Chapter 336 Miyamizu Mitsuha: I'll Deal with You when I Get Home

It was like being called by the teacher's full name when he was sleeping in class. When he heard what Hojo Kyosuke said, Ishida Hidenori was startled and sat up straight from his limp state.

His eyes widened suddenly and stared at Hojo Kyosuke on the stage.

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

Thinking about this, thinking about the bold words he said to his relatives and friends before the award ceremony, thinking about the fact that he had used the award to make the fierce wife at home shut up for a few days, and thinking about the acceptance speeches he had made in various interviews before.

Thinking about the situation he would face after the award ceremony, Ishida Hidenori put his hands on the chair and was about to stand up, cursing at the despicable villain on the stage.

Yes, I scolded you in the newspaper, saying that you don't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth. If you draw comics, go back and fool the children properly, don't embarrass yourself in the literary world, but you can't do this!

Die together! Burn together!

Ishida Hidenori had only this thought in his mind, and he struggled to stand up with his feet. But on both sides, two people who were flattering him and saying that it was natural for him to win the award, now held his arms tightly.

He opened his mouth to shout, but was blocked in an instant.

"Ishida-san, I know you are very excited about Hojo-san winning the award, please be patient for a while. A good person like him should give you an autograph later." A man smiled and whispered.

"Yes, yes, Hojo-san will be very happy to see you so excited about his success." The other one of the two generals also said with a smile, and he covered Ishida Hidenori's mouth with a thick black cloth.

"Mmmmm..."

Who xx would be happy for that guy's success, die, bastard, do you know that I am your predecessor! Dare to frame me like this, I won't forgive you, I won't be well, you die with me!

As long as he thought that tomorrow, no, in the afternoon newspapers and magazines, there would be news of Hojo Kyosuke winning the award, and he would appear in the sub-edition as a standard villain, Ishida Hidenori felt a nameless fire burning from his liver, burning his lungs to bleed.

No, never, that's my award!

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

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

A cold voice like a venomous snake sounded in Ishida Hidenori's ears, and at the same time, he felt a cool thing breaking through the barrier of clothes and touching his skin on his lower back.

Knife! It's a knife!

Ishida Hidenori froze all over and dared not move any more.

Hojo Kyosuke, you xxxx! Honya Awards, you xxxx! Security check! What the hell do you xxxx do in security check? Meiji Memorial Hall, don't open it if you can't do it!

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

Hojo Kyosuke, you have such means and such subordinates, you should have said it earlier.

No, if you have this ability, why do you come to write a book? Isn't it better to just rob money?

This stupid, old-fashioned man, at this moment, still can't think straight.

But maybe he never dreamed of having such high sales as Hojo Kyosuke, not knowing that being a plagiarist is much faster than robbing money.

Dreaming is also a skill, not everyone can get everything they want in a dream.

Looking at the puzzled eyes of the two colleagues in front of him, Xisaki smiled friendly. Although he is not in the organization, he can still come here to train him well after completing the task so well.

As for the knife, what knife? It's just a part that fell off the chair. I have to apologize to Ishida-san after the Meiji Memorial Hall.

The cold and venomous 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 venomous snake who can scare others to give up their seats with just a smile.

Throwing the iron sheet and towel in his hand on the ground, he raised his head and looked at the ceremony stage.

Hojo Kyosuke certainly noticed everything that happened below the stage, but his expression did not change at all, and he still had a hearty and sincere smile.

"Now, I stand here, holding flowers and standing on the podium of the Honya Grand Prize. I don't want to prove anything to those unfriendly people, I just want to tell you that this world is neither kind nor beautiful. But because of this, those beautiful things are worth pursuing.

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

I hope you can all encounter beautiful love, I hope you can bravely face the setbacks in life, and I hope you can be honest with your heart."

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

Under the white spotlight, his high-end suit with precious metals was shining, just like his eyes. As long as people looked at those eyes, they seemed to get some kind of power from them.

The reporter of Weekly Bunshun was taking pictures crazily, not full-body photos, he focused on the upper body of Hojo Kyosuke.

The man's face might not be the most perfect, his jawline was too cold and sharp, his chin was a little pointed, his eyes were too gentle when he smiled, 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 and 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 excited expression that completely lost her cool, she couldn't help but want to taunt him. But as soon as I opened my mouth, I thought of how I cried outright 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 clicked his tongue in his heart. 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 tomb, 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 Kyosuke 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 until 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 a little more 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 Kyousuke.

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 crowded!" 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 suddenly slapped his forehead, and then he remembered that he was no longer the single guy in high school.

"Hey? But, Maki-sama, you don't have a girlfriend, you can post it, it's very useful! In the past, whenever I posted something about the boss, a large group of beautiful women would come to talk to me immediately."

"Asshole, do you think I need to do that!" Maki Kyosuke also gave Onitsuka a slap without mercy.

Ah~ familiar touch, really miss it.

But...

Although he said that, looking at so many beautiful girls around his second generation, Maki Kyosuke, who was also single from birth, felt a little embarrassed for a while.

Even Onitsuka...

"That's right, Maki-sama doesn't need it at all!" Danma Ryuji immediately followed and gave Onitsuka a head slap.

"But I still envy the boss, he has more than so many girlfriends, they are all so good, and he is super rich!"

Onitsuka touched the high-end suit on his body, all of which were paid for by teacher Kasumi Shiko, who said it was a souvenir for Hojo Kyosuke. Thank them for coming to celebrate his award.

It's amazing. I received a gift in return before I even sent it.

"Nonsense, that's Hojo-san!" Danma said respectfully. They were able to find a girlfriend thanks to the boss's teaching.

"That's right."

Standing next to them were a few members of the next generation of the Rampage Angels, namely Hatagoro, Mihashi Ryoma and Kuroda Kaito.

Hearing the words of the seniors behind him, Hatagoro also showed an expression of admiration on his face. Seeing his expression, Kuroda Kaito immediately put on a painful mask.

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 his good brothers were thinking.

The reason why these guys had time to chat here was because Hojo Kyosuke on the stage had entered the photo mode again. Before, they were all taken by themselves, but now it's a super group photo.

More than a dozen people from the Honya Awards Executive Committee came up all at once, each holding a copy of his book. Some of the shop assistants quickly picked up the card with the recommendation written on the huge golden three-dimensional book behind them, and excitedly told him that they wrote it.

Smiling, he agreed to his request for autographs and a private photo later. A group of people stood in front of his golden three-dimensional book. Two staff members carried a sign like a traffic sign with the words "2015 Honya Awards" written on it and placed it in front of everyone.

These people really love taking pictures.

Hojo Kyosuke thought so with a smile on his face, but then he thought that he and his family should also take a set of photos like this later.

The reporter from Weekly Bunshun below seemed to have good photography skills, so he would ask him to help take some photos later.

Not only taking pictures, but there were also people directing the booths below, asking everyone to adjust their expressions.

If it weren't for the fact that all the people standing around him were his fanatical fans, Hojo Kyosuke really wanted to transfer Onitsuka to be the cameraman. Looking at his ferocious face, everyone must have laughed in unison.

Suddenly, his muscles tensed up. Because his right arm was suddenly sandwiched between two soft balls.

He didn't dare to raise his head at the first time, but looked to the right like a fool.

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

Enough to catch Hojo's gaze, the smile on the face of the emcee lady became brighter.

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

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

Hojo Kyosuke, who was occasionally good at micro-expressions, understood what the girl wanted to express - "Go home and explain it well."

Thank you Brother Hui for another reward of 10,000 yuan. As usual, I owe you more photos. I also want to thank other big guys for their monthly tickets and recommendation tickets. Thank you!

The 10,000th update is over. I'm starving.