The April sun shines on his face so warm and comfortable. When he opens the window, he can smell the scent of cherry blossoms floating from the open space opposite. Ai Fei didn't know that the place he lives now should have been the location of Ueno Garden, a famous cherry blossom viewing holy place in Tokyo in later generations. However, it will take a long time to convert it into a garden.

Even though that is the case, the densely growing cherry blossom trees in this open space have been noticed by the Japanese. Soon, shortly after dawn, tourists who came here to watch the cherry blossoms on bicycles or cars.

Ai Fei was disturbed by the voices in the open space across the street without any enthusiasm for drawing. He regretfully put down the brush in his hand and stood up: "Mom...Mom?"

“…………”

After walking out of the living room, I looked for it. Ai Shizuko was not at home, maybe she went out to buy vegetables? No, why didn’t I ask what I wanted to eat before going out today? Because of the improvement of economic conditions, the family’s diet has become more diverse. Not to mention anything else, there will be meat and vegetables every day - this is relatively rare in Japanese families today! In order to take care of his son, Ai Shizuko has to ask his opinions to start buying it.

After waiting in the living room for a while, my mother had not come back. Ai Fei walked out of the gate and walked towards the cherry blossom forest opposite. Tourists were passing through the woodland, and the woven grass was full of family members. Enjoying this rare spring, families who came together even held a party on the grass. The men held sake, drank and sang while singing. The children ran around, and fell accidentally from time to time, in return for the crisp laughter of their companions. From their pure faces, there was no sign that the shadow of war had not yet dissipated from the hearts of the Japanese people.

"I should have come with the drawing board." Ai Fei murmured, walking forward around the crowd of picnics everywhere.

"Ai Jun? Is it really you?" A familiar voice sounded.

Ai Fei turned around and laughed: "Niyao Jun? Long time no see, how are you okay?"

He was greeted by Nishio Yukyu of the school club. The latter was sitting with a girl, standing up from the grass and bowing to him: "Long time no see. Is Ai Jun okay?"

"I'm very good. Thank you for your hard work recently? Why, are you here to enjoy the cherry blossoms?"

"Yes, thank you for your hard work!" Nishio's baby's face was full of smiles: "Oh, let me introduce it to Ai Jun." He pointed to the girl sitting on the grass: "This is Uchiko, Gagako. Gagako, this is Ai Feijun you have always wanted to see."

The girl in a floral kimono also stood up with her husband, lowered her head and bowed: "For the first time we met, please take care of me, I am Nishio Kakako."

"Hello, hello." With a sentence, Ai Fei almost bit off his tongue: "I mean, please take care of me for the first time when I met. I am Ai Fei."

Gagako's eyes flashed quickly on his face, and she secretly smiled, making the latter a little embarrassed.

"Living in Ueno District where cherry blossoms are blooming," Nishio smoothed out his side: "I guess I have already experienced its beauty and fragrance?"

"Where is it! Actually, I have never noticed that the cherry blossom season has arrived!"

"Oh, that's even more convenient." Nishio smiled: "Ai Jun is with me?"

"Eh? Is that OK?"

"Of course." Nishio Dalala nodded: "Hey, take out the sake and I want to drink it with Ai Jun."

"Hi Yi." Gagazi agreed, squatted down and started to get busy.

Ai Fei still felt a little disgusted: "Will you not disturb me too much?"

"No, how could that happen?" Nishio sat down first and looked up at him: "If Ai Jun thinks it will disturb me, I will hand over your newly created comic to me to operate, even if I am grateful to me! Haha!"

Ai Fei burst into laughter and sat down beside him: "Is Tezuka's works not enough for the operation of the company?"

Nishio's smile immediately stopped abruptly and scratched her head a little depressedly: "Tezuka Jun's works have always been the responsibility of Senior Kato. The work of me and Tanaka Jun is mainly to discover and explore powerful emerging cartoonists like Ai Jun!"

Ai Fei really didn't know that the division of labor here was so clear: "Why, is it important to you to discover a new painter...?"

"It's not very important in itself, but for seniors who have painters like Osamu Tezuka in their hands, they will never experience the pressure of newcomers."

His words were simply incoherent, but Ai Fei probably understood: "In other words, except for the editor-in-chief like Mr. Kato Maeichi, everyone else wants..."

"We have to rely on the painters I discovered and the number of comic books I have published!" Nishio snorted: "Ah, Ai Jun, please drink."

"Oh, yes." Ai Fei picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then grabbed another sip of the snapper and put it in his mouth: "Well, I really envy Nishio Jun?"

“Eh?”

"Madam Gagazi's craftsmanship is simply excellent! Blessed is your appetite."

Nishio gave a greeting to his wife, thanking him for his praise, and then asked seriously: "Ai Jun, have you any new works recently? Or are you continuing to write the novel?"

"No, there hasn't been a recent work, no matter which kind of work it is, it has not been carried out. The comics only have a first draft,..." Shaking his head, he picked up the wine glass again.

"Oh, I and my colleagues in my club also heard the conversation between Ai Jun when he was interviewed! Ai Jun is really the kind of person who can make waves in other people's hearts!"

"Is that true? Why do you think so?"

"Using comics and TV combined? It seems to be a brand new theory! Only people like Ai Jun can imagine it, right? You don't know that since your interview was heard, it has caused a lot of controversy in the school children's club!"

“What about the main one?”

"The main thing..." Nishio smiled: "You will know when you have the chance."

“Eh?”

"Ai Jun, can you ask me for something? Leave your latest work to me? I will definitely fight for the greatest benefit for you?" Perhaps after drinking some wine, Xiwei became a little unrestrained. Regardless of the public's eyes, he actually turned over and knelt down and leaned down deeply on the grass.

Unexpectedly, he would do this, Ai Fei was forced to be at a loss: "Xiwei...jun, you? Please get up first?"

"You agreed. Is that right?"

"Xiwei, thank you very much for your attention to me. However, the situation has changed a little from the beginning." Ai Fei smiled helplessly.

“………?”

In the clear sunshine, Ai Fei was in a happy mood and couldn't help but drink a few more cups. His pretty face looked so red. In the face of Nishio's doubtful eyes, he also relaxed his mind: "I have recently studied your work flow and successful experience, which is indeed worth learning from. It is also very successful and educational significance for my future development."

"The future development?" Nishio repeated unconsciously: "Will Ai Jun be..."

"Yes. You heard it right!" Ai Fei nodded heavily: "The situation is what I told you. In the future, I will set up my own comic studio. Well, publish my own comic magazine. So, in the recent period, I have always saved as much manuscript as possible. I think I am preparing for the future."

"The future?" Nishio blinked in confusion: "What does it have to do with the future?"

"Look? This is the biggest problem!" Ai Fei sighed helplessly and stood up from the grass: "I'm sorry, I'm missing a little." Before Nishio and his wife could speak, he had already run away in a hurry.

When he came back, a stack of drawing paper was added in his hand, and as soon as he sat down, he handed it to Nishio: "This is a comic I have been conceiving recently. The temporary name is "Crayon Shin-chan". Let's take a look?"

Only then did Nishio realize that he had just left because he was going home to work. Without asking in detail, he looked down and began to look through the work. After just a few glances, his eyes could no longer be separated. Ai Fei was very close to him, and he could hear his increasingly heavy breathing sound: "…!"

After a while, Nishio finally raised her head: "Ai Jun, please! Our company can agree to any conditions!"

Ai Fei put a bite of stewed rice into his mouth and chewed hard: "Well, what?"

"……………” Nishio had no choice but to repeat: "Please give me!"

"Does Nishio Jun think I refuse to hand over my work to your club because of the royalties? No!" He picked up his glass and took a sip: "Nishio Jun, I just told you that I am going to set up my own comics studio. Well, I was wrong. It should be an animation studio! This and several other works are used by me to publish in my own magazine."

“Eh?”

"As I thought of the name, I've already thought of it. It's called "jump"! What do you think of this name?"

“…………”

"This is in English, jumping!"

"I know what this means!" Nishio was a little angry: "Ai Jun means, are you going to set up a comic club yourself?"

"Haha..." Ai Fei smiled: "What's wrong? Do you think I can become a manager like Mr. Takeuchi?"

"So, does Ai Jun know that even a smallest comic club can definitely not be opened with the courage of young people?"

"I know, of course I know. So, I am going to do it step by step, first of all, accumulate enough capital. In this regard, I have finally gained a little bit. What I can tell you clearly is that in addition to the remuneration of "Ocean Cookies" and "Points and Lines", I have already received contact from Mr. Spencer of the United States, who is preparing to publish my first novel in the United States. Well, there is a soil that is not inferior to that of Japanese mystery novels! If these incomes are superimposed, it should be enough for me to print the previous two issues of the magazine."

“…………”

"And you have seen my work just now. The content of "Crayon Shin-chan" can definitely be among Japanese students and people... You heard it right. Starting from me, comics will no longer be just reading materials for children!"

He talked for a long time, and Nishio finally inserted a sentence: "What do you mean is that the future comics will become adult reading materials?"

"Of course, do you think it's impossible? Nishio-kun, I admire your seriousness and responsibility for your work. If I want to say that I want to invite you to work with me to create this new animation studio, you won't feel rash, right?"

"Eh?" Nishio was shocked. Of course, he did not have the concept of poaching now. He just thought how could this kind of thing be discussed in such a casual occasion? Thinking about whether it would be spread to Mr. Takeuchi or Mr. Kato Maeichi in the future, would it cause trouble for him? As soon as he thought that he had invited this young man to enjoy the cherry blossoms together today!

Ai Fei didn't know the other party's mental activities, and he still stared at him with a pair of black and white eyes: "Niweijun?"

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Nishio apologized again: "Thank you very much for your kindness. I just work in the school club is very smooth, and I have no plans to change my job yet! Oh, Kagako, should we go home, right?"

Gagazi just heard her husband chatting with Ai Fei in an odd manner. He didn't expect him to suddenly ask to go home, so he had to pack up the miscellaneous items on the ground, greet Ai Fei, and then hurriedly left.
Chapter completed!