Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"...When I saw that you, a philandering scumbag, could actually have so many female fans, I saw through the nature of the world!"

Kenzo Konno’s voice was deep and full of wisdom:

"When you look at the silicone lover of literary giants with a sentimental eye, she is just a sex toy, but if your name is "Kono Kenzo", then you will see a whole new world. "

“With built-in speakers that recite novels, the silicone lover instantly transforms from a sex toy into a teaching tool.

I will use the association’s connections to lobby the Parent-Teacher Association to include literary giants’ silicone lovers on their purchase list. It can be used in both Chinese language classes and sexual knowledge.

Think about it, something that was originally vulgar becomes extremely sacred because of the addition of novels by writers from our association! Students no longer have to study painfully, and releasing youthful hormones has become a serious matter for absorbing knowledge. Whether it is students or parents, society or the country, they will all criticize our Mystery Writers Association..."

Kenzo Konno had already stood up and gave an impassioned speech.

Hojo Kyosuke wanted to interrupt several times, but looking at Go Aisaka's increasingly admiring eyes next to him, he chose to remain silent.

He frowned, so am I the only one who thinks Kenzo Konno has gone insane? Am I the only one who finds this embarrassing? Maybe other people in the association will happily accept this, and maybe they will proudly show off the sales data, "Ah, my novel has become the most popular learning material."

hiss--

Hojo Kyousuke shuddered when he thought of that scene. He was 10,000% sure that if he joined Kenzo Konno's plan, his idiot subordinates would give their full support and use all the money they earned from scalping to buy recitations of "The Devotion of Suspect X" and "The Devotion of Suspect X". The silicone lover of "The Dream and Death of Writer K".

To put it bluntly, it would be fine if those people vomited their souls out while listening to the novel being read aloud. They were just afraid that the idiots would tie their silicone lovers behind their backs and take them for a ride...

The exhaust pipe made a buzzing roar, and behind the writer's silicone lover turned up the volume to sing crazily, and the delinquents with all kinds of hair dyed in all kinds of colors shouted in unison, "The boss is the best"...

Oh my God, what a hellish drawing this is!

At this moment, Hojo Kyosuke regretted so much why he had such a smart brain and why he could imagine that scene so realistically.

…

Hell, that must be hell.

Or else take advantage of the award ceremony to kill Kenzo Konno? Anyway, people will die at these award ceremonies and dances, and it would be abnormal not to die. As the president of the Mystery Writers Association, let Kenzo Konno take the lead and die first.

Ignoring Go Aisaka's eager expression next to him, Hojo Kyosuke said quickly:

"Do you think those parents and teachers are as crazy as you? How could they listen to your nonsense!"

"What's so hard about this?"

Kenzo Kono turned his head and slowly lowered his raised hands, his expression still arrogant.

If this guy had been born a few decades earlier, he might have been able to commit seppuku with Mishima Yukio. This look is really crazy, Hojo Kyosuke complained in his heart. As a friend, nothing else can help. Hojo Kyosuke can guarantee that if Konno Kenzo asks him to be the wrong person, he will cut off the other person's head cleanly.

After finishing his arrogant posture, Konno Kenzo looked at Hojo Kyosuke with an expression of "Hojo, how could you not even think of such a thing? You are so stupid" and said slowly:

"Didn't I say it at the beginning? I will use the association's connections to lobby the PTA."

"Unless you bring MacArthur into the Association now, I don't see any hope of success for you."

Hojo Kyosuke said calmly, to be fair, he felt that just bringing MacArthur in was not enough, he had to let Neon retreat for thirty years. Here I have to praise the mystery novelist again. I really want to kill him if he has a chance, and he will kill him even if he doesn’t have a chance to create an opportunity. When other people see the stock market skyrocketing, they want to make money. They see making money and want to kill. They see companies going bankrupt and they want to kill. They see parks being demolished and they want to kill. They are simply born to murder the Holy Body.

Suddenly hearing the familiar yet unfamiliar name MacArthur, both Kenzo Konno and Tsuyoshi Aisaka were stunned. The latter's face returned to calmness, and he began to seriously consider whether it would be possible to have his own audio novel built into female teaching tools. The former was stunned for a moment, then looked at Hojo Kyousuke with the same expression as Momotaro.

"Yes, I don't have a five-star general, but I do have Hojo Kyosuke!"

Kenzo Konno’s tone was extremely cheerful:

"I have already planned to tell those parents when the time comes. Do you want to know why Hojo Kyousuke is so good? Go buy the "Silicone Lover of Writers"! He keeps everything inside! "

"..."

The corner of Hojo Kyosuke's mouth twitched, and he felt a little dazed for a moment. Kenzo Kono and Eikichi Onizuka overlapped in front of him.

"I can see it."

He took a step forward, raised his hand and put it on Kenzo Konno's shoulder.

"How about this? There's a good chance of success! Come on, Hojo, I'll give you the highest level of share! Or I'll just charge you the cost price!"

"No, I can see President Konno's awareness of promoting the development of neon mystery novels."

"Do you need to say this? I am determined to be the number one person in the neon reasoning world!"

"Okay, okay, come on, let's start choosing! Do you like secret room murder or nursery rhyme murder?"

Hojo Kyosuke smiled very kindly. Although Kenzo Konno didn’t know why the topic suddenly turned to discussing his favorite type of murder, he immediately justified his favorite trick:

"Of course it's a personal trick. Putting the identity of the criminal on someone else and watching the detective and PC being fooled from a God's perspective is simply art!"

"That's true, but here I recommend Konno-san to choose the legendary killing and message before death modes."

As Hojo Kyosuke spoke, he already pinched Konno Kenzo's neck with both hands:

"Mr. Kenzo Konno, the president of the association, died mysteriously at the award ceremony for the youngest winner in the history of the association. He left a legend behind before his death. All the mystery novelists present became suspects, creating a classic Country house party mode.”

As he spoke, his hand gradually increased in strength:

"At the end of the story, Hojo Kyosuke, the most talented member in the history of the association, deciphered the message left by the late president Kenzo Konno and found the real murderer. The culprit was none other than Kenzo Konno himself. He used incredible methods to Disguising suicide as homicide. In other words, everyone present is an accomplice!

Because Kenzo Kono would create this suicide murder just to make all the mystery novelists present..."

"Hey, Hojo, Konno rolled his eyes! He really rolled his eyes, ahhhh, his tongue stuck out."

Aisaka interrupted Hojo Kyousuke's narration with a shout. He looked down and saw that Kenzo Konno had indeed rolled his eyes and was trying to stick out his tongue. It was obviously a pretense, after all, he didn't actually use any force, but since the other party was trying so hard, he still let go of his hand.

"You guy, don't mess with me. All the peripheral copyrights of my novels have been sold to the company. If you don't give up, I will ask Qisaki to come and talk to you."

He looked at Kenzo Konno who was pretending to cough over there and said.

"Ahem, let's forget it, using other people's is just enough." Kenzo Kono waved his hands repeatedly.

After playing around for a while, the three of them all sat down. Since there were only two chairs in the room, Kenzo Konno, the homeowner, chose to stand.

Hojo Kyosuke glanced at his two friends, knowing that they had never given up on that bad idea. In order to avoid being affected when the association member died in the future, he couldn't help but start thinking about how to stay out of the matter. After all, he is very self-aware. Once Kenzo Konno really launches the "Silicone Lover for Writers", there will definitely be customers asking why there is no Hojo Kyosuke model.

If you ask why, it's because he is so popular. This is an objective fact, and it does exist even if you don’t want to face it.

How about recommending those two guys Zaimokuza and Hikigaya to the association? He had heard from people in the Kendo Club that Zaimokuza seemed to like writing novels and wanted to become a light novel writer in the future. As for Hikigaya, he also has amazing talents. It was Zaimokuza who exposed Hikigaya's diary from the divine world and announced it in the chat group. It is said that the two of them fought fiercely that day.

The reason why he considered recommending these two people to join the club was not that Hojo Kyousuke thought that those two people had any amazing talents and could do this well. But I am confident that if these two people are there, Kenzo Konno's bad idea can be defeated. It is uncertain whether it will succeed or not, but if it fails, it will definitely be more than enough.

They each took a sip of water, and Aisaka began to talk to Hojo Kyousuke about what happened during the final selection.

"...What should I do? With so many people making trouble at the awards ceremony later, the scene will definitely be ugly."

Aisaka Tsuyoshi worriedly said that he was a real good friend, should he say it or not. After all, this matter actually has little to do with him. Even if Tsuruta Masako attacks, it will be difficult to implicate him, so now he is completely worried about Hojo Kyosuke and Konno Kenzo.

"Tsuruda Masahiro..."

Hojo Kyosuke repeated it in a low voice, but there was no trace of worry on his face, instead there was a slight smile.

"Look Aisaka, I'm telling you this guy must have had a plan."

Kenzo Konno breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he saw it. This was a tacit understanding among conspirators.

Aisaka Tsuyoshi said in surprise: "Hojo, you already knew that Nishizawao would find Masako Tsuruta?"

"No, of course not. Even I can't have that much energy to pay attention to such a small thing."

Hojo Kyosuke waved his hand, his words were not pretentious but the truth. Even though the subordinates could cover the roof of Nishizawa's house with just one word of command regarding tracking, it was really not necessary.

"What about you?" Aisaka asked in confusion.

"Don't ask, it won't be fun if you tell me now. You can just watch the award ceremony later. They are the ones who are the ones making trouble, but I will definitely not be the one who suffers."

Hojo Kyosuke smiled very easily.

As mystery novelists who enjoy murder and solving mysteries, Tsuyoshi Aisaka and Kenzo Kono strongly protested against Kyosuke Hojo's attempt to whet his appetite, and both of them asked what the plans were. However, Hojo Kyosuke said nothing and allowed the two of them to guess.

After another chat, with Hojo Kyosuke's assurance, the two people's emotions rose again, and they began to talk excitedly about the impact of Hojo Kyosuke's award, and when they talked about "the silicone lovers of literary giants", Ohsaka even thought about the future. , saying that after the three of them died, the land near Hojo Kyosuke's house must be more valuable. Kenzo Konno was immediately unconvinced when he heard this. Although he could not compare with Hojo Kyosuke in terms of talent and appearance, he must be the winner when it came to his contribution to the literary world.

"Even if I die now, my house will definitely be the most valuable. The entrance fee will be enough for my descendants to enjoy!" Mr. Kinno shouted.

"I don't believe it." Tsuyoshi Osaka laughed.

"Then I'll die for you to see!"

"Calm down, Kinno-san!"

"As for being a person, you have to be reliable, Hojo!"

"No, I mean wait until I go to buy two plots of land next to your house before you die, okay?"

"Buy together."

"Then I won't die, Osaka, you should die. The cheapest one will die first. Hojo and I still have room for appreciation. It's a pity to die now."

"Asshole, I haven't lived enough!"

"Don't worry, I'll call everyone in the association to help you design a good way to die."

"Why has the topic become how to send me to death?"

"Gentlemen, I have a suggestion! Can our association cooperate with an organization that prevents national suicide? You see, although there is a suicide hotline, people who want to commit suicide will never call it, right?"

Kenzo Kinno's thoughts are quite divergent, and he became excited as he spoke.

Hojo Kyosuke nodded. This guy has a lot of bad ideas. But what he said is true. There are of course a lot of countermeasures for Japan's extremely high suicide rate, but of course they are useless. On the contrary, they have become a catalyst. No one will call the suicide tendency consultation phone number. For Japanese people who are used to not causing trouble for others, asking for help is considered shameful.

"Since asking for help is shameful, then we can invite them to design their own death and let them become part of death. When they really understand the horror of death, maybe they can face life again with strength."

Kenzo Chino's voice became low as he spoke, and Hojo Kyosuke looked over in surprise.

"I'm sorry, Chino-san, I thought you only gave bad ideas, but I didn't expect that you would have a normal brain." He sighed, but he didn't think this idea was useful. On the contrary, if someone really died according to the death designed by the association, Kenzo Chino would really be infamous for thousands of years.

The three chatted for a while and then separated at the door. Hojo Kyosuke left a final sentence:

"Anyway, when they jump out, don't get too excited, just watch the show."

Thanks to the big guys for their monthly tickets, recommendation tickets and rewards.

Tomorrow!

Tomorrow!

I'll pay the 6,000 I owe tomorrow!