Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Damn it, this disgusting guy is really up to no good when he shows up. Kyousuke is right to be worried.

Seeing Eiri's pitiful look, Mitsuha Miyamizu was furious. Although they had only been together for one morning, she already quite liked this girl who was one year older than her but still looked like a little girl. Such a cute creature should be pampered well.

She had been mentally prepared long before. She told herself that she could no longer be as submissive as she was when she faced the yin and yang trio of fashionable bracelets in school, and she had to be as strong as Hojo Kyosuke. Hojo Kyousuke, who was still an elementary school student, could use his wits to punish those who bullied him. There was no reason why he, who had grown so much, couldn't do it!

Struggling to push away the girls surrounding her, she planned to lift An Yilunya's disgusting guy and throw it to the edge of the exhibition hall.

"Is this your work Eiriri? Are you finally going to reveal your identity as an otaku?" An Yilun here was still talking as if he had discovered a new world, and even leaned towards the table There was enough inside to get Yinglili to answer him.

This bastard! The miko's anger level increased again. Fortunately, she finally reached a position where she could reach An Yirunya. She grabbed the schoolbag behind the latter's back with one hand and lifted his feet off the ground.

Eiriri seemed to finally break free from the fear of having her real name called out on the spot. Looking at Aki Rinya, who was being held by Hojo Kyosuke in his hand, this soft-hearted guy actually showed a trace of unbearable expression, and even wanted to Let Kyousuke put him down, but...

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Yinglili, is this your friend? What is he doing?" An Yilun in the air was also moving his hands and feet randomly, and continued to shout Yinglili's name.

It’s terrible, it’s really terrible! Knowing that he has been hiding his otaku side, he kept shouting his name in front of so many people! Yinglili's sapphire eyes were immediately surrounded by tears, and the last trace of guilt in her heart for her former childhood sweetheart quietly dissipated.

After Miyamizu Mitsuha grabbed An Yirunya, she ignored his struggle and grabbed him like a chicken. While saying sorry to the people in front of her, she pushed through the crowd of spectators and walked from the path next to her station. Went in. Although she wanted to cover his mouth, she always felt that it would be disgusting, so she just quickened her pace.

The back of the exhibition hall is crowded with stalls. Only the two rows of stalls at the entrance are open space in the back due to safety concerns.

In front of the stall, although the protagonist of the farce left, everyone noticed the handsome guy who could easily lift a boy with one hand. Looking at the beautiful muscles of the shirtless male protagonist on the billboard, they all looked at the male protagonist. Overlapping with the handsome guy in the stall. Suddenly the girls who had just been there were even more excited, and the boys were also curious about what was so good about the works being sold by such a fierce man, and they all swarmed up.

The influx of customers forced Mr. Spencer to turn his attention away from Hojo Kyosuke and concentrate on selling.

"Go Lily, go find Kyousuke-kun, mom and dad are here." Sayuri Sawamura leaned down slightly and patted her daughter's little head, encouraging with a gentle smile on her face.

"Yes!" The tearful Eirili raised her head and glanced at her mother, then wiped her eyes vigorously with the back of her hand, stood up and ran towards Hojo Kyousuke's position.

Behind the stall, where Kasumigaoka Shiu had been spying secretly, the girl with black hair and red eyes did not expect to see such a farce. Sure enough, the real name of Eri Kashiwagi Eri did not openly reveal the identity of the author. There is a reason.

As a genius who is always number one in the school and has a superior IQ, she has been watching and naturally saw the key to the matter through the words of the boy who was taken away by Hojo-kun, as well as the expressions on the faces of Hojo-kun, Kashiwagi Eri and others.

"Are you finally going to reveal your identity as an otaku?"

When he heard these words while standing in the back, this girl who had always been a bit sinister couldn't help but laugh out loud. At the same time, she felt a little sympathy for the pale-faced Eri Kashiwagi. You already know that others are hiding their identities, but you still ask out loud, are you helping that teacher Eri Kashiwagi reveal his identity?

Looking at the people who were constantly flocking to the stalls, the girl had to admit that the only people in this world who could attract people, apart from outstanding people like Hojo-kun, were the kind of idiots who spoke freely.

So the longer I spend time with people, the more I like dogs, except of course, Hojo-kun. Thinking this, Kasumigaoka Shiyu took a few steps to the side and got out of the way of Hojo Kyosuke, who was carrying someone with an angry face.

Now is not a good chance to meet. Even if the two of them didn't meet for the first time under the pink cherry blossom snow, they should have bumped into each other's eyes through the gap between the books on the bookshelf, although now the teacher Eri Kashiwagi The pitiful appearance is just pleasing to the eye.

Looking at Teacher Eri Kashiwagi running hurriedly in front of him, looking at the barren figure like a primary school student, the condescending teacher Kasumi Shiko smiled contemptuously in her heart.

First round, complete victory.

Then she borrowed a chair from the next stall with a Higuchi Kazuha and sat there to watch the show. She had to write this down carefully, as it might become a powerful weapon against her opponents in the future.

As for why he did not continue to generously use Fukuzawa Yukichi with a face value of 10,000 and switched to a Higuchi Ichiha with a face value of 5,000, of course it is because it is just a temporary borrowing of a chair that does not require that much money. Even if it is 5,000, it is considered This is not a commodity but someone else’s own use. Could it be because I have no money? How can it be.

"Hey, let me go, who are you?" There was no resistance, and he couldn't break free from that hand. He couldn't even break free of his schoolbag.

"Shut up, An Yilun, you are such a disgusting guy."

"How do you know my name?"

Ah? An Yilun too? Where have you heard this name? Kasumigaoka Shiha on the side did not expect to have an unexpected gain. After careful recall, she found that this was the real name of the online blogger named TANK that the editor, Ms. Machida, had mentioned. Is it called TANK? Does it mean a complete failure? It really suits him.

It's a pity that there is no food stall in this exhibition hall. The girl really wishes she had a piece of food in her hand at this moment, which would make it more interesting.

"How did I know you..."

I even know where your home is and what your parents do. If Kyousuke hadn't just investigated his subordinates' orders, you might have been stripped naked and hung at the school gate last night. When Miyamizu Mitsuha reviewed the records in the "Chief Support Team" chat room today, he saw how Onitsuka Eikichi, Danma Ryuji and others taught the three idiots who robbed Hojo Kyosuke a lesson. His views were really refreshed.

That is to say, Kyousuke didn't tell anyone about the disgusting things that An Yilun also did, otherwise those "righteous" villains Onizuka might have taught him a lesson as early as the investigation.

"Kyosuke, put him down."

Eirili followed, but she was not saying this now because of An Yirunya, but because she was afraid that Kyosuke, who looked angry, would do something bad.

After all, on Neon's side, as long as you make the first move, you are fully responsible. Therefore, when a conflict occurs, those who look fierce will only perform some comical tricks, and even touch the other person ten centimeters away from the other person's body with their hands as if they dare not touch precious works of art as a provocation, just to let the other person take the initiative. Take action. Neon's tongue-licking culture may also have originated from this. There is a lack of vocabulary for swearing. Adding changes in tone can make you curse more.

"Hmph!" Mitsuha Miyami snorted coldly and threw the things in his hands hard.

After a second of flight, with a bang, An Yilun also rolled on the ground four times before stopping.

"It hurts! You guy, what are you doing?" An Yilun, who was wailing on the ground with his arms folded, also shouted loudly, and then the eyes of the housekeepers who were studying the shopping guide were attracted again.

"Why do you dare to ask?"

I admit that I am a little bit uncontrollable about Hojo Kyousuke's power that has surged again recently, but for what you just did to Eiri, even if you get another beating, it won't be unjust, and you hindered our sales activities in the first place.

Mitsuha Miyamizu, who was originally worried about whether he had struck too hard, saw that An Yilun was still yelling so energetically, and the anger he had just vented surged up again. Immediately, he was about to step forward and let him see the unparalleled martial arts of the strongest and most ferocious villain in Tokyo, the demon-sama who ran rampant without any hands.

She was determined to use this nasty guy as proof of her transformation, and let Hojo Kyosuke take a good look at her. Mitsuha Miyamizu was not a fool who ate and drank all day long. Even if she were to live in Hojo Kyousuke's life, she would still be able to do well!

Fortunately, Hojo Kyosuke doesn't know what the little miko is thinking at this moment, otherwise he might regret why he has to work harder to fulfill his talents for the competition recently. Please hurry up and forget all those messy things. Don't you feel ashamed!

"Kyosuke, that's enough." Eirili stretched out her hand to grab the angry boy beside her, and walked past him towards An Yirunya over there.

"Yinglili." An Yilun also stretched out his hand. He thought his childhood friend was here to pull him up.

"That's enough, Lun Ye, this is the last time I call you that." Ignoring the hand, Ying Lili lowered her head, and her delicate voice, which was always full of energy, lost its vitality at this moment.

"Yinglili..."

"Please call me Eri Kashiwagi. I am just a fan creator here."

"Aren't we friends?"

"Yes, we used to be friends who talked about everything. I even worked hard to learn painting for the ridiculous agreement I made with you, so that I could become a painter and complete our game with you."

For this reason, I was stunted and became highly myopic because of staying up late. No, maybe I was blind from the beginning.

"Ah, Yinglili, you still remember that dream, I will be the president of the game company, and you will be my original animator."

To Mitsuha Miyamizu's surprise, An Yilun, who looked miserable just now, suddenly became excited when he mentioned the game.

"Of course I remember that just today, I took the first step to become a creator. But what about you, Lun Ye, what did you do for the agreement between us?"

Mitsuha Miyamizu looked at Eiri. The girl still had her head lowered, her arms hanging on both sides of her body, and her two small fists clenched. The voice was full of disappointment, and Miss Miko didn't know whether it was Eiri's disappointment at herself for naively working hard for her childhood promise, or her disappointment at the destruction of her beautiful childhood memories.

She finally understood the meaning of the sentence in the character profile that Kyousuke Hojo made for Eiri, "Maybe because of the agreement she made when she was young to pretend to be someone else's bride, she has been looking forward to being someone else's bride when she grows up." It turns out that there really are such innocent and cute girls!

Even the cute and easy-to-deceive Sayaka wouldn't be so naive. The miko lady felt that her heart was instantly melted by cuteness, and then she turned her head and glared at An Yirunya fiercely. Fortunately, the latter is now fully focused on Ying Lili, otherwise she might be frightened to the point of peeing in an instant.

"I, I am playing every game that appears on the market!" An Yilun also panicked for a moment, and then said confidently.

"Are you learning how to write the most important script when making a game? Or how about your Chinese scores in school?"

Eiriri finally raised her head. There were no tears in Mitsuha Miyamizu's eyes as she had imagined. Those blue eyes were bright again. Although she was asking a question, she did not wait for An Yilun's answer. Instead, she answered directly for him in a coquettish voice.

"Because I am addicted to games, my grades in all subjects are only average in the class."

"..." An Yilun, who had already gotten up from his sleeping position and was sitting on the ground, also looked at the strange childhood sweetheart opposite him. He wanted to refute but was speechless. What should I do? According to the plot in the game, another beautiful girl should come out to save the situation at this time, right? He didn't even dare to look at Yinglili's face, and turned his head slightly to look around.

"So, what about the music needed for the game? There isn't one, right? Or are you going to take advantage of your naturally stupid cousin?"

After saying this, Ying Lili bared her little tiger teeth and tried her best to look at An Yilun with a contemptuous expression.

"How do you know Michiru, but it is indeed feasible to let her do the music. As for the script, I just met a best-selling light novel writer some time ago. If it is her, she will definitely be able to write a perfect game script! "

right! It’s not like I didn’t do anything! An Yilun, whose fingers were groping wildly on the ground, also stopped moving to relieve his embarrassment.

"Then why should the other party, who is a best-selling light novel author, help you write the script?"

As if she could see her own heart clearly with each question, Yinglili raised her arms and crossed her chest. She no longer deliberately made a contemptuous expression on her face, but with a slight smile.

Well done Lily, you've grown up. Next to her, Mitsuha Miyamizu saw the expression on the girl's face and cheered in her heart. At this time, she had to use Aunt Sayuri's nickname to show her relief. Compared with the previous expression, the current smile's sarcasm level is directly at full range.

Yes, why should I help you write the script?

Watching a movie, I saw Kasumigaoka Shiyu on her body and thought in confusion, is it because you are thick-skinned? Thinking of the other party's performance last time, she could only come up with this explanation.

"As long as Yinglili joins in, no matter how sincerely I talk to Teacher Xia Shizi, the other party will definitely agree!" An Yilun on the ground also said such passionate words.

Hey, hey, don't mention my name again. Such a beautiful pen name seems to be tainted when it comes out of your mouth. Is it your stupidity that gives you the courage to be so confident?

Sitting aside, Kasumigaoka Shiyu's delicate little face was full of astonishment, and her burgundy eyes were slightly glazed over. The little hands placed on those legs couldn't help but exert a little force, and several attractive depressions suddenly appeared on the plump legs wrapped in black stockings.

"Don't tell me that I am just a newly debuted fan artist. Even if you are a top artist in the fandom world, it is not easy to cooperate with such a writer. Do you really know what you are talking about? An Yilun."

Yinglili looked at An Yilun in disbelief. Although her mother always said that she was naive, she felt that An Yilun was really playing games and ruining his brain. The lines in the anime could actually be used in reality. heard in.

"Then I will work hard to make money and hire Teacher Xia Shizi to write the script."

So, I told you to stop calling out my pen name. Being associated with people like you will make the name Kasumi Shiko lose all popularity!

Looking at the people around her who were looking at An Yilunye in disbelief, the girl with black hair and red eyes couldn't help but bump her feet irritably.

"Well, do you know how much money a best-selling light novel writer can make from one work?" A girl who had been watching for a long time couldn't help but said.

"Of course I know. Teacher Kasumi Shiko's debut work "Love Metronome" has sold a total of 100,000 copies. According to the average newcomer's 10% share, after tax, it is about 4 million." Speaking of what he is best at, An Yi Lun Ye suddenly said loudly.

"Then why do you have the illusion that an otaku like you, who is bad at studying, can earn enough to hire that kind of writer just by working part-time?" The unknown girl couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, Mika, let's go to the stall in front and have a look." A boy wearing a beautiful girl's pain clothes smiled apologetically at Mitsuha Miyamizu, and pulled his girlfriend away from the battlefield.

"In the future, after I work..." An Yilun, who did not expect to be suddenly attacked by a passerby NPC, also tried hard to defend himself.

"Based on your academic performance, what kind of job can you find in the future?" Miyamizu Mitsuha said and became excited. Hojo Kyosuke is a real academic leader. Even he is now at the forefront of the class in Itomori.

"Don't call me Yinglili again, we haven't gotten to know each other that well yet."

Looking at An Yilun who was still showing no intention of introspection on the ground, Ying Lili was a little disappointed. Really, how could she ever feel sad for such a person?

Fortunately, I met Kyousuke, otherwise I don't know how naive I would have been. Thinking of Kyousuke's angry look just now because of her, Eiri felt her heart warm, and the sadness of shattered childhood memories disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Wouldn’t it be great to create new memories from now on? With Kyousuke's help, his debut work will definitely achieve "sold out" in one fell swoop.

"Come on Kyosuke, let's go help our parents."

Turning around, the girl had an unabashed smile on her face, and even directly asked Hojo Kyosuke to help. Really, it wastes so much of my time. If I sell out the doujinshi later, I will have less time to go shopping with Kyosuke later.

"Yes!" He turned around and glared at An Yirunya again, Mitsuha Miyamizu obediently let Erili pull her sleeves and walk forward.

"Yinglili, wait!" An Yilun, who was on the ground, finally noticed the strange looks at him from the people around him, and quickly got up and ran to Yinglili, hoping to get the other person to explain clearly.

"So, don't call me Yinglili! Who are you?"

Ying Lili turned around and kicked An Yi Lunye's calf with a precise kick from her small brown leather shoe. The voice was as proud as ever.

"Ah——" An Yilun also screamed and fell to the ground.

"How dare you come after me?" Mitsuha Miyamizu blamed himself. His reaction to using Hojo Kyosuke's body was not as fast as Eiri's, and he immediately wanted to make up for his sins with a kick.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry Kyosuke, your mission today is to help me sell out all the doujinshi. Let's go find our parents quickly."

Next to her, Eiriri, who had just witnessed the terrifying power of Hojo Kyosuke, quickly took her arm and spoke in a rare low voice.

"It's really irritating." Mitsuha Miyamizu is still a little aggrieved. Compared to An Yilunya, Yamanaka Jun who has now reborn doesn't know how many times better.

Then the two of them walked to the stall without looking back and began to deal with the surge in customers again.

On the other side, Kasumigaoka Shiu, who had seen the farce end, was just about to leave the exhibition when she saw a familiar person.

Onizuka Eikichi appeared out of nowhere and took several of his subordinates who had just lined up together. He clenched his fists and walked towards Aki Tomoya, who was still sleeping on the ground with his legs in his arms with a grin on his face. Then several people lifted him up and walked to the bathroom.

Oh, it turns out there is a decompression project.

Seeing this, Shiyu Kasumigaoka, who was also disgusted by tanking An Yirun just now, finally breathed a sigh of relief. She, who had been hanging out with Hojo Kyosuke's support group all day long, naturally knew what An Yirun would encounter next.

Then, it's time for me to go home and finish the second volume of "Metronome of Love" as soon as possible. Even if you can't catch up with Hojo-kun, you definitely can't be caught up by that yellow-haired girl!

Although what An Yilun said just now is ridiculous, it still sounded a warning for the girl. If Eri Kashiwagi becomes a creator comparable to herself, then her identity will be discounted again in front of Hojo-kun.

The girl wearing an elegant long dress that was incompatible with doujinshi exhibitions swayed her graceful lines towards the exit of the exhibition hall, raised her hand to cover her mouth and yawned.

On the other side, I don’t know whether it’s because the influence of the previous incident is still there, or because of the existence of the two waiter girls, Hojo Kyosuke and Sawamura Sayuri, but the business of their stall is so good that even the newcomers from the top clubs can’t compare with them.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Sayuri saw a lot of topics discussing Teacher Eri Kashiwagi on the blog, and the "egoistic-lily" website they had built early also attracted a large number of people.

"Is Mr. Kashiwagi Eri the vest of some top painter? Such painting skills don't look like a newcomer at all!"

"Is anyone still there? Can you buy me a copy? I'll pay double the price."

"No, no, there are too many people in line, and I only managed to grab one copy."

"It's a pity that the author doesn't seem to be here. I really want to autograph it."

"Ah ah ah, stop reading it, it's so shameful!" Listening to Kyosuke Hojo next to her constantly reading the rumors on the website, Erili's face turned red.

"The heroine's character really impressed me so much that I strongly urge a sequel, or maybe it should be turned into a game!"

"I always feel that the protagonist's character is a bit familiar..." Miyamizu Mitsuha said as he muttered and closed his mouth. By the way, she hasn't seen the content of Ying Lili's works until now.

"Eri, Teacher Kashiwagi Eri seems to have become popular." Miss Miko said with a smile.

"Is this just enough to satisfy you? My goal is to be at the top of the industry." Ying Lili said disdainfully, turning her back and already beaming with joy.

"Hello, I want a copy."

"Sorry, the last copy has just been sold." Mrs. Sayuri's voice came from the front, and Mr. Spencer next to her also shouted loudly to the people in line behind:

"I'm very sorry, all are sold out."

Although he was very sorry, Mr. Spencer's voice was full of happiness and excitement as he raised a hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

What? Already sold out! ?

Mitsuha Miyamizu suddenly raised her head, she was planning to buy a copy for her collection!

"Really, really..."

Yinglili on the side also came out of her shameful state and stood up all of a sudden. Her sapphire eyes were shining with disbelief, and she couldn't even say a complete sentence.

"Already sold out?" There was a clear tremor in the girl's clear voice.

Even though she had said such and such things in order to let Hojo Kyosuke enjoy the doujin exhibition with peace of mind, she was actually extremely nervous about her debut as a fighting girl. In the past few days, I could only relieve my tension a little when I was with Hojo Kyosuke and was amused by his idiotic behavior.

"Yes, congratulations, Teacher Eri Kashiwagi."

As he said that, the Spencers clapped gently. The people in the stall next to them understood what was happening and clapped along with them, while looking at this side with envy.

Even for those fan clubs that have been famous for a long time, "selling out" is a great thing, because it means that one's work is truly welcomed by everyone, and countless days and nights of hard work have been affirmed.

"You actually did it?" I didn't live up to the expectations of my parents and Kyousuke! Yinglili covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.

Noticing that the people around her were also applauding, the girl quickly covered her hat with one hand and bowed to thank those who applauded.

"a!"

The excitement in her heart could no longer be suppressed. The girl suddenly turned around and hugged Hojo Kyousuke, who was still applauding, and then the sound of more violent crying could be heard.

Mitsuha Miyamizu was stunned for a moment when those two slender arms suddenly hugged her body, and then she raised her hand and gently stroked Eiri's head. Whether it was from Hojo Kyosuke's memo or from the little girl's various little actions today, she could see the other person's nervousness.

Although Eiri said at first that all her works would be sold out instantly, Mitsuha Miyamizu clearly saw that Teacher Eri Kashiwagi, who was squatting behind the desk and responsible for replenishing supplies, would be happy as long as he saw a doujinshi sold. He clenched his fists and immediately took out a book from the box to make up for it.

When she sees a long queue in front of the stall, she will turn her back to everyone with a happy and satisfied expression; when she hears the housekeepers praising her exquisite painting skills, she will look at herself with a proud expression; When someone said that the plot was running out of ideas, she would snort and angrily squat down to count how many doujinshis were left...

Therefore, Mitsuha Miyamizu can understand Eiriri's mood at this moment better than anyone else. The uneasiness and fear of opening up a new world, the expectation and nervousness of whether one's works can be recognized by others, the doubts of whether one's ability is enough to enter the field of creators, the anxiety of whether past efforts will be successful...

Thank you for your hard work, Yinglili.

Looking at the girl crying with joy and feeling the moisture coming from her body, Miss Miko gently stroked the brown beret and said softly:

"Congratulations, Yingli."

"Idiot, you can call me Yinglili now."

Saying this, the girl let go of her hand and raised her little face, her tears wiped away long ago, and she looked at the boy in front of her after a hard day's work with her blue eyes. His voice also regained its strength again, and he even proudly said his real name in a clear voice.

Really, this is the success of both of us. Can you cry with me too? What a fool! Thinking of this, Yinglili, who was full of joy, couldn't wait to give the gift to the other party that she had worked on for most of the night last night.

Mitsuha Miyamizu was about to ask her if she was so afraid of being exposed, then he noticed that as the products were sold out and time passed, there were no people around their stall now. Well, it’s still the same Yinglili.

Looking at the empty box, she said sadly:

"Oh, I also want to buy a copy for my own collection."

"What an idiot. How can anyone pay for the goods they sell?"

Eiriri seems to have really grown up a lot after experiencing the Aki Rinya incident. Now when facing Hojo Kyosuke, she is no longer just a tsundere. Even the ridicule has become much more natural. It seems that she has really let go of that episode. past.

"but……"

"Lily, when are you going to give this to Kyosuke-kun?" Mrs. Sayuri, who was cleaning up the stall, took out a package that could be easily identified as a book from the box containing miscellaneous items.

"Ah! Mom! Why do you want to take it out now!"

Seeing what her mother was holding, Yinglili immediately ran over, grabbed it, and held it in her arms, raising her arms in protest loudly.

Really, if I gave it to Hojo Kyosuke now, that guy would definitely think that today’s sell-out was all due to him, and then he would start to get carried away. You should wait until you have a celebration party at home and pretend that you missed it!

…

If it was Kyosuke, he would have thought of it already. Mitsuha Miyamizu looked at the girl with a red face and claws and teeth. It's cute, but it still needs to be treated.

"It's all your fault for being careless. Now you have to be responsible for buying her. Hurry up, five hundred yuan." Eiriri moved to Hojo Kyousuke's side in small steps. She had already "quietly" torn off the packaging on the book. .

Holding the hard-covered doujinshi in his hand, which looked like it was not a deluxe edition printed on ordinary paper, Miyamizu Mitsuha silently took out his wallet, took out a five hundred yen coin and handed it over.

"snort!"

Taking the coin, Yinglili carefully put it into the breast pocket of her overalls. It was obviously a coin that only weighed a few grams, but it made the girl feel like her pants were about to fall off.

happy!

When her back was turned to Hojo Kyosuke, Eiri's face suddenly filled with an explosive smile, and her little tiger teeth seemed to be shining with happiness.

"It turns out it's not for dad. It's so sad." Mr. Spencer said with a sad look while packing his things.

"What a shame! Dad, didn't I already give you my gift yesterday?" Yinglili, who was caught having fun, suddenly became angry.

“So, egoistic-lily’s first exhibition has come to a successful conclusion!”

After everything was put away, Mrs. Sayuri stood in front of the stall, looked at the empty table, raised her arms, and her loose kimono sleeves naturally slid down, revealing a section of fair skin. She knocked back her right calf and shouted cutely .

"Ah, Mom, it's so embarrassing. Come home quickly." Ying Lili ran behind her mother and pushed this woman who didn't look like the mother of a middle school girl at all forward.

so good.

Holding the special edition doujinshi in his hand, Miyamizu Mitsuha looked at the noisy family in front of him with a touch of envy in his eyes.

"Kyosuke, what are you doing? Hurry up and leave."

Seeing Kyousuke Hojo standing behind her, Eiri thought he was looking at her and reluctant to leave the place where she had fought all day long. She felt funny in her heart and trotted over, pulling the latter's arm and dragging him to follow her. parents.

"Yeah!" Putting aside the sudden bad mood, the witch girl chose to share the joy with the Spencer family.

Returning to the old Furukawa Garden, Miyamizu Mitsuha found that there were already four or five chefs busy in the luxurious western-style building. The compound aroma of the cake that kept coming out of the hydration reaction between starch and protein caused her stomach to rumble violently, and she unconsciously walked towards the kitchen.

"Go take a shower first!" Eirili took out a bag from somewhere and stuffed it into Miyami Mitsuha's arms.

"Huh? What is this?" Mitsuha Miyamizu opened the bag, and inside was a T-shirt printed with the hero and heroine of the doujinshi sold today. But it's not the sexy version, it's more like the two people after getting married.

"I originally planned to give it to the person who bought the last doujinshi today, but now I'm giving it to you." Ying Lili said casually with a calm face.

"Wow, lucky!" Looking at the exquisite patterns on it, Miyamizu Mitsuha shouted in surprise:

"But if it hasn't been washed yet, you can't wear it now. What a pity."

"Stupid! How could I not have thought of this? I already cleaned it for you last night!" Ying Lili, who had already taken off her hat in the car to reveal her blond hair, put her hands on her hips proudly.

"Oh, that's it. Thank you, Eiriri." Mitsuha Mitsuha smiled and nodded, then walked towards the guest room Eiriri pointed out to her with her clothes in her arms.

I am the idiot, what on earth am I talking about! Looking at Hojo Kyosuke's back, Eiri, realizing what she had said, tugged her long blond hair angrily, and then walked to her bathroom.

The luxurious dining room of the Spencer family mansion finally came into use today. Although everyone was sitting at one end of the long table, the dishes on the table were laid out for a long time.

Holding Cokes, the four of them shouted cheers together to celebrate egoistic-lily's first victory.

Standing on the balcony of her bedroom, watching Hojo Kyousuke's motorcycle taillight slowly disappear from sight, Erili closed the glass door of the balcony, closed the curtains, and returned to bed.

The white light shines on the girl through the European-style palace bed curtains intertwined with dark green and gold. Yinglili, who is wearing an orange striped nightgown, turns over. The loose nightgown collapses against her slim figure. She reaches out her hand from the pillow. Take out the five hundred yen coin that is still washed.

The slender fingers held the coin high, and even with the light behind it, the sycamore leaves on it were still clearly visible. The girl just watched quietly, her blue eyes filled with brilliant light, and the corners of her mouth turned up unconsciously, eventually turning into a happy laugh.

On the other side, Mitsuha Miyamizu, who followed the navigation all the way back to Sendagi's bachelor apartment, washed her face again and put on pajamas. Lying on the bed, I opened the "Hojo Kyosuke Special Edition" doujinshi.

After opening it, the miko lady discovered that the inside was even more exquisite than the cover. Many key scenes were even simply painted with color. She knew that this was not an easy job.

Then as she looked at it, she realized something was wrong.

What I have been promoting there all day today is actually this kind of thing! ?

Hojo Kyosuke, I didn’t expect you to like comics like this! ? The girl immediately blushed, closed the book with a snap, and buried her face in the pillow in shame.

After a while, she quietly raised her head and opened the doujinshi again...

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