The next day, Kyosuke Hojo, who had just arrived at the school, received good news from Tetsuta Misaki: the chief editor of Weekly Shonen High, one of Neon's three major manga magazines, would discuss with him at home tonight about the serialization of manga.

"That's reliable, Sasaki!" Kyosuke Hojo said as he patted Tetsuta Shisaki on the shoulder.

"It's all what I'm supposed to do."

As a weak creature that is attached to a giant tree for survival, Tetsuta Misaki knows that he must show his own value, and it is absolutely not advisable to blindly ask for it. The task assigned by the eldest brother must be done 100% perfectly!

"How did you do that?"

"It's just a small trick, it's not worth mentioning." Shisaki Tetsu said too reservedly.

That's the truth, he just told the father of the subordinate that the author of the manga could make a best-selling light writer with one sentence, and the author of the manga was the worst in Tokyo.

In an information-sensitive industry like the publishing industry, it is naturally not a fool to be the editor, and with such a gimmick, there is certainly no possibility that this comic will not be successful.

"When you get the manuscript fee, please have a big meal!" Kyosuke Hojo didn't ask any more questions, as the boss, if he had to ask everything clearly, wouldn't that be against his original intention?

During the lunch break, Hideyoshi Onizuka came to report the follow-up to last night's incident, which once again made Kyosuke Hojo marvel at the tricks of the bad guys.

"It's a pity that you told us not to go overboard, or there will be more interesting punishments waiting for those bastards." Hideyoshi Onizuka said with a look of pity.

"No, no, no, I think that's it, those three guys shouldn't dare to enter Wenjing District in their lives." Kyosuke Hojo said hurriedly.

"Also, Chief, your faithful subordinate has a request that is the only thing in his life."

After finishing the matter, Hideyoshi Onizuka, who did not leave according to the custom, stood aside, like a bee, rubbing his hands together in front of him.

"If you know you shouldn't say it, don't say it." Kyosuke Hojo interrupted directly.

"Huh?"

Did I just say, "I have a sentence that I should not say more than I should say"?

Hideyoshi Onizuka turned to look at Ryuji Danma with a question mark on his face, and the latter, who had a good understanding of him, first shook his head, and then kicked his ass hard, motioning for him to continue.

"Chief ~~ If I can't fulfill this wish, I won't be able to become a Buddha after I die!" The stupid said in a voice as greasy as melted asphalt.

"Isn't it good if you can't become a Buddha, the succubi in hell are more cute than the other." Kyosuke Hojo looked at a haiku book by Matsuo Basho and said without looking back.

"Really!?" Hideyoshi Onizuka became excited when he heard this, and he could see that he cared a lot about whether he could become a Buddha or not.

"Stupid Eiji, hurry up and get down to business!" In the middle of the bullet, Ryuji jumped up and hammered Eiji Onizuka on the head.

"Bullet room, I think it's better for you to talk about it."

"Yes!" Ryuji's face turned bitter and he walked up from behind.

"Actually, Ingji and I want to ask if the chief can draw a hero based on us in the future comics."

"Huh!?"

As soon as he heard this, Tetsuta Shisaki, who had thought that the two fools were going to do something stupid, immediately raised his head.

yes, I didn't think of that.

If it appeared in my eldest brother's work, wouldn't it make all the neon see the friendship between me and my eldest brother?

"Chief, I also have a once-in-a-lifetime request, and if I can't fulfill it, I won't be able to close my eyes after I die."

"You guys ......"

Kyosuke Hojo closed his eyes and decided to arrange a weirdo for them alone. You tell me your names and it's not Ichiro Fortune or Lady Fortune or anything like that, otherwise it's no problem to arrange you as Saitama Sensei's iron plate follower.

Wake up every morning, "Fortune, where are you?" Get rich, come here. Isn't this the end of a good day? Even Saitama Sensei, who has an emotional problem, will be happy.

Because I have to go to Roppongi to discuss the manga serialization, Kyosuke Hojo can't have dinner with Miki Okuji today.

"Are the editors of manga magazines so rich?" As he rode his motorcycle towards Roppongi, Kyosuke Hojo asked Tetsuta Shisaki in a loud voice.

Otherwise, why would the editor, whose editorial office is located in Chiyoda-ku, make his home in Roppongi, Minato-ku, because Minato Ward has one of the highest average housing prices in Tokyo.

"I don't know, maybe it's an ancestral property." Misaki Tetsuta replied.

"Damn Tokyoite."

Meanwhile, in an ordinary one-family building in Roppongi, the chief editor of the "Weekly Shonen High" named Tetsuya Shimomura sits in the living room, drinking tea and thinking about the pie delivered to the door.

Although the junior high school student named Misaki Tetsuta only sent a few pages of unrelated manga to himself, he could still easily see the mature drawing skills and excellent storyboards of that manga with his eyes. Even if you don't submit through your own son but through normal channels, there is a high probability that you can pass.

But now, knowing that the comic author himself is a person with great influence and his own traffic, his heart is active again, so he can't be treated as an ordinary newcomer.

"Weekly Shonen High" officially relied on constantly discovering (squeezing) new talents, grabbing market share from the other two comic industry overlords, and finally became the three major comic magazines. Naturally, they have a unique system for cultivating new people, that is, their cruel and fair questionnaire supremacy.

The rules of their magazine are based on the ten issues after the new serialization of a work, and the opinions of readers in each issue during the period are synthesized to determine the fate of the work. The data of each issue will be reflected in the front and back positions of the manga typesetting, and if the popularity index continues to rank at the bottom, it will make way for a new serialization.

Of course, when a new work is serialized, it will take about one to two months to be treated leniently, and it will not be cut in half because the ranking of one or two issues is behind.

However, celebrities like Kyosuke Hojo, who have many fans in their own right, draw manga, and there is no doubt that they will be at the top of the questionnaire for the first time.

Although they will draw the questionnaire according to the ratio of male to female readers, age, social level, etc.

However, anyone with a brain knows who the main readers of their "Weekly Shonen High" are. Although there is a scientific computing system. But in fact, more consideration is given to young readers, that is, students from the second and third grades of primary school to the third grade of junior high school that the editorial department has already decided. Considering the difference in purchasing power, it can even be directly said that the main purchasing force is the middle school student.

And the manga artist named Kyosuke Hojo, according to his son, happened to have unparalleled influence in the middle and high school circles of Tokyo. And that Tesaki Tetsuta said, a word can make a best-selling thing.

He also asked the people from the publishing house to investigate, and it was true! It was supposed to be returned to the publisher just because one of his recommendations sparked a buying wave among teenagers and became a bestseller.

If that's all it takes, the most important thing is that from his son's mobile phone, he saw that the person named Kyosuke Hojo had a face much more handsome than the popular idols. You must know that girly manga is also a big selling point of their magazine!

If those girls know that the author is such a handsome person, even if the quality of the work is not good, they will have a large number of fans.

Now, the guy named Kyosuke Hojo hasn't even been serialized yet, so it's almost certain that he's going to dominate the top of their questionnaire. If the quality of the comics is really good, even the cover color page is not impossible to consider.

Of course, all of this is something that can drive magazine sales, and it is too late for him to be happy. What he is struggling with now is how to make this guy who doesn't look like a cartoonist, but more like a rich man's son to experience life, and serialize as many comics as possible, so that "Weekly Shonen High" can take advantage of this opportunity to expand its readership base again and win more market share.

It is precisely because of this willingness that he chose the meeting place in his own home, rather than a more suitable place for talking about things such as the editorial office or a café, in order to get closer to each other from the beginning of the meeting.

Ding dong~

The doorbell rang, and Tetsuya Shimomura just wanted to stand up and tidy up his clothes to greet the visitors, but his son, who had been looking at his phone and smirking after school, had already got up from the sofa and rushed out of the door.

Seeing his son's appearance, he unconsciously thought of his Chihuahua's desperate rush after hearing the sound of dog food and stainless steel dog basin colliding. When I came home from work, I had never seen him greet him so positively, and Shimomura Tetsuya had a sadness in his heart.

Forget it, compared to before, since his boss was replaced by this young man named Kyosuke Hojo, Masao has changed a lot for the better. At least I don't usually say those rather rude words and become a lot more polite.,After school, I'll stay in school honestly to participate in kendo club activities.,At home, I'll share some interesting things in school with them.,Although it's all about how good their chief is.,But it's always going in a good direction.。

That is, from his own son, Tetsuya Shimomura saw the terrifying influence of Kyosuke Hojo. His own bastard son only occasionally attends a rally at night, and can imitate him because he worships him, and produces such a change.

What does a caricature drawn by such a person look like? Decades in the industry,Step by step to climb to the position of editor,I've seen countless comics.,I thought that even the new works of those palace-level cartoonists wouldn't make him look forward to it anymore.,I didn't expect that now I have such expectations for a completely new person's work.。

Tetsuya Shimomura stood up, meticulously sorted out the suit on his body, and came to the entrance, with a reserved smile on his face as the editor of the three major manga magazines, ready to fight Hojo Kyosuke.

"Chief, you've worked hard!"

There was a super energetic shout from his son outside the door, and Tetsuya Shimomura was suffocated. Masao, he's never spoken to me like that.

Forget it, forget it, just let him contact him first, and he will definitely do this to me in the future, a sad sigh from Neon's father.

"You don't have to call me the chief in your family, I thank you for your help when things go so smoothly, I should have told you that I worked hard."

A refreshing-sounding sound, as clear as the cold wind on an ice field, came from outside the door.

This is Kyosuke Hojo, right? It's really polite.,No wonder the man has become much more polite.。 It seems that there is going to be more attention to this matter, so that he can teach Masao more in the future, Tetsuya Shimomura thought to himself.

"It's not a big deal, old man, their magazine just had a writer who died in a plane crash, and they just need a comic to fill the vacancy, and to have an excellent cartoonist like you, the chief manager, to contribute, this is a big help to them!"

Tetsuya Shimomura's hand clinging to the seam of his pants trembled slightly, and he silently said in his heart, "I gave birth to myself!" The son of the Nakamura family next door just ran away from home yesterday, and Masao is good enough. ”

Finally, with the sound of the lock cylinder turning, the main door opened.

"Good afternoon, Hojo-san, Shisaki-san." The editor, who had already sorted out his expression, said in a calm voice.

"Good afternoon, Shimomura editor, excuse me." Kyosuke Hojo said hello, and Tetsuta Shisaki behind him also said hello.

Changing into slippers for guests, the group returned to the living room.

Because I wanted to talk about things, I didn't sit on the sofa, but came to the table that was wiped clean.

Tetsuta Samisaki put the manga in the file bag on the table, and because the intention of cooperation had been determined in advance, this time they only came to discuss details such as treatment, so they didn't say too much to each other.

"Is this One Punch Man?"

Looking at the yellow document bag, Tetsuya Shimomura's throat twitched, as if he had seen a beauty that he had not seen in a hundred years.

"Yes, please also ask Shimomura to edit the long axe." Kyosuke Hojo said politely.

"Then you're welcome." After getting the agreement, Tetsuya Shimomura couldn't wait to open the file bag and take out the comics.

Without looking at the specific content for the first time, he first flipped through the side from beginning to end. Fortunately, the painting skills are all the same, and the two pages I saw before are not exceptions. After making sure of this, he turned back to the first page.

The cover is colorful, with a large black title "ONE-PUNCHMAN" and below it is a bald man who occupies 90 percent of the page, with a grim expression and no eyebrows. The white cloak on his back flew up, his fist wore red gloves, and a few fluttering white lines were drawn to indicate the fist wind, and behind him was a strange man with a big hole in his chest.

Yes, although the appearance is a bit problematic as the protagonist, it can also be used as another type of protagonist.

Well? Shattering a city-destroying monster to pieces with a single blow? Yes, never-before-seen ideas!

Push-ups, squats, sit-ups, long-distance running, without air conditioning? A breakthrough from body to perseverance to endurance? It's like a joke, but it's also surprisingly scientific.

……

After reading it for a while, Tetsuya Shimomura closed the manga with satisfaction.

"Hojo-san, frankly, your manga is actually ......," Tetsuya Shimomura said with a deep groan.

Even if it has the potential to become a hit, it should be squeezed as much as possible. You also have to find a way to get the other party to sign a certain serial period to avoid the other party from running away and breaking off the change when you have had enough!

Masao, you kid, take a good look at the majesty of your father and me as the chief editor!

"Dad, don't talk nonsense, do you know how many people in Tokyo are waiting to see this manga, and if they can't see this manga, you editorial department don't know how many rocks will be thrown." Shimomura said.

"Shimomura, be polite when talking to your father!" Hojo Kyosuke scolded, and after he finished speaking, he remembered that there were two Shimomura here, and quickly turned his head again:

"I'm sorry, Editorial Chief Shimomura, I'm talking to Masao Shimomura."

"Hehe, it's okay." Tetsuya Shimomura smiled awkwardly, then took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Originally, since I decided to serialize it earlier, I would like to give the best treatment to the chief as soon as possible." Shimomura muttered.

"Shimomura!" Kyosuke Hojo's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then he smiled awkwardly at Shimomura's editor, who returned the same awkward smile.

"Father, I'm sorry I was rude." Shimomura apologized for his skillful training in school.

Although, when he heard "Father-sama" that he had never heard even when he was begging for pocket money, Tetsuya Shimomura was immediately moved.

"Hojo-san, you are a good person, I will transfer Masao to Tojo Middle School next week, please help me educate him well in the future. I'll be the editor of your comics myself! The treatment is also according to the highest standards of newcomers! ”

Tetsuya Shimomura stretched out his two hands to hold Kyosuke Hojo's hand and said affectionately.

"Hehe......"

I don't know how, but I just need to smile now, right? Kyosuke Hojo smiled and stretched out his other hand, and the four hands were clasped tightly together.

In the end, Shimomura's chief editor gave a fee of 15,000 yen per draft, and although the 80-page manga that Kyosuke Hojo prepared for the first time was a bit much, he still made a decision to serialize it all without cutting it. Because most of those overly long parts are battle scenes, although they take up a lot of space, they also look very happy under the excellent storyboard and drawing skills.

The details of the serialization will be discussed tomorrow when the editors meet, but Tetsuya Shimomura promises that the manga will appear in this Saturday's magazine!

The only problem is.

"Hojo-san, are you going to use your real name or a pen name?"

Is it time to choose a name again? This question was also asked to him, but at that time, Kyosuke Hojo casually diverted the topic.

Could it be called Xiaobei? Xiaojing? Or a pen name in Sakura's name?

Kyosuke Hojo, who was named a waster, was in distress.

"USE A PEN NAME, LET'S CALL IT EGOIST."

Struggled for a long time.,Hojo Kyosuke, who thought of the name of the same club in Ei Riri, decided so.。

(End of chapter)