Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

After sending the friend application, the girl looked at the phone without blinking. While waiting anxiously, her little feet wrapped in black silk kept tapping the floor with her heels.

"Senior Kasumigaoka, isn't the line here a little inappropriate?"

The sudden voice made the girl stop tapping her heels, reluctantly looked away from the phone, and looked up at the owner of the voice.

"Huh? What's your name?" The girl straightened up and leaned back on the chair, with no emotion in her tone.

"I'm a showman, senpai."

The boy wearing gold-rimmed glasses and the most popular hairstyle said, even when faced with such an answer, he still had a smile on his face that looked like a toothpaste advertisement.

"So, what are you doing here?"

"I'm the president of the drama club, senior." Hideto smiled.

"Then why don't you go to rehearsal?" The girl's voice was still cold. Although her burgundy eyes were looking forward, she did not focus at all on the boy speaking in front of her.

"We have a little question about senior's script." The showman still had a toothpaste advertisement smile on his face.

"Go and watch it a few more times." The girl's pointed chin was raised slightly.

"What?" Xiu Ren was stunned.

"If you watch it a few more times, you won't feel that way anymore. If you still have questions, you might as well watch it a few more times."

After saying that, Kasumigaoka Shiyu lowered her head, and the picture on the phone screen covered by her palm seemed to have changed.

"I'm sorry to bother you, senpai. Come on, Hideto. I want you to stop being so self-righteous."

A girl with cute braids ran over and bowed to Kasumigaoka Shiu, then quickly pulled Hideto away who was stunned.

The person in the way was gone, and Kasumigaoka Shiyu could finally look at her phone.

Passed! The girl cheered in her heart.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" - Sayuka

He is indeed a polite person. Finally, he contacted Hojo-kun. The girl looked at the message on the screen and was inexplicably excited.

Through various things in the chat group and Onizuka Eikichi's words, she made a simple portrait of Hojo Kyosuke in her mind. He must be humble and polite, and he doesn't take credit for helping him so much. Even if he refuses his invitation for an interview, he has to send his subordinates to explain it.

Now when she looked at the news, it turned out that the other party perfectly matched the image she had imagined.

"Hello, I noticed your ID. Do you also like the book "Metronome of Love"?" In a chat room where everyone has a copy of "Metronome of Love", the girl with long black hair calmly typed this sentence talk.

"Yes, is the 'straight person' in your ID the name of the male protagonist of this novel?"

That's right, in order to increase the success rate of adding friends, the girl deliberately changed her ID to the name of the male protagonist who matched the female protagonist.

"Yes, because I like straight people very much, I changed my ID as soon as I read the book." Although the male protagonist was only created to portray the heroine, he is now playing an unexpected role.

"I also like Naoto very much. I always feel like I see the shadow of a friend of mine in him."

On the other side, Miyamizu Mitsuha, who was resting on the kendo club chair, was also surprised. He didn't expect that he would meet a fellow fan as soon as he joined the chat room. It's obviously a bad chat room, how could there be people who like this kind of light romance novel?

Oh, by the way, maybe Kyosuke recommended them to watch it. The girl remembered what Onizuka Eikichi said last time. Although she wanted to continue chatting with this new friend, she had more important things to do at the moment.

"I just finished the club activities. I'm going to clean up and talk later." - Sayuka

bath! ?

"it hurts!"

In the drama club, the girl who was holding her cell phone tightly in both hands and waiting for a reply suddenly stood up, but she bumped into an iron drawer.

Ignoring the black stockings torn by the drawer and the pain in her legs, the girl first picked up her phone and replied:

"Okay, let's talk later."

Fortunately, the thing that tore her stockings seemed to be very small. There were only two faint blushes on the white skin at the torn place, which was not too serious.

Hojo-kun has finished his work, I should go home too.

With this thought in mind, the girl picked up her schoolbag hanging on the left side of the desk and walked out of the classroom. She didn't belong to the drama club to begin with. She only appeared here because the teacher at the school asked her to help write the script and guide the members, so she could come and go freely.

"Goodbye, senior~" The senior student with braids whose name I don't remember just now shouted loudly from behind.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu turned around, showed a smile and nodded to her.

When I got home, my mother had already prepared dinner, but my father had something to do at the company and had not returned yet.

"Xiao Shi seems to be in a good mood today."

Putting it on the table, Kasumigaoka Masae looked at her daughter who had her mouth full and pressed the power button of her phone to check from time to time and said with a smile.

"...No." Kasumigaoka Shiyu's left leg, which was resting on his right leg under the table, quietly stopped, and the smile on his face immediately faded.

"Haha~ Eat some carrots, Xiaoshi, you can't hide the happiness on your face. Did you meet someone interesting?" Kasumigaoka Masae used chopsticks to pick up some carrots and put them into his daughter's bowl.

Not all restaurants in Neon serve separate meals. Most families usually eat together, and only aquatic products, fried salads and other foods are shared. After all, not every home has a dishwasher, and even full-time housewives don’t like washing so many dishes.

"Well, I got in touch with the person who recommended my book after school today." After hearing her mother's words, the girl's pretty fair face blushed, but she recovered quickly and answered her mother in a calm tone.

"So that's it."

Kasumigaoka Masae nodded clearly and did not ask any more questions. My daughter, who has been independent and strong since she was a child, is not the kind of little girl who will lie in her mother's arms and act coquettishly. If she is careful, she will go to another courtyard to retreat and write.

She also heard from her husband about recommending books. After the novel written by her daughter was published, it was unexpectedly unpopular, and the bookstore even had to return it all to the publisher. During that time, she saw her daughter's haggardness in her eyes, and couldn't help but comfort her a few more times. Then her daughter ran to her unused apartment alone and announced that she would retreat to write.

Kasumigaoka Masae didn't feel that her daughter was unfilial. She could understand that her daughter's super strong temper was terrible when something like this happened. She wished she could turn back time and go back to the time before she wrote the novel. She said to her at that time:

"Stop writing. What you write is rubbish that no one will read."

That's it, she could imagine that scene. This daughter, who has been the pride of the couple since childhood, is too proud and too strong. If something like this happened, I'm afraid it would be more uncomfortable than death for her. All she can do is learn about the latest situation from the publishing house's editor Machida every day, and deliver meals to her daughter regularly.

Last week, when she went to deliver breakfast to her daughter in the morning, she opened the door and saw her daughter and Miss Machida sleeping together on the sofa.

She was shocked and quickly woke them up. Her daughter had seen such an indecent scene and ran to the bathroom on the pretext of washing up, leaving the editor, Ms. Machida, to explain the whole story. She also said that she knew about it at that time. Daughter’s novel comes back to life.

Later, Editor Machida also told her the reasons for the popularity of the novel she investigated, and the name Hojo Kyosuke appeared for the first time in their world as a couple.

Therefore, when she heard her daughter say that she had gotten in touch with the person who recommended her novel, she immediately understood why her daughter was so happy. Looking at his daughter who was eating her meal quickly with her cheeks puffed up, Kasumigaoka Masae felt amused. Has such a proud and strong-willed daughter finally found someone she is interested in?

"I'm stuffed!"

After swallowing the food in his mouth and talking to his mother, Kasumigaoka Shiyu placed the bowls and chopsticks neatly on the table, then eagerly grabbed her cell phone and walked to the bedroom upstairs.

"You should express your gratitude to the other person properly."

Hearing the words of her mother behind her, the girl walking on the stairs almost lost her footing. Without answering, the girl walked up the stairs a little faster.