Shugo Chara: Be happy today too

"Ah?" The fat boy who was taking a nap suddenly woke up, "Are you here to buy comics?"

"Yes." Mashiro Rimo nodded seriously with a restrained expression, "I want the latest draft of "God of Comedy"."

"Hahaha, you came to a place like this just to buy funny comics. It seems you really like them." The fat boy looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. He smiled innocently and said as he took the comics, "The overall environment is not good this year. The comedy track is getting harder and harder to make money. It's not very prosperous... Fortunately, there are loyal readers like you..."

Mashiro Rimo took the comic book with a little excitement, but was stunned when she saw three words on the cover: "Final draft?"

"Yes, Rabbit (the comic author) wants to change his career path, so he is rushing to finish this one." The fat boy explained.

"There are so many foreshadowings set up in the previous part, can they all be filled in one volume?" Mashiro Rimo said with some excitement.

The fat boy was stunned, then scratched his head: "I think so too, so this book has a bad ending."

"..." Mashiro Rimo's expression darkened, "How could this happen?"

"Comedy art is such a serious thing..."

"Since you've started drawing comedy, shouldn't you stick with it?"

Aoki Yasushi: ...

No...it can't be right?

Majo Rimo suddenly put the comic book on the table and said, "I don't want it anymore."

“Comics without soul are not worth appreciating.”

Aoki Yasushi: ...

Fortunately, I didn't do anything drastic...

However, the next second, the fat boy looked moved by his words: "I didn't expect... you thought so too."

Hmm? Aoki An blinked.

"I... I also like comedy very much." The fat boy took out a manuscript from under the table. "If you don't mind, please take a look at this one."

Mashiro Rimo was slightly stunned. She subconsciously took it politely, flipped through a page, and then her eyes lit up. She flipped the pages faster and faster and read faster and faster.

After quickly finishing the thin manual, Mashiro Rimo changed her previous indifferent look and said excitedly, "Who drew this? Although it only has a short opening, it perfectly presents a new sense of humor. It's amazing."

Hearing this, the fat boy was so excited that tears flashed in his eyes: "Do you really think so? Is this comic really that good?"

"Yes," Mashiro Rimo nodded seriously, and then asked, "What's the name of the comic? Where is it published? Who drew it? How much is it? I want to buy it."

"..." The fat boy was startled and suddenly became embarrassed, "This..."

"Just tell me, don't worry about me not being able to afford it, she'll pay for everything."

Mashiro Rimo pointed at Aoki An without hesitation.

Aoki Yasushi: ...

Aoki Yasushi: ???

"Eh? Why..."

"You brought me out to play." There was a sly flash in Mashiro Rimo's eyes, but the moment she turned her head to look at me, her eyes were filled with tears, and she said pitifully, "Can I be a little willful?"

Aoki Yasushi: ...

The words spoken before getting on the bus suddenly attacked my brain.

OK OK.

Is this the natural way for girls to control their tear glands? Qing Muan nodded helplessly.

“No, no, no, it’s free.” The fat boy waved his hands quickly, a little embarrassed. “This is a drawing I made. I only drew a little bit and haven’t decided whether to publish it or not.”

Upon hearing this, Aoki Yasu and Mashiro Rimo looked at the fat boy in surprise.

"Isn't it said that the comedy genre is in a downturn?" Qing Mu An couldn't help but ask.

The fat boy scratched his head. "That's right. It's just that I really like comics, especially comedy ones. After reading "God of Comedy", I got some inspiration and couldn't help but draw it myself..."

As he spoke, his expression darkened. “Although my family disagrees, they think that drawing comics has no future, and only people with no future will draw these useless things…”

[… “Who do you think you are?” “Do you think you are as powerful as they are?” “Don’t be so hungry.” “I pay you to study, not to do such a useless thing!” “Are you doing justice to us with such thoughts?” “Speak up, don’t be dumb.”]

"..." Qing Mu An stared at the fat boy in a daze, and for a moment, he seemed to see his own figure.

"Weave~Sink!"

A soft, baby-like voice faintly rang in my ears.

A burst of purple energy suddenly burst out from the waist bag and headed straight for the stall.

Shinjo Rimo, who was standing in front of the stall, was startled and dodged quickly. Then she saw the strange energy passing her and rushing straight towards the fat boy, rolling out his soul egg.

The fat boy's eyes suddenly became empty, and he seemed to have lost all his vitality in an instant.

Aoki Yasushi: ...

Aoki Yasushi: !!!

Mashiro Rimo's eyes were filled with astonishment.

Yui's eyes widened: "It's Yui's energy!"

Qing Mu An quickly took out the purple egg from his waist bag: "What are you doing? Take back the energy!"

There is actually a guardian egg... Mashiro Rimo's eyes revealed disbelief, but what shocked her even more was that it seemed that it was this guardian egg that had not yet given birth to a sweet heart that turned the fat boy's soul egg into a bad guy.

The Shugo Chara who can turn the Soul Egg dark... She clenched her hands into fists unconsciously.

The purple egg shook and obediently took back the purple energy, but it lost control of the energy, and the fat boy's soul egg gradually turned black and turned into a bad guy.

Qingmu An was feeling that this scene looked familiar, and then he saw that the purple egg in his hand seemed unhappy that Qingmu An was being mean to it. After retracting its energy, it jumped out of Qingmu An's palm and returned to his waist bag.

This time, the white egg, which had not yet recovered its strength, remained motionless.

“……”You dare to throw a tantrum after doing something wrong... Qing Mu An resisted the urge to beat up the purple egg and looked up at the bad guy in the air.

"Weaving ~ Sinking ~"

The bad egg did not hatch into a bad sweetheart, but the sweetheart's voice came out of it, imitating the words of the purple egg.

Without Yameng, no one can purify the bad guys... Qingmu An's face was solemn, and he quickly thought of a solution in his mind. If he caught the bad guys and brought them to Yameng for purification...