Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

In the dim space, the spotlight forced everyone to focus on the ceremony stage and the man standing in the center of the crowd.

The world is so big that many people cannot leave their hometown in their lifetime.

The world is very small. A place as small as Tokyo must accommodate more than 10 million people. The number of people we pass by every day is even more than the number of dorayaki we will eat in a lifetime.

Neon lights flash with brilliant and confusing light, traffic drags swift and cold light, and the stage condenses bright and tempting light...

What Kyousuke yearns for is such a colorful world that you will get lost in if you don't pay attention.

Hojo Mikiko has always known that Kyosuke is a very powerful child who has been different since he was a child. He was destined to make a great career, but from the day he left his sight and started walking alone.

She began to worry that the world would not love him as unreservedly as she did, would not take care of him as meticulously as she did, and would not tell him that it was okay and everything would be fine like she did.

Just as he feared, the world was ostracizing him and telling him that he didn't belong here.

But, as always, Kyosuke did a great job, so good that no one could question him.

He stood on the podium and used honor to tell those people that if the world did not welcome him, then the rules of the world should change.

Hojo Mikiko looked towards the second row of seats and in front of Tetsuta Kirisaki.

Naturally, she clearly remembered all the friends her son had brought to her home. After counting them for a while, she discovered that Tetsuta Kisaki was missing.

She knew that Kisaki was not only her son's subordinate in the club, but also a partner who accompanied Kyosuke as he expanded his territory in society.

So she naturally observed it carefully, and then saw what Kisaki did to Ishida Hidenori. After listening to her son's words, she thought about the previous newspapers.

Oh~ Is this the person who doesn't welcome his son and tells him to go back to drawing children's comics?

"Xiao Shi, did that person say bad things about Kyousuke in the newspaper before?" Hojo Mikiko asked softly.

"Um?"

Upon hearing this, Eirili's ears immediately perked up and she stopped talking. Even little Kashiko stopped laughing, turned around, and bared her little fangs with Eirili. Yukino and Miki also looked over.

"ah?"

Different from the reaction of Eiri and others, Kasumigaoka Shiyu was a little panicked at first.

"Which one?"

Kasumigaoka, who was dressed in an elegant and elegant outfit, and looked like a queen and princess when standing with Eiri, suddenly stuttered. Her usual acting skills were as if her experience cards had been used up, and anyone could tell that she was hiding something.

Even the sloppy king Ying Lili looked over suspiciously.

Hojo Mikiko stared at the little girl's face for half a second, and then laughed:

"Hey, the photo shoot is over. The reporter is going to interview Kyosuke. Hurry up and focus."

This stupid beauty did not continue to ask further questions. She knew that if it was true as she thought, there would definitely be something to show for it later.

Eiriri did not look at the ceremony stage immediately, but turned her little head around to look for the person Aunt Mikiko was talking about. The one who made the same move as her was Prince Oka. The two of them had such a tacit understanding that no one wanted to ask Mikiko Hojo. No, it's not so much a tacit understanding, but rather... a surprising consensus of ideas.

Although she was wearing contact lenses, Eiriri still couldn't find the person Kyosuke's mother was talking about. After turning her head, her eyes met Kasoko in Kasumigaoka's arms, and then the two of them looked at Kasumigaoka.

suspicious!

After finishing taking pictures, Amamiya Miki quietly touched her chest when she turned around and walked towards the emcee's stand, feeling the residual touch of Hojo Kyosuke's arm.

Really, very strong muscles.

"Then, next is the reporter's question period."

A staff member came over and wanted to help Hojo Kyosuke take the bouquet from his hand so that he could speak with the microphone. But how could Hojo Kyosuke let go of the flowers? He immediately smiled and shook his head in refusal.

Seeing his resolute attitude, and considering that the bouquet that seemed a bit intrusive to ordinary people was actually just an embellishment in front of his tall body, the staff did not force him and just handed over the microphone.

It is not up to him to decide which reporter to ask questions, but to the emcee based on the relationship between those newspapers and magazines and the Grand Prize.

However, "Weekly Bunshun", as the No. 1 neon gossip magazine, took the initiative to report on the House Awards for the first time. The people on the executive committee still paid a certain amount of attention and put their names at the top of the rankings.

"Then, everyone from the newspaper office will be asked to ask questions one by one. If you have any questions, please raise your hands." Amamiya Miki spoke in procedural language in a gentle voice.

The reporters sitting in the front row also raised their hands in cooperation, and some were very active. It looked like they were new to the industry.

"Okay, then I'll invite Weekly Bunshun."

"Thanks."

Hirota Yoshitoki took the microphone, thanked him first, then opened a small notepad as big as his palm, raised his head and looked at the stage.

"First of all, I would like to congratulate Mr. Hojo for winning the 2015 Honya Grand Prize. Please give me your advice."

"Please give me your advice." Hojo Kyousuke also replied.

"I was really surprised when I found out that Mr. Hojo's work was selected for the Grand Prize. But when I saw you picking up the trophy, I felt it was natural."

Oh~ It turns out that old friends can talk! Hojo Kyosuke nodded repeatedly after hearing this. Well, nod in thanks.

"I don't know if you have noticed that your score is the highest score since the establishment of the House Awards. No one has ever been able to reach 700 points! It is really, really amazing."

Yoshitoki Hirota used a lot of exclamations, as if he were a child seeing Ultraman warriors for the first time.

In the second round of voting for the House Awards, everyone can choose the top three in their mind. The first place will be worth three points, the second place will be worth two points... it is not a simple vote.

"Well, I noticed that I was also shocked. I thought how could this be possible? I'm really grateful to everyone at the bookstore for loving me." Hojo Kyosuke smiled and bowed again.

"Ah, you are indeed Hojo-sensei. You are still able to notice such details at such an exciting moment. You are as talented as Ishigami!"

Hirota Yoshitoki didn't look like he was here to ask questions, it was almost like he was paid to be part of the atmosphere team.

Hidenori Ishida, who was sitting in the back, almost had his teeth broken listening to his praise of Hojo Kyosuke. I thought to myself that this guy is indeed just like the Stone God, a cold-blooded killer and a violent maniac.

However, there were quite a few people present who didn't know about this. Several reporters nearby quickly took out their notes and wrote them down. As a country that is rich in all kinds of immortals and is very enthusiastic about any record-breaking thing, this kind of information should be placed in the first column in bold and bold.

"Not only did he break through the highest score, in terms of age, Mr. Hojo is also the youngest among all the winners, or shortlisted, and the winner of the first grade of high school. This is simply a genius that only appears in novels. Qili's Fairy Tale."

Everyone knows this. After all, ever since Hojo Kyosuke debuted, his age has always been the most talked about. Supporters use this point to prove his genius, while opponents use this point to show his unreliability, saying that his works are all children's graffiti.

However, after the title "Winner of the Honya Grand Prize for the first year of high school" came out of Hirota Yoshitoki's mouth, the attendees still took a breath, and a buzzing exclamation sounded in the originally quiet venue. .

"Hey, Eikichi, what were we doing in our freshman year of high school?" Danma Ryuji asked in a low voice.

"Huh? Is your head broken? Of course you are picking up girls, Ryuuji." Onitsuka Eikichi said matter-of-factly, what else can they do besides picking up girls?

"You forgot to fight." Danma Ryuji nodded first, and then retorted.

"Isn't fighting life?"

"Yeah, that's right."

Listening to the words of the people in front of him, Ichiro Hojo rubbed his chin and began to think about what he was doing in his first year of high school.

Well, it seems...

"I'm also picking up girls like a fool." Hojo Mikiko snickered, just like Sakura said his wife was currently guilty, as if the "girl" was not herself.

"Ahem, that's our youth." Ichiro Hojo blushed.

“The highest score that has ever been achieved and will never be achieved since.”

Hirota Yoshitoki used this sentence unceremoniously, because before Hojo Kyosuke, there was only one 600 points, which was a full 100 points less than him. Such a record will not be achieved unless more voters are added to the Grand Prize. , otherwise it would be difficult for latecomers to surpass it.

Oh, of course, Teacher Hojo himself should be able to do it. After all, he is the one who creates miracles.

"It is unbelievable that you are at an age when you will have doubts about your own life. In addition to these two items, Mr. Hojo's work "The Devotion of Suspect X" is also the first mystery novel in history to win the first prize. Not those stories wrapped in the shell of mystery novels, but the purest mystery novels!”

Hirota Yoshitoki spoke impassionedly, and his tone was so intense that even Amamiya Miki on the stage doubted whether he was invited by the chairman to cheer. I haven't had a chance to say these words yet, after all, this is too self-proclaimed.

"It's simply an 'impossible miracle'!"

If Yukinoshita Yukino were here, he would definitely criticize the words "impossible" and "miracle" for being used overlappingly, which have no practical meaning at all.

But she didn't, and now she was listening to her sister's bombardment in pain.

"Yabai! If you are so good, it's not my mother and I who are inspecting Kyousuke, but him who is inspecting me."

Listening to the reporter on the TV, Yangno, who was sitting on the sofa with her beautiful white legs curled up, yelled and screamed, her hand shaking wildly. Of course, these words would not get a response from Yukino, but she didn't care and asked again.

"Xiao Yukino, what were you doing as a freshman in high school?"

Yukinoshita Yukino seemed to be a Bodhidharma, silent and watching TV quietly, as if there was no fluctuation in her heart.

Being ignored again, Yangno just smiled. Just from the light cyan eyes that kept flashing, she could guess her sister's thoughts.

"Oh, what should I do? Kyousuke is so good, how can he be tricked into becoming Yukinoshita Kyousuke? Even attending an award ceremony can make the host fall in love with him. Such a boy should be very popular in school. Welcome."

She looked at her sister:

"Hey, Yukino-chan, are there many girls in your school pursuing Kyousuke? Are there many girls who are following him all day long?"

Yukinoshita Yukino picked up the remote control and turned up the volume.

Chasing after Hojo Kyosuke? With Sakura and Glass by his side, how could any girl get in touch with him out of spite? As for following him all day long? Sister, what on earth is she thinking? People are not mindless toys, how could they...

meeting……

The girl's eyes widened suddenly.

No, no, no, I'm just pursuing what I want, and I didn't go to Hojo Kyousuke's house for two days in a row for the reason my sister said.

"Real or fake? The first award-winning mystery novel?"

"It seems to be true. It's really the first book! How many records will this house break?"

"What is this guy Guangtian doing? Please finish it quickly and let me ask! It's so rude. There's so much nonsense. Be careful that the organizer won't invite him next time."

"Can you contact Mr. Hojo's parents to publish a book on parenting?"

…

After hearing these three bombs from Yoshitoki Hirota, the scene got a little out of control for a moment.

Any one of these three alone is enough to make the winner surpass his predecessors. The combination of the three is really, as he said, an "impossible miracle."

What? Meaningless repeated words? Do you understand this is called emphatic tone? Are there so many editors in the editorial department who graduated from third-rate universities?

"I think it's not just me, but many people are curious about how Mr. Hojo created such a great work. If you can, please impart your experience to everyone."

Hirota Yoshitoki finally raised his question.

I have to say that after a series of foreshadowings, this extremely ordinary question really whetted everyone's appetite.

Hmm...how was it created?

You asked a good question, and the good thing is that I can't explain it to you at all.

Hojo Kyosuke felt that if Shiba-senpai was on stage now and acted as his mouth substitute, she would definitely say, "This is a genius thing, and it is difficult to explain it to you. If you can understand it, then you don't need to learn from experience." ”

But that is Shiha Kasumigaoka who doesn't care about the outside world, not Kyousuke Hojo who is sophisticated and sophisticated about people.

Facing the reporter's question, which seemed to let him show off his talents, he smiled slightly at the audience and raised the microphone.

Isn't it just telling a story? Do you want it to be tear-jerking or funny? Even if you want to hear birds flying across the sky, I can come up with a couple of sentences for you.

Well, at least 10,000 words tomorrow.