Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Hojo Kyosuke used his mobile phone to check the suitable time for planting fruit trees. It seemed that it was not suitable now, but he didn't care. The climate in the mountains of Itomori was different from other places. Zhang Jian, the fruit farmer who gave him the saplings, didn't warn him either, which meant that planting the saplings wasn't a big problem now.

After simply clearing a clearing, he dug a hole and planted the apple tree. The Hida Mountains where Itomori is located are famous for their apples. I hope I can eat apples next year.

"Sister, is it okay to plant like this?" Looking at her sister who was watering the fruit trees, Yotsuba's face was full of doubts.

Hojo Kyousuke knew before that Yotsuba was managing the small vegetable patch behind Miyamizu's house on a daily basis, and Mitsuha was only there as a helper.

Hearing Yotsuba's words at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty. But then I thought about it, I am a person with the soul of farming, how could I not even be able to grow a mere apple tree?

"Of course, I'm not sure about next year, but I'll definitely have fresh apples to eat the year after. The kind that will make you put your mouth to the fruit tree and gnaw them!" Hojo Kyosuke said.

After hearing her sister's categorical words, although Yotsuba still retained her doubts, she shut her mouth and continued weeding.

Yes, the little girl works much harder than the half-empty Hojo Kyosuke. While Hojo Kyosuke was planting trees, Yotsuba had already cleared a piece of land of the same size again.

In the kitchen, after Yukino Momori brought the last dish into the house, she came to the left side of the house, where Hojo Kyosuke and the others were.

What he saw was Mitsuha Miyamizu with a ponytail and a black sportswear, hoeing the land that had become softer because it had not been cultivated for a long time. Next to her, Miyamizu Yotsuba, who was wearing black shorts and a T-shirt, was pulling weeds with a pair of white gloves. Sweat started to form on her little face.

Is it really good to let the gods do the farm work?

This big girl couldn't help but have such questions in her heart.

However, maybe this god is in charge of agriculture, right?

Looking at Mitsuha Miyamizu who had sweat on her face but looked happy, Yukino Mokari thought one after another in her mind.

"Mitsuye, Yotsuba, it's time to eat."

After watching for about a minute, she softly shouted to the two people who were working hard.

"I can finally eat. I feel like I'm going to starve to death." Yotsuba immediately stopped what he was doing when he heard the sound.

"Let's go, wash your hands and eat." Hojo Kyosuke wiped the sweat on his forehead with his gloves and said to Yotsuba with a smile.

After simply washing their hands and faces, the three of them came to the spotless room that had been tidied up by Yukino Momoka.

"So clean."

Looking at the neat and clean room, Hojo Kyosuke said with satisfaction. God knows how uncomfortable he feels when he sees Mitsuha Miyami's messy room after each exchange, but out of respect, he has to forcibly suppress the urge to help her tidy up the room.

"Yeah, it's much cleaner than my sister's room." Yotsuba also said.

"It's not me!" Kyosuke Hojo could take the blame for Mitsuha Miyamizu in other things, but this would definitely not work.

"Haha, I know." Yukino Mokari covered her mouth and chuckled, knowing that Lord Kami meant that the person who messed up the room was the real Mitsuha Miyamizu.

"Not you?" Siye was confused.

While they were talking, several people came to the dining table and sat down.

Lunch was quite sumptuous, including the must-have tempura fried to golden brown, an unknown variety of fried fish, stir-fried chicken with assorted vegetables, a vegetable salad, and a bowl of pork and vegetable soup.

What is strange is that there is only a small bowl of rice in front of Yukino Momoka and not a single dish.

"Teacher Xueno, why didn't you prepare your own food? Are you giving us your share?"

After seeing the pan-fried fish covered in brown sauce and exuding heat and aroma, Yotsuba, who had already impatiently raised her chopsticks, asked.

"No, I have my own reasons so I don't really want to eat it." Xueye explained.

"Really? I can split it half." Siye didn't believe that someone could refuse food that looked so delicious.

"Thank you Yotsuba. There are actually more portions in the kitchen. If you finish eating, I will help you add more."

Yotsuba's sincere words were like the spring breeze that came through the entrance to the Japanese room, bringing with it the freshness of the fields and making Yukino Momoka's already good mood even better.

"Really? You have to eat too!" Siye hesitated and picked up the fried fish she had coveted for a long time.

"It's delicious!" The little girl's eyes turned into beady eyes instantly. There were no bones in the fried fish, so she chewed it with big mouthfuls.

"The ingredients are basically given to me by people in the town, saying they are thanking me for coming to this place to teach. They are so enthusiastic that it is hard to refuse."

After saying that, Yukino Momori also picked up a ball of rice with chopsticks and put it into her mouth, but she just chewed it a few times and swallowed it. Then she picked up the water next to her and took a big sip.

"Xueye, are you really okay?"

Hojo Kyousuke has been listening to the conversation of these two "little girls", and at the same time he also thought of the chocolate that Yukino Mokari invited him to eat several times before.

Others don’t know that, in Hojo Kyosuke’s own words, chocolate is mostly used as a food to replenish body heat. Sometimes when he doesn't have time to eat slowly, but feels that his body needs energy, he will eat a large piece of chocolate.

Coupled with the fact that Yukino Momori only eats rice now, he guessed whether the other party had anorexia or something like that.

"Yeah~ I'm fine."

The physical fatigue constantly urged her to lie down and rest, but the joy in Xueye's heart made her want to stay here and watch the person eat the food she cooked.

"It's really delicious."

Hojo Kyosuke ate a prawn tempura. It was nothing like what a novice who needs to use an electronic scale to weigh the salt could make. He controlled the heat very well.

"Xueye, take a bite too."

He picked up the spare chopsticks next to him, picked up a piece of asparagus tempura and handed it to Yukino Momori.

Looking at the tempura made by herself, wrapped in a thin yellow batter and filled with green asparagus, Yukino was so frightened that she immediately lifted the bowl, fearing that Hojo Kyosuke would put the food in the bowl.

"That, I don't have to."

Xueye refused, but the weak tone with a huge contrast in appearance made people want to stuff the food directly into her mouth.

So Hojo Kyousuke didn't take back his chopsticks, and of course he didn't actually put them into Yukino's mouth, he just held them there.

"Sister, what are you doing? If Teacher Xueno doesn't want to eat, don't force her."

Well, wanting to confirm whether Yukino was feeling unwell and not in a hurry, Hojo Kyosuke took his chopsticks back after listening to Yotsuba's words.

Ah woo~

Although Yotsuba was very innocent and cute, Yukino Momoka was still a little anxious when she heard Mitsuha being scolded, so she quickly reached over and took a whole asparagus tempura into her mouth.

It wasn't until the chopsticks in his hand felt the friction between his lips and teeth that Hojo Kyousuke realized what was happening.

Then he watched the thin lips move away from the chopsticks little by little, and then the woman with a shy face started chewing with difficulty.

"Xueye, if it doesn't work, don't force it, spit it out quickly."

Seeing Yukino chewing hard, Hojo Kyousuke said quickly.

"No……"

As he chewed, the plant fragrance of asparagus mixed with the fragrance of pasta exploded in Yukino Baixiangli's mouth.

The frequency of chewing becomes higher and the movements become more powerful.

The taste seems to be back?

After losing its taste, the food should be as dry and disgusting as firewood, but now it is willing to show its original taste to myself?

The asparagus in his mouth was almost chewed into liquid, but Yukino was still reluctant to swallow it. It had been a long time since she tasted it, and she wanted it to stay in her mouth for a little longer.

"Do you still want?"

Hojo Kyosuke saw the expression on Yukino's face that kept changing and finally stayed at enjoyment, so he picked up his plate and asked.

"I-I'll go to the kitchen and get a bowl!"

This woman who was suddenly enveloped in a huge surprise held a chopstick in her right hand, and the pointed chopstick head was shaking slightly. It was obvious that she wanted to immediately pick up a piece of tempura from Hojo Kyosuke's plate and stuff it into her mouth. But her shy character still prevented her from doing such a thing.

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, and standing up on the tatami, Yukino bowed slightly to Yotsuba to express his discourtesy, then quickly walked out of the room, opened the sliding door, sat on the edge of the wooden corridor outside the Japanese room, put on his shoes, and walked to the kitchen. .

"Sister, what's going on with Teacher Yukino?"

Yotsuba had already finished the piece of fried fish. The sauce tasted really great. Looking at the back of Teacher Yukino walking towards the kitchen, she really wanted to ask for more food.

"Maybe she was shocked by her own cooking skills, right?" Hojo Kyosuke said casually. In fact, he couldn't figure it out.

"So we are not guinea pigs for experiments!?" Siye's little face was full of shock. Did an adult who respects children so much actually have such thoughts?

"Haha, no. Yotsuba, do you want another piece of fried fish?"

With that said, Hojo Kyosuke lifted his untouched fried fish and placed it in front of Yotsuba.

"But what will you do, sister, if I eat it?"

"I'll just go to Yukino and ask for another."

"Okay, but sister, why don't you call me Yukino-sensei? How rude!"

"Hahaha, because I have a better relationship with her. Look, would ordinary students come to the teacher's house as a guest?" Hojo Kyosuke was amused by the little girl's childish but serious words.

"Yes, Xiaohao's mother in our class is our Mandarin teacher, and we often go to his house to have dinner. Shuzi's sister is our music teacher, and we often go to her house to play..." Si Ye Pa pulled a finger. Said one.

"Okay, okay, I understand. Anyway, because Yukino and I are good friends, I just call her Yukino. Aren't you also calling Sayaka by her name?"

Forget that this is just a small town with a population of less than 10,000. The teachers and students in the school may be father and son, grandfather and grandson, or sisters.

"Then I am now a guest at Teacher Yukino's house. Have we become friends? Can I just call her Yukino? No, it should be called Momoka." Yotsuba, who has been smart since he was a child, is very logical.

"You have to ask Yukino about this. Okay, I'm going to the kitchen. Do you have any other dishes you want?" Hojo Kyosuke said quickly.

"Yes! Another portion of fried fish and tempura!"

"Haha, be careful to eat too much and not digest it." Hojo Kyousuke smiled and rubbed the little loli's head, then walked away with the empty plate.

This old-fashioned neon building has wooden corridors called rims outside the main house and outside. There are eaves above that completely cover the corridor and extend a little. The purpose of the eaves is to prevent rainwater from being blown by the wind and into the interior. Although closing the doors and windows can protect the house from wind and rain, most of them are made of wood and indoors cannot be avoided. Wet.

And the edge is not just for this purpose. The roof on the edge can block the sun in summer, but attracts sunlight in winter, making the house warm in winter and cool in summer. Sitting on the edge and admiring the garden is also a pleasant experience.

Just like now, the midday sun shines on the edge, and the wooden floor is warmed by the baking, which makes Hojo Kyosuke who is sitting on it and putting on his shoes feel extremely comfortable.

When you get rich later, you can buy an old house like this in Tokyo, right?

Someone who had previously planned to buy a Western-style house like Eiri's house thought this way.

When he came to the kitchen, what he saw made Hojo Kyosuke a little confused.

Originally, he thought Yukino Momori was eating secretly in the kitchen. After all, Yotsuba and him had been chatting with the two people there for a while, but he still hadn't seen Yukino come back. It was also because of this that he thought of borrowing the food and stopping by to see what was going on.

"Xueye? What's wrong with you?"

On the kitchen floor, a piece of asparagus tempura that had only been chewed for a few bites fell. Xueye covered her mouth and squatted there retching, some saliva dripping down her hand and falling to the ground.

No, it's not saliva, it's tears.

Squatting down and stretching out his hand to gently pat Yukino Mokari's back, Hojo Kyousuke saw clearly that the woman who had just been eating with a face full of enjoyment was actually crying.

"Still no taste!"

A choked sound came from Xueye's mouth. The pain of being lost and then suddenly disappearing made her unable to stop crying.

After arriving in the kitchen excitedly, she couldn't wait to pick up a piece of eggplant tempura and stuff it into her mouth.

no taste! no taste!

Without the flavor, the original soft texture of the eggplant became slippery and disgusting, which made her spit it out.

"I just wanted to ask you this. I thought you were anorexic, but I didn't expect you had a loss of taste? But when you were in the room just now, didn't you seem to like eating that asparagus?

Or is it something that happened? Please tell me if you can. "

Hojo Kyousuke stood up, poured a glass of water and handed it to Yukino Mokari, then stretched out his hand to help the latter, and said warmly.

"I……"

Feeling the long-lost concern and listening to the gentle voice, Yukino Momoka had a strong urge to tell her misfortunes, but the shy personality that she hated made her shut her mouth again.

"Is it a secret that you can't tell me?"

Hojo Kyousuke looked at the woman leaning against the cabinet. A few strands of black hair were wet with tears and stuck tightly to her smooth face, looking like scratches.

Thick and slender eyelashes were still hung with tiny and crystal teardrops, and the eyes that usually looked gentle were filled with sadness that was about to overflow.

This look made me feel so pitiful that he couldn't help but step forward and hug him. This hug contains no desire, just care for the sad person.

"Can I really tell you about my terrible past?"

It was as if the body that had lost its temperature suddenly entered a warm embrace, and the sadness in Yukino Momoka's heart subsided slightly. She turned her head sideways, and the tears on her eyelashes fell as her head turned, but the corners of her eyes were still moist.

Because of his height, Hojo Kyousuke even had to raise his head slightly to look at Yukino.

"Of course, I am Hojo Kyosuke, your friend. Just like you keep secrets for me, I will keep your past secret."

Hojo Kyousuke covered Yukino's right hand holding the cup with his left hand. He did not use the business-like smile he had shown to the grannies during these exchanges, but just looked at her calmly.

Looking at that calm expression, listening to those words that seemed to have the power of an avalanche.

Yukino thought about eating chocolate after drinking beer for the first time. All the body heat was taken away by the cold beer. She felt that she was slowly losing the most important characteristic of life. Her heart was full of fear. She rushed into the convenience store and looked for Foods that replenish calories.

All she saw were things that would make her spit out sadly as soon as she put them in her mouth. She felt like she was slowly dying and finally saw something in a girl's shopping basket, a food she rarely ate, chocolate.

The nostalgic sweetness mixed with the bitter taste of cocoa bloomed on her tongue, and the cheering taste buds made her feel that she was still alive.

The body's heat has been replenished, and there is no need to worry that no one will die in this cold night, in this indifferent city.

Now, in this moment, from the stillness of this god named Hojo Kyosuke, she felt again the power that brought her to life. A warm current flowed into her body along with the words full of convincing power.

"Hojo-kun."

Yukino Mokari raised her left hand to cover Hojo Kyousuke's hand that held her right hand.

"I……"

Mentioning that past event again, Xueye didn't cry. As she said, although she still cannot face the bad past calmly, she has long been accustomed to the suffering that life has given her.

She was weak and had no ability to overcome hardships, no courage to face rumors, and no thought of becoming strong.

She has been a delicate and shy little girl since she was a child. Just because of this disgusting appearance, she received ill will from countless people around her, and she couldn't think of any way except hiding and escaping.

"What should I do? Hojo-kun!

Why is just living so difficult? "

When she said the last sentence, this woman who had always been weak actually shouted at the top of her lungs.

What should I do? Even if I hide in a place like Itomori, the vicious curse is still like a gangrene attached to my bones.

Tears welled up, but Yukino didn't wipe them away. He just stared at Hojo Kyosuke and let them flow freely on his face.

"..."

Has this person who keeps smiling been in such pain? Are you trying your best just to stay alive?"

Listening to what the other party screamed out in despair, Hojo Kyousuke's heart was full of regret.

Yes, as long as you are alive, there is hope, as long as you can still eat, you can live. But what if everything loses its flavor?

Although he has never had too many demands on food, Hojo Kyosuke will try his best to make the dishes as delicious as possible as long as he gets his hands dirty. He can't imagine what food will taste like after it loses its taste.

But just by looking at Yukino Momori's appearance, he could tell how painful it was.

He couldn't comment too much on the tragedy caused by his appearance and character, and he couldn't even say words of comfort. Because that was Xueye's own choice, and if she wasn't careful, it would become a denial of her past life.

He cannot ask everyone to be as strong as him and dare to raise their fists in life; nor can he ask everyone who encounters misfortune to meet someone like him in a timely manner like Glass.

He reached out and took out the glass of water that had been mixed with tears from Yukino Momori's hand and placed it on the table nearby.

He hugged this woman tightly into his arms. She was as soft as a balloon. She fell into his arms with just a slight tug. He held her back with his right hand and stroked her head with his left hand.

"It's in the past."

The plastic zipper of the sportswear was cold, but after hearing the gentle voice full of pity, Yukino Momori still buried her face tightly into the chest of this body that was shorter than herself.

"Woo——"

Hojo Kyousuke listened to the louder cries coming from Yukino's throat, and felt more pity for her in his heart.

This is definitely not the cry of a weak person. It is clearly a cry of a person who has carried everything. The pain continues to accumulate in his heart. Now the string that is so tight that it is about to break is finally relaxed, and the despair in his heart is finally relieved. To vent, I cry so hysterically.

"Cry, you are not alone anymore." He gently stroked the soft short hair, his voice as gentle as coaxing a baby to sleep.

"Ah wu——"

He knows, Hojo-kun knows! He really understands me!

Xueye didn't speak, but his crying voice contained some venting whimpering like a small animal.

No one knows that although she is so weak, even though she can only keep hiding and running away, she has never cried because of these misfortunes!

Because of this hateful appearance, she had no close female friends. Even if she talked to her mother about her friends, her mother never comforted or enlightened her because of the neighbors who kept coming to complain.

Therefore, Xueye did not become stronger from the ordeal, she just found her own way to survive. Although it is shameful to escape, it can make her survive with difficulty.

"Life is composed of countless "pasts" and "presents."

A gentle voice that she had never heard before slowly sounded. Xueye tried hard to stop crying and raised his head to look at that person.

The tears in her eyes blurred her vision, and Hojo-kun's face could not be seen clearly.

"Such beautiful eyes can't just be used for crying."

The warm hand gently brushed the corner of his eyes, and his vision became clear. She saw the somewhat immature girl's face looking at her with unspeakable tenderness.

She didn't know if the tears that reappeared blurred her vision again. Xueye seemed to see a handsome man who seemed to be cursed like herself, looking at her tenderly. He opened his mouth and spoke in a gentle tone. , as if afraid of waking up a sleeping baby.

He said:

"If you, Yukino, are always immersed in the past, you won't be able to see the present, and you won't be able to go to the future."

The voice really appeared in my ears. So, is that what Hojo-kun looks like?

I see, I see now, I see you. But, I still can't move forward.

"But I can no longer go to the future." She said painfully.

Every night I fear the arrival of tomorrow, and every meal that sustains my life. She struggled to swallow the tasteless food with all her strength, just to survive.

"Come on, let's try again."

Hojo Kyosuke pulled Yukino to a chair and sat down, picking up the tempura she had already put aside.

"I……"

Looking at the tempura that Hojo-kun praised highly, Yukino's black eyes were full of fear. He didn't know why Hojo-kun still let him try it after knowing everything.

"Maybe the food I feed you will be more delicious?" Hojo Kyosuke chuckled softly.

When you are in doubt, do an experiment. After controlling the variables, the only difference is the answer. When she was in the house just now, Yukino looked like she was enjoying the food, but she couldn't taste it in the kitchen.

Is it because of the location? No, after seeing the simple tables and chairs in the kitchen, he realized that Yukino Mokari must have eaten here when he lived alone.

Is the food different? No, they all come from the same land, maybe even the same asparagus, cooked by the same person.

Is that a different time? No, do you have to try your luck before you can taste the food? What's the probability each time? If this is the case, then don’t even think about it.

The only variable is your own hands! The food Xueye ate before was fed to her by himself. Whether it was because of this, you will know if you try it!

"Hojo-kun."

Looking at the chopsticks that were slowly approaching him with a piece of asparagus tempura, although the feeling of retching just now still remained in his body, the weak Yukino still decided to be brave for his God like before!

He closed his eyes, stretched out his head, opened his mouth, and bit into the asparagus wrapped in yellow coat as if he was dead.

Habitually frowning, he wanted to finish chewing and swallow the food as quickly as possible, but as soon as his tongue was released from the asparagus, Yukino opened his eyes.

Under the thick eyelashes, there are round black eyes.

how come?

"How is it?" Hojo Kyousuke asked.

"Taste! It's back!"

Although he really wanted to savor the taste that he had regained several times, after hearing the sound, Xueye swallowed the food immediately and replied in surprise.

"Try another one?"

Someone smiled, picked up a piece of eggplant tempura, and continued the experiment.

"Um!"

Yukino Mokari, who is 1.62 meters tall and looks like a mature woman in both body and face, is now sitting on a small round stool, like a child in kindergarten, waiting expectantly for the devotion of the god named Hojo Kyousuke. Hello.

Is Hojo-kun not the god in charge of agriculture, but the god of food? Or is he an omnipotent God who responds to every request?

The sun shone into the kitchen through the broken bricks, and mottled white light fell on Xueye's body. The spring sunshine is as warm as cherry blossoms, lighting up the kitchen. Just like the food stuffed into her mouth, the delicious taste blooming on her tongue made Xueye see the way forward.

“It tastes good!”

The weak yet strong Yukino seemed to want to make up for all the tears she had not shed in the last half of her life today. Although the eggplant tempura in her mouth was so delicious, she could not stop her tears.

"Want to try frying fish?"

Hojo Kyosuke took out Mitsuha Miyami's handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears of the woman who was crying with joy, and asked over the cold fried fish.

"certainly!"

After her tears were wiped away, Yukino stopped crying. She smiled and responded loudly to Hojo-kun's words that sounded like coaxing a child.

So Hojo Kyosuke used the tips of his chopsticks to cut the fried fish into bite-sized pieces and stuffed it into Yukino's mouth.

"tasty!"

Although it has cooled down, the taste of the sauce is just as described in the recipe, with the fragrance of perilla and the mellowness of peanuts. It covers all the fishy smell that may remain on the fried fish, leaving only delicious food!

After swallowing the food, Yukino Momori looked at the vegetable salad on the side. The food that she had always looked forward to before now made her full of appetite.

"Sister, what are you doing? I told you that if Teacher Xueno doesn't want to eat, don't force her!"

A dissatisfied voice came from the kitchen door, and both of them turned their heads.

Yotsuba stood at the door with an angry look on his face, his hands on his hips, looking like a little adult.

"Well, Yotsuba, it's not like this." Yukino Mokari quickly explained.

"Teacher Yukino, don't cover up for your idiot sister. She is acting like this just because you are so nice. She wants you to continue eating even after you cry. It's so cruel!"

Yotsuba was very angry. After hearing Teacher Yukino's cry, she wanted to rush over immediately to check the situation, but considering that she didn't understand some adult matters, she chose to continue eavesdropping for a while to understand the specific situation.

After a while, she found that the crying had stopped, so she quietly walked over and saw her idiot sister forcing Teacher Xueno, who had tears on his face, to eat.

This is too much!

"Such a delicious fried fish, we can't just let the two of us eat it, right? This is the food cooked by Teacher Xueno. Wouldn't it be unreasonable if she, the master, can't taste this delicious food?"

Hojo Kyosuke was fooling around casually. He had discovered that Yotsuba, a cute little girl, liked to reason with people. Maybe the little girl can feel the respect of adults from it? he guessed.

"Sister, what you said makes sense, but you still can't do this."

Yotsuba lowered his little hands on his waist and rubbed his chin instead.

"Is there a possibility that Xueye also wants to eat it?"

Yukino's problem seems to have been solved for the time being, and Hojo Kyousuke has the leisure to tease this cute sister.

"Yes, Mr. Yukino came to the kitchen just because he wanted to eat."

"Yes, Siye, I want to eat it myself, Sanye didn't force me."

Yukino said with a smile. When Hojo Kyosuke and Miyamizu Yotsuba were talking just now, she had quickly wiped her crying face, and now she has returned to her soft, weak but beautiful look.

"Then why did you let your sister feed you?" Siye found a blind spot.

"This..." Xueye was speechless.

"Every food I touch becomes more delicious because of my sister."

Looking at Yotsuba, who was wearing two braids, one eyebrow raised upward, and a cute mess, Hojo Kyosuke felt as if he could once again experience the long-lost pleasure of feeding a little lolita.

"Really?" Siye walked into the kitchen doubtfully, stood in front of her sister, opened her mouth and made a sound of "Ah~".

Hojo Kyousuke smiled at Yukino Momori, then changed his chopsticks, picked up another piece of fried fish, and put it into Yotsuba's mouth with the latter's reluctant eyes.

"Isn't there any difference?" Siye chewed a few times. Because she is a Neon person who is used to cold food, the change in hot and cold taste is not a big deal to her.

"You have to learn to listen to the sound of food! Have you forgotten what grandma taught you?" The moment the words came out of his mouth, Hojo Kyosuke himself almost couldn't help laughing.

"is that so?"

Yotsuba frowned tightly, but wasn't the fish already dead? Or do you want to communicate with the little fish while it is alive? For example, if you know its hometown, you can taste the unique flavor there?

"That's it, hurry up and continue eating with your food, it's going to be nap time soon."

Hojo Kyosuke handed a plate full of fried fish and tempura to Yotsuba, and sent the latter out of the kitchen.

"Hojo-kun is so evil-minded."

Xueye, who had been covering her mouth tightly from the beginning, finally laughed out loud after Yotsuba walked out of the door. Different from the soft smile before, this time the laughter was full of cheerfulness, just like the one that broke through the dark clouds and sprinkled the earth. As bright as a beam of sunshine.

"It's not a bad intention, Yotsuba likes it like this."

Hojo Kyosuke shrugged, then picked up the fried fish he had just finished and looked at Yukino Momori.

"Ah~"

Xueye opened his mouth knowingly and made a cute sound. Both hands were placed obediently on the slender thighs, and white light spots shone on them, making it almost impossible to see who was shining.

This woman, who had not tasted food for a long time, seemed to want to release all the hunger she had accumulated for so long.

At the beginning, he would chew it slowly and savor it carefully before swallowing it. Later, he ate so fast that Kyosuke Hojo couldn't keep up with his supply.

"Xueye, that should be enough, right?"

Hojo Kyousuke looked at the other person's slightly bulging belly and didn't dare to feed him any more.

"I'm so full, but I still want to eat more."

Yukino Mokari first sighed with satisfaction, and when she saw her belly, her face immediately turned red, and she no longer stared at the remaining dishes with dissatisfied eyes.

"Sorry, Hojo-kun, you haven't eaten enough yet."

Seeing Hojo Kyosuke pick up the plate and start eating, Yukino finally remembered that because of him, the god who had worked all morning had supported a piece of tempura until now.

"I'm fine, but Mitsuha Miyamizu's body seems to be a little unbearable."

Hojo Kyosuke smiled and joked, but it was also true. Although his body was consumed a lot and ate a lot, its durability was also high.

"Ah..." Xueye exclaimed softly. After hearing this, she thought of a question.

"What's wrong?" Hojo Kyosuke swallowed a piece of fried fish. It might be convenient for eating cold. Neon's food will not be cooked with lard, an oil that solidifies when it gets cold.

"I, if Miss Sanye comes to feed me, will it still taste good?" After saying this, Xueye quickly shook his hand:

"Of course I'm not asking Hojo-kun, you and Miss Mitsuha to come and feed me every day, I just suddenly thought of this problem."

When she said the words "feed me", Yukino's face turned red as if she wanted to bleed. If it was the god Hojo Kyousuke, she would still be able to accept it. After all, she had already decided in her heart that she would repay this controller no matter what. The god of food. But what Miss Mitsuha said... was so embarrassing.

"That's the question."

Hojo Kyosuke put down his chopsticks and felt embarrassed.

Yukino Mokari believed that Hojo Kyosuke was a god and regarded everything as the power of the god. Hojo Kyousuke is not sure whether this special phenomenon is because of his relationship with Yukino Momoka, or because of Mitsuha Miyamizu's body that triggers the magical phenomenon of body swapping.

"I will communicate with her. Anyway, you two give it a try first."

what to do? If it's just for myself, even if it's not for the possible reward. Just spending a little time every day can make this poor woman live a little easier and see the hope of moving forward. He is happy to do it.

But Mitsuba Miyamizu...

He couldn't make this decision for the other party, just like he never asked Mitsuha Miyamizu to use his body to fulfill the responsibilities that should belong to him.

The originally pleasant atmosphere suddenly stagnated, and silence fell between the two.

"Don't worry about it yet. Let's try it tomorrow and see if it's Mitsuha Miyami's body or me that can make you taste it."

Hojo Kyosuke said, and at the same time he decided in his heart that if he was the key to restoring Yukino's sense of taste, then let Yukino come to Tokyo. I just don’t know if the other party can defeat that shadow. After all, Tokyo is the sad place for the other party.

"Um!"

After hearing that Hojo Kyosuke had made the decision, Yukino immediately agreed.

As she said, she did not expect Hojo Kyosuke or Mitsuha Miyamizu to feed her every day. Being able to taste food occasionally and knowing that she would not never be able to eat normally made her look forward to the future. Even if she could eat normally only once a year, she would be very satisfied.

What she really doesn't want to see is Hojo Kyosuke being in trouble because of herself.

After eating, Yukino Momori took out mats and spread them in the room for Hojo Kyosuke and Miyamizu Yotsuba to sleep.

In fact, people in Neon, whether they are in elementary school, middle school, high school or university, do not have the habit of taking naps. After all, they finish school so early in the afternoon. If they take a nap, it is better to go home directly after class in the morning. But the habits Hojo Kyosuke brought over from his previous life made it impossible for him to accept not taking a nap. In that case, he would not be able to cheer up for the whole afternoon.

"Why waste time taking a nap when the weather is so nice?"

Yotsuba said dissatisfiedly, it was rare to meet a new friend, the beautiful teacher Yukino. She also wanted to deepen the relationship with the other party and see if it could develop to the point of calling him by his first name.

"Children will not grow taller if they don't take a nap."

Hojo Kyousuke had already taken off his sportswear jacket. Taking a nap in the current weather would not make you feel cold without a quilt, but he still covered himself with a quilt that had a faint fragrance.

"But my classmates don't take naps either, and sister, you shouldn't take naps in elementary school either, right?"

"They must not be tall. Do you think I am tall, sister?" Hojo Kyousuke had already closed his eyes.

Miyamizu Yotsuba looked at her sister, and then at Teacher Yukino who was sitting next to her and smiling slightly.

"I used to take naps when I was little," Xueye said with a smile.

"Okay, but I really want to take a bath." Siye was still a little unwilling.

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