Full-time cartoonist - #107 - Chapter 106 About Basketball

“Hey! Napoleon, don’t hump me!”

At Hokkaido University, Nishimura is wearing overalls similar to suspenders and feeding feed.

After entering the university in April, freshmen majoring in animal husbandry will receive a piglet.

Piggy was also a cute animal when he was a child. Round eyes, pink body.

Through the wind and rain, Nishimura has been taking care of the little pig he named “Napoleon”.

Watching it grow up, although it is no longer as cute as when it was a child, in Nishimura’s eyes, the relationship between them is getting better and better, and a tacit understanding is gradually formed.

The agriculture and animal husbandry major is really hard work.

Farming between acres of land and taking care of livestock. You also need to learn a lot of knowledge that you have never been exposed to.

Some time ago, Nishimura artificially bred cows.

He was mentally prepared before bravely reaching in.

Although he felt a little disgusting, after successfully completing it, he was still very happy and had the joy of success.

The teacher said that after 9 months, the original students will be responsible for delivering the baby.

This gave Nishimura more expectations.

However, a week ago he saw a surprising scene.

Last year, a senior who performed artificial breeding delivered a baby, but the calf turned out to be a deformed calf and died in the cow’s belly.

Nishimura, who was watching, almost vomited when he watched him open up the cow’s belly and take out the calf with its eyes closed while sweating profusely.

Later, it was also here at “Napoleon” that the West Village recovered.

“Eat well,” he said to “Napoleon.”

Afterwards, Nishimura wiped the sweat from his head, looked up at the blue sky, and couldn’t help but recall his friend.

Hokkaido is not hot in summer, with cool wind. Higashino, your comics are really interesting. Kitamoto, I don’t know who your girlfriend is in the end. I really miss you.

He muttered to himself.

…

The University of Tokyo is full of students.

Even for a genius like Kitamoto, who is studying law there, he often cannot keep up with the progress and feels very strenuous.

There were no classes on the weekend, so he called Hibiki Higashikata and asked, “Come out and get together?”

Higashino Hibiki looked at the unfinished storyboard and nodded, “No problem, I’ll be there soon.”

The place Kitamoto mentioned was near a university.

It’s a gymnasium.

It was Higashikata’s first time here, and he asked passers-by for directions.

The summer of 1995 seemed to be warmer than before. The first straight female college student with long black hair whom I asked listened to me tenderly, and then led Hibiki Higashino, who happened to be passing by as well.

Arriving at the entrance of the gymnasium, Hibiki saw two acquaintances.

Kitamoto and Hanasa.

The two of them were not familiar with each other. They only knew that the other person was Higashino Hibiki’s friend, so it was a bit awkward at this time.

“Xiangzi.” Hua Chao saw Higashino Hibiki and the female college student and said gently with a smile.

“Xiangzi?” Dongye Xiang was stunned, what is this guy talking about? He should be a very serious person.

“Hua Chao, you were here early.” The female college student walked over and took Hua Chao’s arm.

Only then did Higashino realize that the beautiful girl next to him was Hua Chao’s girlfriend, and her name was coincidentally named Xiangzi.

Hua Chao nodded, “Dong Ye.”

“Well,” Higashikata nodded, “We met by chance.”

Kitamoto came over and the four of them entered the gym.

…

“What a coincidence. My name is Akagi Kyoko,” she introduced herself gracefully, “I didn’t expect you to be Hua Chao’s friend.”

“Higashi no Hibiki,” Hibiki Hibiki pointed at himself, “I didn’t expect that someone like Hua Chao would have a girlfriend.”

He is always taciturn, has no friends except Hibiki Higashikata, and is very withdrawn.

“Because he’s cool playing basketball,” said Kyoko Akagi.

“Basketball is a very popular sport in the United States, but unfortunately it is not as popular as baseball and football in Japan.” She lamented, “I think this sport is very entertaining and confrontational.”

Higashino Hibiki nodded and said: “There are cartoons for baseball such as “Baseball Heroes” and for football there are “Squads”. Basketball does not have comparable comics, which seems to prove that basketball is not very popular.”

If “Slam Dunk” was not serialized, it would not trigger basketball craze in Japan.

Every school has a basketball court.

There are places to play wildball everywhere in the park square.

Boys are crazy about basketball.

This vibrant situation did not occur.

Hibiki Higashino lamented that sometimes a comic can even change a country, or even the entire world.

“Dragon Ball” is like this, and “Slam Dunk” is like this too.

“Higashiya,” Hua Chao said after being silent for a long time: “Can you draw a basketball comic? If it’s you, I can definitely do it.”

“Eh?” Akagi Kyoko was surprised.

“I also have this idea,” Hibiki Higashino said with a smile: “Maybe it will change the status of basketball in Japan.”

He is very confident about “Slam Dunk”.

This work he has been watching since he was a child, the fighting spirit in it has influenced a generation.

“Eh?” Akagi Kyoko was even more surprised.

Looking at these two people with clear eyes, he revealed the words “I am very curious”.

“Then I’ll be looking forward to it,” Kitamoto said. “After all, it’s Higashino’s new work. However, “The Soul of the Game” should be serialized for a long time, right?”

“”Spirit of Chess”!” Akagi Kyouko was shocked. She stared at Hibiki Higashino and asked in disbelief: “Are you the abominable Tori Akino Mirai?”

“Damn it?” Dongye Xiang picked at his cheek, “Don’t say it so much.”

“Of course you have to go too far,” Kyoko Akagi stared at Higashino Hibiki angrily, “You are planning to make Sa Wei disappear, right! Among the comic characters, I like Sa Wei the most! You really have no heart!”

“Why do you like Fujiwara Sawei?” Hibiki Higashino asked.

“Because he’s very handsome!” Akagi Kyoko chuckled, looking like a nymphomaniac.

Looking at Hana Zhao’s angular and handsome face, Higashino Hibiki understood why they would fall in love.

He asked Hua Chao, “Didn’t you tell Miss Akagi?”

“Because I didn’t ask for Dongye’s consent.” Hua Chao said.

This friend is indeed very reliable.

Regarding Kitamoto’s question about whether “Soul of the Game” would be serialized for a long time, Higashino Hibiki did not answer and just skipped it.

Kitamoto didn’t ask further questions, keeping everything in silence.

“Teacher Tori Akino,” Kyoko Akagi asked Hibiki Higashino for his autograph, then narrowed her eyes and asked curiously, “Do you really have a female teacher you like?”

Bei Ben heard this and coughed twice unnaturally.

Higashino Hibiki replied: “You guess, maybe there is, maybe there is not, it’s ambiguous, it’s all possible.”

“Really,” Akagi Kyoko said angrily, “Even if you say that, I think it will definitely happen. After all, “The Garden of Words” is real and delicate. It is a work that can only be painted by those who have experienced it.”

“You are so naive,” Higashikata shook his head.

“Is she a female teacher in high school?” She guessed to herself, “A female teacher in high school who is very beautiful and has a good relationship.”

“Xiangzi.” Hua Chao called out, and Chimu Xiangzi calmed down and did not continue to speculate.

Hua Chao looked at Hibiki Higashi and asked: “Higashi, do you want to play basketball together?”

Higashino Hibiki looked at Kitamoto and shook his head.

Kitamoto doesn’t know how to play basketball.

“Well,” Hua Chao nodded, “Goodbye then.”

He walked to the basketball court.

“If you really want to draw a basketball comic,” Kyoko Akagi waved her hand, “teacher, please remember to let me appear!”

“Yes.” Higashi Hibiki said.

…

Table tennis court.

Ping ping pong, hitting a lot of balls.

Kitamoto wiped his sweat and felt helpless, “I always lose. Why didn’t I realize before that you are so good at table tennis, Dongye…”

Higashikata calmed down and said, “Maybe it’s because your backhand is weak, your forehand is not precise, your steps are loose, your reactions are slow, and none of your movements are decent.”

“It’s really too much to say,” Kitamoto picked up the table tennis ball and pointed the racket at Hibiki Higashino, “but this sentence would look cool in a comic.”

“Yes, it will become a famous line.”

The two men laughed.

I haven’t seen each other for a long time, and I’m really happy to meet again. The relationship is still the same as before, and we don’t need to use language or worry about hurting each other.

Very relaxing to be with.

After a few games, the two of them sat aside to rest.

Kitamoto bought iced mineral water, handed a bottle to Higashino, and said regretfully: “It’s a pity Nishimura is still raising pigs in Hokkaido.”

Higashino Hibiki drank half a bottle of water in one gulp, feeling his front teeth hurt from the cold before he finally quenched his thirst.

He smiled and said: “I don’t know how he is doing. I haven’t called him. He is probably very busy every day. Nishimura is finally settling down.”

“Well,” Kitamoto nodded in agreement, “I haven’t persisted in learning Go.”

Regarding Nishimura, the two complained for a while.

Kitamoto suddenly said: “Are you really ready to finish “The Soul of the Game”? Even if Zuo Wei disappears, this work will still be interesting.”

Higashino Hibiki was stunned and replied: “The story should have ended after Zuo Wei disappeared. The story about inheritance ends here.”

“The past and present of Go have been almost drawn. As for the future, I plan to draw a short story.”

Kitamoto took two sips of water and said nothing.

…

After the “two days and one night” event, Xiaoguang took the Shinkansen back home. He was very tired and wanted to have a good sleep.

The carp streamers are fluttering in the wind, and today’s style is very cool.

But Zuo Wei said: “Xiaoguang, let’s play the next game.”

Shindo Hikaru complained. He was exhausted, but he still stood up and started playing chess with Zuo Wei.

Yoshihiro Togashi looked at this with a complicated expression. At this moment, the atmosphere in the comic was very relaxed, but he smelled the smell of a knife.

Although things are calm on the outside, there are turbulent waves on the inside.

Fujiwara Sawei’s expression was very strange, with a trace of reminiscence in his calmness.

Togashi felt that the plot he had been waiting for was about to begin.

“It’s so amazing, today’s young people.” He couldn’t help but sigh.