace assistant or something." Miss Zusu complained: "It's obvious that I'm the only assistant."

However, she still warmly raised her hand and welcomed Bomo: "Thank you so much, I finally have a companion!"

Bomo scratched his head inexplicably, looking at his enthusiastic colleague. He could only hold her hand and say, "Where, I am. I will trouble you in the future."

"This is complete." Looking at the preparation assistant, Yayoi sighed.

I felt cherished after losing it. Although my beloved disciple is a pervert, it really helped a lot. Fortunately, Bomo has come now. He said to Bomo: "Bomo, because you are still a novice, now you only post outlets and paint black."

"Yes!" He hesitated for a moment and said, "I feel like I can draw these backgrounds too."

"What? Then try it, Homoma-kun." Yayoi decided to trust him.

Bomo took the drawing and drew it for a long time before handing it to Yayoi: "I'm done!"

"Hey! It's a surprise." He praised as he looked at the nervous Bomo.

Although it is not as good as Miss Zuxu, it can be used. Although the time spent on a long time on the sowing, it is acceptable. I decided to start from scratch, but I didn't expect that he still has a foundation. This was already an unexpected surprise.

"Because I like comics very much, I have practiced it in private." He explained. There was a rosy hidden under his black face.

With an extra new force, he was no longer as tired as before. Although it took him some time to teach him, it was still completed at 17 o'clock.

"It's finally over," Yayoi stood up, stretched his waist, and said to Miss Suzu: "Today I want to welcome the arrival of Kasuma-kun, so you can stay for dinner."

"That's great." Miss Zusu said happily. "I haven't had a teacher's meal for a long time!"

"No need to do this."

"It's okay. By the way, I'll give it to you." Yayoi handed over 10 Fukuzawa Yukichi.

"Why? Mr. Hattori is this?" Tomo looked at Yayoi in confusion.

"This is part of the salary for advance payment," he explained. "I'm going to the supermarket to buy vegetables, so you can buy some daily necessities together."

"Thank you, Hattori!" After Tomoma took Fukuzawa Yukichi, Yayoi turned around and walked towards the door.

Because, a man will not want others to see his crying!
Chapter completed!