Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Buzz buzz——

The alarm clock rang and Hojo Kyosuke opened his eyes. Waking up irritated is actually not all bad, at least you won’t go back to sleep after being woken up by the alarm clock.

Picking up the phone, he habitually clicked on the memo to see if anything new had been added to it. This has become a habit for him, because after exchanging bodies, most of the memories of the exchange will be lost. The whole day will be like a dream, so the next day he will not realize that he has lost a day. He has to rely on his mobile phone. The date can be confirmed only by reminder from others.

However, Hojo Kyousuke, who has mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, is used to reading memos directly. Although the memos written by the miko lady were very simple except for food reviews, the memo he accompanied Eiriri to the doujin exhibition last time had unexpectedly more words.

"The fan exhibition is so interesting. Eiri is so cute. Not only is she cute in appearance, but her personality is so cute that I want to hold her in my arms and rub her head hard.

I didn't expect that you actually know such a young lady. I feel that the house is more grand than my shrine. When I take a bath at night, I really want to take a bath with her. It's a pity that it's your body. If it were my own body, I could hold Eiriri and take a bath together. "

Even though it was not the first time he read this memo, Hojo Kyousuke couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Mitsuha Miyamizu is indeed a shrine maiden from the countryside, and the custom of taking a bath together is still so well preserved. I hope she doesn't act like a pervert when using my body.

"You can't tell from her appearance that she is a girl with such great drawing skills. I also asked why your graffiti-like comics could be published. But why would she draw something that makes people shy? And the male protagonist is you! I can tell right away!"

I really hope your keenness can be used in other places. Looking at the black words on the memo, Hojo Kyousuke seemed to have a blushing miko lady holding Eri's doujinshi in his mind, looking like he wanted to read it but didn't dare. Look, the eyes are peeking over and over again and again.

Sitting on the bed, he couldn't help but grin slightly. Maybe Sanye was reading the comics where he was sitting now?

He has read this memo many times in the past few days, and every time he reads it, he has a strange feeling. It always feels as if the bed under his butt still retains the warmth of Sanye. There is a person who is using his own body to live equally hard, and he is also using her body.

I was alone at first, but suddenly there was another person who was deeply intertwined with my life.

"If I had known that the comics I had been selling loudly all day were like this, I would have been so shy that I dared not speak. But that An Yilun is really as annoying as you said. After I send him away , seeing that Ying Lili still seemed a little unhappy, I comforted her.

Tell her that it's not worth being sad for this kind of friend, the kind of guy who only asks for help and takes his friends' help for granted. It's really the right thing to break off the friendship. Cherishing each other's help is what a true friend should be like.

After hearing what I said, Yinglili was indeed much happier, but the way she looked at me seemed a little strange..."

Well, I can understand your thoughts as a girl, but maybe it sounds to Yinglili like I am bragging.

After exiting this memo and checking that it was still early, Hojo Kyousuke swiped the screen to read the previous memo.

"So this is body swapping. You are actually the bad boss. It's scary. But there are so many people in the school saying hello. How can I say, it feels pretty good, hehe. But will you switch next time? If we happen to be fighting, wouldn’t it be miserable for me? Being beaten will be very painful. For your health, please try to fight as little as possible in the future.”

"The cake is delicious..."

"The nights in Tokyo are so lively, and the things in the jewelry stores are so cute. It turns out that it feels so wonderful to go shopping with a boy's body. Many girls have asked me for their contact information. Those are the hot girls, right? For your physical and mental health, I I didn’t even give them my contact information.”

"The weather is nice today. I really want to skip school and go to the Skytree. Qisaki said there is some kind of exhibition there. Ah, I'm so curious."

"Haha, Onizuka Eikichi is such an idiot. He has been single for so many years. Fortunately, I taught him love secrets. This way he will be able to find a girlfriend quickly. Let's see what happens afterward. If the effect is good If so, how about giving them a lecture? If you agree, just tick the box below."

"This novel called "Metronome of Love" is so good. I read it three times and cried so much that my eyes couldn't bear it. I'm sorry for staining your book, but you are such an amazing person. It's a touching novel, but you can actually analyze so many things in a serious manner."

"Ah, you were beaten badly last time when you switched bodies. It's all because of Tetsuta Kisaki. He called you a handless devil again today, three times! And Eikichi Onizuka also called you, five times! He also hit me twice, but luckily it was your body that was used."

"By the way, your comics are about to be serialized. It's a pity that I can't buy them at home, so I can't support you right away. By the way, I'm also going to hold a ceremony independently for the first time. I'm so nervous. I don't know if I can do it. Come on, I didn’t even go shopping after the kendo club practice today, I just kept practicing when I got home, I hope nothing will happen to me then.”

"..."

Yes, it was such a girl who broke into my life very suddenly. She has a delicate mind that she does not have. She can comfort the awkward Yinglili, can help her deal with the relationship with her subordinates, and can deal with the Shura field that she is not good at...

It was really amazing. Although the two of them had never had a real conversation, looking at the memos one by one, he really felt that there was someone sitting where he was now, recording her daily experiences and feelings. She came down and showed her heart to herself without reservation.

Her views on everyone, her feelings about books, her interpretation of Tokyo, her curiosity, her gluttony...

Hojo Kyosuke seemed to have seen everything Miyamizu Mitsuha went through

When the girl woke up, facing a completely unfamiliar environment and a completely unfamiliar body, she was frightened and confused. She didn't feel at ease until she saw the information recorded in the memo on her mobile phone.

She opened the door cautiously, exploring this place that was a completely different world to her with curiosity and nervousness. Along with the sunshine, the blue sky and white clouds entered the girl's field of vision, along with the rows of skyscrapers and the endless traffic of the highway. People on the road spoke a standard neon language that was completely different from the dialect spoken in the countryside.

She couldn't ride a motorcycle, and she wasn't even used to the neon morning rush hour subway, so she didn't catch the subway. In order not to be late for school, she had to rush on the road.

She came to a strange school, met unknown friends, came to the coffee shop she dreamed of, ate a delicious cake that made her write three thousand words of her feelings, met girls of the same age as herself, and started learning kendo...

Then, covered in dust and fatigue, full of excitement and memories, she sat on the bed, holding her mobile phone, and wrote down everything she saw, heard, and felt throughout the day without reservation, and shared it with herself, a familiar stranger. .

Suddenly, Hojo Kyosuke felt that he had gone too far. After witnessing the girl's completely exposed heart, spying on so many other women's thoughts, and also unscrupulously disrupting each other's lives, could he still regard her as a stranger?

The curtains on the balcony have been opened, and the white light is slowly falling. Hojo Kyousuke raised his head and seemed to see a girl wearing a loose pajama sitting opposite him, with her white legs sitting cross-legged and her arms on the bed. His cheeks puffed up and he looked at himself angrily.

Yes, it turns out Mitsuha looks like this. She is so beautiful. There is no need to envy Sakura and the others with this look.

"So, can I call you Sanye?"

A bird that I never knew was a crow or something flew by, leaving a shadow. The illusory voice disappeared. Hojo Kyosuke lowered his head and wrote this sentence on a brand new memo.

I wonder if he would be willing to let himself call her so intimately?

Looking at the cloudless sky outside the window, Hojo Kyosuke thought of the miko lady. Now, she should be holding an independent sacrifice for the first time in her life, right?

I hope everything goes well, and I wish her the best and myself.

After gathering his mood, Hojo Kyousuke prepared to wash up and then go to the hospital.

beep beep beep——

There was a new message on the phone, it was Sakura.

"Kyosuke is a big slacker, he must still be lying in bed! I'm already at Glass's house! (picture picture)"

Clicking on the picture, it turned out that it was taken in Glass and Naoka's apartment. The three of them were wearing the same sportswear as if they were a couple. Hojo Kyosuke remembered that the four of them bought it together on the day of the Cherry Blossom Festival. All four of them were white with a hint of pink. His set is still in his closet and has never been worn again.

"Kyosuke-kun, can you also wear this suit?" - Glass

...It must have been instigated by this guy Sakura.

"Okay." Ignoring Sakura, he replied to Glass first.

He put down his cell phone, took out the sportswear from the closet, and then went to wash up.

Because he had to have a physical examination, he didn't prepare anything to eat for Sakura and the others. He just put on his sports clothes and went out with a paper bag.

In the paper bag was a single-issue sample issue given to him by the magazine. It would be wrong to say it was a sample issue, because it was the officially printed version, and all the copies numbered 1-100 were sent to him. Originally he would not send so many, but considering that he seemed to have a lot of friends, Hojo Kyosuke proposed to pay for the purchase himself.

But in the end, the newly minted multimillionaire still didn’t get a chance to spend money. I don’t know if his editor paid for it out of his own pocket or something else. Anyway, a large box of books was sent to him in the end.

That's right, the royalties for the single book have already been paid. Of course he has to be more active in making money. The day after he came back from Akihabara, he went to Eiriri's house and was beaten first, and then the two of them quickly completed the extra story. In the extra chapter, Kyousuke Hojo didn't have any good ideas, so he drew some clips of Saitama's three years of training. He was so passionate that he discovered that the people of Neon seemed to particularly like this kind of plot of counterattack after hard work.

The magazine company was unexpectedly bold and printed 300,000 copies for the first printing. Because the royalties were withheld and paid in advance, the royalties that Hojo Kyosuke received were 50 yen per copy, which was a one-time payment. Fifteen million yen.

Neon's royalties are also called stamp taxes. It can be easily understood as if a publishing house wants to print a writer's work, it needs to pay taxes to the writer. Of course, it can also be simply understood as royalties.

The new author's first printing was 300,000 copies. When Hojo Kyosuke asked Eiriri about her bank account, the girls who heard the news were shocked. When I heard Hojo Kyosuke say that there would be at least 100,000 more copies to be printed, I was even more incredulous, and then I firmly refused Hojo Kyosuke's request to transfer money.

When the two were arguing, even Aunt Sayuri and Mr. Spencer came over to persuade Hojo Kyosuke, but the latter was unwavering and said that if he didn't tell him the account, he would just withdraw the cash and send it over. After a long stalemate, Yinglili finally angrily accepted the money, which was not considered pocket money for her family.

"Next time you come with so much money, I won't let you in!"

In this case, someone whose wealth had been reduced by half was content to leave the Spencer family's mansion, and he was moving steadily towards the mansion.

It is worth mentioning that for comics whose publishers can already see bright prospects in the future, they will generally recommend that the cover of a single volume be made so that many volumes can be put together to form a large pattern. Of course, Hojo Kyosuke's book also falls into this category. With little artistic talent, he naturally handed over this task to Eiri.

The strange thing is that even though he was caught as a young man, the fool still looked very moved and seemed to have stayed up all night because of it.

The final cover features a bald Saitama with a red explosion pattern in the background. This is the upper left corner of a large pattern divided into twelve parts. The red part will be Saitama's red gloves, and the background color of the subsequent single volume may be a yellow suit and a white bald head.

The poster that was finally put together was a big bald head with countless small bald heads on his body. The picture was so beautiful that Kyousuke Hojo himself couldn't even imagine it.

At the moment, there are three single volumes in his paper bag, numbered 3, 4, and 5. Number 1 has been sent to his mother in Hokkaido, number 2 belongs to the greatest hero Eiri, number 3 belongs to Sakura, number 4 belongs to Glass, and number 5 belongs to Nao. flower. It is purely based on the time of acquaintance, and there is absolutely no behind-the-scenes operation.

He carefully wrote a message on each book. The one for his mother Mikiko Hojo was "I wish my mother will always be young and beautiful", and the one for Eiri was "for the best painter in the world, Mr. Eri Kashiwagi".

As for Sakura and the others, let them see for themselves later.

It should be gone tonight, but I will continue writing and post it tomorrow. Those who have a monthly ticket can vote after 12 o'clock tonight. Yesterday, it was 10,000 per day. Whether it will be 10,000 per day tomorrow depends on whether the monthly ticket is powerful!