Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

After the meal, Hojo Kyousuke followed Eiri to her bedroom, and the two sat side by side on the sofa.

"So why did you come all the way?"

Eirili leaned on the back of the sofa and turned her head slightly to look at Hojo Kyosuke and asked, her blue eyes flashing. Although it was a question, the girl's calm tone sounded as if she didn't care about Hojo Kyousuke's purpose.

Listening to Yinglili's obvious curiosity and excitement, but pretending to be calm, the evil thoughts of someone with bad intentions immediately came over.

"Our manga was rejected by the magazine!" Hojo Kyosuke said sadly.

"What! Didn't you come today to tell me the good news that the comic is about to be serialized!?"

Yinglili, who was still sitting on the sofa with a leisurely look, suddenly stood up, her little hands clenched into fists on both sides of her skirt, with a look of disbelief on her face.

When she heard the news that Hojo Kyosuke was coming to her house in the morning, she guessed that there must be progress in the manga, so she waited excitedly until now.

"How is it possible? This comic is so perfect in terms of plot, storyboards and drawings! Are all the people in the magazine blind? It's really, really..."

The girl's fair and pretty face turned red instantly. Her mind was full of anger but she couldn't find the right words to vent it. She was spinning in circles for a while.

"You are blind," someone reminded in a low voice.

"Yes, you are really blind! Which publishing house, I want my father to send a letter to them." The girl was like a cat with fried hair, her eyes as clean as sapphires seemed to be spitting out anger.

Unforgivable! The work that he and Kyousuke spent so much time on was actually rejected. The girl was furious.

Seeing Yinglili's undisguised anger, someone realized that the joke seemed to go too far, and quickly whispered:

"Well, actually the serialization has been confirmed. It is in "Weekly Shonen High" and will be available for purchase next week."

"ha!?"

The girl who was spinning in circles and muttering something to herself stopped, turned around and looked at the evil-minded boy in disbelief.

"Idiot, idiot, idiot, are you an idiot? This kind of thing is a joke. Do you know how much I care about this matter!"

Leaning down, Yinglili's little head began to make 360-degree irregular movements. Her smooth blond hair became her winning weapon, and her twin ponytails kept hitting the face of someone who dared not resist.

"Sorry, sorry, I know I was wrong!"

"Apologies are not allowed now!" The voice was still angry. Although her head was a little dizzy, the girl had no intention of stopping. It seems that thanks to the increased amount of exercise during this period, Yinglili feels that her dizziness is much later than before.

"Okay, okay, you will feel dizzy again later." Hojo Kyosuke squinted his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand and gently fixed Eiriri's head.

faint

As soon as she stopped, Yinglili felt dizzy and quickly sat on the sofa.

"You idiot, I will never help you draw again!"

With one hand on the sofa to support her head, Ying Lili turned her head and said angrily, but her sapphire eyes became clear again, and a joy filled them. The anger of this young girl who was too honest and too soft-hearted disappeared in an instant.

Great, it’s finally going to be serialized. I said this guy’s story and my drawing skills will definitely make it a success. In this way, his financial situation will improve, right? Even though her head was dizzy, the girl still remembered the reason why Hojo Kyosuke wanted to draw comics in the first place.

"It's all my fault. To make up for it, I will help Eiri-sensei sell out all her works at the fan exhibition the day after tomorrow!"

Hojo Kyosuke put his hands together in front of his forehead. He must admit his mistakes quickly and sincerely. This is his life creed. It has been like this since his last life, and because of this, he has never been beaten by his parents since he was a child.

"Who wants your help! Who do you think you are?" Upon hearing this, Yinglili's head suddenly stopped dizzy, and the corners of her mouth instantly curled up. Realizing that she could no longer control her expression, she quickly turned her head to the other side.

"Please let me help Kashiwagi Eiri-sensei to become a top doujin artist!" As a person with full perception points, Hojo Kyosuke naturally saw the smile on the girl's face. But he knew that he must not expose the opponent at this time, and the right way was to continue to pursue the victory.

"That's embarrassing! My dad will be responsible for the sales. You, a rookie like you who are going to a comic exhibition for the first time, just look around and gain experience." The girl's voice was still strong, but there was no trace of pretended anger in her voice. Disappeared.

Yes, I am a newbie, and I will enjoy the Comic Con. Hojo Kyosuke easily heard the meaning of the girl's words, and was a little touched by the girl's little temper.

"By the way, this is the royalties for this serialization."

He took out the brown paper envelopes from his pocket. Although they were all worth 10,000 yuan Yukichi Fukuzawa, there were sixty of them inside, and they were still quite heavy when pinched. Originally, Hojo Kyosuke was not used to the fact that Neon people like cash, but when he got the envelope, he just thought it smelled really good. This kind of weight that is actually held in the hand is definitely not comparable to the string of numbers in the account.

"What are you doing?" Erili held the envelope in Hojo Kyosuke's hand and leaned her little body back as if she saw something terrifying.

"Didn't we agree before? Each of us will get half of the proceeds from this comic." Hojo Kyosuke asked doubtfully.

"Ha, do you think I would like this little money?" As she spoke, Ying Lili raised her arms, straightened her white neck, raised her chin, and pointed to her room proudly:

"Even if the subsequent comics sell millions of copies, the royalties won't even buy my bedroom."

Well, Hojo Kyousuke believes this. Eiriri's home can be used as a tourist attraction. Such a building can no longer be regarded as a simple building. Its value can be described as priceless, but...

"But isn't this what we agreed from the beginning? Even if you are not short of money, I must give you your share."

"But didn't you say last time that you were short of money?" Ying Lili blurted out, and then immediately turned away: "I told you I don't want the money. You should put it away quickly, or I won't help you paint."

Haha, so that’s it. Hojo Kyosuke finally understood why the girl changed her mind about what she had promised at the beginning.

"I thank you on behalf of my stomach, but my current financial deficit has been eliminated, and the income from comics is no longer necessary for me, so Yinglili, you'd better accept it." She handed the envelope to Yinglili again. While leaning in together, Hojo Kyousuke said words that would not offend the other person's arrogant character.

"Did you suddenly dig a treasure chest full of gold bars under the cherry blossom tree?" Ying Lili turned around, folded her hands on her chest, and looked at someone with a sincere face suspiciously.

"Can't I ask my family for support?" Hojo Kyosuke joked.

"Even if your painting skills are so bad and you still want to make money on your own, I don't think you will give up easily." Ying Lili raised her snow-white neck and glanced at the boy sitting next to her like a sapphire, with a look of "I have seen through it" You look like.

"Haha, okay, actually I found a part-time job as an instructor in school." In order to allow Eri to accept the royalties with peace of mind, Hojo Kyousuke detailed the two part-time jobs as an instructor in the kendo club and why he could The reason for taking office was stated.

"You are actually so good at swordsmanship?"

Ying Lili asked in disbelief. Is it true? It’s okay to be so handsome and not to debut as an idol. I have such good grades, and now I actually say that I have the ability to be a tutor.

"It seems I can't prove it now. I will participate in the National Middle School Kendo Competition at the end of July. I will bring the winning trophy back to you then."

"Who wants to see that kind of thing!" Eiriri snorted. In fact, she believed it as soon as Hojo Kyosuke said it. This girl is as trusting as a child, and she asked that question later just because she was too surprised.

"Anyway, just accept it, otherwise I will be embarrassed to ask you for help with painting again."

It's amazing, one threatens not to help with painting in order to refuse to accept money. One threatened not to help with painting in order to give money.

"That's annoying!" Eiri stretched out her little hand and took the envelope. In Hojo Kyousuke's hand, the normal-sized envelope looked like an enlarged version in her petite hand.

"Are there actually so many?"

As soon as she pinched the envelope, the girl let out an exclamation. As a senior otaku, she has a good understanding of the comics industry and knows that the fee for a new cartoonist is generally only 1.20,000 yen per picture, and that is before tax. As for Hojo Kyosuke's envelope, although he hasn't counted it yet, the number is obviously very wrong.

"Well, because the father of one of my subordinates is the editor-in-chief of the magazine, and the subordinate who helped me negotiate is very reliable, I got a pretty good treatment. By the way, even the position for the comic series is relatively high and good. ." Hojo Kyosuke explained.

"Subordinates? Is it the Kendo Club or the Student Union?" Yinglili was keenly aware of this special word.

"Well, it's okay to say he's from the Kendo Club, but to be precise, he's a subordinate of the Bosozoku clan." Hojo Kyosuke had no intention of hiding this. They were already friends, and they should be honest about these things.

"Bosozoku!?" Eiriri's eyes widened instantly. She placed her hands on the sofa, leaned forward, and put her head in front of Hojo Kyosuke.

It's a pity that there are no benefits, Hojo Kyosuke sighed inwardly.

"Hey, I feel like you're thinking of something very rude!" The girl's intuition was very sharp, and she shrank back, with both hands in front of her chest, baring her little fangs, and looking at Hojo Kyosuke with a look of disgust.

Glancing at Pingyuan, where Eri-ri's arms were folded but nothing was squeezed out, Hojo Kyousuke moved his gaze to the window and sighed softly.

"The sunset is so beautiful."

"Asshole!" Suffering the unprecedented humiliation, Eirili instantly became furious, crawling on the sofa, crawling in front of Hojo Kyosuke, grabbing the other person's collar and shaking him back and forth.

"Since I never stayed up late and exercised too much, I have grown one centimeter! I have grown up!" The delicate and clear voice was filled with irritation and anger, and the girl vigorously defended her dignity.

"Yes, yes, Eiriri-sensei is already very old, please work harder in the future." Hojo Kyosuke still looked out the window, using no force on his body and letting Eiriri sway.

"Pervert! What you say is already huge! It's so rude!"

Yinglili felt like she was going crazy. It seemed that her mood had been ups and downs since she brought this bastard into the bedroom. She was more angry today than she had been in the previous year. But she also realized what she had said, and quickly let go of her hand and sat back on the other side of the sofa.

"What kind of bosozoku? Are they the kind of delinquent boys who fight all day long?" Eirili said with a blushing face, trying her best to sound like nothing happened.

Although they are a marginalized group, delinquency has always been an enduring theme in Ah Zhai's ACGN circle. It's strange that the bright and neon Otaku has always been the first choice for bullying by the bad guys in school, but they also like comics and animations with similar themes. Of course, the bad image in comics and animation is much better, turning into a person who practices the way of being a knight.

"If sparring in the kendo club can be considered fighting, it is indeed fighting all day long."

Yes, it may be that the Rampage Angel had already proven his strength before he took office. It may also be that his two separate actions of breaking up the team scared other organizations. In short, Hojo Kyosuke has never experienced bad fights since the Toman incident.

If those subordinates hadn't looked more vicious than the last, he would have thought they were a group of unpaid Wanshiwu employees.

"Idiot, how can sparring be considered fighting? I'm talking about the kind, peng! bang! dong! That kind of thing." As she spoke, Ying Lili clasped her hands, uttered a series of onomatopoeia, and made The act of hitting someone with a baseball bat.

The girl's cute movements made Hojo Kyousuke laugh in his heart, but on the surface he didn't dare to laugh anymore. His intuition told him that if he continued to tease, this blond kitten might really want to scratch someone.

"Ah, there are those kinds of things, but I have only experienced them twice since I became the president. And there are not that many..." Speaking of this, Hojo Kyosuke also imitated Eri's movements and made the same onomatopoeia in his mouth. .

"Only, drink, drink." He made several more knife-wielding gestures.

"Chief? You are still the bad boss!" Ying Lili exclaimed in a small voice with her round mouth, her cute expression was so cute.

"Because of some coincidence, I became the leader of the Rampant Angels."

"Is it the rampaging angel who protects students in Bunkyo Ward?"

There seemed to be stars shining in Yingli's blue eyes. Although she drew 18-ban doujinshi, she was just a good girl in life. It seemed that things on the other side of the city were too exciting for her. Has an unusual appeal.

Maybe this is why the protagonists of those shojo comics always have some identity. Although the mainstream princes and knights are beautiful, alternative excitement is also essential.

"Well, we should be the only bad organization left in Bunkyo District."

Hearing Hojo Kyosuke's admission, Eirili couldn't help leaning back, folding her hands on her chest, and looked at Hojo Kyosuke carefully as if she were meeting him for the first time.

The hair is very ordinary broken hair. Although it looks better than the average boy, it only feels like the overall blessing. Face... no, this face is too inconsistent.

Even in American comics, such a handsome face does not appear, let alone a delinquent boy with such a face. It can be said that he is the male protagonist of the top academic series. Eiriri used her excellent painting talent to draw a pair of glasses for Hojo Kyosuke.

But when I think about the solid muscles I felt when they first met, and the huge strength to pick myself up effortlessly, is this a gentle monster? Yinglili thought wildly.

"Hurry up and tell me how you became the commander-in-chief and how you fought two times. I want to accumulate painting materials." The girl asked impatiently.

...Are you sure you want to use it as material and not just out of curiosity?

While complaining in his heart, Hojo Kyosuke did not refuse. Over time, he told the story of how he accidentally became the president of the Kendo Club when he joined the Kendo Club, and how he overthrew two organizations by himself in order to save his subordinates and help them establish a correct view of love. Speak up.

The series of experiences made Yingli Li gape, her little mouth never closed, and even her little tiger teeth looked cute.

"No wonder you can serve as the instructor of the kendo club, but, Kyousuke, are you a template for an anime protagonist? Why do you have such great kendo ability with such good grades?"

After a long time, Yinglili closed her mouth, stretched out her pink tongue to moisten her dry lips, and said in disbelief.

"This is all because of my own efforts!"

Hojo Kyosuke categorically denied that he was a template for a protagonist. He clearly only had a system that required the host to remind him to issue a "ding". His current strength was all due to his hard work.

"This is too...what's so amazing? It's not just through hard work that I have the painting skills I have now!"

The girl hummed. He was obviously a boy one year younger than me, but he had become something like an urban legend. Moreover, the Handless Demon really looks like the title in the game. No, the main character in Kyosuke’s book also needs to use this nickname!

Looking at Yinglili's thick glasses, someone who had always been shameless suddenly felt guilty.

Alas? its not right.

"Eiriri, where are your glasses?" The few times we met, the girl wore wide black glasses with thick lenses. This time when Hojo Kyousuke came here, he only focused on admiring the girl's beautiful figure. Only now did he realize this.

"Idiot, I'm wearing contact lenses." Ying Lili said casually, still shocked by the efforts and incredible experience of the boy next to her.

“But wouldn’t wearing contact lenses be very uncomfortable?”

In order to pursue comfort, she has been wearing green sports uniforms since elementary school. Even in junior high school, she bought the same sportswear because she was used to the comfort. She actually wears uncomfortable contact lenses at home. why is that?

"Hey, I also wear contact lenses in school."

With a delicate yet strong voice, the girl's pretty fair face instantly turned red to the back of her ears. If her mother hadn't warned her about Hojo Kyousuke's arrival last time, she wouldn't have worn embarrassing black glasses to meet him. This time she dressed up for the meeting between the two of them, and this idiot actually found out now this point!

"Okay, if you feel uncomfortable, you'd better wear rimmed glasses. I think you'll look good no matter what glasses you wear." Hojo Kyosuke said sincerely. This is the truth. With Eiriri's appearance, even if Even black-rimmed glasses can't seal it.

"Pervert! Who cares whether you think it looks good or not!"

Hearing these words of concern, the girl suddenly remembered the last time the other party taught her to do eye exercises. She felt warm in her heart and bared her little tiger teeth at the same time. She looked at this hateful guy fiercely with her blue eyes.

"Okay, okay." Hojo Kyosuke knew that the other party had heard it. He could now call himself "Eiri's exclusive translator" and knew that what the other party said had to be understood in a special way.

"What are your plans for the Comic Con on Saturday?" He asked about the second thing he came here for today.