Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

"No, to be precise, I am the only member of the club. Kawasaki-san came here to sleep, and Shinjo-san and Takarada-san came to the Servant Club to ask for help and find a quiet place to write novels. I protested to Principal Hiratsuka, but she said that if the other three were not allowed to be here, the Servant Club would be disbanded."

There was a hint of grievance in Liu Mei's tone, and she also reported a small scandal to Teacher Jing.

She is very good at telling tales.

Hachiman thought about it and decided to ignore the issue of Kawasaki Kyoka for the time being. He would take over the issue of his sister-in-law's education after he asked Saki.

"I heard someone is looking for investors to adapt a script he wrote into a film or TV series?"

Suddenly, a gleam of light appeared in Rika Takarada's eyes, and she looked at Hachiman to ask if he was fooling her.

"I don't think I need to introduce myself. Although it may sound boastful, there are probably very few people in the entire Kanto region, especially among you young people, who don't know my name. But as far as this matter is concerned, the president of Tiktik's parent company, Yangyan Project Technology Co., Ltd., should be more convincing."

Hachiman wanted to take out his business card to give to them, but when he touched his trouser pocket, he felt embarrassed and found nothing.

But Takanada Rikka was typing on her laptop, and then turned the laptop screen. Sure enough, on the company structure on the company's homepage, his name and photo were printed on the position of president. Rikka and Shinjo Akane looked at each other.

Hachiman nodded: "The MCN organization that our company is currently preparing also includes a series in the form of short videos. We intend to recruit excellent scripts from the society. Since it is Teacher Jing who asked me to do so, I will listen to your ideas for the time being."

Although I don't hold out much hope, as the saying goes, "A good student will become an official," there are many people who have read so many novels and have the urge to write their own works. However, 90% of them give up before they start writing. There are also a large number of people who write things that are completely for their own pleasure and have basically no commercial value.

Because there is no threshold to writing novels, the threshold for works with commercial value is actually higher.

It was the first time that she was treated as a serious business person. Takarada Rikka was a little surprised. She opened the outline and content document of her novel, turned it to Hachiman, and then gave a brief introduction.

"The script will probably consist of a middle-aged uncle who works as a social animal and four high school JKs with different personalities. One of the JKs is the daughter of the social animal uncle, and the daughter is good friends with the other three JKs........."

While explaining her idea, Takarada Rikka paid attention to Hachiman's expression. Seeing that his expression became more and more subtle, she felt embarrassed as if she was being publicly executed. She gently played with her shoulder-length hair. Shinjo Akane gently put her arm around her shoulders with an ambiguous and intimate look. Hachiman's appearance was reflected in her silly eyes, which was somewhat meaningful.

Hachiman spent more than ten minutes reading the outline of the story and the previous few chapters. He wanted to drink some water, but found that he didn't bring any. Then Jinghua kindly poured him a glass, worthy of being an old friend.

After taking a sip of water to calm himself down, he raised his head and smiled broadly.

"You're so sexy."

Liu Mei, who was also drinking water, sprayed it out directly. Hachiman quickly took two more sips to calm down. He felt a bit turbid after watching the Locking Curse and Goddess Qiong, and his sanity was almost gone.

Takarada Rikka's cheeks suddenly turned red, after all, it was her first time to have her work evaluated by someone else.

The young man raised his hands and thought for a long time. He was really conflicted. "I am embarrassed to say that your thing is unattractive, but I can't convince the project team members to start a project based on this thing alone. I won't use my position as the president to pressure them. You don't have the face to do that in front of me."

Takarada Rikka saw a glimmer of hope and suppressed her excitement: "Don't suppress it. I originally planned for the four of us to shoot a simple demo. Originally, we were still short of the role of the office worker male protagonist, but now you have made up for it."

"Hey, when did I ever agree to star in something like this?" Although Jinghua had never seen it, he reacted strongly.

Liu Mei had read the script. She secretly glanced at Hachiman and pretended to be mute.

Hachiman touched the back of his head. How come he suddenly ended up accompanying these high school JKs in filming? Didn't he feel so decadent and not doing his job properly?

Thus, the TV series "I'm an Ordinary Office Worker and My Daughter's Friends Have a Notice About Me" adapted from the novel, planned by Takarada Rikka and Shinjo Akane, and starring the four members of the Service Club, including a senior who has already graduated and is the scheduled producer, has officially started.

JK smells so good.

Character image: Takarada Rikka.jpg

Chapter 60: A play within a play (Part 1) "I am a regular office worker, but my daughter's friend takes a fancy to me"

The first episode of the TV series demo of "I'm an ordinary office worker and my daughter's friends have noticed me" is now being serialized.

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At sunset, pedestrians walked by hurriedly like ants. Sometimes he - Hikigaya Hachiman would occasionally think about this question: corporate animals like them work hard every day, so what will they have left before they close their eyes in a few decades?

He couldn't help but smile bitterly. Perhaps it was due to his professional habit. Having worked as a proofreader in a publishing house for more than ten years, he recently couldn't help but think about empty things like life and the meaning of living.

He is 38 years old this year. He recently lost the competition for deputy editor-in-chief to a junior who is five years younger than him. When he came to his senses, he found that he had been subtly isolated by his colleagues. Faced with the work that consumes all his energy every day, he could not muster any energy at all. He can be said to have completely entered a mid-life crisis.

Although he now looks like a corporate slave who has failed in life, he was actually a winner in life when he was young. His wife was a beautiful young lady whom he met in high school. She was eventually willing to elope with him, and they started a family and had a lovely daughter. At that time, he thought that as long as this life continued, his life would be happy.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. His wife was not blessed and passed away due to illness when his daughter was 2 years old. So he had to play the role of both father and mother to raise his daughter. He had tried so hard, but God did not seem to like him.

It would be fine if his career wasn't going well, but recently his high school daughter has become increasingly disgusted with him as an old man.

Standing on the pedestrian bridge, looking at the Kabukicho streets in Shinjuku 1-chome, the bright lights and neon lights interweaving in bright colors, but all of this has nothing to do with him, as if he has entered a man's midlife crisis.

"I say, uncle, you seem lonely. Do you want to play with us?"

Behind him, a soft young voice spoke to him. When he turned around, he found two fashionably dressed young JKs standing behind him. They looked about the same age as his daughter.

"No, I, that, that..." He wanted to refuse in a hurry.

In the past, he had encountered JKs who made this kind of money and approached him actively, but he had always been in love with his deceased wife and had to consider his daughter's feelings. Besides, he would feel guilty about doing that with a girl of about the same age as his daughter.

Well, to put it bluntly, he has the will but not the courage.

Before he could finish his words, two fashionable JKs, as if they were very skilled in their business, each pulled him away by one hand.

"Hey, wait a minute..."

"Come on, uncle, I'll definitely be happy~"

The plump and petite girl said in a soft voice that she was probably the kind of idiot with a not-so-smart brain and poor grades, and that was why she always gave him that feeling.

He originally wanted to pull his hands away, but as he felt the two people's full of energy and warm and tender hands, Hachiman finally gave up... Isn't that good?

In the Meidou Café in front of Shinjuku Station, the two seemed to be very familiar with each other and asked the manager for a seat.

"Hey, it turns out that Uncle Hikigaya is a scholar. He graduated from Chiba University. But I am not so good. I can't even graduate from high school."

The JK who has been trying to recruit Hachiman and seems to be a bit stupid is called Akane Shinjo.

Although he knew it was a compliment, Hachiman couldn't help but feel happy. Men are such pathetic creatures.

It has been a long time since he was praised. He has reached the age where if he does a good job, he will be praised, but if he does a bad job, he will be criticized.

"Because Akane is an idiot."

A girl who talks less, with a hint of laziness, her voice is not as artificial as that of Akane Shinjo's, which makes people feel that she shouldn't be here, a bit like a high-class flower. But under the table, he felt a pair of beautiful white silk feet secretly caressing his thighs.

Is even this kind of laziness and indifference part of his character setting? Looking at the pair of youthful and attractive young girls in front of him, who possess the thing he lacks most right now, called vitality, Uncle Hikigaya couldn't help swallowing.

"Uncle, let me tell you, Rikka-chan is a very good student, unlike an idiot like me."

As she spoke, Xin Tiao Qian stood up and walked across the table to sit next to him. A faint scent of milk entered his nose. Xin Tiao Qian held his arm tightly and pressed it against herself.

Hachiman only felt a sense of softness, and his whole body seemed to be like he had taken stimulants.

"But uncle, you can't ignore me and only like Rikka-chan because of this, we are all together~"

Shinjo Akane's deliberately cute voice was like a worm, drilling into his heart from his ears.

Following Rika-chan, Akane Shinjo also started rubbing her calves slightly under the table with her legs in black stockings.

While they were not completely conquered, Hachiman asked, "Well, why did you come out to do this..."

Takarada Rikka propped up her chin with her hand, her face expressionless, but the movements of her feet made Hachiman feel that her laziness was full of bitterness: "Nothing, it's nice to vent the stress of studying and earn some pocket money."

As a result, Akane Shinjo, who is close to Hachiman, revealed: "I'm telling you, uncle, Rikka-chan is a young lady. Her family is super rich, but she was led astray by others. She is different from Rikka-chan. She just wants to do H things."

Rub, rub.

"Um, which school are you from?" he couldn't help but ask.

"Uncle, this is a forbidden matter, no one will tell you." Takarada Rikka smiled with a faint expression, with a hint of a forced attack.

Hachiman couldn't help but blush. He had been a father for so long that he asked the question unconsciously. Moreover, he was suddenly in an unfamiliar environment, facing two girls he wasn't familiar with. He was already old but was still being led by the other party. He felt a little restrained and awkward.

"As expected, this is the uncle's first time. How cute." Shinjo Akane said with a smile.

She took a sip of watermelon juice, and her bright nail polish looked exceptionally shiny under the pale yellow light.

"By the way, our charges are like this. I'm Yukichi-san, and I can play with uncles in any way I want, but Rikka-chan can't, so I'll only charge Strawberry, and the hotel fee will be charged separately."

Yukichi-san? Little Strawberry? Seeing the puzzled expression on the uncle's face, the two JKs couldn't help laughing. It seemed to be a term in their industry.

"Well, Yukichi-san means three Fukuzawa Yukichi, and Ichigoyitigo means one-five. It's easy to understand, right?"

Due to his profession, Hachiman thought it was some special cryptographic translation, but he didn't expect it to be just like this. It turns out that JKs generally don't have very good brains.

After chatting for a while in the coffee shop, the two girls took him to a familiar hotel. He was reluctant but ultimately couldn't refuse.

Chapter 61: A play within a play (Part 2) "I am a regular office worker, but my daughter's friend takes a fancy to me"

Hikigaya Hachiman never thought that one day he would have close contact with girls of the same age as his daughter, and two of them at that.

This couldn't help but remind him of his deceased wife. Perhaps because of the burden of being a young lady, he was inevitably restrained when doing it. Although there was an auxiliary ingredient called "love", he couldn't help feeling regretful. Later, his daughter was born, and everything revolved around his daughter, and then his wife passed away.

The two girls were really skilled in their business. He had never imagined that doing this could be so joyful. It was as if his soul was sublimating, and the cooperation between the two was a natural fit.

Shinjo Akane leaned on his chest, breathing slightly, and traced his body with her fingers lightly: "I didn't expect that an uncle is still so good at this age, but this little belly~ so cute~"

The girl pressed his slightly protruding beer belly in a soft voice, as if mocking or finding it amusing.

This made his old face blush. A greasy middle-aged man of this age seldom cares about his body shape. The tedious work has long crushed the refinement of life, and he knows very well that his ability is just average. Although he knows that Xin Tiao Qian is complimenting him, he still feels very happy.

The girl, who was both soft and sometimes like a little devil, teased the uncle enough and left the bed: "Well, I'll take a shower first, Rikka-chan, please chat with the uncle~"

Then I walked into the bathroom. The frosted glass in the bathroom allowed me to see the reflection of Akane Shinjo's curves.

Uncle Hikigaya quickly turned his head away, fearing that he could not suppress the desire in his heart, but sadly, his long-damaged body could no longer keep up with these young girls.

He looked at Takarada Rikka, who was leaning against the head of the bed with a blanket covering herself. He couldn't connect her indifferent look with her crazy look just now, as she was smoking a cigarette and brushing her short video with her long nails.

Although the real main force is Akane Shinjo and Rikka Takanashi is the supporting one, but Rikka seems to have changed her personality and is very passionate. I almost thought that her cold appearance in the coffee shop was a disguise, but after that, she became the indifferent one now.

It turns out that girls nowadays are like the sea, their minds are hard to understand and guess.

Hachiman accidentally saw the SEIKO women's watch on the girl's hand. He had noticed it because he had planned to give it to his daughter as a birthday present. The one on Rikka's hand would cost more than 500,000. He shook his head when he saw the price. Although it was within his means, it was not unaffordable for their family.

Just when he was a little absent-minded, Takarada Rikka noticed his look, took off her watch and handed it to Hachiman.

"Uncle likes this very much? Here you go, it's a gift from home anyway."

Hachiman was speechless holding the rather expensive watch.

"What, you don't like it?" Liuhua tilted her head slightly, and her scattered shoulder-length hair revealed Baizhe's neck.

His wife used to be a young lady, so he knew very well the temperament of people from prominent families that was created through unconscious small actions from childhood.

"No....just, aren't you here to earn some pocket money?"

That's why he couldn't understand it even more. Such an expensive watch was given as a gift, why did he still want...

"Ah, well, I lied to Xiao Qian. She's the only one who believed this reason."

"Then, why?" Hachiman was even more confused.

However, Takarada Rikka's face showed a hint of impatience, followed by a slightly sadistic expression: "Uncle, I'll give you two choices. Either I let you go in and shut your curious mouth, or listen to my... story? Let me make it clear, you can only choose one of the two. The chance of meeting a young lady of noble birth like me is much rarer than your promotion, uncle."

Hachiman swallowed and looked at the graceful figure of Takarada Rikka under the thin sheets, and finally shook his head for some reason.

"I...I still want to know about you."

He regretted it as soon as he said it. Was he an idiot? Why was he pretending to be a gentleman at a time like this?

A slight surprise appeared on Liuhua's face, which soon turned into a faint indifference: "Playing hard to get... Well, it doesn't matter what, it's actually quite simple. When I was in school, I was always isolated and bullied because of my status. I was splashed with water in the bathroom, and several girls surrounded me and took off my clothes to film a video. Between killing them and committing suicide, only Xiao Qian took me seriously as a friend. Her interest was this kind of thing, so I accompanied her. Is it weird?"

Hachiman opened his mouth. This was not a strange question. His years of professional reading habits made him smell a subtle scent.

"Um, are you Lace?"

As a result, Liuhua couldn't help laughing and took a deep puff of cigarette: "No, probably not."

When Hachiman asked "?" in his head, Takarada Rikka slowly crawled to his side and whispered in his ear.

"Have you ever seen a lesbian who gets excited by seeing her partner being played with by a man?"

Hachiman suddenly opened his eyes wide, and Rikka returned to her distant look. Although it was such a distorted emotion, he could feel Rikka's hot emotions that were not as she appeared.

Suddenly, he couldn't help but pull Rikka over and pull her to his chest.

"Hey, what are you doing?!" Suddenly, Rikka showed an angry and disgusted expression.

Although Hachiman also felt a little regretful, he still said, "I... I don't really understand your pain, but... if you can, you can cry here with me."

"Ha, are you stupid? Get to know yourself, you useless old man. We are just in a business relationship. Do you think I have said this to several men? No way. You don't think you are the only special one, do you? A middle-aged frustrated loser like you is the easiest to fool, idiot."

Rikka acted out of character and said something extremely harsh, hiding thoughts that could hurt him deeply.

It really hurts.

"Ah... um... sorry." But he couldn't refute a word, nor did he have the eloquence to convince Rikka, so he could only apologize awkwardly.

But what surprised him was that a drop of crystal tear actually fell on his hand.

Liuhua wiped her tears with her hands, with a hint of amusement in her eyes: "Uncle, do you know what your behavior is called now?"

"I... don't know now?" Hachiman shook his head. An honest man wouldn't do so many tricks.