strictlysupreme Chapter 606: Different from Them, I'm Special
Chapter 606: Different from Them, I'm Special
Chapter 606: Unlike Them, I Am Special
"Are there other celebrities recording shows here today? Is this a performance accident? Doesn't your production team coordinate in advance?"
“Now the fans who were supposed to gather around have all run to the front. What should I do?”
"Really? The atmosphere in the entertainment industry is getting worse and worse. As a public figure, you should take the initiative to maintain public order. Holding a fan meeting in a place where people are walking and relaxing, and I don't know which company the artist is from, I will definitely file a complaint later."
"What!? The one who doesn't follow the rules is Hojo-sensei?"
"How dare you! Who gave you the guts to say bad things about Hojo-sensei?!"
"But that's impossible. Tomorrow is the day for the Neon Mystery Writers Association Awards. How could Mr. Hojo be here?"
"It's actually true!?"
"Oh my god!? These passers-by are so lucky, they can actually meet Hojo-sensei while taking a normal walk."
"Quick, quick, is the camera on?"
"On this day, the supreme Hojo Sensei arrived in his faithful Kyoto today."
"Hurry up and get the boom microphone ready. I must record my conversation with Hojo-sensei perfectly!"
Hero Kusaka shouted loudly and went towards Hojo Kyosuke, first walking quickly, then jogging, and finally rushing forward.
Even the director who selected the role did not expect that Kusaka Hero would have such a great effect on the show. The staff including the host watched this guy go from crazy at the beginning to fanatical at the end, and he really grasped the true fragrance theorem.
Hojo Kyosuke frowned when he saw the camera coming over. Fortunately, the college students nearby were very privacy-conscious and spontaneously blocked the camera crew.
The director obviously knew something about these troublemakers at Kyoto University. After all, they had once done an exclusive interview with Yoshida Dormitory, the pigsty-like utopia of Kyoto University. He even suspected that these guys could take out a pile of pig shit from their trouser pockets at any time and throw it at his face, so he wisely stopped and watched his guest, Hideo Kusaka, jumping up and down like a monkey on the outside of the human wall.
"Teacher Hojo! Teacher Hojo! It's me! Hero Kusaka! Your most loyal believer!" Hero Kusaka waved his arms and shouted loudly.
"Who is it?" Hojo Kyosuke asked curiously.
"I don't know." Yamauchi Sakura also frowned.
However, someone who was still waiting in line provided useful clues:
"That's the star who filmed a low-quality mystery drama, and the entire crew bought your book, Mr. Hojo, and took photos to get attention. His name is quite interesting."
"Oh, it turns out it's him."
Hojo Kyosuke pretended to suddenly realize that it was not difficult for anyone. He basically gave all the publicity work to Kisaki Tetsuta, except for the part that required him to personally participate. However, seeing how enthusiastic Kusaka Hero was, he still waved his hand to signal him to come over.
"Ha, am I dreaming? I actually met Mr. Hojo here. Are you taking a walk?"
As soon as he came over, Kusaka Hero bowed 90 degrees, and then kept talking:
"Wait, I get it. Everyone must have known that you were going to win a prize, so the media and publishers all came to bother you. That's why you came to Kyoto to get some peace and quiet, right?"
Hearing this, the fans waiting in line couldn't help but look at Hideo Kusaka and the camera next to him with strange eyes.
"No, my understanding is a bit shallow. It should be that the glitz and glamour of awards and honors made Mr. Hojo feel unworthy. You, who are naturally indifferent to fame and fortune, came to Kyoto to see the Kamogawa River, which is neither happy with material things nor sad with yourself, right?"
Hearing this, the Kyoto University students who knew that Hojo Kyosuke was just here for a walk with his girlfriend had a huge question in their hearts. Could this be the reason why Hojo teacher was here? A popular little star could see it, but I, a Kyoto University student, couldn't see it?
"Ah, you are indeed worthy of being Mr. Hojo. This realm is worth my lifetime of study. But I probably won't be able to learn it. After all, let alone winning the biggest award in the Japanese mystery industry, even being invited to participate in a TV show made me almost jump for joy."
Do you guys know what you are like?!
Everyone was shocked by Hero Kusaka. The program director had already made up his mind to invite Hero Kusaka as a permanent guest. This guy was completely on the wrong track to film a TV series. If he had worked in a TV station, he would have been famous long ago.
Hojo Kyosuke took a photo from Sakura, signed it quickly, and put the photo in Kusaka Hero's arms, wanting this guy to leave quickly.
He didn't feel any media harassment before, but now he really feels it.
"Wow!! Siguoyi!! Were all these people defeated by Hojo-sensei? They are so strong! So cool!"
Hero Kusaka held the photo in both hands above his head and made a happy pig-like sound.
Hojo Kyosuke looked up in surprise and found that the autographed photo of Kusaka Hideo was the one that Sakura had said he would use as the lucky prize.
It seems that this guy is really lucky. There were so many people participating in the previous online carnival, but he was the only one who ate his fill. Now he came to participate in the show and caught himself the lucky prize.
Thinking of this, Hojo Kyosuke asked:
"Mr. Kusaka, are you free to attend the awards ceremony tomorrow?"
"Of course! I have applied for an admission ticket a long time ago!" Kusaka Hero answered immediately.
"Oh, I see. I was just thinking that if you don't have a ticket, I might have some extra ones here." Hojo Kyosuke nodded.
"Please sell the extra ones to me, Mr. Hojo!" The fans in the queue shouted as soon as they heard this.
So Hojo Kyosuke, who was very fond of his fans, took out a few photos as he was told, marked them on the back, and gave them away as lucky prizes. In the meantime, Kusaka Hideo stood by and performed his duties as a security guard. In the end, he even pushed away a few rude people who wanted to invite Hojo Kyosuke to dinner.
"Are you sure you don't want to go for a drink together, Mr. Hojo? I know a very authentic Kaiseki restaurant. The owner often entertains entertainers and is very strict with his words!"
The hero from the lower world invited him enthusiastically.
Yamauchi Sakura almost laughed out loud when she heard this. Kyosuke's fans are really cute. They dare to say such things. Doesn't he know that as an artist, if the news of him instigating minors to drink gets out, his career will be ruined?
"Next time, there will be many opportunities in Tokyo in the future." Hojo Kyosuke smiled and shook his head.
"Well, I asked my seniors at the company about that store before I came here. If it's about inviting Mr. Hojo to a banquet, I'm willing to borrow money even if I grit my teeth. But forget it if I go alone. Next time, please give me a chance next time. I am where I am today thanks to Mr. Hojo."
Kusaka Hero said solemnly, and then bowed ninety degrees again.
The corners of Hojo Kyosuke's mouth twitched, and he smiled silently, but finally thanked the other party for his kindness.
"By the way, wasn't there a guy named Kamiki Hikaru who was saying bad things about Hojo Sensei before? Just watch out, even if that guy is a senior who is much higher in status than me, I will definitely not let him go, so please look forward to my activeness!"
The Kusaka hero bowed last.
"...Then I look forward to your active participation." Hojo Kyosuke said goodbye politely.
Holding Yamauchi Sakura's little hand, the two of them walked slowly down along the Kamogawa River in the sunset glow.
The sunset becomes more and more gorgeous, like a piece of tie-dyed silk hanging in the sky, and the moon is hiding behind it, dressing up carefully.
No one came to disturb their peace anymore, and Yamauchi Sakura no longer had any interest in disturbing others.
The pedestrian trail beside the Kamo River is called a trail, but it is different from the trail beside Chidorigafuchi. There is no rubber, stone or cement on the trail here, only sand that has been compacted by countless people. It is not as soft as rubber, nor as hard as stone slabs, and it is quite comfortable. When you step on it, you can even feel the fatigue of your body flowing down your feet to the ground, and there is a soothing feeling of being embraced.
Holding Sakura's soft little hand, feeling the delicate skin and distinct finger bones, even without turning his head to look around, Hojo Kyosuke could feel what Sakura looked like.
Like some middle-aged couples around them, neither of them spoke, but just walked quietly.
After a long time, when many merchants on the river bank turned on the lights, the dim Kamogawa River seemed to flow into the Heian period, and Kyoto City once again became Heian-kyo.
Hojo Kyosuke turned his head, but not to look at the riverside shops full of ancient charm, although there were many people holding up their phones to take pictures. But he had his own scenery and had no time to pay attention to other things.
Coincidentally, Yamauchi Sakura also looked over. The warm yellow light from behind, like a candle, shone on her. Every strand of hair was clearly visible, but her little face was in shadow.
"Everyone calls you Hojo-sensei~"
The girl smiled and tilted her head playfully.
Hojo Kyosuke was about to speak when he heard Sakura say:
"Why do so many people like you?"
His fingers stiffened for a moment, and Hojo Kyosuke's throat moved, but even swallowing his saliva became difficult.
He looked into Sakura's eyes, but did not see Kamogawa in them. He only saw his dazzling self.
In her eyes, the man named Hojo Kyosuke was so shining, unique and outstanding even in this Heian Kyoto.
But...what about him?
"Why do so many people like you?"
This sentence seems to be referring to the many fans and the funny character Kusaka Hideo who were just met, but Hojo Kyosuke, who has a tacit understanding with Yamauchi Sakura, knows that there will never be a place for those people in Sakura's eyes.
She was talking about them.
She also knew that he knew.
Yes, thinking about it carefully, it seems that I have never discussed those things with Yingliang seriously. Although she already knows about my relationship with Mitsuha, Shiyu, and Naoko, we have never discussed it formally.
This is very unusual. Since childhood, there have been almost no secrets between them. Even when Sakura asked a classmate for a pornographic movie for the first time, she asked Hojo Kyousuke to watch it with her. With this guy's personality, he would definitely want to try it immediately, but someone said that although he is a pervert, it is too early now. The two of them never hid even the most primitive desires from each other.
But why were these things never said?
Every time I have the urge to talk about it, I always forget it unconsciously, as if... as if I have already told her about it.
There is just a feeling that cannot even be described as tacit understanding, it's like telepathy.
Yingliang knew what he was thinking and agreed to everything.
After a moment of silence, Hojo Kyosuke lowered his head.
"I'm sorry, Sakura, I..."
Regardless, it was unfair and cruel to Sakura, and it was his fault.
"Sorry? Why should Kyousuke apologize?"
Yingliang interrupted, raised her two small hands, carefully held Hojo Kyousuke's chin, pushed his lowered head up again, and then said:
"Don't bow your head. Why should my Kyousuke apologize? I'm almost mad to death when I see you bow your head."
She stood on tiptoe, and with a sound of "mua~", she kissed Hojo Kyosuke hard on the mouth.
"Does Kyousuke think I'm jealous or angry?"
"No, I..."
"Yeah, I won't be jealous."
Yamauchi Sakura dropped her hands and turned around in a circle.
She stood sideways with her hands behind her back. The lights from the shops on the river bank shone on her smooth and delicate profile, which was so beautiful that it made people feel trance-like.
"Hey, Kyousuke."
"Well, I'm here."
Yamauchi Sakura raised her little face slightly, her amber eyes brighter than Jupiter in the sky:
"You know, unlike them, I am special."
She was not asking for the answer, but was certain of it, as if it was the truth of the universe.
The corners of Hojo Kyosuke's eyes felt inexplicably sour, and he nodded vigorously and affirmed:
"Well, Yamauchi Sakura, you are special."
He reached out and grasped her hand tightly.
Of course she is special. I fell in love with her at first sight. In this life, the next life, and the next life, he will drag her out of bed every morning and take her for a run, using papaya stewed with milk as bait.
See, she really knew what he was thinking. This is the tacit understanding between Hojo Kyosuke and Yamauchi Sakura.
"Hehe~~"
Hearing Kyosuke's serious answer, Sakura actually smiled a little embarrassedly, even though she had just said such an immature thing.
However, the girl soon found a target to divert her attention - a small stone that came from nowhere.
She lowered her head, pointed at the small stone with her free right hand, and declared loudly:
"You are special too!"
Then he kicked the stone away, and then led Hojo Kyosuke to run over to catch up with the stone, and kicked it away again, chasing and kicking...
Finally, she was tired of running, so she let go of Kyosuke's hand, stood on her knees, breathed deeply, and asked Hojo Kyosuke to go first.
"I'll catch up right away!"
So Hojo Kyosuke obediently walked forward at a very slow pace.
Yamauchi Sakura quickly caught up. She put her fingers between Hojo Kyosuke's fingers and held theirs, but let go after just two steps. It was unclear whether she was looking for a special stone or resting.
But just like before, the girl quickly caught up and intertwined her fingers with Hojo Kyosuke again. Separate, hold, separate, hold...
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