Chapter 19 One Punch Man remake, submitted!
Three days later.
The sun was obscured by clouds, as if it didn't want to see the shy scene.
In the dilapidated apartment next to the tram tracks, there were only Oda Shingo and Namikaze Yukaku.
Oda Shingo looked serious: "I put it in."
"Okay, okay..." Namikaze Youkaku's voice trembled.
"You're too nervous. Relax. The entrance is very tight. Will it be impossible to get it in?"
Namikaze Yukuru, with a sacred expression on his face: "How about I, I open some more..."
"Okay! It's put in." Oda Shingo nodded, "But if it's too much, it will leak out."
"I'm a little nervous about submitting an article for the first time." Namikaze Youkaku's hands were still shaking a little, and he carefully sealed the envelope with glue.
Too much white paste was applied.
The thick letter paper made the envelope bulging.
After all, this is my first time submitting an article, so I am very nervous.
After sealing the envelope, Namikaze Yukaku handed it to Oda Shingo with both hands with a solemn expression.
Oda Shingo held the manuscript envelope that carried the two people's hard work and walked out with solemn steps.
Three episodes of "One Punch Man" have been completed and officially submitted!
"Let's go together!" Oda Shingo shouted.
"I'm coming!" Namikaze Yukaku shouted happily.
Oda Shingo took Namikaze Yukaku to places he had never been before...
At the mailbox three streets away.
Because Oda Shingo had just walked not far away with the submission envelope when he suddenly felt a burning gaze on his back.
Looking back, it turned out that Namikaze Yukaku was standing at the door eagerly like a resentful woman, looking at Oda Shingo.
She also wants to submit manuscripts together.
It’s understandable, it’s the first commemoration after all.
Japanese mailboxes come in various colors, with orange-red as the main color.
The mailbox in front of me is a cylindrical shape with an orange-red body and a hat.
Oda Shingo stood in front of the mailbox and sighed: "It feels like a very old thing. It hasn't been used in many years."
Namikaze Yukaku recalled it and nodded. He had not used it for at least a year.
But when Yukaku Namikaze applied for admission to Tokyo University of the Arts, someone in his hometown submitted an application letter. This is different from China.
As for Oda Shingo, although they are from the same university, they don't have a deep feeling about it.
"You can deliver it in." Oda Shingo handed the thick letter to Namikaze Yukuru.
Namikaze Youkaku's eyes were full of nervousness and excitement: "Let's deliver it together."
She and Oda Shingo each held the envelope and slowly put it into the opening of the mailbox.
"Ah! Wait a minute!"
Suddenly, Namikaze Yukaku screamed.
"?" Oda Shingo looked at her in confusion.
Namikaze Yukaku stared at the envelope nervously: "Did we miss any pages?"
"……No."
“Did we write the wrong return address?”
"……No."
"Did we write each other's addresses wrong?"
"...Don't worry." Oda Shingo comforted, "I checked it carefully."
Namikaze Youkaku took a deep breath, silently reciting the Ninjue in his heart, and quickly stabilized his mood: "Ah, I'm sorry, it's my first time after all, I'm a little nervous."
"It's okay, I understand." Oda Shingo used a little force on his hand to push Namikaze Yukuru to push the envelope into the mailbox. "This work is like our child. We care about it very much. We are too nervous. It’s quite normal.”
Namikaze Youkaku's eyes were gentle as he watched the thick envelope enter the hole: "Yeah, it's like..."
As there was a gentle friction sound inside, she gradually relaxed.
Like our children? This description is very appropriate. With a gentle sound, he went in completely.
The thick envelope fell into the mailbox.
"Ah." Namikaze Yukaku suddenly exclaimed again.
"What's wrong?" Oda Shingo was confused.
"No, it's okay." Namikaze Youkaku turned around and walked back quickly, his cheeks stained with a touch of rosy.
"?"
Oda Shingo shrugged his shoulders and didn't ask any more questions.
The two of them went back one after the other.
Namikaze Youkaku's steps gradually became brisk.
Mr. Oda, a genius like you might not understand me, right?
When I was a child, apart from ninjutsu, comic books accompanied me.
When I went to school in the city, I couldn't get along well with my classmates.
What accompanies me is still comics.
Now, the comic I drew myself is finally submitted!
I’m afraid it’s difficult for you to understand this uneasy feeling, right?
A little happy, a little excited, a little looking forward to, and more nervous...
"Thank you, Mr. Oda. You have fulfilled one of my wishes since childhood." Namikaze Yukaku looked back at Oda Shingo and smiled: "It's just that a genius like you will definitely not be able to understand this feeling!"
Oda Shingo: "?"
However, Namikaze Youkaku pursed his lips and smiled, stopped talking, turned around and walked quickly with his hands behind his back.
When the road light turned green and crossed the zebra crossing, a girl came from the opposite side carrying a schoolbag.
"There are a lot of posts in the community. Go home quickly and have fun." Wearing JK, she was reading and walking around with her mobile phone. He walked with a hint of heroism, but his black hair was flowing and his appearance was pretty, making him quite eye-catching on the road.
Even Namikaze Youhe paid a little attention to her.
This girl is none other than Toudo Kōjo from the boxing gym.
However, Oda Shingo didn't even take a second look. He only had career in his heart, and naturally there was no lust in his eyes.
[Comic Demon King System Reminder! 】The system sound suddenly sounded in my mind.
Oda Shingo was stunned and his steps slowed down a little.
But when he wanted to pay attention to what the system reminded him, it was silent again.
【……】
Hello? What are you doing with the system? Telling the truth? Oda Shingo pretended to touch his head, and then continued to cross the road.
Todo Xiangcheng also happened to be walking towards me.
The moment they passed each other, she suddenly turned her head and looked at Oda Shingo.
She suddenly felt something strange and subconsciously looked at the young man who passed by her.
Fujido Xiangcheng noticed that this was a young man in his early twenties. He has good energy and bright eyes. Although he is not very handsome, he does not look annoying.
Some girls even judged him to be at the level of a handsome boy.
It's just that it seems like something is reminding me to pay attention to him...
The girl's long hair brushed against Oda Shingo's side.
At that moment, Toudo Xiangcheng felt that time seemed to slow down.
She just looked at the young man, who was only one step away from her.
The figure, movements, and expressions are all so distinct.
Why haven't I noticed before that boys are pretty good-looking?
Todo Xiangcheng was stunned.
No, are these still my own thoughts? When I face a boy who is acting pretentious in front of me, I will use my fists to teach him not to be so pushy!
Uh, but he didn’t do anything out of the ordinary.
It's just me, why do I have a weird feeling about him?
Todo Xiangcheng opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Seeing Oda Shingo fading away, she had stopped and looked back.
(End of chapter)