Amamiya walked out of the locker room, but didn't go far, just stood in the corridor outside the door and waited silently.

Leaning against the wall, his head hung down, his eyes fixed on his brown heels. The clerk's heart also shook like the tips of her toes.

Eh, is it true that these writers can't write good works without sex? Even Hojo-sensei, who has just reached marriageable age, is not immune.

And it seems that it is even more ...... than those great writers. Well, powerful.

Amamiya lowered his head, thinking about whether there was still room for him to enter around Hojo-sensei. But no matter how she thinks about it, she can't see the possibility of being able to squeeze in from those incomparably good girls.

The locker room door opened again, and she quickly straightened her back off the wall, then bowed fifteen degrees.

"Is there anything else that needs to be done, Hojo-san."

"Thank you, thank you very much."

Kyosuke Hojo was keenly aware of Amamiya's change in his name, but he didn't care at all, and was even happy to see it.

"Your family and friends are now being accompanied by my colleagues, and reporters from the Asahi Shimbun and Yomiuri Shimbun are waiting for you at the venue." Amamiya said.

"Got it, hard work. I'll go over now. ”

Kyosuke Hojo nodded, he didn't have anything in his hands right now. The box containing the prize and his clothes were all held in Yingli Li's arms, and I don't know what this guy is thinking.

Although Ying Lili didn't speak, she also nodded to the master of ceremonies who had completely eliminated suspicion, and then took the lead in walking forward.

The little girl, holding a box half as wide as a body, walked in front, her body swayed from side to side, and the golden double ponytail also swayed non-stop, knocking left and right on the bulging little buttocks.

That cute appearance made Kyosuke Hojo smile secretly, and he didn't step forward, just followed behind and admired it silently.

"Let's go faster!"

"Oooh~"

『Venue』

There was also a two-person pop-up book on the stage, and from time to time people walked up to take a group photo, and reporters also approached to take pictures of the cardboard with recommendations written on it.

All the seats have been removed, fruit platters and drinks have been placed on the edge of the table, and the venue has been transformed from an award ceremony into a banquet.

"I'm so ashamed, my daughter is two years older than Hojo-san, but my father can only sit down and watch him win the award."

"Kijima-san, don't be as depressed as a salted green, it's already a successful victory group for the family, and saying this kind of thing will make a junior like me who has neither won an award nor got married think that you are showing off."

"Hahaha, how could it be, I didn't mean that. Just looking at Hojo-san on stage, I felt like I saw the future of running every year after that. ”

"Accompaniment?"

"That's 700 percent, even if you don't calculate it well, you can feel a little bit of Hojo-san's popularity among the bookstore clerks, right? If he writes a new book every year, won't the future Honya Awards be for him? ”

"Tsk, it seems to be too. Otherwise, I will switch to picture books from tomorrow, and it would be good to win the Honya Grand Prize for picture books? It can also be seen by your future grandchildren. ”

"You kid, why are your thoughts so stiff at a young age? My daughter is so good-looking and so suitable for Hojo-san's age, why didn't I come to the award ceremony as Hojo's father-in-law? ”

"Your daughter?" Nishimoto, who was not married, suddenly came to his senses.

"yes, she's also in high school in Tokyo." Kijima took out his phone and opened the album.

It's not as good as my cousin. Wait, if that were the case, would I have had the opportunity to have Hojo-sensei write a testimonial on each of my books?

"It just so happens that Hojo-san's parents are here, so I have to go over and talk to them."

"Go together, go together." Nishimoto hurriedly followed.

Two wastes that don't come out of nowhere!

Standing in place, Hidenori Ishida heard this conversation, and looked at the two people who were also on the list of ten winners and roared in their hearts through gritted teeth.

The reason why he hasn't left the venue yet, of course, is not because the two big men on the left and right are so restrained that he can't move, nor is he afraid of the knife-wielding killer behind him, but because he is looking for an opportunity to take revenge.

Glancing at the reporters in front of him, he wondered why he hadn't come to interview him, knowing that before today, he had seen a lot of articles on Yahoo News that were optimistic that he would win the award. Now, such a big popular writer has unexpectedly failed, and there is a shady scene, hurry up and interview yourself!

In front of the reporters, the bastards on the left and right didn't dare to stop themselves from talking, and it was impossible for the killer in the back to kill himself blatantly! Yes, you shouldn't dare, right?

Ishida Hidenori subconsciously still regarded Hojo Kyosuke as a stinky kid, and he didn't think that the other party's methods would be so powerful, but the moment this thought came to his head, he thought of his experience of being played with every step as if he was living in a fantasy during this time, and his body immediately shuddered.

"Ishida-san, you won't pee your pants, will you?" Samisaki said with a frown.

“……”

Ishida Hidenori used his tenacious will to restrain his urge to answer immediately, what is there to make a fuss about the middle-aged man's problem of frequent urination and incomplete urination.

Seeing that the reporter had no intention of interviewing him, he looked to the left side of the venue, where there was a very lively and huge crowd, relatives and friends of Kyosuke Hojo.

Damn, is this what a junior should look like? This is the first time you have won an award, and if you were to win a few more prizes, wouldn't it be necessary to invite all the people in the neighborhood to the venue?

Also, those two people who wore suits like monkeys, ate as savage as the deer in Nara, and hadn't seen fruit in hundreds of years?

The one that is as tall as a giraffe, why don't you eat it? I should be drooling greedily in my heart, hypocrisy! It's as hypocritical as Kyosuke Hojo!

Those who entered the list of winners, they can't wait to go over and pat themselves? Would you like him to thank you next time he gives his acceptance speech?

Those women, who are so good-looking and brainless in vain, have been deceived by Kyosuke Hojo, and they don't look at what he's doing now, they don't even look at you when the awards are over, and they still stand there in a daze, and they don't know ......

"Please don't look around."

"Hey!"

Hearing the cold voice behind his ears, Hidenori Ishida was so frightened that his sphincter contracted violently. Oh no, it's really ......

The warm crotch made the hatred in the old man's heart even more intense.

Ah, what is the eldest brother doing, I also want to go over and say hello to the eldest brother's father, hurry up and solve the trouble of Ishida Hidenori, everyone hurry up and celebrate.

And the eldest lady, is that all she has to do with her arrangement? If you don't communicate well, wouldn't it be a waste of resources if the means overlap later?

Shisaki sighed in his heart, especially when Onizuka's loud screaming sound came into his ears, and he really wanted to go over and have fun with everyone, just like when he was in middle school.

Just as he was thinking, a strange smell wafted into his nose.

The body that had been trained for many years immediately reacted and took two steps back like lightning.

Really, this guy really peed his pants?

This was the first thought that popped into Tesaki's head.

Would you like to help him change his pants? Otherwise, it won't be good to smoke the eldest brother later.

This was the second thought that popped into Tetsuta's head.

Sorry for those two brothers.

He finally looked at the two big men on the left and right who were "supporting" Ishida Hidenori.

White teeth, so smelly!

Minoru Ichikawa frowned and looked at his colleague Yuji Hirahara, satisfied to see the same emotion in the other party's eyes.

Miss, when will this work end?

The two in pain not only did not let go of the hand that was clamping down on Hidenori Ishida, but they worked harder. It's already time like this, as long as the eldest lady is satisfied, a promotion and salary increase are just around the corner!

Hidenori Ishida wailed, he didn't know why he was still here, even the tracks of the Chuo Line were so far away from him.

"Ishida-san, I'm relieved to see that you're still so energetic. It's a pity, I like your work very much, and I believe that the next session should see you lift the trophy. ”

Pleasant words like a firetruck bell came into Hidenori Ishida's ears, and he turned his head in surprise, but all he saw was the back of Shigeru Hahamamoto, chairman of the executive committee, and a sentence that slowly drifted away:

"I won't bother you chatting with your friends, and I'll see you later."

Who's their friend!?

『Fuji』

Kyosuke Hojo walked to the door of the hall with Mt. Fuji painted above the door.,I saw that Mitsuha and Shiyu-senpai, who had gone first, were waiting for him.。

"Let's go, mom should be in a hurry."

Kyosuke Hojo smiled slightly and pushed the door open.

"Ah, Hojo-sensei!"

"Where, where."

I don't know who spotted him first, and then a bunch of people surrounded him and almost squeezed him out of the door.

"Hehe~ Let's go, let's go over there first."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu spoke, and did not stop here, and walked to the left side of the venue.

Although everyone wore formal suits on such days, the same suits were unusually conspicuous on Kyosuke's group of subordinates. The beastly temperament on their bodies is not to mention hidden, but they are more like professionals after wearing suits.

On the contrary, Hojo Ichiro and Kyosuke Maki were standing next to them, they were all standard banquet attendees, holding a glass of juice or wine in their hands, chatting with strangers with business smiles on their faces, and laughing heartily from time to time.

Although the presence of Kyosuke Hojo was not more noticeable, the three girls who walked into the venue still attracted a lot of attention, including the three people who surrounded Hidenori Ishida. But seeing that he didn't give them a single look, they knew that Ishida Hidenori must have left it to Hojo Kyosuke to deal with himself.

Shisaki sighed, and had the heart to call one of the few people who were eating and drinking there to replace him, and he went to his eldest brother's side, helping him to collect those business cards, and then noting down those who might reach a cooperation later, or noting down those business invitations. Only in that kind of place can he make good use of his ingenuity and talents, and if something like this pickles is now, he should let Onizuka come.

But forget it, it's not good in case Hidenori Ishida is so scared that he pulls his pants.

Kyosuke Hojo smiled casually and perfunctorily those who didn't know at all, while quietly squeezing through the crowd and walking in the direction of his parents and friends.

All the people who stood in front of him only felt that an inexplicable huge force almost pushed them down, which made them complain that those behind Kyosuke Hojo were not moral.

Finally walked over there, Onizuka and Goro Hatata, who were holding a fruit bowl in their hands, quickly wiped their mouths, skillfully formed a human wall, and blocked the huge crowd.

"Big brother, this cantaloupe is super sweet!" Onizuka reluctantly handed over the plate in his hand, and all the cantaloupe on the table had been confiscated by him.

"Sweet enough to lose your teeth?"

Kyosuke Hojo took the plate with a smile, directly twisted a piece with his fingers and stuffed it into his mouth, and licked his fingers by the way. Well, it's really crispy and sweet. It's completely different from the popular ice cream cantaloupe.

But I don't know if it's an illusion, I've wiped it so many times with wet wipes, and I always feel that there is still some special smell on my fingers. Well, it's definitely an illusion.

"Not really, my teeth are so good!"

Onizuka grinned, revealing eight snow-white and neat teeth. His steel teeth can even chew bones to pieces!

His fierce expression immediately frightened the unrelated people who wanted to come up behind him and immediately retreated back.

Kyosuke Hojo handed the plate back to the stupid guy and walked towards his parents, who had stopped talking, and looked at his parents with a smile.

"Kyosuke !!"

As soon as Kashiko in Yukino Mokasa's arms saw her brother, she immediately shouted and opened her hands.

"Haha, my little Gashiko."

Kyosuke Hojo also opened his hand and directly stretched out his hand to hug Kaseko from Yukino's arms. During this time, he looked into Yukino's dark eyes under the thick eyelashes, and emotions flowed in them, even if it was just a glance, it was enough for the two of them to convey what was in their hearts.

"It's been a long time since you've been home! It's been a long time since I've seen you! Kashiko misses you so much! ”

Kashiko's two fleshy little hands hugged his brother's face and began to criticize unceremoniously.

"Hahaha, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I want to add a son too." Kyosuke Hojo affectionately countered his sister with his forehead.

Receiving a satisfactory answer, Kashiko stretched out a hand and only thought about the father next to him:

"The calves have grown up, and Daddy wants to sell him! That's what Gashiko left to his brother! ”

"Dad is such a bad asss that even Kashiko's calf wants to be sold, let Grandpa beat him, and let him sleep on the ranch at night." Kyosuke Hojo nodded again and again, looking serious.

"That's right, that's what Mom said!" Kashiko also nodded repeatedly.

Mmmm, my daughter is so smart, she can think so clearly at the age of two, she really deserves to be my daughter, who has completely inherited my intelligence. Of course, it is impossible to have such a smart daughter without an equally smart wife.

The son is completely different, he won't even shout a word of dad when he meets, he is not as cute as his daughter at all, even when he complains, he will shout "Dad, Dad" non-stop. Of course, the wife is not inferior to the daughter in terms of cuteness, or the daughter has completely inherited the advantages of the wife in terms of cuteness.

"Ah, that's great, it looks like Hojo-san's daughter will be a great person when she grows up." Feng Ban just said with a smile, sure enough, if you give birth to a child, you should give birth to a daughter, it's so cute.

"Hahaha, isn't that a matter of course."

Hojo Ichiro didn't have the slightest idea of being polite, and directly admitted it. If you praise your son, you have to say things like "it's just luck" and "it's all thanks to the help of your friends."

But the daughter. Well, it's already a great thing that Kaseko can be so cute. The wife is also, as a housewife, who can be so lovely and warm to her own heart as a husband while taking care of the home, she is simply the greatest person in the world.

"Kyosuke, I'll play with Kashiko later, your friends have been waiting for you for a long time."

Hojo Mikiko smiled and beckoned, and several people next to him, Mizaki Muxue and Wancheng Masaka, hurriedly waved their hands and said that they were out of the way.

Kyosuke Hojo heard his mother's words and handed Kashiko into the arms of Mitsuha, who had been watching him for a long time, and the latter immediately hugged the little girl skillfully in a super standard posture.

After nodding to a few writer-editor friends and a few people he didn't know, Kyosuke Hojo pulled Mitsuha in front of his mother first. The latter knew what to do, and his little face was full of nervousness, which even the cute little girl in his arms could not relieve.

Although she had met Aunt Mijiko at Kyosuke's house before, the situation was completely different from now.

"Mom, this is Sanye, you've seen it."

"yes, I've seen it." Mikiko Hojo looked at the girl in front of her, her voice was a little hesitant, and she only felt that she had some kind of aura that she was very familiar with.

Watching his mother skillfully pull up the three leaves and walk to the girls' pile and start chatting, Hojo Kyosuke looked at his father and his friends with confidence.

“……”

Father and son glanced at each other, and then they both opened their arms and hugged each other fiercely, knocking on their backs with the force that wanted to hammer each other's souls out of their bodies.

"Stop, stop, hammer you again, I'm going to die!" Not surprisingly, Ichiro Hojo begged for mercy first.

Hahaha, Hojo Kyosuke smiled in his heart, and then turned around and had a bear hug with Kyosuke Maki. Although they wore suits, it did not prevent them from expressing their miss in this more intimate way.

"Brother Zhenshu is becoming more and more like a successful person." He sincerely admired that Kyosuke Maki himself was a person with a very strong leadership temperament, and now after the power of the university, the fierce temperament on his body has become much more restrained, and he looks as calm as his body.

"I don't want to be said by you, the youngest winner of the Honya Grand Prix in history, to feel like you've forgotten to top up your membership in your life!" Kyosuke Maki responded with a laugh, his eyes full of relief and pride.

"Haha, yes, yes, as long as I look at Hojo, I will feel this way, but after asking for a long time, no one knows where to recharge the membership, it's really an inferior game." Mitsuki Megaku answered with a smile.

"Compared to you, I've gone through almost half of my life, shouldn't I start my life again?" The middle-aged man Tsuyoshi Osaka is not to be outdone.

"Haha, come less, you guys will definitely show off their virtuous wives in the family next." Kyosuke Hojo said with a smile.

"Okay, I just think something is wrong." Wancheng Yaji screamed, and immediately raised his hand under Tsuyoshi Fengsaka's wine glass to help him punish himself.

"Damn, in front of you guy, how dare I do such a thing that doesn't know the height of the sky." Feng Ban Gang said unwillingly.

……

A group of people who can be called the "勝ち組" in life are miserable compared to each other here.

Hojo Ichiro looked at the group of excellent young people gathered around his son, and a look of memory flashed on his calm face. No matter where you are, no matter what you want to do, you can't do without the support of your peers.

Just like when he was in Tokyo, he was full of enthusiasm, and he broke away from the big law firm with his friends at school, snatched orders from big companies from his predecessors like a hungry wolf, swam in documents as high as mountains and as deep as the sea, put banknotes in his pockets in and out of court, and bathed in high-end liquor in clubs......

Finally, return to the warm family.

Kyosuke, he's doing a good job in Tokyo.

Hojo Ichiro smiled and lifted the cup and touched the cup with the editor Shimomura, who was about the same age next to him, his son's growth is not only in terms of achievements, but also in terms of being a man. With his own ability, he has gathered so many excellent partners.

Seeing that Kyosuke Hojo had already entered another circle, those who wanted to come and join in the fun retreated, and Onizuka and the others also had time to come over.

"It's too strong, big brother! So many reporters, so many cameras, live TV and network broadcasts, it's just handsome! ”

Hideyoshi Onizuka shouted and said, he didn't understand the gold content of this award at all, and even now he is called the four words "Bad Suo", but this does not affect him in the slightest from seeing the awesomeness of the eldest brother from the pomp and circumstance here.

"Yes, yes, yes! I really should have all the people in the support group come here to have a look. Ryuji Danma said something that made Kyosuke Hojo's face change suddenly.

Just a few of you are enough to make people scared to approach, and if all of your support group comes, the Metropolitan Police Department will send out a mobile team.

"That kind of thing, let's wait until when I create an award under my own name." He smiled and didn't retort, he could feel the joy of these old friends seeing that he had succeeded.

"Wow! Not bad, Hojo Kyosuke? Hideyoshi Onizuka's eyes lit up.

"Is it an award or a comic book?" Tetsuya Shimomura inserted in.

"Maybe it's a rampaging angel reward, right? What's not quite suitable for a modified car, just a kendo competition, right? Kyosuke Maki, who has always been mature and steady, couldn't sit still when he heard this.

"Hey, it's too exaggerated, this has become a comprehensive award, is there a peace prize?"

Hojo Ichiro said with a smile, he meant to be joking, but he didn't expect that as soon as he said this, his son's friends in black suits all had their eyes lit up.

"Peace Prize, it's really suitable for the boss."

"That's right, that's right, being the boss of the mob brings security to the place."

"I drew cartoons to give students on campus the courage to resist bad things."

"Writing has alleviated the trend of increasing homelessness."

“……”

Although he used to be a lawyer full of lies, Hojo Ichiro was still a little uncomfortable with the rainbow farts flying in front of him.

Can't these young people tell they're joking? Moreover, creating an award in my own name is easy to say and easy to do, and it can be done with just a few simple documents. But it's like rowing a boat in the vast ocean to proclaim the founding of the country, and if you can't get the public approval, it's a child's prank.

He looked closely, trying to see if the men were joking, too. But I was surprised to find that even the chief editor of Tetsuya Shimomura next to him looked very interested, and even said the name of Tezuka Reward, which was completely serious.

Hideyoshi Onizuka and Kyosuke Maki are already discussing the process.

More than that, do these people really think that their son can do that to that extent?

To set up an award in your own name so that future generations will rush to get this award as a lifelong goal?

This kind of thing, just thinking about it a little, Hojo Ichiro couldn't help but show the same excited expression as the young people in front of him.

(End of chapter)