Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Masako Tsuruta walked to the front of the hall, to the row of tables closest to the award podium. He was about to look around and sit down domineeringly, but his eyes suddenly stopped in one direction. Just as the others were about to ask what was wrong, they saw the old man with triangular eyebrows taking a few steps forward.

"Teacher Morimura!"

The little old man took a few steps forward and came to the table closest to the middle. He half-bent down and bowed. His voice was full of respect and enthusiasm:

"Teacher Morimura, I didn't expect you to attend. Really, if I had known earlier, I would have come with you."

People like Nishizawao and others who followed Tsuruta Shojo, after seeing clearly who he was bowing to, also bent down at 90 degrees and respectfully shouted "Morimura-sensei".

Who is Mr. Morimura?

A man in a gray suit, an older man, with graying hair on the sideburns, very sloppy eyebrows at the end, and a somewhat thin figure.

At first glance, he seems to be a rigid and strict person, but as soon as you hear him speak, you can feel that he is an easy to get along with.

Even though the original conversation was interrupted, he didn't feel unhappy at all. Instead, he apologized with his eyes to the people at the same table, then stood up and responded to Masaho Tsuruta's greetings.

"It's Mr. Tsuruta. It's been such a long time."

Teacher Morimura sat down, his voice matched his appearance, he was meticulous, but he still had the kindness of an elder.

At this time, someone next to him moved his buttocks to make way for Masako Tsuruta. The latter sat down unceremoniously and waved his hand casually to dismiss the followers.

Among the crowd, only Nishizawa bent down and said goodbye to Teacher Morimura, saying that he was very happy to see him, and received a response.

After returning to his seat, Shenmu Guang expressed the question in his heart:

"Teacher Nishizawa, who is that Mr. Morimura? Why does Tsuruta-san respect him so much?"

"Hmph, you'd better not let others hear what you said. The people who came to participate in the Neon Mystery Writers Association Awards don't even know about Morimura Seiichi. It's a big joke."

Nishizawa snorted coldly, but his eyes remained on the table. It could be seen that he also wanted to chat with Mr. Morimura like Masako Tsuruta, but he just knew that his status was not up to standard and he couldn't get in, so he left angrily.

Hearing this, Shenmuguang showed a ashamed expression and said that he was a useless actor just because he didn't study well.

In fact, even if he didn't know who Seiichi Morimura was, he could still open his phone and use Google, but he knew what kind of person Nishizawa was who showed off his good face, so he deliberately showed his ignorance to make the other party happy.

"That's Teacher Seiichi Morimura. In the world of neon reasoning, there is only one literary giant who can rival Matsumoto Seicho."

Matsumoto Motohiro opened his mouth with an aria:

"Some people also call him the "conscience of the neon writer"

"Wow--"

Hikaru Kamiki immediately let out an exclamation that was very suitable for someone who has never read the book, and then observed Nishizawao's dissatisfaction with Matsumoto Motohiro.

"Hmph, is it necessary to talk about something that everyone knows? If you want to introduce a writer, of course you have to talk about his masterpiece."

Nishizawa snorted again, which attracted the surrounding followers to agree. Matsumoto Motohiro asked for trouble and closed his mouth angrily.

"Mr. Morimura established his supreme position in the neon reasoning world with his trilogy of proofs consisting of "Proof of Humanity", "Proof of Wildness" and "Proof of Youth". Although he wrote another story that I can't understand. This book, but if there is another person besides Edogawa Ranpo-sensei and Matsumoto Seicho-sensei who can represent neon mystery novels, then I will definitely name Seiichi Morimura’s name without hesitation.”

Kamiki Hikaru could tell that Nishizawa wanted to become the junior of Mr. Morimura Seiichi more than being the follower of Masako Tsuruta. He acted as if he suddenly remembered something and said doubtfully:

"Teacher Nishizawa, is the incomprehensible book you are talking about "The Devil's Feast"? The book that exposed the evil deeds of Unit 731..."

"Don't mention that name!"

Nishizawa interrupted displeasedly:

"Don't let Mr. Tsuruta hear it, he doesn't like that book very much!"

So, even if you hate Morimura-sensei’s works, it won’t affect your master and apprentice’s pursuit of Morimura-sensei, right?

There was teasing and amusement in Shenmuguang's eyes, so he closed his mouth, took out his mobile phone, and learned more about the information about his character, Seiichi Morimura. He is not lying, he is indeed an ignorant man. He uses all his energy to do things that are beneficial to him, and never pays too much attention to irrelevant things, but now... If he can use Masaho Tsuruta's ship as a step to jump to the even larger Morimura Makoto One, he will certainly Happier.

Enter Morimura Seiichi in the search box, and countless information emerges instantly.

Morimura Seiichi, together with Takagi Toshimitsu, Edogawa Ranpo, Sano Hiroshi, and Yokomori Masashi, are known as the five tiger generals in Japanese mystery literature. At first glance, a name like "Five Tiger Generals" sounds very vague, not as good as a devil, a god or something like that. But if you open the Five Tiger Generals and unfold Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun, Ma Chao, and Huang Zhong inside, you can understand the weight of the term "Five Tiger Generals".

If Edogawa Ranpo and Matsuno Seicho are the founding fathers of the neon mystery novels from third-rate works to first-rate literature, then Morimura Seiichi inherited their will and carried the banner of mystery novels throughout the era. The person who carries the cauldron.

He has many works, three "Proofs" overwhelm the writers of his time, and one "Devil's Satiety" shows the world what it means to be a writer's integrity and responsibility. The so-called national teacher, no one is more qualified to wear this title than him.

A great master of mystery novels and a literary master of his generation.

He is the person Nishizawa dreams of becoming, and he is also the person behind him, Masako Tsuruta, who must also look up to him.

After reading the information, Shenmu Guang still narrowed his eyes and smiled, but in his heart he began to wonder how to get in touch with the master.

If the other party was thinking of Tsuruta Masajo's mean and arrogant character, then he had no confidence and could only pray that there would be a God-given opportunity like dealing with Hojo Kyosuke, so that he could come together by chance. But that teacher Seiichi Morimura is different. Just from the contact just now, you can tell that he is an easy person to get along with. Masajo Tsuruta dismissed him with a wave of his hand, but Teacher Morimura looked at him seriously and said goodbye. I have also seen a lot of information on the Internet saying that this teacher likes to support younger generations. He is quite selfless and fully deserves the title of "Neon Writer's Conscience."

"...Has Mr. Tsuruta been preparing any new works recently?"

At the table over there, Morimura Seiichi asked gently.

Hearing this, Masaho Tsuruta immediately puffed up his chest:

"To be honest, I have just finished a novel, and I will prepare it for sale after finishing this work."

Just step on the Hojo kid and let the Neon people see what a real writer is! Take away all his popularity!

Hearing this, Morimura Seiichi's thin, saggy cheeks suddenly showed a somewhat complicated expression. He picked up the cup, took a sip of tea, and whispered:

"Although human beings can increase their wisdom over time, due to the limitations of the human body, the decline of brain activity and creativity is inevitable, Mr. Tsuruta..."

Speaking of this, Morimura Makoto was a little hesitant. With the action of drinking water, he glanced to the right side of the hall without leaving any trace. He saw the handsome Hojo Kyosuke and also saw the bright and lively eyes of the other party.

After sighing, he decided to finish his sentence:

"Decreased creative power is an unavoidable fate for every writer. Although I am looking forward to your new work, I still hope that you will consider it carefully and don't be so anxious."

Because of his seat, Tsuruta Masako could clearly see Hojo Kyousuke over there without turning around. The old man glanced over there with disgust, then looked at Morimura Seiichi energetically, and said loudly:

"Hahaha, this is when my desire to create is high. I am not arrogant, but the new work is actually a work that I am very satisfied with. Please look forward to my active work, Mr. Morimura!"

Speaking of this, he seemed to finally see other people who wanted to greet Morimura Seiichi, so he stood up, bowed ninety degrees again, and said respectfully:

"After the award ceremony, if Mr. Morimura is free, could you please write a comment for me?"

Looking at the bent man in front of him and listening to those respectful words, a complicated emotion flashed through Morimura Seiichi's eyes that were a little cloudy due to his age.

well……

"...If you were still so energetic at that time." He forced a smile.

"Okay! Please look forward to my activity!"

When Tsuruta Masajo heard this, he jumped up happily on the spot, turned around with great dignity, and skipped towards his seat.

"Who is that old guy? Is he also from the entertainment industry? How can he steal my lines?"

Hero Kusaka muttered something as he followed Hojo Kyousuke.

After hearing this, Yamauchi Sakura couldn't help but laugh out loud as he recalled his experience on the banks of the Kamogawa River. At that moment, Kyosuke casually gave the little star a perfunctory sentence, and the other party shouted with full energy, "Please look forward to my activity!".

Hojo Kyosuke turned around and winked at Yamauchi Sakura, showing that they really had a good connection.

After arranging the seats for the people around him, Hojo Kyosuke, Aisaka Tsuyoshi, and the Manjo Yasushi began to chat with the fellow writers present.

On the other side, Masako Tsuruta was proudly showing off to the fans around him how close he was to Mr. Morimura Seiichi, and showing off that his new work was about to be recommended by Mr. Morimura. Sitting next to him, Nishizawao smiled reluctantly and dug his nails into Blood oozes from the flesh.

The weirdness of the master and the disciple was not common to outsiders, but they both made a sound of surprise at the same time.

"Why did that kid walk towards Teacher Morimura?" Masako Tsuruta asked in confusion.

"He doesn't think he's qualified to talk to Mr. Morimura, does he? Because Mr. Morimura likes to support his juniors, so he has to push his limits? There is a limit for me to get carried away. No, I have to go over and reprimand him!"

Nishizawao also yelled angrily. Matsumoto Motohiro's eyes lit up when he heard these words, and the scene of Hojo Kyosuke using a sword to cut Nishizawao in half immediately appeared in his mind.

But what disappointed him was that both of them opened their mouths and widened their eyes at the same time. Looking again, it turned out that Hojo Kyosuke over there had successfully sat down next to Morimura Seiichi. From the smiles on their faces, Look, they were having a great time chatting.

"What, how is that possible!" Nishizawa took a breath. Even he was only qualified to greet him. How could Hojo's Ma Lu He De sit next to Teacher Morimura! ?

"...How about it, Mr. Morimura?"

Hojo Kyosuke asked in a low voice with a smile on his face. Next to him, Morimura Seiichi had a complicated expression and said hesitantly:

"I originally thought that he might have just had a temporary deviation in his thinking, and maybe I could persuade him to return to the right path, but..."

"That's what we call a dying ghost that can't be persuaded with good words, Mr. Morimura."

Hojo Kyosuke chuckled, and he said this in Chinese.

The familiar yet unfamiliar Chinese made Morimura Seiichi feel much better instantly. In order to write the book "The Devil's Feast", he lived in a country across the sea for a long time. When he first heard that language, he felt endless guilt and pain in his heart, but now he felt extremely close.

"It's hard to persuade a dying ghost with good words..."

Morimura Seiichi repeated it in a low voice, with a faint smile on his thin face. He is already over 80 years old, and his brain activity is not declining as he said before. This time he imitated it very well.

Yes, this old man who still wants to save Tsuruta Masao has spent a large part of his life as the conscience of a Japanese writer. This is why Tsuruta Masao was so surprised when he saw him. He is still active in the literary world at this age. It can be said that he has dedicated his life to mystery novels.

"Hojo-kun, please do your best. The future of Japan belongs to you young people."

The old man saw that someone seemed to want to find Hojo Kyosuke, so he took the initiative to end the conversation.

"Please look forward to my activeness."

Hojo Kyosuke slightly bent down and said a witty remark.

"Hehehe——"

Mori Mura Makoto laughed a lot, and the mischievous look of the young man made him very happy.

After that, many people came to greet Morimura Seiichi, one after another, just like ministers meeting the king. However, they were extremely respectful to Morimura Seiichi, and they were very sincere when they spoke, and they really received help from him on the road of life.

The person who came to find Hojo Kyosuke was the association president Kenno Kenzo. After the man pulled Hojo Kyosuke aside, he immediately asked with a shocked face:

"Is this true? Tell me how you did it? Even if you say that you have secretly brought the precious sword "Silver" in and planned to kill people later, I would not be surprised, but! But! Boy, you actually brought Mr. Morimura! ? "

Even though he tried his best to restrain himself, he could still hear Kenzo Chino's shock:

"You, are you really going to wield the sword of your ancestors?"

"Why, only Nishizawa and his men can use this sword?"

Kyosuke Hojo smiled. (End of this chapter)