novelonline Chapter 922 It's my turn to attack tonight
Chapter 922 It's my turn to attack tonight
As soon as she knew that Nishimiya Glass would attend the fan meeting, Naoka Ueno started preparing her costumes. She has excellent aesthetic sense and design skills.
When Eriri first moved into Ruyi Liao, Mrs. Sayuri would specifically ask the driver to deliver clothes made by master tailors for events like award ceremonies. However, as photos of Kyosuke Hojo and the name of Naoka's "Aoho" studio appeared frequently in fashion magazines in various countries, the right to dress up the exquisite Yingguo dolls was also handed over to everyone in Ruyi Liao.
Not to mention Glass. When Naoka was in junior high school honing her skills, she was the only model. Even her underwear was made by Naoka herself. The money saved on clothing at that time became the shopping expenses for the two of them.
Today, Naoka designed clothes for Nishimiya Glass, which included a Klein blue T-shirt on the upper body, a white skirt with a blue-dyed lilac pattern, and a pair of blue canvas shoes. The classic Klein blue and the simple lilac print complement each other, highlighting vitality while retaining a fresh temperament. The simple tailoring sets off Glass's temperament in an especially pure way, like a small white flower, which makes people feel easy to bully at first glance.
"When it comes to dressing up as a public figure, one must not only consider whether it looks good, but also consider their profession and personality. A voice actor like Naoko who is new to the industry and takes on the main role will inevitably be questioned. In this case, it is better to further deepen the image of a newcomer, so that no one will be too harsh on her, and reasonably lower expectations, waiting for her to make a big splash later."
This is the design concept elaborated by Naoka.
After hearing this, Eriri put down the Neighbors, Neighbors, Neighbors in a huff. Her design concept was to directly reveal her identity as a fan of Glass Manga and get into a fight with everyone. Kasumigaoka Utaha's comment on this was:
“Yeah, when the original fans are a little dissatisfied, they will yell at you, ‘How can you be called a fan like this! Have you ever read the original? You shouldn’t use that tone at all. Oh my god! Where did you come from, amateur?’”
The black-haired girl was usually very frugal with words, so once she opened her mouth she would naturally not let Eriri off easily. The void imitated the audience in such a weird way that Her Royal Highness the Princess was so angry that she was shaking all over.
The venomous snake in Kasumigaoka was certainly annoying, but what annoyed Eriri even more was that she found out that she was the original fan who would curse at the other party if she was not satisfied with the original work...
Who are you scolding!
But she didn't dare to jump out to defend herself as a fan of the original work, and she almost got hurt. In the end, she could only pretend nothing happened, forced a smile and praised Naoka's design.
As soon as she entered the hotel in the morning, Nitro was surrounded by her colleagues.
In the lounge, Kihara Saki was circling around Nozomi, pinching her chin and making admiring sounds from time to time, which made the soft girl feel uncomfortable.
"Sister Saki..."
Glass's face flushed as she shouted softly. Her senior was squatting at her feet, holding up the hem of her skirt and looking at it closely.
Kihara Saki exclaimed: "It's so exquisite. Nitro-chan, is your skirt handmade? The details are so exquisite!"
As she spoke, she began to comment on the details of the lilac skirt. As a fashionable woman living in a big city like Tokyo, she has a good sense of fashion. Not only does she read a lot of women's magazines, but she is also occasionally invited to attend fashion shows. After all, she is 1.7 meters tall and looks really good.
Led by Saki Kihara, several other female staff members in the lounge also came over to study Nitro-chan's high-end handmade skirt together.
The limp girl wanted to escape but couldn't, and was not let go until a long time later.
"Tell me, Nitro, how much is it? I want to see if my wallet can hold up!"
Sitting on the sofa, Saki gritted his teeth and asked.
The skirt was so beautiful that even a woman like her who usually wore leather jackets and T-shirts couldn't resist the temptation.
"Ah... No, I didn't spend any money..."
Glass hesitated and whispered. Seeing that the senior opposite was about to shout again, she quickly explained:
"This is a dress my friend gave me."
Kihara Saki was shocked: "Friends!? Nitro-chan, you actually have such friends!"
When Nishimiya Glass said this, she instantly entered the state and said with a smile:
"Yes, Naoka already has her own studio. Sister Saki, if you have been following the news about Kyosuke, you should have heard that the clothes Kyosuke wears for formal occasions are always provided by her, 'Aoho', Aoho Studio."
As she spoke, she raised her hips and twisted her waist slightly, pointing at a small logo on the waistline of her skirt.
A golden ear of wheat grows on a green stalk. A healthy and vibrant green stalk, and a mature and full ear of wheat.
When Kihara Saki saw the logo, she couldn't help but look up and glance up and down at the girl next to her, her eyes especially lingering on her chest for a long time.
Isn’t this logo talking about Nitro Sauce? She is at an age full of hope and vitality, but she has grown so full. It’s really... sad.
"I also want to have a friend like this." She said disappointedly.
Glass quickly comforted her, "I can introduce Naoka to you, Sister Saki. You've been to a fashion show before, so you'll definitely get along well with Naoka!"
Saki heard this and said with longing, "Will Miss Naoka also help me design clothes?"
Glass smiled and said very gently: "Yes, as long as Sister Saki has money."
Kihara Saki: “…”
You can make friends if you have money, right?
It was a break from the busy schedule, and the two shared a lounge, eating the high-calorie snacks brought by Glass while chatting. Inevitably, they talked about "Miracle Hojo Kyosuke", that is, his incredible 180 magic balls.
"Nitro, is the news true? I have watched the video and the announcements from the teams, but... it's too unbelievable. It's totally not something a human can do!"
Saki asked. Although she didn't know baseball, she couldn't help but pay attention. After all, when participating in a program, there would always be times when the sport was inadvertently mentioned. Just like what she had said when she taught Glass before, when celebrities are chatting, the only thing they must not say is "I don't know" or "no". This is the worst and most boring answer. At least they have to talk about their favorite team, or at worst, talk about which senior will attend the opening ceremony.
Yes, the baseball-related event that these female artists are most interested in is the opening ceremony. After all, being asked to be the opening guest proves that they are very popular and helps to enrich their image. If they leave a good impression on the audience and the media as a person who is good at sports, they will be the first to be remembered when there are related TV dramas in the future.
Thinking of this, Kihara Saki didn't even have time to wait for Naoko to show off her own Kyousuke-kun's inhumanity, and immediately asked:
"Oh! I say, Nitro-chan, if your Kyousuke-kun joins a professional baseball team, won't you have many opportunities to be the guest pitcher in the future?"
"Hey?"
Glass was stunned: "I haven't thought about this yet."
Saki said anxiously, "According to the newspapers and the teams' admiration for Mr. Hojo, wouldn't it be easy for him to get the team to designate a guest pitcher? You should start practicing baseball right now!"
At this point she threatened: "Be careful not to embarrass your Kyousuke-kun!"
She knew this was the most serious matter for Nitro.
Sure enough, Nishimiya Glass, who had been nonchalant, suddenly became serious. Sister Saki didn't know, but she knew that her own Kyousuke liked to use privileges to take shortcuts, and he would not hesitate to use this method to help him increase his popularity.
The girl looked embarrassed: "Well...but pitching is so difficult. Except for Sakura and Mitsuha, no one can throw the ball accurately to the catcher.
Besides, Kyosuke-kun hasn’t decided which team to join yet.”
Hearing this, Kihara Saki's eyes lit up instantly. Since yesterday afternoon, newspapers, magazines and the Internet have been arguing about whether Hojo Kyosuke will play professional baseball, and if so, which team he will join, whether it will be Japan or America, but no one has definite news, but only sees the spokespersons of major teams assuring their fans that the team will do its best to win over Hojo.
But this kind of news is just for listening. If anyone dares not to express his opinion, when Hojo Kyosuke joins other teams to beat up his own team, the coach and management will be torn to pieces by the angry fans.
Saki Kihara naturally read a lot of related news when surfing the Internet. The salaries of those teams, which were often hundreds of millions or even billions, almost made her faint with envy.
"So, does that mean Hojo-sensei is really going to play professional baseball?!"
She leaned closer and asked in a suppressed voice.
Looking at the eager eyes of her best senior, Glass thought for a moment, lowered her head and whispered the agreement proposed by the Tokyo Yakult Swallows and the Ham Fighters.
"Hiss—you're just giving away money for nothing without playing, competing, or training? That's a lot, and it's for three years!?"
Saki was stunned. Isn't this just money falling from the sky?
Why does this happen?! Why can't I encounter such a good thing!?
The agreement proposed by Yakult was so creative and shocking that not only Kihara Saki, but even Hojo Kyosuke was almost convinced by it. If Tetsu Kisaki wasn't so greedy and wanted to negotiate with more companies, the money might have been received by now.
Too cruel, what is this? In order to prevent others from going to the toilet, they built a pyramid of gold on the pit to protect it, right? No one can go to the toilet, just hold it in!
Kihara Saki had never seen or even heard of such a thing and originally thought it was impossible, but then she thought that Hojo Kyosuke could even throw a ball at a speed of 180 kilometers per hour, so it was not impossible that the team would be willing to spend hundreds of millions of dollars every year to support him.
"No wonder. I was arguing with someone last night. I told them that Hojo-sensei's girlfriend went to the same school as him and that he would never give up his studies to play professional baseball. They didn't believe me and even scolded me. I wanted to reveal my identity..."
"Don't!"
Glass was so scared that he quickly stopped her. If you want to surf the Internet, just surf the Internet properly. Why don't others open it and expose it? Haven't you seen how everyone secretly laughed at my idiot after he exposed his online name?
Then Kihara Saki asked which team Hojo Kyosuke favored the most, not because of any purpose, but out of pure curiosity. Although she was also a well-known voice actor with considerable popularity, she was no better than an ordinary person in front of "Miracle Hojo Kyosuke".
"Well... Kyousuke-kun hasn't been in contact with many teams yet, and most of them are handled by his assistants, but..."
Having said this, Nishimiya Glass suddenly raised her head, her fleshy but beautiful chin raised high, and her expression became very vivid.
"..."
Kihara Saki raised her eyebrows speechlessly. Okay, I get it. Nitro-chan is going to start with "My Kyousuke-kun" to show off their sweet daily life.
It’s my fault. Why did I have to rush over and eat such a bite? Didn’t I agree to lose weight?
After complaining like this, she cooperated and asked, "But?"
Nishimiya Naoko smiled sweetly and said happily, "My Kyousuke~~"
Sure enough! I knew it!
“…He promised me that I wouldn’t join the Yomiuri Giants!”
Glass sweetly revealed the secret.
"what?"
Kihara Saki looked confused. What was going on? Why was he fired from the Giants?
She had no idea what the connection was between Nitro and this team?
"Why? Nitro-chan, you don't know anything about baseball either, right?"
"Yeah~"
Nitro nodded, then her face inexplicably turned red, and she whispered in embarrassment:
"But I like Doraemon..."
"what??"
Kihara Saki was even more confused. How was she related to Doraemon again? What was going on? Doraemon traveled across the world to ask her to persuade Hojo Sensei not to join the Giants?
Seeing the confusion on her senior's face, Glass became more and more embarrassed, and then she blushed as she recounted what happened last night.
By then, she had already washed up and was sleeping in bed. The supply bag prepared by Kyosuke was placed on the desk, and the clothes prepared by Naoka were ironed and hung on the hanger... Everything was ready, and there was no possibility of any mistakes in tomorrow's launch meeting.
But after closing her eyes, countless messy things filled the girl's little head.
She was thinking about Kyosuke, the baseball game that took place during the day, Kyosuke, Michiru Hyodo who was great at playing the guitar, Kyosuke, whether Yuzuru studied hard, Kyo... and she was also thinking about whether Kyosuke would really go play baseball. Although she knew that Kyosuke would never leave her and Sakura and leave school, she couldn't help but worry.
Thinking over and over again, seeing that an hour was about to pass, she realized that she might not be able to sleep tonight. So the girl gritted her teeth and got up, quietly opened the door, and tiptoed towards the door opposite.
"Kyosuke-kun~~I can't sleep..."
In the darkness, the girl cried out pitifully, and then was pulled into the warm bed. When she was about to speak, her mouth was blocked. The mint flavor of the toothpaste was robbed, leaving only the taste of Kyousuke's saliva.
Only when her little face turned red and she was breathing heavily did she receive a word of concern.
"what happened?"
"Yeah, yeah...it's all right now~"
Nishimiya Glass laughed in satisfaction, looking silly. (End of this chapter)