Chapter 334 What Is the Hojo Kyosuke Support Club?

"Next, please invite Ms. Amemiya Miki from Kinokuniya Bookstore, Shinjuku Main Store in Tokyo, to announce the winner of the 2015 Honya Grand Prize."

Amemiya Miki read out this sentence excitedly.

Some of the attendees with good memory showed surprised expressions.

"Wait a minute, Amemiya Miki? Isn't it just..."

Before Wancheng Yaji finished his question, he saw the emcee lady on the stage walked out of the emcee platform, bowed, and walked quickly to the microphone held up by the mysterious man.

"Can it be like this?" He widened his eyes.

"It seems that Ms. Amemiya really likes the first prize work."

Someone next to him whispered, just like the first recommender is the one who awards the super-discovered book, the first prize of the Honya Grand Prize follows the same rules. It is announced by the bookstore clerk who is the most determined and most respectful of the novel during the entire award process.

This is also a kind of honor. No wonder the smile on Amemiya Miki's face on the stage is about to overflow. Although no laughter was heard, everyone could feel her excitement, so the attendees all gave applause.

Ishida Hidenori heard the people around him talking, looked at the beautiful emcee on the stage, and couldn't help but smile proudly, and then began to tidy up his clothes.

"What a mess." Hojo Kyosuke sighed, this is really a headache, he brought his family with him.

"Yes."

Hamamoto Shigeru smiled bitterly at the sponsor next to him:

"But Amamiya-san insisted on doing that. She supported "The Devotion of Suspect X" from the very beginning, and was actively canvassing for votes in the middle. Her efforts made it impossible for everyone to say no, so she could only mess around once."

"The bookstore clerk is the emcee, the bookstore clerk votes, and the bookstore clerk presents the award. Isn't this just right." Another executive committee member next to him said with a smile.

"Yes, pure." Hamamoto Shigeru smiled with relief.

Amamiya Miki first stood there and adjusted her breath, which was a little short because of the fast walking, and then took out a folded card from her pocket.

"Good day, everyone. I am honored to announce the winner of the 2015 Honwu Grand Prize. In the past few months, we have gone through a long preparation before finally finalizing this book.

April is spring, the season when cherry blossoms are in full bloom. In the busy work, it seems that only when the cherry blossoms fall on my shoulders will I be alerted that spring has arrived. The moment I realized that spring has arrived, I couldn't help but think of fireworks and midsummer.

The summer belongs to popsicles. In hot weather, as long as I think of popsicles, saliva will be secreted continuously. When I was a child, I thought it was because my salivary glands were overdeveloped. When I grew up, I realized that it was the instinctive desire of people for beautiful things.

For me, novels are That's the existence. I like books. As long as I pick them up, I will forget the world around me.

And last year, I was lucky enough to read a novel that made my tears flow like saliva. When I closed the book, after I sorted out my mood, before I stopped crying, there was only a huge voice in my heart.

I want to recommend this book to everyone. Such a book should be seen by everyone!

When I was writing a review for this book, my hands were even shaking. I kept thinking about the plot, characters, and words in the book in my head..."

Everyone in the audience could feel the excitement of Amamiya Miki. The lady who spoke as gently as a lullaby from the beginning, now her voice was full of enthusiasm.

"Siguo Yinei, this is just like confessing in public."

Misaki Mugaku smacked his lips.

"You don't understand this, this is the most important part of the Shinto wedding, offering a blessing to the gods."

Oosaka Gang only hated that Hojo Kyosuke's female companions were not here, otherwise he would have to put on two tons of eye drops.

"This is a person who likes reading." Hojo Kyosuke said seriously.

Amemiya Miki on the stage was still talking nonstop. I don't know how she wrote so many words on that small piece of card paper. It really makes people suspect that the card paper is just a decoration. In fact, she has memorized all the contents in her mind.

Hamamoto Shigeru looked at the emcee on the stage and felt a big lump in his head.

The speech she submitted before was not like this.

The happiest person in the audience, except for those related to Hojo Kyosuke, might be Ishida Hidenori. Listening to the praise of the beautiful lady, his excited blood used his brain, and his yellow-brown face added a red color. The three colors mixed together, it was so black that he couldn't see what he looked like.

Finally, after taking a deep breath, Amemiya Miki folded the silver card paper in her hand and put it in her left pocket.

Behind her, two staff members in black suits walked onto the stage. They were not there to help her adjust the microphone, but each of them held the golden silk cloth on one side, ready to perform a "wow--" performance.

At this time, the emcee should have said, "Please let the speaker announce the winner of the grand prize." However, since the emcee was speaking, Amamiya Miki spoke directly.

"Then, let me announce the work that won the 2015 Honya Grand Prize."

After that, she took out another card from her right pocket. This time it was a golden card with the Honya Grand Prize logo on it.

The color gold sometimes looks a bit vulgar. But Honya Grand Prize likes it and uses it a lot. No matter what it is, once it increases in number and becomes bigger, it will undergo a qualitative change.

The golden background wall, golden ambient lighting, golden floor, and golden silk cloth all have nobility written on the forehead.

Amamiya Miki looked towards the audience.

Feeling that gaze, Hojo Kyousuke couldn't help but straighten up, making the golden-red daylily flowers on his chest brighter.

The Yukinoshita sisters in front of the TV, Kato Megumi in front of the laptop, and Yamauchi Sakura and others in the audience. Even though they already knew the result, they still couldn't help but look nervously at Amamiya Miki on the stage, blinking their eyes. Without blinking, it was amazingly bright in the dark.

"Then, the winning works of the 2015 Honya Grand Prize were selected by bookstore clerks across the country."

Amamiya Miki paused for a moment, feeling that the scene was so quiet that she seemed to be able to hear everyone's heartbeats. The corner of her mouth raised slightly, she raised her voice, and said the nice name:

""The Devotion of Suspect X" by Kyosuke Hojo!"

As her words fell, passionate percussion music immediately came from the speakers, and every drum beat seemed to hit people's hearts.

"The winning work of the 2015 Honya Grand Prize is "The Devotion of Suspect X" by Kyosuke Hojo!"

As the master of ceremony, Amamiya Miki repeated it again, then turned sideways and looked behind her.

To put it simply, if there were not so many rituals to prepare for it, the weight would not be heavier than what to eat for lunch, but now, everyone feels like they are breathing a sigh of relief.

The two staff members standing next to the golden silk cloth also quickly pulled off the silk cloth, revealing the true face of this huge object in Lushan.

There is still a golden background, and in the middle are two huge book cover posters, which are the backs of Hojo Kyosuke. Below is a row of his books, followed by colorful cardboard filled with recommendations from the store clerk, as well as handmade three-dimensional books and character signboards.

"Damn it, I really want to take it home!"

Looking at the handmade three-dimensional book carefully crafted by the bookstore employees on the stage, Sakura screamed unwillingly, but she also knew that it could not be taken away.

"Kita, Kita, Hojo Kyosuke!?"

The first person to exclaim was Ishida Hidenori. If his legs hadn't suddenly become weak, he would have jumped up.

At this moment, he was not as high-spirited as before. He slumped down on the chair, stretched out his legs, and almost kicked the reporter in front of him.

"Yes, Hojo-san won the award. He really deserves it."

The reporter from "Weekly Bunshun" who had been putting up with him for a long time turned around and smiled.

"How is that possible! She pronounced it wrong!"

For a moment, Ishida Hidenori felt that the charming face of the emcee on the stage had become as ugly as his wife, and his voice was as harsh as nails scratching a blackboard.

Aisaka Tsuyoshi and others next to them all showed happy expressions. If they hadn't known that the occasion was wrong, they would have wanted to take out their mobile phones and record it.

"The moment I decided to laugh out loud, I had already decided not to take the subway this week, no, this month." Misaki Megakusho said.

"The same goes for me. It would be bad if Ishida-san's ghost accidentally hurts me. But, Misaki, won't you go back to Kyoto?" Wancheng Yaji nodded.

"Hojo Sauna has won such a big prize, shouldn't he treat us who have come from afar to congratulate him?" Misaki Megao was still staring at Ishida Hidenori when he spoke, and he was already thinking about the subject of the next book.

"Hmph, let me tell you, Hojo's cooking skills are outstanding. Even among the restaurants in Kyoto, none of them can match him!" Aisaka was also staring at Ishida Hidenori when he spoke. He was a serious person. Mystery novelists cannot let go of such a good subject matter.

Didn’t the president write about the kendo tournament murder incident? It should be reasonable to have a murder at an award ceremony yourself, right? It should be reasonable for someone like him to sit down and watch others receive awards and applaud him. Seeing his happy appearance surrounded by beautiful girls, he should have murderous thoughts in his heart, right?

Only Tetsuta Kirisaki showed a compassionate expression above, shook his head, and couldn't bear to look at it any more. At this time, seeing Hidenori Ishida's dejected appearance, he felt that his methods were indeed a bit naive, and he had to keep pace with the times. Picking up other people's kids from school and stuff like that are all remnants of the old days.

In the Internet age, cyber violence is the cheapest and most vicious weapon for the gangsters. That's right, it's time for the navy army that was formed before to start practicing again. The news of the eldest brother's award must be made known to the whole world.

Why didn't Hojo Kyosuke laugh? Because he had already walked to the stage under the guidance of the staff before Amamiya Miki finished reading the award speech.

As he said before, for him, this is his wedding to the House Awards, and for others who did not win, this is their funeral. Teacher Hidenori Ishida is not specifically mentioned here, although he did die more completely. Not only is the heart dead, but the society is also dead.

That's it, he had to keep a straight face and not laugh.

"That's it. It's time to smile happily."

When Hojo Kyosuke walked to the stairs to the left of the ceremony stage, a voice suddenly rang. He turned his head and saw a slim figure slowly walking out of the small door behind the ceremony stage.

"Shiyu!?" He shouted in surprise, the smile on his face even wider.

Wearing a long black dress, Kasumigaoka Shiu slowly walked out of the darkness. Her long black hair was pulled into a bun and tied behind her head, fixed with a silver clip. There is a charming and bright smile on her face, and her burgundy eyes are shining like gems.

Because of Naoka, Hojo Kyosuke has some knowledge of clothing. He agrees with the saying in the clothing industry that "even a horseman relies on clothes, and a horse relies on saddles". Like him, even if everyone thought he was too handsome before.

But after wearing the clothes carefully prepared by Naoka, people will think that he is already handsome beyond the sky.

And now, looking at the beautiful and mysterious Kasumigaoka Utaha in front of him, he thinks that clothes are just a decoration.

It is not the luxurious black dress that makes the girl more beautiful, but Kasumigaoka Utaha's perfect figure and face that make this dress bloom with a charm that the designer has never imagined.

He thought he knew a lot about Utaha's wonderful softness, but now he found out that he was wrong.

Breasts are a woman's secondary sexual characteristics, which can also be understood as people using this to identify your gender, so the importance of this part is self-evident.

Most beautiful women's breasts are beautiful, but that needs to be seen in the overall picture.

Some people's breasts are small, making the overall look a little shriveled. Some people's breasts are too big, so their waists have to become thicker to support the weight of the upper body.

Some people's skin is rough, which looks unsightly; some people's skin is too white, and their blood vessels are too thick, which makes their full breasts look a little awkward.

But the breasts of Shiyu in front of her are perfect. Thanks to her excellent imagination and memory, Shiyu in a black dress and Shiyu without clothes seem to appear in front of her at the same time.

The pair of huge and upright breasts are supported by the slender waist, soft, plump and coordinated. One point more is too fat, and one point less is too thin.

Shiyu's face has the fullness of a royal sister. This perfect breast, combined with the buttocks that Eriri calls erotic, and the slender legs with tightening lines below.

"Are you here to attend our wedding?" Hojo Kyosuke asked involuntarily, and even forgot for a moment that he was going to go on stage to hold up his other child, the trophy of the Honya Award.

"I'm here to see you take our child and win the honor."

Kasumigaoka Utaha took a step forward, her tone was so soft and moist, and the hot breath she exhaled made Hojo Kyosuke shrug.

"Why didn't you tell me before?"

"Surprise."

"Surprise?"

"Well, go on stage, hold up the trophy, and accept the cheers of the people."

Kasumigaoka didn't continue to explain, because the cover of "The Devotion of Suspect X" and Hojo Kyosuke's name and Amamiya Miki's voice had already appeared on the big screen.

"Next, Miss Amamiya Miki will present the trophy to the winning work. Hojo Kyosuke-san, please."

I don't know how Amamiya Miki, who was both the emcee and the award presenter, restrained her smile and said such words, but maybe she didn't restrain herself at all, because the smile on her face was too bright.

The passionate music sounded again, this time it was orchestral music. There was no need for percussion music, because as Hojo Kyosuke walked to the center of the ceremony platform, warm applause had already sounded from the audience.

Those who were clapping did not look like they were attending their own funeral. They were so enthusiastic that Hojo Kyosuke thought he was back at a junior high school graduation ceremony.

Hmm? No!

Amid the scattered applause, there were a few particularly loud voices, just like borrowing a cat's hand, clapping without any pain.

An idea suddenly occurred to him, and his strong body control ability allowed him to restrain the urge to turn his head over there, and he still smiled and walked towards Amamiya Miki.

He walked to Miss Amamiya's side, and after the two bowed to each other three times like worshiping heaven and earth, he took the crystal trophy from her.

When the two of them held the trophy together and faced the reporters to take pictures, a voice came from the speakers: "Presenting a commemorative trophy to the grand prize winner Hojo-san."

It was Shigeru Hamamoto, the chairman of the board, who came on stage in person. This was something that had to be said, but the emcee was there smiling like a sunflower while presenting the award. It was impossible for him to bow and explain at the same time, so he had to come.

Flash! Flash! Flash!

The reporters in the audience were taking photos desperately, as if they were competing to show off how good their wives bought with public funds were.

But now Hojo Kyosuke had no time to complain that he forgot to wear sunglasses, because his attention was attracted by the corner in the lower right corner of the venue.

Mom? Dad? Kashiko?

Eriri, Yukino, Miki?

And Onizuka, Danma, Hatagoro... Brother Maki?

He blinked hard during the interval when the flash stopped.

They didn't disappear, it was really them! They are all here!

Hojo Kyosuke looked back and forth between Sakura Mitsuha and others on the left and his mother and others, and his heart was filled with a huge surprise.

They are all here!

The mother was standing there holding Kashiko, her face didn't change at all, and she was excited and waved Kashiko's hand to herself. The father's face, which liked to pretend to be serious, was now full of bright smiles.

Eriri was wearing a white dress, standing between Yukino and Miki, looking like... like she was very happy.

Miki and Yukino were also clapping their hands vigorously, but they seemed to be very cautious, their eyes drifting towards the direction of Hojo Kyosuke's parents.

Onitsuka and Danma's faces were so excited that they looked like they were speeding on an empty highway, and Hojo Kyosuke was afraid that they would whistle.

Maki Kyosuke wore a formal suit, and Tsuzuki Ryoo followed him as usual. The two of them were as formal as if they were attending a parent-teacher meeting, but they didn't worry about their suits tearing and clapped their hands desperately.

What kind of child doesn't want to share the honor with his mother, and what kind of boss doesn't want to tell his former subordinates how powerful he is now?

But Hojo Kyosuke's introverted personality sometimes prevented him from doing those things, so he only invited his mother once, and after receiving the reply that he was traveling and couldn't make it back, he didn't ask again.

As for Maki Kyosuke and Onitsuka, how, can they still say, come and see my award ceremony?

But now...

Although it was a bit embarrassing, Hojo Kyosuke wanted to raise the trophy and wave it vigorously towards his mother, so that Miki and the others could have a good look.

If you don't return to your hometown, you will be like walking in the night in brocade clothes. Now seeing so many people he cares about cheering for him, someone surrounded by gold really experienced the joy of receiving the award. This is much better than the reprint contract of the publisher, and Fukuzawa Yukichi is still a long way behind.

This is, a surprise?

Taking the opportunity to turn his head to let the other side of the reporter take pictures, he looked at Kasumigaoka Shiyu who followed him to the ceremony platform with surprise.

Shiyu, she...

Kyosuke Hojo never thought that he would receive such a gift. Last night, before playing with him, Shiyu did so many things.

This woman, he now understands why Eriri calls Shiyu a witch. This is really a witch. Which man can refuse a woman who would bother to prepare such a surprise for himself?

Compared with Amamiya Miki in a silver ladies' suit, Kasumigaoka in a black dress is more like an award presenter. She stood aside, looking at Kyosuke Hojo and the trophy in his hand, with pride and satisfaction in her heart.

This is the child of herself and Kyosuke!

This book, from the beginning of Kyosuke's writing, asking for his opinions, to the mid-term correction of typos and grammar, to the final version later, all of them were communicated bit by bit by her to help Kyosuke Hojo and the publisher.

Compared with the child of Kyosuke and Kashiwagi Eri, her own child is obviously better!

The two of them just stared at each other, as if they could know each other's thoughts just by looking at each other.

"Tsk, that woman!"

Eri pouted. Even if she cooperated throughout the process, even if Kyosuke's mother was next to her, she couldn't control her dissatisfaction with Kasumigaoka.

Damn it, why didn't I come up with this idea!!!

The girl cried out unwillingly in her heart, and then woke up in the applause of Hojo Mikiko. A smile suddenly appeared on her face and she applauded enthusiastically.

When Kyosuke wins the award for the love novel I wrote, I will invite my father, mother, grandparents, Kyosuke's father, mother, and sister... and Sakura's, Glass's, Naoka's, that woman's... and Kyosuke's subordinates, the editors of the publishing house, and all the family members of Momotaro!

Others may think that Hojo Kyosuke is just cooperating with the photo, but Yamauchi Sakura, who can kiss his mouth accurately with her eyes closed, found something wrong at the first time.

"Huh?! Aunt Mikiko!" She turned her head while clapping.

"Aunt Mikiko?!"

Three exclamations sounded at the same time. Coincidentally, the four girls who were most familiar with Hojo Mikiko were not with her at the same time.

"Didn't she say she was traveling in Antarctica?" Mitsuha asked.

"Not South America?" Sakura was surprised.

"..."Glass looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha on the stage and had already guessed it in her heart.

The people in front of the screen also saw Kasumigaoka Utaha.

"Hey hey hey? Where did this come from? My rival actually ran to that kind of place?" Yukinoshita Haruno yelled, her long legs lifted off the sofa, and she suddenly leaned in front of the TV, almost spilling the champagne in her hand.

Rival?

Yukinoshita Yukino, who was also looking at Kasumigaoka Utaha on the screen, raised her eyebrows when she heard the word from her sister. Have the mother and sister already decided on the candidate?

"Ah! Terrible woman!" Yotsuha was shocked and pointed at the screen and asked the two younger brothers next to her.

"Yeah yeah!" Sachiko and Kaori nodded repeatedly.

Miyamizu Toshiki, who couldn't help but smile at his son-in-law, looked as ugly as when he first saw the comet fall, although he didn't remember what happened at that time.

This bastard actually brought people to that kind of place!

The only one who was not surprised was probably Kato Megumi, who had received the invitation from Kasumigaoka before and saw Eriri and others on the screen.

The phone was filled with the sound of her sister shouting and exclaiming, and the computer was filled with the applause of everyone for Kyosuke.

"Congratulations, Kyosuke~~" the girl whispered.

Hojo Kyosuke and Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at each other affectionately on the ceremony stage, and below the stage, "Weekly Bunshun" reporter Hirota Yoshitoki looked at the camera in his hand with a somewhat tangled expression.

I really didn't want to take gossip photos!

Obviously, the person standing with Hojo Kyosuke, holding the trophy with four hands together was Amamiya Miki, but as long as the beautiful woman in a black dress with a great figure appeared in the picture, anyone could see that there was a story between her and Hojo Kyosuke.

The editor-in-chief clearly told me to take photos of Hojo-san's glorious moments!

Hirota Yoshitoki was in a dilemma. His instinct as a gossip reporter urged him to take photos of Hojo Kyousuke's obvious gossip, but his boss' words and their magazine's consistent attitude towards Hojo Kyousuke made him control his hands.

The music that had been playing for a long time finally stopped, which also meant the end of the photo session.

"Ahem, that's it..."

The temporary emcee Shigeru Hamamoto coughed, which made reporter Hirota Yoshitoki feel relieved, and also made the two people on the stage, whose eyes were almost glued together, restrain themselves a little.

"The trophy is over, and the next award is the 100,000 yen library card provided by Neon Book Popularization Co., Ltd."

While the emcee was speaking, Hojo Kyosuke also handed the trophy to Senior Shiyu.

However, although it is a courtesy to receive the trophy with both hands, he always felt that Senior Shiyu's cautious movements and the expression on her face looked like she was receiving a baby.

No, I was infected by that guy Oosaka Tsuyoshi!

At most, it was the fruit of the love between Senior Shiyu and me, and how could a child be made of crystal.

After watching Senior Shiyu walk off the stage with the trophy and walk towards her mother and others, he turned around and looked at a man whose name he didn't hear clearly.

No way, a library card...

This is not as good as giving out rice and peanut oil...

While complaining in his heart, he smiled and held up the huge library card with the man to let the reporters take pictures crazily again.

After the second prize, it was the set of mechanical pencils he chose. The last time, the executive officer of Zebra Company, Yamato Nagakage, came over with a smile, holding a huge cardboard card with a stationery pattern in his hand.

Returning to the emcee desk, Amemiya Miki took the microphone and began to read the advertising slogan in a soft voice. Yes, advertising slogan, this stationery company may have paid too much money. Amemiya Miki read the product introduction, from the material of the plastic shell of the mechanical pencil to the production process of the continuous lead, and even the name of the lead was displayed on the big screen.

Although he did not get a share of the sales, Hojo Kyosuke still maintained a perfect smile.

The flash lights flashed wildly again. Hojo Kyosuke didn't know how much space these people planned to give him and the Honya Award. Would their magazines or newspapers be able to fit so many photos?

After the special appreciation, flowers were presented. I used to think this was a good ritual, but now I can only look at Ishida Hidenori in the audience to have fun.

Wait, it's already now, who set him up?

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