Hikigaya Hachiman Will Also Become a Current Charge

"Sister Komachi, you... hello! I am Yui Hihama."

Yuihama Yui was a little shy when meeting Hachiman's family for the first time.

"Hello, sister Yui, I'm Hikigaya Komachi, welcome to our house as a guest." Compared to Yui, Komachi seemed much more generous.

"Come on, sit down Yui, you're welcome."

"Xiao Qi, does your leg still hurt?" Sitting on the sofa, Yui looked at Hachiman's injured leg, and couldn't help feeling guilty.

"Don't worry, Yui, look, my leg is completely fine." Seeing the guilty expression on Yui's face, Hachiman quickly comforted him, and moved his lower leg to prove that he was fine.

"Well, Oni-chan, sister Yui, I'm going to make dinner, you guys talk first!" Seeing this, Komachi hurried into the kitchen to make room for the two of them.

After Komachi left, Yui felt even more uneasy.

From her point of view, maybe Komachi didn't want to see herself, the one who hurt her brother, leave.

"Although it's a bit late, I still have to say, I'm sorry, Xiaoqi!" She said and bowed deeply to Hachiman.

"If I could have caught Sabrey at that time, you wouldn't have been hurt. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." As he spoke, Yui's tears dripped down.

I didn't expect Danko to cry suddenly, and Hachiman was a little flustered in fright: "Yi, don't cry, don't cry, this is not your fault, no one knows that such a thing will happen, and I am fine, just rest You can go to school normally in two days."

"In this matter, Sabre and I are fine until the end, isn't this the best result!" At the end, Hachiman looked at Yui seriously.

To be honest, he didn't regret this matter. Although Sabre was a dog, he was still a fresh life, and he had to save it if he could.

And with his current physique, he is also confident that there will be no accidents.

Chapter 021: A small goal?

"Small business..."

After hearing Hachiman's words, Yui couldn't help raising his head, looking at him with tears in his eyes.

Seeing Yui's face with pear blossoms and rain, Hachiman felt his heart was touched violently, and couldn't help but raised his hand to help her wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Don't cry, if you cry, Yui will become a little tabby cat."

"Uh-huh.."

Feeling the warm hand on her face, Yui was stunned for a moment, and then lowered her head shyly after a while.

"Xiaoqi, you...your hand..."

"Ah...oh, I'm sorry, I can't help it, haha." Hearing Yui's voice, Hachiman came back to his senses, smiled and withdrew his hand.

Seeing this scene, Komachi, who had been peeping in the kitchen, was amazed.

"I didn't expect Oni-chan to look quite skilled, but judging from this, this sister named Yuigahama Yui is really likely to become my sister-in-law!"

Things like a hero saving a beauty are too lethal to a girl. Although it is said that she just saved her dog, at least the impression score in the hearts of other girls is definitely not low.

"That, Yui..."

"Oni-chan, it's time to eat!"

Just when Hachiman was about to speak to open up the embarrassing situation, Komachi's voice suddenly sounded.

"Oh, ah, I see." After being stunned for a moment, Hachiman quickly responded.

"Sister Yui, please stay and have dinner together!" Komachi turned his target to Yuigahama.

"I, I'll forget it, Xiaoqi, take care of your wounds, my mother is still waiting for me at home, I'll go back first." After the scene just now, how could the thin-skinned Tuanzi still stay, and hastily bid farewell.

"Ah, that's such a pity, sister Yui will come to play often." Komachi was a little disappointed when he heard that the dumpling was leaving, and looked at Hachiman who was still sitting on the sofa, with a very determined expression on his face.

"Oni-chan, why are you still sitting here, why don't you send sister Yui off?"

Facing his highly motivated younger sister, Hachiman shrugged, got up and sent the dumpling out of the house.

After sending Yuigahama off, he returned to his room, and was taken aback when he saw the thermos on the dining table, Hachiman.

"Did you forget to ask her to take it back? Wait for the next opportunity to return it to Tuanzi."

After the dishes and chopsticks were ready, Komachi called out to him, "Oni-chan, it's time to eat."

Hachiman nodded, came to the table and sat down.

"Oni-chan, will sister Yui become my sister-in-law today!" On the dining table, Komachi was drinking miso soup and looking at Hachiman curiously.

With a mouthful of rice in his mouth, Hachiman said lightly: "Yui and I have only just known each other for a short time, and it's too early to say this now."

"Noni-chan, you have to work hard, sister Yui is so beautiful, you must not let others snatch it away." Komachi had a serious expression on her face.

Hachiman had no choice but to nod and agree: "Okay, I understand, I will definitely work hard."

Then I will work hard, and I hope that Komachi will not think that there are too many sister-in-laws.

Looking at the dumpling, her face was still red when she was eating at the table, and she sometimes giggled, which made Mrs. Yubihama a little strange, wondering what happened to her silly daughter.

After dinner, Hachiman continued to code words. As the level of the learning module improved, his memory became better and better, and the level of the writing module also reached the third level. Now he only needs to rely on the framework of the original novel , The content can be modified and created by yourself.

For example, the girl "Xing" who died in the game in the original novel was saved by Kirito in Hachiman's novel.

Of course, this naturally also allowed Master Tong to accept a new harem, which is gratifying, gratifying and congratulatory.

I believe that if Kirito really existed, he would also thank me.

"Drip drip!"

At this moment, Yawata received a new text message on his cell phone.

Picking up the phone, it turned out to be a reminder from the bank.

Seeing the amount, Hachiman couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million!"

His personal account suddenly had an extra account of nearly one million.

It seemed that he had received his first draft payment, but before he could be happy, the phone rang again.

This time it was his beauty editor Machida Sonoko calling.

"Yo, Hachiman, good evening!" Machida Sonoko's voice came out as soon as the phone was connected.

"Good evening, Sister Yuanzi, are you still off work so late?" Looking at the time, it was almost nine o'clock, and she didn't expect that she would call herself at this time.

"Yeah, we're still working overtime." Hearing Hachiman's words, Machida Sonoko couldn't help complaining.

"No, I almost forgot about the business, have you received your manuscript fee!"

"Just received it."

"Just receive it, this is only the first batch of [-] copies, and the library has already printed [-] more copies. You will soon become a rich man, and the library has also decided to help you organize a What do you think of the book signing?" Machida Sonoko said excitedly.

"Signing books is a good thing, I will definitely not refuse!" Of course Hachiman agreed, this would make his novel more popular.

"Okay, since you have no problem, the time will start at [-]:[-] am on this Sunday, and the venue will be held at the Kadokawa Bookstore in Tokyo. You can come one day in advance, and the hotel library will arrange it for you! "Hearing Hachiman's agreement, Machida Sonoko briefly explained the matter to him.

"No problem, I will contact you, Sister Yuan Zi, when the time comes."

"Then I'll wait for you to come over. Let's do this first. I still have something to do here." Sonoko Machida hung up the phone.

"Are you going to sign a book sale?" Hachiman was a little excited. He didn't expect that he would be able to hold a book signing so soon.

After thinking about it, he still opened the blog and posted a message on it: I will hold a book signing event at the Kadokawa Bookstore in Tokyo this weekend, and I hope everyone can support it.

After posting the blog, Hachiman leaned back slightly on the chair, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

"One million?" Hachiman murmured to himself thinking of the manuscript fee in the account.

If I am like this, I can be regarded as a millionaire. Although this is only Japanese yen, it is only more than [-] yuan when converted into RMB, but this is also my first pot of gold.

But these are far from enough, now only [-] copies are available, and he will continue to sell [-], [-] million, [-] million copies.

Hachiman decided to set a small goal first, such as earning him [-] million first!

Chapter 022: Back to Kadokawa

But Yawata didn't know it was, not long after he posted the signing event information, the blog exploded directly.

After this period of fermentation, the number of his blog fans has reached nearly [-]. These fans are not zombie fans, but people who have actually bought his novels and approved of his novels.

"Oh, is the teacher going to hold a signing party? I don't know what the teacher looks like. It would be great if he is a beautiful woman."

"Thinking too much upstairs, if you think about the py relationship between Teacher Da and Xia Shizi, it must be a man."

"Women can't have a py relationship. When the air is shaking and cold, when can women stand up."

"It doesn't matter whether he is a man or a woman, as long as the novel is good-looking."

"Yeah, although there is only one volume now, the game of death is really cool. I don't know when the second volume will be released. Hurry up!"

"Reminder +1"

"Reminder +1, by the way, Asuna is my wife."

"I want to fart upstairs, Asuna is already on my bed!"

"Ning is a member of Taobao.com, and Asuna is obviously mine!"

"Rivals draw their knives!..."

..........

After a while, high floors were built under the post.

But these are completely unknown to Yawata, who has never paid much attention to blogs.

"Oh? The author of the "Sword Art Online" I read is actually going to hold a signing event this weekend?"

In a beautifully decorated apartment, a woman with a bath towel around her body was playing with her mobile phone and muttering to herself when she saw a message on a blog.

Her waist-length hair was still a little damp because she had just taken a shower. The body in the bath towel was uneven, with her hands clasped around her shoulders, a deep gully squeezed out of her chest, and her white and slender legs overlapped. How could a beautiful woman with a high rate of return never get married.