Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Hojo Kyosuke walked off the stage and just as he was about to go find his relatives and friends, he was stopped by the staff and guided out of the venue.

No, it’s just a flower that still needs to be recycled?

Followed to the groom's dressing room.

"As expected of Mr. Hojo, even your acceptance speech was so touching. Maybe I can authorize you to collect your speeches and publish them separately."

Hamamoto Shigeru laughed and walked over with his hand outstretched when he was far away. He looked much more generous than when he spoke on the ceremony stage before.

Hojo Kyosuke also smiled, stretched out his hand and shook it:

"You are too complimentary, Chairman Hamamoto, I just said some superficial words."

"No matter where you are, I'm already looking forward to what Mr. Hojo will say when he wins the Mystery Writers Association Award. I will definitely take a photo with you then."

Hamamoto Shigeru has seen the popularity of Hojo Kyosuke. You must know that although their previous awards were considered heavyweight, the media attention they received was far less than this time.

If you want to get close to each other in multiple ways, it is best to invite the other person to hold a book launch party in a bookstore that is close to their committee. But he also heard from his subordinates that a large group of Hojo Kyosuke's family and friends came. Presumably the young man couldn't wait to share the joy with his relatives and friends.

"I won't disturb Mr. Hojo. The prizes are all in the locker room. If it's not convenient to carry them, you can have our staff deliver them to your house later."

Oh, yes, I haven’t received the prize yet.

Only then did Hojo Kyousuke remember that before, there were giant cardboards with words and pictures written on them on the stage. They were specially used for taking pictures. Maybe they would use them again next time. In fact, the actual prizes had not yet been given to them. As for him.

but……

A library card of 100,000 yen, a set of stationery, you guys are really good at it...

Not to mention the tens of millions of Edogawa Ranpo Awards, even the prizes awarded by the Mystery Writers Association include a big gold watch and half a million in cash. Fortunately for you, 100,000 yuan can only be used as a voucher to buy books at the corresponding bookstore.

"Haha, I would like to thank Chairman Hamamoto and the store staff again for their hard work. I wish our awards will be better and better."

With a laugh, he waved goodbye and walked to the locker room.

Hamamoto Shigeru stopped and stared at the figure for a while. He didn't turn around until the other person walked into the dressing room and prepared to return to the venue. Although there were no other activities after that, as long as the chairs were put away, the venue could turn into a banquet hall in an instant. It is enough for communication.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw a figure walking quickly past him.

Um?

Isn't this the teacher Kasumi Shiko from the Immortal River Bookstore?

Although he had never seen it before, the person who managed to bring more than a dozen people to the award ceremony was clearly not a simple writer, so he took note of it.

Just as he was hesitating whether to ask the other party what was going on, Hamamoto Shigeru saw the girl in a black skirt. She was still walking with a wind in her ten-centimeter high heels, dragging the skirt that was slightly raised at her ankles without stopping. walked forward, and then...

Hey, that's the men's changing room...

Hamamoto Shigeru was stunned, and the first thought that came to his mind was not to let that person disturb Mr. Hojo inside. Although it's unlikely, what if Hojo-sensei just took off all his clothes?

Aren’t there people who feel too much pressure when they get on the podium, and then take off their clothes and run around naked to release the pressure after they get off the stage? As a writer, normal is abnormal.

Lifting his right foot, Hamamoto Shigeru was about to chase after him, but then his movement suddenly stopped.

No, wait.

After all, there are only a few people who run around naked as soon as they receive the award. They also need to take off their clothes. After receiving the award, it should be the norm for writers to hug a beautiful woman and roll onto the bed.

I heard from my friends at the Mystery Writers Association that Mr. Tsuyoshi Aisaka, who has the best relationship with Mr. Hojo, told a lot about her romantic affairs.

and……

Isn't the girl who rushed into the dressing room, whose slender back was so beautiful that the old man felt like he was seeing spring, the "family" Mr. Hojo admitted on stage?

Hamamoto Shigeru finally figured out his thinking.

But isn’t this a bit too hasty? At least go home first, aren't you afraid that someone will break in later?

Tsk tsk, Hojo-sensei, you really deserve to be called "Heisei Style".

Young people~

Hamamoto Shigeru showed a knowing smile, stood there and thought for a moment, took out his mobile phone and sent a message, intending to call one of his subordinates to help at the door to tell those who came after him that they could not enter here.

After sending the message, he looked away from the door of the locker room, shook his head and turned around with a chuckle, intending to return to the venue. Although he is not as popular as the protagonist Mr. Hojo, there are still many people waiting to talk to him.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw another figure walking by.

"?"

A question mark popped up in Hamamoto's head. This corridor neither leads to the first floor nor to the bathroom. The only one that can be reached is the groom's dressing room. Where are there so many people?

He raised his hand and was about to call the other person to stop, but opened his mouth but closed it again.

He recognized it again. This girl in front of him, who ignored him as if she were nothing, was wearing a pure white sweatshirt and gray sweatpants with a ponytail. She was the relevant person that Mr. Hojo had filled in. They were responsible for making the roster. These He has seen the information himself.

If the girl in the black dress before was exuding a charming and alluring aura like a rose at night, then the girl with firm steps in front of her was like the white magnolia that had just bloomed on the branches under the moonlight.

However, one of these two alone is enough to become Bai Yueguang in the hearts of all the boys in the school. Twenty years later, when I heard that she would attend a class reunion, even if she borrowed money, she would rent the best suit to attend. A girl whose life is complete just by looking at her.

One after another, they rushed into the dressing room where Hojo Kyosuke was the only one.

Tsk, tsk, awesome! It truly deserves to be called "Heisei Style"!

While applauding with envy in his heart, Hamamoto Shigeru did not dare to leave for a while.

Because both teacher Kasumi Shiko and Miyami Mitsuha behind them both pushed the door open and went in. It was obvious that the people before them didn't lock the door.

You are still too young, Hojo-sensei. You should be careful when you are young and romantic, otherwise if you are not careful, your romantic affair will become gossip heard in the streets.

He stood there and sent another message, urging the female staff member he had notified before to come faster.

But now is the time when there are the most things in the venue, and it is obvious that the other party will not be able to get through for a while.

Hamamoto glanced at the closed red lacquered wood door of the locker room. He felt his throat was a little dry. He touched his pocket and found that he didn't have a cigarette.

"Hey, this is too cruel for a middle-aged man."

Without a cigarette, he took out his cell phone, intending to see how much discussion was going on about today's Grand Prize on the Internet.

The first thing he clicked on was his official website, but the page was blank. He checked the signal and it was full. I refreshed it twice and still can't open it.

"Um?"

Not knowing much about the Internet, he pulled out his address book and planned to ask relevant people.

Then, he saw a girl wearing a blue dress walking past him again.

This time he was not regarded as nothing, but the other party did not recognize him either. Those beautiful eyes as pure as sapphires were full of sympathy, as if they were looking at a loser who failed to win the grand prize of this house.

No, wait, although your eyes are beautiful, you shouldn't really be able to speak, can you still speak so clearly?

Hamamoto Shigeru was stunned. He finally didn't recognize this person. He raised his hand to fulfill his duty as a doorman and call out to this cute little girl.

But the little girl didn't stop. She moved her calves wrapped in white pantyhose, her small leather shoes lightly stepped on the wooden floor, leaving a series of banging sounds, and directly opened the door of the dressing room.

Three...three! ?

Hamamoto Shigeru's eyes widened suddenly, and he watched in disbelief as the heavy wooden door slowly closed under the action of the door closer. He pricked up his ears, trying to hear something.

Sure enough, three completely different girls' voices came from inside, but before he could hear clearly what they were saying, the door was manually closed heavily.

this……

The award ceremony hadn't even ended yet, and they were celebrating in the memorial hall with three girls who were equally beautiful, but all had unforgettable qualities.

Not to mention modern writers, even Kojima Yukio and Dazai Osamu-sensei would sit down and ask Hojo-sensei for advice humbly, right?

Looking at the door of the locker room, Hamamoto Shigeru's hand habitually reached into his pants pocket to take out a cigarette.

Damn it, if you can't smoke at this time, you will die.

He was obviously not a heavy smoker, but he felt a little uneasy standing at this moment. He rubbed his leather shoes vigorously on the wooden floor, and for a moment he forgot that he wanted to ask the staff to deal with the website.

After another while, he finally waited until the staff came to complete the janitor's shift.

"Huh? Amamiya, why is it you? Didn't I ask Taeko to come?"

Hamamoto Shigeru looked at Amamiya Miki in front of him dumbfounded. If there was any woman present who could barely compete with Mr. Hojo's female friends, this was the only one in front of him. Although it's still a notch below, it's common for neon writers to have a romantic one-night stand with a staff member who admires them after the awards.

With the blessing of such an identity, you can definitely add a filter to get the "Beauty +1" buff.

No, what am I thinking about? Although Amamiya liked the teacher Hojo very much, there were already four people there, so that would never happen.

"Taeko has other things to be busy with now, so I suggested that I do it." Amamiya Miki said with a smile.

This is a lie. If she has something to do, she should be the one who serves as the master of ceremonies. Just now, there were several reporters who wanted to interview her because they saw her presenting the award to Hojo Kyousuke at the award ceremony, even if one person played two roles. She dug out some sexy news, but after hearing her colleague Taeko's whisper, she immediately volunteered to help the chairman solve his troubles.

"Soga, then I'll leave it to you. Mr. Hojo is resting inside, so you have to hold onto others who want to go in."

Hamamoto Shigeru thought for a moment, looked at the time, and felt that he really couldn't leave the venue without such an important person, so he gave a simple explanation and started walking towards the venue.

"Okay, please don't worry, Chairman." Amamiya Miki responded with a smile, her eight teeth were white and neat, and her bright smile made people fall in love with her.

"Um."

After agreeing, Hamamoto Shigeru turned around. But as soon as he took a step, he stopped habitually.

Well, very good, no one will pass me by again.

He smiled nervously and walked forward with confidence.

But around the corner of the corridor, his peripheral vision caught a scene that made his eyes widen.

Wait, wait, Amamiya, you didn’t hear my voice, did you? I'm gone, but there's no one to watch the door for you, right? You will remember to lock the door, right?

Yes, what Hamamoto Shigeru saw was almost the same as before.

I saw Amamiya Miki standing in front of the locker room door, knocking on the door a few times, saying something with a smile, and then pushed the door open and entered.

real or fake?

Hamamoto Shigeru retracted his steps and looked at the slowly closing door of the locker room with some surprise.

Wait, Amamiya Miki, isn’t she trying to make big news for our house awards?

He stood at the T-junction at the end of the corridor. He didn't know for a moment whether he should notify the paparazzi or go back and continue his part-time job as a doorman.

He knew it, although he felt ashamed to say it, "Kyosuke Hojo won the Grand Prize of the House!" News like "Breaking Three Major Records" will make those who see it exclaim and marvel at the genius of Mr. Hojo. But the heat will dissipate within a day at most. After all, genius is too far away from everyone.

What the public likes to hear more is "the winner of our grand prize!" "The Love Affair Between Flowers of the Youngest Literary Man of the New Generation", "Bold and Bold!" The trophy belongs to everyone! 』 Such news.

If there is such news, not to mention those literature lovers will have a collective climax, even the obasans who have no idea about Hojo Kyosuke and the Honya Daeshan before will discuss it when they buy groceries in the morning. Not to mention the media attention, which has definitely skyrocketed.

The Chairman of the Executive Committee of the Honya Awards, who was bent on besieging, was in a tangle for a while.

"Chairman?"

A voice brought Hamamoto Shigeru back from his thoughts. He turned around blankly, and it turned out to be his secretary. Has he already brought the reporters?

Hamamoto Shigeru subconsciously looked behind the person, what? No? This guy can't read air at all.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"It's like this. For the interview we agreed on before, Higuchi-san of "Asahi Shimbun" is still waiting for you, as well as the editors of Fusukawa Bookstore and Eishusha... everyone is waiting for you."

The secretary bowed and then said quickly.

I just came to say hello to Mr. Hojo. Why did my boss stay there for so long and didn’t answer the phone? It’s so disrespectful. I might be pushed out next year.

Hamamoto Shigeru glanced at the secretary, nodded to express his understanding, and finally glanced at the dressing room with his peripheral vision and chose to be a good person.

Let God decide

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