on Monday

Hojo Kyosuke woke up from his sleep, looked at the sunlight sneaking through the gaps between the curtains and the walls, and felt as if he was ready to die.

After washing up, he put on his school uniform without any wrinkles, took his schoolbag and went out. After stopping the motorcycle near the school, he came to the convenience store where he used to care about to buy breakfast, and then he saw a big billboard standing in front of the bookstore next to the convenience store.

The main body is the colorful homepage he drew. Teacher Saitama said this on his head: "One hit man! Extremely strong strength!"

Then, perhaps because it was too close to Dongcheng and was too clear about it, the boss also spread a banner on the billboard and added more detailed and attractive content with blank paper:

"The second generation of the Raptor Angels, attacking across the dimension, bringing the other world into protection!"

A bunch of people wearing the same school uniform as Hojo Kyosuke surrounded him and talked endlessly. Some students may have paid good attention to the outside world and were not covered by the advertisements of "Weekly Boy High", so they didn't know what happened. At this time, the classmates next to him and the boss standing at the door of the bookstore would proudly speak to them about science.

Outside the grand school gate of Dongseong Middle School, the street trees next to the sidewalk are still green. Students wearing school uniforms come and go, regardless of boys, or girls passing by nearby schools, talking and laughing. The morning light fell on them, looking full of youthful beauty, but Hojo Kyosuke only felt a chill.

He hurriedly gave the money and ignored the question marks of the classmates in the convenience store. He walked quickly to the school gate across the road with a expressionless face.

"Hojo-kun!"

Damn, why did the bookstore owner who was busy bragging and chatting still see me? Hojo Kyosuke paused and turned around to reveal a stiff little face.

"On Saturday, I will enter the previous ten times the number of "Weekly Boy High"! I will also carry out huge promotions and call on everyone to fill out a reply letter to support you!"

The boss with a puffy head shouted loudly, and at the same time he bent his right hand and put his left hand on his right arm, making a refueling posture similar to emitting laser light.

"Haha, thank you for your support." Hojo Keisuke laughed dryly, then turned around and walked towards the school. The loud voice of the bookstore owner came from behind.

"Everyone must remember to support Hojo Jun when the time comes, buy comics and magazines and get exercise books!"

I really thank you. Don’t think I don’t know that your exercise book and answers are sold separately. I complained in my heart that Hojo Keisuke walked into the school.

In addition to greeting him as usual, classmates along the way would excitedly express their support for his comics.

So what about the good free creators?! Hojo Kyosuke smiled and thanked him while complaining. In addition to choosing to draw comics, the creators are free and unrestrained in addition to being urged to write a manga. This is also a great plus for him.

Moreover, urging manuscripts is not a problem for him. As an obsessive-compulsive disorder, he can be said to be the perfect writer that all editors dream of in this regard. If he doesn't prepare the next manuscript in advance, he will feel uncomfortable.

Otherwise, he would have chosen to go to cram school to earn scholarships like Shisaki Teta said, or to apply for a teacher who can get full marks in science subjects even if he is currently attending Tokyo University. Of course, this idea is unlikely to be realized because of his age, but in order to leave his golden sign, cram school may give him a large scholarship.

Anyway, Shisaki Teta, thank you for making my school life less peaceful and then becoming so lively. As expected, I still can’t let you go so easily!

The grand school in Dongcheng has become so disliked at this moment. Why is the main road in front of the school gate so long? Why is the stairs able to accommodate so many people walking at the same time...

Hojo Keisuke's face was always smiling and cramped. Unlike in the past, he could deal with it at will. Although he was a free creator, these classmates who were about to support him could be considered parents of food and clothing, so he thanked them very well.

Smack

Close the sliding door of the classroom, and while the enthusiastic and overly enthusiastic classmates in the corridor were isolated, Hojo Kyosuke leaned against the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Student Hojo, you are here, I said your comics will definitely be serialized, it's great!"

Seeing the protagonist's arrival, the heated discussion in the classroom was quiet at first, but everyone applauded as Huayuan Wudao took the lead.

"Thank you everyone, thank you everyone." Hojo Keisuke unconsciously used the business-style smile he practiced when Ishimo was working as a life mentor.

"Congratulations, Hojo, the comics have become popular before they can be sold. Becoming a palace-level comic artist is just around the corner."

Shisaki Teta looked at the elder brother who was very master-like in every move, and clapped with emotion. It seemed that he would soon be able to enjoy the moon and talk about the future together in his elder brother's mansion, and he should also start inquiring about the real estate next.

"It's not a good thing you did. What's the point of giving me a pseudonym like this?"

He walked to the seat and sat down, hung his schoolbag on the side of the table, and Hojo Keisuke said angrily.

"Aren't the pseudonyms taken with the author's will? EGOIST, a self-aware, not only expresses your free creative intentions, but also demonstrates your personality. In addition, aren't you saying it's for a singer you like? In addition, you can tell at a glance that you belong to the club called egoistic-lily. This pseudonym is really perfect."

Shisaki Teta stopped applauding, looked at his elder brother with a sincere face, and expressed the most sincere tone in his life.

"Even if you tell me about the flowers, you will have to practice with me alone twenty times when the Kendo Department is in activities after school."

Hojo Keisuke automatically filtered what Shisaki Teta said and took out the modern textbook and read it. Neon has no designated textbooks, and each school will use different textbooks. However, it is not very important to use any textbook, because during the central exam, the Mandarin tests were full of reading comprehension.

As morning reading began, the discussion in the classroom finally stopped, which made him finally able to read books with peace of mind.

The next study was carried out step by step, and Hojo Kyosuke was preparing for the mid-term review in late May, that is, the mid-term exam. This time he would not be able to let the first crown fall.

The students at the school’s heated discussion and expectations for "One Punch Man" did not cool down as time passed as he thought, but instead became more and more intense. Hojo Keisuke could hear someone counting down at school every day, and an organized team had appeared to prepare to buy together and hold a reading party.

Maybe they will calm down after seeing the comics, and he comforted himself like this.

In the meantime, he also thought about whether to invite Sakura and Glass to buy comics on Saturday and share the joy with them. However, after thinking about a blond little girl, he still chose to go to Akihabara alone with Eriri. After all, the other party was the biggest contributor.

It was Saturday soon, and no body exchanges were exchanged in the middle. Just as Hojo Kyosuke thought, the longer the time it was to exchange bodies, the longer the time it was to go backwards.

Although he did not set the alarm clock, Hojo Keisuke, who had fallen asleep early the day before, woke up early in the morning. After washing and eating breakfast, he used to want to wear a white shirt from his black and white closet, but after thinking about it, he took out the T-shirt that Miyamizu Miya had washed clean.

He has no psychological burden to wear this T-shirt with beautiful girl patterns. Today he is going to Akihabara with Eriri. It is just right for him to wear such clothes.

His wardrobe was not bought from the Middle Ages Store, but he went to the building materials market to buy a few wooden boards and made himself. It was minimalist. The only difference between it and the clothesline was that he would not let people who came to visit him see his monotonous clothes at a glance.

But it doesn't matter if you see it. Hojo Kyosuke, who is very self-aware as a handsome guy, knows very well that no matter what kind of clothes he wears, he is just as handsome.

But after all, I have started to make money. Should I improve my living conditions? I can’t afford a luxury house for the time being, but I can first take buying the single apartment I currently live in as the first step to becoming a landlord in Tokyo.

According to Hojo Keisuke, the price of this apartment when his aunt bought it four years ago was 7 million yen. Even if the value has increased a lot in the past two years, it is definitely possible to buy it within 10 million.

Even if he doesn't mention the income from the comics, as long as he doesn't eat or drink for three years, he will be enough to buy it with the salary of a part-time Kendo Department instructor. If the comics are successfully released, he can even buy the apartment in full instantly.

Thank you so much for the efforts of the original authors. With such a happy mood, Hojo Kyosuke walked out of the room.

Tokyo is still as prosperous as ever on Saturday, and the social animals that should be working are still flowing on the tram and zebra crossings, working hard for the management fee of the boss's luxury house.

After May, the temperature of the early morning sunlight has begun to rise. Hojo Kyosuke, who was riding a pure black motorcycle, felt as if he had jumped out of this busy city. It was not the leisure that belonged to students alone, but the magazine that was about to be sold today, which may bring him into a brand new future.

Hongo Avenue is a road that Hojo Kyosuke is already very familiar to him. If he is not surprised, he will take this road many times in the future. Along this road, it only takes less than twenty minutes from Hojo Kyosuke's apartment in Chitaki 49 to Eriri's house without traffic jams, and there is no need to turn on the road.

When I arrived at the Old Kunkawa Garden, the gate had been opened, and Hojo Kyosuke rode a motorcycle slowly in the Japanese courtyard on the lower level.

In May, the maple trees have already bloomed. Yes, the maple trees will bloom, but compared to the red leaves all over the mountains, the red flowers hidden under the green leaves are too inconspicuous. The small flowers falling in the pond will also attract various koi to eat, but they will soon spread out quickly because they are not in line with their appetite.

The sun shines on the road through the gaps between the leaves, and even the last bit of burning heat is filtered out, and the air you breathe along the way is very different from the freshness of Tokyo.

Admiring the luxurious courtyard view along the way, Hojo Kyosuke came to the iron-brown foreign building.

“It’s too slow!”

Yingliri, who was standing at the door, stomped her feet and said dissatisfiedly, "Has this guy really got lost in his home yard?" It has been almost ten minutes since the surveillance camera at the door of the manor. Even if he walks, he can barely get here. He has just arrived. Did he stand at the door and wait for so long just to complain that he was coming too slowly?"

"Good morning, Yingliri, because the scenery in the courtyard has changed a lot, I was fascinated by accident."

Hojo Kyosuke parked his motorcycle on the left side of the door, took off his helmet and hugged it in his arms. He did not rush to get out of the car, but turned his head and looked down at the European-style courtyard above the Washi Garden. In the sun, the neatly trimmed bushes along the central axis were as green as jade carved, setting off the blooming flowers in the middle more beautifully.

It was a huge balcony, sitting on a chair made of vines, watching such a view while drinking black tea while chatting. Of course, it would be great if the tea was a beautiful girl like Yingliri.

Thinking of this, he fixed his helmet to the snap on the motorcycle, got off the motorcycle and said to Yingliri with a smile:

"There are different beauty from different perspectives. No matter how you look at it, you can't see enough. I don't know when I can have such a courtyard."

Well!? Even the whole of Tokyo is unique to the courtyard. So if Hojo Keisuke wants to have such a courtyard, he wants to own himself. No, not just want to own himself, but he even wants to accept all his property. Are he planning to marry into a marriage?

So is this a confession?! Yingliri, who quickly converted her head, immediately widened her eyes and looked at the boy in front of her who was smiling more dazzling than the sun.

Just in front of my home, at such a casual time? This confession is too hasty. But today is indeed a good day. The comics that I collaborated with are about to be released, and such plots will indeed appear in the anime. But even so, it should be after buying the comics, under the witness of the comics and people around me...

Why did this girl suddenly start to become stupid? Hojo Kyosuke looked at Eriri, whose eyes were completely lost since he heard her last sentence.

Is this the quality of a real creator? Can you find creative inspiration anytime and anywhere? Wouldn't it be dangerous if the inspiration suddenly bursts out while crossing the zebra crossing?

"Yingli Li? Yingli Li!" He called out a few words in a low voice, and the girl's eyes in front of him finally regained the focus.

"It's so sudden, stupid. At least you have to think about this kind of thing in high school!"

Yingliri's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she shouted with shame and anger. The proud voice of the past was slowly shy at this moment, and her blue eyes seemed to have turned into the sea, with a wave of turbulence.

Well? What's too sudden? Hojo Keisuke was confused. Is it too sudden to consider buying such a yard now?

"It's really a bit early. At least you have to wait until the comics are released in a single book before you can consider this kind of thing." He thought for a while, and he seemed to be a little drifting. He was looking forward to the Big House just after the comics were serialized for one issue.

"Even if you have a single book, it won't work. It's true, you idiot! The task of a junior high school student in China is to study hard!"

Looking at the expressions of Hojo Kyosuke's expressions of seriously considering the future of the two, Eriri felt that her face was almost smoking, and she raised her hand to slap the wind. What was it that he would accept as long as he confessed his love, he would definitely accept it. What a fool narcissist!

"No, you see, if you publish a single book, you can earn about five million yuan even if you only have 100,000 copies. If you share half of it, I will still have 2.5 million yuan left. But you can still use the subsequent income of the comic to find a bank mortgage loan. In this way, some cheaper one household can easily buy it. You can choose a building with a smaller living area but larger open space..."

No, it's not a confession? This idiot really just likes the courtyard? Looking at Hojo Kyosuke who was pulling his fingers and counting the income and expenditures, and taking stock of the house prices and landscape trees everywhere, Eiri felt his chest was stuffy.

The little face suddenly turned red again, but it was not shy, but angry. Then she patted her chest gently to comfort herself, not being angry, and later changed his notes to "Super fool who likes the courtyard"!

"Let's go quickly. Maybe no one likes your comics at all. By then, you will have to daydream every day when you look at my courtyard!" The angry girl said such words against her will.

"But shouldn't I go in and ask Aunt Sayuri for a good drink of water?" Hojo Kyosuke, who had already said from a duplex from a canoka, was stunned.

"I don't need to drink water, let's go quickly!" Eriri pushed Hojo Kyosuke's waist and pushed him who had just walked up the steps into front of the motorcycle.

"But don't you have to change into your disguise?" Hojo Kyosuke looked at Eriri and asked.

The girl actually wore a T-shirt with a fan-loving male and female protagonist printed on it like him, but she added a light green jacket, and the lower part was gray sweatpants, and the iconic black-framed glasses were gone.

"What is disguise? It's just that it's more comfortable to wear!"

Ahh, I hate this guy so much. Of course, I have to wear more meaningful clothes on days like this. But...

"Where are you, why did you wear this dress today?" Although I thought about the scene of the two wearing this dress together, this suddenly happened. The girl was still a little shy. She really seemed to be wearing couple outfits! Is this guy intentional?

"I think that since it was given to me by you, I should wear this when I go out with you."

Hojo Kyosuke said truthfully that when he first saw Eriri's clothes, he also thought of the issue of couple outfits. But then he thought, if this could be considered a couple outfit, the adolescents in Akihabara wearing beautiful girl-printed T-shirts would at least count on a love affair.

"What does it mean to give you? That's a gift!" Yinglili took her helmet and put it on, her little nose gently shaking. Very well, there was no odor in her helmet.

"Start off." After climbing onto the motorcycle, the girl immediately shouted in a low voice.

"Don't you really have to ask Auntie Kosuke?" This kind of people's daughter when he came to the door of the house and took her daughter away without saying a word, made Kyosuke Hojo always feel a bit like doing something bad.

"Talk!"
Chapter completed!