Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 937: The Hojo Family, Cheating the World

"Why don't you say a few words to that boy?"

Hojo Ichiro looked at his wife and asked with a smile, "Full-time wives in Japan are very good at making phone calls. Even couples in love would be impressed by them." His innocent wife was no exception. Whenever she talked to her son, she would chat for most of the day. She would chat with her son first, then her daughter-in-law, and she would never miss anyone."

Hojo Mikiko picked up the drink on the table and took a sip, then picked up a bag of beautifully packaged biscuits, tore it open and began to eat elegantly.

Upon closer inspection, I realized that this was not in the three-story house in Otaru of the Hojo family, but in a reception room dominated by white.

The family of three sat on the sofa. Hojo Kashiko, who had just been howling on the phone, was now gulping down water, looking like he had just had intense exercise.

The woman ate the biscuit carefully and fed her daughter a piece. So the look of happiness can be seen. The way this mother eats is not graceful and she has not received any training, but from the look of enjoyment on her face, it can be seen that she really appreciates the deliciousness of the biscuit. It's not that she has never eaten such delicious food, but her life seems to be to find happiness from every little bit.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Hojo Ichiro had to ask for someone to come in without waiting for his wife's reply.

A middle-aged man in a baseball jacket walked in with a big smile on his face.

"Hey, Mr. Hojo, Mrs. Hojo, and Miss Kashiko, are you resting well?"

As he spoke, the man squatted down and greeted Hojo Kashiko at eye level. Then, noticing that the two were eating cookies, he immediately said:

"Mrs. Hojo, do you like this biscuit? It's a ham biscuit that our group specially produced for the baseball team. I'll have someone send a truckload to your house."

Hojo Mikiko wiped her mouth, smiled and greeted, then said:

"I had a good rest. The room was very quiet and I couldn't hear any noise from the stadium. Thank you, Dad, for arranging Coach Fujiwara. The cookies were indeed delicious, with a strong flavor of curry beef. But children won't be able to eat properly if they eat too many cookies, so I can only thank you for your kindness."

Hojo Ichiro smiled secretly in his heart that his wife, who believed that as long as she had a normal meal, she could eat snacks as much as she wanted, could actually say such a thing.

Coach Fujiwara, who was wearing a baseball uniform, smiled even brighter. "How about I ask the branch in Tokyo to send some to Hojo-kun? If his mother likes it, Hojo-kun should like it too, right? And doesn't he live with many female friends? Our biscuits are specially provided for athletes. They are not only delicious and nutritious, but also healthy. They are a great weight loss food!"

"Ah... I'm welcome to say that."

Hojo Mikiko answered without hesitation. She was very sure that her daughters-in-law would like this kind of biscuits, especially the girl Yukino. She liked this kind of small snack that she could savor in her mouth for a long time the most.

Hearing this, Coach Fujiwara was even happier. He patted Hojo Kashiko's head affectionately and said:

"The retired stars of the team have already arrived at the stadium. The old man asked me to inform Mr. Ichiro that there is a player he likes very much."

This is a lie. If they really wanted to notify him, they only needed to make a phone call. Hojo Ichiro, who often acted as a human ladder for his father to step on, never enjoyed the treatment of being notified by a special person. He would have to eat leftovers if he called them for food but got no response. It was obvious that the team's celebrities had just arrived at the stadium gate, and Coach Fujiwara couldn't wait to come to the Hojo couple to show off their achievements and gain favor.

Ichiro Hojo didn't think too much about it. He excitedly called out the names of several players. After getting the confirmation, he immediately hugged his daughter and ran away excitedly.

Although the Hokkaido Ham team has not been in Hokkaido for long, the people of Hokkaido still love them deeply. There is nothing we can do about it, there is only this one family.

Hojo Mikiko followed with a smile.

When we got there, many players who had played important roles in the team's history had already put on their team uniforms again and were standing there talking to Hojo Yusuke. It should be said that the old man with the same hairstyle as Gojo Satoru really looked like a coach, and a very strong one at that. Standing next to him was Hojo's good neighbor, old man Yagi Kazumasa, and several other good guys.

After carrying his daughter to the designated location, Ichiro Hojo greeted his wife and rushed over, signing autographs, taking photos, and expressing his admiration.

What’s even more interesting is that when he was studying and working in Tokyo, before the Hokkaido Ham team left Tokyo and changed its name, he was already a fan of the team. It’s not an exaggeration to say that he has been a fan for 20 years.

Hojo Mikiko smiled and held her daughter to look for her grandmother. The little girl had played all the team's training programs in the morning with the company of many coaches. Now she couldn't play anymore and ate cookies in her mother's arms.

Soon, they found Grandma Hojo in the team's kitchen. The old lady was chatting with the team's nutritionist. Coach Fujiwara, who was accompanying them, took the opportunity to say:

"The group has already planned to build a new stadium. Not only will the new stadium have more luxurious facilities, but a Michelin-starred restaurant will also be opened nearby. We have even made a preliminary agreement with the chef. The signature dish is white truffle salt butter roll. Mrs. Hojo can bring her children here often to taste it."

During the contact yesterday afternoon and half a day today, after analysis by the professionals in the team, they have already locked in the key figures of the Hojo family and know who to lobby in order to effectively push Hojo Kyosuke to join the team.

Hojo Mikiko!

She is the ultimate key figure and has the final say in the Hojo family. Not only do the two elderly people respect her very much, even the three-year-old child Hojo Kashiko dares not go against her wishes. Not to mention Hojo's father, who will rush over regardless of anything as long as the mother calls him softly, even if he is having fun.

Although we haven't tried to inquire with Hojo Kyosuke yet, according to intelligence, Hojo's mother took him to study in Shuimen City alone when he was in elementary school, so the relationship between mother and son cannot be bad!

If you want to take down Hojo Kyosuke, you must first take down the Hojo family and the eldest princess of the Hojo family!

This is a report jointly made by the analysts and group strategic analysts of the Hokkaido Ham Fighters. So, for two days in a row, they shamelessly brought the Hojo family to the stadium to improve their favorability. Hojo Ichiro said he wanted to feed cows and shovel cow dung, so the team just said, "Leave it all to us."

They are really professional. After all, the group behind them is a meat processing company with many breeding bases in Hokkaido.

Yesterday it was okay, as they only invited the Hojo family. But today it was much more serious, as they directly sent out several buses to bring all of the Hojo family's distant and close relatives back to the team, bringing out the indigenous advantages to the fullest.

There is no other way. Neither the team nor the group behind them can compare to giants like Giants or Hanshin. They can only take advantage of their proximity and make a drastic effort to conquer Hojo Kyosuke's family and go the family route.

Over there, old man Kazumasa Yagi was excitedly taking photos with his favorite star while praising Hojo Kyosuke highly, saying that Hojo was the light of Otaru. He was so happy that he wanted to give his family's glass studio to Hojo Kyosuke to inherit, and patted his son on the shoulder and told him not to mind.

The eldest son patted his father on the back and said generously:

"Do you think Hojo-kun would be interested in your small workshop? I don't believe he would want something that I don't want. Didn't Ichiro say that he has opened his own company in Tokyo?"

Old man Yagi Kazumasa almost rolled his eyes when he was photographed, and angrily cursed his son for being unfilial, but he lowered his head and thought about it and it was indeed true. After all, when Hojo boy asked him to teach him how to make glass cups, he tried to promote his own studio, but the other party was not interested at all.

Eh……

Today's young people.

The old man sighed, "Kyosuke is really promising. Even an unfilial son like me who never comes home to see me has come here to take advantage of him."

The eldest son of the Yame family was not shy at all, and said with an exaggerated expression: "This is Otani Shohei! If my colleagues at work hear me playing basketball with him tomorrow, they will be jealous! Right, Shuichiro?"

He looked at his eldest son, a high school student who nodded vigorously.

The baseball team already had a lot of people, but it was still not enough in front of the Hojo family's friends and relatives. Neighbors, relatives, neighbors' relatives, relatives' neighbors, the Ham Fighters were not picky at all, as long as they had something to do with Hojo Kyosuke, they all came back.

Let's talk about the middle-aged man standing next to Hojo Ichiro. His name is Matsubara Sho, a writer with a little fame in Sapporo. His works mainly explore human nature, in simple terms, he is a stalker. Because he had published an article in a Hokkaido newspaper to support Hojo Kyosuke, saying that they were friends, he was also invited.

The team manager also enthusiastically asked him if there were any literary friends in the area who knew Hojo Sensei. If there were any, please call them over so that they can entertain Hojo Sensei.

After taking photos of himself and the team's stars with his phone, Matsubara Sho couldn't help but sigh, "I thought Hojo-kun would become more and more famous in the literary world, and I might even write a memoir about him in the future, but I didn't expect that he would be treated like this because of his talent in baseball."

Ichiro Hojo, who had just exchanged clothes with his favorite basketball star, pulled the corner of his clothes to look at the signature on it, smelled the sweat on his clothes, and showed a satisfied smile.

If Hojo Kyosuke saw this, he would definitely grimace in disgust.

I'm wearing clothes with my wife printed on them, and you...next time I'll print two T-shirts with Prince printed on them for you, with a photo on the front and "daughter slave" written on the back.

After appreciating it enough, Hojo Ichiro smiled and said:

"Matsuhara-san, as Kyosuke's friend, you should get used to this kind of thing sooner. After all, I felt the same way when I saw you visiting me at home."

Matsubara Sho nodded. Being there, looking at those basketball stars chatting and playing baseball with everyone with a smile because of Hojo Kyosuke, he could understand what Hojo's father said.

Those team stars and retired celebrities were not just here to play. Under the instructions of the team's top management, they all talked about Hojo Kyosuke all the time, and they were so friendly as if Hojo Kyosuke had already joined the team.

"It's not easy..."

Matsubara Sho sighed and said that other players didn't know, but he felt that Shohei Otani, who was regarded as the No. 1 baseball talent in Japan by the whole nation until yesterday afternoon, must have been feeling very complicated. Even with such complicated emotions, he still had to play baseball with this rookie and try his best to give him a good baseball experience.

This feeling is really amazing, like a sales manager of a potential company asking his beautiful wife to entertain him in order to get a contract... cough cough cough, anyway, that's how it is.

Wait a minute, Song Yuanxiang suddenly thought, this contract is not even from his own company. He is just a friend of the person who can decide the contract. It's pure free stuff. Hiss... even more exciting.

He felt that if he really wrote "The Years I Know Hojo Kyosuke" in the future, it would definitely sell well.

The three women of the Hojo family were also being lobbied. Coach Fujiwara said all the good words he could and his heart became brighter and brighter. He felt that Hojo Kyosuke had already fallen into his trap.

If Yukino Yukinoshita was here, she would definitely warn Coach Fujiwara to be careful of fraud. After all... can a mother who can teach a girl like Yamauchi Sakura be easily convinced?

It was not until the evening, after finishing their big meal in the team restaurant, that the group left, talking and laughing.

The group's top management, represented by the team, Odagiri Tatsuyuki, approached head coach Fujiwara and asked about the results of today's lobbying.

Coach Fujiwara didn't say much, just nodded with a confident smile.

Odagiri Tatsuya was delighted when he saw this and asked hurriedly, "Have Hojo-kun's parents promised to persuade Hojo-kun to join our team?"

Coach Fujiwara felt something was wrong, but he still smiled confidently: "No."

Odagiri Tatsuya: "So the Hojo family has shown friendly tendencies towards our team?"

Coach Fujiwara frowned slightly, and his smile gradually became forced: "No."

Odagiri Tatsuya: "So Hojo-kun got close to us after knowing that the team warmly entertained his relatives and friends?"

Coach Fujiwara's smile disappeared, and deep furrows appeared between his brows: "No."

Odagiri Tatsuya stopped smiling: "Then why are you so confident? What are you happy about?"

Looking at the bus that had just disappeared at the end of the road, Coach Fujiwara tried his best to control his desire to catch up with it and said in a deep voice, "Because I remembered something happy."

Odagiri Tatsuya: “…”

At the end, he said fiercely: "You'd better make sure you can sign Hojo-kun, otherwise even if you are Coach Fujiwara, I'm afraid you won't be happy for long!"

Coach Fujiwara didn't say anything, but pursed his lips tightly, trying hard to recall every detail of his time with the Hojo family today, wondering where he got the illusion that he had convinced them.

It’s strange. Am I just being too self-indulgent?

The man racked his brains but couldn't figure out what the problem was. He only remembered that everyone in the Hojo family was having a great time, eating happily, and laughing happily.

As for the others...did they ever say anything about helping the team and speaking well of Hojo-kun? (End of this chapter)