"I see, I said how could his performance be so interesting."

In the dark carriage, Kyosuke Hojo chuckled softly at his mobile phone with Jiro's legs.

"Anyway, there's a good show to watch tomorrow, so don't laugh too loudly in Hojo."

The voice of a middle-aged man on the other end of the phone.

"Me? How could it be, I've always been the most polite. It's Fengsaka senior, don't laugh too wildly, after you shook hands with that guy, the disgust on your face can be seen even by the blind. ”

Kyosuke Hojo retorted with a smile.

What they were discussing was Hidenori Ishida, who had come to amuse everyone at the reception of the main house awards, with a crimson suit, a triangular mustache, and pointy shoes. Just the appearance is greasy and unforgettable, not to mention the tone and posture of the speech.

At that time, everyone was wondering why this person had such a strong self-confidence and thought that he could win the house prize. Because both in terms of the quality of the work itself and the popularity of the author of the work, Kyosuke Hojo is the undisputed winner of the Grand Prix.

Moreover, today's reception is not only for everyone to communicate, but also to discuss with the winners about tomorrow's awards. One of the processes of this year's Honya Grand Prix is that the winner will be given a set of stationery set of his or her own choosing.

This is a regular process of the Honya Grand Prize, and in addition to the official prize of the trophy, there are also side prizes and special prizes. The special award is a limited product launched by each stationery brand under the sponsor's umbrella. I've had notepad sets, I've had map sets, and they're all things that look good.

This is also the proper meaning of the question, after all, people pay for it. If it weren't profitable, the competition wouldn't have been able to go on, let alone have the same impact as it has now.

In the middle of the banquet, Kyosuke Hojo was invited by the Kinokuniya clerk Miss Amamiya who was a member of the Executive Committee of the Honya Grand Prize.

Pen......

In the previous life, Hojo Kyosuke's fountain pen and brush writing could not be said to be good-looking, and now, anyone who sees him writing will wonder if the pen and brush in his hand are different from those in the hands of ordinary people, such as what kind of intelligent sensing device is on the tip of the pen, and he will control the strength to make it look good.

This stationery package is said to be for the winners to choose by themselves, but in fact, it is just the number of stationery items that are selected.

In order to make his fans spend less money, Kyosuke Hojo decisively chose the package with the most mechanical pencils, and the number of pens and brushes is small. After all, mechanical pencils are the most used stationery for students.

Of course, this is definitely not to make people think of him when they use the automatic pen, and then start to look forward to when he will come out with new works.

There will be a laser-engraved signature of Kyosuke Hojo on the stationery, and someone's signature that looks like a printed font is a headache for the sponsor for a while.

"If it's so standard, customers will think it's printed out by a computer. Can you write a little more artistically, Hojo-san. ”

The Zebra Zebra executive officer Yamato Nagajing said with some embarrassment, not to mention the person who bought things, even he, the person who stood on the scene and watched, felt like a fake.

No wonder someone from the planning department said that he could ask Kyosuke Hojo to endorse him, and he scolded the planner at that time, but he didn't expect this plan to really have merit.

Although Kyosuke Hojo is not qualified as a writer, this handwriting is very exaggerated and is a good selling point.

"Art?"

Kyosuke Hojo shook his head vigorously, art or something, forget it.

"That's it, it's my personal characteristic."

"Hehe~~ That's right, this is the characteristic of Hojo-sensei, and anyone who has been to his signing party knows it. Those hands are printers. Amamiya said with a smile.

"Is that so, I'm being rude." Yamato Nagakei bowed, although the position was very high, but the waist of the bow was quite soft, and it was forty-five degrees at once.

That's it, Kyosuke Hojo confirmed that he would stand on the podium every day. After returning to the banquet hall, Tsuyoshi Osaka and his two other new friends naturally knew about it. Suddenly an even greater mystery emerged.

The four of them looked at the red suit with a high-spirited face.

That person, who hasn't been invited by the organizer yet, doesn't he know that he didn't win the award?

Finding out the news, it stands to reason that it should be handed over to Xi Saki, there are so many little brothers under him, and the tentacles can extend to every corner of Tokyo. But before the news came from Shisaki's side, when Kyosuke Hojo was heading to the Glass meeting place, Tsuyoshi Osaka called.

That Hidenori Ishida, Hidenori Ishida, who looked down on Kyosuke Hojo in every way, and Hidenori Ishida, who asked Kyosuke Hojo to listen to his acceptance speech below, is a pitiful person.

"I saw my best friend on stage receiving the award and laughed a little better, and tomorrow there will be headlines on the news like Kyosuke Hojo's best friend Tsuyoshi Osaka applauding his friend's success. Affectionate and righteous, open-minded, it's me Fengsaka. ”

Tsuyoshi Osaka on the other side of the phone didn't argue that he would laugh loudly tomorrow, and even had already thought of an excuse.

"Then I, as the winner, should smile happily, if my face is expressionless, wouldn't it seem that I don't care about this award?" Kyosuke Hojo said with a smile.

"That's not okay, if you laugh too happily, it will turn some people off, and generally you have to behave like a funeral." Feng Ban just took out the posture of his predecessors and educated him.

"I understand, to win an award is to attend the funeral of those who didn't win the award."

Kyosuke Hojo nodded, and as soon as he finished saying this, he shouted to the front again:

"Hey, Hirata, if you want to laugh, be louder, why are you so shy."

"Hahahaha, sorry boss, it's rude." The driver, Toshitaka Hirata, was also not polite, laughed twice and then quickly apologized.

"Nice laughter, even I can hear it through the phone, let's bring that little brother with me tomorrow, let him stand next to Hidenori Ishida, and deaf his ears."

Feng Ban just shouted on the other side of the phone, the loud voice seemed to be in the era when he had just used a mobile phone, as if he wanted to use his lung capacity to help fuel the signal, and it seemed that he wanted to yell so that the person on the other side of the phone could hear it directly.

"Forget it, this kind of treatment is exclusive to the boss, and that person is not qualified." Kyosuke Hojo shook his head.

"I'm looking forward to seeing it tomorrow, it's so much fun to come up with this idea." Tsuyoshi Hira said.

"Indeed, I want to do this for Amisaka-senpai next year."

"You kid, do you still want the association's reward?"

"Let's not talk about it yet, we'll meet tomorrow." Kyosuke Hojo had already seen the glass standing on the side of the road through the window, and hung up the phone without waiting for Isaka on the other side of the phone to speak.

"Hello? Feed! ”

The speed of the phone hanging up was too fast, and he didn't react until he thought that Feng Ban Gang had just shouted, and he realized after shouting twice, that Hojo Kyosuke must have gone to see the girl.

It's really embarrassing for him, and I took the time to call myself.

However, in this respect, he can be regarded as his real friend. The old man's mind turned around, and he was a little happy.

This thought shocked him, was he being PUA, shouldn't it be brothers like siblings, and women like clothes? When did you become so happy as shoe polish?

His doubts didn't last long, because his wife was already calling him out in the bedroom. In fact, the reason why he called Kyosuke Hojo was also a delaying tactic for him, thinking that the phone call would be longer, so that his wife couldn't stay up and fell asleep first.

Alas, Hojo, Hojo, when you get married, you'll understand, women are not a good thing.

Feng Bangang smiled bitterly and tucked his pants, gritted his teeth, and walked slowly to the bedroom.

Female college students or something, I'd better forget it.

There was no parking spot at the entrance of the restaurant where they had a meal, so Kyosuke Hojo didn't let Toshitaka Hirata turn around, but parked directly across the road.

Toshitaka Hirata got out of the car and helped his eldest brother open the door.

was surrounded by the seniors in the middle.,Ask what it's like to sit on a motorcycle and hug Kyosuke-kun's waist.,The fleshy little face is red with shame.。 Really, these seniors have time to care about this kind of thing that has nothing to do with them, so it's better to find a boyfriend as soon as possible, so that they won't have to go back by themselves at night.

The more girls play, the more crazy they become, these voice actors obviously don't drink, but one or two of them flirt with the glass like drunks, and the crimson appearance of the little girl's cheeks makes them regain their sense of youth after a long absence, and the sense of ......

Before the feeling of youth was recalled, someone saw a black business car that suddenly stopped across the road.

Late at night street, black business car that suddenly stopped, big man in black suit. Even if it is already the Heisei era, the scene that can already become the memory of the era is still deeply imprinted in the hearts of the neon people.

Although he said so, everyone didn't panic, and even wondered which team leader was traveling, after all, it was rare to see such a high-end business car and a violent club with such a spirit.

Kako Matsuda, who is more mature, plans to call everyone back and return to the store to continue the second wave of dinner, and come to the same place to continue the stall.

Kihara Saki grabbed Nishinomiya's arm and was about to step back, but found that the latter was looking motionless across the street, his brown eyes shining in magenta and emerald blue signs.

"It's Kyosuke-kun who came to pick me up!"

Nishinomiya Glass shouted in surprise, and the crisp voice easily overpowered the shouting on the side of the road.

"Hojo-san?" Kako Matsuda was stunned and looked across the road.

Inside the open door of the black business car, it was not a white-haired club boss in a neat suit who stepped down, but a handsome man in a brown casual suit.

Kyosuke Hojo, the edge of the carriage was already low, as soon as his legs stepped on the ground, from the outside, it looked like his long legs were almost two meters, and he was about to become a supreme venerable who distorted space, but fortunately, after coming down, the proportions returned to normal.

Looking at the large group of women opposite, he didn't choose to walk over, but first smiled and waved at the glass, and then looked at Matsuda Kako and the group of voice actors, and bowed fifteen degrees.

Although he was not wearing a black suit, and he did not have the momentum of black slaughter wrapped around his body, he had a smile on his face that made people feel like a spring breeze. But whether it was Matsuda Kako or Kihara Saki, they couldn't help but bow back at forty-five degrees, and directly returned it three times, not daring to slack off at all.

"President, seniors, I'm going to take my leave."

The sound of the glass is like flying, the smile on his face is sweeter than the Japanese sweets he just ate, and his crooked eyes seem to be about to return to the sky to be the moon.

After saying that, without waiting for the others to react, he trotted across the street.

No matter who you are, you can feel the girl's impatience, and this throbbing of youth makes a group of women who can only dislike each other with their colleagues in the middle of the night and pour each other with tears in their hearts.

Although there were no cars on the street at this time, Hojo Kyosuke still quickly looked left and right, and walked quickly towards the glass.

The two of them held hands together in the middle of the road, and then walked to the car.

Someone pulled the glass and turned around, nodding again at the office over there. Holding Kyosuke-kun's hand, the eagerness in Glass's heart was not so restless, and he raised his hand and waved happily towards the seniors over there, just like a bride who had thrown a bouquet of flowers.

"Nit-chan is waving at me, so I'm going to find a boyfriend tomorrow." Senbon Rina said stupidly.

"You're drunk, don't drive later, Glass is waving at me." wood

Hara Saki said unceremoniously, his tone was extremely resolute, and when he spoke, the two of them did not forget to bow to Kyosuke Hojo and say goodbye, and his attitude was called a respect.

"But isn't that Hojo-san a writer? How, how does it seem to ......"

"Something seems wrong......"

"Ni-chan says he doesn't have a tattoo."

"How did Nitrate-chan know?"

"Should they not~"

The shift of the topic was completed in an instant, and the thinking of these people who had drunk was so divergent that it was no wonder that they had to go home smoothly with their companions.

"Okay, if you don't renew the stall, go home quickly." Kako Matsuda clapped her hands, interrupting the increasingly colored topic.

"Good~~"

As the president of a top company in the industry, Kako Matsuda has naturally entered the class where she can casually engage in luxury behaviors such as taking taxis.

Although she interrupted the discussion of the members, she couldn't help but muttered in her heart.

Although most of the violent clubs are now sunset, not to mention pomp, being able to have a younger brother can be regarded as an orderly "group", and even those big clubs that used to have the most beautiful relationship will inevitably have to be recruited online, and the suit must be brought by the younger brother.

It's good that there is still money to bring in fresh blood, all supported by the large amount of real estate and resources swallowed in those chaotic years.

Open a maid café, open a bubble tea shop, and sell homemade emojis......

In addition to the well-known black industries, these industries that are easier than grabbing money are also active in the community.

Could it be that Hojo-san just wants to develop in this direction? It is indeed more profitable to make anime than to charge various service fees. Or do you want to recruit new people in this way? After all, no young people believe in the bushido Renxia now, but the otaku's belief is firmer.

Kako Matsuda turned her head to look out the car window, and Tokyo at nine o'clock was just about to be shown to the world in the opposite side of the day.

The neon lights are on, the office workers take off their suits, and the girls change into high heels......

The lights are bright and the garbage is everywhere, and only the earliest people can get a glimpse of this corner of the night world when the morning dawns and falls.

How is it possible, I think you drank too much.

Matsuda shook her head and smiled, but a few glasses of sake weren't enough to make her tried and tested head dizzy.

Now the community is eager to package itself as a charity, how can there be a fool to plunge into it. With Hojo-san's attainments in kendo, he entered the Metropolitan Police Department through the relationship between Beichen Ichito-ryu and asked the people of those associations to give him a seat.

Kyosuke Hojo, who almost changed from "Neon Kendo Tomorrow" to "Neon Yakuza New Hope", is sitting in a car that looks like he is on the ground, listening to Glass talk about the interesting things that happened in the cultivation center today.

The lights in the carriage had been turned on, so bright that even the girl's thick curly eyelashes could be seen clearly.

“…… It really startled me, and as soon as I turned around, I saw Mr. Kitani standing in the doorway. Although I always knew that the teacher's voice was very broad, it was really shocking to see it on the spot! ”

Glass took Kyosuke Hojo's left hand with both hands and said excitedly.

"Hahaha, isn't this the voice actor?"

Should I say it or not, Kyosuke Hojo, who has always adhered to the idea that people with good voices scold people are also good, is actually looking forward to seeing Glass play various roles. Tsundere, three no, iceberg......

Well, it's nice to smell when you're swearing under the snow.

Removing things like wet garbage and scum is vulgar to hear, just "Oh, I found a strange animal", "It's a miracle of nature that humans can grow like this", "You don't really think so".

Although the last three are just another version of the first two, with the cold and serious voice under the snow and the contemptuous eyes, it can really satisfy people with special fetishes.

Of course, this doesn't include Kyosuke Hojo, who prefers to listen to Glass pour out his troubles in a soft voice.

"But won't this kind of thing cause you trouble with Kyosuke-kun?"

Glass was a little worried, this kind of role was left to her choice, and even President Matsuda was shocked when she heard it.

"It doesn't bother me, but it's up to President Matsuda to find this opportunity. Doing business and running a company is essentially a replacement of information, and she has such a ability, but I am very happy, because you can live more comfortably in that office. ”

Kyosuke Hojo laughed, he didn't care, he had already got in touch with the author, and the two made an appointment to link up in the work and send a side note. The neighborhood five-person group took the weirdo as a filming, and Saitama sensei appeared handsomely, and was painted on a bald head by Miwa or something.

"In this case, then I will be relieved."

Glass smiled, but she didn't worry much about it in the first place, after all, Kyosuke-kun is omnipotent!

"Have you figured out what you're going to wear to the award ceremony tomorrow? Pratunam TV stations can also receive this program. ”

"Hmm~ Actually, Sakura said that everyone should wear school uniforms together, but it was vetoed by Naoka, saying that it would cause trouble for Kyosuke-kun." Glass said with his head tilted.

“……”

Hey, Sakura, you're getting more and more unreasonable. Kyosuke Hojo gasped in his heart.

On that occasion, if you really take three girls wearing high school uniforms, you really can't smile at all when you stand on the stage, otherwise you will become the enemy of the whole people.

But...... If you wear other clothes, Sakura and them will be more beautiful, right?

An eyebrow was raised, and someone laughed.

"Actually, it doesn't matter, as long as you stand by my side, you don't have to care about other people's eyes."

He still has this self-confidence, and as Tsuyoshi Osaka said, he has never even attended salons held by various writers' associations in Tokyo. It's not a lazy word to describe.

"Hehe~~ I think so too, but the clothes prepared by Zhihua are also very good-looking, and I can help her promote it by the way."

Glass smiled, and didn't say that Sakura picked up Naoka to embroider a logo of her shop in Kyosuke-kun's.

Outside the car window, the city of Tokyo is half as lively as it is during the day.

The lights in the car dyed the girl's fair face a yellow, like a layer of sunset afterglow. Kyosuke Hojo stretched out his hand and touched the thick eyelashes of the glass with his index finger, and the girl's big brown eyes did not dodge in the slightest, overcoming the instinctive reaction of the body with trust.

"Tomorrow, I'll give you the trophy."

Looking directly into the girl's gaze, Kyosuke Hojo spoke softly.

"Hmm!"

Glass taught him that he could change a person's destiny with his own strength alone. And tomorrow is when he officially declares his existence to the world.

Honya Grand Prix, Neon Mystery Writers Association Award, Naoki Award...... He will take all the honors and let the world truly remember the name Kyosuke Hojo.

Reaching out and hugging the glass into his arms, he found the most comfortable way to bask in the sun. As long as you become the sun, then you can become the best salted fish!

The delicate paint on the body reflects the Tokyo night, and the two of them are waiting for their home.

"By the way, I just saw Mr. Hiratsuka in the hotel." Leaning on Kyosuke Hojo's arms, Glass said suddenly.

"Hiratsuka? What was she doing there? Someone was stunned.

"Looks like you're drinking with someone."

“……”

Although there is a lot of love-hate entanglement with Hiratsuka Jing, Kyosuke Hojo still sincerely wants to send a sentence, teacher, a rare holiday, please go on a date. If you either drink or drink every day, you will never get married in this life.

"While drinking and scolding, it seems that a man was pinched and cried by her when shaking hands during friendship." Glass continued.

...... "Okay, teacher, you've worked hard.

Hey? No, is this really trying? Struggling to be single?

……

"Jingle Ling Ling~~"

Hearing the ringing of his mobile phone, he walked quickly to the desk under the snow after taking a shower and changing into pajamas.

"Sister"

The caller's name is displayed on the screen.

The girl's willow eyebrows, which were getting darker and darker because of the moisture, wrinkled, and looked at the wall clock on the wall, it was already half past nine.

After hesitating for two seconds, she chose to pick up the phone, even though she knew that her sister would not have anything important to look for her.

"Moxi Moxi~~"

The drunken voice came from that side, frowning under the snow, holding the mobile phone in both hands and trying to move away from him, his little face full of disgust.

"I feel like I can already smell the wine."

The girl said without any emotion, it was because of this that she didn't set the phone ringtone to a cute cat meow. If you hear such a sound after listening to a cat's meow, even the cat that recorded the bell will be distressed.

"Hey!! Are today's mobile phones already so powerful? So I'll be able to eat air when I watch food videos in the future? Yono shouted in surprise, performing his drunken posture to the fullest.

"That's a metaphor, I ...... from the tone of your voice"

"I hate it, Yukino, it's a joke, it's a joke. It's so serious every day, but wrinkles will grow early. ”

"I don't think what comes out of a drunken mouth is informative."

Pull open the chair in front of the desk and sit down under the snow, letting her black hair drape over the back of the chair, letting the water run down the ends of her hair against the carpet. Every time she spoke, it was as if she had exhausted all her strength.

"No, no, no."

Listening to this voice, under the snow, I could already imagine my sister shaking her head and shaking her hair. She is like this, she is very good at using various body movements to strengthen the "weight" of her speech, and she can easily attract the attention of others.

It's completely different from what the girl thought.,At this moment, Yono has left the drinking party.,Back to the other courtyard of the Snow House in Osaka.。 The white stone-paved path in the courtyard seemed to emit a glowing white light in the moonlight, and the startled deer on the stone basin were filled with water and knocked down violently, making a "dang" sound in the silent night, which was not harsh, but enough to attract people's attention.

Yono was dressed in a white nightgown, which was soft and fluffy like a cloud, and the waves continued on her like a wave. The slender and full legs were bare, stretched out and bent, and the rounded toes buckled against the wooden floor.

In her right hand, she holds a tulip-shaped wine glass with a moon-colored liquor, and in her left hand she holds her phone. Instead of looking at the bright moon, the eyes stared at the brown corridor.

"Wine is the lubricant of life, without wine, I don't know how difficult life will be~" She laughed softly, then lowered her head and took a sip of wine.

"Haven't you had enough of it at the banquet?"

As soon as these words came out, under the snow I couldn't help but regret a little. What she wanted to say was to persuade her sister to drink less.

"Hehe~~ What I drank at the banquet is not the same as what I drink now, this kind of thing, you won't understand it until Xiaoxue Nai."

After a pause, Yang Nai said as if he suddenly remembered something:

"I almost forgot, Xiao Xuenai, you don't need to go to the banquet for those boring entertainments, it's so good~"

“……”

Xue Xia pursed her lips, regretting her previous regrets. This woman doesn't need the care of others at all.

"However, Kyosuke gave me a good suggestion, he asked me to let you go to the banquet next time, and let Koyukino teach those who want to drink a hard lesson, so that they know that self-drinking is the true state of drinking."

"Puff~~"

Although my sister's tone was still so annoying, when she heard this, she still couldn't hold back her laughter.

Really, that guy from Kyosuke Hojo thinks he's something.

"Hahaha, yes, I think it's funny too. If that happens, the family will probably be declared bankrupt in two months. ”

The smile on the girl's face vanished, the heat of the hot bath faded, and the cold of the night returned to her. If you don't turn on the air conditioner, it's really cold, and it's cold that you can't help but respond to a word.

"It won't be like that!"

Even if you don't become a person like your sister, you can do your best by relying only on your own strength!

"Huh? I'm sorry, I think I said the wrong thing. It seems that I drank too much wine today. ”

Yono looked down at the silver liquor in the glass, her slightly reddish eyes seemed to be clearer than wine, and although her voice was full of laughter, her face was not smiling.

"If you drink too much, go to bed quickly, good night." Said under the snow.

"Xiao Xuenai, when will you learn to hang up the phone directly~" Yang Nai asked with some expectation.

"Now!"

Listening to the disappearing sound on his phone, Yono let out a hearty laugh and drank the wine in his glass.

That's it, that's it, what are you talking about relying on your own strength, are you waiting for me to take the initiative to give up my position to you? If you don't even have the amount to snatch the heir's position from me, do you think you can get your mother's approval?

The family under the snow, but I believe in Shura's way of education. Pain is what makes people remember and then improve.

After hanging up the phone, I found that it was surprisingly cold under the snow. Drying her hair with a towel and a hair dryer and burrowing into the fluffy quilt, the chill still didn't leave her slender body. Her legs couldn't help but curl up, and she thought of the time last night, when she slept under the same bed as Sakura.

Although that guy is very dishonest, his little feet are very warm. She thought she would be very unaccustomed to staying awake all night, but she didn't expect to fall asleep quickly. I woke up in the middle of the night and found myself holding Sakura's feet, which was a great shame.

It is said that moths fight fires, but humans are no better than moths. After only one attempt at warmth, the resistance to cold is reduced by a hundredfold.

The quilt was tightened under the snow, and the snow-white slender neck was rounded.

Megumi Kato, if mathematics is taught well by Kyosuke Hojo, then he will have to win it back in Chinese!

Never afraid of challenges, always full of desire for victory, there is no word in the dictionary to admit defeat, this is the snow under the snow.

The next morning, in fact, it was not very early, the sun was almost rising to the top of the sky, and Ruyiliao was still calm. Most of the door numbers are still in the state of being occupied.

Yukino, who knew that there was an important event today, couldn't help but want to knock on the door and wake up Hojo-kun, but fortunately, someone still yawned and opened the door, and those lofty words last night seemed to disappear without a trace with a big sleep. Sure enough, it is more important to have a natural sleep than world peace.

"Good morning, Kyosuke, it's good that the earth is still not destroyed."

Sakura opened the door and jumped out energetically, her voice full of vitality. Fortunately, the room is soundproofed, otherwise the laziness of the pear will have to be soaked again.

"yes, the sun still rises."

Kyosuke Hojo said casually, and then knocked on the door of Eiri Riri, if this guy sleeps again, he shouldn't be able to sleep at night to harass himself.

"Get up, the earth is going to be destroyed."

"Verbosity, hurry up and save the earth for me!" The blonde lady's annoyed voice came from inside, and she woke up naturally today.

Yukino wanted to laugh when he watched from the side, the earth is really troubled, but fortunately, his apple has been eaten.

Today's breakfast was prepared by Sanye.,She has already come to Ruyiliao from home.,It's all local cuisine with the flavor of Itomori.。

Well, it's the kind of breakfast that eats white rice early in the morning.

"It's nice to be back in Tokyo." Holding a bowl full of white rice like in the cartoon, Kyosuke Hojo couldn't help but complain.

"Rice is the best carbohydrate, don't be verbose, give me a quick meal." Sanye sandwiched a chopsticks of vegetarian fried vegetables into someone's bowl.

This action kicked off Ruyiliao's morning exercise, and suddenly countless chopsticks danced on the table like the legs of a ballet dancer.

Kyosuke Hojo sometimes wonders if all these girls in the family have taken structural mechanics, otherwise why would they be able to pile so many dishes in his bowl and not pour them down.

But this is not even a happy worry for him, no trouble is all happiness, and he can eat it in double, this is his confidence to eat with so many people!

If he didn't have such a strong stomach and be able to eat everyone's dishes, the table would have become a real battlefield long ago.

You don't see, there are a total of two chicken legs in the pot, and the pears have all been piled up in his bowl, as if he is afraid that he will not die.

"If Kyosuke survives, although everyone won't be able to go to today's awards ceremony, he won't be able to go to tomorrow's anniversary of the two of you~"

Sakura looked at it with a smile and picked up two more pieces of chicken breast, intending to stuff them into the English pear in Hojo Kyosuke's mouth.

"Huh? Anniversary?! ”

Kasumigaoka, who had a sleepy face, was shocked, and he didn't know what this girl who went back to her room to sleep without even eating dinner yesterday was doing in her room, and why she was still so sleepy after sleeping for so long.

This is also very difficult Kyosuke Hojo, who is also very sleepy, is also very puzzling.

"Ji, Ji...... Who wants to kill him, I'm afraid of wasting the dishes made by Sanye! ”

The clever Ying Li Li chose to divert attention.

12,000, I slept and slept, thank you for the big guy's reward and monthly pass, thank you

(End of chapter)