Amid the vibrating sound of the phone, Kyosuke Hojo woke up, grabbed the phone and turned off the alarm.

So, why didn't Miyasui Mitsuha cover him with the quilt when he went to bed last night? Sitting up straight, he habitually turned on his phone to look at yesterday's memos.

As soon as I unlocked it, a photo of my black silk legs appeared on the phone screen.

The thickness of the stockings is just right, which not only highlights the perfection of the leg shape, but also vaguely shows the snow-white skin below, whether it is fleshy or line, it can only be described as top-notch.

Where did you get the picture of that shrine maiden? According to the common sense of Kyosuke Hojo, anyone who can have such beautiful legs must be a "celebrity" at the protagonist level!

With great difficulty removing the realization from those beautiful legs, Kyosuke Hojo realized that the screen was a dialog box at the moment, and the photo was officially sent by the "straight man" on the opposite side. And at this moment, the account logged in on his mobile phone is not his own, but an account called "Sha Yujia".

So, Miyasui Sanye also got his own account?

Kyosuke Hojo originally wanted to directly exit this account.,After all, this is also the privacy of Miyasui Sanye.,But after thinking about the situation.,There's no privacy anymore.,Besides, isn't this your own mobile phone? Isn't it just a friend who can send photos of beautiful legs with black silk? He wants to check whether the suspected "celebrity" on the other side is committing telecom fraud to Miyasui Sanye.

After looking at it, he was relieved and knew why the other party would post such a photo.

"If you can join this chat room, you're also a member of the Runaway Angels, right?" - Naoto

"yes, aren't you too?" - Miyasui Sanhover

"Of course I am, have you ever seen the manga called "One Punch Man" by the chief director" - Naoto

"I've seen it, it's really amazing!"

"I'm so envious, I won't be able to buy it until next week. Do you think that compared to the long manga, the illustrations of "Love Metronome" need to be improved. - Naoto

"It's not necessary at all, Sha Yujia's illustrations perfectly match my imagination of Sha Yujia, especially the legs in black stockings, which are really enviable."

"Envy?!" - Naoto

"yes, there is no way that a girl can have such legs in reality."

"Oh, I see. But no, I know a friend whose legs are better looking than the legs of Yuka Sasaka in the illustration. - Naoto

"Really? I'll take a look, I'll see. ”

"This is a photo of my friend, you can only see it alone, don't pass it on (picture)"

……

And then there was no then.,Hojo Kyosuke looked at it.,It was already 12 o'clock.,Combined with Miyasui Mitsuba, he fell asleep without even covering the quilt.,He speculated that this witch lady fell asleep directly without waiting for the photos she wanted to see.,So I didn't even have time to quit this account.。

Before that, the two of them chatted for a few hours about the content of "Love Metronome",Miyasui Sanye mainly copied the content of his notes.,From time to time, praise the author.。

So, Naoto-kun, that friend of yours is yourself, right? And Miyasui Sanye.,Didn't I say.,Why are you interested in other girls' black silk legs as a girl? It's good that it's not my account, otherwise the person on the other side will think I'm not a serious person.

Naoto didn't wait for a reply from here after posting the photo, and didn't send another message.,Did you send a photo of yourself but didn't get affirmation and praise? Hojo Kyosuke guessed, hesitated, and clicked on the input box.

"I'm sorry, I suddenly fell asleep last night, and your legs are beautiful." Click Send.

Well, just to keep Miyasui Sanye from making a friend sad.

"It's not my legs! That's my friend! - Naoto

Oh, I accidentally told the truth. Kyosuke Hojo didn't expect to be back in seconds, too, the other party is a member of the Rampage Angels, and it's time to get up and go to school.

"Sorry, there's a typo, but your friend's legs are indeed better looking than the illustration of Shayuka." He typed sincerely.

"Hmm."

"I'll go to school first, and we'll talk later."

"Goodbye."

Without looking at anything else from this account, Kyosuke Hojo quit and logged into his account and sent a message to Eriri telling her that he would be looking for her after dinner.

"My mom told you to come over for dinner." - English pear

"Okay."

Hojo Kyosuke replied in seconds, this familiar intimacy made him feel as if he had returned to his previous life, and it seemed that his aunt would be so kind to him in this life, as if there was only Sakura and Glass's mother.

After eating breakfast, he took his schoolbag and rode to school.,The matter of Miyasui Sanye who signed the contract yesterday was not recorded in the memorandum at all.,Although the money has arrived super efficiently.,But he still has to ask about the specific details.。

And on the other side of Wako City, Hojo Kyosuke thought that his subordinates were also going to school.

"Little poem, I'm almost late." Kasumigaoka Yajiang knocked lightly on the door, strange, his daughter used to wait until she went to school to catch up on sleep even if she stayed up late, but today she actually got in bed?

After waiting for a few seconds, there was still no movement inside, and she gently opened the door and saw her daughter lying on the bed, with a satisfied smile on her face, still holding her mobile phone tightly in her hand. The white nightdress was also brought to the waist, the two snow-white legs were all exposed, and even the corners of the mouth were drooling because of the sleeping position.

Mrs. Kasumigaoka, who rarely saw her daughter lying in bed, had a doting smile on her face, and she didn't plan to wake her daughter up. She walked up, took out a handkerchief to wipe the crystal droplets off the corner of her daughter's mouth, and then gently pinched the lovely sleeping face.

"It's only at this time that Xiaoshi will show such a cute look."

With a soft mutter, she gently pulled down her nightdress to cover her legs. Then he reached out and wanted to take the phone away from his daughter's hand, but he didn't expect that his sleeping daughter was still holding the phone tightly, she tried a little hard, and her daughter's beautiful eyebrows were still wrinkled, and she was about to wake up.

"Just let you sleep with your phone."

After thinking about it for a while, thinking of what her daughter said at the dinner table last night, Mrs. Kasumigaoka guessed that her daughter must have been talking to Kyosuke Hojo late last night.

But in fact, both Kyosuke Hojo and Mrs. Kasuminogaoka guessed wrong, this sleeping black-haired girl really stared at the phone and waited for a reply from the other side for a whole night, and didn't fall asleep until she just received the reply.

Giving up taking away the phone, adjusting her daughter's posture, she pulled the quilt over to cover her daughter, and then went out to help her daughter take a day off from school.

On the other side, Kyosuke Hojo is riding on the asphalt road, and after so much time, his riding skills have improved a lot, and he doesn't need his subordinates to slow down and wait for him when he goes for a ride with his subordinates at night.

While waiting for the traffic light, looking at the people who hurriedly walked across the zebra crossing in school uniforms and school bags and briefcases in black suits, he sincerely thanked Kyosuke Maki, if it weren't for the other party, he would still have to squeeze the subway every morning.

As we approach May, the temperature in Tokyo is gradually rising, and the wind blowing in your face while riding a motorcycle is pleasant, of course, because wearing a helmet filters out some of the exhaust smell.

The subordinates who came to the school and greeted him had bright smiles on their faces.

Strange, how do you feel like these guys are closer to him than before? Although his subordinates respected him very much before, today I feel that the distance between the two has narrowed a lot.

"Shisaki, tell me about yesterday's signing." Since the stupid Misaki Tetsuta has already regarded Miyasui Sanye as a split personality, Hojo Kyosuke also asked directly without concealment.

"Yes, the content of the contract is probably ...... Shimomura's editorial director helped to secure a good position in the next issue of the magazine.,The manuscript fee has been settled by the publishing house yesterday.,Just like the previous 1.5w yen per copy after tax.,This part of the tax is settled by the magazine society when it's time to pay the tax.。

Considering that half of the manuscript fee you mentioned in Hojo had to be paid to the collaborator, I left half of the cash, and the other half I deposited in the bank with Miyasui Mitsuha"

Shisaki Tetsuta took out a small notepad and said it rigorously one by one, and after finishing speaking, he closed the notebook and pushed the gold wire frame.

"Haha, I'm sorry for you, it's really reliable!" Kyosuke Hojo smiled and patted Tetsuta Sasaki's shoulder, it's really worry-free to have such a subordinate.

"Here's what I'm supposed to do."

"By the way, those subordinates seem to be more kind to me today than before, do you know why?"

"I don't know!" Misaki Tetsu replied categorically, just kidding, you used to be a high god, and everyone was able to fight with you back and forth yesterday, those guys thought it was the total long hair welfare, and they couldn't be moved, didn't this feeling go up?

"Really?" Kyosuke Hojo glanced at Samisaki suspiciously, and he didn't plan to ask more, anyway, it seems to be a good thing at the moment.

"Morning reading is about to start, and I'm studying." Tetsuta Samisaki turned his head and began to read.

During the Kendo Club activities after school, the members found that the invincible chief was back, and no one could hold a round under him, let alone score on him.

"Looks like there's only one chance like that." Hideyoshi Onizuka collapsed on the ground in rough clothes.

"Do you still want to give the chief two cuts every day?" Ryuji Danma is in the same pose.

"Little ones, hurry up and continue training."

Kyosuke Maki clapped his hands and shouted loudly, most of the main forces of the high school kendo club are currently sophomores in high school, and everyone will have to work hard for further education from next year, so this is their last chance to win the National High School Kendo Conference.

Neon's high school refers to senior high school, that is, high school, and the National High School Kendo Conference can also be understood as the National High School Kendo Conference.

"Yes!" Guan Yuan Dao and other people who were also so tired that they were sitting on the ground shouted loudly and stood up.

"It's really a bloody high school life." Kyosuke Hojo had already finished taking a shower and changed into his regular clothes and walked out of the lounge, looking at the crowd on the field who were frantically shouting and waving swords to fight, he sighed.

"Okay, if you have a date, you can go quickly, don't get in the way here." Kyosuke Maki waved his hand in disgust, signaling someone to disappear leisurely.

"Hahaha, if you're really worried, how about we come to the dormitory to practice again after the holiday in July?" Kyosuke Hojo asked.

"What are you talking about? Isn't that a matter of course? After the holidays, everyone in the kendo club had to stay in school and give me the strength to practice every day until I didn't have any strength! ”

"Sounds scary."

"Anyway, didn't you plan to go back to your hometown in Hokkaido after participating in the National Junior High School Kendo Competition?"

When talking about the middle school kendo competition, Kyosuke Maki's tone was unusually relaxed. Because unlike the college kendo competition, the middle school kendo competition is set up like the Jade Dragon Banner with a dare to fight reward. That is, as long as there is a strong enough person, then he can choose one person to defeat all the people on the opposite team and directly win the victory.

"Oh, I forgot about it." Kyosuke Hojo, who became "rich" through instructors and manga, apparently forgot his original plan to return home at public expense.

"You kid give me a little more serious." Kyosuke Maki scolded with a smile.

"I'll go first, you guys can stop a little bit, I see that guy in Onizuka is about to foam at the mouth."

"Shisaki, I'll go first, come on." After saying goodbye to Tetsuta Shisaki, who was resting next to him, Kyosuke Hojo left the kendo club.

After seeing his eldest brother leave, Shisaki Tetsuta finally breathed a sigh of relief, what was done too much yesterday, what kind of propaganda plan, let the eldest brother's split personality be beaten, and the support group, one after another, was all about being beaten as long as it was exposed, which made him tremble for a day.

Oh yes, and the kind-hearted shrine maiden certainly didn't put Tesaki's name on the memo either. Although it was painful to practice and study, she still knew that it was the other party's relationship "him" who would do that.

When he went to the parking lot, Kyosuke Hojo sent a message to Miki Okuji, explaining that he couldn't go to the garden of Yanye tonight because of work.

At five o'clock, the roads in Tokyo are not crowded. In fact, for the city of Tokyo, the so-called morning rush hour and evening rush hour refer more to the subway. From 6 o'clock to the last train, the subway is very busy.

Riding to the old Furukawa Garden, this time under the command of Eiri Riri, Hojo Kyosuke did not park his motorcycle in the parking lot, but rode directly to the door of the main house of the western-style building.

As soon as he got off the motorcycle, he saw a blue dress waiting for him in a blue dress.

The girl's long blond hair was tied into a double ponytail and obediently stuck behind her back. The white sleeves exposed at the shoulders can be seen that the girl is wearing a white shirt inside, and the upper part of the blue knee-length dress is neatly arranged with four or five golden buttons from the chest, which makes the whole look more dignified, but the two snow-white slender calves under the meticulous skirt fully reflect the girl's youthful vitality.

"How long are you going to be there, come in and eat." Seeing that Kyosuke Hojo stared at himself as soon as he got off the motorcycle, Ying Lili was proud and the little tiger teeth were exposed, and he shouted unceremoniously.

"Good afternoon, Yingli Li, but why aren't you wearing your green tracksuit? Doesn't it mean that you should wear comfortable clothes at home? Kyosuke Hojo walked to the door.

"Long-winded! I can wear whatever I want, you don't think it's to welcome you, narcissist! ”

Eiriri, who was originally happy, heard Kyosuke Hojo's words, immediately turned around, hugged her hands in front of her chest and snorted coldly.

"I don't say that, but it's really beautiful!" Kyosuke Hojo followed behind and entered the door, saying with a smile.

"Hmph, do you still need to talk about this kind of thing?" The girl snorted softly again, but the corners of her mouth were raised high.

"Kyosuke-kun, good afternoon."

Seeing the two of them come in, Mrs. Sayuri, who was standing in the living room, greeted them with a smile. Just like Eiri said last time, Mrs. Sayuri Sawamura really pays attention to her image all the time, and now she is wearing a long black dress that looks like she is going to a formal dinner, which perfectly highlights her bumpy figure.

"I'm bothering again, Aunt Sayuri." Kyosuke Hojo bowed slightly to say hello, if Aunt Sayuri is here, it seems that today's dinner is Mr. Spencer's cooking again.

"Kyosuke-kun, come here, I have prepared my best British food for you today."

At the door of the kitchenette, Mr. Spencer leaned out halfway and shouted. Kyosuke Hojo noticed that the apron he was wearing was printed with several colorful anime beautiful girls.

That's amazing, Mr. Diplomat, it's a model of an otaku.

After entering the kitchen and seeing that the so-called British food on the table was just fried potatoes and fried fish, Kyosuke Hojo quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hurry up and taste what's going on!" As soon as he sat down, Mr. Spencer said eagerly.

"This sauce was made by my mother, so you can eat it with confidence." Ying Li Li pointed to the brown sauce on the table and said.

"Thank you."

"Hurry up and eat, my dad has been happy all day to hear that you are coming."

"Lily, it's not you who have been ...... since noon"

"Long-winded! Hurry up and eat your fried potatoes! The girl turned her face away, took a piece of fried cod, sprinkled a little sesame salt, and stuffed it into her little mouth.

More to come

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