Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

More and more people filled the meeting room at Sobu High School. Before the Ham Fighters, the manager of Yakult arrived at the school in advance. From his sweat-soaked shirt, it was clear that he was very anxious. He bowed 90 degrees as soon as he arrived, saying that it was a sin to neglect Hojo-kun and that the boss of their team was on the way.

In cases like this, where students are spotted by companies because of their talent, the company's instructor or teacher is usually there to assist in the negotiations to prevent students with insufficient social experience from being deceived or unable to make favorable choices.

The instructor of the baseball club where Hojo Kyosuke is is Hiratsuka Shizuka, the young and promising teacher who is always busy celebrating the victory and enjoying the cheers with the baseball club members. The teacher in charge of his first-year F class, that...haha, what a coincidence, is also the lovely teacher Shizuka, she is really everywhere.

Therefore, the people who sat next to Hojo Kyosuke were the principals of Sobu High School, Toyosaki High School and Tojo High School. Although these three were only high school principals, their social status and connections were not low at all, or even very high. Even the major shareholders behind the major professional baseball teams had to give them some face.

The three principals sat in the front and resisted the poaching of scouts and managers. The principal of Sobu High School, in particular, almost called the security guards to chase them away, fearing that their treasure would be poached. You have to know that Hojo Kyosuke is not only the ticket king of the baseball team, this is just a pleasant surprise. The first one he had high hopes for was the kendo team. He wanted to rely on Hojo Kyosuke's influence to allow Sobu High School to develop sports projects in addition to colleges for further studies, so that it can be both civil and military.

Hojo Kyosuke enjoyed the kindness of the three principals with a smile, and from time to time he spoke endlessly about the good things of the three schools to the reporters.

"...Everyone knows that when I was faced with the choice of going from junior high school to high school, I was favored by too many schools, which made it difficult for me to choose. But in the end, it was Principal Jinchuan..."

Sobu High School's principal, Koneko Kanakawa, interrupted, "Hojo-kun! Stop being so formal, just call me Koneko!"

“…”

Hojo Kyosuke tilted his head slightly and smiled, then continued:

"I was impressed by Principal Kanakawa's plan for the future development of Sobu High School. He said, 'It is precisely because Sobu High School's kendo club has nothing right now that it is the best school for you, Hojo-san, to show your skills!' He saw the school's weakness in sports, and also saw..."

The muscular principal of Dongcheng nearby cursed in his heart when he heard this, so now the Kendo Club of Sobu High School is full, but the cost is that my Dongcheng Kendo Club is empty?

And Jinchuan Xiaomao was laughing. Wasn't this scene exactly the same as what he imagined when he heard that Hojo Kyousuke applied for admission? The only difference was that the time was much earlier! There were so many media coming for just a practice match. What would it feel like to win the national championship?

I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it, it’s so beautiful!

The old man was just fantasizing when he heard something strange come out of the mouth of his beloved student next to him.

"…My interest in kendo, baseball, and sports was completely developed during my time studying at Tojo. When people mention Tojo High School, they only know that it is a Tojo factory that produces 200 Tokyo University graduates every year, but they don't know that Tojo also focuses on the diversified development of students."

Hojo Kyosuke spoke to the reporter's camera:

"Yes, diversification. Even snack factories are diversifying. Students can't just study. Universities can't accommodate so many people, and not everyone can operate a computer flexibly. Everyone needs to find their own direction.

Principal Kitty's eyes turned red, and he could only comfort himself in his heart that it was just the cry of a loser, and now Hojo-kun is a student of Sobu High School! Then he heard the old guy next to him say shamelessly:

"Hojo-kun! Please complete the transfer procedures today! It doesn't matter whether you compete or not, East City will always be your home! Your family misses you!"

Koneko Kanakawa was about to curse, but to his relief, Hojo-kun simply ignored him, just as he had ignored Hiratsuka-sensei's request for a promotion and a pay raise.

The principal of Toyonosaki, Daisuke Hirate, who had been sitting nearby and listening silently, felt so wronged that he almost cried!

Mine! These honors should be mine!

Hojo Kyosuke obviously chose our private Toyonosaki Academy!!

The old man is already in his sixties. The last time he cried was when his daughter was born. Now his eyes feel sore and unbearable. He really wants to cry loudly to see if he can win back Hojo's heart.

Fortunately, Hojo Kyosuke never disappoints anyone and he is serious about keeping things simple.

Do you know the sea? It is because of the great Hojo Kyosuke that the word "sea level" came into being!

I believe this answer can well answer a philosophical question that Yukinoshita Yukino has been thinking about for a long time -

"If the Earth is a cat, then who is stroking its back, Lightning?"

He just changed the subject:

"Private Toyonosaki Academy is also a very good school. Everyone knows that I faced many choices when I was in junior high school and going to high school. In fact, I chose Toyonosaki Academy because it has the most open and free academic style! You should have heard of it. The pearl of Toyonosaki, Miss Eriri, is my lovely partner. We completed the work "The Dream and Death of Writer K" together. The poster she created set off a wave of popularity on the Internet..."

Now it was the turn of the principal of Dongcheng to look bitter, because now all the citizens knew that it was because there were no girls in Dongcheng that they lost their beloved emperor, Hojo Kyosuke. This painful fact even triggered several collective protests by students, demanding school reform, and it would be best if they could directly merge with a girls' school!

When Principal Koneko heard dear Hojo-kun start to praise Toyosaki Academy, the smile on his face became even brighter. For some reason, he suddenly felt an inexplicable pleasure, which was very taboo. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Principal Hirate with a meaningful smile.

Damn it!

Am I old and blind? Why did the kitten's hair turn yellow?

Hirate Daisuke was shocked and rubbed his eyes repeatedly, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the kitten had turned into a golden cat.

The reporters cooperated very well and asked some questions about the school, giving enough face to Hojo Kyosuke and the principal. After all, they knew that they would have to interview Hojo Kyosuke later, so it was very important to establish a good relationship.

When someone finally had enough of the show, Yoshitoki Hirota, a reporter from Weekly Bunshun, immediately seized the opportunity to ask:

"First of all, congratulations to Hojo-kun for achieving such an excellent result in baseball. I was really shocked when I saw the article in Nikkan Sports that you could throw a pitch at a speed of 160. After all, at that time, I was expecting you to write even better works. I never thought that you, Hojo-kun, would have such a shocking talent in baseball. 175, my God. I think the whole world will know your name tomorrow, and America on the other side of the ocean will be crazy about you."

This guy was all smiles. He had been dealing with Hojo Kyosuke since junior high school, so he knew how to talk to him and knew that he was a person who liked to hear good things. Or maybe Hojo Kyosuke himself didn't care, but the people around him really liked to hear people praising their Hojo-kun.

Before, when Hojo Kyosuke won the Neon Mystery Writers Association Award, a magazine called Shinkai wanted to interview Hojo Kyosuke, but was harshly rejected. The reply they received was very direct: "You said bad things about Kyosuke before, and you still want to interview? Wait for me to cause trouble for you!"

This incident also attracted a lot of attention in their circle. After all, journalists have a natural status, and those who dare to be so arrogant usually have no good end. Then everyone paid attention to it, and found that Shinkai actually did not publish any negative comments about Hojo Kyosuke. It was an editor of their company who complained about Hojo Kyosuke while surfing the Internet.

Colleagues were all shocked. How could he bear such a grudge?

Yes, even as the reply said, the magazine was still in trouble. Several writers and celebrities who had reported false news about them sent a lawyer's letter to seek innocence. According to industry gossip, the one who brought bad luck to the magazine was the same person who embarrassed Ishida Hidenori at this year's Honya Awards.

Not to mention those who are as powerful as nuclear bombs, even the spokesperson for Hojo Kyosuke, Tetsuta Kisaki with gold-rimmed glasses, would not feel good if anyone dared to say bad things about Hojo Kyosuke in front of him. On the contrary, if he, like Hirota Yoshitoki, started every meeting with good words about Hojo, then the communication would be very pleasant.

As expected, as soon as Hirota Yoshitoki finished speaking, he saw Tetsuta Kisaki and the three principals opposite him all had smiles on their faces.

Wait, it’s fine if Principal Jinchuan is laughing, but what are you two, Feng Zhiqi and those two from Dongcheng, so happy about?

"Then, before the interview, I have a question I want to ask Hojo-kun!"

Hirota Yoshitoki's eyes were bright.

Hojo Kyosuke smiled: "Please speak."

"One hundred and seventy-five kilometers, is this really Hojo-kun's limit!?"

Hirota raised his voice.

At this moment, everyone straightened their backs involuntarily and looked at Hojo Kyosuke with fiery eyes, especially the manager scouts of Yakult Swallow and Ham Fighters.

Because anyone with a discerning eye could see that the catcher of the Sobu High School baseball club was indeed very average, and the reason why Hojo Kyosuke kept his pitching speed at 160 at the beginning was all because of the catcher. It can be said that other pitchers were limited by their own arms and physical strength, while Hojo Kyosuke was limited by the catcher.

Especially when the ball speed reached over 170, the catcher needed the help of the referee to avoid falling headfirst.

At that time, Hojo Kyosuke really kept increasing the speed of the ball with every strikeout. His breathing did not change, the path of the ball did not change, his posture, expression, and even every step of his left leg was in the same footprint.

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All the spectators on the sidelines had a feeling that Hojo Kyosuke would keep accelerating, accelerating, with no limit and no end.

After every strikeout, everyone would shout out the new world record he set.

One hundred and seventy! One hundred and seventy-one! One hundred and seventy-two! !

But this expectation came to an abrupt end at 175. No one could blame the catcher, because a catcher who could catch 175 was still the best in the world! Especially after he ran to ice the ball immediately after the game ended, not to mention that a ball like that would break instantly if hit with a wooden bat.

"Is it the limit?"

Hojo Kyosuke stroked his chin, turned his head and looked at Tsuchiya Ryota beside him and asked:

"Tsuchiya-sama, how fast can I throw the ball?"

Yes, Ryota Tsuchiya also came, I don't know if he was inspired by a master or worried that his beloved ticket would be stolen. He came in a dirty baseball uniform, sweating all over, and sat down on the clean leather seat.

Fortunately, he can now become Principal Koneko's favorite disciple without threatening to commit seppuku and jump off the building, and he doesn't have to worry about being scolded.

"Hi!"

Tsuchiya Ryota agreed loudly, then stood up, took out his mobile phone, found a video, clicked it, and handed it to Xisaki to help project it on the big screen.

It was actually a video of Hojo Kyosuke practicing baseball.

"Because I had expected Hojo-kun to become a legend, I thought his practice videos would become important materials, so I would record them with a DV every time he practiced."

Tsuchiya Ryota said proudly.

"Well done, Tugu!"

Principal Kitty patted Tugu's shoulder in surprise, thinking that this unfortunate student was of some use besides committing suicide.

Principal Feng Zhiqi said disdainfully: "Ha! If it were me, I would buy a professional-grade camera for the baseball club instead of this civilian handheld DV!"

Principal Dongcheng also sneered: "Ha! If it were me, I would hire a professional photography team to take pictures of every detail of Hojo-kun's time at school!"

Hojo Kyosuke: “…”

Thank you, it’s a good thing I came to poor Sobu High School.

The quality of the video is really not good, especially the person holding the DV was jumping up and down excitedly from time to time, especially after the number "180" appeared on the speed gun.

"Did you see that? One hundred and eighty!!!"

"I'm going crazy. One hundred and eighty! I can't imagine any school being able to defeat us!"

"Koshien! Are you ready? Our dear ticket-holder is coming to slaughter!"

The guy holding the DV showed a big face and roared wildly at the camera.

Everyone in the conference room was shocked and looked disgusted. Who is this guy? There’s no need to take a close-up of him if he’s so ugly. Don’t you know that the camera should be focused on Hojo Kyosuke at this time?

Principal Kitty also asked with disdain:

"Tugu, who is this guy?"

Ryota Tsuchiya:

"Oh, he's our coach. All the other members had to train, but he had nothing to do, so we asked him to be in charge of recording the video."

The others all expressed their understanding. Even in the conference room, everyone could still hear the roar coming from the stadium. The pork cutlet rice coach had no idea what was going to happen in the conference room and was still diligently compiling the "Legendary Story of Dear Ticket Master and Coach Mihara". (End of this chapter)