Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

It was like being called by the teacher's full name while sleeping in class. Hearing Hojo Kyosuke's words, Ishida Hidenori sat upright from his limp state with a quick start.

Mung bean's big eyes suddenly opened wide and stared at Hojo Kyosuke on the stage.

Could it be! Could it be this guy did it! ?

Thinking about this, thinking about the heroic words I said to my relatives and friends before the award ceremony, thinking about the fact that I used the award-winning thing to make the shrew at home shut up for a few days, thinking about the acceptance speeches I gave in various interviews before. .

Thinking of the situation he would face after the award ceremony, Hidenori Ishida put his hands on the chair and stood up, yelling at the despicable person on the stage.

Yes, I scolded you in the newspaper, saying that you don’t know the bounds of heaven and earth, so just go back to drawing comics and fool the children, and don’t embarrass yourself in the literary world, but you can’t do that!

perish together! Both jade and stone will be destroyed!

There was only one thought in Ishida Hidenori's mind, and he struggled to stand up with his feet strong. But on the left and right, two people who had been flattering him in every possible way and saying that it was only natural that he won the award were now holding his arms tightly.

Just when he opened his mouth to shout, he was blocked for a moment.

"Ishida-san, I know you are very excited about Hojo-san winning the award. Please bear with me for a moment. A good person like him should give you an autograph later." A man whispered with a smile.

"Yes, yes, Hojo-san will definitely be very happy to see you so excited about his success." The other two generals of Hengha also said with a smile. He covered Ishida Hidenori's mouth and used a stack of Black thick cloth.

"Uh huh huh..."

Who would be happy for that guy's success? Damn it, you bastard boy, do you know that I am your senior! You dare to frame me like this. I won't spare you. If I can't recover, you will die with me!

As soon as he thinks that tomorrow, no, in newspapers and magazines in the afternoon, there will be news that Hojo Kyousuke won the award, and that he will appear on the side page as a standard villain, Ishida Hidenori feels an unknown fire burning in his liver. It burned my lungs to the point of bleeding.

No, never, that's my prize!

Ishida Hidenori struggled violently. He was a middle-aged man after all. Even though he was restrained by two people, he still made a lot of noise in his seat.

"Sir, this is an important moment for Brother Hojo. Could you please be quiet?"

A cold voice like a poisonous snake sounded in Ishida Hidenori's ears, and at the same time, he felt something cool on his lower back that broke through the barrier of clothing and touched his skin.

knife! It's a knife!

Ishida Hidenori froze, not daring to move at all.

Hojo Kyosuke, you xxxx! Big prize in this house, you xxxx! It's security check! Security check, what do you do xxxx? Meiji Memorial Hall, if you don’t know how to do it, don’t open it!

Cursing in his heart, this man was surrounded by three men on the left, right and behind like a mouse. He shrank and his breathing became much lighter.

Hojo Kyosuke, if you have such means and subordinates, you should have told me earlier.

No, if you have this ability, why are you writing a book? Wouldn't it be better to just go grab the money?

This stupid, old-fashioned man, at this moment, couldn't turn his head around.

But maybe he never dreamed of having sales as high as Hojo Kyousuke's, and he didn't know that copying documents would be much faster than robbing money.

Dreaming is also a skill. Not everyone can get everything they want in their dreams.

Seeing the doubtful glances of the two colleagues in front of him, Kisaki gave a friendly smile. Although he is not in the organization, but he has completed the task so well, he can still come over and train him in the future.

As for the knife, what kind of knife? It's just a piece of the chair that fell off. The Meiji Memorial Museum must apologize to Ishida-san after this.

The cold and poisonous snake is naturally Tetsuta Kisaki. In front of Hojo Kyosuke, he is the most reliable and loyal subordinate. In front of outsiders, he is a poisonous snake who can scare others into giving up their seats with just a smile.

Throwing the iron piece and handkerchief on the ground, he raised his head and looked at the ceremony stage.

Of course Hojo Kyosuke noticed everything that happened in the audience, but his expression did not change at all, and he still had a hearty and sincere smile.

"Now, I stand here, holding flowers in my arms, on the podium of the Grand Prize. I don't want to prove anything to those who are unfriendly. I just want to tell you that this world is neither kind nor beautiful. But it is true. Because of this, those beautiful things are worth pursuing.

Therefore, I will look for another possibility in the novel.

I hope that all of you can encounter beautiful love, that you can bravely face the setbacks of life, and that you can face your own hearts honestly. "

As he spoke, his eyes looked at Sakura Yamauchi, Mitsuha Miyamizu, and... the person he loved.

Under the white spotlight, his high-end suit with precious metals shining like his eyes. Just looking into those eyes, people seem to get some kind of power from them.

The reporter from "Weekly Bunshun" was taking pictures frantically, not the whole body. He focused on Hojo Kyosuke's upper body.

That man's face may not be the most perfect. His jawline is too cold and sharp, his chin is a bit pointed, his eyes are too gentle when he smiles, and his forehead...

But when these elements are put together, the result is a face that even the best sculptor cannot create. Manliness, gentleness, tolerance...all the words of praise you can imagine can be applied to him.

Of course, the words he was speaking were also completely worthy of the face given to him by his parents.

Reporter Hirota Yoshitoki thought so. For a moment, he felt that it would be a waste to put such an acceptance speech here. Even if it's not a Nobel Prize, it should be an award from the Minister of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology.

However, this saves the people in the editorial department a lot of work. They don't have to write comments. They can just copy Hojo-san's speech exactly.

Scanned by those eyes, Mitsuha was filled with pride and couldn't help but turn her head to look at Yamauchi Sakura on the left. She expected to see thinking or any other strange expression on the other person's face.

But no, that guy had a cheerful smile on his face, as happy as if Kyousuke on the stage was proposing to her in public.

The girl sighed helplessly. Really, is this guy too strong in heart or too heartless?

Yamauchi Sakura didn't know what others were thinking. If the scene hadn't allowed it, she would have wanted to hold Glass and Mitsuha's hands and start swaying and cheering for Kyosuke.

"Although the spring breeze stuffed the story into my head, I still encountered many difficulties in the writing process. My teacher on the writing journey, Miss Kasumi Shiko, she has always been with me and let me know that the difficulties are actually not So big. What makes it look big is a timid heart, a fear of the unknown."

Suddenly hearing his pen name, Kasumigaoka Shiyu's magnificent red eyes suddenly widened, and her little mouth opened cutely. She couldn't help but raise her hand to cover the excitement that could not be hidden at all.

Seeing the surprised and happy look of the little girl next to her, Hojo Mikiko smiled slightly and handed over the trophy in her hand.

"Shiyu, the trophy for you and Kyousuke." Her voice was as clear as three years ago.

Hearing this, Kasumigaoka was stunned for a moment, then quickly bowed fifteen degrees, then took over his hands and held them tightly in front of his chest. Let those pair of breasts, which Hojo Kyosuke calls the most perfect, warm his trophy.

The soft, high bulge on the chest of the black dress, the trophy made of crystal, had such a strong visual impact that even Yukino Momika next to her couldn't help but stare at it.

When she heard the same words, Eirili couldn't help but curl her lips. Seeing Kasumigaoka's excitement that completely lost her calmness, she couldn't help but want to taunt him. But as soon as I opened my mouth, I thought of how I cried out of frustration when I saw the "EGOIST·LILY" at the beginning of "One Punch Man".

What, Kasumigaoka Shiyu is a woman who is not honest. She is obviously very excited and happy, so why don’t she cry? If she cries, I will hand her the paper. After all, I am so kind.

Wait, if I handed her the paper directly, this witch would probably cry out of frustration! Just like when you're not hungry, as long as you hold chopsticks in your hand, you can't help but want to pick up something to eat. This woman wanted to cry, but she couldn't help it when she saw the paper!

After careful calculation, Eiri took out the tissue paper in her pocket and handed it to Kasumigaoka Shiyu.

Feeling the movement on her arm, Kasumigaoka turned her head, first glanced blankly at the white tissue, and then looked at Eiri's unabashedly malicious face.

"Sorry, I didn't think carefully. Children's nerves are not fully developed, so they don't have the ability to hold their urine. Wait for a while, and I will find someone to take you to the bathroom right away."

A gentle smile appeared on the girl's beautiful face. Considering that Kyousuke's mother was right next to her, I would just let this idiot go a little bit today.

"Um?"

Yinglili blinked, then blinked again, but for a moment she didn't understand. after all……

"Who is a kid! You guy, you should have a good attitude and cry honestly! You must be extremely moved when you hear Kyosuke say that!"

If Yukinoshita Yukino were here, I would definitely add in my heart that the above are all inferences based on my own experience.

But she is Yinglili. Even if she wants to cry, she will only cry when the wind blows. Instead of letting the wind cover up her crying, she lets the non-existent sand bear all her emotions for her.

"Allah……"

After this interruption, Kasumigaoka Shiu found that her agitated mood had inexplicably subsided a bit. This discovery made her furious as she had planned to continue listening to Kyousuke's speech in that mood. After the iconic mantra was spoken, it goes without saying that even Yukino knew that Eirili was about to face a violent attack.

If nothing else goes wrong, Eiri will not even be able to listen to Hojo-kun's speech.

Fortunately, the unexpected happened.

"Hehehe~~ They are all cute girls." Hojo Mikiko smiled and put her daughter into Eiriri's arms. After confirming that the other party was safe, she held Kasumigaoka's shoulders with both hands. .

"Listen carefully to Kyosuke."

"Yes!" X2

Kasumigaoka Shiu's shoulders shook, and Sawamura Spencer and Eiri, who were as stiff as if they were holding bombs, agreed in unison.

cute?

Hearing his wife's words, Hojo Ichiro couldn't help but click his tongue. Then I decided that I would never stay at my son's house today. This human comedy may only be appreciated by my wife.

At the same time, he had a deeper understanding of his neighbor Yagi Kazumasa's words of "Run!"

He didn't know how his son could keep up with so many...

I glanced to the left and right, but there were four of them here, not counting Sakura and the others.

It was so scary. If he hadn't thought that he would leave Tokyo without staying even one night, his wife would definitely kill him. This old father really wanted to rush back to Hokkaido overnight.

I have to protect the last piece of pure land for that brat, otherwise he won't have anywhere to run.

The close-fitting black fabric perfectly outlined the delicate and smooth lines of the girl's shoulders. Feeling Kyosuke's mother's hands on her shoulders, Kasumigaoka couldn't help but start thinking wildly.

Will Aunt Mijiko think I'm too fat? Do you think I'm too thin? Will...

Fortunately, Hojo Kyousuke spoke again on the stage, attracting her attention. In just a moment, the girl's chaotic mind was unified, and only the man standing in the spotlight remained in her eyes.

"What is the meaning of life? This is an unanswerable question.

Some people say it depends on what he left for the world, some people say it depends on how others will judge him standing in front of his grave, and some people say it depends on how long he will stay in the heart of his lover...

Just as life is always faced with many choices, any fork in the road will extend to a vast world. I don’t always know which way to go, and I always feel hesitant when I stand at a crossroads.

I know that some roads are very difficult and there may be thorns ahead. I also know that some roads are very easy, leading straight to castles filled with gold...

I am not afraid that the lava on the ground will burn my feet, because if the person I love is by my side, even if I step on thorns, I will not hesitate in my steps.

Yes, this is my answer to life.

There are seven billion people in the world, and their combined breath can even turn into a tornado. The world is crowded and vast, but we don’t need to know so many people, we only need to know the people I love and who love me.

Thanks to their company for allowing me to write this book, thank you! "

Hojo Kyousuke did not choose to read the acceptance speech written by Shiba-senpai for him. He was lazy, but not lazy to that extent. That speech can actually be seen as Shiyu's summary of their experience, and he treasures it.

"However, just like cherry blossoms will wither and be taken away by the wind. When I hold this trophy, it means that this honor has become a thing of the past. I hope that myself and the readers can be like the characters in the work , with a calm and determined attitude, taking firm and steady steps, slowly moving towards the future that everyone expects.

Thank you to everyone who has been touched by my book. Thank you for your support. Thank you to everyone who voted for me. It is you who have supported me till now.

Thank you again for awarding me the 2015 Honya Grand Prize, thank you all. "

Hojo Kyosuke took a step back and bowed while saying one last thank you.

These are all words from his heart, just like thanking the cook before eating, he will also sincerely thank his readers when spending royalties. Of course, I am also grateful to the girls who accompanied me.

If he hadn't bought more big houses in order to buy a big house that everyone could live in, he wouldn't have been so motivated to create.

As the warm applause rang out, Amamiya Miki’s excited voice also rang out:

"Let us congratulate Hojo Kyosuke-san again and thank you for coming today!"

The applause became more and more enthusiastic with her passionate words. In the audience, Kasumigaoka was slowly stroking the trophy with both hands, but suddenly his hands were raised by the people behind him.

"Be excited when you are happy!" Hojo Mikiko said, holding Kasumigaoka Shiu's hand holding the trophy with one hand, and holding Yukino Momori's hand with the other hand, and began to sway.

"And you, Miki-chan."

"Yes!" X3

That's right, just cry for me!

Eiriri looked at Kashiko with her hands raised in her arms, and thinking about Kasumigaoka Shiu's words just now, she felt a little scared for a moment. But there was still an excited expression on his face, and he opened his mouth and cheered to celebrate Hojo Kyosuke.

Looking at the high-spirited Hojo Kyosuke on the stage, Maki Kyosuke couldn't help but admire his own vision again. He had fallen in love with Hojo Kyosuke at first sight and handed the rampaging angel into his hands.

Looking at it now, Bunkyo Ward has the best public security environment in Tokyo. Those who retired in the organization have good jobs, those who have not retired are studying hard, and their energy, which has nowhere to vent, is used in club activities.

That’s great, as expected of me! A motorcycle gave me such a good second generation motorcycle!

Wearing a black suit and as strong as a bear, this generation looked happily at Hojo Kyosuke, who seemed to be glowing all over the stage, and was filled with emotions.

"Hey, Ryuuji, if I post a photo of me and my boss on Instagram today, my account will definitely be filled up!" Onizuka Eikichi said with excitement, as if he had already thought of wonderful things in his excitement. future.

"You guy, have you forgotten that you have found a girlfriend?" Danma Ryuuji gave his best friend a shudder in the head in an attempt to clear his mind.

"Oh, I almost forgot. I'll ask the boss for some souvenirs later and bring them back to Xiangzi." Onizuka Eikichi slapped his forehead suddenly, and then he remembered that he was no longer the single guy in high school.

"Huh? But, Brother Maki, you don't have a girlfriend, you can post it, it's very useful! In the past, I just had to post something related to the boss, and a large group of beauties would immediately come to talk to me."

"Asshole, do you think I need to do that?" Kyousuke Maki also gave Onitsuka a merciless blow.

Ah~ I really miss the familiar feel.

but……

Although he said that, seeing so many beautiful girls around his second generation, Maki Kyousuke, who was also single, felt a little embarrassed for a while.

Even Onitsuka...

"That's right, Maki-san doesn't need it at all!" Danma Ryuuji immediately followed and gave Onizuka his head.

"However, I still envy my boss. He has so many girlfriends, the quality is so good, and he's super rich!"

Onizuka touched the high-end suits on his body. They were all paid for by Kasumi Shiko, saying they were souvenirs for Hojo Kyosuke. Thanks to them for coming to celebrate his award.

It's amazing that I have already received a return gift before sending a congratulatory gift.

"Nonsense, that's Hojo Sangsang!" Danma said with reverence. They were able to find a girlfriend all thanks to the boss's guidance.

"Too."

Standing next to them were several people from the next generation of the Rampage Angel, namely Hata Goro, Mihashi Ryoma and Kuroda Kaito.

After hearing the words of the seniors behind him, Hatagoro also showed an expression of admiration on his face. Seeing his expression, the Kuroda Kai people on the side immediately put on a mask of pain.

Mihashi Ryoma looked at the "index finger" on the left and the "ring finger" on the right. As the "middle finger", he said he really didn't know what the good brothers were thinking.

The reason why these guys have free time to chat here is because Hojo Kyosuke on the stage has entered photo-taking mode again. I used to take photos alone, but now I take super group photos.

There were more than a dozen people from the Honya Grand Prize Executive Committee, all holding a copy of his book in their hands. Some clerks quickly picked up the huge golden pop-up book at the back with recommendations written on it. She told him with excitement that it was written by them.

With a smile, he agreed to his request for autographs and to take a photo alone. A group of people stood in front of his golden pop-up book. Two staff members carried a standing sign that looked like a traffic sign with the words "2015 Honya Grand Prize" written on it. , placed in front of everyone.

These people really love taking pictures.

Hojo Kyosuke, who was smiling all over his face, thought this way, but then he thought that he and his family should also shoot a set like this later.

The reporter from "Weekly Bunshun" below seems to have very good photography skills in my memory. Let's ask him to help take some pictures later.

Not only were they taking photos, but there were also people directing the booth, asking everyone to adjust their expressions and so on.

If he hadn't been surrounded by all his ardent fans, Hojo Kyosuke would have wanted to hire Onitsuka as the cameraman. Looking at his fierce face, everyone would have laughed in unison.

Suddenly, his muscles tensed. Because, the right arm was suddenly sandwiched between two soft masses.

He didn't dare to raise his head immediately, but looked to the right as if he was hiding his ears.

Amamiya Miki, who was smiling like a flower, was standing sideways beside him.

It was enough to catch Teacher Hojo's gaze, and the smile on the face of the emcee became even brighter.

Responding with the same bright smile, Hojo Kyousuke stiffly raised his head and looked at the lower left corner of the auditorium.

There, Mitsuha Miyamizu's smile was equally bright, even a little brighter than his.

Hojo Kyosuke, who occasionally had a tenth level of micro-expression, understood what the girl wanted to express - "Go home and explain it properly."

Thanks to Brother Gehui for another 10,000 yuan reward. I will pay more as usual. I would also like to thank other big guys for their monthly votes and recommendation votes, thank you!

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