NovelsAlex Chapter 662: His Style Test
Chapter 662: His Style Test
Chapter 662: His Style Test
Hojo Kyosuke was not at all tempted by someone's promise of a big gold watch. As a person who has long been accustomed to smartphones, he was extremely disgusted with wearing watches even as a decoration.
It's a nuisance when hitting someone, okay? As for using the watch as brass knuckles? Come on, a pure gold watch, how can it be stronger than his iron fist!
So he smiled and said perfunctorily:
"You should keep your gold watch for Xisaki. He will definitely enter the Political Science and Law Department of the University of Tokyo. Then he will be your direct descendant."
Yes, not only are there many factions within the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, but the largest faction, the Tokyo University Kinbiao Group, is even divided into "legitimate" and "illegitimate" groups. Even though they are all graduates of the University of Tokyo, those who graduated from the Political Science and Law Department are the legitimate descendants, while those who graduated from other departments are not as pure in blood and are inferior to others when they get in.
This is the true meaning of changing one's destiny through studying. You don't need any background. As long as you can successfully enter the Political Science and Law Department of the University of Tokyo and pass the civil service exam, then as long as you don't commit suicide, you can rise to the highest position you can reasonably reach. As for ability? Solving cases? Chasing murderers? It doesn't exist.
Hojo Kyosuke was still very much looking forward to it. It would be so interesting to see Tetsuta Kisaki, who was a deputy of a support club that had turned from evil to good and was a member of a criminal organization... er, a reserve criminal... no, became a police officer representing justice. He almost laughed out loud with joy just thinking about it.
Yukino will be desperate, right?
"Hahahaha~~"
In the empty corridor, Hojo Kyosuke laughed out loud to himself.
Naito Akifumi, who was about to continue lobbying, looked puzzled, and then he saw the young couple gathered together to talk in whispers again. After a while, Miss Miyamizu slapped Hojo's arm in an angry manner.
Asshole! Where on earth does this guy get so many jokes to make girls happy! ?
No, just leave without saying anything!
The two old men stopped talking and walked quickly to the front.
Tokyo is the most comfortable in this season. The day and night are relatively balanced, basically half and half. People who like day and night will not quarrel. The sun sets at 6:30, and the lights are bright at 7 o'clock.
After the group walked into the lobby, the hotel manager immediately walked over in small steps as soon as he saw Hojo Kyosuke. There was no way, even though there were many celebrities active in the hotel today, there was no one as handsome as Hojo Kyosuke.
The breast beauty manager had known about Hojo Kyosuke's award a long time ago. When she saw the protagonist who was supposed to be receiving congratulations at the award ceremony appearing here, she thought something had gone wrong. Her tone was a little nervous when she asked questions, and she didn't look like the social butterfly at all.
Miyamizu Mitsuha, the narrator, saw this and thought, well, last time a beautiful bookstore clerk appeared in the Bookstore Awards, and this time a hotel manager appeared in the Mystery Association Awards, my man really attracts bees and butterflies wherever he goes. The girl immediately reached out and took Hojo Kyosuke's arm, raised her head and stared at him with a smile, which clearly meant: tell me, let me see how you pick up girls, let me learn from you.
Someone seemed to have nothing to hide and was not panicking. He smiled and said a few perfunctorily that the ceremony went well and that he would have other things to do now. He also thanked the hotel for its support.
The beautiful breast manager heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this. You know, in order to host the awards ceremony of the Neon Mystery Writers Association, their hotel started preparing two months ago. If the protagonist Hojo Kyosuke said something bad about the hotel in front of some media later, it would have no idea whether it would have any impact on the hotel. They, the staff, would definitely not end up well.
After bidding farewell to the busty manager, Hojo Kyosuke continued to walk forward with Naito Akifumi who was already getting impatient. The latter wanted to tell a few jokes about his romantic encounter, but gave up after looking at Miss Miyamizu next to him.
When they arrived at the hotel entrance, Mitsuha Miyamizu consciously let go of the arm around Hojo Kyosuke. It wasn't because she was embarrassed, but because there were too many reporters waiting at the hotel entrance. The famous and prestigious reporters were invited to the venue to take close-up photos. Most of the reporters who were still blocking the hotel entrance to feed mosquitoes were from unknown gossip magazines and tabloids with low circulation, or independent journalists and freelance media people.
Even though these people were not strong enough to go in for a drink of water, their power might be even more terrifying than those of the giant newspaper groups in the venue. After all, since the reporters in the venue were invited in, they had to give the organizers some face, and the articles they wrote had to satisfy everyone, otherwise they would not be invited next time.
But these little reporters at the door don’t have the ability to enter the venue and get first-hand information, so if they want to cheat on sales, they have to use every possible means.
Just like now, Hojo Kyosuke and Mitsuha Miyamizu are walking out of the hotel hand in hand. If they are smiling, the paparazzi's newspaper headlines tomorrow will be "Amorous nature, it is better to date his girlfriend than to win the Mystery Association Award, Hojo Kyosuke runs away from the award ceremony with a beautiful girl". If they are serious, the paparazzi will write "He just took his girlfriend to meet his parents in the daytime and was kicked out of the house in the evening".
In short, the integrity of the Japanese gossip media is beyond doubt. It is a deep black hole that cannot be filled even if the Pacific Ocean and the Atlantic Ocean are filled together.
That's why Mitsuha was so smart as to let go of her hand and handed the stage to Hojo Kyosuke next to her. The girl knew that her lover was very good at dealing with such things.
The most important thing is, if the reporters took a picture of them holding hands and put it in tomorrow's magazine, Shiyu and the others would say that they ran away secretly.
As expected, as soon as Hojo Kyosuke showed up, the reporters who had been keeping a distance from him swarmed over him, each wanting to put the thick black microphone in someone's mouth, which made someone's face turn black instantly. He wanted to show these guys what a handless devil he was several times. However, he still restrained his impulse. Although he could afford to pay compensation and hire a lawyer, he didn't want to let these paparazzi get rich.
Naito Akifumi, who was standing next to him, frowned when he saw the mess. He hated these guys the most when he was in the Metropolitan Police Department. He didn't expect that he wouldn't have a good weekend to be free. He immediately raised his hand to block the reporters and escort Hojo Kyosuke to the car. The driver he brought with him had already driven the car to the door of the hotel.
So shiny...
Miyamizu Mitsuha looked at the big gold watch on Naito Akifumi's wrist and secretly clicked her tongue. This aesthetic was really old-fashioned. One could tell at a glance that the Todai School had a long history.
If Kyosuke really wore this watch, Eriri would die of laughter, right?
As an elite police officer of the Gold Watch Group, Naito may not care about these reporters, but Hojo Kyosuke can't stand it. He pushes this guy aside with a wave of his hand and greets the reporters with a smile on his face.
"Thank you for your concern. I am honored to receive the award..."
He raised his hand to show the reporter the watch on his hand, and then said something to share his joy, which was to thank a bunch of people. He indicated that he would not leave for a while, so the reporters did not surround him. Someone then slowly walked towards a black Alpha driven by Hirata Shuntaka.
As expected, the reporter asked why Hojo Kyosuke came out at this time, after all, the award ceremony banquet had not ended yet.
Someone smiled and said that it was his master who wanted to celebrate his award. When the reporters heard this, they immediately asked excitedly, what is a "master"? Someone who taught Hojo Kyosuke to write novels? This is new information.
Hojo Kyosuke smiled and explained that it was his master in kendo.
"...Hokushin Ittoryu is an indispensable part of my growth process. Without the teacher, there would be no Hojo Kyousuke today..."
Yes, if he hadn't learned this unfortunate Beichen Ittoryu, he wouldn't have been nicknamed "Handless Devil" as soon as he debuted. It's simply a dark history.
Although the reporters didn't know why Hojo Kyosuke asked his kendo master to help celebrate his award-winning novel, they were still excited to hear the name of Hokushin Ittoryu and kept asking all kinds of questions.
At this time, Hojo Kyosuke also walked to the side of the car door. Mitsuha Miyamizu was already sitting there with her seat belt fastened, waiting for him.
"…I'm sorry, everyone. The time is almost up. The seniors in the dojo are still waiting for me. It would be rude to be late…"
He apologized while moving his butt into the car, his words were sincere, but how could the reporter let him go so easily? Someone immediately came forward to put the microphone in his mouth, but this time Hojo Kyosuke was not polite and directly pulled the car door over, almost pinching the unscrupulous paparazzi's hand off. Finally, he opened the car window and said with a smile:
"If you still want to interview, you may go to the Hokushin Ittoryu main dojo, Yaesu Okemachi Chiba dojo. There should be someone there to receive you then."
Hojo Kyosuke finally smiled and waved, then signaled the driver to drive away.
Looking at the taillights of the black MPV, some reporters standing still took some photos of the car. Looking at the rolling eyes, they might be thinking, "I am so happy to win the grand prize. Before the award ceremony is over, Hojo Kyosuke will..."
"What should we do? Should we wait here for Hojo-sensei's family and girlfriends to come out, or should we follow him to the kendo field?"
A photographer asked his partner next to him, which was also the question of other reporters present. Today's protagonist is undoubtedly Hojo Kyousuke. If anyone fails to bring back a few photos of Hojo Kyousuke, the newspaper boss will ask him to pack up and leave tonight. Logically, he should follow Hojo Kyousuke closely.
But according to the intelligence obtained during the day, Hojo Kyousuke's parents and a bunch of women who were close to him were also in the hotel. How could they miss this kind of information that could make up a hundred bloody love stories just by hearing the name? Even if they were all minors, they could still take a few mosaics and put them on the cover. Mosaics would be more attractive!
"let me see……"
The partner hesitated for a moment and quickly made a decision:
"You continue to stay here. I will immediately follow Hojo Kyousuke and call the company to get another photographer."
"it is good!"
After the partner finished speaking, he immediately rushed to the roadside and looked for a place to take a taxi. Obviously, he didn't have the time to leisurely take a subway ride, and the boss would not refuse to reimburse him.
A few paparazzi he was familiar with immediately followed him, urging them to carpool and use the reimbursement money to drink together.
Hojo Kyosuke didn't know that the reporters had really followed him. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care. After all, it was a great honor for him to go to the main family. Isn't it normal to cause some trouble? If he wasn't so outstanding, why would they rush to find him?
Naito Akifumi didn't care either. Instead, he twisted his body in his seat like a maggot and soon let out a comfortable moan.
"You really know how to enjoy life. You are only a high school student and you have this kind of car. I would have thought you were an elderly person."
The best official car for the Metropolitan Police Department is Lexus. Don’t even think about buying a car that pursues comfort like Alpha.
"If you can turn my dojo into a kendo training dojo for the Metropolitan Police Department, I will ask Kisaki to donate ten tomorrow." Hojo Kyosuke said casually.
"Forget it then."
After they chatted for a while, Naito Akifumi began to tell Hojo Kyosuke in detail about the current situation at the main dojo.
Although it was not the most congested time on Tokyo roads after seven o'clock, it was not much better either. It was enough time for them to chat slowly from Minato Ward to Chiyoda Ward.
"…That's it. I don't know why, but the dojos all knew that you would be coming tonight, Hojo. They are all rubbing their hands in anticipation of giving you a lesson. Even our dojo's top master, Daidoji Shoji, said he wanted to compete with you."
Naito Akifumi listed the names of the dojo schools and masters gathered at the Okemachi Chiba Dojo tonight, with a helpless look on his face as he spoke:
"I have tried to persuade them, telling them that you, Hojo, are not arrogant at all, but a good boy who is humble and respectful to his elders. But they heard from somewhere that you are invincible, and they all... sigh..."
Miyamizu Mitsuha next to her frowned slightly. She didn't expect that what Kyosuke said was actually true. There was actually someone waiting to chop him down?
How can this be? You actually want to chop down my Kyousuke?!
The girl clenched her fists, regretting not asking Eriri to bring her the real sword.
Miss Miko secretly made up her mind that she would go to the door and observe carefully. If the situation was not right, she would immediately call Tetsuta Kisaki to dispatch a large force and let those stupid subordinates ride motorcycles to crush the Beichen Ittoryu Dojo. If that didn't work, she would ask her father to call the special forces.
Shancun Xiaoyepeng was also shocked when he heard this, but he was not shocked by the dire situation in the dojo, but by how shameless his friend was.
He knew that Naito had been promoting his disciple's reputation everywhere in the past few months. No matter if the opponent was a kendo master who had won the top three in the All-Japan Kendo Championship, or a wrestling champion in the police kendo competition, he would directly and strongly say:
"On April 27th, I will be waiting for you at the Yaesu Hokushin Ittoryu Okemachi Chiba Dojo. Hojo-kun will show you what a true genius is."
Otherwise, why would those schools and masters come to their own dojo so late at night to join in the fun?
Thank you for your monthly votes, recommendation votes and reward support. Thank you.
(End of this chapter)