area51novel Chapter 699 I am so great
Chapter 699 I am so great
Chapter 699 I am so great
Hojo Kyosuke was lying on the bed with an irrepressible smile on his face, and he still seemed to be feeling the constant caress of Nozomi's soft little hands.
Just when he was saying good night to Eriri and returning to the corridor, the door of Glass's house behind him suddenly opened, and without waiting for him to say anything, the girl threw herself into his arms.
"Kyosuke-kun, I'm so worried."
Nishimiya Naoko just whispered this sentence, and the dim light could not hide the strong emotions in her eyes.
When she was in elementary school and junior high school, she always spoke very seriously, which meant her voice was a little loud. That was because of her hearing impairment, so she would subconsciously increase the volume until she could hear it. But after joining an entertainment agency and starting voice actor training, this habit gradually changed. Even if the sound of someone speaking was still a little fuzzy in her ears, she could use common sense to confirm whether the other person heard it.
This is a great improvement for the shy and timid Glass, as it allows her to whisper some embarrassing words.
While speaking, she did not forget to gently close her door.
Although the door was only opened for a moment, Hojo Kyosuke, who had a scanning eye, had already seen Nishimiya Yuzuru sleeping like a pig on the bed. As an adult, Nishimiya Yaeko slept alone in the guest room, and Yuzuru was reluctant to spend any time with his sister.
The soft girl said nothing, and boldly lifted up Kyousuke's clothes, and began to examine him carefully with the help of the light from her phone. After a long time, she was sure that her little hands had touched every part of Hojo's body, and then Glass breathed a sigh of relief.
"Great! No one was hurt."
She cheered softly, extremely happy.
"Of course, knowing that Nitro-chan would be distressed, how could I bear to see him get hurt?"
Hojo Kyosuke chuckled and said that the injured were those who no one cared about. For someone like him who has a family, in order to avoid worrying his family, he naturally chose to beat others to protect himself.
I gently touched Glass's little head. Her smooth hair was just like the girl herself, soft and fluffy, and felt great.
He opened his mouth to speak, but the girl suddenly slipped out of his arms, opened the door and ran back, leaving only a sentence "Good night, Kyousuke-kun"
He smiled silently, he knew that Naoko was afraid of being discovered by Yuzuru, this little cutie was still too shy.
He took two steps to his own door, held the door handle and was about to open it, but he suddenly looked at Senior Asakano-Oka's door nervously. But unfortunately, after waiting for two or three seconds, the door still showed no sign of opening.
Going to bed so early...
Muttering with regret, recalling the plump feel of his hands, someone returned to his room in disappointment.
Without turning on the lights or taking off his clothes, he just lay on the bed.
The fatigue of the whole day finally burst out at this moment. Every part of my body was groaning and I felt tired from the inside out.
The tempered body groaned: Bastard, do you know how painful it is to try to suppress the strength and be careful not to kill them! Chopping them away without hurting them is much more tiring than chopping them all to death!
The super brain is also counting the master's crimes, socializing, fighting, talking about love... all kinds of things are switched seamlessly, even the super brain can't handle it. If you change to a real superman, you will break up many times. Of course, the editor will help him.
Fortunately, although he was very tired, the feeling of Mitsuha and Eriri massaging him was clearly engraved in his body and memory. At this moment, he was lying alone on the bed, but it seemed as if there were two girls kneeling beside him, massaging him gently with their soft and white hands. How comfortable it was. In an instant, the tempered body and super brain expressed satisfaction. It must be the original body that had the ability!
Slowly closing his eyes, Hojo Kyosuke put his hands and feet into strange positions and began to roll over on the bed to relax his muscles. Only by doing it himself could he most effectively relieve physical fatigue.
As he relaxed his body, messages began to flash rapidly through his mind.
As early as the beginning when he could hardly afford to eat and had to accept support from his subordinates, Hojo Kyosuke set his goal to become a plagiarist. However, the reality was far more cruel than his ideal. He was not a person with natural talent like Senior Kasumigaoka, and even a small town student like Mitsuha couldn't help laughing at what he wrote.
Fortunately, he picked up a humanoid automatic drawing tool by accident... Oh, no, he picked up a comic book girl who was trying to insult him. With the desire to create a better world, he decisively imported the comic book Eriri into the main picture and began to print comics with the help of the drawing skills brought by his talent in science.
With the help of Eriri, a talented painter, the copywriting business has achieved great success.
But Hojo Kyosuke did not indulge in his past glory. He still kept his original intention and wanted to become a real plagiarist.
In the endless years, he made countless efforts, risking catching a cold, wandering the streets of Tokyo on his motorcycle every night; risking getting fat, eating several bowls of midnight snacks every night; risking his life, maneuvering between various forces...
He used up all his energy, paid a heavy price, and used amazing wisdom and invincible skills to seduce girls!
Finally, he broke through himself, succeeded and also had "artistic talent".
This is really not easy, just look at Mitsuha's surprise when she found out that he had become a famous writer. Breaking through oneself is the most difficult thing in the world, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a miracle.
In short, Hojo Kyosuke's efforts were not in vain, and he finally acquired the ability to write.
After careful analysis by his super brain, he chose detective novels as his first step into the literary world.
This is a brilliant move. Unlike serious literature, which is not popular but cannot make money, it can also have a very high social status in Japan. The only difficulty is to write a good work, which is exactly what he does not need to worry about the least.
It can be said that from the moment he started writing, Hojo Kyosuke's goal was to win an award. To put it more bluntly, the Neon Mystery Writers Association Award was something he had already considered as a sure thing long ago.
He read a lot of existing mystery novels to explore and realize his "artistic talent" and activate his memories of his past life. During that period, the mystery novels he bought alone filled two large boxes. Every morning when he woke up, the first thing he did was to read novels. Apart from reading, he would eat and sleep.
The only entertainment he had was to go out and search for new novels he hadn't read. It was also during that time that he became friends with the old lady who was the manager of the Black Cat Bookstore and the gigolo Imaizumi Sanshiro. Hojo Kyosuke dared to swear that he had never been so hardworking in his senior year of high school in his previous life. Forgetting to eat and sleep was no longer an adjective, but a reality.
Fortunately, his efforts were not in vain. He could feel his talent being realized every day. Every time he opened a new novel, he would have a deeper understanding. He could clearly see that his writing skills were constantly improving, and the novels he had read in his previous life were becoming more and more numerous and clearer in his mind.
Decades of growth were shortened to an extremely terrifying time through his own efforts... and with a little help from the Chip System.
Put pen to paper and start writing. It is very easy to write down the title of a book, but it is very difficult to accumulate the content bit by bit.
Carefully consider and revise repeatedly. Memory is not omnipotent. Memory that is good at deceiving and self-modification has no loyalty at all. Even a super brain can't do anything about it. The keyboard is so smoky from typing that it has also become a part of the practice. It is not easy to type lightly without destroying the keyboard with one finger.
After completing the first draft, I asked senior sister Kasumigaoka to help review and proofread it. For this, I sacrificed my looks and committed the sin of lust, and suffered the condemnation of my conscience.
Submit it to the editor, finalize it for publication, and leave its fate to the market.
This last step is even more painful than all the previous ones. When learning, I can feel my own progress. Although it is tiring, it can be called enjoyment. When writing, I have to endure the temptation of the demon of Slaanesh. Although it is painful, it can be called enjoyment. Only at this stage of book publishing, even if the work has proven itself in the previous life, the prospects are still unclear.
Even though the royalties had already been deposited into the account and were safe in his pocket even though his subordinates had mobilized friends and family to quickly purchase tens of thousands of copies, and even though the comics' accumulated fans and popularity had quickly consumed hundreds of thousands of copies, Hojo Kyosuke was still very worried.
Although it instantly topped the bestseller list, it didn't stop him from worrying.
Fortunately, with the company of many girls, until now, Hojo Kyosuke still remembers the very heartwarming words that Eriri said:
"Cheer up! If no one buys them, I will buy them all and send them to everyone for free. Even if he is blind, I will let him see your talent, Kyousuke!"
Eriri, who had become a well-known painter of the otherworld by then, even wanted to launch a "pornographic picture offensive". Her specific plan was to first buy the novels back, then attach her own erotic pictures as a bonus and then sell them.
Someone was moved and quickly stopped her. After all, he was not worried.
Fortunately, the best-selling guy was powerful enough and could still fight even in a different world. Hojo Kyosuke happily sent a private jet, two large cruise ships, three luxury houses and 1 trillion in cash to the other party overnight to express his gratitude.
The novel was a hot seller, and he was able to add his identity as a mystery novelist to his personal information. But this was not enough, Tetsuta Kisaki and the editor of the publishing house told him that he should strike while the iron is hot to increase the popularity.
So he started to hold book signing sessions like crazy and canvass for votes to win the grand prize.
With his unrivaled talent and a bit of handsomeness, he conquered the fair-minded bookstore clerks and won the Honya Grand Prize with his invincible "three consecutive breakthroughs", becoming the first mystery novel in history to win the Honya Grand Prize.
Everything is moving in the best direction, and the next step is to win higher awards.
[Neon Mystery Writers Association Award]
It is the highest honor in the Japanese mystery literature world and also one of the most valuable awards in the Japanese literary world.
With the introduction of the publishing house, he met his senior Tsuyoshi Oosaka, who also graduated from Tojo Junior High School. With his recommendation, he joined the Neon Mystery Writers Association, and with his unparalleled personal charm, he quickly formed a good personal relationship with the president of the association.
Even the president of the association is my brother, how can I not win the award? Do you believe it or not, engrave my name on your trophy?
But eight out of ten things in life are not as we wish. Beautiful wishes are like the princess in Grimm's fairy tale, who has to go through eighty-one difficulties before she can realize them.
The struggle between the orthodox and social factions, personal conflicts among judges, conflicts of interest, discrimination based on seniority...
Thousands of difficulties and setbacks came to Hojo Kyosuke one after another, pushing him away from his goal. They didn't want him to get what he wanted, to be able to live comfortably as a Japanese writer and be a happy person who would be accepted by society and the people no matter how many mistakes he made.
Fortunately, although Hojo Kyosuke cannot hide in the belly of a fish to avoid being hunted down, he has talents that he has worked hard for and countless friends and subordinates.
He accepted a new admirer, Akifumi Naito, and used his connections with the Metropolitan Police Department to win over two social judges.
When the new manga was exposed and the judges rebelled, he was not in a hurry and did not complain to editor Shimomura. He wrote a new mystery novel and sent Xisaki out. He easily became good friends with the two judges and established a stronger friendship.
He caused a storm on the Internet, and even the Neon Mystery Association, which had remained unchanged for hundreds of years, began to reform according to his wishes.
With one blow after another, he chopped down all the difficulties that stood in his way.
With confidence in the road ahead, Hojo Kyosuke's steps were as steady as a rock.
Until the award ceremony, there were still bad people who wanted to ruin his good deeds, but it didn't matter, he had long been accustomed to everything. It would be abnormal if there was no darkness before dawn, just like there would always be a trap before the treasure.
Foresight, since there must be a trap, why can't I dig it myself?
Those who want to dig a trap to hinder me, go take a bath in the trap first, wash off all the filth on your body before doing anything else. If they still have the strength to climb out, Hojo Kyosuke will not be stingy to let them admire his glory.
Finally, finally, after going through so much, he finally got his own gold watch.
Starting tomorrow, his works will be marked with new titles in large golden letters:
"68th Neon Mystery Writers Association Award-winning work"
"The youngest literary giant in history"
"The reasoning genius after Edogawa Ranpo and Matsumoto Seicho"
Countless praises will be heaped upon him. There is no doubt that tonight, the editorial offices of countless magazines and newspapers are working all night to urgently edit tomorrow's front-page headlines - the enthronement of the new emperor Hojo Kyousuke.
Although Hojo Kyosuke is not afraid of taking shortcuts and likes to take advantage of others, he is also willing to try the fruits of victory that he has worked so hard to obtain.
I have to say, things that are snatched are sweeter!
Sleeping in bed, in the darkness where no one could see him, Hojo Kyosuke finally stopped maintaining his nonchalant appearance and laughed excitedly.
Thanks to the big guys for their monthly tickets, recommendation tickets and reward support, thank you
(End of this chapter)