When she fell asleep, she was just a little girl.

Yukino Mokari supported her body with her right hand, and lay on her side to look at Kyosuke Hojo, who had fallen into a deep sleep, with a gentle smile on her face, thinking to herself.

She and Kyosuke Hojo are separated by four leaves.,The little girl's sleeping appearance is not so good.。

The whole person turned into a big windmill, with all four limbs pointing in different directions, and one foot was still on Hojo Kyosuke's body.

Seeing the latter's originally quiet face frowning, Yukino was so frightened that he hurriedly reached out and moved Shiba's feet away.

She was pulled down by the four leaves.

"Mr. Yukino, you are so thin, it must be because you haven't taken a nap! Hurry up and sleep with us! ”

So saying, the little girl took her arm and lay down together. Looking at the four leaves with a look of hope, and then looking at Kyosuke Hojo who was smiling next to him and not stopping him, Yukino did not refuse, and let the little girl hold him to sleep.

After closing her eyes, the events of the morning kept coming back to her mind.

Whether it's sharing her own cooking with others or sleeping with such a cute little girl, she hasn't experienced it for many years. No, rather, none of this has happened since I can remember.

Feeling the little girl's dishonest hand after falling asleep, Yukino smiled and gently put the hand of the four leaves out of the quilt into the quilt carefully.

Standing up, she looked at Kyosuke Hojo stupidly.

Do the gods need to take a nap too?

The question flashed through her head, and she was immediately answered by herself. Kami-sama is now using a shrine maiden's body, so what's so strange about taking a nap? It's better to be a good god who is considerate of his subordinates!

What can help you restore your sense of taste, isn't it a god's power? If you are not a god, how can you read your own inner thoughts?

"Cry, you're not alone."

"You can't just cry with such beautiful eyes."

"If Yukino has been immersed in the past, there is no way to see the present, and there is no way to travel to the future."

The gentle words that I had never heard before seemed to still echo softly in my ears. That warm and reassuring hug makes Yukino smile happily when he thinks about it now.

The warm sunlight shining on her body made her feel that everything was so vivid. It's not just that the food tastes, it's that everything seems to have color again. The door that stood in front of her, the chains that dragged her ankles seemed to be loose.

She has been unable to move forward for a long time, but for the first time she saw the future and saw the possibility of moving forward. She finally regained the ability to move forward.

As the gods say, "You can't just cry with such beautiful eyes", and now Yukino is going to use these eyes to look at the present and move to the future under the guidance of the gods.

This is the first time that Yukino does not hate his appearance, after all, this is what the gods have praised. Maybe the gods are willing to bless because they like the way Yukino looks?

Thinking so, Yukino finally glanced at Lord Shenming's sleeping face, lay down with a happy smile, took Shiba's hand and closed his eyes.

In the dream, the rainy day that was hidden deep in the depths of memory and never wanted to recall it again reappeared, and Teacher Yonako, who had long been blurred, stood there clearly.

"Yukino has also found her own support."

Teacher Yonako's smile was just like in that ancient literature class, so warm and so nostalgic.

Yukino Baikali seems to have become herself at that time, but the strange thing is that the cold and biting rain in her memory was not beaten on her face by the wind. It was warm all over, as if a sun was shining on her alone.

She wanted to go back and find the reason, but seeing Miss Yonako for a long time made her reluctant to look away.

"Dependent?"

Yukino whispered, she's always been alone, does she have something to rely on?

"Well, isn't that the one who carries an umbrella behind you to help you shelter from the rain?"

Yonako-sensei's smile was just like in her first memory, but looking at that ordinary but friendly little round face, Yukino didn't know why she didn't envy anymore.

She turned her head to follow Ms. Hinako's gaze.

Oh, it turned out that there was no sun, and it was Hojo-kun who held a transparent umbrella to help her cover the rain.

The raindrops kept falling on the surface of the umbrella, crashing, shattering, slipping off, but it wouldn't get her wet.

As for the warmth she felt, it was the body temperature of the tall man behind her. On such a rainy day, he was as hot as a stove, and he continuously transferred heat to himself.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to be relied on?

It's so warm, I feel that as long as I have him behind me, no matter how far away I can go, no matter what difficulties I can get through, I can get through it with his support.

It's amazing, so when you dream, you can see the appearance of the gods?

Looking at the handsome face of a god, Yukino thought stupidly.

Alas? Am I dreaming?

As soon as this thought came to him, Yukino felt that the things in front of him were gradually dissipating, and first the raindrops in the sky melted away, and the sky suddenly turned blue.

And then there is Yonako-sensei, her face is no longer clear,

"Yukino, you have to live well."

Listening to this warm voice that was still as warm as in his memory, the trace of resentment towards Teacher Yonako in Yukino Baika's heart quietly dissipated.

Well, I will, I'll live well and keep moving forward.

Because, I've found my own support.

Hojo-kun, holding a transparent umbrella, was still there, but Yukino himself seemed to be constantly floating and floating into the sky.

Hojo-kun raised his face under the transparent umbrella to look at him, and his handsome face was full of smiles.

Feeling the encouragement and tolerance contained in it, Yukino opened his eyes.

"It's a nice day, Yukino."

Under the sun, the girl's face, which is completely different from the dream, is a beautiful mess in the sun.

"Well, yes, Hojo-kun."

She looked at the other party's eyes that seemed to reflect the blue sky and white clouds, and replied softly.

……

In the afternoon, Kyosuke Hojo didn't let Yotsuha work with him. Such a small girl, it's good to experience it, how can you really be a boy.

A phone call summoned the envoy and Sayaka and asked them to join the labor force.

"Why do I have to do farm work on such a beautiful weekend?"

Sayaka, who came over at the behest of Kyosuke Hojo and wore clothes that were easy for exercise, asked while pulling the grass seriously.

"In the future, it will be used to grow wheat, and when the wheat is ripe, I will grind it into flour and make small cakes."

Kyosuke Hojo and the envoy used a hoe to loosen the land that had been pulled out of weeds, which had not been cultivated for a long time, and if you wanted to use it again, you had to dig deep and turn it deeply, but fortunately, the envoy was the young master of the construction company, and he had the strength.

"Little cake?!" Zayaka's complaint disappeared instantly, and she raised her head and exclaimed.

"Yes, it's a pity that the neon climate is not suitable for growing coffee trees, otherwise we could still grow coffee trees. But don't worry, I'll ask Yukino to help buy some coffee beans. ”

Speaking of which, Kyosuke Hojo pointed to the open space in front of Yukinoya:

"Then we can build a pavilion there that doubles as a café, and we can fill it with fruit trees and flowers, and we can also make a shelf with grapes and passion fruit."

"Is this really something we can do?" Saya Kao, who had fallen into a beautiful imagination with the words of Kyosuke Hojo, suddenly woke up, and the future that was too good became a dream.

"I can do it, in fact, I have already had this idea, and I will bring the wood and tools I need from home."

The envoy stopped his hoe, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel hanging around his neck, and then said categorically.

"So, is Itomori really going to have a café?" Zao Yexiang said excitedly.

Looking at the energy that was about to overflow in the other party's eyes, Kyosuke Hojo nodded. Even if they can't do it, it's a big deal that they will transfer a large number of troops from Tokyo when the time comes, and there will definitely be subordinates who run a construction company at home, right?

After a while, Miyasui Mitsuba's body was already very tired, and Kyosuke Hojo beckoned the two friends to come over and rest together, and Yukino Baikali had already prepared barley tea for them.

"Hojo-kun, is it really okay if I don't go to help?"

Because there are more envoys in the family, this boy is wearing only an orange T-shirt, and Yukino is dressed in a dark green Jinhei.

Jinpei is a traditional neon costume with wide sleeves that resembles a haori.

She was kneeling in the hallway, with a round futon underneath her. As she spoke, she bowed slightly and poured tea for Kyosuke Hojo.

The clear tea flows smoothly from the spout of the pot into Kyosuke Hojo's cup, and although it is just the most ordinary barley tea, it seems to be a treasure that can only be enjoyed in Tokyo's top tea rooms with the pleasing action of Yukino Herb.

"It's okay, you look at Zaiya Xiang like that, even if she asks her to rest, she won't be."

Kyosuke Hojo took the chilled barley tea and drank it all, as if all the fatigue after the work had been taken away by the cool and sweet tea.

This barley tea was bought from the supermarket when they came in the morning, and then Yukino poured it out and processed it a little and chilled it.

"I always feel embarrassed, everyone is working, but I'm playing with the four leaves here." Yukino said embarrassedly.

"Yukino, you'd better take care of your body, and then we'll plant persimmon trees together."

Shiba said that what she was eating in her mouth was a snack that she gave to Yukino Baixiang as a gift in the morning. Just now, she has managed to become the kind of friend who can call her name directly.

"That's right, Mr. Yukino, your health is really bad, you must eat more in the future!"

Zao Yexiang was finally too tired to come over to rest, and the envoy behind him didn't speak, just nodded to Teacher Guwen, and took a cup of barley tea and drank it all.

Seeing that his beloved Saya Xiang was coming, Shiba immediately abandoned his new friend Yukino and ran over.

Yukino didn't feel lost about this, because Hojo-kun was sitting next to her.

The afternoon sun is blocked by the eaves, and in the spacious corridor, the barefoot Shiba happily runs between Yukino and Hayaka, and is very busy.

Saya Xiang held a bag of potato chips that Four Leaves gave her, looked at the empty courtyard, and imagined the café that had not yet been seen.

The envoy leaned against a nearby pillar, dappled sunlight on the mud-stained vamps of his shoes.

Kyosuke Hojo sat on the edge of the hallway, his legs dangling in the air, and a cool breeze blew from time to time on the overhead level below the hallway.

Yukino knees on a futon and in front of him is a wooden tray with a glass pot of amber barley tea.

The wind that flowed through the hall ruffled the broken hair on her forehead, but it didn't take her eyes off for half a minute, she was quietly looking at the man.

The weather was so nice.

……

Following

Tokyo, Sendagi, bachelor apartment

Kyosuke Hojo opened his eyes, the three curtains of the balcony next to him were properly drawn, and the room was dark, but the light leaking out of the curtain cracks told him that it was not early.

Miyasui Sanye finally remembered to pull the curtains.

Thinking so gratifyingly, Kyosuke Hojo, who never stayed in bed, did not get up immediately after waking up, but picked up his mobile phone a little nervously.

He wanted to see what had happened yesterday.

The first is the memo

"I went to the Chidori's Abyss cruise with Sakura, Glass, and Naoka, and it was so beautiful and fun."

"And Sakura, Glass, Naoka went to Chidorigafuchi Park for a picnic, so beautiful, delicious."

"And Sakura, Glass, and Naoka went shopping on the Meguro River, and it was so beautiful and delicious."

Gone! Gone?

Kyosuke Hojo returned to the memo to see if there were any other food reviews. After all, according to the consistent style of Miyasui Sanye, even if you don't record what happened, you will not miss any of the food you have eaten, from the shape of the food, taste, texture, and feeling after eating.

However, no, there are only three simple words in chronological order.

He opened the album again, and there were a lot of photos here, a group photo of the girls, a group photo of him and the girls, and a group photo.

Collectively? Who's taking pictures?

Kyosuke Hojo hurriedly looked at LINE, oh, it turned out that Onizuka helped them shoot it.

Then he actually saw his mother's chat history in the message list, on which were some photos taken yesterday, as well as his mother's fancy compliments, and a reply in Sakura's tone at a glance.

Oh, it turned out that Sakura taught her to send it. Kyosuke Hojo also wondered why Miyasui Mitsuha actually knew to send a photo to his mother.

I looked at the dialog boxes of a few girls again, and the final message was basically "I'm so happy today, let's go together at next year's cherry blossom festival." Conversations like that.

Miraculous, hasn't the palace water sand been recognized? It's impossible.,Don't talk about Sakura's guy.,Even Naoka should be able to see that something is wrong, right?

Looking at the messages on his phone that were not the same as usual, Kyosuke Hojo felt incredible.

Got up from bed, today is going to school, and there is no time to continue to delve in.

I took a shower as usual, opened the fridge and took out the milk, found the bread, sat down on the sofa and prepared to settle breakfast.

Then he saw a piece of paper on the table with words written on it, which was the handwriting of Miyasui Sanye.

"I met Miki Okutera tonight in Meguro River, but I didn't recognize her, and she seemed a little angry. I'm sorry, please apologize. ”

That's right!

After reading it, Kyosuke Hojo breathed a sigh of relief, if nothing happened, then something would be wrong, right? Although the note said sorry, he didn't want to blame Miyasui Sanye at all, the other party had done a good enough job, if he and Sakura stayed for a day at a time like the Sakura Festival......

It's kind of terrifying when you think about it.

Keeping this matter in mind, he quickly settled his breakfast, picked up his mobile phone, keys and other things and went out.

He still has things to do before going to school, the comic is finished, and the next step is to submit. He didn't know how to submit it himself, and originally Eriri said that she would solve it, but Kyosuke Hojo, who was still ashamed, refused.

It's okay, Tetsuta Samisaki will take care of it.

As long as you print it out and hand it to the other party, Tetsuta Samisaki will definitely use his clever brain to send his manga to the rightful place, and Kyosuke Hojo believes in the ability of his chosen military advisor.

Five copies were printed, and the stacks looked as spectacular as the test papers that the teacher had brought before the summer vacation in his previous life.

When I came to school, I was delayed by looking at my mobile phone and printing, so it was already close to the time of early reading, and I couldn't see other students at the school gate except for the two people in charge of discipline.

"Good chief."

If it were someone else, they would all walk into the school at this time, and the two strong men at the door would definitely slam each other's buttocks with a bamboo knife.

But the person who came was the beloved chief, and the two who looked at the vicinity and saw that there was no one else nearby, immediately bowed ninety degrees and said hello.

Kyosuke Hojo nodded with a smile, made a note of their appearance, and decided to practice for these two good guys in the afternoon club activities, such a sensible child can't study hard.

"Good morning, Hojo."

"Good morning, Hojo-san."

……

After Tetsuta Samisaki said hello, the other students who were already immersed in their studies also greeted them warmly. It's been a while since school started, and everyone was a little afraid of Kyosuke Hojo at the beginning, after all, this ruthless man single-handedly defeated the bad organization that dominated Dongcheng as soon as he entered school.

But after getting along for a while, everyone found that this "handsless demon" who was feared by the entire Tokyo university community was unexpectedly easy to get along with, so slowly everyone became familiar with him.

Kyosuke Hojo also smiled and said hello one by one.

"Why are you so late today?" Tetsuta Shisaki asked.

"No, for this." Kyosuke Hojo took out the thick pile of manga from his school bag, and printed it all on A4 paper.

"Comics?"

Seeing that Kyosuke Hojo was handed over with one hand, Tetsuta Shisaki stretched out his left hand to take it without thinking about it. Unexpectedly, I almost hurt my wrist as soon as I caught it, so I quickly supported it with my right hand.

"So much!"

"No, that's five."

Tetsuta Shisaki didn't rush to read the content of the manga, because he knew that his eldest brother must have something to explain to him.

"You can help me find a few comic magazines to submit to."

"Why did you suddenly think of drawing comics?"

Carefully placing the manga in his hand on the table, Samisaki asked as he read it.

"Lack of money." Kyosuke Hojo said as a matter of course.

"Didn't you just get a salary of three million yen from the instructors of the kendo clubs of two schools the other day? Spent so quickly? ”

Samisaki asked in surprise, knowing that you can eat, there is no need to be so exaggerated, right?

"That's not true, it's just that there are a lot of places where you need to use money."

Hojo Kyosuke explained, although he told Miyasui Mitsuha that he was not polite and used his money, but today he found that the other party only used a small amount of money.

"That's three million, isn't that enough for you? What do you want? "Misaki Tetsuta suddenly got a little excited, is his eldest brother ready to do big things.

"Well, it's a lot of things. Like the motorcycle given to me by Brother Masa, I haven't returned the gift yet, and that little money is not even enough for the motorcycle. I also plan to buy the apartment I live in now, and I also want to buy a house in Tokyo. ”

Kyosuke Hojo looked at his military advisor and told him some of his plans for the future.

"Similar to the western-style building over in Shoto, Shibuya Ward?"

Shisaki Tetsuta asked, he naturally didn't think that what his eldest brother wanted to buy would be an ordinary one-family building in the suburbs that could be done for twenty or thirty million, and what he could make his eldest brother a target must be a high-end residence.

The Shibuya Shoto area he mentioned is one of the top five residential areas in Tokyo, and unlike other high-end residential areas, the residences here are all built in a variety of Western styles, and the Western-style houses look quite classy. Of course, there are also rich people who can be called by neon names who live here.

"It's not that kind of western-style building, I want to find that kind of ancient style house." Kyosuke Hojo said.

"The kind that resembles a gym?"

"Almost, right?"

"That kind of old house is uncomfortable and expensive to live in, why not buy a high-end apartment directly in Minato?"

Shisaki Tetsu said seriously, he didn't have the slightest doubt that his eldest brother would be able to earn the money to buy these mansions.

It's better to say that if excellent people like their eldest brother can't live in a good house, the neon country is really going to end.

"But don't you think it's interesting to sit on the edge of the edge, looking at the dry landscape in the courtyard, and listening to the sound of startled deer?

Think about it, watching the cherry blossoms at night in spring, looking at the stars in summer, enjoying the full moon in autumn, and the first snow in winter. ”

"Buy! But be sure to invite me to a drink when the time comes! ”

Tetsuta Shisaki swallowed everything in his mouth, which was not easy to manage, cold in winter and hot in summer, and on birds, and turned his head and began to read his eldest brother's comics.

Kyosuke Hojo smiled in his heart, and sure enough, the neon people in the second middle school to the bones just can't refuse these things. Unlike him, a foreigner in his soul, who looks at these things with a novel eye, Shisaki really looks like he will climb to the rooftop in the middle of the night and look at the stars in the sky and imagine the future.

No, maybe not hidden.

"One Punch Man?"

Tesaki Tetsuta finally whispered, although the morning reading had already begun, he still didn't take out the textbook because he was already attracted by the name.

"Heroes of interest"

Just like everyone who sees the meaning of One-Punch Man, Tesaki Tetsuta was conquered by this sentence in an instant.

"Heroes"

Seeing Saitama, who is an ordinary person, desperately fighting the crab people for a nasty imp, Shisaki Tetsuta thought of what his eldest brother said to him last time, and thought of himself and Hanagaki Takemichi.

It turns out that this is a hero, I don't agree with you, but for the sake of the ideal in my heart, I will gamble my life to fight.

Big brother, he has put all the understanding of heroes in his heart in this comic!

Looking at the manga, Tesaki Tetsuta's heart gradually became hot.

"Got invincible power......

But my heart still can't be satisfied......"

At the end of the second episode, Tetsuta Samisaki saw the shiny bald head and saw Saitama's lonely back.

Invincible loneliness, what a realm this is! It turns out that it's because of this that the eldest brother doesn't lead the rampaging angels to conquer the entire Tokyo bad world?

Adhering to the theory that the work is a tool that reflects the author's heart, Tesaki Tetsuta feels that he has learned more about his big brother through this manga.

There is no need to read any more, if such a cartoon cannot be published and cannot be seen by people all over the world, it will be a loss for humanity!

"Chief, leave it to me, bet your life, I will definitely make this comic published smoothly!"

On the morning reading, which was full of reading, the stupid guy named Tetsuta Misaki stood up abruptly and began his first step in Amway's "One Punch Man".

The sound of reading stopped abruptly, and the students looked at each other, followed by a lively discussion. Finally, the representative of Hanagaki Takemi, who had a good relationship with Hojo Kyosuke, asked:

"Hojo-san, did you draw a manga?"

"Ah, that's right."

It's a good social death, this guy is smashing, give me a hundred times after school, and you can see how weak you are.

Kyosuke Hojo, who smiled on the surface and collapsed inside, said.

"What's your name?"

"Which magazine are you going to serialize?"

"When will I be able to buy it?"

……

got the reply, and the classmates next to him also became excited and asked nonsense.

Seeing this scene, someone who died in the society finally felt a little relieved, as if at least there was no need to worry about sales, he reached out and took a manga from Tesaki Tetsuta and handed it to Takeshi Hanagaki.

"I don't know when it will be published yet, so I'm just asking Samisaki to help me submit it. But I can let you take a look at it first. ”

"Really? Unpublished manga just let us see it? ”

Holding the comic with "One Punch Man" written in both hands, Takemichi Hanagaki asked excitedly.

"It's limited to our class, so you shouldn't spread the word, right?"

Although he asked, Kyosuke Hojo was not worried at all. Although he didn't think so, the name of the most violent gang in Tokyo was not for nothing. For these students, his deterrent power is much higher than that of any principal.

"Don't worry, we will never let down Hojo-san's trust! If there is that kind of person, I, Hanagaki Martial Dao, will never let him go! ”

Hanagaki Takemichi squeezed the A4 paper tightly and said with a flushed face. Although he is weak, if that situation really occurs, even if he bites his teeth to the end.

Standing there, Tetsuta Shisaki wanted to stop his eldest brother's actions, but he didn't trust human nature. It's just that before he could speak, the eldest brother directly handed the comic to Hanagaki Martial Arts, and he could only give up.

Looking around, he decided to keep an eye on the comic and never let him appear outside the classroom.

The following morning, the teachers of Kyosuke Hojo's class noticed that the students in each class were holding an A4 paper with a manga printed on it, and after reading it, they passed it to the back without stopping, and then took the manga passed by the person in front of them and continued to read.

Fortunately, the teachers who teach in this class have a consensus, but whenever something unconventional happens, ask if it is related to Kyosuke Hojo.

Soon the teachers in the whole office knew:

The most violent and best achievement in history, Koichi Hojo, who dominated the bad world, drew a manga called "One Punch Man".

Then, the whole grade quickly knew, and then, the whole East Side knew.

At the end of class, countless people from other classes and other grades were walking around outside Kyosuke's class in Hojo, wanting to inquire about it. However, those who have read the manga have abided by Kyosuke Hojo's words and have not dared to spread the word at all.

In the end, it was Tesaki Tetsuta who went out and scolded them, and those people dispersed, but they all made up their minds to buy them as soon as they went on sale.

Lunch break, rooftop

"Total length ~~"

Hideyoshi Onizuka said with a hint of flattery in his beating, and Kyosuke Hojo jerked his temples twice, and waved his hand twice with his eyes closed, signaling Tesaki Tetsuta to quickly hand the manga to the goods.

"Thank you, Chief."

Hideyoshi Onizuka took the manga and hurriedly carried a chair to the side with Ryuji Danma to read it, and soon a series of "Si Guoyi" came from there.

Hearing the news that Kyosuke Hojo had drawn a manga, Kyosuke Maki naturally followed him over to find out.

Picking up a manga and flipping it through twice, although he had never read a manga before, the excellent art and dynamic storyboard made him know immediately that it was a good work.

"That's good, Hojo."

"Haha, can Brother Maki understand this kind of comic?"

Facing Kyosuke Maki, Kyosuke Hojo won't have a headache, after all, the original intention of wanting to make money is to return the gift to the other party.

"What the hell do you think of me, I'm also a fun-loving high school student, okay?" Kyosuke Maki laughed.

High school students?

Kyosuke Hojo looked at Kyosuke Maki, whose head was almost up to the pergola, and was silent.

"Do you need my help with the serialized thing? I still know some people in the publishing industry at home. Big Brother said.

"Let's let Samisaki try it first, if it doesn't work, let's talk about it."

Kyosuke Hojo didn't say no, he was never someone who would refuse to take shortcuts. He would have rejected Ying Lili before because he still had confidence, and if he didn't have these useful subordinates, he would have agreed to come down at that time.

"It's okay, don't be polite when the time comes."

After saying that, Kyosuke Maki also sat down on the side, eating fruit and reading manga.

Kyosuke Hojo started to take a nap.,The book "Love Metronome" was soaked like that by Miyasui Mitsuba's tears.,He doesn't plan to continue reading it.,I want to buy a copy again later.,But there's no rush now.。

Tetsuta Shisaki, who was holding his mobile phone on the side, kept flipping through the address book, and as a military advisor, he had the contact information of all the subordinates in the organization and basic family information.

Kyosuke Hojo doesn't mind taking shortcuts, and even less does he, a person who has regarded his big brother as a lifelong pursuit from the beginning. Isn't it natural for subordinates to take refuge under the command of the chief and make contributions to the chief within their capabilities?

Soon he found a subordinate whose father was the chief editor of Weekly Shonen High, but unfortunately the other party was from the Roppongi branch.

After some communication, it was decided that Roppongi would be able to study after school, and Tetsuta Samisaki began to study with peace of mind.

Towards the end of the lunch break, Hideyoshi Onizuka came over to return the manga, and it was another rainbow fart, saying that he would definitely take all his friends to buy support after the serialization.

Kyosuke Hojo smiled and thanked him, and then told him to hurry up and get out.

"Oh, by the way, chief, there's one more thing."

Eiji Onizuka stood at the door of the rooftop, one foot already stepping into the stairwell.

"What's the matter?"

Because he didn't need to rush to another school building, Kyosuke Hojo still sat on a recliner.

"The author of "Metronome of Love" would like to thank you."

"What?" Kyosuke Hojo frowned, instinctively feeling that Hideyoshi Onizuka seemed to be doing something again.

"That's it, anyway, the other party wants to talk to you!" After saying that, Hideyoshi Onizuka was about to rush into the stairs and run away.

Bang!

"Yingji, you just stay here and explain it to the chief!"

Ryuji's smiling voice came from behind the door, and Eikichi Onizuka slammed the door twice, only to find that the other party was still in the way.

"Bastard Ryuuji, I won't share any of the contact information of those beautiful girls I added yesterday with you!" Hideyoshi Onizuka shouted.

"Haha, I've already uploaded it to my phone."

"Bastard!"

Hideyoshi Onizuka said angrily, but even though the chief who seemed to be exuding a black ominous aura was approaching step by step, he didn't forget to snap his tongue. In just a few syllables, he shouted for five seconds before it ended.

"Come here and sit down."

Kyosuke Hojo lifted Hideyoshi Onizuka, who was squatting on the ground, grabbed the collar like a chicken and lifted the other party off the ground.

I have to say that the quality of this dress is very good, and it is not bad to carry such a strong man who is more than one meter eight.

"What's the matter with the author of 'Metronome of Love' asking me to meet?"

"I just want to express my admiration for the chief." Eiji Onizuka sat on a small round stool twenty centimeters high, turned his head to look at the sky on the side, and didn't dare to look at his boss's face at all.

No matter how stupid he is, he can see that the chief doesn't know that beautiful writer at all, this is miserable, and I'm afraid that what he did before will be liquidated.

"Sit up straight and start from the beginning!"

Kyosuke Hojo's brows furrowed, and his tone gradually turned cold. For a two-skinned face like Hideyoshi Onizuka, if he is not fierce, the other party can keep talking until school and not tell the truth.

"Yes, Chief!"

Looking at Kyosuke Hojo's eyes full of ferocious aura, Hideyoshi Onizuka suddenly felt an encouragement.

"Last time, Ryuji Danma and I came to ask you for love skills, and you told us to watch "Love Metronome", and then ......

Then I met ...... when I went to Akihabara the other day And then that super beautiful writer asked me to send you an invitation. ”

Kyosuke Hojo pinched Harumaki's acupoint and felt a headache.

These idiots really can't let their guard down for a moment, and they should have made it clear to them directly that time. But except for the talent of Onizuka, no one else should have done such a thing, right? It should be enough for an organization to have such talents, right?

However, this incident can be regarded as his own cause, so he doesn't intend to blame Hideyoshi Onizuka.

"Say no for me."

Kyosuke Hojo, who was about to wave his hand, stopped suddenly, lowered his head and repeatedly confirmed that he was not holding any books in his hand, and then waved his hand to signal the other party to get out.

"But on what grounds?"

Although it was bad, Hideyoshi Onizuka, who has always been very polite, asked carefully.

"I want to go."

Tetsuta Sasaki, who was on the side, listened to Hideyoshi Onizuka's words and quickly refined the keywords.

got the recommendation of the chief manager, and the book that died violently suddenly began to sell out, 100,000 copies

This matter must be exploited, there is no reason why a long sentence can make a book that no one cares about sell 100,000 copies, but his own comics are not popular, right?

After Hideyoshi Onizuka walked out of the rooftop with a frown, he also quickly followed under the pretext that there was something.

Shisaki is so smart, he shouldn't embarrass me, right?

Kyosuke Hojo thought to himself as he touched the glass plate next to him for the fruit.

He could see at a glance that Shisaki was ready to make a fuss about this matter, but the other party had always been very reliable in doing things before, so he decided to give him trust for the time being.

After school, Tetsuta Samisaki didn't give his eldest brother a chance to train himself, and directly announced that he had left early, and Hideyoshi Onizuka also left early. It's just that the latter usually fish for three days and dry nets for two days, which is not surprising.

It's almost May, and the National Kendo Tournament for Middle School Students at the end of July is not far off, although Brother Maki said that he will definitely win with his own strength.

But Kyosuke Hojo, who has always lacked a sense of security, still decided to cash out his talent a little more, otherwise it would be bad if a few powerful guys ran out and let him overturn.

On the other side, Tetsuta Shisaki quickly came to Roppongi on a motorcycle, and found Masao Shimomura, whose father was the chief editor of "Weekly Shonen High", in a café.

In addition to Masao Shimomura, there are also two heads of the branch, two brothers, Gray Valley Lan and Gray Valley Gentian.

Since the morning, a manga has been drawn in the chat room of the Rampage Angel, who is rumored to be the head of the Crazy Chief, Kyosuke Hojo. A few of those who were in the same class as Kyosuke Hojo joined the rampaging angels in it and showed off vigorously, blowing it so much that it was called a sky. However, the specific content was not said, which made people in other branches itch to watch.

Therefore, as soon as he heard the report from his subordinates that the military advisor had something related to this comic that he wanted to discuss, the Gray Valley brothers came with him, just to have a glimpse.

After sitting down, Tetsuta Samisaki didn't have the appetite to hang a few people, and directly handed them three copies of the manga.

From the beginning, he didn't plan to submit articles in accordance with the rules and regulations, he knew that the rules of this society must be used if there is a relationship.

After receiving this task, Samisaki urgently made up for the manga magazine-related things. Knowing that "Weekly Shonen High" is one of the largest publishing houses of Neon, the most popular comic magazine under Yingjisha, and it is also one of the three major comic magazines of Neon.

Now that there are such good options, other magazines don't have to think about it.

"Shimomura, your father is the chief editor of Weekly Shonen High?" Although it has been confirmed on LINE before, it is still necessary to confirm it in person.

"Yes, just got promoted this year." Shimomura Masao reluctantly took his eyes off the manga, raised his head and replied respectfully.

"Later, when your father is free, the chief and I will talk to your father about the comic series, can you help coordinate it?"

"No problem!" Shimomura Masao immediately replied that as a bad thing, as the only child in the family, he could easily agree to this for his father.

"Very well, I thank you on behalf of the chief."

The conversation ended happily, and on the other side, Hideyoshi Onizuka, who also left early, rode a motorcycle to Wako City according to the orders of the military advisor Tesaki Tetsuta.

Thanks for the tips and monthly passes, and ask for monthly passes every day

(End of chapter)