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Hanada Taito, a sales manager who came to Tokyo from Osaka on a business trip, drank until 3 a.m. last night in order to find customers.

"Really, it's rare to stay in such a high-end hotel, and all the time is wasted sleeping."

Muttering and complaining in a whisper, Hanada walked out of the hotel lobby in a daze, the feeling of a hangover was really difficult to accept, even a well-trained fighter like him was still difficult to adapt. He rubbed his eyes, and before he could adjust to the sudden brightening of the light, he was frightened by the sight before him.

I saw that in the small square facing the main entrance of the hotel, one iron cannon after another was neatly lined up, and the pitch-black muzzle was facing the hotel gate impartially, aiming at everyone who came out. Next to each iron cannon, there are soldiers holding naginatas in defense, iron cannons, spears like a forest, and the smell of a whole iron-blooded battlefield.

The sales section manager Hanada Taidou's eyes jumped out quickly, and he opened his mouth wide and began to scream, his scream was even more incredible, those iron cannons seemed to lock on to the target, and the fire burst in an instant, Hanada Taidou was so frightened that he collapsed directly to the ground, closing his eyes and screaming.

He could already smell the black powder, and the solid shells were about to smash him into pulp!

"Sir? This gentleman, what is going on and do you need help? ”

A gentle female voice came from his side, and Hanada turned his head to see that it was the hotel manager he had seen when he checked in yesterday, and he was very impressed because he was so beautiful.

If it's a name, it seems to be called beautiful breasts? No, although the manager's breasts are indeed large and straight, and the shape is perfect, how can anyone call her breasts, and she is not a plastic surgeon. Thinking so, Hanada's eyes involuntarily drifted down again, looking at the chest of the beautiful breasts.

Oh, it turned out to be Yasuko Misaki. I'll just say I'm not the kind of person who forgets everything when I see my boobs, it's that these two words are too close.

At this moment, this Misaki ...... The beautiful breast manager has a beautiful face with a deep sense of concern.

It's really a high-end hotel, this service attitude is too perfect. Hanada Taito secretly praised in his heart, forgiving him for his selfishness, at least in his heart, he still wanted to call her the most beautiful place of Yasuko Misaki. What is Misaki Manager, who is obviously a breast beauty manager, and he believes that this is a decision that every man will make.

"Ah...... Nothing, nothing. ”

With such a concerned face and a chest that was about to touch his own face, how could he say something unbearable?

"I was just hit by a shell, a mortal wound, it's okay."

Hanada gave a thumbs up, revealing eight ...... Or nine? Or maybe ten? Anyway, he showed a smile full of confidence and reassurance, and although his teeth were not very straight, his awareness of wanting to show heroism was firm.

Hearing this, Yasuko Misaki was stunned for a moment, and then covered her mouth with the back of her hand and smiled lightly, I have to say that Hanada Taidou's vision is indeed okay, and she can become a lobby manager, Yasuko Misaki is really charming from every angle as a woman, and a shallow smile can make a man's self-esteem feel satisfied.

"Mr. Hanada is really humorous, but even if it's just a fatal injury, please get up and sit on a chair to recuperate slowly, I'll pour you a glass of water first, and then call the hotel's health doctor for you."

Manager Misaki's arm was forcefully cooperated with another waiter to help Hanada Taidou up, feeling the softness of the arm, the sales section chief called the promotion good, if he didn't become the section chief, how could he live in such a luxury hotel with his business trip budget standard.

When he stood up, the breast manager went to call the doctor, and he finally came to his senses, and after a while, his chaotic head cleared up after a hangover.

Strange, was I hit by so many iron cannons?

He touched his body, and there was no wrinkle in the suit board, which was the cleaning and ironing service provided by the hotel, which was very thoughtful.

Does it really matter if there are fatal injuries?

Hanada Taito's eyes widened, and his face was instantly filled with ecstasy. He has liked to read comics since he was a child, of course he understands what happened to him, this is the gold finger to the account! was unharmed by the shelling, which is at least a B-rank hero in One Punch Man! It's a unique S-class in the real world, and even Hojo-sensei can't beat me!

And it's not just the golden finger, even the harem has appeared, and the breast manager is the first harem, an obvious strong woman role, and she will probably become a good helper in her career in the future. I was shelled at the door of the first hotel, and even if the hotel didn't die, I couldn't escape responsibility, so I took this opportunity to take over this luxury hotel, and then in the luxury office on the top floor, I played a happy game with the breast manager.

A proper protagonist template!

Just when Hanada was ecstatic in his heart, wondering how to determine what his strange ability was, a dissatisfied shout sounded at the door of the hotel.

"Baga, it's okay to do what's the name of the monster, I thought it was a big guy who appeared so early, wasting my papers."

A soldier with an iron cannon shouted loudly.

Then Hanada heard another soldier carrying an iron cannon next to him say:

"Iida, you guy, haven't you woken up yet, didn't you switch to a digital camera ten years ago?"

"Metaphor, metaphor, do you understand, my energy is very precious, the shutter must be pressed at a critical moment, this is to stay sensitive!"

“…… This guy, you're a camera, is it too late to turn on the camera at a critical moment? ”

"So it's a metaphor, you guy doesn't have any humor at all!"

“……”

Listening to this, Hanada Taidou's eyes became deeper.

Originally...... The neatly arranged at the door of the hotel is not an iron cannon, and the black paint aimed at itself is not a cannon muzzle, but a video camera and camera. The one that stood up like a forest was not a spear or a naginata, but a microphone with a lever......

Nor was he mortally wounded.

The fire just now bloomed, but it was actually a flashing light.

So what was I doing?

Thinking of his screaming and crawling on the ground just now, Hanada Taidou's whole expression couldn't hold back.

Breast ...... Manager Misaki, she must think that I have a sudden illness, right?

Looking at Yasuko Misaki, who came over with a doctor in a white coat at the end of the gorgeous hotel lobby, Hanada Taito just wanted to faint immediately, even if it immediately became a real neurosis.

With a wry smile, he pinched his temples, only to think that when people grow up, they shouldn't read comics anymore, otherwise they will always be like children.

I had to let the health care doctor check it for a while, and I got the doctor's order to rest well, and if needed, I could use the hotel's massage service.

“…… I'm ashamed, but when I saw the cameras and microphones of the reporters at the door, I thought they were soldiers with iron cannons and naginatas, and when the flash light came on, I thought I had been smashed into flesh by a cannonball. ”

Looking at Yasuko Misaki's concerned expression, Hanada said with a wry smile, he already knew that the reason why this beautiful manager cared so much about himself was that in addition to his good professionalism, he was worried that he would suddenly have a bad illness and cause trouble to the hotel.

"Hehe~~"

Yasuko Misaki covered her mouth and chuckled twice, and that smile did not embarrass Hanada at all, but made him feel that he was really a frank and generous man, and he had a sense of pride in being recognized.

"Those reporters, in fact, there is nothing wrong with saying that they are in the army."

The beautiful manager whispered:

"Iron cannons and naginatas can only kill people's lives, but the cameras and cameras in their hands can kill people's souls, so we can't drive them away, so we can only let them guard the door."

"Yes, it's good that I'm just a nobody, otherwise if the ugly state just now was posted on the Internet and seen by colleagues and friends, it would be a social death."

Hanada nodded in agreement, what he didn't notice was that the complaint in his heart about encountering this place at the door of the hotel quietly dissipated a lot after Yasuko Misaki's words. But even if he finds out, he probably doesn't care, and even the pain of a hangover has been relieved a lot by having such a beautiful beauty chatting with him softly.

Feeling the change in the demeanor of the guest opposite, Yasuko Misaki chuckled in her heart and continued to show her words:

"It was clear that the event would officially start at three o'clock in the afternoon, but these reporters were waiting here at eight o'clock in the morning."

This is to further shift the blame for the guest's frightening at the door of the hotel to something else.

"Activity?"

Hanada repeated it in a whisper, feeling that the memories in his mind that had been clouded by alcohol were reviving.

"Yes, at three o'clock in the afternoon, the Neon Mystery Writers Association will hold the final selection of the big prize in our hotel. So since the day before yesterday, all the rooms in our hotel have been fully booked. Misaki said.

"The room is booked!?"

Hanada Taito's eyes widened in surprise, this is not a budget hotel, but the "Tokyo Dai-ichi Hotel" located in Shimbashi, the core area of Tokyo's Minato-ku, the flagship hotel of the super-large group Hankyu Hanshin Dai-ichi Hotel Group, has always been known for its gorgeous and noble hotel style, the hotel building from the outside feels a word "expensive", and the splendor is not enough to describe.

The name Hankyu Hanshin is a behemoth formed by the merger of the railway group, and its business spans transportation, hotels, department stores, and international transportation...... Wait a minute.

In Osaka, there is a saying called "Hankyu with a sense of luxury, Hanshin for the common people", which refers to the department stores of the two of them, and the latter two merged to become Hankyu Hanshin Department Store. The hotel industry is also thriving, and each of the eleven hotels in Tokyo is a luxury hotel, and the "Tokyo No. 1 Hotel", which is the flagship store, is actually full!?

This astonishing fact made Hanada Taidou not have time to think about what he almost remembered just now, and hurriedly asked:

"Although it is true that all the rich people in Neon are concentrated in Tokyo, they don't have any homes, why do they all come to stay in hotels?"

"Hehehe~~ Mr. Hanada is really humorous. Of course, everyone has a house, but like you, don't you also stay in our hotel? Misaki said with a smile.

"Me? I'm not a rich man, and if I hadn't just been promoted to section chief, I would still be staying in a budget hotel. I will stay in the first hotel because the travel expenses will be wasted if I don't use them, and secondly, because Mr. Hojo will be here today to participate in the award ceremony, thinking if I can meet him by chance to urge him to change. ”

Hanada said with a wry smile, and then he saw a beautiful smile suddenly bloom on the face of the breasts manager sitting opposite. The smile was completely different from the previous business style, but unusually bright and full of surprise.

"Ah, guest, you are also staying in our hotel because of Hojo-sensei?" Yasuko Misaki was pleasantly surprised.

"Also?" Hanada wondered.

"Yes, a large part of the guests who stayed in these two days were people from all over the world who came from all over the world to attend the Neon Reasoning Society Awards Ceremony. Like Mr. John, who is next to you, he came from England for Hojo-sensei. ”

Yasuko Misaki smiled and gestured to the side, where a foreign man in a silver-gray suit and a delicate beard was sitting on a small independent sofa. The beautiful manager obviously knew that the Englishman John could understand Japanese, so she directly led the topic over.

John over there saw Hanada Taidou's curious gaze, and walked over with his coffee generously.

"Good morning, it's a refreshing morning in Tokyo. I'm John Smith and I work in a publishing house. John introduces himself.

"Oh, my name is Hanada Taito, and the cherry blossoms have withered, otherwise you'll see a more beautiful Tokyo." As the head of the sales section, Hanada Taidou's eloquence is also good, and he added a sentence at the end:

"You speak Japanese really well."

"Of course, that's why I was sent Neon."

Not at all modest, John continued with a smile:

"I heard that Mr. Hanada, you also stayed at the Daiichi Hotel in Tokyo because you wanted to meet Hojo-sensei? Excuse me, but are you my peer too? ”

"Peers? Publishing industry? No, no, my company manufactures home appliances, and I wanted to meet Hojo-sensei just because I'm a fan of him and I like his manga. Hanada shook his head.

Hearing this, the smile on John's face over there became even brighter:

"Of course, of course, I'm also a fan of Hojo-sensei, he's really a genius, isn't he? You and I, as well as those reporters outside, we are all fans of Hojo-sensei. ”

"I'm different from those guys.,They chase Hojo-sensei just for work.,I've read every manga of Hojo-sensei.,His latest work, "Writer K's Dream and Death", I bought five copies before I drew a side comic!"

"Yes, I can tell that Mr. Hanada really likes Hojo-sensei......"

"No, who likes that guy anymore, I'm here to urge the change! When I saw him, I grabbed him by the neck and asked him when he was going to add more! ”

Hanada said through gritted teeth.

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