Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 996: He has a split personality? Yukinoshita is suspicious

Those who watched the game yesterday were all students from Sobu High School. They watched Japan's local superstars being slaughtered by Hojo Kyosuke.

Although I felt pity for my idol, I also felt a strange sense of satisfaction. To put it simply,

"Hojo-kun, please be gentler and don't be so rough."

The emotions were very complicated, but it was refreshing to see the big American stars getting beaten up. For a moment, even my back became much straighter.

When I become a corporate slave and contact foreign companies in the future, if I need to get off the ground, I can probably put my head on the ground and think proudly, "You have been beaten by our Hojo-sama."

But today was different. While the students of Sobu High School were still taking exams, the sports field was occupied by a large number of people from outside the school, especially foreigners who came overnight.

Some people come to witness the appearance of God with their own eyes, and some come to cheer for their favorite team, but these two groups are almost overlapping. After all, the winner is the king in sports competitions.

This is the most fascinating part of the competition. Even a backward country that can’t even get enough food can beat the world’s top countries in the arena.

On a pure playing field, only pure victory is what fans pursue.

The Koshien baseball giants use huge scholarships to recruit baseball talents who have emerged in junior high school to form a galaxy giant team. The Yomiuri Giants poach players every year. The New York Yankees also wave money to pay the high luxury tax to win the victory at an average cost of several million dollars per game...

Even though there are newspaper reports every year criticizing the actions of these giants and saying they will "ruin baseball," the fact is that some people criticize them but others love them. Failure is certainly empathetic, but victory is the most dopamine-stimulating thing!

The foreigners with colorful hair on the field watched their star player being crushed by Hojo Kyosuke like an ant. They held their heads and wailed "Oh~~No——!!" while screaming wildly and shouting Hojo Kyosuke's name.

The noise at the scene was even more terrifying than that of the Koshien with 50,000 to 60,000 people. If this happened every day, I'm afraid the surrounding residents would come to complain to the school.

Fortunately, the surrounding residents were also screaming outside the baseball field at this time. Looking at these foreigners who had never seen the world, the residents who had come here with their families to watch the practice match between Sobu High School and Komatsugawa were filled with pride.

Hojo Kyosuke is absolutely professional when it comes to dealing with fans, and he performs a fancy baseball bat move every time he hits a home run.

As the name suggests, a fancy baseball bat is a fancy way of playing with a baseball bat. It takes advantage of the fact that the baseball bat is top-heavy, and is swung out violently and then let go, allowing the bat to rotate in the air, or to be smashed to the ground and rebound, which is very entertaining.

Hojo Kyosuke's performance is more gorgeous and more dangerous than all the fancy baseball bat masters in the world. Although the bat is made of wood, it must be swung with extra force to achieve a gorgeous visual effect. Any mistake will result in a second-degree disability.

When he was performing his tricks, the screams from the people around him were even crazier than when he hit a home run. This super genius's cool and handsome style completely touched the hearts of Americans.

On the sidelines, Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the confident boy who was displaying his talent to the fullest, and a smile appeared on her cold little face involuntarily.

When he saw the excitement, he secretly clenched his fists and cheered a few times, then quickly closed his mouth to calm down, with a strong sense of stealing.

Of course, it is also extremely insulting. In professional games, such a handsome look would easily lead to the bench being cleared. In fact, there are many cases where a player who hits a good ball and then swipes his stick will incur the anger of his opponent.

But now...

Those basketball stars for whom Hojo Kyosuke easily hit invisible home runs, faced with Hojo Kyosuke's inhumane and cool performance, all just lowered their heads, shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

Fight? No kidding, this man's ball speed is fxxk 180!

If they get hit by a punch, they will have to play ball with God. As professional players, they know very well how strong Hojo Kyosuke's body is.

That guy is a monster. I have no idea how such a small body could contain such powerful strength.

Hojo Kyosuke is 1.8 meters tall and weighs over 80 kilograms, which is indeed considered "skinny" in front of these professional players. But as everyone knows, Zhou...

"Everyone's physique is different. You know, I'm a sports student."

Hojo Kyosuke smiled and greeted today's victims. The test was over now, and it was even faster than yesterday.

The one-sided crazy cheering from the sidelines made the players feel very tormented. Compared with this small high school at this moment, those devil's home stadiums that are famous throughout the United States can be called paradise.

Among the countless cheers and applause, there was only one name, Hojo Kyosuke, as if their existence was just to make Hojo Kyosuke's victory even more exciting.

These superstars who earn tens of millions of dollars in salaries have deeply felt the disparity in the world. Although they are geniuses, they are nothing more than weak mortals in front of this man named Hojo Kyosuke.

"Bro, you're a monster, you know that?"

A player who was over 1.9 meters tall, with blond hair and blue eyes walked up to Hojo Kyosuke and said with a wry smile on his face:

"After playing against you, I don't know how to play anymore."

As the absolute star player of the New York Mets, Stengel's words would definitely cause an uproar if heard by the media. But after hearing this, the other players present all nodded in agreement, saying that this 16-year-old boy was definitely a super pervert.

The weak players from the Sobu High School baseball team also gathered together. Although they couldn't understand English, they were able to get all the information they wanted from the foreigners' expressions.

This was not because of the air-reading skill, but because those expressions were too familiar. They had seen them on many people's faces. Shikamiya Takashi, Komatsukawa...including themselves.

It was just that she was conquered by Hojo God in an ordinary way. From then on, her soul was shrouded in a horrible shadow and trembled at the feet of Hojo God.

Yukinoshita Yukino can understand English, but she is not kind enough to translate for Ryota Tsuchiya and others.

Looking at the pretty black-haired girl standing beside him, Hojo Kyosuke opened his mouth to say something, but before he could say anything, he was called away by Xisaki.

He didn't even have time to play house with the coaches and managers of the baseball teams like he did yesterday, because today he had to hold a fan meeting.

When the test was just now underway, Xisaki went to urgently mobilize the relevant materials. The stock of baseball caps and baseball uniforms was too low. No one expected that Hojo Kyosuke's test would cause such a sensation and attract so many American fans.

Even after the last practice match with Komatsukawa, at the request of the enthusiastic audience, Principal Kanakawa Koneko contacted the factory to produce some Sobu High School baseball team peripherals, but it was still too few for the huge number of spectators on site.

So, in order to satisfy the fans' surging desire to consume, Hojo Kyosuke had no choice but to send Kisaki to the publishing house to get a truckload of "The Devotion of Suspect X" and a truckload of "Dreams and Death of Writer K".

His works are basically sold in multiple languages ​​simultaneously, and translation is easy to do, he doesn't even need to make an effort, the publishers have strong translation capabilities. Although Japanese people pronounce English in a weird way, their translation is not bad. It is not as accurate and elegant as Chinese, but the second-year student mentality engraved in their bones can be expressed with scarce English words, which is also an important reason why the second-year student culture can sweep the world.

As for why they didn't sell comics and light novels... well, the reason is that the price of these two mystery novels is much higher than the former, and it helps to improve the quality. If nothing unexpected happens, these people at the scene will become loyal fans, it's just a matter of time.

When selling novels, Xisaki will guide them to join the community, forming a fan group with extraordinary cohesion and fighting power, who will work hard and sacrifice their lives to open up the market in America in the future.

He is very skilled at this kind of thing.

Looking at the barbed wire entrance to the baseball field, parasols had already been set up and isolation belts had been pulled out.

Uniformed police officers skillfully guided the audience to line up. On each side of the entrance was a table with sales clerks who spoke fluent English, and next to them were mountains of books.

Editor Akamatsu from the novel publishing house was laughing so hard that his mouth was about to break, and the editor-in-chief of "Weekly Shonen High" Tetsuya Shimomura had a reluctant look on his face, but he still helped out.

Looking at Hojo Kyosuke walking towards the makeshift signing area surrounded by his assistants, the baseball players looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Hojo..."

The New York Mets player Stengel just now said in confusion:

"Shouldn't he...shouldn't he be selling autographed ball caps or T-shirts?"

It cannot be said that these professional athletes have no IQ, but it can be said that it is not high. It is basically impossible for them to read novels, so they have no idea that Hojo Kyosuke is also a cartoonist and writer who is famous all over the world.

The others were also confused, watching the man autograph novels for his fans and taking photos with them.

Hojo Kyosuke did not take a shower and change into a suit. He just washed himself briefly and still wore his baseball uniform. Even when taking photos, he carried the baseball bat on his shoulder. The blonde fan next to him held the signed "Dreams and Death of Writer K" to his chest with both hands and smiled brightly.

"Hojo! You must bring your talent to America! You are a fucking super genius. No matter which team you join, I will buy an annual ticket and support you in every game!"

"When will the baseball cap be available? I can't wait to wear the same hat as yours! I declare that from today on I am your biggest fan!"

"Hojo! I love you so much, I really want you to throw the ball at my head!"

"..."

The male fans were incredibly enthusiastic, and almost every one of them asked for a hug when taking a photo.

The body odor was simply terrible. Although Hojo Kyosuke had a bright smile on his face, his heart was about to collapse, and he kept condemning the super body for its inaction.

Super brain, now order the super body to turn off its sense of smell!

But unfortunately, both the super brain and the super body have become waste, and the invincible body control is simply a decoration.

He had no choice but to keep telling himself in his mind, "Making money is not shameful, it's not shameful."

What Kisaki asked the publishing house to ship was not the cheap stuff like the paperback edition that was reprinted twice or thrice, but the collector's edition that the publishing house specially printed after Hojo Kyosuke won the Honya Grand Prize and the Neon Mystery Writers Association Award.

One copy can buy more than a dozen library copies, and it is precisely because of the high price that there are so many left in stock.

At this time, the publishing house is already contacting its partners in America to ask them to start printing as soon as possible. They believe that once these people post the group photo on social platforms, it will inevitably cause a new round of "Hojo Kyosuke storm."

Neon, America and even the British Empire, these countries are simply paradise for writers, and politicians and businessmen are all eager to publish books to make money.

The male fans are fanatical, and the female fans are not bad either.

"Hojo! This is my phone number. I will be staying in Neon for a long time, remember to call me!!"

"Mr. Hojo, you know my family doesn't allow me to have a boyfriend before I reach adulthood, but I think a guy who can throw 180 magic balls is enough for them to make an exception. Call me!"

"I want to have a baby with you! Our baby will be super cute!"

"..."

To be honest, even Hojo Kyosuke, who lives with a bunch of beautiful girls every day, has seen several beautiful female fans.

Green eyes like lakes, a mature and fiery body; gray eyes as deep as glaciers, passionate and fanatical eyes...

To be honest, the type of people that Hojo Kyosuke likes are Sakura, Mitsuha, Eriri, Shiwa-senpai, Naoka... girls like them who are full of youthful vitality.

But now he finally realized his true heart. After all, I just like beautiful women. Cherry-like lips or plump and sexy lips, they have to be good-looking.

These crazy fans are also very easy to deal with. After the English version of the novel was sold out, Xisaki, a guy without any conscience at all, directly brought in several trucks of Japanese novels and comics.

It sold so well that these people didn't care whether they could understand it or not. As long as it had Hojo Kyosuke's name on it, they would pay for it with their eyes closed. Each of them bought more than one or two copies, and some rich people even bought dozens or hundreds of copies.

The atmosphere at the scene was so fanatical that it was frightening. The foreigners kept rushing forward like zombies. The patrolmen who were called in to maintain order were so scared that they even wanted to call the SAT (Special Assault Team).

Fortunately, even more fanatical than the fans are the members of the Violent Angels. These guys are idiots who feed on fighting and are perfect for maintaining order.

Yukinoshita Yukino stood at the edge of the crowd, her arms folded across her chest, staring quietly at the sign-in area, looking at the big boy with a bright smile who kept taking photos with people.

It was the first time she saw Hojo Kyosuke in business, and for a moment she felt extremely curious.

Now he is modest and friendly. He will use a gentle voice to comfort the excited fans who are about to have a heart attack, ask if they want to write a blessing in the book, and...

He was completely different from the unbridled person he was on the field before, as if he had instantly switched to another personality. (End of this chapter)