Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"Have you forgotten that those boys transferred to another school in the second semester of their fourth grade?"

"That's it? I thought they moved away because they were defeated by An Yilun and couldn't bear the blow! But in the third grade, why did you?"

"Because Lily, you have done a good job. You have successfully protected yourself and at the same time expanded your circle of friends."

"Um?!"

"Isn't it? Before that, I only had Tonya as my friend, and we talked about otaku all day long. Mom and Dad were really worried."

Hearing her mother talk about worry again, Yinglili finally understood what they were worried about.

Yes, although my mother and father are both otakus, they also have friends in other fields. My mother held tea parties every week, and also participated in flower arrangement clubs, tea ceremony seminars, etc. Outside, she was an elegant lady praised by everyone. The same goes for my father. Although he is addicted to otaku, he does a very good job and has a social circle throughout Tokyo's upper class circles.

"Mom doesn't want you to hide your otaku side, she just wants you to make more friends. Otherwise, you will become what you are now."

"I now?"

"Ever since you broke up with Lun Ye, you have sealed off your heart. Although you have made many friends since then, you have never brought any of them home, right?"

"That's because, because..."

Yinglili murmured, unable to say the next words, and didn't know what to say. Because they are not his true friends? The only real friend is An Yilun?

"Did you find it?" Sayuri Sawamura's voice was still gentle, and she continued talking without waiting for her daughter to answer.

"We will not interfere with what kind of friends you make, nor will we comment on the things between you and your friends. Of course, the premise is that you don't confide in me."

Speaking of this, Sayuri Sawamura smiled softly: "Now, our proud little princess finally wants to have a heart-to-heart talk with her mother."

"Mom!" Ying Lili hugged her mother, pressed her little head against her mother's arms and arched her head, making the same squeamish but naive coquettish sound.

"As I said before, you did a great job. Robin said, 'My daughter has grown up,' and then burst into tears."

"Haha, it's not that powerful. What about Lun Ye?"

Ying Lili raised her head, her tears had stopped. Sure enough, no matter how arrogant a girl is, she will always be a little girl in her mother's arms.

Listening to her mother's praise, she first smiled proudly, and then asked nervously.

"Reunya?" Sawamura Sayuri murmured for a moment. Her good tutoring made her somewhat resistant to the behavior of judging other people's actions, but it was another matter when teaching her daughter.

"That Hojo-san is right. There is no doubt that it is also bullying in a different direction. That kind of talking to oneself and trying to drag you back into the quagmire after you have started a new life is undoubtedly selfish!"

"But, we are friends." Although she refused at the time, Yinglili knew this clearly.

"Because we are friends, we have to consider each other even more. What's more, you are still a girl. He, An Yilun, may not be afraid of those bullying behaviors, but Lily, you are only a third-grade girl. How can he bear it? How dare he Do that!”

Speaking of this, Sayuri Sawamura always had a very gentle voice, but there was a rare hint of anger.

"But don't you and father also hope that we can reconcile?"

"That's because we know that if you can't reconcile with An Yilun, you will never be able to untie the knot in your heart. Fortunately, we met Hojo-san, and what he said was very good."

"I see."

She was originally entangled in her heart, but the vague answer became clear, and Yinglili made a decision in her heart.

Then she straightened up decisively, picked up a bag of potato chips, tore them open, opened the Coke and took a big sip, and then said excitedly:

"What about Hojo Kyousuke? This guy is really awesome!"

"Haha, yes, mom, this is the first time I have seen such a powerful child. When your father was his age, he would just go home crying after being beaten, and then ask your grandma to help him take revenge."

"Yeah, right! There are also his paintings. Mom, if you look at them, you will know why I think she is an alien."

After saying that, Eiri took out her mobile phone and pulled out the two versions of Hojo Kyosuke's paintings that she had taken at that time.

"So strong!" Sawamura Sayuri exclaimed, covering her mouth.

"Also, he is very messy when playing games..." Yinglili continued to talk excitedly.

Looking at her daughter, Sawamura Sayuri's long-lost aunt's smile appeared on her face.

It was already 6 o'clock when he left Eiriri's house. Although he had already eaten, Hojo Kyousuke still drove towards the Garden of Words. Because I had made an appointment with my cousin Toyoko Miyagi to discuss the sauce tonight.

Things went smoothly. The only surprise was that the skinny little cousin in my memory actually grew into a super fat man.

What a transformation of a woman. On the way back to Bunkyo District, Hojo Kyousuke was enjoying the shock waves of Miki Okudera while thinking wildly.

When I came to Okudera-senpai's house, I said it was to celebrate the success of selling the recipe. Okudera-senpai suggested that she cook and the two of them have a drink together.

Of course, she drinks beer, Hojo Kyosuke and Coke. Is there anything more suitable to celebrate than Coke?

Yes, the recipe was sold in the end. The cousin who acted calmly like a social person said that she would never accept the authorization to use this method.

"Sorry, Okudera-senpai, I still couldn't help you get a better plan in the end."

Hojo Kyousuke, who was sitting on the sofa, said to Miki Okudera, who was happily busy in the kitchen.

Miki Okudera, who was humming a song while preparing fish, stopped holding the kitchen knife in her hand and looked at Hojo Kyousuke in astonishment:

"What are you talking about? That's one million yen! If it weren't for Kyousuke-kun, it would be absolutely impossible to get it!"

He wiped his hands and took out the check from his pocket. Two small hands unfolded the check towards Hojo Kyosuke.

"This is all thanks to Kyousuke-kun!"

The voice was full of excitement, and the amber eyes were filled with excitement. The mature and steady beautiful lady, who is called a senior by all the employees in this job, is as happy as a primary school student showing their parents a family portrait they drew at school.

"It's like a dream. Now the initial capital for the store is secured."

Holding the check in front of her chest with both hands, Okudera Miki looked at Hojo Kyousuke with tender eyes and said with longing.

"How can one million yen be enough as initial capital?"

Although Okudera Miki seems to be very satisfied, Hojo Kyosuke still blames himself a little. He also didn't expect that the cousin would taste the special ingredients used in the sauce right away. If it weren't for the sake of relatives, my cousin, who is already a qualified businessman, would probably choose to have sex for nothing.

"That's enough. I've already asked around. In a more prosperous area like Arakawa District, Meguro District, you can rent a good shop for 7 or 8 million. The remaining money, plus the money I saved from part-time job , and it can be renovated properly.”

Meguro, Arakawa...

Hojo Kyosuke was a little confused. Are these two places in Tokyo?

Oops, am I, who is not from Tokyo, suffering from the disease of thinking that areas outside the six wards of the city are not Tokyo?

"No matter what, when you graduate, I will definitely help you open a super good store!"

Hojo Kyosuke raised his Coke and clinked glasses with Okudera Miki. At this moment, the low table in front of them was filled with side dishes.

There are golden fried horse mackerel, colorful pickles, all kinds of tempura, and soft and glutinous meatballs made of unknown ingredients.

"Haha, then I'll be waiting with great anticipation."

Miki Okudera took a big gulp of the beer in the can and made a sound of pleasure. If she had encountered such a happy event in the past, she would definitely have chosen to have a big drink at home with her best friend Shizuka Hiratsuka, and the two would party together until dawn.

But now, looking at Hojo Kyosuke, who is sitting cross-legged across from him and is still much taller than him, Miki Okudera's beautiful amber eyes seem to be flashing with color.

What the other party said about investing in his own store has gradually become a reality and is no longer just a braggadocio. This boy is as reliable as he looks.

"Half of this million will be considered your investment in me, Kyousuke-kun." Okudera Miki said with a smile.

"How is that possible? This money was earned entirely through Okudera-senpai's own efforts!"

Hojo Kyosuke said as he hurriedly swallowed the crispy fried horse mackerel in his mouth.

"I'm not an ignorant little girl. I know that without Kyosuke-kun, even if the formula can be sold, the price will have to be at least 100% discounted."

After saying that, Miki Okudera took another sip of beer. It was obviously cold beer, but her fair and pretty face turned red, becoming more and more beautiful under the light.

Listening to the other person's words of gratitude and looking at that delicate and alluring appearance, Hojo Kyousuke quickly took a sip of Coke to cover up his uncontrollable swallowing.

However, he did not refute again. Okudera Miki was not a simple little girl like Glass and the others. The other party is already half-footed in society, and some dark things are very clear to him.

Both parties reached a tacit understanding and did not mention the matter again, and started chatting and eating happily.

In the meantime, Hojo Kyousuke also showed the two versions of the comics he drew today to Miki Okudera. First, he made the other person laugh. After coming back, Miki Okudera changed into cool clothes. The trembling beauty of her smile made her laugh. Hojo Kyosuke was in awe.

When she saw the cartoon at the back that was reproduced by Hojo Kyosuke using drawing methods, Okudera Miki exclaimed again.

…

Happy times are always short-lived. Miki Okudera stood in front of the window and watched silently as Hojo Kyosuke walked downstairs and rode his motorcycle away. Then with a happy smile on his face, he started to clean up the mess while humming a song.

Hida City in another time and space, Itomori Town, Miyamizu Shrine

The night is getting darker and the lights in the town have gradually been extinguished.

Mitsuha Miyamizu is doing exercises, while her younger sister Yotsuba and her grandmother are watching TV. The difference is that Siye watched it with gusto, and from time to time would tell her grandmother what she thought. However, her grandmother couldn't help but move her head down bit by bit, obviously half asleep.

"Grandma, let me help you go to rest. And Siye, it's almost time for you to go to bed, otherwise you won't be able to get up tomorrow morning."

Looking at the math problem that he couldn't solve after twenty minutes of writing, Miyamizu Mitsuha put down his pen, rubbed his temples, and then came to his grandmother's side and said.

"No, just help me go there, Sanye. You can continue studying, Sanye."

Miyamizu Kazuyo, who had woken up a little, said with a smile.

"Ah, this TV series will end in a little while." Although Miyamizu Yotsuba obediently helped her grandmother stand up, she still said unwillingly.

"I will record it for you and let you watch it tomorrow. Now go to bed." Miyamizu Mitsuha said.

"Okay, but sister, you are so weird today. You obviously didn't like studying at all before, but you actually studied all day today."

"Nonsense, learning is a good thing." Miyamizu Kazuyo lightly tapped his granddaughter on the head.

"It hurts, but isn't my sister going to inherit the shrine in the future?" Miyamizu Yotsuba habitually pretended to be in pain as he touched the place where he was knocked.

"Haha, isn't there still you, Yotsuba? Can you inherit the shrine from now on?"

The old man smiled and walked slowly to the bedroom with the support of his granddaughter.

"Really! Then can I..."

Listening to Yotsuba's excited voice fading away, Miyamizu Mitsuha shook her head and laughed. Isn't this girl still planning to sell chewing wine on the Internet?

After putting away the exercise books and stationery on the low table and pressing video on the TV, Mitsuha Miyamizu walked back to her room and sat down in front of the desk.

The low table was still not suitable for studying, and it made her back hurt from sitting there. The reason why she didn't come to the room was to spend more time with her grandma.

Looking at the exercises in front of him, a hint of fear flashed through Sanye's mind, but he still took the pen and devoted himself to studying.

Is it weird that you study hard? Mitsuha Miyamizu couldn't explain what she was thinking.

I don’t know why, but I can already recall part of the memory of when I exchanged bodies.

The scattered memories in my mind include bustling Tokyo, Hojo Kyosuke who is the oldest, exercises that I, a junior high school student, can’t do at all, delicious barbecue, the subway that runs day and night, the dazzling lights...

Everything is so dreamy.

If possible, I would also like to try studying there.

Mitsuha Miyamizu thought as she recalled the female college students she saw on the street chatting and laughing with textbooks under their arms.

The girl who has been bound by the Miyamizu Shrine since she was a child sees more possibilities in life. You don’t have to tighten yourself every day, you don’t have to braid your hair seriously every day, you don’t have to live under the gaze of everyone, you don’t have to always pay attention to whether your words and deeds are rude...

Miyamizu Shrine, the guardian...

Under the white desk lamp, a girl biting her pen and frowning in thought was studying hard.

While learning, one hand accidentally touched the switch of the desk lamp.

…

Monday, Hida City, Itomori Town, Miyamizu Shrine

Although no sunlight penetrated his eyelids, Hojo Kyousuke knew that he had turned into a girl.

I struggled to raise my head, my neck was stiff, and my whole body ached.

Why is Mitsuha Miyamizu sleeping on his desk?

Groaning in his mind, Hojo Kyosuke moved his neck, stood up and stretched his limbs.

After the discomfort on his body eased slightly, he walked to the mirror.

After waking up the system and looking at the cursor on Mitsuha Miyamizu's body, Hojo Kyousuke's mouth watered.

Although the system did not say so directly, judging from the two rewards currently given, he knew that the rewards the system would give were based on his strong desire.

For example, now that he is eager to make money, the rewards given by the system must be related to making money.

No, what system gave it to me? It's obviously a gift from my lovely girls, and the system is just passing it on. But if you go by this, what you would want to give to yourself may be something that girls think is the most important, or something that is most useful to you.

Shaking his head, his neck felt sore and at the same time, the random thoughts in his head were also shaken away. Hojo Kyosuke looked at the school uniform that was covered with folds and opened the wardrobe.

Nice!

Seeing the black unopened leggings, Hojo Kyousuke cheered inwardly, but then his heart sank.

When did the boss of the largest delinquent group in Tokyo's high school community become so happy just by seeing a pair of leggings?

With a heavy heart, Hojo Kyousuke slowly took off his shirt and pleated skirt. After hesitating, he let go of the pink shorts. Because he was bound by his own strong morals, he endured the discomfort and did not take a shower because of his mild obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Putting on leggings and a clean school uniform, Hojo Kyousuke breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, it was no longer cold down there. During the last exchange, he used great perseverance to resist the urge to walk with his legs crossed.

Turning his head to look at the sunlight shining through the thin window paper, unable to tell the time through the sun, Hojo Kyosuke found Mitsuha Miyamizu's cell phone on the ground, which was almost out of battery.

Alas, this girl is really...

Fortunately, the time showed that it was not yet 7 o'clock, so he charged his mobile phone and walked out of the room.

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