strictlysupreme Chapter 612 We are all fans of Hojo Kyousuke
Chapter 612 We are all fans of Hojo Kyousuke
Chapter 612 We are all fans of Hojo Kyousuke
next day
Taito Hanada, a sales manager who came to Tokyo on a business trip from Osaka, drank until three in the morning last night in order to find customers.
"Really? It's a rare opportunity to stay in such a high-end hotel, but all my time was wasted sleeping."
Muttering to himself, Hanada Taito stumbled out of the hotel lobby. The hangover was hard to deal with, and even a seasoned fighter like him still had trouble adapting. He rubbed his eyes, but before he could adjust to the suddenly brighter light, he was frightened by the sight in front of him and stepped back.
In the small square opposite the hotel's main entrance, cannons were neatly arranged one after another, with the black muzzles pointed squarely at the hotel's main entrance, aiming at everyone who came out. Beside each cannon, there were soldiers holding naginatas to defend it. The cannons were densely packed, the spears were like a forest, and the whole atmosphere was like a bloody battlefield.
The sales manager Hanada Taito's eyes almost popped out, and he opened his mouth wide and started screaming. His scream was even more terrifying. Those cannons seemed to have locked onto the target, and flames burst out instantly. Hanada Taito was so scared that he collapsed to the ground, closing his eyes and screaming "Ahhh".
He could already smell the black powder; the solid shells were about to smash him into a pulp!
"Sir? Sir, what happened? Do you need help?"
A gentle female voice came from beside him. Huatian turned around and saw that it was the hotel manager he met when checking in yesterday. He was deeply impressed by her because she was so beautiful.
As for the name, it seems to be called Meixiong? No, although the manager's breasts are indeed big, firm and perfectly shaped, no one's name is called Meixiong. I'm not a plastic surgeon. Thinking of this, Hanada's eyes involuntarily drifted down and looked at Meixiong's chest.
Oh, so her name is Misaki Yasuko. I said I'm not the kind of person who forgets everything when I see breasts, but these two words are too close.
At this moment, this Misaki... beautiful breast manager's pretty face was filled with deep concern.
It's really a high-end hotel, the service attitude is perfect. Hanada Taito secretly praised in his heart. Forgive his selfishness. At least in his heart, he still wants to call her by the most beautiful part of Misaki Yasuko. What Misaki Manager? It's obviously the beautiful breast manager. He believes that this is the decision every man will make.
"Ah... nothing, nothing at all."
How could he say such unpleasant words facing such a concerned face and a breast that was about to touch his face?
"I was just hit by a shell. It's just a fatal wound. It's okay."
Hanada Taito raised his thumbs, showing eight... or nine? Or maybe ten? Anyway, he showed a confident and reassuring smile. Although his teeth were not straight, he was determined to show his heroism.
Hearing this, Misaki Yasuko was stunned at first, then she covered her mouth with the back of her hand and smiled faintly. It must be said that Hanada Taito's vision is indeed good. She can become a lobby manager. As a woman, Misaki Yasuko is really charming from every angle. A faint smile can make a man's self-esteem feel satisfied.
"Mr. Hanada is really humorous. However, even if it is only a fatal injury, please get up and sit on a chair to recuperate. I will pour you a glass of water and then call the hotel's health doctor to come over for you."
Manager Misaki used her arms to cooperate with another waiter to help Hanada Taito up. Feeling the softness on his arm, the sales manager exclaimed that it was great to be promoted. If he had not become a manager, his business trip budget would not have been able to afford to stay in such a luxurious hotel.
After he stood up and the breast beauty manager went to call a doctor, he finally came to his senses. After this moment, his head, which was still hazy after the hangover, became clearer.
Strange, was I hit by so many cannonballs?
He touched his suit and found it was perfectly wrinkled. That was because the hotel provided a very thoughtful cleaning and ironing service.
Is it true that a mere fatal injury doesn't matter?
Hanada Taito's eyes widened, his face instantly filled with ecstasy. As a manga lover since childhood, he certainly understood what happened to him. This was a golden finger! He was unscathed after being bombarded. This is at least a B-class hero in One Punch Man! In the real world, this is a unique S-class. Even Hojo Sensei can't beat me!
And not only the golden finger, but also the harem has appeared. The beautiful-breasted manager is the first harem, an obvious strong woman character, who will probably become a good helper in his career in the future. He encountered a bombardment at the door of the First Hotel. Even if the hotel did not die, it could not escape responsibility. He took this opportunity to take over this luxury hotel, and then played happy games with the beautiful-breasted manager in the luxurious office on the top floor.
A perfect protagonist template!
Just as Hanada Taito was happily wondering how to determine what his special ability was, a loud and dissatisfied shout was heard at the hotel entrance.
"Baka, you have nothing to do, why are you yelling? I thought some big shot showed up so early, wasting my time to hand in my paper."
A soldier carrying a cannon shouted loudly.
Then Hanada heard another soldier carrying a cannon say:
"Iida, you are still asleep. Didn't you switch to a digital camera ten years ago?"
"Metaphor, metaphor, do you understand? My energy is very precious. The shutter must be pressed at the critical moment. This is to maintain sensitivity!"
"... You, that's a camera. If you turn it on at the critical moment, will it be in time?"
"So it's a metaphor. You have no sense of humor!"
"..."
As he listened, Hanada Taito's eyes became deeper.
It turned out that… the things neatly arranged at the entrance of the hotel were not cannons, and the black guns aimed at me were not cannon muzzles, but cameras. The things standing tall like a forest were not spears and naginatas, but boom microphones…
I myself did not suffer any fatal injuries.
The flash of fire just now was actually a flash.
So what was I doing?
Thinking about how he had just screamed and crawled on the ground, Hanada Taito couldn't hold back his expression.
Beautiful breasts... Manager Misaki must think that I have a sudden illness, right?
Looking at Misaki Yasuko walking towards the end of the gorgeous hotel lobby with a doctor in a white coat, Hanada Taito just wanted to faint immediately, even if he had to turn into a real lunatic.
With a wry smile, he pinched his temple, thinking that when people grow up, they should not read comics and novels anymore, otherwise they will always be like children.
I obediently let the health care doctor check me out for a while and was advised to have a good rest. If necessary, I can use the hotel's massage service.
"…I'm ashamed to say that I saw the cameras and microphones of the reporters at the door and thought they were soldiers carrying cannons and naginatas. When the flash lights came on, I thought I was being smashed into a pulp by a cannonball."
Looking at Misaki Yasuko's concerned expression, Hanada smiled bitterly and said that now that his mind was much clearer, he already understood that the reason why this beautiful manager cared about him so much, in addition to her good professional qualities, was because she was worried that he would suddenly fall ill and cause trouble for the hotel.
"Haha~~"
Misaki Yasuko covered her mouth and chuckled twice again. That smile did not make Hanada feel embarrassed at all. Instead, it made him feel that he was a really open and generous man, and he had a sense of pride of being recognized.
"Those reporters, it's not wrong to say they are the military."
The beautiful manager said softly:
"The iron cannon and the naginata can only kill people's lives, but the video cameras in their hands can kill people's souls. So we have no way to drive them away and can only let them guard the door."
"Yeah, luckily I'm just a nobody, otherwise if my ugly behavior was posted online and seen by my colleagues and friends, I would be socially dead."
Hanada Taito nodded in agreement. He didn't realize that his resentment about what happened at the hotel entrance had quietly dissipated a lot after Misaki Yasuko's words. But even if he found out, he probably wouldn't care. Having such a beautiful woman chatting with him in a gentle voice, even the pain of the hangover was relieved a lot.
Feeling the change in the guest's demeanor, Misaki Yasuko chuckled inwardly and continued to speak:
"The event officially starts at 3pm, but these reporters have been waiting here since 8am."
This further shifts the blame for guests being frightened at the hotel door to somewhere else.
"Activity?"
Hanada Taito repeated it in a low voice, feeling that the memories obscured by alcohol were reviving in his mind.
"Yes, the Neon Mystery Writers Association will hold the final selection for the grand prize at our hotel at three o'clock in the afternoon. So all the rooms in our hotel have been booked since the day before yesterday." Misaki said.
"The room is booked!?"
Taito Hanada widened his eyes in surprise. This was not an economy hotel, but the "Tokyo Daiichi Hotel" located in Shinbashi, the core area of Tokyo's Minato Ward. It was the flagship hotel of the super-large Hankyu Hanshin Daiichi Hotels Group. It was famous for its gorgeous and noble hotel style. The hotel building looked expensive from the outside, and the word "splendid" was not enough to describe it.
The name Hankyu Hanshin tells you what this group is. It is a behemoth formed by the merger of railway groups, with businesses spanning transportation, hotels, department stores, international transportation, etc.
There is a saying in Osaka, "Hankyu is high-end, Hanshin is for the masses." This refers to the department stores of these two stores. After the two merged, they became Hankyu Hanshin Department Store. The hotel industry is also booming. There are only eleven hotels in Tokyo, and each one is a luxury hotel. The flagship store, "Tokyo Daiichi Hotel", is actually fully booked! ?
This shocking fact made Hanada Taito not have time to think about what he almost remembered just now, and he quickly asked:
“Although all the wealthy people in Japan are indeed concentrated in Tokyo, don’t they all have homes? Why do they all stay in hotels?”
"Hehe~~ Mr. Hanada is really humorous. Of course everyone has a house, but like you, aren't you also staying in our hotel?" Misaki said with a giggle.
"Me? I'm not a rich man. If I hadn't just been promoted to section chief and had enough travel expenses, I would still be staying at an economy hotel. I stayed at the First Hotel because the travel expenses would be wasted if I didn't use them, and secondly, Hojo-sensei would be here today to participate in the award ceremony, and I was thinking if I could run into him and ask him to update more."
Hanada Taito said with a wry smile, and then he saw the beautiful breast manager sitting opposite him suddenly smiled beautifully. That smile was completely different from the previous business-like smile, but was unusually bright and full of surprise.
"Oh, sir, you are staying in our hotel because of Mr. Hojo too?" Misaki Yasuko said in surprise.
"Really?" Huatian asked in confusion.
"Yes, a large part of the guests staying here these two days are people who came from all over the world to attend the Neon Mystery Association's awards ceremony. For example, Mr. John next to you came from the UK for Mr. Hojo."
Misaki Yasuko smiled and pointed to the side, where a foreign man wearing a silver-gray suit and a fine beard was sitting on a small independent sofa. The beautiful manager obviously knew that the Englishman John could understand Japanese, so she led the topic directly to that side.
John on the other side saw Taito Hanada's curious look and walked over with a cup of coffee.
"Good morning, the mornings in Tokyo are so refreshing and refreshing. I'm John Smith, and I work in a publishing house." Bearded John introduced himself.
"Oh, my name is Hanada Taito. The cherry blossoms have already fallen, otherwise you would have seen a more beautiful Tokyo." Hanada Taito is a sales manager with good eloquence. He added at the end:
"You speak Japanese really well."
"Of course, this is why I was sent to Neon."
John was not modest at all, and continued with a smile:
"I heard that you, Mr. Hanada, also stayed at Tokyo Daiichi Hotel because you wanted to meet Mr. Hojo? Excuse me, are you also my colleague?"
"Colleagues? Publishing industry? No, no, my company manufactures home appliances. I want to meet Mr. Hojo only because I am his fan and I like his comics." Taito Hanada shook his head.
Hearing this, John's smile became even brighter:
"Of course, of course, I am also a fan of Hojo Sensei. He is really a genius, isn't he? You and I, and those reporters outside, we are all fans of Hojo Sensei."
"I'm different from those guys. They just follow Hojo-sensei's work, but I've read every comic and novel by Hojo-sensei. I bought five copies of his latest work, The Dream and Death of Writer K, before I got the chance to win the extra comic!"
"Yes, yes, I can see that Mr. Hanada really likes Mr. Hojo..."
"No, who likes that guy? I'm here to urge him to update! When I see him, I will grab his neck and ask him when he will update!"
Hanada Taito said through gritted teeth.
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(End of this chapter)