I, Kousaka Kyousuke, the Knight of the Helping Table

"You said it had nothing to do with me, but you started calling me names."

Kyosuke sighed helplessly, "Just tell me, who is the one in the painting? As long as it's not too extreme, I promise I won't be angry."

The problem is that it is really too much.

"It's getting late. If you don't hurry up and go to those popular stalls to collect the goods, it will be too late!"

Kyousuke didn't give up after hearing what Keibu-ji said. "No, if I don't figure it out, I won't be able to think straight. So you better tell me now, or I'll deduct your salary."

"Well... actually..."

Keibu-hime's voice became smaller and smaller, until it was as soft as the buzz of a mosquito, forcing Kyosuke to move closer to hear clearly what she said.

"What is it?"

"It's you..."

Princess Keibu's face was already steaming, and to outsiders she looked like a good woman being forced by a gangster (Kyosuke).

"Hey, Lao Xing! Where's the stuff I ordered?"

A hearty voice suddenly interrupted the conversation between Keibu-hime and Kyousuke.

"ah--!"

When Princess Xingbu heard the voice, she screamed as if she had been electrocuted, "Ms. Musashi... Why did you come at this hour?!"

"Of course, it was to see my reservation book earlier. I put a lot of effort into sneaking in. I don't know if the ventilation duct can still be used in the future."

From the very beginning, Musashi's eyes never left the book wrapped in the suspicious yellow cover, and even Kyosuke himself didn't notice it standing next to it.

How did you get in?

After hearing Musashi's explanation, this question arose in the minds of everyone present.

"You won't be kicked out if you sneak in like this?"

As Keibu-hime spoke, she desperately winked at Musashi to make her notice that Kyousuke was also here.

"Oh, it's already this hour, and all the security personnel are standing by the door, so who is going to take care of me? Please give me the notebook quickly."

With her mind full of beautiful boy books, Musashi's mind had long been unable to accommodate the existence of anything else. If it weren't for the fact that Princess Xingbu had both hands on the book, she would have picked it up and read it herself.

"That's not good. Wouldn't it be a bit unfair to others if you're the only one to get it first? Why don't you queue up here first?"

Xingbu Ji felt really tired. Why did you just ignore the person right next to you? Could it be that your eyes have been stuffed into the man's anus? !

"It'll only take less than an hour, what can go wrong? Don't worry, I'll take the notebook and leave, and I won't disturb you at work."

Musashi, unable to contain his excitement, reached for the notebook.

"Don't!"

Princess Xingbu grabbed Musashi's wrists with both hands at the same time, "You just said you came in through the ventilation duct, why don't you go wash your hands first? After all, it's not good to dirty the notebook, right?"

"No need. I came in wearing the nightgown I borrowed from Duan Zang." Musashi opened the backpack she carried with her, revealing a dirty black piece of clothing. "I also wore gloves on my hands, so they weren't stained with any dust at all, so don't worry."

Are you here to buy a book or to assassinate someone?

Princess Xingbu looked at Musashi who was fully prepared, and she felt that she had never felt so frustrated before.

"Hehe, what do you think? I'm awesome, right?" Musashi puffed out his chest proudly. "As long as it's related to beautiful boys, I will burst out with unlimited motivation."

How did this shotacon become the strongest swordsman in Japanese history?

Old Xing wanted to delay for a while, but Kyosuke didn't plan to give this guy a chance. While Xingbu Ji didn't have both hands on the book, Kyosuke took out a book wrapped in a book cover and handed it to Musashi.

"Give."

"Ah, thank you! This is really——Kyosuke!! It's actually the real person!!"

When Musashi saw who gave her the book, she immediately called out. She quickly took a step back, and the expression on her face was nothing but embarrassment.

Ruined.

Lao Xing covered her face with one hand. She felt that with such a stupid teammate, nothing she said would be of any use.

"What's wrong? Don't you want this book?"

"Um...I actually..."

Musashi wanted to reach out and take the notebook, but he seemed afraid of Kyosuke who was holding the notebook. He looked like he was in a dilemma.

"Oh, why don't you come over? Isn't this what you've always dreamed of?"

Kyosuke was waving the notebook in front of Musashi, like a devil who was tempting everyone to fall.

"No... I just..." Musashi stretched out her right hand hesitantly. When it was about to touch the book, she came to her senses and quickly used her left hand to grab her right hand and pull back the hand that had acted on her own initiative.

"Kyosuke is it, why is he here?"

Musashi used her left hand to hold down her right hand which was about to lose control, and looked around to greet Kyosuke. The way she didn't dare to look him in the eye made Kyosuke more certain of his guess.

"How about this, Musashi. If you tell me what is written in this book, I will give it to you, and I will also treat you to free drinks in my shop for half a month. How about that?"

Kyosuke gave this swordsman, who was addicted to alcohol, greedy for money and had a crush on free food, a reason she couldn't refuse.

"Really?!"

Apart from the swords, the fight was no different from ⑨ and Musashi took the bait immediately after Kyosuke threw it out.

"Of course, don't you know my credibility?"

"This is your *Alexander* Weber's book. First, the two of them were the bottoms, then you drank Jill's medicine and you became the bottom, and finally you both became bottoms and were tied up and taken home by Enkidu."

Musashi sold out Lao Xing in an instant.

"Haha~"

Kyosuke's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He resisted the urge to tear the book in his hand into pieces and put his hand into Musashi's.

"You are such a good boy. This is a reward for you."

"oh oh!"

Musashi's eyes suddenly sparkled with shining stars, and he took the notebook and began to flip through it.

"Then the next step is the punishment for the bad boy. Isn't that right, Miss Xingbuji?"

Kyosuke held down the shoulder of Lao Xing who wanted to sneak away.

"I think I can explain."

"Stop talking nonsense! Heaven--punishment--!"

PS: First update, 3 updates today, the remaining two will be in the evening

Chapter 110 Weber: I, the Strategist, the Second Hand Dealer

"Kyosuke, what's wrong with you? You look like someone raped you."

Alexander was standing in front of the stall directing his younger brothers to work. Seeing Kyosuke walking towards him listlessly, he teased him and then laughed before anyone else could react.

Yes, and you were the one who did it.

Kyosuke looked at the tall man with a sturdy figure that was over 210cm tall with a look of pain on his face. When he thought that there would be a large group of fujoshi who would do all kinds of things tonight (Lao Xing did not tell him the specific number of reservations, but judging from the stock, there was obviously a lot), Kyosuke wondered whether he should just tell the man in front of him directly and ask him to bring people to take down Lao Xing's stall.

Compared with the previous booth of Xingbu Ji x Blackbeard, Alexander's booth was much bigger than that of the booth of at least 10 small groups. Even if it was a general corporate booth without a performance stage, it would not be as big as Alexander's booth. The entire booth was basically full of Grand Strategy related peripherals, including games, clothes, folders and even round fans. More than half of them were official genuine products, and their prices were indeed at least one-third cheaper than the official price.

If someone who doesn't know the inside story, they might think this is the official promotional booth of "Grand Strategy". No, even the official game company would not promote this game so vigorously. It can only be said that Alexander has taken the term "generating electricity with love" to the extreme.

"Kyosuke, you don't look very well. Do you want to go and have a rest? We have a special lounge here."

Waver pushed his black-framed glasses. He was a little worried about Kyosuke's condition.

"Thanks, I just--ugh..."

Kyosuke looked at Weber's face that always looked like he had kidney deficiency, and suddenly he couldn't hold back and started to dry heave over the trash can beside him.

Waver stepped forward and patted Kyosuke's shoulder, "Are you really okay? Do you want me to ask someone to come and help you get some rest?"

"It's okay, it's okay. I just--uh~" Kyosuke waved his hands to refuse Weber's kindness, but when he saw the other's face, he couldn't help but lie down again.

"Is my face so ugly that it makes people feel sick? It seems that I have been working too much overtime recently. I must go to bed early after the exhibition."

Seeing Kyosuke retching there, Waver's face, which already showed signs of kidney deficiency, became even uglier.

"It has nothing to do with you. This is Kyosuke's own problem." Saori patted Weber's shoulder to comfort him, "If you knew what he went through, I believe you would feel the same way."

"What?"

Weber had a face full of black question marks.

As for Black Cat, he came close to Weber and looked at his face carefully, "Oh, you are Weber-san."

"what happened?"

Weber was confused by the two little girls. He wasn't the type who was so handsome that he was almost a drop-dead gorgeous. What was the meaning of the way he looked at the giant pandas in the zoo?

"Well, I'm just curious."

Saori rubbed her chin to show her harmless appearance, but it has to be said that her dress as an older homegirl is indeed very confusing.

Kirino didn't get close to Waver and stare at him like Kuroneko and Saori did, but after comparing the sizes of Kyosuke and Alexander, she couldn't help but shudder.

"What exactly is going on?"

Waver felt a little uneasy being stared at by a few little girls, and asked Kyosuke who had finally stopped vomiting.

"I don't think you want to know." Kyosuke gave the good man a kind reminder, "If you see someone holding a yellow book cover, don't approach them or you will regret it."

"What's there to regret? Is there another idiot who wants to draw a comic about me and Wang?" Weber looked calm. "Every year there are always a few fearless people in the industry who draw a comic about me and Wang. I'm used to it. After all, there is no female who is not lesbian. It's okay to get used to it."

The problem is that I was added this year.

Although Kong Lao Er currently looks like he has calculated everything, Kyosuke is not sure whether he will be as calm as he is now after he actually sees Lao Xing's masterpiece.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this for now. This is our book list."

Kyosuke felt that if he went deeper into this question, he would probably still feel sick, so he quickly changed the subject. He took out a piece of paper with something written on it and handed it to Waver.

"Let me see... Meruru from Tsukimi ganma, Reika from QQQ, and Meruru from Sakura·G·Sakura... Why are they all magical girls?" Weber looked at the note Kyosuke handed over, "Kyosuke, when did you start liking this style? Haven't you always been into mature women?"

"Ahem." Hearing his hobby being accidentally mentioned by this guy, Kyosuke quickly kicked him, "This is for my sister. We came too late today, so I hope you can help us. If we really want to buy all these things, we can forget about visiting the exhibition today."