Chapter 350: The Old Father's Relief

Amemiya Miki walked out of the dressing room, but did not go far. She just stood in the corridor outside the door and waited silently.

Leaning against the wall, with her head lowered, her eyes fixed on the brown high heels. The heart of the clerk was also shaken like the constantly shaking toes.

Hey, these writers really can't write good works without sex? Even Mr. Hojo, who has just reached the age of marriage, is not immune.

And it seems that he is even more... well, powerful than those great writers.

Amemiya Miki lowered her head, thinking about whether there was any space around Mr. Hojo that she could enter. But no matter how she thought about it, she could not see the possibility of squeezing in from those extremely outstanding girls.

The door of the dressing room opened again, and she quickly let her back leave the wall, stood up straight, and bowed 15 degrees.

"Is there anything else you need to do, Hojo-san?"

"Thank you, I am very grateful to you, Amamiya-san."

Hojo Kyosuke was keenly aware of the change in Amamiya Miki's address to him, but he didn't care at all, and was even happy to see it.

"Your family and friends are now being accompanied by my colleagues to visit the venue, and reporters from Asahi Shimbun and Yomiuri Shimbun are still waiting for you at the venue." Amamiya Miki said.

"I know, thank you for your hard work. I'll go there now."

Hojo Kyosuke nodded. He didn't have anything in his hands now. The box containing the prizes and his clothes were held in Eriri's arms. I don't know what this guy is thinking.

Eriri didn't say anything, but nodded to the emcee who had completely eliminated suspicion, and then took the lead to walk forward.

The little girl, holding a box as wide as half her body, walked in front. As her body swayed from side to side, her golden twin ponytails swayed non-stop, hitting her bulging little butt from left to right.

That cute look made Hojo Kyosuke laugh secretly, and he didn't go forward, but followed behind and admired silently.

"Hurry up!"

"Oh~"

『Venue』

The two-person-high three-dimensional book was still placed on the ceremony stage. From time to time, people walked up to take photos, and reporters also came close to take pictures of the cards with recommendation words.

All the seats have been removed, and fruit platters and drinks have been placed on the tables at the edge. The venue has changed from an award ceremony to a banquet.

"It's so embarrassing. My daughter is two years older than Hojo-san, but as a father, I can only sit down and watch him receive the award."

"Kijima-san, don't be as dejected as a vegetable coated with salt. You are already in the winning group with a happy family, and you still say such things. It will make me, a junior who has neither won an award nor married, think you are showing off."

"Hahaha, how could that be? I don't mean that. It's just that when I look at Hojo-san on the stage, I seem to see the future of being a runner-up every year."

"Runner-up?"

"That's 700 points, even if the calculation is not good, it can still be slightly You can feel the popularity of Hojo-san among the bookstore clerks, right? If he writes a new book every year, then aren't all the future Book House Awards prepared for him? "

"Tsk tsk, it seems so. Then why not switch to drawing picture books from tomorrow, and it would be nice to win the Book House Award for picture books? It can also be seen by your future grandchildren."

"You kid, why are you so rigid at such a young age? My daughter is so pretty and the age is so suitable for Hojo-san, why don't I attend the award ceremony as Hojo's father-in-law?"

"Your daughter?" The unmarried Nishimoto suddenly became energetic.

"Yes, she is also in high school in Tokyo." Kimura took out his mobile phone and opened the album.

This is not as good as my cousin. Wait, if that's the case, do I have the opportunity to ask Mr. Hojo to write a recommendation on each of my books?

"It just so happens that Hojo-san's parents are here, I have to go over and chat with them."

"Let's go together." Nishimoto hurriedly followed.

Two useless trash!

Ishida Hidenori, who was standing in place, heard this conversation and roared in his heart while looking at the two people who were also on the list of the ten winners.

The reason why he hadn't left the venue was of course not because he couldn't move because of the two big men on the left and right, nor was he afraid of the killer with a knife behind him, but because he was looking for an opportunity to take revenge.

He glanced at the reporters in front of him and wondered why they didn't come to interview him. You know, before today, he saw many articles on Yahoo News that were optimistic about his winning the award. Now, such a popular writer unexpectedly lost the election. There must be something shady. Come and interview him quickly!

In front of the reporters, the bastards on the left and right didn't dare to stop him from talking, and the killer behind him couldn't kill him blatantly! Yes, he shouldn't dare, right?

Ishida Hidenori still subconsciously regarded Hojo Kyosuke as a young boy, and did not think that the opponent's methods would be very sharp, but the moment this thought came into his mind, he thought of his experience of living in a fantasy during this period, and being played with every step, and he immediately shuddered.

"Ishida-san, you are not going to wet your pants, are you?" Xisaki frowned and said.

"..."

Ishida Hidenori used his tenacious will to restrain his urge to answer immediately. It is not surprising that a middle-aged man has a problem of frequent urination and incomplete urination.

Seeing that the reporter had no intention of interviewing him, he looked to the left side of the venue, where there was a very lively and large crowd, the relatives and friends of that guy Hojo Kyosuke.

Damn, is this what a junior should be like? This is your first time winning an award. If you win a few more awards, wouldn’t you have to invite all the neighbors to the venue?

Also, those two people who look like monkeys in suits eat as wildly as the deer in Nara. Have they not seen fruits for hundreds of years?

The tall one like a giraffe, why don’t you eat? You must be drooling in your heart, hypocritical! Just as hypocritical as Hojo Kyosuke!

Those who are on the list of winners can’t wait to flatter him? Do you want him to thank you next time when he gives his acceptance speech?

Those girls, they are so pretty for nothing, they are brainless, they were all fooled by Hojo Kyosuke, don't you see what he is doing now, he didn't even look at you after the award ceremony, he is still standing there in a daze, don't you know...

"Please don't look around."

"Hey!"

Hearing the cold voice behind his ear, Ishida Hidenori was frightened and his sphincter contracted violently. Damn, this is really...

The warm crotch made the hatred in the old man's heart more intense.

Ah, what is big brother doing, I also want to go over and say hello to big brother's father, hurry up and solve Ishida Hidenori's trouble, everyone hurry up and celebrate.

And that young lady, is her arrangement only here? If we don't communicate well, what if the means overlap later, wouldn't it be a waste of resources?

Xisaki sighed in his heart, especially when Onitsuka's shouting voice came into his ears, he also wanted to go over and have fun with everyone, just like in junior high school.

Just thinking about it, a strange smell floated into his nose.

The body that had been trained for many years reacted immediately and took two steps back like lightning.

Is this true? Did this guy really wet his pants?

This was the first thought that came to Tetsuta Kisaki's mind.

Should I help him change his pants? Otherwise, it would be bad if he peed his brother.

This was the second thought that came to Tetsuta Kisaki's mind.

It would be difficult for the two brothers.

Finally, he looked at the two big men who were "supporting" Ishida Hidenori on both sides.

White teeth, so smelly!

Minoru Ichikawa frowned and looked at his colleague Hirahara Yuuji, and was satisfied to see the same emotion in the other's eyes.

Miss, when will this work end?

The two painful people not only did not loosen their hands that clamped Ishida Hidenori, but they squeezed harder. It has come to this point. As long as the young lady is satisfied, promotion and salary increase are just around the corner!

Ishida Hidenori wailed, and he didn't know why he had to stay here. Even the railway tracks of the Chuo Line were so far away from him.

"Ishida-san, I'm relieved to see you still so energetic. What a pity, I really like your work, I believe I'll see you holding the trophy next time."

The pleasant words like the ringing of a fire engine entered Ishida Hidenori's ears. He turned his head in surprise, but all he saw was the back of Hamamoto Shigeru, the chairman of the executive committee, and a sentence that slowly drifted away:

"I won't disturb you chatting with your friends, and we'll see each other again in the future."

Who xx is their friend! ?

『Fuji』

Hojo Kyosuke walked to the entrance of the hall with Mount Fuji painted on the top of the door, and saw that Mitsuha and Shiyu, who had gone a step ahead, were waiting for him here.

"Let's go, mom must be waiting anxiously."

Hojo Kyosuke smiled slightly and pushed the door open directly.

"Ah, Mr. Hojo!"

"No, no."

I don't know who noticed his figure first, and then a bunch of people surrounded him, almost squeezing him out of the door.

"Hehe~ Let's go, let's go over there first."

Kasumigaoka Utaha said, and without stopping here, she walked to the left side of the venue.

Although everyone wore formal suits on such a day, the same suits were very conspicuous on Kyosuke's subordinates. Their beast-like temperament was not covered up, but they looked more like professionals after wearing suits.

In contrast, Hojo Ichiro and Maki Kyosuke, who were standing next to them, looked like they were attending a banquet in a standard way. They all held a glass of juice or wine in their hands, chatting with strangers with a business smile on their faces, and laughing from time to time.

Although the absence of Hojo Kyosuke was more noticeable, the three girls still attracted a lot of attention when they walked into the venue, including the three people around Ishida Hidenori. But when they saw that the man didn't even look at them, they knew that Ishida Hidenori must be left to Hojo Kyosuke to deal with himself.

Kisaki sighed, and wanted to call one of the people who were eating and drinking to replace him. He went to his elder brother and helped him collect the business cards, and then wrote down those who might cooperate with him in the future, or wrote down those business invitations. Only in such a place can he make good use of his intelligence. For dirty things like this, Onitsuka should be asked to do it.

But forget it, it would be bad if Ishida Hidenori was scared and shagged his pants.

Hojo Kyosuke smiled and perfunctorily answered those people he didn't know at all, while quietly pushing through the crowd and heading towards his parents and friends.

All the people who stood in front of him felt that an inexplicable force almost pushed them down, which made them blame the people behind Hojo Kyosuke for being immoral.

After finally walking over there, Onitsuka and Hatagoro, who were holding a fruit plate each, wiped their mouths quickly and formed a human wall to block the huge crowd.

"Brother, this cantaloupe is super sweet!" Onitsuka reluctantly handed over the plate in his hand. All the cantaloupe on the table had been confiscated by him.

"So sweet that your teeth will fall out?"

Hojo Kyosuke took the plate with a smile, picked up a piece with his fingers and put it in his mouth, and licked his fingers by the way. Well, it's really crisp and sweet. It's completely different from the popular ice cream cantaloupe.

But I don't know if it's an illusion. I have wiped it so many times with wet wipes, but I always feel that there is still some special taste on my fingers. Well, it must be an illusion.

"That's not the case. My teeth are very good!"

Oitsuka grinned, revealing eight white and neat teeth. His steel teeth can even chew bones to pieces!

His fierce expression immediately scared the irrelevant people who wanted to come forward and immediately retreated to the back.

Hojo Kyosuke returned the plate to the idiot and walked towards his parents who had stopped talking and looked at him with a smile.

"Kyosuke!!!"

As soon as Kashiko in Yukino Momoka's arms saw her brother, she immediately shouted and opened her arms.

"Haha, my little Kashiko."

Hojo Kyosuke also opened his hands and reached out to hug Kashiko from Yukino's arms. During this time, he looked at Yukino's dark eyes under her thick eyelashes, and emotions flowed in them. Even if it was just a glance, it was enough for the two to convey what they were thinking.

"You haven't been home for a long time! Kashiko, I haven't seen you for a long time! Kashiko misses you so much!"

Kashiko hugged her brother's face with her two fleshy little hands and began to criticize him without hesitation.

"Hahaha, sorry, sorry, I miss Kashiko too." Hojo Kyosuke intimately touched his forehead with his sister.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Kashiko stretched out a hand and thought to his father beside him:

"The calf has grown up, and Dad wants to sell it! That's what Kashiko left for his brother!"

"Dad is such a bad guy, he even wants to sell Kashiko's calf, let Grandpa beat him, and let him sleep on the ranch at night." Hojo Kyosuke nodded repeatedly, looking serious.

"Yes, yes, that's what mom said!" Kashiko also nodded repeatedly.

Yeah, my daughter is so smart, she can think so clearly at the age of two, she is really worthy of being my daughter, she has completely inherited my intelligence. Of course, if there is no equally smart wife, it is impossible to have such a smart daughter.

The son is completely different. When they meet, he won't even call him dad. He is not as cute as the daughter. Even when he complains, he will keep calling "Dad, Dad". Of course, the wife is not inferior to the daughter in cuteness, or the daughter has completely inherited the advantages of the wife in cuteness.

"Ah, that's great. It looks like Hojo-san's daughter will be a great person when she grows up." Oosaka Tsuyoshi said with a smile. It's true that if you want to have a child, you should have a daughter. It's so cute.

"Hahaha, isn't that natural?"

Hojo Ichiro didn't want to be polite at all and admitted it directly. If he were to praise his son, he would have to say something like "It's just good luck" or "It's all thanks to the help of friends like you."

But a daughter. Well, it's already amazing that Kashiko is so cute. The same goes for his wife. As a housewife, she can be so cute and warm her husband's heart while taking care of the family. She is simply the greatest person in the world.

"Kyosuke, play with Kashiko later. Your friends have been waiting for you for a long time."

Hojo Mikiko smiled and waved her hand. Misaki Megaku and Wancheng Yaji beside her waved their hands and said it was okay.

Hojo Kyosuke heard his mother's words and handed Kashiko to Mitsuha, who had been watching for a long time. The latter immediately hugged the little girl skillfully with a super standard posture.

After nodding to several writer and editor friends and a few strangers, Hojo Kyosuke first pulled Mitsuha in front of his mother. The latter knew what to do, and her little face was full of tension, even the cute little girl in her arms couldn't relieve it.

Although she had seen Aunt Mikiko at Kyosuke's house before, the situation was completely different at that time.

"Mom, this is Mitsuha, you have seen her."

"Yes, I have seen her." Hojo Mikiko looked at the girl in front of her, her voice was a little hesitant, and she only felt that she had a familiar aura.

Watching his mother skillfully pull up Mitsuha and walk to the group of girls to start chatting, Hojo Kyosuke looked at his father and his friends with relief.

"..."

The father and son looked at each other, then opened their arms and hugged each other fiercely, hitting each other on the back with the force that wanted to hammer each other's soul out of the body.

"Stop, stop, stop, if you hit me again, I'm going to die!" As expected, Hojo Ichiro was the first to beg for mercy.

Hahaha, Hojo Kyosuke laughed in his heart, then turned around and hugged Maki Kyosuke again. Although they were wearing suits, it did not affect their expression of longing in this more intimate way.

"Brother Maki is becoming more and more like a successful person." He praised sincerely. Maki Kyosuke himself is a person with a strong leadership temperament. Now, after the power of the university, his fierce temperament has become much more restrained, and he looks as stable as his body.

"I don't want to be told that by you, the youngest winner of the Honya Grand Prize in history, and feel that I have forgotten to recharge my membership in my life!" Maki Kyosuke laughed and responded, his eyes full of relief and pride.

"Haha, yes, I would feel the same way if I looked at Hojo, but no one knew where to recharge my membership after asking for a long time. It's really a low-quality game." Misaki Megaku smiled and continued.

"Compared to you, shouldn't I restart my life immediately after having lived almost half of my life?" The middle-aged man, Tsuyoshi Osaka, was not to be outdone.

"Haha, stop it, Osaka, you will definitely show off your virtuous wife at home next." Hojo Kyosuke laughed.

"Okay, I just feel something is wrong." Wancheng Yaji screamed, and immediately raised his hand to the bottom of Tsuyoshi Osaka's wine glass to help him drink a glass of wine as a punishment.

"Damn it, how dare I do such an ignorant thing in front of you." Tsuyoshi Osaka said unwillingly.

…

A group of people who can be called the "winners" in life are comparing their misery here.

Hojo Ichiro looked at the group of outstanding young people gathered around his son, and a look of reminiscence flashed across his calm face. No matter where you are, no matter what you want to do, you can't do without the support of your companions.

Just like when he was in Tokyo, with full of blood, he and his friends in school became independent from the big law firm, snatched orders from big companies from the hands of predecessors like a hungry wolf, swam in documents as high as a mountain and as deep as the sea, put money in his pocket in and out of the court, and bathed in high-end wine in the club...

Finally, return to a warm family.

Kyosuke, he did a good job in Tokyo.

Hojo Ichiro smiled and raised his glass to clink the glass with the editor-in-chief Shimomura who was about the same age next to him. His son's growth is not only in the achievements he has made, but he has also done very well as a man. He has gathered so many excellent partners with his own ability.

Seeing that Hojo Kyosuke had already walked into another circle, those who wanted to join in the fun left in disappointment, and Onitsuka and others also had time to come over.

"Too awesome, big brother! So many reporters, so many cameras, live broadcast on TV and the Internet, it's so cool!"

Onitsuka Eikichi shouted, he had no idea of ​​the value of this award, and even now he couldn't pronounce the four words properly, but this didn't affect his ability to see the big brother's awesomeness from the pomp here.

"Yes, yes, yes! We should really let all the people in the cheering group come here to see it together." Danma Ryuji said something that made Hojo Kyosuke's face change suddenly.

Just the few of you coming here is enough to scare people away. If all the people in your cheering group come together, the Metropolitan Police Department will send out a mobile team.

"That kind of thing, let's talk about it when I create an award in my own name." He smiled and didn't refute. He could feel the happiness of these old friends seeing him succeed.

"Wow! Not bad, not bad, the Hojo Kyosuke Award?" Onitsuka Eikichi's eyes lit up.

"Is it a novel award or a comic award?" Shimomura Tetsuya interrupted.

"It could also be the Rampage Angel Award? Modified cars are not suitable, how about a kendo competition?" The mature and steady Maki Kyosuke couldn't sit still after hearing this.

"Hey, hey, this is too exaggerated, it has become a comprehensive award, do we need to add a peace award?"

Hojo Ichiro said with a smile. He meant to be joking, but he didn't expect that as soon as he said this, his son's friends in black suits all had their eyes lit up.

"Peace Prize, it's really suitable for the boss."

"That's right, being the boss of a gang has brought safety to the local area."

"Drawing comics has given students on campus the courage to resist bad things."

"Writing novels has alleviated the trend of increasing homelessness."

"..."

Although he used to be a lawyer full of lies, Hojo Ichiro was still a little uncomfortable with the rainbow farts flying all over the sky in front of him.

Can't these young people hear that he is joking? Moreover, it is easy to say and do to create an award in one's name. It can be done with just a few simple documents. But it is like declaring the establishment of a country in a boat in the vast ocean. If it cannot be recognized by the public, it will be just a child's prank.

He looked carefully, wanting to confirm whether these people were also joking. But he was surprised to find that even the editor-in-chief Shimomura Tetsuya beside him looked very excited, and even said the name of the Tezuka Award, which was completely serious.

Onizuka Eikichi and Maki Kyosuke were already discussing the process.

Not only that, do these people really think that their sons can do that?

Establish an award in their own name, so that future people will flock to it and make it their lifelong goal to get this award?

This kind of thing, just thinking about it for a while, Hojo Ichiro couldn't help showing the same excited expression as the young people in front of him.