Chapter 341 No, There Are Already Three of Them, Why Are You Still Going In?

Kyosuke Hojo stepped down from the stage and was about to look for his relatives and friends when he was stopped by the staff and led out of the venue.

No way, just a flower like this has to be recycled?

Then he walked to the groom's dressing room.

"As expected of Mr. Hojo, even your acceptance speech is so touching. Maybe I can authorize you to collect your speeches and publish them separately later."

Shigeru Hamamoto laughed and reached out his hand from a distance, looking much more generous than when he spoke on the ceremony stage before.

Kyosuke Hojo also smiled and stretched out his hand to shake his hand:

"You are too flattering, Chairman Hamamoto, I just said some shallow words."

"No, no, I'm already looking forward to what Mr. Hojo will say when he picks up the Mystery Writers Association Award. I must take a photo with you then."

Shigeru Hamamoto has seen the popularity of Kyosuke Hojo. You know, although their previous awards can be regarded as heavyweight, the media attention they received is far less than this time.

If he wanted to get closer, he would invite the other party to hold a new book launch in a bookstore close to their committee. However, he also heard from his subordinates that a large group of Hojo Kyosuke's family and friends came, and the young man must be eager to share the joy with his relatives and friends.

"I won't bother Mr. Hojo. The prizes are all in the locker room. If it is not convenient to carry, you can also ask our staff to deliver them to your home later."

Oh, yes, the prizes have not been taken yet.

Hojo Kyosuke just remembered that the giant cardboard with words and pictures on the stage before was specially used for taking pictures. Maybe he will continue to use it next time. The actual prize has not been given to him yet.

However...

A library card of 100,000 yen and a set of stationery, you are really good at it...

Let alone the 10 million prize of the Edogawa Ranpo Award, even the prize of the Mystery Writers Association Award is a big gold watch and 500,000 cash. You are so good, 100,000 yuan is still a voucher for buying books at the corresponding bookstore.

"Haha, I still want to thank Chairman Hamamoto and the staff for their hard work again. I wish the Honya Awards will get better and better."

He laughed, waved goodbye, and walked towards the dressing room.

Hamamoto Shigeru stopped and looked at the back for a while, until the other party walked into the dressing room, then turned around and prepared to return to the venue. Although there were no other activities afterwards, as long as the chairs were put away, the venue could be turned into a banquet hall in an instant, which was enough for socializing.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw a figure passing by quickly.

Huh?

Isn't this the teacher Kasumi Shiko from the Fuzugawa Bookstore?

Although I had never seen him before, I didn't know where he got the connection to bring more than ten people to the award ceremony. Obviously, he was not a simple writer, so he still took good note of it.

While he was hesitating whether to ask the other party what was going on, Hamamoto Shigeru saw the girl in a black skirt, still walking with the wind in her 10-centimeter high heels, dragging the hem of her skirt slightly raised at her ankles, and then...

Hey, that's the men's changing room...

Hamamoto Shigeru was stunned, and the first thought that came to his mind was not to let that person disturb Mr. Hojo inside. Although it was unlikely, what if Mr. Hojo had just taken off all his clothes?

Aren't there people who are too stressed out on the podium, so they take off their clothes and run naked to relieve stress after stepping down? For writers, normal is abnormal.

Raising his right foot, Hamamoto Shigeru was about to chase after her, but then he stopped suddenly.

No, wait.

After all, only a few people run naked after receiving an award. It should be the norm for writers to take off their clothes and roll into bed with a beautiful woman after receiving an award.

I heard from friends at the Mystery Writers Association that Mr. Oosaka Tsuyoshi, who has the best relationship with Mr. Hojo, has said a lot about his romantic affairs.

Moreover…

The girl who rushed into the dressing room, whose slender back was so beautiful that the old man felt like he had seen spring, was she not the ‘family’ that Hojo-sensei personally acknowledged on stage?

Hamamoto Shigeru finally sorted out his thoughts.

But isn’t this a bit too hasty? At least go home first, aren’t you afraid that someone will break in later?

Tsk tsk, Hojo-sensei, you are really worthy of being the ‘Heisei style’.

Young people~

Hamamoto Shigeru smiled knowingly, stood there and thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and sent a message, intending to call a subordinate to help at the door to tell the later people that they could not enter here.

After sending the message, he turned his eyes away from the door of the dressing room, shook his head and chuckled, turned around, and planned to go back to the venue. Although he was not as popular as the protagonist Hojo-sensei, there were still many people waiting to talk to him there.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw another figure passing by.

"?"

A question mark popped up in Hamamoto Shigeru's head. This corridor neither leads to the first floor nor to the bathroom. The only place that can be reached is the groom's dressing room. Where did so many people come from?

He raised his hand and was about to call the other party, but his mouth opened and closed again.

He recognized that this girl in front of him, who ignored him like air, was wearing a pure white sweatshirt and gray sweatpants with a ponytail. She was the person who had been filled out by Mr. Hojo. They were responsible for making the list, and he had personally seen all this information.

If the girl in the black dress before exudes a charming and seductive aura like a rose at night, then the girl in front of him with a firm step is like a white magnolia that has just bloomed on a branch under the moonlight.

However, these two are enough to become the white moonlight in the hearts of all the boys in a school. When they hear that she will attend a class reunion in 20 years, they will rent the best suit to attend even if they have to borrow money. Just one look at her will make them feel that their life is complete.

One after another, they rushed into the locker room where only Hojo Kyosuke was.

Tsk tsk, amazing! It really deserves to be the "Heisei style"!

While applauding in his heart with envy, Hamamoto Shigeru did not dare to leave for a while.

Because whether it was Teacher Kasumi Shiko or Miyamizu Mitsuha behind her, they pushed the door and went in. Obviously, the previous people did not lock the door.

You are still too young, Teacher Hojo. Young and romantic people should be more careful, otherwise, if you are not careful, the romantic affairs will become gossip on the streets.

He stood there and sent another message, urging the female staff member who had been notified before to come faster.

However, the venue was now busy, and it was obvious that the other party could not come for a while.

Shigeru Hamamoto glanced at the closed red lacquered wooden door of the locker room, felt a little dry in his throat, touched his pocket, and found that he had no cigarettes.

"Hey, this is too cruel for a middle-aged man."

Without cigarettes, he took out his mobile phone and planned to see how the discussion on the Internet about today's Honya Awards was.

The first thing he clicked on was his own official website, but the webpage was blank. He checked the signal and it was full. Refreshed twice, but it still couldn't be opened.

"Huh?"

Not knowing much about the Internet, he flipped out the address book and planned to ask the relevant personnel.

Then, he saw a girl in a blue dress passing by him again.

This time he was not treated as air, but the other party did not recognize him. The beautiful eyes as pure as sapphires were full of sympathy, as if looking at a loser who failed to win the Honya Awards.

No, wait, although your eyes are beautiful, you shouldn't really be able to speak, and you can speak so clearly!

Hamamoto Shigeru was stunned. He finally didn't know this person. He raised his hand to fulfill his duty as a doorman and called this cute girl.

But the girl didn't stop. She moved her calves wrapped in white pantyhose, and her small leather shoes stepped lightly on the wooden floor, leaving a series of bangs, and directly pushed open the door of the locker room.

Three... three! ?

Hamamoto Shigeru's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the heavy wooden door slowly closing under the action of the door closer in disbelief. He pricked up his ears and tried to hear something.

Sure enough, three completely different girl voices came from inside, but before he could hear clearly what they were saying, the door was closed heavily by humans.

This...

The award ceremony has not yet ended completely, and he started celebrating with three equally beautiful girls in the memorial hall, but they all have unforgettable characteristics.

Let alone modern writers, even Kojima Yukio and Dazai Osamu would sit down and ask Hojo humbly, right?

Looking at the door of the dressing room, Hamamoto Shigeru habitually reached for his trouser pocket to take out a cigarette.

Damn, if I can't smoke at this time, it will kill me.

Although he is not addicted to smoking, he was a little uncomfortable at this moment. He rubbed his leather shoes hard on the wooden floor and forgot about asking the staff to deal with the website.

After a while, he finally waited for the staff to come to complete the handover of the security guard.

"Huh? Amamiya, why is it you? Didn't I ask Taeko to come?"

Hamamoto Shigeru looked at Amamiya Miki in front of him in a daze. If there was any woman on the scene who could barely compare with Hojo's female friends, it was only this person in front of him. Although it was still a level lower, after the award ceremony, it was common for Japanese writers to have a romantic one-night stand with the staff who admired him.

With such a status, she can add a filter and get a buff of "beauty +1".

No, what am I thinking about. Although Amamiya likes that Hojo teacher very much, there are already four people in there, and that kind of thing will never happen.

"Taoko is busy with other things now, so I suggested that I come." Amamiya Miki said with a smile.

This is a lie. If there is something to be busy, it should be her who is the emcee. Just now, a few reporters saw that she was willing to play two roles at the award ceremony to present the award to Hojo Kyousuke, and wanted to interview her to dig out some peach news, but after hearing her colleague Taoko's whisper, she immediately volunteered to help the chairman solve the trouble.

"Soga, then I'll leave it to you. Hojo teacher is resting inside, you have to hold the other people who want to go in."

Hamamoto Shigeru thought for a while, looked at the time, and felt that the venue really couldn't leave this important person, so he simply explained and walked towards the venue.

"Okay, don't worry, Chairman." Amamiya Miki responded with a smile. Her eight teeth were white and neat, and her bright smile made people feel good.

"Yeah."

After agreeing, Hamamoto Shigeru turned around. But as soon as he took a step, he stopped out of habit.

Yeah, good, no one passed by him again.

He smiled nervously and walked forward with confidence.

But around the corner of the corridor, his peripheral vision caught a scene that made his eyes widen.

Wait, wait, Amamiya, you didn’t hear my voice, did you? I'm gone, but there's no one to watch the door for you, right? You will remember to lock the door, right?

Yes, what Hamamoto Shigeru saw was almost the same as before.

I saw Amamiya Miki standing in front of the locker room door, knocking on the door a few times, saying something with a smile, and then pushed the door open and entered.

real or fake?

Hamamoto Shigeru retracted his steps and looked at the slowly closing door of the locker room with some surprise.

Wait, Amamiya Miki, isn’t she trying to make big news for our house awards?

He stood at the T-junction at the end of the corridor. He didn't know for a moment whether he should notify the paparazzi or go back and continue his part-time job as a doorman.

He knew it, although he was ashamed to say it, "Kyosuke Hojo won the Grand Prize of the House!" News like "Breaking three major records" will make those who see it exclaim and lament the genius of Mr. Hojo. But the heat will dissipate within a day at most. After all, genius is too far away from everyone.

What the public likes to hear more is "the winner of our grand prize!" "The Love Affair Between Flowers of the Youngest Literary Man of the New Generation", "Bold and Bold!" The trophy belongs to everyone! 』 Such news.

If there is such news, not to mention those literature lovers will have a collective climax, even the obasans who have no idea about Hojo Kyosuke and the Honya Daeshan before will discuss it when they buy groceries in the morning. Not to mention the media attention, which has definitely skyrocketed.

The Chairman of the Executive Committee of the Honya Awards, who was bent on besieging, was in a tangle for a while.

"Chairman?"

A voice brought Hamamoto Shigeru back from his thoughts. He turned around blankly, and it turned out to be his secretary. Has he already brought the reporters?

Hamamoto Shigeru looked behind the person subconsciously, what? No? This guy can't read air at all.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"It's like this. For the interview we agreed on before, Higuchi-san of "Asahi Shimbun" is still waiting for you, as well as the editors of Fusukawa Bookstore and Eishusha... everyone is waiting for you."

The secretary bowed and said quickly.

I just came to say hello to Mr. Hojo. Why did my boss stay there for so long and didn’t answer the phone? It’s so disrespectful. I might be pushed out next year.

Hamamoto Shigeru glanced at the secretary, nodded to show that he understood, and finally glanced at the dressing room with his peripheral vision and chose to be a good person.

Let God decide

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