Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Fuji TV was not polite, and invited Matsumoto Motohiro and a group of experts to appear on the show. The two sides quarreled in the air, and a group of cyber experts were inseparable at the electromagnetic wave level.

The sales of newspapers and TV ratings on both sides have been rising steadily. Among them, Fuji TV even sent a special agent to contact Hojo Kyosuke, offering a high price to invite him to appear on the show, and promised to help him promote his new book and works. If you want to film and television, you can also actively help him contact him.

Regarding this, Hojo Kyosuke politely asked the people at TV Asahi. Unexpectedly, the people here didn't care at all and enthusiastically helped him raise the price. As for the reason——

"If you, Hojo-san, had been with us, no one would be watching Fuji TV soon. It has to be evenly matched to have ratings."

Just like that, Hojo Kyosuke came to the studio in a special car from Fuji TV. The host made no secret of his hostility. Of course, it may also be the effect of the program. He invited three well-known sociological research experts and two veterans of the reasoning association. The three of them, together with Matsumoto Motohiro, besieged Hojo Kyosuke.

The director is very good at creating show effects. When the experts were scolding him, he even dropped a sword from the sky. He used a wire rope to drop a samurai sword from the top of the studio to Hojo Kyosuke. Then the host introduced him to the audience in an extremely grandiose manner. Hojo Kyosuke's apprenticeship and kendo competition results.

When he saw Hojo Kyosuke holding the scabbard of his sword and pushing open the blade, looking at him with those peach blossom eyes, even though he knew it was a show effect, Matsumoto Motohiro still couldn't help but was so scared that he slid under the table.

It was at this moment that he realized why when he invited the two judges who should be his allies, Kurokawa Toyoma and Naganuma Hiroki, they looked at him with such sympathetic expressions.

The three experts who often appeared on the show didn't know whether they were very good at making the show work or were really scared. They jumped up and ran behind the host to hide.

Hojo Kyousuke first smiled and glanced at the few people opposite who were working hard as mentioned earlier, and then looked at the knife in his hand.

Well, it's real metal, but the blade is round enough to be used for scraping.

He looked at the host again and realized that he had not told himself about this program in advance, so he was bullying the guests.

Just push the scabbard back, and a silver light suddenly appears. Although it's just a look-alike, this knife is really beautiful. The blade pattern is like a flowing cloud, the blade can be seen through the light, and the decoration on the scabbard and handle is extremely luxurious.

The host over there pretended to protect the three people behind him, while looking at Hojo Kyosuke nervously, and loudly introduced the origin of the sword, saying that it was a sword used by famous generals in ancient times to kill ghosts.

Hojo Kyosuke understood. It turned out to be a prop used in filming a TV series.

I waved it casually. Although it looked good, considering the actor's physical condition, this knife was made of relatively light metal.

The host over there is still acting:

"How about it, Hojo-san, it's a good sword, right? For the sake of me offering the sword, please let me go after killing other people. This show cannot do without me. If it can't be on TV next week When they see me, all the beauties across the country will be sad and shed tears..."

As he spoke, he squeezed out a few tears.

Hojo Kyosuke nodded:

"It is indeed a good knife."

As he said this, he stood up. No matter how good the quality is, holding a weapon is always better than empty-handed. This is the life motto of a certain martial artist who fears death. Even a handful of sand is better than empty hands!

The host over there was still about to speak when he saw Hojo Kyosuke suddenly raised his knife. The mirror-polished blade shone abnormally under the lights of the studio.

Then, there was a flash of silver light, and Hojo Kyosuke slashed with his sword.

Bang——Boom——

He saw that the table in front of him was suddenly split in half, and the name tags, water glasses and other things placed on it were scattered on the ground in a mess.

"It is indeed a sword that can kill ghosts. It is indeed a good sword."

Hojo Kyousuke raised his eyebrows and looked at the host over there. He turned the blade and a dazzling light flew straight into the host's eyes.

The host, who was about to get angry, suddenly felt cold all over. He didn't come back to his senses until the director shouted several times into the headset. Then he strode towards the table that was split in half with grandiose exclaims, shouting Si Guoyi incessantly, and then motioned to the camera for a close-up, showing the smooth cut surface of the table.

People who have watched the show will hear an exclamation at this time, "Masaka! The demon-slaying blade handed down from the Warring States Period can actually cut through a solid wood table?"

At the scene, the three experts squatted in front of the broken table and marveled.

Seeing the three sections of his neck exposed unpreparedly in front of him, Hojo Kyousuke tried his best to restrain his arms that were about to move.

demon! The demon in my arms is about to break free! .

On the other hand, Matsumoto Motohiro, who slipped under the table, couldn't hold back anymore. That bastard Hojo Kyosuke wanted to tell himself that he could cut me into two pieces even if he hid under the table! ?

This old boy jumped up, regardless of his professionalism, and directly asked the host what he was doing, actually providing weapons for Hojo Kyousuke.

The host over there made an embarrassed expression at the camera, and then said:

"Hojo-san, can you show me the sword in your hand?"

Hojo Kyousuke was naturally happy and showed the rounded blade to the audience, and slid his palm back and forth on it twice.

Wow——

The audience atmosphere group below did not need the stage management to direct, and they all exclaimed and applauded. They were all amazed at Hojo Kyosuke's swordsmanship, which was like a divine skill. How could a blunt knife cut such a smooth cut?

Others were surprised, but Matsumoto Motohiro was frightened. If a guy like Hojo Kyosuke could cut the table with such a blunt knife, then wouldn't he be able to kill with a single hand knife?

At this time, a veteran of the mystery association questioned that the table might be a prop of the program group and was sawed in half in advance. As expected of a mystery novelist, he knows about murder props.

Seeing this situation, the director on the sidelines keenly discovered the highlight and immediately gave instructions to the host through the headset. The host then came to the judge and asked him to carefully check the table in front of him, and invited two audience members to check it together. After everyone was sure that there was absolutely no problem with the table, the host climbed up and jumped hard a few times.

"Hojo-san, can you please show me the move you just made? It should be a very powerful name, right? It looks very gorgeous, like moonlight and a pool of water, Masaka! Could it be the secret technique of Hokushin Ittoryu, "Water Jade Slash"! ?"

The host made a gesture like digging the ground.

Hearing the word "Water Jade", Hojo Kyosuke was a little surprised. This is indeed the secret technique of Hokushin Ittoryu's long sword technique. In addition to "Water Jade", there are also secret techniques such as "Black Dragon", "Komare", "Three Moons", "Kusa Origami", "Big Clouds", and "Nine Glory Swords". Some of them can be heard as techniques, and some are purely abstract like "Water Jade" and "Black Dragon".

"It's not "Water Jade". I'm not yet at the age where I can be taught such skills. This is just an ordinary slash." Hojo Kyosuke explained with a smile. Those secret techniques are one of the reasons why Yamamura Ono Shihan has always wanted him to go to the main family, but...

"Is it true! ? Ordinary slashes are so powerful, if it is a real secret, can't it cut down an airplane? "The host widened his eyes.

Yes, unless those secrets can really have supernatural powers, Hojo Kyosuke doesn't think they will be stronger than himself.

The two chatted for a few more words, and then walked to the table of the elders of the Retirement Association. Without waiting for the elders to say a few harsh words, Hojo Kyosuke swung his sword and slashed it down.

Bang-bang--

In the eyes of the elders who couldn't believe it, the table he had checked countless times just now was split into two, and the cut was so smooth that there was no burr.

"How did you do it! ?" The elders asked loudly in disbelief. This is easier than cutting tofu.

"Well..." Hojo Kyosuke hesitated.

"I know, I know, it's speed, right! Speed ​​equals power. Everyone knows about water cutting, right? As long as the speed is fast enough, even water can cut steel, not to mention the demon-slaying blade. Don't you know that Hojo-san is a man known as the "Hope of Neon Kendo"? This kind of thing is a piece of cake for him! "

The host was talking nonsense and almost mentioned quantum mechanics. No, after being questioned twice, he decisively brought up quantum mechanics, saying that you, a writer of mystery novels, should study the murder knives carefully. If you don't understand science, don't talk nonsense.

Hojo Kyosuke nodded his head.

The theme of the show then shifted. The host, instructed by the director, dragged Hojo Kyosuke to destroy the studio. They chopped down the tables and chairs, and then the teleprompter. If the camera was not the god of the TV station, I'm afraid I would have wanted to lift the camera up to Hojo. Just chop him up.

Kato Megumi, who was sitting in the living room with her parents, sighed helplessly when she felt her phone vibrate. She picked up the phone and saw the words "Kato Keiichi" on the screen as expected.

After looking at the man wielding a knife on the TV screen, Megumi's good mood was swept away, and she answered the phone with a bitter face. She didn't dare not answer it, as she was sitting with her parents at the moment. If she didn't answer it, Keiichi would definitely call her mother or father immediately, and then she would not only be tortured by Keiichi, but also be criticized.

"Moshimoshi..."

"Xiaohui! Did you see it? Did you see it?!"

"I saw it." Megumi answered weakly.

"I mean, did you see Hojo-san? Fuji TV! Go and watch it quickly. If you didn't see it, I'll send you the video later. "

Please spare me...

The girl closed her eyes, and a trace of pain rarely appeared on her calm little face. At the same time, she secretly complained to someone in her heart.

It's no wonder that at the next family gathering of the Kato family, Keiichi's reserved program will become today's program. Originally, because Hojo took Keiichi to participate in the training, Keiichi's excitement was slightly reduced. Hui was very confident that she could convince him not to play the video of Hojo cutting bamboo mats before. Now...

Ah-really-

Why did Hojo go on the show again when he had nothing to do? Why didn't he I'll take it as a demonstration prop from Keiichi!

"Hey~ Hey~ I've recorded it myself, I'll watch it carefully later~"

Mei tried to keep her tone calm. If she showed impatience, Keiichi would teach her a lesson like the best child of the Kato family. See, this is the benefit of speaking calmly, no one will care.

After saying this, the girl put her phone aside and didn't hang up. She let Kato Keiichi continue to chatter about his admiration for Hojo-kun, and she continued to watch TV silently, watching Hojo-kun trying to advertise his new work in between chopping.

Speaking of new books, Kato Megumi's eyes drifted to the side. On the coffee table in the living room, there was a book with a blue and white cover, which was "The Dream and Death of Writer K".

It was sent by Hojo-kun the day before yesterday. At ten o'clock in the evening, he stood at the door of his house with a cold and busy body and a gentle smile and handed it to him personally, and asked for more advice.

More advice?

The clever girl said several words "Siguoyi~~" calmly on the spot

It's really amazing. The classmates in the class are discussing this book, and even Eriri, as an artist, has become a hot topic in major media. The art club in the school is interviewing new people after school these days. Both boys and girls want to get a word of guidance from Miss Sawamura. It would be even better if they could sit aside and watch Miss Sawamura painting quietly.

It must be as beautiful as a fairy tale, a quiet artistic beauty.

When Kato Hui heard this, she almost lost her composure. After all, she had helped in Ruyi Dormitory before, and she knew clearly what Eriri was like when she was rushing to finish her manuscript.

She was quiet, but she had nothing to do with being demure. When she was not talking, her brows were furrowed as if she was fighting, and when she was talking, she was yelling madly, sometimes scolding Hojo-kun, sometimes scolding Sankei Shimbun, and sometimes scolding Kasumigaoka-senpai... Although I don't know what this has to do with Kasumigaoka-senpai, anyway, Eriri seemed to be looking for inspiration in this way, and she would start writing again after scolding for a while.

Really, these talented people are really enviable.

Hui returned to the room, found a pile of newspapers and magazines, and continued the work that she had not finished before.

The girl found all the reports about Hojo-kun and Eriri, cut them carefully, and pasted them on the notebook. Next to them, she wrote a string of words with little thoughts.

Although I can't be a brilliant genius like Kyousuke and Eriri, when the geniuses create miracles, I am dazzling enough standing with them.

Hui's little hand gently stroked the cover of "The Dream and Death of Writer K" and the string of numbers. This is not the official version for sale, but a sample issue given by the author to relatives and friends.

Who is number one? Who are number two and number three?

The girl blinked and decided to see what number Eriri's sample issue was when she went to school tomorrow.

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