Tokyo Girlfriend Guide.

Chapter 332
Fuji Hall

The thick brown wooden door was open, and there were several standing signs at the door, with the names of Motoya Grand Prize and sponsors written on it.The ten shortlisted books also each have their own independent label, and the most eye-catching one is naturally that of Hojo Kyosuke.

"The Devotion of Suspect X" has been published in three editions so far, and there are three covers, one is an all-black cover with "Dedication of Suspect X" written in small vertical characters in the middle, where X is a red cursive; The four big characters of Hojo Kyosuke are highlighted, but the title of the book occupies a small place.

The one on the stand now is the third version. On the light blue bottom, there is the back of a man in a black suit, and the title of the book is written in a line below it.

That's naturally a photo of Hojo Kyosuke himself, and this version is a collector's edition hardcover book specially used to deceive... to give back to fans.

Although Ishigami in the novel is an unattractive man, it does not prevent fans of the book from imagining the appearance of Hojo Kyosuke.

A man with an ordinary or even inferior appearance fits the situation of Shi Shen in the novel, and fits Miss Jingzi's attitude towards him;

A somewhat unreal man with a handsome and perfect appearance, in line with the fantasies of readers when they read novels.Mathematics genius, creator of perfect tricks, lonely genius Dharma Stone God.Dedicated to love, a love so deep that it is suffocating, an infatuated stone god who doesn't understand love.

What would such a person be like?
Just like Kasumigaoka Shiwa's misunderstanding at the beginning, anyone who sees Hojo Kyosuke and knows some of his deeds will involuntarily substitute him for Ishigami Tetsuya.

"That's great, the next manga Kyosuke will draw exactly like himself? Then when the animation is made later, Ying Lili will definitely be more motivated to draw." Sakura looked at the poster with satisfaction, and her heart was full Decided to pack it up and take it away after the meeting.

Send it to Aunt Mikiko~
"Forget about the next one, it's not auspicious." Hojo Kyosuke said casually.

There is no front and back doors in the banquet hall, there is only one front door, and Hojo Kyosuke raised his footsteps and was about to walk in.

"What are you doing? Do you want to meet the bride just like this? It's too rude! The groom's dressing room is not over there." Aisaka grabbed him.

Yo, you guys are addicted to playing.

Hojo Kyosuke chuckled, but he also remembered what to do.As the protagonist, of course he has to wear a corsage.It's not just him, all the ten writers shortlisted for the Motoya Grand Prize received such treatment today.

"I'm not in the habit of sharing the same dressing room with others. How about going to the women's dressing room next door, Aisaka-san?"

When he said this, he turned his head to the side and lowered his voice. It was fine for him to joke about his relationship with Aisaka Gang, but it was a bit frivolous in the lady's ears.

"It's disgusting, I didn't expect you, Hojo-san, to have such thoughts about me." As expected, Aisaka Gang didn't feel annoyed at all, he laughed and made a fancy smile.

"Then Yingliang, you go in with editor Shimomura and the others." Hojo Kyosuke turned his head and told, the guests' seats are at the back.

"Well, I want to choose the brightest and most energetic flower~"

"Ah."

After bidding farewell to Kyosuke Hojo, Sakura and the others followed the two editors and walked inside.

Before entering the guild hall, she thought it was because of the angle, so it looked dark inside from the outside, but she didn't expect that the light was very dim when she walked in.

If it weren't for the fluorescent indicator strips on the ground, she would have almost fallen down before her eyes adapted to the darkness.

The reason why Fuji Hall is called Fuji Hall is that like kingkei, there are various ukiyo-e paintings of Mount Fuji on the wall.But now I can't see clearly.

The only light that was on was above the ceremony stage directly in front of the guild hall.

The ceremony platform, which was about one meter above the ground, was illuminated by the golden ambient light on the top, and the smooth wooden floor also turned dark yellow.

On the ceremony stage was a square thing covered entirely with golden yellow silk cloth. Needless to say, everyone could guess that the work covered under it must be the work that will hold the trophy today.

Waiting for the master of ceremonies to announce the winning works, the staff will unravel the silk.

The background wall directly behind the ceremony stage is silver-gray, separated into four or five rectangles by golden spokes.

A huge screen that makes Sakura feel very familiar is hanging there, with the logo of the Motoya Grand Award on it.

On the golden crown, there are three columns of characters like comic characters shouting "Selected by bookstore staff all over the country", "いちばん (Ichiban, No. [-])" and "Books to sell"

Below is the large white characters "2015 Honya Grand Prize" and "Presentation"

In this dark environment, everyone who pulls out their phone will be watched by those around them.The moment of low air pressure made their faces instantly familiar, and because the environment was too quiet to apologize, they could only use Dogeza to express their apology.

According to Sakura-sama's calculation method, thinking about it this way is equivalent to: If you don't want to sit down, you can only sit and stare at the screen in a daze.

It forced everyone to wait for the ceremony to start quickly, the golden silk cloth to be untied quickly, and the winners to come to the stage to receive the award quickly.

Therefore, a sense of ritual is still necessary.If there is no such sense of ritual, the organizers might start quickly because of the impatience of waiting.

"Looks like the premiere, isn't it, Nitro."

Yingliang muttered in a low voice, if Kyosuke was here, he would have to say again that the sense of ritual must be the thing that Neon people are best at.

But she didn't wait for a response.

Too bad, Nitro won't get lost, right?

Yingliang was startled, she didn't teach Glass to cry loudly when she lost her way.

"As for Nitzi, I went to the locker room with Kyousuke just now." Mitsuba replied in a low voice.

"Oh~~Nijiang, dishonesty~" Yingliang was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed twice.

On the other side, Hojo Kyosuke and Aisaka followed Amamiya Miki to the men's locker room.Because this guild hall was originally prepared for wedding banquets, so the dressing room is indeed written as the groom's dressing room on the map.But now it is not used as a dressing room, it is just a place for people to tidy up their clothes.

Corsages, gloves, other sundries.

Yugong Weixi was wondering why Miss Nishinomiya didn't sit down in the venue, but now when she entered the dressing room, she walked towards the place where the corsage was placed without saying a word.

"Winners" ""...

Different people have different flowers, blue hydrangeas, white, red flowers that are too bright to be seen.

Nitro looked at it, thinking about what Sakura said, and ignored the organizer's request, and picked out a favorite orange-red daylily flower, which is a kind of flower that looks like a lily and a rain orchid. The shape of the petals is slender and elegant. Blooming like roses.

Holding the corsage, Nitiko came to the front of Hojo Kyosuke. She didn't even use the pins prepared by the organizer, but took out the pins she had prepared a long time ago from her pocket, just like taking out the scissors before Sakura Ryo. Same as when buttoning Hojo Kyosuke's shirt.

Today, the four girls all chose ponytails for their hairstyles, and as Nishi raised his head, his eyes were fixed on Hojo Kyosuke's chest seriously.The brown ponytail neatly hung down along the slender neck, making the girl's neck skin even whiter.

The condescending Kitjo Kyosuke, although part of his field of vision was blocked by Glass's cute little face, he could still clearly see the white and smooth skin on the girl's chest.

"Time flies so fast."

Feeling the fiddling of the clothes on his chest, he also thought of the time when he graduated from primary school.At that time, Yanzi was about the same height as him.Now he has grown taller, and the girl has grown up too.

"It's just right if it's neither fast nor slow~" Nitzi smiled softly, and carefully helped Kyosuke-kun smooth the clothes on his chest.

"Let's go, go to receive the award."

Hojo Kyosuke took the hand of Nitro and walked directly to the door.

Um? ? ?Are you waiting for me?
Have you two forgotten that we're in the same boat?

Feng Saka, whose stomach was nearly corroded by the acid water, opened his eyes wide, watching the man and woman walking out the door as if they were on an outing, feeling ten thousand sika deer running by in his heart.

There was also a staff member standing in front of him, a man, taller and stronger than him, who was helping him wear a corsage.

He turned his head to look at Amamiya Miki, who was wearing a silver suit and was extraordinarily glamorous. He saw that the other party also stared at Hojo Kyosuke's back with wide-eyed disbelief, and the old man felt a lot more at ease.

But in the next second, he saw that Miss Amamiya, stepping on five centimeter high heels, trotting with a clear voice, chasing Hojo Kyosuke and ran out.

"Aisaka-san, how do you feel?"

"It's hard to say." Feng Saka said subconsciously.

"I'm sorry, I'll adjust it for you right away." The staff who helped Aisaka put on the corsage apologized quickly, and then fiddled with his chest again.

"..." Feng Saka just raised his head, looking at the man who was a little taller than himself with his head down, his mood was even more indescribable.

Nitzi's hand was warm and soft, holding her, Hojo Kyosuke felt like he was walking on clouds.If it wasn't for a Miss Yugong who was with him, he would have the urge to go for a walk outside and visit the wedding venue downstairs with Nitro and then come back.

Anyway, the bride and groom below should welcome me.

The two did not speak for a while, as quiet and solemn as walking on the approach to the main hall of the shrine.

But Nitrate's face was not as serious as the bride's, but had a quiet smile on it.

"Kyosuke-kun, come on!"

Before the door was about to part, Nitro made a super cute gesture of cheering, and then ran to the guest seats behind.

"This way please, Hojo-san."

Yugong Weixi stretched out his hand to point out that they did not pass through the front of the ceremony stage, but walked through the preparation room behind the background wall.

In the first row of seats on the ceremony stage, there were not awardees or executive committee executives, but cameras and reporters.

When Kyosuke Hojo came out through the small door at one end of the ceremony stage, the reporter with good eyes immediately raised his camera and started snapping pictures.

But what made him gratified was that those people didn't want to sit down, so they didn't turn on the flash.

Wait, what pictures do you get in this kind of light without the flash on?You bastards, do you have professionalism?
He seemed to know where the photos of "xxx lost the big prize, with a gloomy face almost vomiting blood" in the newspapers came from.

While thinking casually, he walked towards his seat, Miss Yugong had already told him.But even if he didn't tell, he wouldn't be wrong, because he and Aisaka Gang were almost the last ones to arrive.

"Hojo-san, it's so late."

Masaki Manjo, whom Hojo Kyosuke met at the reception last time, greeted with a smile.

"Wancheng-san, you don't understand this. If Hojo-san comes too early, we have to think hard to congratulate him, and he also has to pretend to be modest. It's a happy way for everyone to appear in the finale like this! "

The speaker is Misaki Megaku, and the award-winning work is "Reaper Comes to My House", that is, the god of death will find people who are about to die and ask them some inexplicable things, such as do you like drinking Coca-Cola or Pepsi, and do you want the body to be eaten by cats after death? Drop or rats eat.

Although, of course, the Grim Reaper in his book made a point of not deciding the fate of the dead on his own satisfaction with the answers.

"So it's because I didn't appreciate Hojo-san's good intentions, and I punished myself with three cups at the celebration later." Wancheng Yaji nodded sadly.

"Hahaha, you two guys, you have a way of teasing people. Stop writing books, go talk about Mancai, and I will send you flowers."

Hojo Kyosuke sat down with a smile, but before he could continue chatting, he felt an uncomfortable sight.

Ishida Hidenori.

"Really, this guy is still wearing his red suit today? Does he only have this set of clothes?" Someone asked in disbelief.

"Hey? Didn't Feng Bansang tell you?" Wancheng Yaji asked in surprise.

"Ishida Hidenori was teased?" Hojo Kyosuke asked.

"That's right, this is also part of the prank. Don't you think the crimson suit goes well with the clown?" Misakime said with a smirk.

Hearing this, Hojo Kyosuke, who had an amazing brain power, immediately painted Ishida Hidenori's yellow-black face with white oil paint and a big red nose.

"Who made this prank, it's too..."

After deliberating for a while, he spit out the word "carefully".

"I don't know, I just know that someone who doesn't like him did it. If it wasn't for Feng Bansang, we wouldn't even know about it." Wancheng Yaji said.

Perhaps because he noticed the gazes of the three Hojo Kyosuke, Hidenori Ishida, who was chatting loudly with the person next to him, also turned his head.Different from the exasperation last time, today he has the demeanor of a winner, raising his chin high at Hojo Kyosuke, showing a few uneven teeth and laughing.

"..."

Seeing the winner's smile, the three people here were speechless.

With a sympathetic smile on his face, Hojo Kyosuke nodded in that direction.

Um?Hidenori Ishida's eyes widened in surprise, he didn't expect Kyosuke Hojo, who was so proud last time, to bow his head to him.

"Hahahaha, sure enough, no matter what young genius is, once the tide recedes, his true colors will be revealed. Even Hojo Kyosuke must bow his head when facing me."

Ishida Hidenori learned a little bit of the winner's smile, but he didn't learn the winner's calmness. After glancing at Hojo Kyosuke proudly, he turned his head and started talking proudly to the people around him.

"That's right, not to mention the Motoya Grand Prize, if Ishida-san didn't write a mystery novel, he would have won the Edogawa Ranpo Award a long time ago." A person next to him boasted.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

The reporters squatting on the ground in the front row couldn't help turning their heads when they heard this piercing smile, wanting to see who could even look down on Hojo Kyosuke.

Doesn't he know that the Motoya Grand Prize has been confirmed to be Hojo Kyosuke?
Obviously, these few reporters were not the only ones holding such doubts.

But Kyosuke Hojo is different, he has already entered the mode of watching a movie.

Ishida Hidenori, who offended someone, was well arranged for a serial drama.

First, I found an official member of the Motoya Grand Prize Executive Committee to tell him the gossip that he would win the award, and then when Hojo Kyosuke was invited to confirm the choice of the sub-reward yesterday, he also invited actors to arrange the play .Even today, someone has explained to him the details of accepting the award on stage.

"Absolutely."

Although I don't know who arranged such an appearance, Hojo Kyosuke just wants to return to him the words that Hidenori Ishida said before, "I really look forward to his expression when he stands on the podium."

"Yeah, if the prankster is me, then I'm afraid I have to apologize to the people who take the subway tomorrow." Wancheng Yaji said.

"No, no, no, social animals who have to work overtime on Sunday, maybe they will thank you for giving them a reason to be late. It's a good thing, and they died well, Wancheng-san!" Misakime said with a wicked smile.

"makes sense."

Wancheng Yaji replied with a smile, then turned to look at Aisaka Gang who was walking:
"Feng Bansang, how late you are!"

"I don't want some people to have a beautiful girl to help them wear corsages. Isn't it natural that they come late?" Said Aisaka angrily, and then sat down on Hojo Kyosuke's left.

"Tell me about the beautiful girl." Misaki said sternly.

"Oh? It seems that you are far away in Kyoto. Haven't you heard of the new legend of Tokyo's literary world?" Said Aisaka mysteriously.

"den se tsu?"

When they heard the word "Legend" which is the favorite of Neon people, Misaki Muxue and Wancheng Yaji couldn't sit still and said in unison.

""Heisei Merry"!"

Feng Saka spit out these four words one by one, as if he was telling a story.

"This is Hojo Kyosuke's title in Tokyo."

"Merry?"

"That's right, please look over there, both of you." Feng Saka just pointed at it casually, and didn't elaborate on what he was looking at. He believed that no matter who saw it, he would immediately understand what he was talking about.

Misaki Megaku and the two turned their heads. Even in the dim light, they could still see the four beautiful girls at the left back of the clubhouse that were brighter than the fireflies in the darkness.

"Merry!?" The two turned their heads to look at Hojo Kyosuke, wanting to find an answer.

Someone doesn't speak, but just shows a reserved smile, which is called silence speaks louder.

"Misaki-san, have you ever heard of anyone who participated in the awards ceremony paying for the cheerleaders?" Wancheng Yaji asked with a surprised expression.

"No, if someone really did this, they should compete with Wancheng-san to jump the railway track tomorrow." Misaki Megaku was also very surprised.

"Do you think it's over?"

Seeing the two people trying to deceive themselves, Aisaka just sneered.

"and also!?"

Misaki Megaku applauded:

"It's really strong, it's worthy of being a legend!"

When Misaki, who was sitting in the row behind them, heard Ishida Hidenori's topic, he had a hesitant expression on his face again.

　Well, I will continue to write, and I will not sleep until I finish writing.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)