Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"Hello, is this TAKI?"

His face was expressionless and devoid of any emotion.

"Yes, yes, I am TAKI, is this teacher Kasumi Shiko!?"

"We have received your love for "Metronome of Love", please do not support it anymore."

Toot, toot—

She originally wanted to be polite to the other party, but after hearing the voice that was as fanatical as Miss Machida said, the girl was immediately disgusted. She accidentally spoke the truth and quickly hung up the phone.

On the other side of the phone, An Yilun was still holding up his phone. He didn't even stop talking after hearing the beep of hanging up the phone, and still uttered a long list of praises for "Metronome of Love".

Wait, what did Teacher Kasumi Shiko say just now?

Tell yourself to stop supporting?

It's impossible, right? You should give yourself more support in the future, right?

Looking at the blacked out screen, An Yilun also looked confused. He still had many questions about the plot that he wanted to ask teacher Kasumi Shiko for advice. Why did the call suddenly hang up? Is the other party’s cell phone out of battery? Or is there something important? No, everyone should be free at this time, right?

…

Here, Kasumigaoka Shiu also looked at the phone after hanging up the phone. The difference was that the familiar homepage of Hojo Kyousuke was on the phone screen.

Hojo-kun, who saved "Love Metronome" to regain his self-esteem, thought it was only a trivial help.

And this? The publisher has already expressed its gratitude to TAKI for not being ashamed to come forward.

Alas--

The girl shuddered and no longer had the interest to write. I closed the computer and walked into the bathroom.

Fortunately, Ms. Machida reminded me, otherwise I would have forgotten to take care of myself tonight.

The girl was lying in the bathtub. The water had just reached the girl's chest, and her fullness, which had lost its restraint, seemed to be stretching freely in the water. Because of the bath spray, the water in the bathtub turned a light pink color, obscuring the wonderful scene below.

"However, I still really want to know Hojo-kun's arrangements for the next plot."

The girl's soft murmur came from under the white mask.

…

Dongcheng Kendo Club Activity Room

Both Kisaki Tetsuta and Onitsuka Eikichi had already left early, so Hojo Kyousuke, who had originally planned to go to the Garden of Words, did not intend to leave early. He directly announced that today's club activities were over.

As an instructor, he now has a separate lounge and separate bathroom in the kendo club, so he doesn't have to squeeze into the public bathroom with his subordinates.

After washing up and putting on a set of black casual clothes, Hojo Kyousuke fell into a dilemma.

Although he was relieved to see the little trouble caused by Mitsuha Miyamizu in the morning, he still felt a headache when he actually had to solve the matter now.

Fortunately, Onizuka Eikichi and other subordinates who regarded Hojo Kyosuke as their emotional mentor did not know about this, otherwise their faith would definitely collapse.

After thinking for a while and seeing that it was already past five o'clock, Hojo Kyosuke decided that the boat would go straight to the bridge.

Riding his motorcycle, he quickly arrived at the Garden of Words, parked the car, and took a deep breath before stepping into the restaurant door.

Now the waiters are all familiar with him, so when they see him, they just nod and ask questions instead of shouting welcome.

Miki Okudera, who had just finished ordering for a table of guests, straightened up and turned around to see Hojo Kyosuke looking at her with a smile on his face. A surprised smile appeared on her face for a moment, but then she wrinkled her nose and her face turned cold.

There's drama!

Seeing the change in the other person's expression, Hojo Kyousuke shouted happily in his heart and walked over quickly.

Miki Okudera handed the order in her hand to a colleague who was passing by, and walked to the table where Hojo Kyosuke usually sat at when eating. He didn't sit down, just stood there with his arms folded.

"Good evening, Okudera-senpai."

Someone came to Miki Okudera, admired the beauty's angry look, and said as if nothing had happened.

Hearing the familiar voice, Okudera Miki immediately wanted to respond. After all, the two had not seen each other for several days, and she missed it a little in her heart. Then she immediately scolded herself in her heart.

Okudera, Okudera, can you be of some use? He surrendered without even saying an apology.

"who are you."

As soon as these words came out of her mouth, Okudera Miki blushed with embarrassment. The coquettish tone didn't sound like a question at all, but rather like coquettishness.

Ah, why is this happening? I have obviously planned to ask clearly about what happened that night.

"I'm Hojo Kyosuke."

Hearing the voice that was full of coquettishness, Hojo Kyosuke was no longer nervous at all. It's better to go to Okudera-senpai. If Mitsuha had met Eiriri that night, she would have refused to even meet her.

"Don't think I will forgive you so easily. Why did you pretend not to know me that night? Explain to me clearly!"

A delicate blush appeared on her face. Now that the coldness she had pretended to be had been broken, Okudera Miki stopped holding on and sat on the chair that Hojo Kyousuke helped her pull out. His hands were still clasped against his chest, but his voice became more and more coquettish.

"I was not the person that night." Hojo Kyosuke, who couldn't think of any explanation, decided to tell the truth.

"Not you?"

Okudera Miki turned her head. Although she didn't intend to be angry, all she wanted was a little explanation. Even if the other party said that they didn't recognize her because the light was too dark, she could accept it.

But now Hojo Kyousuke's statement is too bullying. I wanted to ask the other party if he thought he was a fool. But when she turned around and saw the sincere expression on the other side, looking into those eyes, she began to believe it.

Just as she explained to her friend Shizuka Hiratsuka on the night of the Sakura Festival, she did see strangeness in the eyes of "Kyosuke Hojo" at that time. It was by no means a disguise. The other party really didn't know her.

"Kyosuke, do you have a twin brother?" The familiar name came back, Okudera Miki asked curiously, this was the only explanation she could think of.

"As much as I want to tell you this, my parents really only have me as their only child now."

"Then why..."

I wanted to continue asking, but Miki Okudera stopped as soon as she left her mouth. There is no point in continuing to ask about that. The key to the problem is not that at all.

"I thought you were pretending not to know me because you were with other girls." With a bright smile on her face, Okudera Miki said this with relief.

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would hide our relationship from other people?" Hojo Kyosuke said.

"What is our relationship, investors and entrepreneurs?"

Although the smile of the lady in front of him became sweeter and there was no trace of concern about the previous incident in her voice, Hojo Kyousuke was still a little numb. How to answer this now? Where is Sakura? Give me a lesson.

"But then again, I haven't even met any of Kyousuke's friends until now."

Fortunately, Okudera Miki didn't put him in too much trouble and quickly moved on to the next topic. While feeling relieved, Hojo Kyousuke said quickly.

"This is easy to handle. I will introduce you to you when I have the opportunity. When your restaurant opens, I will definitely bring them all to support you."

"Then it's settled."

Under the yellow light, that pretty face was full of happiness.

After finishing the meal, because there were not many guests tonight, Hojo Kyousuke went to the kitchen to watch the dishes prepared by the chefs.

Finally, when they got off work, he originally proposed that the two of them go shopping, but Okudera Miki said that in order to celebrate the resolution of the misunderstanding, she invited him to his home to cook a late-night snack for him.

Hojo Kyosuke immediately recalled the delicious home-cooked dishes he had eaten last time and decisively agreed.