Chapter 445 It Seems Like I Was Robbed by Hojo-Kun

After a hearty quarrel, Shizuka Hiratsuka finally remembered the original intention of her call.

"Kisaki and Mihashi are already attacking the headquarters of the Yamazakura Group. Although I don't know what you want them to do, you probably don't want to see what will happen next, right? If I don't see them when I call the roll tomorrow morning, I will be very troubled as a teacher!"

She hid what she did, neither commenting on Hojo Kyosuke's behavior nor making any instructions, but just telling the current situation. Because she knew that although the kid was her student in name, his weight in the world had long surpassed her.

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and it was so quiet that it seemed that even the sound of the moon moving could be heard. But in fact, it was just the breathing of herself and Hojo.

"I understand. I will handle it properly. Sorry for worrying you, Mr. Hiratsuka."

So Shizuka Hiratsuka heard the most comforting words of the night. She sat on the big bed and crossed her legs unconsciously, just like she was in the office, talking to students in the same posture, elegant and intimate, relaxing.

"Hojo, don't take all..."

"Thank you for tonight, Xiaojing. I don't want you to compensate me for taking you home and vomiting on me last time, 3Q."

"How could I vomit on you..."

Before Shizuka Hiratsuka finished her words, a busy tone came from her phone.

She clenched her ten fingers tightly and pounded her fist on the bed.

This damn kid is just not cute! I really can't understand why so many people like this kid!

The crossed beautiful legs also stomped on the ground angrily. She remembered that this sitting posture is only for women in skirts. She, Shizuka Hiratsuka, never wears skirts, she wears trousers!

Crossing her legs, with beer in her left hand and cigarette in her right hand, she is the real one.

She decided to have a heart-to-heart talk with Hojo in the smoking area of ​​the office tomorrow, and then smoke beautifully while watching him bow 90 degrees to apologize. Presumably, in that case, nicotine will become beneficial to the human body!

Although she thought about it, she still contacted the people in the previous organization and planned to rush to the Yamazakura Group. If Hojo couldn't handle it, she would come out and clean up the mess for him. And even if Hojo could solve it, she would also need to deal with the problems of the Yamazakura Group.

She knew that Hojo Kyosuke was very good at fighting. When he was in junior high school, he won the 30-man dare to fight award in the national competition, but the gangsters were completely different from the people he usually faced. They were called the dark side of the city not only because they were vicious, but also because they were dirty.

Dealing with these people, it was useless to fight, you have to talk about power. They will only succumb to power and darker forces.

Shizuka Hiratsuka got dressed and went downstairs to wait for someone to pick her up. She contacted her grandfather's right-hand man, who was equivalent to a business manager.

While waiting, she kept staring at her phone and watching Hana Hana Taro's text live broadcast.

"Oh, someone is here again, a pure black car, definitely a big shot!"

"It should be the reinforcements of the Yamazakura Group. After all, bad guys ride motorcycles."

"Nonsense, don't you know that many motorcycles are more expensive than cars? For example, Mr. Hojo's motorcycle is already worth a mid-range car."

"You also said that even Mr. Hojo rides a motorcycle, so the one who came by car must be a gangster."

"But one car is too few for reinforcements, is it the ultimate weapon?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka looked at the discussion in the group and was speechless. Since these guys knew that the bad guys who surrounded the Yamazakura Group were members of the runaway angel, they kept saying good things, and even added honorifics when talking about Hojo Kyosuke. You know, these people usually don't have such respect when talking about their parents in the group.

These guys, when they heard Hana Hana Taro talking about the war between the bad guys and the yakuza, they said that both sides were scum and it would be best if they both died. But now they have completely changed their faces and are extremely scared.

Unlike others, she knows that the reinforcements coming are definitely not the reinforcements of the Yama Sakura Group. After all, the reinforcements that the Yama Sakura Group can find must be people from the Higashikawa Society, but as a young lady, she has given the order, and no one will disobey the order.

Then the people coming can only be...

"The people of the runaway angels stopped their attacks and lined up in front of the car door to welcome them, bowing 90 degrees. This is too impressive, just like being in a movie. No wonder he became an idol. This is completely different from other bad guys."

"So handsome! I thought the photos and videos on the Internet were all processed. I didn't expect the real person to be so handsome. It's too exaggerated."

"It's out."

"It's Hojo Kyosuke!"

The messages from Hana Hana Taro came one after another, and his excitement could be felt through the screen. He was complaining about nuisance and saying he would call the police, but now he seemed to be rushing down to ask for an autograph.

Hiratsuka Shizuka thought Hanahana Taro was already exaggerating enough, but the other people in the group made her realize how popular Hojo Kyousuke was among the students.

"Photos, photos, hurry up, Hanahana Taro, if you die I will give you a very generous funeral!"

"What is Mr. Hojo wearing? Is it a sky blue kimono with cherry blossoms? Wait, it seems that a pure indigo kimono is also good, just thinking about it makes me look so handsome! How high are the clogs? How about the hairstyle?"

"Idiot, he must wear a suit. With such a good figure, suits were invented for him to wear!"

"So hurry up and take pictures. Mr. Hojo has a very good personality. He will never get angry because you secretly take pictures! Believe me!"

"If I hadn't seen someone who secretly took pictures get his phone crushed by a member of the Rampage Angels, I would believe you."

"Just send me the address. I will rush over immediately no matter where it is."

"I remember Hana Hana Taro told me before that his home is in Katsushika District, right?"

Goddess! What are you doing, goddess! I told you the address to show my noble status as a Tokyoite, not to use it here!

Hana Taro stared at the message sent by the goddess in amazement.

"Katsushika District? With the photo 1 just now, we should be able to find the exact location on the satellite map, right?"

"That cherry tree is very conspicuous, it shouldn't take long."

"Wait for me, Mr. Hojo, I'll come to you right away."

"Ah, so happy, I can see Mr. Hojo, a famous writer, at a book signing event, and I can also see Mr. Hojo, a bad guy, at night. What should I do, it seems like a taboo pleasure?"

"Let's go together!"

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This, this is a crime.

Looking at the hysterical messages in the chat group like fanatics, Shizuka Hiratsuka swallowed hard.

In other words, she has nothing to do with the trend, otherwise she can think of words such as sasaeng fans. At this moment, she only feels that these silly netizens who met because of the game are so strange.

Hana Hana Taro's reaction was even more intense, because his goddess said, "My home is in Taito District, very close to Katsushika District. If I find a location, I will rush over immediately! I didn't get an autograph at the last autographing event until the evening, so I must get it this time. It is definitely a unique autograph. Lucky!"

The goddess' home is in Taito District...

But last time Hana Hana Taro chatted with the goddess and asked her to meet up offline, the goddess said that her home is far from Tokyo and it is not convenient.

Not only Hana Hana Taro's goddess, but also the number of people who spoke in the group has increased by many times compared to before. I don't know if they have been lurking or were woken up by a familiar friend.

Several girls who shine like stars in offline gatherings also appeared. They are not popular characters that are several levels higher than Hana Hana Taro's goddess. Every time a new character is released, they will definitely get it first. Africans and Europeans have nothing to do with them. There will always be rich people who keep licking them.

Of course, there are also real ladies among them, such as the group owner of the game group. Not only does she look as good as a game CG, but she also generously pays for all the expenses of offline gatherings every time. She is simply a god-like figure! The reason why there are so many rich people and beautiful women in their chat group is all because of the great group owner. Those people either admire this young lady or want to join the free offline gatherings, anyway, they all come together.

At this moment, Hana Taro was lucky enough to get a private chat with such a person. When he saw the friend request pop up, he thought he was dazzled. He rubbed his eyes hard and found that the ID of the friend request was still the glittering "Heno Kiyoko".

He clicked the agree button with a trembling hand.

"Hello, Mr. Hana Taro."

Mr! ? Senior Himeno called me Mr!

Hana Taro felt dizzy and dazzled by the huge happiness. He wanted to type hello with a trembling hand, but his fingers would not stop moving.

You know, before this, the only time he had spoken to Kiyoko Himeno was when he introduced himself at the first offline gathering. Although he didn't dare to look at the dazzling girl sitting in the main seat, he just kept his head down and quickly said his name, but in his heart he told himself that my self-introduction was only for Senior Himeno.

After saying his name and sitting down, listening to Senior Himeno's crisp applause, Hana Taro felt for the first time that it was great that he was a otaku who only knew how to play games. If not, how could he have the opportunity to tell his name to someone like Senior Himeno in his life.

"Can you please tell me where Mr. Hojo appeared? I know this request is presumptuous, but I really can't suppress the urge to meet Mr. Hojo. I will try my best to thank you."

Looking at the words on the background of the beautiful girl's chat, Hana Taro seemed to see such a girl. Although her eyes were looking at the screen, her heart had already been eager to fly away. It may be a bit ignorant to say this, but it seems that I saw my own shadow.

When he confidently sent out a message that he thought might attract the goddess' attention, he was also anxiously looking forward to seeing the goddess' reply.

He turned around, leaned on the windowsill and stuck his head out, wanting to see what kind of charm that Hojo Kyosuke had. He wanted to see him, even though he was like a god, and made a request to a humble person like him.

He carefully wrapped the curtain around his neck, leaving only his head exposed, and looked at Hojo Kyosuke through the thick lenses as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle.

Flip-flops, beach pants, and big T-shirts, he was wearing the same clothes as himself as a otaku, but it could only be said that the stylists of the two of them had a tacit understanding.

However, with just a flash, Hojo Kyosuke, who was standing at the door of the Yamazakura Group, suddenly appeared above the door of the Yamazakura Group.

The large blue T-shirt swayed slightly with the night wind, and his black hair was repeatedly stained with a hint of ink blue under the invasion of moonlight, and he was so handsome that he seemed to come from another world.

Then the man smiled and looked down at the stunned gangsters below, and said like a spring breeze:

"Sorry, Team Leader Doma, I don't have the habit of talking to people through the door.

Besides, it must be very tiring to keep looking at me through the crack of the door, right?"

The volume was obviously not loud, but the voice floated clearly into Hanatarō's ears. The voice was as clear and bright as the cold wind on the ice field, and just listening to it was a kind of enjoyment.

So, just because you don't have the habit of talking to people through the door, you jump directly on the other person's door? You think it's hard for the other party to observe through the crack of the door, so you jump on the door to make the other party look up in fear?

This must not be heard by the burglars, otherwise they will have a new reason to break the door!

Although he complained, Hanatarō was overwhelmed.

Too domineering! Too handsome!

It's just that his cultural level is limited, otherwise Hanatarō would have to yell "A real man should be like this". But it doesn't matter, a word "awesome" is enough for him to express his emotions.

Not only domineering and handsome, but also has an indescribable temperament. Hanatarō even thinks it is his honor to be beaten by such a person.

If Hojo-kun robs me of money, everyone will envy me, right? The goddess may also look at me with new eyes...

Thinking about it, Hanatarō's expression unconsciously ripples, and his body is also eager to move.

Someone in the group said before that Hojo-kun has a good personality and will never get angry.

Just like now, although his action of stepping on the gate of the Yamazakura Group seems very rude, it is entirely because those ignorant people in the Yamazakura Group don't open the door themselves. If they open the door obediently, Hojo-kun won't have to step on their gate. The gate is so high, it must be very cold up there.

And even though the Yamazakura group was so rude, Hojo was still willing to talk to them with a smile, and his words were so nice.

Really, yakuza are yakuza, they have no manners at all.

Hanatarō became more and more angry, and felt that the existence of such a gang in the local area was a disgrace to Katsushika District.

The only thing to do now is to get off the seat and apologize quickly, and satisfy Hojo's request immediately!

Then I can go down and give my wallet to Hojo. Others have only bought Hojo's autographed novels, but he has snatched my wallet. I am so full of character attributes!

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