Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Another time and space, Hida City, Itomori Town, Miyamizu Shrine

Mitsuha Miyamizu woke up in the warm sunshine. She sat upright, the quilt slipped off, and she lowered her head, which was still confused after waking up, to look at herself.

Wearing pajamas, fortunately, he didn't sleep naked.

Fortunately, I slept more comfortably without wearing a bra.

I looked at my phone and saw that it was still early, so I had time to cook.

After a series of inspections, Mitsuha Miyamizu's head gradually became clear. Just as she was about to stand up and change her clothes, she suddenly stopped and then quickly lowered her head.

"Ah!"

abnormal!

After screaming, the girl's fair face turned red instantly.

As if there were perverts watching around her, Mitsuha Miyamizu wrapped her arms around her chest to protect them tightly.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

The door was opened, and Yotsuba, who was already fully dressed, stood at the door, looking at her sister who didn't know what she was doing in confusion.

"It's nothing, close the door quickly, I have to change clothes." Miyamizu Mitsuha blushed and waved her hands vigorously.

"Oh, woman, you were so kind to me yesterday. Not only did you call me sister, but you also bought me so many snacks."

What a stupid sister! Yotsuba muttered quietly, then closed the door heavily.

While eating, Mitsuha Miyamizu always felt that her grandmother looked at her strangely.

"What's the matter, grandma?"

Putting down the bowl, I fumbled around my head with both hands. Is your hair braided perfectly today? Looking at her body, she saw that her shirt didn't have any wrinkles and her skirt was neatly folded.

"Three leaves are becoming more and more like two leaves."

Grandma smiled so hard that her eyes almost narrowed into slits. She drank the miso soup as if she was enjoying it like a nectar.

Am I becoming more like my mother? Mitsuha Miyamizu looked confused. When he asked his grandmother again, she just smiled and stopped talking.

"Like mom?"

Yotsuba looked at her sister carefully in confusion. She was still very young when her mother passed away, and her memory of her mother was already very vague.

"How is it possible? Mom will definitely buy me more ice cream."

With a curl of her lips, Siye thought of her stupid sister fighting with him for a long time over an ice cream.

"Huh? You've eaten your ice cream a long time ago. That was mine." Sanye's hair suddenly exploded.

You can give your sister anything else, but ice cream after taking a bath is definitely not allowed!

"Sister, there is something wrong with you today. You even promised to make delicious ice cream for me yesterday. Right, grandma?"

Miyamizu Kazuyo was still holding the bowl with miso soup, looking at the two granddaughters with a smile, and did not participate in the sisters' conversation.

"I am leaving."

As the clear voices of the two sisters sounded, a new day officially began.

As soon as she went out, Sanye felt something was wrong.

The closest neighbor to Miyamizu Shrine, Uncle Morishita, who often delivers fresh vegetables to them, today changed his name from "Mitsuha" to "Ms. Mitsuha".

You must know that in the past, only people of the older generation like Granny Xiaolin, who had received the kindness of their mother, would use such a respectful title.

"Um, Uncle Morishita, why are you calling me like that today?"

What's going on with Uncle Morishita's look? Looks familiar?

"Because Miss Sanye, you are becoming more and more like Mrs. Erye."

Why is it the same as what grandma said?

Yes, when my mother was still alive, the townspeople would look like this when they came to my mother for advice and answers after paying homage.

Just like facing a god, pious, fanatical, and ignorant.

Ignorance was how their father, first a folklorist and then a priest, judged them. I have always been disdainful of the townspeople's behavior of worshiping their mother as a god, thinking it was ignorance.

That was because the ignorant Sanye didn't have a deep understanding of this word.

Now, on the way to school, I hear the words of "Miss Sanye" full of respect, look at the pious eyes, and feel the atmosphere that is completely different from the past.

She understood a little bit. This was what she had been trying so hard to do, to be a qualified miko of the Miyamizu family like her mother, and to gain the respect of the ignorant townsfolk her father said.

Although I don’t know why it suddenly became like this, but it feels good!

"Sanye~"

Sayaka's familiar voice came, and Mitsuha Miyamizu turned around and responded happily like before.

Suddenly he saw an aunt on the other side of the road who was bowing slightly to say hello to him. The hand he just raised froze and he quickly put it down. Then he imitated the mother's appearance in his memory and turned around slowly, with a "gentle and warm" look on his face. smile.

"Good morning, morning yexiang, your Majesty."

"Alas!"

Natori Sayaka jumped off the bicycle and crossed her arms with a cold expression.

"What are you doing, Sanye?"

She never expected that her "perfect posture" after imitating her mother would receive such a reaction from her friends. Miyamizu Mitsuha's forehead showed faint veins.

"Don't you feel that I am very similar to my mother?" The girl squeezed out this sentence through her teeth while trying to maintain her expression.

"Um, your Majesty, Mitsuba is asking you." Seeing Mitsuba looking a little angry, Natori Sayaka decisively threw the blame away.

"How does this look like Aunt Erye? Aunt Erye's smile makes people feel warm. You look like you were painted on a clay sculpture. It's creepy."

The expression on his face quickly disappeared, Mitsuha Miyamizu turned around, bowed his head and walked forward quickly without saying a word.

"..."

Sayaka and Chi Shi looked at each other, then quickly followed, quietly observing Miyami Mitsuha from the side.

"Did you feel that something was wrong with Sanye today?" Sayaka leaned her head towards the envoy and whispered.

"It's a bit, and her hair is well braided today."

Katsuhiko Teikawara's focus seems to have always been on Mitsuha Miyamizu's braid, as if that is her true identity. But such beautiful braids are really eye-catching.

"Do you think she was possessed by an evil spirit yesterday?"

"Idiot, there is something even more wrong with Sanye now than yesterday! He was also possessed today."

"But isn't her home a shrine? Can a shrine maiden be possessed too?"

"That must be a foreign ghost." The occult enthusiast concluded the coffin.

Listening to the discussion between the two friends behind them, Mitsuha Miyamizu's expression changed again and again. Am I a substitute? Shouldn't it be that guy Hojo Kyosuke who's wrong?

"I said, you two, please stop it a little bit!"

The girl turned around and shouted angrily.

Facing their friend who seemed to be very angry, Sayaka and Shishi laughed at the same time.

Sayaka stepped forward, took Mitsuha Miyamizu's arm, and said with a smile:

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, your braids are as beautiful as ever today."

"Of course, I spent a long time making it up."

When her friend pulled her away, Sanye's expression suddenly brightened. They were all friends who had played together since childhood. How could they be angry for more than three seconds.

"Hey, Sayaka, did I teach Mina Manaka a lesson yesterday?" the girl asked excitedly.

"Of course! You yesterday..."

Speaking of this, Sayaka, who also became excited, closed her mouth and looked at Mitsuha Miyamizu suspiciously:

"Don't you know if you have taught me a lesson?"

"Haha, of course I know, I just want to hear what you think."

It seems that although there is no memory of the time when the bodies were exchanged, Miyamizu Mitsuha has mastered this bluffing technique very skillfully.

After saying that, she quickly took out her mobile phone, avoided Natori Sayaka's eyes, opened the memo and read it.

"...I have taught the fashion trio a lesson as you requested. They should not dare to trouble you again in the future. But if you encounter such a thing again, you can write it down first and help you when I come. Revenge (smile). But from my perspective, your taste in choosing clothes is definitely a hundred times more fashionable than theirs!"

What are you smiling for?

It’s over, that guy Kyousuke Hojo is too capable.

No violence was used, and I was indeed taught a harsh lesson, but what should I look like in the eyes of my classmates now?

But, clothes? Mitsuha Miyamizu lowered her head and looked at her school uniform.

Strange, weren't they always wearing school uniforms when they switched bodies? Where can I tell...

ah!

Suddenly she saw the pink underwear at the bottom through the collar, Mitsuha Miyamizu's face turned red instantly, that guy! ! !

Katsuhiko Kawara, the emissary who was pushing a women's bicycle behind him, looked at Mitsuha Miyamizu, who was staring at his cell phone in front of him with an ever-changing expression, and was lost in thought.

Although the other party thought he was joking about the conversation he had with Natori Sayaka just now, he was actually serious. There is something wrong with Sanye today, and even more wrong with Sanye yesterday. But if one of them is possessed, it should be the one from yesterday.

Natori Sayaka, who was in the front, heard Mitsuha Mitsuha's words and immediately put her doubts behind her. She happily talked about her friends' great achievements yesterday, focusing on the performance of the fashion trio after being taught a lesson by Mitsuha. She laughed happily when she said she was happy. It could be seen that she had been suffering from those three people for a long time.

"Well, do you think my actions are a bit crazy?"

Mitsuha Miyamizu asked carefully. Even her words and deeds were always careful not to exceed the rules. Seeing what Kyousuke Hojo did with her body, she almost fainted in an instant.

The image that has been maintained for a long time is completely ruined!

"Crazy? It's crazy out there. Isn't that cool?"

Natori Sayaka stopped, coughed twice and cleared her throat, imitating Hojo Kyousuke's tone yesterday and said:

"Did you see clearly? Then why are you still standing there? Cry!"

"You are so handsome, Sanye! This guy will never be as handsome as you in this life!"

"Hey, I admit that Sanye was handsome yesterday, but there's no need to say that about me."

The emissary behind him, who was indulged in his own occult research, complained.

"Are you going to cry?"

Miyamizu Mitsuha repeated this sentence in a low voice. Miyamizu Mitsuha imagined the scene for a moment, imagining that Yamanaka Shunya, who usually regarded himself as a fashionista and looked down on the three of them, looked like crying when he said this sentence, and couldn't help but agree with him. Sayaka shouted together:

"So handsome!"

"How can you praise yourself?" the emissary muttered in a low voice.

"Do other students think the same way?" After laughing, Miyamizu Mitsuha continued to ask.

"I don't know about the boys, at least the girls think you are extremely handsome. Moreover, after my grandma came back from a trip last night, she actually said that you had taken over the inheritance of Miyamizu Shrine and started to truly serve the gods."

"Yes, my old man said the same thing."

The Natori family and the Teshikawahara family have always been the most devout believers of Miyamizu Shrine, especially the Teshikawahara family. Their family has a high status in the believers association of Miyamizu Shrine and is a family that has a close relationship with the Miyamizu clan. . A large part of the Miyamizu Shrine's income comes from the fees paid by the Teishikawahara family's construction company to support the shrine.

Therefore, the two people have gathered around Mitsuha Miyamizu since they were young. Whether outside the school or inside the school.

That's why the two families are so concerned about the changes in Miyamizu Shrine.

"how so?"

No wonder the grandmothers, grandfathers, uncles and aunts I met on the road were so strange. I originally thought that the image I had maintained for a long time was finally recognized. Unexpectedly, what she had not been able to accomplish for so many years was actually accomplished by Hojo Kyosuke's inexplicable operations.

The excitement on Mitsuha Miyamizu's face gradually disappeared. As she walked on the way to school, those respectful glances that she felt vaguely enjoying just now made her feel embarrassed.

The person they respect is not me, but Kyousuke Hojo who seems to be omnipotent.

At the school gate, Miyamizu Mitsuha raised his head and looked at the empty school, then turned to look into the distance.

That's Tokyo, right? It seems that no matter where he is, that person is respected by the people around him.

Mitsuha Miyamizu was very envious. She was just maintaining the identity of a miko, and she was already tense and trembling all the time, but she still couldn't do it well. But that guy just used his body a few times and changed Itomori's appearance.

After struggling for a moment, the girl smiled in relief. Who cares, I am Mitsuha Miyamizu, maybe I can switch bodies thanks to the god I worship.

With this thought in mind, Mitsuha Miyamizu walked happily to the classroom.

As soon as they reached the door of the classroom, the three of them heard a fierce quarrel coming from inside.

"That girl is definitely possessed by a monster!"

Mitsuha Miyamizu was very familiar with this sharp voice, it was the girl who scolded her when she was making chewing wine.

Sayaka and Tetsuo next to them were very angry after hearing this. As friends, they could joke about monster possession, but Manaka Mina obviously had bad intentions.

The two of them immediately rushed into the classroom to refute her.

"That's weird. Miss Mitsuha is a shrine maiden. The gods are using her body to protect Itomori!"

"Huh? Junya, are you okay with your brain? Why are you talking to Mitsuha Miyamizu today?"

"I was ignorant before, but now I just want to be a devout believer."

Um? ?

Miyami Mitsuha and others who were eavesdropping outside the house looked at each other in disbelief when they heard Yamanaka Shunya's sincere words.

Chi Zhi was a little taller and walked to the door and took a look inside through the small window. Then he walked up to his two friends with a serious look on his face and said in a deep voice:

"The person who spoke is really Shunya Yamanaka. It seems that he has been possessed by a monster, otherwise he would not have said such words. It's time for you to appear, the shrine maiden who has protected Miyamizu Shrine, which has been guarded for thousands of years, Mitsuha-sama Miyamizu!"

"Hahaha, my Majesty, you are so good at speaking." Sayaka laughed heartlessly.

"Haha." Mitsuha Miyamizu laughed dryly and pushed past the two of them to open the classroom door.

After the rightful owner arrived, the chaotic classroom suddenly became quiet.

Mitsuha Miyamizu ignored the fashionable trio who were standing together and engaged in internal fighting, and walked to her seat expressionlessly.

Until the morning reading, the classroom was shrouded in a low pressure, and the neon people who like to read the air almost suffocated.

At the end of the first class, Yamanaka Toshiya shook off his two fashion friends who wanted to drag him along to badmouth Mitsuha Miyamizu, and came to Mitsuha Miyami's desk.

"I'm sorry, Miss Sanye, I have offended you so much before!"

After bowing at ninety degrees, Yamanaka Junya ignored the incredulous looks of the students in the classroom and returned to his seat.

In this situation, Natori Sayaka had been holding back her words for a whole class and finally couldn't hold them in any longer.

"Mitsuha Mitsuha, do you see that Jun Yamanaka is also possessed by some monster?"

"Maybe he himself has been abducted by aliens, and the one in the classroom now is pretending to be an alien!" the emissary said with a mysterious face.

"Really!?"

Sayaka immediately turned pale with fright. She was not afraid of monsters, after all, she was surrounded by a miko. But if there are aliens, the witch will be of no use, right?

Seeing Natori Sayaka who was easily frightened by the order, Mitsuha Miyamizu helplessly covered her forehead and sighed.

I really don't know whether I should say that this friend is too naive or has a weak head. My two friends received completely different evaluations from my sister Miyamizu Yotsuba.

"Sayaka, a good girl with a kind heart and cute appearance, will not act condescending just because she is older than me."

"Harlequin" Whenever she hears the name of the Imperial Envoy, Yotsuba always looks disgusted, feeling that the good girl Sayaka should not be mixed up with such a buffoon.

I really don’t know how a primary school student could have such a vivid world view.

Perhaps it is because of this innocence that Sayaka and Yotsuba became good friends. That little guy Yotsuba doesn't even have much respect for his sister.

Fool

Although Yotsuba never said it out loud, Mitsuha Miyamizu clearly knew her image in her sister's heart.

No, listening to what Yotsuba said this morning, her status in her sister's heart seems to have increased because of Hojo Kyousuke's actions? But maybe it has fallen back now?

It seems that he is more suitable to be a miko and a sister.

Putting away his divergent thoughts, Miyamizu Mitsuha looked at Sayaka in amusement, whose face was getting more and more ugly as the orders kept frightening her.

"Okay, envoy, please stop scaring her."

"What? Is it fake?" Sayaka grabbed Mitsuha Miyamizu's arm and asked nervously.

"It's fake. The emissary is trying to scare you."

Mitsuha Miyamizu said helplessly, her friend was too cute and she didn't know whether it was good or bad.

"Ah!"

Natori Sayaka, whose IQ returned to her body, looked at the envoy with a smirk on her face and immediately gave him a small punch.

"But, that guy Yamanaka Toshiya, was it really because you were frightened by Mitsuha yesterday?" Techi said sternly while receiving Sayaka's little fist that looked more coquettish than angry.

"Are you scared by me?" Sanye muttered quietly, then took out the memo and read it carefully again.

He writes so carefully...

Compared with the food review she wrote, Sanye couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

But, that’s nothing, right? Just two sentences can make a boy cry? Are you so scared that you feel like a different person?

The girl expressed her doubts.

"I'm telling you." The emissary lowered his head and motioned to his two friends to listen to the whisper.

When the other two people came over, he said mysteriously:

"I heard that Toshiya Yamanaka has a dream of becoming a painter."

"So it turns out that I was shocked by Mitsuha's painting skills!" Sayaka said in a low voice.

My drawing skills? Thanks to the exchange of more clear memory fragments this time, Mitsuha easily recalled the graffiti she saw on Hojo Kyosuke's desk.

That kind of thing can hit Toshiya Yamanaka? So how bad must his painting skills be? Do you still want to be a painter?

But since Sayaka said that, there must be something wrong.

Thinking of this, Mitsuha Miyamizu put his hand into the desk. Hojo Kyosuke said in his memo that he put the paintings he drew in the art class in the desk drawer.

"Sanye, why did you take out the painting?"

"nothing."

Were those graffiti on the table not painted by Hojo Kyosuke? Miyamizu Mitsuha thought as he looked at the sketch that he would never be able to draw in his life.

"But even if this is the case, it won't be such a big change? Have you noticed that the rubber ropes on his hands are gone!" Detective Sayaka discovered Hua Dian.

"That's right! I saw it too. Didn't that guy say it was given to him by his cousin in Tokyo? In the past, it was so precious that it was only given to Manaka Mina and the other two." Miyamizu Mitsuha nodded repeatedly.

"Humph, that's what I'm going to say next!"

"Hurry up, don't show off!" Sayaka said dissatisfied, wondering if it's tiring to keep hunching over like this!

"Really, you man." The emissary started bickering out of habit, and then said under the unkind eyes of his two friends:

"As I said in the morning, my old man went out to attend a party last night. When he came back, in addition to saying that Mitsuha had truly become a miko, he also patted my shoulder hard to warn me."

"What are you warning me about?" Sayaka asked.

"He said: Katsuhiko, that boy from the Yamanaka family has officially accepted the Miyamizu Shrine. Don't let him run ahead of you!"

"What? Believe in Miyamizu Shrine?" Sayaka exclaimed, unable to control her volume for a moment, and the three of them were so frightened that they quickly raised their heads and looked at Yamanaka Toshiya.

The other party obviously heard Sayaka's words and turned to look at them with a big smile.

"It's so embarrassing." Sayaka lowered her head and quietly talked about others behind their backs, but was discovered by the person involved.

Mitsuha Miyamizu didn't say anything, they just kept laughing. Although they were also part of the discussion, the simple Sayaka took on all the embarrassment for them early on.

Everyone knows that the belief mentioned by the imperial edict is not the kind of shallow belief that just puts a shrine in the house and ignores it. It is just that to that extent, there is no family in the entire Itomo who is not a believer.

Those who can be ordered to speak out specifically by the old man must be devout believers.

"Does anyone really believe in traditional religion now?" Looking at Mitsuha Miyamizu, Natori Sayaka hesitated and whispered.

"Except for the older generation, there should be none. At least I haven't seen young people coming to worship." Mitsuha Miyamizu didn't feel that much. Not to mention small shrines like Miyamizu Shrine, aren't the big shrines also declining?

Even in this ignorant and backward rural place, their Miyamizu Shrine received much more respect than those big shrines.

The two of them looked at the emissary together, waiting for his further revelations.

"No more." The envoy touched the monk's head and said with a smile.

The whisper ended and the three of them straightened up.

There, Tetsuo and Sayaka began to communicate through unique bickering, while Miyamizu Mitsuha began to think carefully about this magical morning.

There's something wrong with the grandmother, the neighbor who uses honorific names for her, and she seems to be a changed person, and she even starts to believe in Yamanaka Shunya of Miyamizu Shrine.

There is only one reason for all these changes!

Hojo Kyosuke! What have you made of my life?

Although it feels good to be respected and he has become the qualified heir to the shrine in his dream, Mitsuha Miyamizu is very clear about how much expectations he will bear while enjoying all this.

But, can I really respond to those expectations?

Although he was very unwilling, it was Hojo Kyosuke who did all this, not himself.

Maybe in the eyes of others, this little girl who tenses up her nerves every day and takes care of her hair meticulously is the fake miko, right?

Mitsuha Miyamizu spread Hojo Kyosuke's paintings on the table and gently touched them with his fingertips.

The painting is so good...

Just turn to the next page.

What is this?

What Miyamizu Mitsuha is seeing now is the draft of Attack on Titan drawn by Hojo Kyosuke, and she is shocked by the art that is too advanced.

What, you're still the poor guy who can't write novels or draw. When you're waiting to switch bodies, I'll help you!

Moreover, I can also help him educate his subordinates well.

Yes, I'm not useless either.

Mitsuha Miyamizu thought happily, and as she thought about it, her mood gradually became depressed.

…

At night, he sent an emissary to the Heyuan family.

In order to celebrate the success of the day's campaign speech, Miyamizu Toshiki and his die-hard supporters, Teshikawa Katsuhiko's father, Teshikawa Ichiro, had a dinner here.

"Come on, President, have another drink."

Miyamizu Toshiki's black hair was combed into a meticulously slicked-back hairstyle. His face, which was already red from drinking, was full of smiles. He raised his glass to the man in work clothes across from him.

"The votes for the Kakuzu area have been settled. As long as we win the Dionysus area, the mayor's Renren will be 100% certain."

The imperial envoy Ichiro Kawahara's face was also flushed, and Toshiki Miyamizu's Renren meant that his company's business would still flow in as before.

"It's all thanks to your help, president. Come on, drink more!"

As he spoke, Toshiki Miyamizu took the lead in sipping the wine in his glass without stopping at all.

Wine, it tastes really bad.

His thin cheeks twitched slightly, whether it was stimulated by alcohol or something else.

"Haha, we will also pay close attention to the next campaign and win the remaining areas in one go!"

Thinking of the next Qian Jing, Ichiro Kawara's face lit up and he poured all the wine in the glass into his mouth. Unlike Toshiki Miyamizu, after the wine entered his mouth, he kept thinking about it.

"How are you and that girl?"

Next to him, the young men from Chishi Kawara Construction Company were also chatting enthusiastically. The campaign speech was not something that one or two people could handle. Fewer people means less strength, so every time Kawara Construction is ordered to send a large number of workers to help Miyamizu Toshiki grow stronger.

"By the way, that girl Mitsuha. No, she should be called Miss Mitsuha now. I heard my old man say last night that she has truly inherited the shrine and has become a shrine maiden like Mrs. Futaba..."

The drunken partner opposite him was still talking, but Toshiki Miyamizu could no longer hear him.

After hearing the words "Ms. Mitsuha" and "becoming a miko like Madam Futaba", his consciousness instantly seemed to be swallowed up by a black hole.

His hands and feet were cold, his wine glass fell on the table, and the shouts of the people around him seemed to fade away.

"This is not a farewell."

Erye's last words, the words handed over by the nurse, were like Erye's own words whispering softly in his ear at this moment.

In the dark mind, a knot is twisting, entwining, and intertwining...

But it never broke, it just kept repeating itself.

It's like a fate that cannot be escaped.

Will three leaves become like two leaves? !

Huge fear surrounded Toshiki Miyamizu, making his chest feel tight and his breathing difficult.

The feeling of suffocation made Miyamizu Toshiki suddenly wake up, his eyes regained focus, and he saw clearly the imperial emissary Ichiro Kawahara waving his hand in front of him.

"Haha, I seem to have drunk too much, but I still can't drink as much as the president!"

The fear in my head has not dissipated, and my heart is full of panic. But the belief that he had decided from the beginning to challenge the god and destroy this ignorant place made Toshiki Miyamizu cheer up instantly.

No matter what fate or gods, I, Toshiki Miyamizu, will destroy them all.

Ignorant thoughts, an ignorant town, and the Miyamizu Shrine that caused all this tragedy.

These things that killed Erye and wanted to kill Sanye and Siye have no need to exist at all!

The brain that was confused due to alcohol was completely awakened by this series of stimulation.

After the banquet, Toshiki Miyamizu did not return to his rental house. Instead, he came to the town office and called his secretary.

The secretary is also a believer of Miyamizu Shrine, and he is among the group with a relatively high status in the believers' association.

It's ironic, since he obviously wants to destroy this place that was affected by Miyamizu Shrine. But Toshiki Miyamizu always uses the influence of "Miyamizu" in his name on Itomori to get closer to that goal faster.

The biggest supporter is the patron of Miyamizu Shrine, and the well-informed secretary is a devout believer of Miyamizu Shrine. Even those voters don't know how many of them voted for him because of his surname "Miyamizu". he.

However, the more this happened, the anger in Toshiki Miyamizu's heart became more intense, and his chest seemed to be burning all the time. It was because of them, because of their belief in Miyamizu Shrine, that Futaba was killed! Imprisoned Mitsuha and Yotsuba!

While waiting for the secretary to arrive, Toshiki Miyamizu sat on the chair behind his desk, leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes.

There were countless questions in his head.

Why did Teishi Kawahara Ichiro's father say that Mitsuha had truly inherited Miyamizu Shrine?

Why does the mediocre Sanye get such high praise despite never showing talent like Erye since he was a child?

Why……

One problem after another makes the brain that is already suffering from alcohol become more painful.

click

The office door is opened.

"Mayor, why don't you turn on the lights?"

The secretary spoke and turned on the light. The dark room was illuminated instantly, and the light brought by modern technology briefly dispelled a little of the haze in Toshiki Miyamizu's heart.

He didn't open his eyes immediately, but waited for a while to adjust to the light before Toshiki Miyamizu sat up straight and looked at his secretary.

"Then, report what you learned." With a steady and powerful voice, his eyes were still so sharp. The man adjusted his state in an instant.

"Yes, my father also attended the party last night. At the party, the Yamanaka family..."

As the secretary told him, Toshiki Miyamizu finally understood what happened.

absurd!

What happens if a girl suddenly gets angry and loses her temper? It would be better to say that Sanye, who had been incredibly well-behaved since childhood, could vent like that, and he was actually happy for her.

Why did you suddenly become so good at drawing? As Erye's daughter, she should be incredibly talented.

Well, forget about talent. Sanye doesn't need so much talent, just be safe.

"Okay, I already understand the matter. Thank you for calling you here late at night." Standing up, Toshiki Miyamizu said with a smile.

"No, it's my job to serve the mayor. Moreover, I don't know how happy I am to hear that Miss Mitsuha has taken the path of Mrs. Futaba. Last night, my father happily pulled me and said It’s been a long time, I’m still hungover at noon today, haha.”

The secretary had a sincere smile on his face, without any dissatisfaction with working overtime late at night. He was truly happy that such a miko appeared in the Miyamizu family.

"Haha, you should pay more attention to the old man's health." Toshiki Miyamizu was also smiling, but his eyes were full of gloom.

Going down the path of Erye? Was he regarded as the agent of gods by you, and then died in pain on the hospital bed?

After seeing off the secretary, Toshiki Miyamizu rode his bicycle out of the town office.

Riding on the road, the refreshing mountain breeze at night brings with it a hint of Itomori Lake. The houses are like intertwined canine teeth. The dark forest in the distance is like a monster that chooses people to eat. The silvery Itomori The lake seems like a tempting trap...

The beautiful mountain town in the eyes of ordinary people is so ugly in the eyes of Toshiki Miyamizu. After all, this town took away his lover.

The apartment he rented was located on the edge of the town, across the lake from Miyamizu Shrine. It was a reinforced concrete building.

Any wooden building would remind him of the happy times he spent with Futaba in that ancient shrine, and then he would feel a heartbreaking pain. How happy those memories were, how painful he was now.

This is also the reason why he is so active in supporting the construction of Teishikawara. In addition to their strength being indispensable for elections, they also want to destroy those ancient buildings.

As soon as I got home, I didn't even have time to change my shoes, and a strong feeling of nausea came over me.

Quickly ran into the bathroom

Turn on the faucet, wash your hands, rinse your mouth, and look at yourself in the mirror with a tired face.

Toshiki Miyamizu told himself that he must not let such a tragedy happen to Mitsuha!

…

The next day, Wednesday, it was still Hida City, Itomori Town, Miyamizu Shrine

Although the body belongs to Mitsuha Miyamizu, the user has become Kyousuke Hojo.

"Since it's my use now, you won't have any complaints no matter what I do!"

Saying this, Hojo Kyosuke pressed it hard.

The unknown raspberry was immediately crushed into a paste by the rolling pin. Hojo Kyousuke added another unknown fruit to the mortar used for pounding medicine, and continued to pound it into paste.

This is the good thing about being in a mountain town like this. Except for winter, there is endless fruit no matter what season it is.

You don’t even need to look for it yourself. Every day, townspeople who need to go to the forest for various reasons will bring huge amounts of delicious wild fruits to Miyamizu Shrine.

When he woke up today, Hojo Kyosuke remembered that the last time he switched bodies, he promised his sister Yotsuba that he would make her ice cream. So I quickly finished cooking and started making ice cream.

I originally wanted to make the best yam ice cream, but I remembered Sakura’s warning:

"You can only make it for me to eat! Otherwise... hum!"

The terrifying gesture of Sakura's hand appeared in his mind, and Hojo Kyousuke suddenly became alert and gave up the idea.

Fortunately, the large number of wild fruits in the kitchen provided him with new ideas.

He tasted them one by one to find the fruits that matched the taste, washed them, peeled them and cut them into pieces, and asked Siye to find the dusty medicine grinding mortar.

Strain the residue in the paste, add soft fruit pieces, and put it in the refrigerator.

"Sister, can you really eat delicious ice cream like this?"

Yotsuba's eyes were fixed on the crisper box in the refrigerator until the refrigerator door was completely closed, then she turned to look at Hojo Kyosuke and asked expectantly.

"Well, you can eat it after you take a shower in the evening, but you can't eat too much. The temperature in this season is not very suitable for eating ice cream."

He stood up and stretched. Mitsuha Miyamizu's body was still not suitable for such physical work.

But my flexibility is really good, maybe because I practice kagura dance regularly. Many postures require special training for Hojo Kyousuke's well-trained body, but Mitsuha Miyamizu's body can do it easily.

"Come on, it's time to braid your hair."

After finishing his meal and washing his hands, Hojo Kyosuke clapped his hands and looked at Yotsuba.

"But sister, didn't you say that braiding your hair often will cause you to become bald?" Yotsuba asked doubtfully.

"That's true, but proper stimulation is also beneficial to hair growth. Do you think that when a cow has a difficult birth, doesn't it require the help of a veterinarian to get the calf out?"

Hojo Kyosuke would never say that he had itchy hands and wanted to challenge himself, but he didn't dare to experiment with Mitsuha Miyamizu's hair.

Judging from the reactions of Sayaka and Tetsuo, Mitsuha Miyamizu should usually value her hair very much.

It’s better to experiment with Four Leaves first.

"Is this really the same thing?" Miyamizu Yotsuba frowned and walked to the stool in front of her sister and sat down, calves and hair?

The braid seems to be divided into three braids and then crisscrossed.

Miyamizu Kazuha, who was sitting aside drinking tea after breakfast, glanced at his eldest granddaughter Mitsuha, who was braiding her hair randomly, smiled, and narrowed her eyes so much that she couldn't see.

"Ah! Sister! What is this!"

As soon as she felt the varying degrees of force on her hair, Yotsuba already had an ominous premonition, but her sister kept comforting her and hid the mirror from her.

Now that she had compiled it, she took out the small mirror in her schoolbag and took a look.

I don’t know how to describe the two braids on my head, they are so ugly!

Hojo Kyosuke laughed dryly, but did not stop Yotsuba from quickly dismissing his hard work.

"I am leaving."

After the little farce ended, Siye decided to forgive her temporarily for the sake of her stupid sister making ice cream for herself today. But if the ice cream doesn’t taste good at night!

They met Sayaka and Shishi on the road, and the three of them came to school together.

As soon as he arrived at the school gate, Hojo Kyousuke saw Manaka Mina standing there holding a tall man with a sinister face, looking at him menacingly.

Um? What plot is this?

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