bookbashuk Chapter 593 Sale
Chapter 593 Sale
Chapter 593 Sale
Received email
"Hi, I'm Totsuka. I lost my wallet after school. Can you help me order takeout? The address is here: XXXXXX."
Reply to an email
"Zaimokuza, do you think I'm an idiot or are you an idiot?"
“What?! You’ve been figured out already? As expected of the Eternal God of Debt, you saw through my trick right away. What a pity! I was planning to take a photo of the takeaway after it was delivered to your door and send you a message saying, ‘Are you satisfied with my trick this time?’ Hachiman, is this how you treat your partner?!”
"This isn't a trick, this is witchcraft, right? You're trying to turn my brain into shit via email. If you want to trick people, at least don't use your own home address!"
"Oh! I didn't expect to reveal a flaw here. Come to think of it, you and I have been partners since the first year of darkness. How could you not remember my lair?"
"Zaimokuza, please, please don't do such a cruel thing to my phone. Can you imagine how much damage it would cause to my phone if I received such a message?"
“Hahaha! Is my ability strong enough to attack enemy communication equipment through radio waves? How’s your cell phone? Do you need another healing spell from me?”
"My phone's battery is down to one percent. And, I didn't remember your address. My brain refuses to do that. I just remembered Totsuka's address."
“Hachiman! You sounded like you said something dangerous! You should know that stalking and breaking into a house are both crimes!”
"Stop talking nonsense. As long as Totsuka sincerely invites me, it's fine. Whether it's remembering the address or getting familiar with the route, it's all for that day!"
"I'm sorry, Hachiman, I'm going to call the police. I don't want to, but if you really commit an unforgivable crime against the Totsuka clan, I will be held accountable even though I already have a cyber criminal record. I suggest you don't eat now. I heard that the pork cutlet rice at Koban is quite delicious."
Eyes wide open, dial the phone.
"Hey! You idiot, you're not really going to call the police, are you?"
"Just as I was about to press the dial button, Hachiman, you called. It turns out that three digits is too many for the emergency number. Damn Conquest, it's wasting taxpayers' money again."
"The three-digit number is to prevent children from making false police calls. After all, if it is a single digit, even an idiot can call the police. A three-digit number makes it much more difficult to call the police."
"Oh, I see."
"By the way, Zaimokuza, have you ever heard of "Mecha Basketball Wars"?"
"Of course! I watched every episode and even bought the BD to keep as a treasure! Playing basketball with a giant robot is so romantic!"
"What a coincidence. I like it too. Did you know that there is a special edition for this show?"
"Um!!?"
"Only a small amount was released to a small group of people, and luckily I was able to get it."
"Lend it to me!"
"This kind of treasure cannot be loaned out! But..."
"It doesn't matter if you want to make me kneel down!"
"If you can come to my house with three Margherita pizzas, I can show you."
"We'll be there in ten minutes!"
Half an hour later, Zaimokuza, sweating profusely, rode his bicycle to the Hikigaya residence.
"Where's the bonus!?"
He held out his arm and handed over a bag of three Margherita pizzas, his expression determined as if he were a warrior who had broken through the enemy lines and handed over the captured banner.
Hikigaya said nothing, just finished the pizza and closed the door at lightning speed.
"Hahahaha - there's nothing special about it. I haven't even watched that animation!"
A burst of crazy laughter came from behind the door. When Zaimokuza was confused, a deep voice came from inside:
"This time, are you satisfied with my trick?"
Zaimokuza's eyes widened, and the expression on his fat face instantly became terrifying.
Finally, Zaimokuza walked into the Hikigaya household.
"Wow~ Komachi is so touched that someone who knows Onii-chan would dare to come to our house."
Hikigaya Komachi clasped one hand to her chest and wiped the corner of her eyes with the index finger of the other hand.
"Hey, don't talk like I'm some radioactive monster. I wash my hands thoroughly every day." Hikigaya spoke nonsense casually and looked a little nervous.
"Ahem! Hikigaya, I am the swordsman general. I can cut even a resurrected monster in half with one blow, so you don't have to worry about me."
Zaimokuza was not much better. There was a sofa but he chose to kneel down next to the coffee table, with his back straight as if he was going to commit seppuku any second. Although it was a bit difficult for the kaishakunin because his neck was too short to be seen, his attitude towards committing seppuku was indeed very correct.
Oh, yes, this guy has probably never been to other people’s homes to play, just like me.
Hikigaya's dead fish eyes rolled around and he understood.
Looking at strange people and listening to strange words, Hikigaya Komachi felt calm. How could a normal person have such a good relationship with Onii-chan?
“Let’s play games together!”
Komachi turned on the TV.
Hikigaya and Zaimokuza looked at each other, saw shyness in each other's eyes, and then turned their heads away in an instant.
Ugh - you're shy for no reason!
Both of them felt disgust in their hearts, but Hikigaya felt more disgusted.
Why is it Zaimokuza sitting there instead of Totsuka?
Ding-dong-
Just then the doorbell suddenly rang.
"Huh? Did mom and dad get off work early?"
Komachi looked up at the dark sky outside, wondering.
Hikigaya, who was extremely looking forward to the upcoming gaming time, reluctantly dragged his feet towards the door.
There are many doors in the world. Some keep disasters out, some keep hope out, and some lock yourself in.
For sixteen years, Hikigaya has never been curious about the world outside the door, but from today on, he will treat every time he opens the door with piety.
Under the warm yellow light, an angel stood there.
There is light and hope in the silver-gray hair, and expectation and joy in the watery eyes...
Damn it, Hikigaya Hachiman, stop your dirty thoughts and don’t blaspheme this pure angel!
"Ayaka, please prepare some snacks for me every night."
Hikigaya took a step forward and blurted out the words of marriage proposal.
"Huh? But aren't you still not old enough to drink?" Totsuka Ayaka blinked and asked in confusion.
"So as long as you're old enough, it'll be fine!?" Hikigaya asked anxiously.
"Hmm... I can make Nanban fried chicken, salt-baked ginkgo nuts, and boiled soybeans..."
Although she didn't understand why Hachiman, who couldn't drink, wanted her to prepare snacks, Totsuka Ayaka still whispered the dishes she could cook, showing her overflowing feminine power.
The sound of a wild boar's galloping footsteps came from behind, and Hikigaya's neck was strangled.
"Hachiman, what are you doing! This is my last warning. I have set up a quick alarm!"
"Shut up! Only Ayaka can call Hachiman!"
"Hehehehe~~~"
Totsuka Ayaka's eyes curved and a string of silver bell-like laughter flowed from the corners of her mouth.
Now even Zaimokuza didn't bother to physically correct his friend's thoughts, and looked at Totsuka Ayaka with a dazed look.
"Asshole, your eyes have exceeded their useful life. Let me help you take them out!" Now it was Hikigaya's turn to go crazy.
So Ayaka smiled even more happily.
The noise made by the three people at the door startled Hikigaya Komachi who was inside. When the little girl came over, her eyes suddenly widened.
"I-I don't know if there is such a normal person coming to see Onii-chan?"
Komachi pressed her brother's face, suppressed his complaints, and pushed him aside. Then she took the hand of Ayaka, who was not much taller than her, and said seriously:
"Sister, did my brother threaten you to come to my house? Did he take private photos of you or know your secrets, or did he threaten to bully you if you don't obey? Don't worry, you are safe from now on. We in the Hikigaya family will not protect criminals!"
"Hey, why is it based on the premise that I committed a crime?"
"Ah? No, I'm a friend of Hajima. Zaimokuza-kun asked me to come and play with him." Ayaka said honestly.
Listening to the clear voice, Hikigaya felt that all the pains of the past were healed, and everything he had experienced in the past sixteen years was to open this door today.
"No! No, that's impossible! Is it because my brother threatened that if you dare to tell anyone, he would do something even more extreme..."
"Hey, hey, hey, Komachi, has your love for your brother disappeared?!"
"Sorry, Onii-chan, your score here in Komachi is very low~~"
Komachi stuck out her tongue and made a cute expression, but her smile was cold.
Watching the interaction between the brother and sister, Totsuka Ayaka couldn't stop laughing.
After playing around for a while, Hikigaya finally found the photo from the entrance ceremony. Komachi finally believed that this girl who looked as cute as an angel... No, a boy... No, angels don't have gender, right?
In short, even though I didn't dare and didn't want to believe it, this child who looked so normal was actually my brother's friend.
"Wow, Komachi, I'm so touched. Onii-chan, you're finally working towards becoming a normal person."
Komachi started crying again.
"Long-winded..."
Hikigaya tilted his head.
After asking, we learned that it was Zaimokuza who had been trying hard to recommend the animation "Mecha Basketball Wars" to Ayaka, and when he heard that his good brother actually had this special bonus, he immediately told Totsuka the news.
At this moment, in order to maintain his image in front of Ayaka, Hikigaya had to sign a series of humiliating treaties in exchange for Zaimokuza not telling the matter.
"Ahem! Are you satisfied with my trick this time?" Zaimokuza was complacent.
The four of them came to the living room, playing games and eating pizza. Although there were no special gifts, they had no problem finding common topics and were all discussing Hojo Kyosuke enthusiastically.
The night passed in a flash, and the next day, the students in Class F of Sobu High School's first year did not see their literary giant in the classroom.
As the protagonist, Hojo Kyosuke will go to three bookstores today to hold book signing events, one each in the morning, noon and evening.
Naturally, people who came for autographs formed a long queue and successfully occupied a considerable space in the evening news. The popularity of him and his new work not only did not dissipate with the official release but instead increased. After all, the quality of his novel is indeed high. As a mystery novel, it has three tricks in one book, and each trick is exquisitely designed. Fans of mystery novels are very satisfied with this book and have been cheering for it on the Internet.
As a popular literature, the story of the social animal's counterattack, suffering injustice, bloody revenge, and a happy ending is completely satisfying for the readers. So ordinary readers or passers-by who come to join in the fun are also very satisfied.
This original novel by Hojo Kyosuke itself is based on "The Devotion of Suspect X". Although it is a mystery novel, the trick itself is not the focus, but the core is the complexity of human nature and social problems. It is a typical social mystery novel.
Take for example the comments by Futami Jiraiya in the Asahi Shimbun today. Yes, the war of words between the two newspapers is still going on. If the popularity of Hojo Kyosuke's new book was not so terrifying, both sides might pretend that nothing happened, but since the popularity is still there, they naturally want to take advantage of it.
"… In "The Devotion of Suspect X", why is Tetsuya Ishigami's trick so shocking? Is it that his trick is really flawless? No, it is because the love hidden in his trick of using himself as a puzzle is too heavy, so heavy that even as a reader, I feel short of breath. And the writer K in Hojo's new work, his three murder tricks are undoubtedly excellent, but more importantly, every trick he uses, every time he says "Are you satisfied with my trick this time?" is a cry to this sick society, a vent for his unwillingness and resistance…"
Futami Jiraiya is worthy of being a professor in the Faculty of Literature at the University of Tokyo. While cursing, his analysis is also very professional, and he perfectly puts forward the core selling point of Hojo Kyosuke's new work.
This is a standard cool novel, and everyone loves to read cool novels. However, in addition to the coolness, Hojo Kyosuke cleverly added social issues and excellent tricks, which distinguished this book from the superficial cool novels. Who doesn't like to read a cool novel and pretend to be of high quality?
But Matsumoto Motohiro of Sankei Shimbun was still undeterred and attacked Hojo Kyosuke from another angle. He said that his book did not convey the correct values at all. Yes, the protagonist encountered injustice when he was competing for the award, and those judges were indeed excessive, but does it mean that he can commit a crime just because he encountered misfortune? Why not seek a just solution? Why was the criminal not brought to justice at the end of the novel?
I have to say that this guy is capable enough to be a columnist for a major newspaper. He accurately identified the pain points and immediately gained a large number of fans.
In fact, when he was writing the novel, Hojo Kyosuke also considered whether to let the protagonist be arrested by the ex machina. But he thought that would ruin the novel as a whole, and then he thought about where he was now? Japan! In a place where even ogres can publish books, you tell me that bad people should be punished?
My protagonist kills bad guys, he’s an anti-hero!
Just kill, kill, kill and it will be over.
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