Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

The little girl frowned. It certainly didn't look like this place. "But Teacher Bi*'s Twitter clearly said it was right here."

As a result, people soon began to exclaim, "Teacher Bi* is here.", "It's Teacher Bi* from "Libo Weekly Show"..."

"Ah, that's Mr. Shui Jing, why is he here too?"

One after another, many painters appeared in front of Hachiman's support car. They were both cartoonists and book painters, all of whom were famous.

"Oh my goodness, is this CM99 driving in Chiba?"

Perhaps because each artist has announced the location of the signing event for their new work on their Twitter, more and more fans and otakus began to show up here impatiently.

Fortunately, Hachiman, who had planned in advance, already had enough people to manage the order on the scene. He fully mobilized the manpower of the Yukinoshita family and set up the venue for the signing event within half an hour.

"What on earth did you do?" Yang Yan asked in astonishment.

These people cannot be hired just because you have money. Many of them are not short of money, let alone doing something like supporting a politician.

"It's very simple. To save the entire industry and protect the legitimate rights and interests of secondary creators, this is the compensation I give them."

Hachiman said that whether it is to restart Comic Market in Chiba or to protest the legalization of non-personal prosecution, Hachiman's proposition is easily recognized by the top names of the comics fan alliance. They are not short of money, but they understand the principle of "lips and teeth are cold". If the industry gradually declines, their future will not be easy.

During this period of time, Hachiman has been running among these people and gaining their recognition.

Chapter 58 Neon is dead, everyone

A large number of people began to gather in the empty square in front of the subway entrance. Since various artists had booked this event on Twitter in advance, fans came one after another. It was like a small fan festival.

Isshi Iroha finished her singing, but did not agree to the fans' request for an encore. She just bowed and slowly walked off the stage.

As there were already two to three hundred people gathered at the scene, Isshiki still had a hard time pushing his way through the crowd before he found Hachiman who was directing the work of maintaining order.

"Senior~"

Hearing the familiar voice, Hachiman turned around and saw Isshiki who was still breathing slightly. The sweat on her forehead and the flush on her cheeks made her look more attractive than usual.

Her eyes were shining as she looked at Hachiman, as if she was expecting her to say something.

"The performance just now was great, very nice to listen to, and it helped me a lot." Hachiman was not so completely without emotional intelligence, especially after he had just asked someone for help.

"Hey, if I ask for a reward, will it seem despicable?" she said softly.

Just when Hachiman didn't know how to answer, someone from the campaign team came over and spoke to him.

"Mr. Hikigaya, the stage for your speech has been set."

"Okay, I'll go over immediately."

Time is precious, and he doesn't even know when he will be complained about for disturbing others, so he has to take advantage of the peak traffic time now to gain favor.

"Isise, wait a moment." Then he followed the staff to the stage not far away.

Isshiki Caiyu couldn't help but lower her head and cursed softly, "Idiot."

Standing on the stage, Hachiman couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, as if facing the beautiful junior was more stressful for him than facing the hundreds of people at this moment.

"Gentlemen, please stop and listen to me."

As expected, almost no one listened to him.

So he changed his approach.

"If you still want to legally buy your favorite doujinshi at the Doujin Festival in the future, listen to me."

Hachiman's tone was not very nice, but more and more people were looking at him.

"I believe that there are more than just Chiba fans standing here. So let me ask you, are you willing to only be able to meet your favorite authors at these temporary offline gatherings every time?"

"Think about the heyday of Comic Market and the current decline of the fandom. Even the pornographic pictures on Line have decreased a lot. Let me ask you one question: are you willing to let the fandom industry disappear into history in the future?"

Gradually, the harsh and bloody reality forced these people to look at the young man who was giving the speech.

"When the non-prosecution was passed, none of us could stand up. When the artist who sold fan works at Comic Market was arrested, none of us could stand up. When Comic Market was forced to close, we could only stand outside the venue and cover our faces and cry. Why did all this happen?"

“Then let me tell you, because you have needs but no voice, your voice has no power, so now we can only stand here and secretly hold offline activities, and we are even afraid of being complained about and causing trouble to others. How can we still have the grand occasion of fan culture that we were proud of in the past…”

Hachiman was not a natural orator. At first, he even suffered from stage fright when speaking in front of people. It was only through practice and perseverance that he overcame this shortcoming, and his speaking style is extremely inspiring.

The people in the audience began to get restless, some even recalled the past and cried with their faces covered.

"I promise that whether or not I am elected as a prefectural councillor, I will do my best to promote the restart of Comic Market in Makuhari, Chiba. Tokyo cannot control this place. As I said, there is no need to worry about my ability because I have a powerful wife."

Hachiman said this proudly, which immediately caused a round of booing from the audience, but anyone could tell there was no ill intention and it was more about him showing off his affection.

"Neon's economy is dead, gentlemen," Hachiman continued.

"I can't help you find a job, I can't help you get a raise so you can buy a house, I can't make you live a life like a real person, but compared to the adults who can't do these things and want to cheat your votes and give you false hope, I can at least protect you from seeing more fan fiction, and at least let you read LF without censorship."

"Everyone knows that the second dimension is fake, but compared to the hopeless reality, why can't we take a breath in the false beauty? Who wants to deprive us of this last right?"

"My name is Hikigaya Hachiman, and I'm a candidate for the prefectural council in Inage Ward, Chiba. I don't need you to like me, but if you want more people to hear your voice, please vote for me."

After Hachiman finished speaking, he exhaled lightly and looked at the fans in the audience. There was no thunderous applause, only clapping in twos and threes, but Hachiman knew that their emotions were aroused by him.

Because this is Hachiman's only advantage. Compared with new media channels and advanced thinking, the ability to empathize with young people's pain is Hachiman's biggest advantage over Yukinoshita and Kinkosha.

After all, he really cannot provide any benefits that can improve their living environment.

However, this is something that all the Japanese parliamentarians cannot do.

It's just that no one has ever said it as directly as he did.

Hachiman expressed only one meaning: I want your votes. At least, I don’t treat you as leeks.

Respect, two words, are not easy to come by.

Hachiman's speech ended in this atmosphere.

At dusk, most fans left satisfied after purchasing signed fan works of their favorite artists.

It’s a little messy now, but it’s actually okay. How could the fat guy have any bad intentions? He took most of the garbage away himself.

The rest was also cleaned up by the on-site staff. When Hachiman came down, he looked for Isshiki and found that she had left with the agency's car. She also sent him a text message saying that she had other work to do.

"Next time, remember to look for me."

This was intentional, right? It had to be intentional, right?

But it also made Hachiman feel relieved. When he sat down just now, his cheek was irritated by something cold. Hachiman looked over and found that Yangyan was standing behind him with a bottle of cold MAX coffee.

"Thank you for your hard work, brother-in-law."

Yang Yan smiled and handed him the coffee.

"MAX coffee with sugar. You like it hot, but forget it in this weather."

Hachiman took the coffee, opened the lid, and the cool liquid flowed down his throat, making him feel refreshed.

He looked at the girl and asked the doubts that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

"Hey, have we met before?"

They had only known each other for a short time, but he was surprised by how well she knew him.

Yang Yan just sat beside him, facing the evening sunlight and smiling.

Chapter 59: Yang No and Yang Yan

At dusk, Yukinoshita Yukino sat in her father's study. Although her father had passed away for several years, the furnishings here were basically maintained by Yukino at the original level. When she wanted to calm down, she would sit here, make a pot of tea, read a book, and slowly calm down.

Yes, to feel the remaining breath of my father.

But now Yukino was not reading a book, but looking at her mobile phone, on which was the video of Hachiman's speech.

From the perspective of the person who filmed it, it seemed that it was recorded by fans in the audience and posted online, but it doesn’t matter who filmed it because there are many videos of this speech on Twitter now.

Moreover, these videos spread very quickly. At first, they were only in the ACG fan circle, but this piece of toxic chicken soup speech that broke the old ideas quickly spread beyond the circle and received attention from mainstream media.

What happens next is quite interesting.

The most controversial part of Hachiman's speech this time was his declaration that Japan's economy is dead. I can't save your real life, but I can make your virtual life warmer.

In the mainstream media, his remarks were criticized as heretical. As a member of parliament, he did not consider how to improve people's livelihood and make people's lives happier. Instead, he just tried to please his supporters and entertain them to death without paying attention to real life.

However, among general commentators, Hachiman's remarks received mostly positive reviews.

“This guy speaks so truthfully.”

"I've never seen such a politician before, so interesting."

"Anyway, I never thought that the high-ranking congressman could solve any practical problems. The problem of declining birthrates has been raised for many years. It's fine if I'm just a leek, but you want me to have a son and continue to be a leek. It's better to let Mr. Fukada have no code."

As such, most of the mainstream media have been criticizing Hachiman as an outlier.

But most people praised it a lot, and Yukino even smelled a hint of class division from it.

It's very similar to the split between the game media reviews and player reviews of "Miracle 2".

No, it should be said that this dissatisfaction actually existed a long time ago, but was torn open by Hachiman from an unexpected angle.

This kind of power rising from the bottom may be more beneficial for Hachiman to directly run for member of parliament.

Yukino thought to herself.

She suddenly remembered a point made in the book "Sapiens: A Brief History of Humankind" that she had read before. What makes humans human is not that they know how to use tools, but the moment when they believe in the story, or in other words, the same vision and the ability to imagine the future are what makes humans different from other animals.

In human society, no matter where they are, people who know how to “tell stories” are always the very few successful ones.

And Hachiman is obviously not bad in this regard.

I don’t know since when, but he has grown to the point where I sometimes feel I can’t catch up with him.

Yukino put away her phone and suddenly realized why Shinomiya Yunying had to spend so much effort to deal with Hachiman.

For a man like him who comes from an aristocratic family, a person like Hachiman who rose from the grassroots would probably make him feel physically uncomfortable.

Moreover, his sense of crisis was correct. If Hachiman was allowed to continue his campaign, Yukino had a premonition that Hachiman's number of votes would easily surpass the Shinomiya Yukinoshita families.

Yukino stood up, and gently put aside her thoughts on the situation. In fact, she was still quite dissatisfied with the fact that Kagerou used her name to run for the election.

It's not that she didn't have the intention to compete with Hachiman in her heart, but after all, her mother was still the one in charge of the Yukinoshita family.

She opened the door of the study and happened to see her elder sister Yang Nai carrying a box of milk. She seemed to have just taken a shower. Her semi-long hair was tied into a pigtail with a hairband. She was wearing short jeans and a shirt. Her plump and slender figure made the servants wonder which daughter was picked up.

"Sister? You're home." Yukino said with a little surprise.

"Haha, it's been so long since I last went home. Doesn't my daughter recognize her mother?" Yang Nai laughed heartily, as if she was no different from her sister before.

"Who is your daughter? I will tell your mother that you are talking nonsense." Yukino warned.

Yang Nai narrowed her eyes slightly and laughed: "Now you know how to tell tales to your mother, that's good."

If it had been the relationship between the mother and daughter in the past, this would never have happened.

"Sister, what are you busy with now? Why don't you come home?" Yukino asked softly.

Yang No took two steps forward, then touched her head, with both mockery and doting in his eyes.

Yukinoshita Haruno's way of expressing love is twisted. The more she likes something, the more she wants to bully it, and she can only bully it by herself.

"Sister?" Xueno couldn't help but narrow her eyes like a cat and raised her head slightly.

Yang No didn't answer Yukino's question, but just said: "Don't forget how much that guy loves you."

Yukino showed a puzzled expression.

"I'm back!" A spirited voice came from the entrance downstairs.

"Come on, take me to see this new sister." Yang Nai said with an indescribable smile.

In fact, since Kagerou returned to the Yukinoshita family, Haruno has never come back, and only Yukino informed her over the phone.

But Yang Noi didn't seem too surprised by this, and just said on the phone that he would come back when he had time.

Until now.

The two sisters walked down the stairs and slowly came to Yangyan who had been busy with the election all day.

Looking at the strange beauty in front of him, Yang Yan's eyes rolled: "Are you, Sister Yang Nai?"

Yang No narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she was looking at the girl in front of her who looked exactly like Yukino.

"Sure enough, she looks exactly like Yukino. The similarity is a little sickening."

"Sister! What are you talking about?" Yukino glared at her.

"Ahahaha, sorry, sorry, I'm a person who doesn't hold back when it comes to words. Don't mind me."

In other words, this is the truth, Yang Yan complained in his heart, and immediately realized the fact that he was not popular with his elder sister.