【Ruyiliao】

In the spacious mansion, which is usually filled with the crisp laughter of girls all the time, there are only two men left except for Momotaro, who guards the house every day.

Kyosuke Hojo sat relaxed on the sofa, holding a steaming cup of milk tea in his hand. The cup is a ceramic cup printed with desert roses given by Shi Yu, and the tea leaves are brought from home by Ying Lili.

He was wearing a gray loose T-shirt and cotton trousers, and the morning sun was shining on him, full of lazy feelings, and he could start filming an urban idol drama without any preparation. It's the kind of man and woman who don't do anything serious and get tired of being at home all day long.

Blowing away the mist, he took a slow sip. For him, the role of milk tea is polarizing. The warm and sweet liquid will make him want to close his eyes and start sleeping for a moment, but if he restrains it, it will really have a refreshing effect afterwards.

Sending away a room full of people, thinking about Miki and Yukino, who were still asleep, he was a little nervous, and wanted to meet them in his dreams after falling asleep.

But no, there is still a "noisy" person in the kitchen.

Dressed in a crisp black suit and pink latex gloves on his hands, Tetsuta Samisaki was carefully wiping the plate with a serious expression as if he was committing a crime.

If you ignore what he said, the current scene is indeed in line with the scene of the organized crime group meeting. The boss showed a leisurely and steady appearance, and his subordinates were meticulous. Both of them accurately grasped their temperament.

"The award ceremony for this year's Honya Grand Prix was held at the Meiji Memorial Hall, and all the 10 nominees except for your eldest brother have already stayed at the hotel prepared by the committee. We have also received notices from our side, but considering that you are in school, the committee understands.

The specific documents are already in the bag over there, if you want to see it, you can take a look. ”

The sound of running water, the creaking of rubbing dishes, and the sound of balabala's saki iron were mixed together.

With Misaki's mind, it is easy to remember these things, and everything is already clear. It was also a good habit to carry the documents, although he knew that his eldest brother would never bother to read them.

"Meiji Memorial Museum?"

Kyosuke Hojo asked, knowing that weddings could be held there, but he didn't know that there would be an award ceremony. If you're there, be sure to bring the glass with you.

"It's not that Meiji Jingu in Yoyogi, Shibuya."

As soon as he heard this, he knew what his eldest brother was going to ask, and explained unhurriedly:

"It was renovated from a restaurant in the temporary Imperial Palace of Akasaka, where Emperor Meiji and Empress Shoken lived, located in Minato-ku."

"Will there be a wedding too?" Someone asked without giving up, with the word Meiji, how can you not get married?

“…… It is indeed a general wedding venue of Meiji Jingu Shrine and is used to hold wedding banquets. ”

"Hold a ceremony at Meiji Jingu and eat at the Meiji Memorial Hall." Kyosuke Hojo understood.

Is Big Brother already thinking about the wedding? Or is it a pre-god wedding?

Shisaki Tetsuta was a little surprised, he also thought that his eldest brother would definitely immigrate to a country where polygamy could be done in the future.

"Tomorrow night the committee will prepare a feast in the banquet hall, and you can bring two or three family members."

With this in mind, he continued to say the precautions.

"So little? Can the publisher offer a number of spots? Kyosuke Hojo asked.

In the kitchen, Samisaki's hand was moved, and he thought to himself, you just told me and the two editors not to go, but that wouldn't meet your needs.

"There will be a lot of media in attendance, and there will be photos in the newspapers and in the news."

He didn't fight for himself, he just silently put on a realistic display.

Although the Honya Grand Prix is a grand prize chosen by the bookstore clerk, it may seem that it lacks professionalism and authority, but in fact, most of the winning works of each year are also selected for the Naoki Award, the Yoshikawa Eiji Rookie Award, the Reasoning Association Award, and other awards with great reference value.

Therefore, the media attention is extremely high, and once his eldest brother really takes all his confidantes with him, I am afraid that he will not be able to wait for the next day, and the gossip magazine will be printed that night.

The title, "Ridiculous? No! This is the most typical writer of Neon! "From Junichiro Tanizaki to Yukio Mishima, did they write books without this, counting the lovers of writers" "It was his lovers who made him?" ”……

However, with Tesaki Tetsuta's understanding, the eldest brother will definitely not like the word lover, and may be angry and take out a large amount of money to give to the law firm. But it's just in vain, after all, the word lover can be interpreted no matter how you interpret it.

In just one second of cranky thinking, Samisaki used his clever brain to think of an excellent title for his eldest brother:

"Heisei No. 1 man, why do they love him so much"

With this heat, the Naoki Award should be stable.

"Oh, don't embarrass the publishing house, this kind of social occasion is still very important for Akamatsu editors."

Someone is as good as a stream, and vaguely remembers the excitement of the call from the editor Akamatsu the day before yesterday, which is really cruel if he is not allowed to go.

Listening to his eldest brother's words, there was no accident with Shisaki Tetsuta, the eldest brother has always been like this, put the cleaned dishes and chopsticks into the disinfection cabinet, and simply flushed his hands. He went to the living room and sat down on another couch:

"When Hirata returns, we will go to Chiyoda Ward to meet the people of the publishing house, and then take their car to Minato Ward, where there will be a simple reception at the hotel set by the executive committee, which will be attended by the winners of the previous year's generals, representatives of bookstore clerks and publishers in each region."

Kyosuke Hojo understood, this is already canvassing for next year's award. The reception itself has no substance, just as a stage for everyone to go up and sing, exchange business cards, and express themselves. Writers can also exchange feelings with each other, which is convenient for business to blow to each other later.

He poured a cup of milk tea for Sasaki, and he went upstairs to change his clothes.

In addition to the wardrobe in each person's room, there is also a special cloakroom on the third floor, where clothes that are not usually worn or out of season will be placed. Kyosuke Hojo's formal wear falls into this range.

When he opened the door, there was a large row of mahogany hangers left and right, walked to the second cabinet door, pushed open the sliding door, and without hesitation, he directly took out the only suit that was not placed in the dust bag. That's the straight flower yesterday to confirm that the size is still suitable, and ironed.

The dark blue fabric is very casual in style, not a serious business style. His age is too young, and if he goes to that kind of occasion as usual, it will make the seniors sad. So it's better to wear a suit to show maturity.

Tomorrow's official award ceremony, he will change into a pure black suit, and now the set is already in Naohana's studio.

Brought back to the room, dressed for two minutes, without a tie. If there are so many beautiful girls around and they are still tied by themselves, it will be a big failure.

Alas-

Looking at his tall and handsome self in the mirror, Kyosuke Hojo sighed, even if he grows by twenty, no, fifty, he will still be hostile to his male compatriots.

He shrunk his shoulders, but his broad pectorals were still so noticeable that he held his shirt and coat up perfectly.

There's no way, I can't go for plastic surgery, the face given by my parents and the body I exercised by myself are really perfect.

Thinking so, Kyosuke Hojo buttoned his cuffs, adjusted the knot in his left hand so that it could be exposed, and then took a photo in the mirror and posted it in the chat group of Ruyiliao.

Boom, three pieces of news came out at the first time.

"Handsome"

“！！！”

"Kyosuke, let yourself turn back and pick me up, I'm going with you!"

It's all from Sakura Yamauchi, and after half a second, Glass also sent a message.

"Do you want me to tie your tie for you, I can wait for you at the school gate."

"Cunning!"

Unsurprisingly, Sakura, who was supposed to be close to the glass face, immediately sent a message.

"It's a good fit." A straight flower to your heart's content.

"Is Kyosuke going to see our wedding venue?" - Kasumigaoka Shiyu

"You guy, just sleep for me in class, don't complain!" - English pear

"Is Kyosuke going to run for mayor of the town (covering his mouth and laughing)" - Miyasui Mitsuha

Seeing Sanye's message, Hojo Kyosuke also chuckled, remembering the second time he exchanged bodies, he saw Miyasui Toshiki, and the uncle was wearing a straight gray suit to canvass for votes in a speech.

"I'm leaving."

Replying to a message, he slipped his phone into his trouser pocket.

Walking on the stairs, he saw that Samisaki had already stood up, and thinking of the news from Sakura just now, he opened his mouth and said:

"Is Hirata here?"

"Yes, it's ready to go, big brother."

Shisaki bowed fifteen degrees, looking at such a majestic and handsome big brother, it was hard not to want to bow.

"Let's go, then."

"Boom~"

Have a nice trip, Aniki, I'll take care of the house! Momotaro jumped and shouted.

Sitting in the back row, Kyosuke Hojo began to look through the materials provided by the Honya Awards Executive Committee, mainly to see who had been nominated. The information related to each writer is marked aside, and the most important thing is whether or not he has been said ill of him in the media before.

As soon as he saw the first one, his eyes froze.

"Memories of the Night" Tsuyoshi Hirosaka

Here's a brief introduction and testimonials from the bookstore clerk: A woman with early-onset Alzheimer's disease, deception, betrayal, and love that surrounds her. The trickery of not counting tricks, the love that is forgotten, the memory of the body.

"It turns out that the seniors of Fengsaka also won the award, why haven't I heard him talk about it. But it's really unseemly, I didn't expect Feng Ban to be able to write about love. ”

Kyosuke Hojo recalled Tsuyoshi Hirosaka's appearance, and was very surprised, he should write about old detectives and detectives to solve crimes. Sure enough, it's not a serious Benge, what is this written, expulsion, expulsion!

"Maybe I feel a little embarrassed to lose to a junior like my eldest brother."

Sasaki, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said with a smile that he didn't have any habit of respecting his seniors. Although the final result has not yet been announced, both he and the publisher are confident that Kyosuke Hojo will win the grand prize.

"Yes." Someone nodded.

It was already past nine o'clock when they went out, and even the morning rush hour of the tram had already passed, so the group soon came to the bottom of the Yingji Building. This is the group building, where both the comic department and the publishing department are located.

Three years have passed, and the girls at the front desk have changed I don't know how many, and Kyosuke Hojo heard that the child who came to sign the contract for the first time was already two years old.

Seeing someone walk in, without waiting for Tetsuta Misaki to step forward to confirm the appointment with the front desk, the girl at the front desk walked out and stretched out her hand to guide the two to the elevator.

"Editor Akamatsu and Chief Editor Shimomura are already waiting for you in the reception room." Even if two teeth are not very straight, the smile at the front desk is still sweet.

"Thank you." Kyosuke Hojo nodded politely and smiled.

"Is Shimomura editor so idle? This is not a comic book award, what is he here to make a fuss about? ”

In the elevator, he asked Shisaki next to him.

"Maybe it's a matter of asking big brother you to draw another detective-themed comic.,Because recently "Young Magic" has released a popular detective comic "Immortal Xiuyi", so the editor of Shimomura is a little anxious, not only big brother, but as long as the author has a little more money, he should be invited."

"Tsk, it's not easy for him."

Although it is really easy for him to copy a manga now, he will definitely use it in the animation studio if he has the time. Promised the animation of the pear pear, promised the love of the pear pear, all of them are still floating in the sky.

"You'll help me turn him down later."

The usefulness of the agent is reflected in this kind of place, and what he says will hurt his feelings, but there is a lot more room for Samisaki to come forward.

"Yes."

Samisaki nodded, and he didn't have to guess that he knew that the eldest brother would not be easy to comply, so he had discussed the countermeasures with the editor of Shimomura before. They had all seen Kyosuke Hojo's drawing speed, and knew that adding a serialization would be nothing to him at all.

If the eldest brother is really difficult to draw, then Samisaki will not hesitate to persuade the eldest brother to give up the comics and go to other simple things to make money. But the current situation is that drawing comics is no different from picking up money for the eldest brother, it is completely a money printing machine, a good errand for fame and fortune.

Knock knock~

Samisaki knocked on the door of the conference room, and an answer was heard from inside.

"It's coming, everyone has been waiting for you for a long time, Hojo-san."

It's obviously the conference room of the ministry, and it's Tetsuya Shimomura who came to open the door, and he explains it vividly and vividly, highlighting a passion, showing that there is a plan.

"Come on, I didn't go to bed until 3 o'clock last night, and I had to rush back to school in the afternoon to listen to the teacher's explanation of the math papers."

Three times five divided by two, Hojo Kyosuke arranged his time properly, both explaining that he was late and indicating that he didn't have time to draw manga, and then he had to stop changing because of the preparation for the exam.

Tetsuya Shimomura stiffened his smile, and after saying hello to Tetsuta Shisaki, he patted Kyosuke Hojo on the shoulder and walked in with him in his arms.

"Zhengnan just sent me a message, saying that you got a perfect score in the math quiz yesterday. Why don't you tell me which private university you want to go to, and I'll run it for you on behalf of the publishing house? You don't need to make a little effort, and you are guaranteed to be 100% successful. ”

Tetsu Shimomura also said angrily, and sat down on the sofa. With Hojo Kyosuke's current social achievements, few private universities will reject him, which is clearly an outstanding alumnus for nothing.

"Haha~ Akamatsu-san, Fengsaka-san, long time no see."

Kyosuke Hojo said hello and sat down on the empty sofa, opposite Tsuyoshi Osaka, and on the right was Akamatsu Yuki. Xi Saki, who was following him, also nodded and sat down, his familiarity with these people may be higher than that of his eldest brother, after all, he has always been dealing with him.

"It's not easy to see you guy, don't you say that you have a loose education? Isn't it loose enough? ”

Feng Ban Gang scolded with a smile, said yes, please eat, waited for a year after year, and usually couldn't even see a text message.

"Our school is preparing for the sports festival, and it's so busy."

As he spoke, Kyosuke Hojo patted his head:

"Oh, this kind of thing may be too long ago for you in Hiraka, the sports festival is a big group of girls in short skirts standing next to me screaming and cheering me on, and then ......"

"Shut up, I know what a sports festival is, have you figured out what university you're going to? I can also write you a letter of recommendation, and I can also ask the president to write it for you, and if it's not enough, let the president introduce you to the president of the Neon Book Promotion Association, and go to college quickly. ”

Tsuyoshi Hiraka shouted again and again, and the two editors on the side laughed.

"Is Ochanomizu Women's University okay?" Someone was joking.

"Of course, I can endorse you to prove that you are a man's body and daughter's heart!" Feng Ban just said loudly.

"Hahahaha, forget it, I haven't been a man enough."

The joke was over a bit, and it was still a little early before the reception began, and a few people sat here drinking tea and chatting. The core is naturally Kyosuke Hojo, talk about detective manga, talk about Naoki Award, talk about detective manga, talk about Neon Reasoning Association Award, talk about detective manga......

"Spare me, Shimomura-san, Masao knows, the qualifiers for the summer Koshien and the National Kendo Championship are about to begin, and I can't wait to break it in half by myself, and I really don't have time to draw another one."

Kyosuke Hojo begged for mercy, and Tetsuta Sasaki next to him rolled his eyes in his heart, others don't know, doesn't he know yet. Although his eldest brother is telling the truth in every word, the reason why he is really too busy is not these things at all.

It's that there are too many girls around me to accompany me, no, how can you put your career aside as a man! Familiar with Kyosuke Hojo's temperament, Samisaki didn't expect his eldest brother to be very ambitious, and really hoped that the other party would treat the "career" as a girl around him and treat him equally.

"Actually, there's another comic that's going to be TV recently." Tetsuya Shimomura abruptly changed the subject.

"Isn't this kind of thing happening every day?" Akamatsu said strangely, such a thing as a manga adaptation animation, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is a project every day.

"No, no, no, this time it's very different, and it's Koike-sensei's latest work!" Shimomura said.

"Koike-sensei? Is it "Neighbor Neighbor Neighbor Neighbor"? Kyosuke Hojo asked in surprise.

"That's right!"

"Oh! Can you recommend me to be an original artist? ”

"Huh?"

Tetsuya Shimomura and Tetsuta Shisaki were stunned, this is different from what was envisioned.

The two looked at each other, and Shimomura's eyes were full of questions, because the latter told him that Kyosuke Hojo's co-creator, Lily, liked the manga very much, and as long as he recommended Lily to be the original art, someone would definitely obey.

Samisaki is also at a loss, when the eldest brother asked him to help him come to the publishing house to ask for a souvenir, didn't he say that Miss Sawamura liked this manga? How to ...... now?

He has learned about this cartoon, which tells the daily story of a female college student who takes her home and a few elementary school girls in the neighborhood to fool around every day. He can't see what's good, but the Internet says it's very warm, funny and healing.

It's normal for little girls to like it, and it's normal for boys to like it, but it's very wrong for big brothers to like it! Before, it was clear that Miss Sawamura changed it blindly!

"It's finally going to be TV, the production can't be sloppy, which company is in charge?" Kyosuke Hojo looked very relieved.

"It's the Marshmallow Company." Shimomura replied subconsciously.

"Marshmallows." Kyosuke Hojo recalled the company's previous works and nodded, okay.

"But I'm still not at ease.,Can you introduce me to be the original painting.,If the first original painting doesn't work, the second original painting.,It's easy to talk about the salary.,As long as I can see this comic have a good ending, I'll be satisfied.。

"Big brother, don't you have time?"

Although he didn't know why things suddenly turned out like this, Misaki hurriedly stopped it. He wanted to slap himself when he spoke, he wanted to let his eldest brother squeeze out time, but now he ......

"Ah~ There is still time for this, and there is no problem with the on-time delivery. How about it, Shimomura-san, if it's not convenient for you, I can contact that side directly. Kyosuke Hojo said excitedly, only now, he really looks like a two-dimensional.

"Uh, no, that, who likes this comic, isn't that Miss Lily?"

Tetsuya Shimomura took out a handkerchief and wiped his sweat, the time was squeezed out, but the painting was not the work he wanted. What's going on?

"We all love it!"

Kyosuke Hojo said with a smile.,The first thing I started reading was Eiri Pear.,Then I recommended it to myself.,And then it's Mitsuba.,That guy originally liked these cute comics.。

Up to now, there is no one in Ruyiliao who doesn't like the comic "Neighbor Neighbor Neighbor" and Sakura often shouts that he wants to draw one too. Probably the content is that little Sakura took Hojo Kyosuke to run rampant, cause trouble, and dominate the streets and alleys of Watergate City.

"Ahem, in that case, let's leave this opportunity to Miss Lily. It's not that I'm talking about you, Hojo-san, you don't understand women's hearts too much. Think about how valuable such a gift is to represent your heart, how can you only think of yourself. ”

Tetsuya Shimomura put on the posture of an old-timer and taught a lesson, and when he heard that Tsuyoshi Osaka next to him had a painful belly, there was still someone who dared to teach Kyosuke Hojo to read a woman's heart.

"Eh, what you're saying is, in that case, let's let Ying Lili go."

Someone sighed, just to give Ying Lili a little more opportunity to exercise.

Seeing that the eldest brother was persuaded so easily, Samisaki couldn't help but wonder, could it be that his plan was discovered. But after looking at it with his peripheral eyes, he didn't see any clues on the eldest brother's face.

"Ahem, in fact, the voice actor of this work has not been finally confirmed."

Tetsuya Shimomura said with a wandering look in his eyes, and now even Tsuyoshi Hiroshi and Akamatsu can see that something is wrong.

Kyosuke Hojo turned his head to look at Tetsuta Shisaki, who was sitting next to him, who picked up the teacup with an expressionless face, but his hand trembled involuntarily, and the cup collided with the saucer underneath.

"Misaki, hold it steady, lest it be spilled."

"Yes!" The loud voice frightened Tetsuya Shimomura.

"Then bring me a list of characters you can choose from."

"Yes!"

"In the case of detective comics, how about a ten-year-old girl who performs surgery on someone while searching for the truth about the murder of her parents?"

Kyosuke Hojo looked at Tetsuya Shimomura, this is a pie in the sky, and he is sending the original painting position and the voice actor role, and he has to send the manuscript fee. Someone has changed his mindset at a very fast pace, and at his current rate, drawing half a year a day is not a problem at all, and it is no easier than unbuttoning it.

“…… No kidding, Hojo-san, be serious, the editorial department is counting on you to come up with a work that can compete with "Immortal Shuichi". ”

"Then a seven-year-old boy who will never grow up is dying and looking for a way to grow up."

"Don't ......"

"No kidding, I've already drawn some of it, you can see it now."

Kyosuke Hojo took out his mobile phone, he was already a reasoner, how could he let go of the mystery comics. Many of the good works in the last world do not exist in this world. He didn't think that his copying was to spread the glory of civilization, but it was still okay to make some money for himself.

"Huh? Let me see. ”

Tetsuya Shimomura took the phone and quickly swiped it.

Well, a classic genius high school student, a reasoner's father, this can be said to be Hojo-san playing two roles when it is promoted. Childhood...... No, this can't be advertised.

The black-clothed organization, the poison that has become smaller, the retired drunkard detective, lives in the childhood sweetheart's house, and takes a bath together......

Yo Xi, interesting, all the elements that should be there are there!

"Ah~ genius creativity! It's worthy of Mr. Hojo, a manga that he took out at random is so wonderful, breathtaking, breathtaking! It wasn't until I met you that I learned that the geniuses in the comics were real! Now the sales of our magazine have rebounded again......"

"Stop, stop, there's no need to tout, in the end, I'm just drawing the story of another world on paper." Kyosuke Hojo hurriedly said, although the moral bottom line is very flexible, he can't stand this kind of touting.

"Hahaha, I understand, I understand, the vision of a genius is different from that of ordinary people, and only then can heaven see another world!"

Akamatsu agreed, "It's okay for cartoonists, but there are not a few people in the family who have to get drunk until they can write."

"Let me see it too."

Osaka just walked around the coffee table and got together with Misaki to look at it. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Kyosuke Hojo with strange eyes.

"You guy, you can't really be a genius, right?"

"Needless to say, the eldest brother must be a genius!" Shisaki said dissatisfied.

"No, no, no, most of the geniuses in ordinary people's mouths are just a little self-disciplined and have some hard-working skills. Or occasionally there is a flash of inspiration, and I can make a little achievement in the field I am good at by accumulating, just like me, just like most people. ”

Tsuyoshi Tsunashi stood up straight with a serious expression:

"But Kyosuke Hojo, this guy is different, he seems to be the center of the world, and he can succeed in whatever he wants!"

"Hehe, enough is enough...... "Kyosuke Hojo shouted.

"I propose!"

Tsuyoshi Osaka shouted:

"Send Kyosuke Hojo to the Institute of Biology and study a way to make everyone happy!"

(End of chapter)