Are You Born Again?

......From then till now.

squeak...

Slip.

The two kept drinking, and ate the dried fish, senbei, octopus feet, peanuts and other drinks she brought out. Hikigu's face was flushed, and he became drunk unconsciously.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was also drunk, panting heavily, with cold sweat on her forehead, she turned on the air conditioner, and when she looked back, Hikigu was lying on the ground and fell asleep.

So, she leaned against Hichigu's side, kissed his forehead and lips, stretched out her hand to touch his crotch, then retracted her hand, and fell asleep together on the side.Thinking of the cicada in midsummer, the bright moon, and the princess living on it named Hui Ye, all these stream-of-consciousness things filled my mind.

Holding his arm, she buried her head in her chest and armpit, a sense of satisfaction swam all over her body, and soon she fell asleep too.

....

....

"Well……"

Bi Qigu opened his eyes, his head hurt like hell, his consciousness was still fuzzy, and he drank too much last night.

Drinking seems to be out of control recently, he sat up and saw Kasumigaoka Shiwa wearing an apron, cooking miso soup aside.

The smell of the food made Hikigu feel nauseous. He ran to the toilet and vomited. After washing his face with cold water, he felt much better. When he saw the time, his whole body shivered.

Signing session.

As a writer, Hikiya does not allow himself to be ashamed in this kind of activity. Human beings need dignity to live.

Especially writers.

He turned on the shower in the bathroom, took off his clothes and began to take a shower. It was clearly the house of Xia Zhiqiu Shi Yu, but compared to Qi Gu, it was a very familiar place.

After taking a shower, there are only two bowls of miso soup on the table.

"I see that after you drink, you will definitely be hungover the next day, so you don't get anything to eat, so you don't have to run to the toilet to vomit later."

"I've already vomited..." Hikigu pulled a chair and sat down.

"What I mean is: lest you wait to sign someone's autograph and spit all over someone else's body, use cologne to cover up the smell of alcohol on your body, even if you take a shower, there will still be some on your body."

Hikigu nodded hastily, took a sip of miso soup.

While the hot soup washes away the tiredness, because of this bowl of Kasumigaoka Shiwa's soup, Hikigu feels a particularly indescribable taste, which spreads in his heart...

Chapter 138 I want to make you pregnant...

Human beings need dignity to live, and it is the same for everyone.After Hikigu left, Kasumigaoka Shiyu couldn't help but ran to the toilet——ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

I don't want to make a fool of myself in front of this man, so I just endured it until now.

What a mistake, I drank too much last night, I wanted to take advantage of the alcohol to get things done, as long as this kind of thing happens for the first time, the second time is much easier, the third time and the fourth time... After getting used to it It is as simple as eating and drinking water.

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……

It was already 10:30 when Hikigaya arrived at the Kadokawa Bunko. Shirakawa Kyo waited for him to arrive and set off to catch the signing event near Akihabara at noon.

Many fans complained, how to set the location there, Roppongi and Hachioji are more suitable for this book, and Akihabara is a gathering place for otaku in most people's minds.

"We will go even if it is more remote. We like the teacher's works, and there is a taste of love in it." Bai Chuanjing read the letters on the Internet: "There is a father's love for his daughter, there is a soldier's love for the country, there is a small Love, and great love."

"Stop reading, I want to vomit..." Bi Qigu's face turned blue, and he covered his mouth and murmured.

"Old, teacher... this is the fans' wishes, no matter how you say it..."

"I'm not saying that readers are disgusting, it's just that I drank too much last night, do you understand the hangover?"

"Okay, okay..."

"Sorry, I spoke so harshly to you." Bi Qigu rubbed the center of his brows, trying to make himself more comfortable, but something was wrong with him recently, like a broken music box, he seemed to be having hot fights with several girls, but actually Not so.

——He felt like a broken precision clock, like Big Ben, with hundreds of millions of gears in the tall building-like body, and the smallest one was only a few nanometers in diameter, but he didn't know which one was broken .

"It's okay, teacher, please come on and sign!"

"I see."

After Hikigu finished speaking, he closed his eyes, his whole body was terribly disgusted, but even so, he had to go, and it was his only responsibility to sit in that chair until the last moment.

After that, you can rest in peace.

Carry on, carry on, carry on, I'll be an author to the end of my life.

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……

After more than an hour, the car arrived in Akihabara. In the parking lot, he poured a bottle of 500cc barley tea into his stomach. Hikiya still felt sick. He and Shirakawa Kyo walked for a long time before arriving at the venue, and there was already a sea of ​​people outside.

It was the first time he appeared in public, and Hikigu was frightened. Before his rebirth, he often held signings, but never had so many people.

The crowd was bustling from the entrance of the venue to the opposite side of the street, and the policemen couldn't ignore it. They came to preside over the order. Until now, he really didn't know what was going on with the book "Assassination of the Emperor". Could it be that something in the blood of the Japanese was awakened? ?

There are people at the door, people on the street, people across the street, and a lot of people in the coffee shop.

Thousands of people crowded a street in Akihabara.Others will join the team in the middle.

"This is too exaggerated, I have to sign at least when the sun goes down!" Bi Qigu was a little crazy: "Why didn't anyone notify me in advance? I'm signing a book, not selling a book."

"You're joking, teacher, we didn't know how there were so many people in advance."

"Where's Arakawa?" Hikigaya covered his mouth, his face turning pale.

"The editor-in-chief is inside..."

Hikigaya entered the venue through the back door, and suddenly found Arakawa holding a mobile phone, sweating profusely on the phone.

"Where's the person in charge of Qingbai Bookstore? It's you? Hurry up and order the books for us, I'll let the people from the logistics company drive there! What?! Sold out?!"

"You're sold out too? Oh my god..."

Arakawa hung up the phone, and Hikigaya walked up directly.

"How to do?"

"Let's do it as you sign, we can't wait any longer." Bi Qigu sat on a chair, with a wooden table in front of him, and a mountain of books piled up not far away from assassinated emperors.

The door is opened, and people maintain the most basic posture. They come up with three actions, first take the book, sign the sign, shake hands and say a word after signing, and then the next one.

Bai Chuanjing's face turned red, and Bi Qigu's handwriting was a little amazing. The skillful signing process made her point out. Where did the teacher learn these things? !She was shocked.

After about an hour, cold sweat broke out on Bi Qigu's forehead, and his face was a little pale. Everyone had to say a word, sign one copy in 20 seconds, three copies in one minute, and only 1 copies in an hour.

Talking while shaking hands, two hours passed like that, doing this kind of work after a hangover, and he felt his stomach churn.

There are all kinds of people, including high school students and college students in Tokyo, office workers on vacation, and some who come here to help friends buy books. The owner of a shop, the most exaggerated one is an old man in his 70s. Buy first.

There were good attitudes and bad attitudes. At one o’clock, Biqigu sold the book to a politician. His secretary came to buy it and chattered on for 2 minutes, but Biqigu didn’t hear the details clearly.

In the back, Arakawa and Shirakawa Kyoto couldn't stand it anymore. Arakawa imitated Hikigaya's handwriting, signed it for him in the back, and sent it over after signing.

As dusk gradually approached, Hikigaya was supported by Bai Chuanjing's shoulders and entered the backstage preparation room. There were still many people in front who hadn't bought books.

Arakawa took the staff to explain, the sound of arguing came from a distance, Hikigaya was covered in sweat, but he was the one who drank last night, and he didn't want to complain at all.

But even if he didn't drink, he has spoken thousands of words at the check-in, which is equivalent to reading hundreds of thousands of words aloud. Bi Qigu's voice is already hoarse.

"Why are you working so hard..." Bai Chuanjing took a wet towel and wiped the sweat off Hikigu's forehead, and said so involuntarily.

"Everyone has something to insist on. There is a fool who is always obsessed with winning the battle. No matter what despicable means he uses, he will defeat the opponent. Oh... I'm talking about Miyamoto Musashi."

Hikigu stood up, stretched his waist, opened the door of the lounge, stared outside, and more than ten minutes had passed, and most of the people who participated in the signing meeting had left, so he went out and sat in a daze. At the desk all day.

After a long day of exhaustion, I rested for more than ten minutes, but my spirits improved...

"Teacher, do you still sign?"

Someone spoke up suddenly, Bi Qigu raised his head, and was stunned for a moment.

The man was wearing a uniform with the nameplate of the logistics company on it, but his face was more impressive than Qigu.

"It's you……?!"

After seeing Bi Qigu's face clearly, the other party was also taken aback.

"Mr. Ishinagawa, do you want my autograph?" He laughed, unexpectedly meeting Shizuka Hiratsuka's childhood sweetheart here.

Ishi Nagawa should be the president of a club, why would he dress like this?

"Haha... I made you laugh. You deserve to be able to say those words." Ishi Nagawa said with a smile.

"Then what's wrong with you? Wearing the clothes of the logistics club, where is your club?"

"Closed..." Ishi Nagawa lowered his head, touched the back of his neck and sighed: "As you said, if you stick to it, you can only continue to lose money. I have been paying for it myself. There was no hope of survival from the start.”

"Oh?"

"If you hadn't reminded me, I would have kept blaming myself and persisted, and in the end I could only be smashed to pieces."

Recalling the previous events, Ishi Nagawa could only sigh.

It was the evening of the day before yesterday. He was sitting at the table staring at a family photo. There were more than 20 people in it, all of whom were employees of the club. Everyone laughed and gathered together. '.

——If this continues, you will be the one who pushes them into the abyss.

Ishi Nagawa has the habit of reading when he is upset, flipping through Assassination of the Emperor, from his father's love for his children, he saw the relationship between himself and the club, and finally... bang.

The whole book is finished after a gunshot, and the last question echoes in my heart: will you point the gun at my head and the face of this country, or will you point it at yourself and become a white dove leading peace?

In the end, Hayato Ishinagawa became a pigeon and flew into the sky.

"The company filed for bankruptcy, and I put all the things that can be converted into it, including my villa, other properties, and cars." He said to Biqigu: "Now I still owe tens of millions of yen to the bank. I will try my best to repay the debt in the next three years."

"I wish you a speedy settlement of your debts."

"Haha, it's so simple. Now it's not as good as before. My parents almost don't recognize me as a son. They gave me most of their savings and saved me from the bank's judicial charges against me. Hey... If I knew this earlier, why did I..."

Hikiya signed the book of Hayato Ishinagawa, and he was about to leave. This man did have some twists and turns.

Ishi Nagawa walked halfway, and suddenly turned around, Hikigu looked at him with a teacup, with a smile on his face.

Swish!