Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 158 Self
【Tokyo, Kita Ward, Old Furukawa Garden】

Ying Lili is also holding a copy of "Weekly Wenchun" in her hand. This is a magazine that her family will order every issue. Although the whole family is not interested in those gossips, both mother and herself will talk about such things friend.

"50 volumes?"

Muttering something softly, staring at the bright red number for a while, Ying Lili closed the magazine.Contrary to the explosive content, the cover of "Weekly Bunshun" looks as simple as a children's picture book.

Are they trying to use the cover to deceive ignorant consumers?Looking at the cover of the cartoon piggy with a pink background, Ying Lili thought indiscriminately.

Putting down the magazine, she picked up the manga that had been placed at the front of the book stand since yesterday. The girl stood up, stepping on the thick carpet with her delicate feet, and walked to the door of the balcony, putting on yellow hole shoes , came to the guardrail.

Leaning her back against the guardrail, the girl opened the manga again. Although it was a new book that was only opened yesterday, there were already obvious signs of flipping through it.

The night wind blew the maple trees in the courtyard, and the clouds covering the moon were blown away, and the bright moonlight fell on the girl.

It is different from the green sportswear that I used to wear at home, because today I accompanied my parents to a banquet hosted by someone who did not know, and as soon as I got home, I couldn’t wait to take out the magazine to read the news of Hojo Kyosuke, so now the girl has not had time Change into casual clothes.

The upper body is a red suspender knee-length skirt. The silk fabric fits closely the girl's exquisite body. A few simple folds set off the gradually rising and falling breasts and uncontrollable slender waist.The white and straight legs are wrapped in white stockings, the elegant lines of the calves, and the absolute space between the red skirt and the thighs all tell the youthful beauty of the girl.

The wind that had blown away the clouds swirled back again, as if not satisfied with just letting the moonlight kiss the girl's delicate body, it also sneaked into the bottom of the girl's skirt.Under the floating red, is it moonlight, or white silk, or the delicate skin of a girl?

"Really, that's why I hate wearing skirts."

With a grunt in his mouth, he pressed his skirt casually.Ying Lili's eyes still did not leave the manga in her hand, and the happy smile on her face did not diminish in the slightest for this little episode.Although it really looks good in a skirt, but even the female royal family members of his father's mother's country can't avoid being exposed due to strong winds, so what can she do.Fortunately, there were only her parents and her in the manor at the moment, so the girl didn't bother to change into casual clothes for a while.

Even Breeze couldn't help urging to turn the pages quickly, but the girl who was still holding the book and read for a long time still stayed on the first page. Even at night, the same bright blue eyes looked at the One line:

"To the world's best painter Eri Kashiwagi"

"Really, this idiot, tell him not to call this name all day long!"

Holding the manga in her left hand, Ying Lili raised her right hand and gently stroked the line of black handwriting.

"What is a boy doing with such good-looking handwriting? It looks like it was printed. Is that guy really a robot?"

Taking a last look at the message with nostalgia, Ying Lili finally opened the comics behind.

The familiar Vaccine Man, the two met for the first time, created this comic belonging to the two of them in the noise, and created their own debut work in the noise, the fan show was sold out, and the comic magazine was serialized...

No matter what kind of request I make, I will never get angry, no matter how awkward I am, I can read my own thoughts, even when facing the doujinshi I drew based on him, I can seriously consider the plot...

It turned out that before I knew it, that person had already left so many traces in my memory.

Cleared countless otome games, and has a delicate style of painting. Of course, the girl who draws shoujo manga knows what kind of character she is.Although she is very reluctant to admit it, she has a clear understanding of herself, isn't she just the Tsundere that everyone likes in anime.

As a creator, of course, you must have a good understanding of the cuteness and formation principles of these attributes, otherwise the design will collapse.

No matter what kind of personality it is, it all comes from life experience and one's own emotional needs. Just like a prince must be polite and a princess must be innocent and cute, it is all caused by identity and experience.

Even in a school where there are many young ladies, she is the one standing at the top, her words and deeds are more pleasing to the eye than the daughters of hereditary politicians, and her clothes and appearance are more perfect than the daughters of consortium families. Club, as long as you show up, you can immediately become the focus of the audience.

A kind and reliable senior, a cute and sensible junior, a half-breed with a super figure, a diplomat's daughter, a blond British aristocrat...

The self wearing a mask has received countless praises. In that state, no matter what kind of questions you face, you will not feel embarrassed. Just use your brain a little bit to find out The way to deal with it is not to blush and be ashamed and angry like when facing Hojo Kyosuke, otherwise how can you maintain your dignity!

She will not deny that the perfect side is also a part of herself, but the interest cultivated by her parents since she was a child, the otaku side that has always brought her happiness, and can fully release herself, has never gained any people's approval.

As a girl in adolescence, Ying Lili is naturally eager to share her favorite games with others, as well as the joy and sorrow the games bring to herself.When I read a good novel, I hope that someone can understand the joy from the heart. When I read a bad novel, I hope that someone can accompany me to scold the author. I hope that someone can recognize myself as an otaku.

But because of my childhood experience, I have always hidden this side, and of course I will not find such a person.

This kind of feeling is constantly accumulating in my heart, eager to find support, eager to be cared for, and eager to be recognized.But when such a person really appeared, because of the long-term depression and the pride brought by the young lady, the girl refused to express her happiness and joy frankly.

Seriously, if that guy knew he was so happy about what he said, he'd be ecstatic!
That's it, inexplicable thoughts will appear in the girl's head uncontrollably, and then she will act very proud, denying her happiness.

Since getting acquainted with Hojo Kyosuke, the girl has also been annoyed by her awkward performance from the beginning when she insisted on etiquette when facing well-intentioned strangers, always saying please, to now fully revealing her true side of "Hello!"

Encountering such a person who has the same perfect watch world identity as myself and who is also interested in otaku culture, Ying Lili is so happy that she will bury her face in the pillow and laugh non-stop at night, recalling the two people at the same time. Getting along with insomnia all night.

At the same time, I also worry in my heart whether the other party will get angry and alienate me because of my awkward performance.After all, no one likes a friend who clearly wants to drink Coke and wants to die, but contemptuously says "hmph, common people's drink".

She also thought about whether to work hard to change it, but unfortunately, reality is not a game, and there is no option of "character".

Moreover, gradually, the girl realized that she didn't need to change her personality for him at all.He can really see through the thoughts behind his awkward performance at a glance, he will not get angry because of the rude words, and he will keep all the concern for himself hidden under the arrogance in his heart.

It would only be a disservice to him to dislike him, he would nod his head and say yes, and then work hard without complaint;
I scolded him as a pervert who peeked at the girl's beautiful legs, and he would look more attentively like appreciating artworks as if he was allowed to;
He proudly said that his painting skills do not need the affirmation of others, he will try his best to use his poor painting knowledge to praise himself from all aspects;
When I hit him when I was shy, he never felt that his behavior was inexplicable, and he would only relax his muscles to avoid hurting his hands.

Ah, really, why there are such inexplicable people, it is really unreasonable!It's almost as if it was born just for yourself!

Sure enough, my mother was right, even a rotten girl like her can find a husband like her father, and a two-dimensional cut-and-dried blond tsundere like me will definitely meet someone who can understand herself and tolerate her petty temper of people.

Maybe he just likes such a proud self, after all, the proud self also has such a dazzling appearance.

In the manga in hand, the bald Saitama with a sluggish face seems to overlap with someone's face, and the characters in the dialog box next to it seem to have changed to "Eriri is the best painter in the world".

This guy, he can say nice things to coax the little girl every day, does he think that he will be embarrassed to accept his money?

Shaking his head, the characters on the comics became normal, the bald head was still the same bald head, and the expression was still so dull, just like that idiot named Kyosuke Hojo.

The girl closed the manga, walked to the door of the balcony, took off her hole shoes, closed the glass door, pulled up the curtains, and walked lightly to the wardrobe. Within a short distance of four meters, the girl jumped five times like a little red riding hood picking mushrooms .

Bow down, and slowly take off the white stockings.

Humph, haven't I started to develop now?Soon there will be no need for artistic finishing!

Seeing the skin that was softer than stockings and the soft flesh underneath being released little by little, the girl thought proudly.

Taking off the red silk long skirt, standing in front of the full-length mirror, looking at the self in the white lace underwear, admiring the seductive body of his flesh and blood, and imagining the mouth of someone drooling after seeing it look.Ying Lili bared her small canine teeth proudly, but her fair and delicate pretty face was already flushed with embarrassment because of her inexplicable thoughts.

To be able to fall in love with such a self, he has vision!
Without continuing to fantasize, she quickly took out a set of all green sportswear from the first door of the closet and put it on.There are only three kinds of clothes in the closet in the room, one is green sportswear, the other is overalls, and there are some solid-color T-shirts and pain clothes bought at fan fairs.

Although the painting style is gorgeous and delicate, and the girls under him are more beautiful and attractive than the other, but this girl who is a little sloppy in private never mixes clothes by herself, and always asks her mother for help every time she needs it.The mother whose clothes are so good that she holds lectures at the tea party every week to share her dressing experience with friends. She has four cloakrooms with a size of [-] square meters, where the clothes of the whole family are kept. Dressing up the family is her hobby.

Whether it is a banquet or a meeting with Hojo Kyosuke, her mother will prepare suitable and beautiful clothes for her.

When I came to the workbench, I took off the contact lenses first, blinked and relaxed for a while, put on the black-rimmed glasses, Ying Lili unfolded the manga, leaned against the wall behind the desk, and let the line of words face her .

The best painter in the world
This guy, it turns out that I am so important in his heart, since this is the case, he should say it directly!What a tsundere guy!

Although she is delighted with her position in Hojo Kyosuke's heart, the girl is also very clear that she is far from worthy of such praise with her current level.Even if Kyosuke has said countless times that the success of "One Punch Man" is due to himself, the girl who has always had a clear understanding of herself knows that even without herself, Kyosuke Hojo will definitely succeed with her strength.

Not long ago, at the cutting-edge doujin exhibition, she could easily find dozens of illustrators who could help Kyosuke complete manga. Although they were not as talented or cute as her, their drawing skills depended on the accumulation of years of experience. But comics are not based on painting skills.

However, since he is the best painter in the world in his heart, then he must always occupy this position!
Ying Lili took down a novel from the bookend, "Love Metronome".

After the last fan show, whether on-site or online, the most criticism she heard was that her plot was too weak.

Hmph, if Kyousuke didn't let me draw the real experience, I would have envied you to death!
Thinking of this, the girl opened "Love Metronome". Although it was a novel that she learned about from the bad guy who had broken up with him, she and Kyosuke also got acquainted because of this, and she also used this to start her future contact with Kyosuke. , so she also read this novel carefully afterwards, and not only once, but also cried and read it four times!

Now, she is going to watch it for the fifth time.Not because I want to miss the first meeting with Kyousuke, but because I am preparing to make a doujinshi of "Love Metronome".Every creator has his own persistence, just like believing that the encounter between himself and Kyosuke will make countless people envious, Ying Lili believes that this book moved her to the point of crying, but she couldn't help but read the novel over and over again , I will definitely let myself burst out with inspiration, and draw a book that can move others to tears!

I really still need to improve in terms of plot, so I will start from fan creation, as long as I keep moving forward, I will definitely become a real artist who is most suitable for Kyosuke in the world!
"Up, down, left, right, right—"

Suddenly a male voice rang out, and Ying Lili hurried to the bed and took out the phone from her handbag.

On the screen, a small man with a big head is doing stretching exercises, making such a sound from his mouth. At first glance, it seems to be an ordinary alarm clock reminding him to do radio gymnastics.But upon closer inspection, the head of the big-headed villain is clearly Hojo Kyosuke.It's not a cartoon, but a photo is cut and pasted there.

You idiot, I just sat down and asked me to do exercises before I even picked up my pen, how stupid!

Looking at the dull-looking head portrait of Hojo Kyosuke that I found out from the video on the screen, and listening to the voice that was also intercepted by myself, Eiriri chuckled, stretched out her light white and slender index finger, and flicked it lightly. Kyosuke's head on the screen.

"Dongdong——Lily, it's time to rest for a while."

The knock on the door interrupted the girl's interest, and she quickly tapped Kyosuke Hojo's head to turn off the alarm clock.

"Okay, I'm about to start relaxing." Ying Lili responded loudly to her mother outside the door.

"How about we do push-ups and squats together today?" Mrs. Sayuri outside the door asked with a smile.

"Mom!" Hearing this, Ying Lili, who was a little shy because she was interrupted because she was in a daze looking at the photo of Hojo Kyosuke, immediately raised her head and shouted shyly.

Really, didn't I just praise the unique exercise method designed by Hojo Kyousuke when I got the booklet?At most, it's just a little bit of boasting, so there's no need to keep mentioning this matter!
"Hehehe~~"

Even without looking, Ying Lili could still imagine her mother's teasing expression outside the door.The small and delicate Qiong wrinkled her nose, put her phone on the desk, and walked to the carpet next to her.The girl in the green sportswear began to stretch her body seriously in a somewhat clumsy posture.

After a long time, a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, and the panting girl stopped the last eyeball exercises.She wanted to sit on the chair and call her father to bring her a bottle of iced coke, but after thinking about it, the girl slowly lay down on the ground and did a push-up with difficulty.

I heard that push-ups are also good for women's breast development. I don't really want to imitate Saitama's exercise like those idiots on the Internet, and my hair will fall out!
After resting for a while, the girl went to the bathroom in the room to clean up a bit, then returned to the desk and began to read the novel, wrote down all the points that moved her, and began to conceive of her own fan.

The soft white light of the desk lamp lightly draped over the girl's body, her delicate and pretty face was full of seriousness and concentration, and the pen in her hand was brushing and drawing on the manuscript paper from time to time.

In Tokyo under the dark night, not only the blond girl is working hard towards her goal, but on the other side, the girl with black hair and red eyes is also fighting for her pride.

"Xiaoshi! Don't!"

Machida Sonoko firmly grasped her author's wrist, but the slender and elegant wrist that seemed to be dancing on the keyboard in the past had amazing strength at this moment, and she pressed the button unswervingly - Delete, delete.

"It's over, the editor-in-chief will tell me to leave tomorrow." Sonoko Machida sat down on the carpet, and said without love.

"Miss Machida, you have to understand that people should have higher pursuits. We don't pursue things, but the pursuit itself. What I just deleted is just a failure written by me in the past. Next, you will see more perfect s work."

The girl sitting in front of the desk took off the white headband, and while slowly combing the messy hair that had just been messed up by the dispute with her fingers, she stared at her editor with dazzling red pupils. There is unquestionable confidence in it.

"But yesterday was the deadline."

Automatically ignoring the confidence and pride in the eyes of that girl named Kasumigaoka Shiwa, ignoring the provocative words, Machida Sonoko still couldn't believe what just happened.

For the past two weeks, I have stopped at the school gate every day after school, and as soon as I saw my author, I took her to this special apartment for retreat to write.Finally, with her unremitting efforts, teacher Xia Shizi finally completed the first draft of the second volume of "Love Metronome"!After their own proofreading and revision, the two fought hard for two days and two nights, and finally completed the final draft one day after the deadline.

At this moment, the eyes of both of them are thickly bloodshot, what kind of shrewd dazzling brilliance, the whites of Xiaoshi's eyes almost merged with the wine-red pupils.Don't look at her elegantly arranging her hair, if there is no support from the back of the chair, maybe that girl will fall down immediately.

"By the way! There are recycle bins, historical files, and automatic backups!" Suddenly, Machida Sonoko yelled and stood up, taking the mouse to find the files that still existed in a certain corner.

"Miss Machida, don't waste your efforts. Do you think I will allow the failed products to remain on the computer? In my world, there is no such thing as regret, and all deleted things are permanently destroyed."

Ignoring the editor lady who was huddled in front of her and watching the screen, Kasumigaoka Shiyu said plainly, and then put the white headband back on her head.Just like Machida Sonoko thought, she really didn't have the extra strength to support herself to do extra things. In the two days of the weekend, in order to complete the final revision, both of them slept very little.At this moment, she didn't even bother to pay attention to the plump body in front of her being squeezed by Ms. Machida.

"Why, how did this happen?" Machida Sonoko, who had already moved the mouse to the recycle bin, put down the mouse in a slump, and sat down on the carpet again.

Turning sideways, tidying up the underwear that Ms. Machida had made a little misplaced, Kasumigaoka Shiwa straightened up, held the mouse, opened the recycle bin, and clicked to clean up.

There is no doubt that what she said just now was a lie, just to fool the naive Miss Machida.

How did things come to be like this?Sonoko Machida began to think with her chaotic brain.

That's right, it all started with that "Weekly Wenchun", a gossip magazine I bought to pass the time and clear my mind.Just now, after Xiaoshi typed the last word, the two were planning to have something to eat together and start to catch up on sleep, but she suddenly saw the magazine she put on the ground.

EGOIST, the strongest middle school student.

It was because of this damn report that Xiaoshi even forgot to take a bath after reading it. She obviously complained that the stockings on her legs smelled, but she just looked at the report without moving.

Then after watching it, the previous scene happened.

"Xiaoshi, is it because of Hojo-kun's grades?" Machida Sonoko asked after hesitating.Hojo Kyosuke drew comics, Xiaoshi had told her before, and the two were very close friends even when they were not talking about work.

"Ah."

Kasumigaoka Shiwa, who had already opened a blank document, clenched her hands and spit out a word.For her, Sonoko Machida is not just an editor with interests, but more like a sister who takes care of her everywhere, so she doesn't mind opening up a part of her heart to her.

"But the sequel you just deleted is already perfect. As long as you continue to keep it up, the next one will definitely reach Hojo-kun's level."

Machida Sonoko said that this is what she said in her heart. Her own author has unfathomable writing talent. As long as she continues to develop it like this, she will one day shock the entire literary world. She has always believed in this way.

"No, if you want to catch up with Hojo-kun, this level is far from enough!" Kasumigaoka Shiwa's little feet wrapped in black stockings clasped the carpet tightly, and the muscles on her thighs also tensed.

　Also, still writing

　　Pushing books, daily love, multiple heroines "All the problematic characters I once captured are back"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)