[Comprehensive Comic] I rely on drawing cards to maintain peace

Chapter 17 You have to rely on yourself to advance the plot

Chapter 17 You have to rely on yourself to advance the plot

　　Asahina Hikaru walked around a few shops as if nothing had happened. From the moment he entered Daun West District, someone started to stare at him.

　　I don’t know whether it’s greed for money or lust.

　　He fiddled with his long curly hair, smiled and gave the person behind him a wink.

　　Enthusiastic and bold, and not afraid of getting into trouble.

　　There are a large number of gangs gathered in Dawn West District. On the surface, it is just an ordinary neighborhood, but all the chaos and unhappiness are hidden underground.

　　Really underground.

　　It was not yet dark, and it was not the busiest time in Daun West District. He randomly found a shop that could seat people, ordered a cup of coffee and sat at the table.

　　There was a notebook on the table. He observed the people passing by, mentally figured out their personalities and psychological activities, and then recorded them in the notebook.

　　Everyone and everything in life may be the material for his writing.

　　There were two parties fighting outside the store. The reason for the fight is unknown.

　　Asahina Hikaru held his chin with interest as he watched the fighting outside, and the pictures quickly turned into words in his mind.

　　This is a little occupational disease of his. No matter what he sees, he likes to automatically translate what he sees into words.

　　The glass door was pushed open.

　　"A glass of water with ice."

　　Fuhei Shen'er didn't dare to eat randomly in this city, so he randomly found a clam soup restaurant at noon. Before the food was served, the buddy at the next table was swallowed alive by the monster in the clam soup.

　　I changed a store, but happened to encounter a group of couples quarreling. The wife took out a chainsaw from nowhere and cut her cheating husband into pieces on the spot, splattering his bowl with blood.

　　His tolerance is good, but he is not so harsh.

　　Shit had good luck after coming to this city, but he realized that he was even more unlucky.

　　"Hikaru Asahina?"

　　Fuheishier was holding water, his narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, very oppressive.

　　Asahina Hikaru smiled: "Fushiguro-kun, we are very destined."

　　Fuheishier sneered: "Is it really fate?"

　　Asahina Hikaru tore off a piece of paper from the notebook. The edges of the paper were torn cleanly and neatly.

　　There is a person drawn on the paper, it is Fuheisher.

　　Fuheishier took a sip of water and said with a half-smile, "I also charge for painting."

　　Asahina Hikaru: "Is the price for a glass of water enough?"

　　"Just force it. Since we are destined, I will let you take advantage of me."

　　Asahina Hikaru picked up the notebook and didn't know what to write in it. He asked casually: "Fushiguro-kun didn't come to HL for tourism, right?"

　　Fuheishier asked back: "You're not here to travel, right?"

　　Asahina Hikaru admitted frankly: "I am a professional, and I came to HL to find materials."