Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Although it was a rainy day, the editorial office of "Weekly Shōnen High" was still as lively as ever.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, a large group of sounds came towards Hojo Kyosuke.

The clicking sound of the fax machine sounded like it was not in good health and there was some lag. The old-fashioned landline phone rang, followed by a roar, "What's going on if you can't find anyone? If you can't knock the door, call the police!" It seemed like an author who was repeatedly jumping around on the deadline was trying to delay the manuscript by pretending to be dead. . The crisp sound of the keyboard, the gurgling sound of the coffee machine...

He is now also a well-known figure in the comics industry, especially in the editorial department of the base camp, so as he moves forward, an endless stream of greetings suddenly ring out from the office areas on both sides, whether it is the clerk girl who is hurrying with files or the Editors who are holding a cigarette case and about to let go will immediately stop and bow to say hello. And he had to stop again and again and respond with a smile. This process didn't end until he walked into the meeting room. Although Tetsuya Shimomura was the editor-in-chief, he didn't have a separate office. Everyone worked together.

Fortunately, this is already the Heisei era. During the Showa era, as soon as you walked into the editorial office, people who didn't know would be frightened and call the fire alarm immediately. Although there are piles of paper, the editors sit at their desks and start puffing away. You inhale my second-hand smoke and I inhale yours. Not to mention cancer, they are not even afraid of fire.

"That's Mr. Hojo. He's really young."

A man in a gray suit sitting on the side of the desk said with emotion. From the moment Hojo Kyosuke walked out of the elevator, his eyes never left him, and he is still looking at the closed door of the meeting room with nostalgia.

"Yes, I have two popular works at such a young age. It would be great if I was the author."

At the desk, the editor wearing black-rimmed glasses also had a complicated tone.

"What are Mr. Hojo doing here today? Is "Attack on Titan" finally going to be animated?" asked the gray suit.

"No, there seems to be some special reason for that work, otherwise it would have been animated long ago. Mr. Hojo came to Editor Shimomura today to discuss the new work."

"New work!? Do you still have time to create a new work!?" Gray Suit suddenly became excited.

"Things like spare time... Mr. Hojo is different from those authors who are dying to submit their manuscripts. You have never seen Mr. Hojo's speed... Wait, do you still have time to care about other people's affairs now??"

The editor was about to tell this new author about "The Top Ten Incredibles of "Weekly Shonen High": Hojo Kyousuke's Golden Hands", but suddenly he realized that now is not the time to talk about this.

"That's Mr. Hojo! Isn't it normal to be a little excited? It was only after reading his story that I decided to draw comics! There is no reason why a junior high school student can draw such great comics, but I, a social person, am afraid of my hands. Afraid of feet. As Mr. Hojo said in the interview, as long as you have a dream, you will definitely succeed!"

The gray suit said excitedly.

"I don't remember Mr. Hojo saying that. As far as I know, he is quite pragmatic and would never say such irresponsible words. If you remember which magazine you saw such words in, please tell me. I will tell Mr. Hojo that someone is destroying his image, and maybe he will switch to me out of gratitude."

The editor shook his head. Although he didn't have much contact with him, Hojo Kyosuke himself was not a difficult person to get in touch with, so everyone in the editorial department knew him fairly well. Pragmatic is just an understatement. In fact, Mr. Hojo is also a supporter of the innate theory. Didn’t you read what he said in the interview? Those works were created only because he heard voices from another world.

God-given talent!

A thorough supporter of the innate theory, I only use this implicit statement because I am too modest. To translate, he doesn’t need to think hard at all, the contents of novels and comics appear in his head by themselves.

"How is that possible! Don't you guys know how quickly Hojo-sensei's painting skills have improved! At first, he was just a child graffiti, and he could only rely on the artist Lily to complete "One Punch Man", but by the time of "Attack on Titan" He is completely able to paint independently, and this is what he accomplished through hard work!"

The gray suit retorted unconvincedly. He could not forget the shock of seeing the egg-headed cockroach man. He had never expected that Mr. Hojo would be like this at that time.

After creating his personal website, in addition to occasionally releasing some character pictures or four-frame comics as welfare for fans, Hojo Kyosuke also used the soul comics he created when his drawing skills were poor as welfare. Originally, he just wanted to borrow them. This allowed me to get closer to my fans, but I didn’t expect the effect to be unexpectedly good. A large number of people regard him as the leader of hard work. They think it is so inspiring that such a soul painter can persist in his comic dream and develop superb painting skills.

"Then let me ask you, can the average person, no, a person with a good talent for painting, make such a big progress in such a short period of time?"

The editor pushed up his glasses. It was not that their editorial department had not discussed this matter. After all, there are quite a lot of authors whose drawing skills are poor and need the cooperation of artists. Many of them feel that the comic plot and storyboards are very good after the editor receives the submission, but the drawing is terrible, so they help coordinate the work. There are many artists who have striven to catch up with the progress of painting technology since then, but none of them are as exaggerated as Hojo Kyosuke.

It was like a different person!

"But..." Gray Suit was still unconvinced and wanted to defend himself.

"So! So! Tell me! Do you know what is the most important thing to you right now! Mr. Hojo has enough time to publish a third comic, but you, even the serialization opportunity that you finally fought for has to be lost. Oh! Please be serious! I have been at the bottom of the voting twice in a row, and I am about to reach the cut-in-half standard! Your dream is about to turn into a bubble and explode!"

The editor slammed the table and roared.

"There is no bottom, the bottom is not..." Gray Suit's voice gradually became deeper and deeper, and he fell into self-isolation.

"Currently readers' opinions are mainly focused on..."

The editor took a sip of water, took out a piece of paper and began to analyze and discuss with his author. This is also a major role of editors, paying attention to reader feedback in a timely manner and helping authors avoid going astray. Especially for "Weekly Shonen High", which pursues the supremacy of questionnaire surveys, this kind of timely adjustment is extremely important. It doesn’t matter how exciting your subsequent content is, as long as you fail to win the favor of readers in the early stage, you will be killed without mercy.

Hojo Kyosuke walked into the meeting room and immediately saw his editor Tetsuya Shimomura, who was sitting on the sofa and frowning at a pile of information.

Editor Shimomura seems to have less hair...

With this in mind, he walked over and sat opposite Tetsuya Shimomura. He smiled and was about to say a few words when he saw Tetsuya Shimomura bang his head on the mahogany coffee table. The sound was very dull, and it sounded like good wood.

"Private Marseille! Red bean paste private Marseille! My mistake has brought so much trouble to Mr. Hojo! I'm really sorry!"

Tetsuya Shimomura shouted in a deep voice. The sound was very loud. Even if the meeting room itself had a certain soundproof design, it would definitely not be able to isolate the transmission. In other words, the editors and authors outside must have heard the editor's deep apology. And even after he finished apologizing, he still banged his hands on the coffee table without raising his head.

The smile on Hojo Kyosuke's face also faded, and his expression became slightly solemn.

He naturally knew why the other party was apologizing. It was because of Tetsuya Shimomura's investigation that the content of his new work was exposed in advance, which caused the two socialist judges from the Mystery Writers Association to jump out and make trouble again. The impact of this series of things on me includes but is not limited to: being worried by this idiot on the way home happily with Eiri, being forced to heal demons by Kasumigaoka Shiu after returning home, and being cheered and encouraged by Glass after getting up.

In order to solve this trouble, he had to create another excellent novel, copy the murder plot from three mystery novels, and send out his own murderous brother.

Although he said it was easy, it was actually really hard! When I was writing, I was squeezed between Kasumigaoka and Eiri, who were incompatible with each other. I endured the harassment of Shiba-senpai and also dealt with Eiri's sudden nervousness. Although Yukino was sitting next to him and was watching all this gently with tolerant, doting and understanding eyes, Hojo Kyousuke's old face could not help but feel a little shy.

In short, it can be said that because of this incident, Hojo Kyousuke almost became restless at home. Damn it!

Neither of them spoke, and the meeting room fell into silence for a while.

Sure enough, it would be impossible for Mr. Hojo to forgive me for making such a serious mistake.

Tetsuya Shimomura closed his eyes tightly, feeling the cold paint surface of the coffee table. Being in the publishing industry, he knows very well how important a prestigious award can be to a writer and how much benefit it can bring to him.

Damn it, don't let him know who is doing this, or he will definitely kill that person!

For now, we can only sincerely apologize and then try our best to make amends.

He has decided that even if he goes all out and uses up all the favors he has accumulated over the years, he will help Hojo Kyosuke save those two votes.

Hojo Kyosuke looked at Editor Shimomura, who had his head pressed deeply on the coffee table, and felt very embarrassed.

He solves troubles with ease, and he even has a beautiful girl accompanying him throughout the process, but that's because of his own strength. If it were an ordinary person, it would be difficult for him to get in touch with the two judges and see the hope of winning the prize. However, due to someone else's mistake, his hope of winning the prize would be dashed, and he would be tempted to kill someone. Well, just like the writer K in his new work. If that guy comes, the first one to kill is not the judges, but Tetsuya Shimomura, who is sitting in the soil seat. He will use the coffee table as a chopping board and chop off the opponent's head with a knife.

But then again, Tetsuya Shimomura can't be blamed for this. Everything he did was in compliance with the regulations. Whether it was the starting point or the things he did afterwards, it was all for the good of Hojo Kyosuke. It’s not just for the sake of xx, but I really want to ensure that Hojo Kyosuke’s new comic will be a hit. Things turned out like this just because someone was using the topic to play off the topic. Tetsuya Shimomura was just taking the blame.

The two got along very happily before. Editor Shimomura was not only his guide Bole, but also helped him a lot. Fighting for good sections, fighting for cover color pages, fighting for animation... Not to mention these, even the fact that he wanted to keep the animation copyright of the comic in his hands helped him coordinate successfully. When he founded "Carbonic Acid" He also introduced him to many relevant people (down-and-out cartoonists).

Considering this, Hojo Kyosuke had no intention of blaming the other party, but he could not forgive easily. After all, if he hadn't been systematic...if he hadn't been serious and diligent, the award he received might have been lost due to editor Shimomura's mistakes. At least this favor should be remembered well by the other party. Only in this way will the relationship network become more and more stable.

After thinking about it, Hojo Kyousuke adjusted his expression and said in a deep voice:

"Please raise your head, Editor Shimomura!"

"Teacher Hojo..."

Tetsuya Shimomura, who is well versed in the apology culture, did not perform anything like "If you don't forgive me, I will kneel down and die here." It was coercion rather than an apology. Instead, he raised his head in obedience, but his body was still stooped.

"Are you doing things to get me into trouble?" Hojo Kyosuke asked.

"How can it be!!"

Tetsuya Shimomura's eyes suddenly opened wide and he looked at Hojo Kyosuke's expressionless face. Only then did he realize why the gentle and gentle Hojo Kyosuke was considered by his son to be the most ferocious evil spirit in Tokyo. This man became angry. It's really scary, he explained hurriedly:

“I am definitely the person in the world who wants to see Hojo-sensei’s manga succeed the most!”

His bonus and future depend on Hojo Kyosuke! Even his son was sent to be a bag boy under Hojo Kyosuke. He only wished that he was not a girl, otherwise he would have been with Hojo Kyosuke and served him meticulously every day.

"Then why do you need to apologize? Editors and cartoonists are a community, and making comics better is our common goal. Whether it is success or failure, we should all bear it together."

The coldness on Hojo Kyosuke's face disappeared, and his tone became much gentler.

"If I really want to say it, I am also responsible for how things have developed now. If I had actively communicated with you from the beginning..."

He took on the role of being a spiritual mentor in Ito Shou. If he wanted to make others feel guilty, the best way was not to constantly emphasize the other person's mistakes, but to take the blame on himself and rationally excuse the other person. Of course, this approach is limited to decent people. But if the opponent is a scumbag, there is no need to waste energy and just beat the ball to death.

Listening to those gentle words, Shimomura Tetsuya nodded subconsciously. Yes, everything he did was for the good of Hojo Kyosuke. The cartoonist and the editor were one, and even the editor himself was the first to be held accountable when something happened. If it weren’t for Hojo Kyosuke, who usually only spends time playing with girls, and finding him would be harder than landing on the moon, how could he have developed to this point...

Snapped--!

Thinking of this, Tetsuya Shimomura raised his hand and slapped himself.

Shameless, Mr. Hojo was just trying to comfort himself, how could you take it seriously!

You have lived such a long life in vain, Tetsuya Shimomura! Your son will be ashamed of your shameless thoughts!

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