Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"Now, I would like to invite Ms. Miki Amamiya from Kinokuniya Bookstore, Shinjuku, Tokyo, to announce to us the first prize winner of the 2015 Honya Awards."

Amamiya Miki read this sentence excitedly.

Some participants with good memories in the audience showed surprised expressions.

"Wait a minute, Amamiya Miki? Isn't it just..."

Before Wancheng Yaji finished his question, he saw the emcee on the stage walking out of the stage, bowing and quickly walking towards the microphone raised by the mysterious man.

"Can it still be like this?" He widened his eyes.

"It seems that Amamiya-san really likes the first prize entry."

Someone next to me whispered in a low voice, just like the first recommender is responsible for awarding the super discovery book, the same rule applies to the first prize of the house award. It was announced by the bookstore clerk who was the most steadfast and respected that novel during the entire award selection process.

This is also an honor. No wonder the smile on Amamiya Miki's face on the stage is about to overflow. Although no laughter was heard, everyone could feel her excitement, so everyone in the audience applauded.

Ishida Hidenori heard the comments from the people around him and looked at the beautiful emcee on the stage. He couldn't help but smile proudly, and then began to straighten his clothes.

"What a nonsense." Hojo Kyosuke sighed. This is really nerve-wracking. He came here with his family.

"yes."

Hamamoto Shigeru smiled bitterly at the sponsor next to him:

"But Amamiya-san insisted on doing that. She supported "The Devotion of Suspect X" from the very beginning, and she was still actively canvassing for votes in the middle. Her efforts made it impossible for everyone to say no, so we had to let her Just messed up once."

"The bookstore clerk serves as the master of ceremonies, the bookstore clerk votes, and the bookstore clerk awards awards. Isn't it just right?" Another executive member next to him said with a smile.

"Yes, pure." Hamamoto Shigeru smiled happily.

Amamiya Miki first stood there and sorted out her breath due to walking quickly, and then took out a folded piece of paper from her pocket.

"Good day, everyone. I am honored to announce the winner of the first prize of the 2015 Hong Kong Grand Prize. In the past few months, we have gone through a long preparation before finally finalizing this book.

April is spring, the season when cherry blossoms bloom. In the busy work, it seems that only when the cherry blossoms fall on my shoulders, I will be alert that spring has arrived. The moment I realized that spring had arrived, I couldn't help but think of fireworks and midsummer.

Summer belongs to popsicles. In the hot weather, just thinking about popsicles will make your saliva secrete continuously. When I was a child, I thought it was because my salivary glands were overdeveloped. When I grew up, I realized that it was people's instinctive desire for beautiful things.

Novels are like this for me. I like books. As long as I pick them up, I will forget about the world around me.

Last year, I was lucky enough to read a novel that made my tears flow like saliva. When I closed the book and calmed down my mood, before I could stop crying, there was only a huge voice left in my heart.

I want to recommend this book to everyone. This kind of book should be read by everyone!

My hands were shaking while I was writing my review for this book. I kept thinking about the plot, characters, and words in the book..."

Everyone in the audience could feel the excitement of Amamiya Miki. The lady who had been speaking as gently as a lullaby from the beginning, now her voice was full of fanaticism.

"In Sri Lanka, this is like confessing your love in public."

Misaki clicked his tongue.

"Don't you understand this? This is the most important part of a wedding before the gods. It is to give a message to the gods."

Ohsaka Tsuyoshi only regretted that Hojo Kyosuke's female companions were not here, otherwise he would have had to take two tons of eye drops.

"This is a person who likes to read." Hojo Kyosuke said seriously.

Amamiya Miki was still talking non-stop on the stage, and she didn’t know how she could write so many words on that small piece of cardboard. It really made people doubt that the cardboard was just a decoration, but in fact all the contents were She has memorized it all in her mind.

Hamamoto Shigeru looked at the emcee on the stage and felt his head was filled with confusion.

The speech she submitted before was not like this.

The happiest person in the audience, except for Hojo Kyosuke's related people, was probably Ishida Hidenori. Listening to the beautiful lady's praise, his excited blood rushed to his brain, and his tawny face added another red, three colors. When mixed together, it was so dark that it was hard to see what they looked like.

Finally, after taking a deep breath, Amamiya Miki folded up the silver cardboard in her hand and stuffed it into her left pocket.

Behind her, two staff members in black suits walked onto the stage. It was not to help her adjust the microphone, but to hold the golden silk cloth at the same time, preparing for a "wha-" performance.

At this time, the emcee should have said something and asked the speaker to announce the grand prize winner. However, since the master of ceremonies was speaking, Amamiya Miki spoke directly.

"Then, it will be up to me to reveal to you the works that won the 2015 Grand Prize."

After saying that, she took out another piece of paper from her right pocket. This time it was a piece of golden cardboard with the Honya Daesang logo painted on it.

The color gold does seem a bit vulgar sometimes. But I can’t help but like this product and use it a lot. No matter what it is, once it increases in number or size, it will undergo a qualitative change.

The golden background wall, golden ambient lighting, golden floor, and golden silk cloth all have nobility written on the forehead.

Amamiya Miki looked towards the audience.

Feeling that gaze, Hojo Kyousuke couldn't help but straighten up, making the golden-red daylily flowers on his chest brighter.

The Yukinoshita sisters in front of the TV, Kato Megumi in front of the laptop, and Yamauchi Sakura and others in the audience. Even though they already knew the result, they still couldn't help but look nervously at Amamiya Miki on the stage, blinking their eyes. Without blinking, it was astonishingly bright in the dark.

"Then, the winning works of the 2015 Honya Grand Prize were selected by bookstore clerks across the country."

Amamiya Miki paused for a moment, feeling that the scene was so quiet that she seemed to be able to hear everyone's heartbeats. The corner of her mouth raised slightly, she raised her voice, and said the nice name:

""The Devotion of Suspect X" by Kyosuke Hojo!"

As her words fell, passionate percussion music immediately came from the speakers, and every drum beat seemed to hit people's hearts.

"The winning work of the 2015 Honya Grand Prize is "The Devotion of Suspect X" by Kyosuke Hojo!"

As the master of ceremony, Amamiya Miki repeated it again, then turned sideways and looked behind her.

To put it simply, if there were not so many rituals before, the weight would not be heavier than what to eat for lunch, but now, everyone feels like they are breathing a sigh of relief.

The two staff members standing next to the golden silk cloth also quickly pulled off the silk cloth, revealing the true face of this huge object in Lushan.

There is still a golden background, and in the middle are two huge book cover posters, which are the backs of Hojo Kyosuke. Below is a row of his books, followed by colorful cardboard filled with recommendations from the store clerk, as well as handmade three-dimensional books and character stands.

"Damn it, I really want to take it home!"

Looking at the handmade three-dimensional book carefully crafted by the bookstore employees on the stage, Sakura screamed unwillingly, but she also knew that it could not be taken away.

"Kita, Kita, Hojo Kyosuke!?"

The first one to exclaim was Ishida Hidenori. If his legs hadn't suddenly become weak, he would have jumped up.

At this moment, he was not as high-spirited as before. He slumped down on the chair, stretched out his legs, and almost kicked the reporter in front of him.

"Yes, Hojo-san won the award. He really deserves it."

The reporter from "Weekly Bunshun" who had been putting up with him for a long time turned around and smiled.

"How is that possible! She pronounced it wrong!"

For a moment, Ishida Hidenori felt that the charming face of the emcee on the stage had become as ugly as his wife, and his voice was as harsh as nails scratching a blackboard.

Aisaka Tsuyoshi and others next to them all showed happy expressions. If they hadn't known that the occasion was wrong, they would have wanted to take out their mobile phones and record it.

"The moment I decided to laugh out loud, I had already decided not to take the subway this week, no, this month." Misaki Megakusho said.

"The same goes for me. It would be bad if Ishida-san's ghost accidentally hurts me. But, Misaki, won't you go back to Kyoto?" Wancheng Yaji nodded.

"Hojo Sauna has won such a big prize, shouldn't he treat us who have come from afar to congratulate him?" Misaki Megao was still staring at Ishida Hidenori when he spoke, and he was already thinking about the subject of the next book.

"Hmph, let me tell you, Hojo's cooking skills are outstanding. Even among the restaurants in Kyoto, none of them can match him!" Aisaka was also staring at Ishida Hidenori when he spoke. He was a serious person. Mystery novelists cannot let go of such a good subject matter.

Didn’t the president write about the kendo tournament murder incident? It should be reasonable to have a murder at an award ceremony yourself, right? It should be reasonable for someone like him to sit down and watch others receive awards and applaud him. Seeing his happy appearance surrounded by beautiful girls, he should have murderous thoughts in his heart, right?

Only Tetsuta Kirisaki showed a compassionate expression above, shook his head, and couldn't bear to look at it any more. At this time, seeing Hidenori Ishida's dejected appearance, he felt that his methods were indeed a bit naive, and he had to keep pace with the times. Picking up other people's kids from school and stuff like that are all remnants of the old days.

In the Internet age, cyber violence is the cheapest and most vicious weapon for the gangsters. That's right, it's time for the navy army that was formed before to start training again. The news of the eldest brother's award must be known to the whole world.

Why didn't Hojo Kyousuke laugh? Because he had already walked to the stage under the guidance of the staff before Amamiya Miki finished reading the award speech.

As he said before, for him, this is his wedding to the Grand Prize, and for others who did not win, this is their funeral. Teacher Hidenori Ishida is not specifically mentioned here, although he did die more completely. Not only is the mind dead, but the society is also dead.

That's it, he had to keep a straight face and not laugh.

"That's it. It's time to smile happily."

When Hojo Kyosuke walked to the stairs to the left of the ceremony stage, a voice suddenly rang. He turned his head and saw a slim figure slowly walking out of the small door behind the ceremony stage.

"Shiyu!?" He shouted in surprise, the smile on his face even wider.

Wearing a long black dress, Kasumigaoka Shiu slowly walked out of the darkness. Her long black hair was pulled into a bun and tied behind her head, fixed with a silver clip. There was a charming and bright smile on her face, and her burgundy eyes were as bright as gems.

Because of his direct relationship, Hojo Kyosuke has some knowledge of clothing. He agrees with the proverb in the clothing industry that "even a horseman depends on his clothes", which means that a man depends on his clothes and a horse depends on his saddle. Like him, even though everyone thought he was so handsome before, he was unreasonable.

But wearing the clothes carefully prepared by Zhihua, people will think that he is already handsome beyond the sky.

But now, looking at the beautiful and mysterious Kasumigaoka Shiyu in front of him, he felt that clothes were just a decoration.

It wasn't the luxurious black dress that made the girl more beautiful, but Kasumigaoka Shiu's perfect figure and face that made this dress shine with a charm that even the designer had never imagined.

He thought he had a good understanding of Shiyu's wonderful softness, but now he found that he was wrong.

Breasts are a woman’s secondary sexual characteristics, and it can also be understood that people rely on this to identify your gender, so the importance of this part is self-evident.

Most beauties' breasts are beautiful, but they need to be viewed as a whole.

Some people's ones are too small, making the overall look a bit dry. Some people's breasts are so big that the waist must become thicker to support the weight of the upper body.

Some people have rough skin, which makes them look unattractive; some people have skin that is too white and blood vessels that are too thick, which makes their plump breasts look awkward.

But the Shiyu's breasts in front of her were perfect. Thanks to her excellent imagination and memory, Shiyu wearing a black skirt and Shiyu without clothes seemed to appear in front of her at the same time.

The pair of huge and straight breasts are being supported by the slender waist. They are soft, plump and coordinated. If you gain one percent, you are too fat; if you lose one percent, you are too thin.

Shiyu's face has the unique plumpness of Yujie, her perfect breasts, her buttocks that Yinglili calls erotic, and her slender legs with ever-tightening lines underneath.

"Are you here to attend our wedding?" Hojo Kyosuke couldn't help but ask, even forgetting for a moment that he was going to the stage to hold up his other child, the trophy of the Honya Grand Prize.

"I'm here to see you take our children and take the honors."

Kasumigaoka Shiu took a step forward, her tone was so gentle and wet, and the hot breath she exhaled made Hojo Kyosuke couldn't help but shrug.

"Why didn't you tell me before?"

"surprise."

"surprise?"

"Well, go on stage, hold the trophy, and accept people's cheers."

Kasumigaoka did not continue to explain, because the book jacket of "The Devotion of Suspect X" appeared on the big screen, as well as Hojo Kyosuke's name, and Amamiya Miki's voice.

"Next, Miss Amamiya Miki will present the trophies to the winning works. Hojo Kyosuke-san, please."

I don’t know how Amamiya Miki, who is both the emcee and the presenter of the award, restrained her smile and said such words, but maybe she didn’t restrain herself at all, because the smile on her face was so bright.

The passionate music sounded again, this time orchestral. There is no need for percussion, because as Hojo Kyosuke walked to the center of the ceremony stage, warm applause broke out from the audience.

Those who applauded did not look like they were attending their own funeral. They were so enthusiastic that Kyousuke Hojo thought he was back at a junior high school graduation ceremony.

Um? wrong!

Among the scattered applause, there were a few particularly loud voices, as if they were borrowing hands from a cat, clapping without pain.

A thought suddenly came to his mind, and his strong body control allowed him to restrain the urge to turn his head in that direction, and still walked towards Amamiya Miki with a smile.

Walking to Miss Amamiya, they bowed three times to each other as if they were worshiping heaven and earth, and then he took the crystal trophy from the other party's hand.

When the two of them were holding the trophy and facing reporters for their photos, a voice came from the speaker: "A commemorative trophy is presented to the grand prize winner Hojo-san."

As the chairman of the board, Hamamoto Shigeru personally came on stage. This must be said, but the master of ceremonies was smiling like a sunflower while presenting awards. It was impossible to bow and explain at the same time. He had to come.

flash! flash! flash!

The reporters in the audience seemed to be vying to show how good their wives they bought with public funds were, and they were taking photos desperately.

But now Hojo Kyousuke didn't have time to complain that he forgot to wear sunglasses, because his attention was completely attracted by the corner on the lower right corner of the venue.

Mother? dad? Kashiko?

Eiriri, Yukino, Miki?

And Onizuka, Danma, Hatagoro...Brother Maki?

He took advantage of the pause in the flash to blink hard.

They didn't disappear, it was really them! It’s all really here!

Hojo Kyousuke looked back and forth twice at Mitsuha Sakura and others on the left, as well as his mother and others, and his heart was filled with a huge surprise.

It’s all really here!

The mother was standing there holding Kashiko, her face unchanged at all, holding Kashiko's hand and waving to her with excitement. My father's face, which was always pretending to be serious, was now full of a bright smile.

Erili was wearing a white dress and a small skirt, standing between Yukino and Miki, as if... she seemed very happy.

Miki and Yukino were also clapping vigorously, but they seemed to have a sense of caution, their eyes drifting in the direction of Hojo Kyousuke's parents.

The excitement on the faces of Onizuka and Danma was like driving wildly on a deserted highway. Hojo Kyousuke was afraid that they would whistle.

Maki Kyousuke was wearing a formal suit, and he was accompanied by Tsuzuki Yoshio as usual. The two of them looked as if they were attending a parent-teacher meeting, but they were not worried at all that their suits would burst and they clapped desperately.

How can a child not want to share the honor with his mother, and how can a boss not want to tell his former subordinates how powerful he is now?

However, Hojo Kyousuke's introverted character sometimes prevented him from doing those things, so he only invited his mother once. After receiving the reply that he was traveling and would not be able to come back, he stopped asking again.

As for Maki Kyosuke, Onitsuka and the others, why, can it be said that they all came to see my award ceremony?

but now……

Although he was a little embarrassed, Hojo Kyousuke now wanted to lift the trophy and wave it vigorously towards his mother, so that Miki and the others could take a good look at it.

Wealth and honor do not return to their hometown, just like walking in brocade at night. Now seeing so many people he cares about cheering for him, someone surrounded by gold truly feels the joy of receiving an award. This is much better than the printing contract from the publishing house, and it is far worse than Yukichi Fukuzawa's.

Is this a surprise?

Taking the opportunity to turn his face to let the reporter on the other side take pictures, he looked at Kasumigaoka Shiu with surprise as he walked onto the ceremony stage with him.

Shiyu, she...

Hojo Kyousuke never expected to receive such a gift. Last night, Shiyu did so many things before playing around with him.

This woman, he now understands why Yinglili calls her Shiyu Demon Girl. This is really a witch. What man can refuse a woman who takes the trouble to prepare such a surprise for herself?

Compared to Amamiya Miki, who was wearing a silver lady's suit, Kasumigaoka, who was wearing a black dress, looked more like an award presenter. She stood aside, looking at Hojo Kyosuke and the trophy in his hand, and her heart was full of pride and satisfaction. .

This is my and Kyosuke’s child!

From the time Kyosuke started writing this book and asked for his own opinions, to the mid-term correction of typos and grammar, to the final version, she helped Hojo Kyosuke communicate with the publisher bit by bit.

Compared to the children of Kyousuke and Eri Kashiwagi, my own child is obviously better!

The two just looked at each other, as if they could know each other's thoughts just by looking at each other.

"Tch, that woman!"

Eiri curled her lips. Even if she cooperated in the whole process, even if Kyousuke's mother was by her side, she still couldn't control her displeasure with Kasumigaoka.

Damn it, why wasn’t I the one who came up with this idea? ! !

The girl screamed unwillingly in her heart, and then woke up amidst the applause of Hojo Mikiko. A smile instantly appeared on her face and she applauded enthusiastically.

When Kyousuke wins the award for the romance novel I wrote, I will take my parents, grandparents, grandparents, Kyousuke’s parents, sisters... and Sakura’s, Glass’s, Naoka’s, and that woman’s... Invite all the subordinates like Kyousuke, editors from the publishing house, and Momotaro’s family members!

Others might have thought that Hojo Kyosuke was simply cooperating in taking photos, but Yamauchi Sakura, who could accurately kiss his mouth with her eyes closed, immediately noticed something was wrong.

"Huh?! Aunt Mijiko!" She clapped and turned her head.

"Aunt Mijiko?!"

Three exclamations sounded at the same time. Coincidentally, the four girls who were most familiar with Hojo Mikiko were not around her at the same time.

"Didn't she say she was traveling in Antarctica?" Sanye asked.

"Not South America?" Sakura said in surprise.

"..." Glass looked at Kasumigaoka Shiyu on the stage and already had a guess in his mind.

Also seeing Kasumigaoka Shiyu were several people in front of the screen.

"Hey, hey?? Where did this come from? My love rival actually ran to a place like that?" Yukinoshita Yono yelled, lifted her long legs off the sofa, and rushed to the front of the TV. The champagne in my hand almost spilled.

Love rival?

Yukinoshita Yukino, who was also looking at Kasumigaoka Shiu on the screen, couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she heard the word from her sister. Have your mother and sister decided on the candidate?

"Ah! Scary woman!" Siye was startled, pointing at the screen and asking the two boys next to him.

"Yeah!" Sachiko and Koye nodded repeatedly.

Toshiki Miyamizu, who couldn't help but smile at his son-in-law, looked as ugly as when he first saw a comet setting, although he didn't remember what happened at that time.

This bastard actually brought everyone to that place!

The only one who wasn't surprised was Kato Megumi, who had received an invitation from Kasumigaoka before and saw Eiriri and others on the screen.

On the phone was the sound of my sister shouting and exclamating, and on the computer was the applause given to Kyosuke by everyone.

"Congratulations, Kyousuke~~" the girl whispered.

Hojo Kyosuke and Kasumigaoka Shiha looked at each other affectionately on the ceremony stage. Under the stage, reporter Hirota Yoshitoki of "Weekly Bunshun" looked at the camera in his hand with a somewhat tangled expression.

I really didn’t want to make gossip!

Obviously standing with Hojo Kyosuke, the person holding the trophy with both hands is Amamiya Miki, but as long as the beautiful woman with a sexy figure in a black dress appears in the picture, anyone can tell that she and Hojo There is a story between Kyosuke.

The editor-in-chief clearly ordered me to take pictures of Hojo-san’s glorious moment!

Hirota Yoshitoki was entangled. As a gossip reporter, his instinct crazily encouraged him to take pictures of Hojo Kyosuke's obvious gossip, but his boss's words and their magazine's consistent attitude towards Hojo Kyosuke made him control his hand.

The music that had been playing for a long time finally stopped, which also meant the end of the photo session.

"Ahem, okay..."

The cough from temporary emcee Hamamoto Shigeru made reporter Yoshitoki Hirota breathe a sigh of relief, and also made the two people on the stage, whose eyes were almost glued together, calm down a little.

"The awarding of the trophies is over, and then the secondary award will be awarded, a 100,000 yen library card provided by Neon Book Popularization Co., Ltd."

While the emcee was speaking, Hojo Kyousuke also handed the trophy to Shiba-senpai.

However, although it was etiquette to receive the trophy with both hands, he always felt that Senior Shiyu's careful movements and the expression on her face looked like she was receiving a baby.

No, I must have been infected by Tsuyoshi Aisaka!

At most, it was the result of the love between me and senior Shiyu. How could any child be made of crystal?

After watching Senior Shiyu walk off the stage with the trophy and walking in the direction of his mother and the others, he turned around and looked at a man who he didn't hear clearly.

No, library card...

This is worse than making rice and peanut oil...

With such complaints in his heart, he smiled and held up the huge library card with the man for reporters to take pictures again.

After the secondary reward was the set of mechanical pencils he chose. Last time, Yamato Nagakage, the executive officer of Zebra Company, came over with a big smile, holding a huge cardboard card with stationery patterns in his hand.

Amamiya Miki, who returned to the emcee's desk, took the microphone and began to read the advertisement in a soft voice. Yes, the advertising line, this stationery company probably paid too much. Amamiya Miki was just like reading a product introduction, from the plastic material of the mechanical pencil casing to the production process of continuous lead, even the name of the lead was printed on the big screen.

Although he is not given a share of sales, Hojo Kyosuke still maintains a perfect smile.

The flash flashed wildly again. Hojo Kyosuke didn't know how much space these people planned to give to himself and this house. Can their magazine or newspaper take so many photos?

After the special viewing, there was a flower presentation. Someone who thought this ceremony was a good feeling before now had no choice but to look at Ishida Hidenori in the audience for his own entertainment.

Wait, it's now, who set the trap for him?

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