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The writers arrived at different times, and Sakurai Sho and Mr. Ninomiya arrived earlier.The room had already been arranged, and the two of them were arranged in two adjacent rooms on the second floor.

I only stayed for one night, so I didn't prepare too much luggage. After a little tidying up, I felt like I had nothing to do.Mr. Ninomiya was already lazily lying in the rocking chair by the window and playing with his handheld. Sho Sakurai was considering whether to go out and familiarize himself with the familiar environment while the time was still early. He was about to speak when the gentleman in the rocking chair raised his eyelids. He said without looking up, "Come back before six o'clock... remember to change clothes if you want to strike up a conversation, and get a notebook if you want to sign."

The little assistant kept silent and sighed in his heart, obviously the content of what he said was quite understanding, but when his husband said it, there was a kind of depressing magical effect.However, as Mr. Cranky's personal assistant, he has long mastered the skill of seeing and dismantling tricks.

"Then I... change clothes and get a notebook."

Sure enough, Mr. Ninomiya stopped what he was doing and looked at him with a half-smile.

Looking at each other with a smile, Mr. Ninomiya curled his lips and mouthed "Come on" at him, then returned to the battle situation in hand and ignored him.Sakurai Sho prepared the kimono Mr. Ninomiya was going to wear at night, went out and closed the door.

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The opening of the dinner was arranged at seven o'clock, and Sakurai Sho saw that he still had plenty of time, so he was going to familiarize himself with the environment first.

This is a three-story building with European-style interior and exterior decoration.On the first floor are various functional rooms, including a banquet hall, a meeting room, and a small library.The second floor is the guest room, almost all the guests live on this floor.The stairs leading to the third floor were marked with a sign of "no standing entry", probably not within the scope of use for this reception.

The house should be built on a sloping land. The parking lot where they got off just now is in the open space in front of the gate on the first floor of the house, and the small garden behind the building is directly connected to the low steps extending from the second floor.Sakurai Sho stood on the steps and leaned on the railing to look into the distance, and he could see many people in the small garden who came out to pass the time like him.

The sun shone warmly in the garden, Sho Sakurai took a classic novel he had just borrowed from the small library, and sat down on a chair in front of a camellia bush.

He had just read two pages of the preface when he heard conversations coming from far and near behind him.The other party probably didn't notice that there were other people on the other side of the flowers, and the tone of the conversation was very familiar.

Although it wasn't intentional, Sakurai Sho still felt that listening to people's conversations was not a good behavior, and was about to change places when he suddenly heard Mr. Ninomiya's name.

"...Mr. Ninomiya is also invited to this party!"

"It's the rookie writer who won two awards in one fell swoop. I heard that he is also handsome. Recently, he has been quite prosperous, so it's not surprising to invite him here."

"That being said, it is said that Chairman Endo didn't think highly of him when he was selected, and recommended another entry!"

"What's so strange about it? Results are the priority now. Since Mr. Ninomiya has not only won an award but is also so popular, the president of course follows the trend!"

"I don't think it's that simple. Chairman Endo publicly said that he doesn't like Mr. Ninomiya, not only for his works, but also for Mr. Ninomiya himself."

"Eh? Mr. Ninomiya wasn't well-known before, did he offend Chairman Endo before winning the award?"

"Don't you know about the plagiarism incident eight years ago?! There was a lot of trouble at that time, but the result was not found out in the end."

"I only know that there is such a thing. My husband is strict and doesn't like us talking about it, so he didn't pay much attention to it."

"I've also heard a little bit from others. It is said that the competition eight years ago was the highest level ever. A disciple of President Endo, President Endo has high expectations for him as a disciple, and he is always full of praise. A few days before the result was due, the article about President Endo's disciple suddenly broke out The entries were actually plagiarized, and this matter was immediately brought to the forefront. At that time, both sides insisted on their opinions, but the evidence presented could not completely overwhelm the other party. The incident dragged on for a long time, and there was no clear answer until the end As a result, that work was disqualified for the award.

"The work that claimed to be 'plagiarized' is said to have been written by a bookstore owner. The disciple often went to this bookstore to buy books. The two met each other. No one has figured out what happened between them so far. President Vine's disciples have disappeared since then, and the president has never mentioned this matter. But everyone knows that the president has lost his beloved student, and this matter has always been his heart disease."

"So that's the case, but what does this have to do with Mr. Ninomiya?"

"It is said that...the bookstore owner—"

Speaking of this, the sound stopped abruptly, followed by waves of footsteps.For a while, I left in a hurry, and for a while, I came leisurely.

Sakurai Sho raised his head, and a thin, brisk man walked towards him. He looked at Sakurai Sho through the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, adding a bit of playfulness.

"Oh, I seem to have accidentally interrupted the ladies' conversation, but it's not a gentleman's job to eavesdrop on a lady's conversation."

"Eavesdropping is not a gentleman's act, but if you happen to overhear, the ladies probably won't care."

The man didn't speak, just looked Sakurai Sho up and down.

Sakurai Sho was uncomfortable when he saw him, he closed the book in his hand, stood up and put on a calm expression.

"Excuse me first."

Sensing the gaze behind him, Sho Sakurai hurried out of the small garden and returned to the corridor on the second floor.

That stranger was very interesting, but the conversation he heard just now made him even more uneasy. He could vaguely guess what the last sentence was, but how much did it have to do with Mr. Nigong? not sure.He felt as if he had touched something he couldn't touch, and he didn't know if it was good or bad.

No longer in the mood to wander around, Sho Sakurai prepared to tidy himself before reporting to Mr. Ninomiya's room, but as soon as he entered the room, he saw a neatly folded suit on the bed.Surprised, his eyes fell on the ugly note torn from nowhere next to the suit. The handwriting on it was casual but not scribbled - "It's my assistant anyway, and you should always dress decently for formal occasions."

The unprepared little assistant Sho Sakurai was suddenly moved. He didn't expect that Mr. Ninomiya, who usually seemed indifferent to others, would come to such a surprise.While warming his heart, Sakurai Sho recalled the conversation he had just heard, wondering if Mr. Ninomiya knew what happened back then?If he knew, then today's banquet would be a real Hongmen banquet for him.

Sakurai Sho lightly stroked the collar of his suit, and the smile on his face faded a bit.

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When Sho Sakurai appeared in front of Mr. Ninomiya wearing a brand-new suit specially prepared by his husband that fit him well, he caught the other party's complacent and admiring eyes as expected.

When Sho Sakurai was considering whether to express his gratitude to the employer, Mr. Ninomiya turned around and said lightly, "The money for the clothes will be deducted from your salary this month."

The little assistant who was still happy a second ago felt that she was too sweet...

Seeing his assistant's depressed face for a moment, Mr. Ninomiya who was in a good mood made up the money again, "It's only a month's salary... You say that in this world, even shoulder pads are very expensive~"

Sakurai Sho instantly felt that his previous worries were simply superfluous. If anyone could cheat his family, this slick little devil, he would really look at that person with admiration.

The venue of the dinner is the small banquet hall on the first floor. The people who come to this party are all writers who are active in the literary world today. There are leading figures who have been around for decades, and there are also literary rookies like Ninomiya Kazuya. , We don't have many opportunities to meet each other, and it is rare to have such an opportunity to communicate with each other.But after all, literati are less friendly to each other, unless they are particularly congenial, they are still talking about the topics on the scene.On the contrary, the assistants and managers around the writer will be more enthusiastic and exchange business cards to contact each other.

Sho Sakurai, the assistant of Xinmi who just took office, has no seniors to help guide him, and his employer is even more unreliable. When someone came to introduce himself to him at the beginning, he was somewhat restrained and uncomfortable.But fortunately, he speaks generously and behaves decently, has strong observation and learning ability, and the mature temperament set off by a high-end suit, so that no one can see that he is a complete novice.

Compared with the tense atmosphere over his assistant, Mr. Ninomiya's place is much cleaner.Originally, rookie writers didn’t pay as much attention to those gentlemen who have been famous for a long time, and more than half of the people who came to greet him were stopped by Sakurai Sho, so he picked a quiet corner very leisurely, holding a glass of soda, drinking water and belching .

It wasn't until a sweet female voice on the loudspeaker reminded everyone that the banquet was about to start in 5 minutes, that Sakurai Sho returned to Mr. Ninomiya and sat down again and took a deep breath.Mr. Ninomiya patted Sakurai Sho on the shoulder, and his perfunctory comfort was also comfort.

The lights dimmed suddenly, the host stepped onto the small stage in front of him, and the banquet officially began.

Just as the host was on stage inviting Chairman Endo of the Japan Writers Association to give a speech, a voice suddenly sounded behind Sho Sakurai.

"It turned out to be Mr. Ninomiya's assistant. I didn't expect to meet again so soon."