Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a pure white ceiling, with no decoration whatsoever where it met the walls.

I'm back. Hojo Kyosuke thought to himself, feeling a slight sense of loss in his heart. Sometimes, he would feel that he and Sanye were like two trains, sometimes traveling on each other's tracks, but they would never meet, because once they met, it would cause disaster.

Haha, what are you thinking about? I've already said it's a romantic comedy, but it's so sad here.

Without using his hands, he sat up directly as soon as he exerted force on his waist. While he was secretly proud of his strong body, he also saw the trophy and the bottle of indescribable drink placed on the bedside table.

The yellow packaging shell plainly said cheese drink, and the fear of being dominated by it surged into my heart. That's their Hokkaido-specific drink. It's either a cheese-flavored drink or simply drinkable cheese. When he was in the third grade, his father sent a letter from his hometown to Watergate City.

After Hojo Kyousuke took a sip, he immediately poured it into the bathroom without even daring to let the curious Sakura try it.

He picked up the bottle and looked at it. He only took a sip and didn't even close the bottle cap.

Mitsuha Miyamizu, I’m really embarrassing you.

Although he didn't know why Sanye couldn't imagine trying such a strange thing, he still put the cap on the bottle and prepared to throw it away. Then he saw the trophies next to him, rewards for winning team battles, winning individual battles, and daring to fight...

Oh, you are indeed the person I like, he is really capable! Hojo Kyosuke picked up the trophy and looked at it with interest. Is there anything in this world that is more satisfying than doing nothing and waking up to find that you have won all the awards in the competition? You have to know that the last time such a good thing happened was in his previous life, when he followed the big guys in school to participate in various competitions and win prizes. But even then, he followed behind and waved flags and shouted, giving full play to the effect of the atmosphere group.

Now, although he couldn't remember what happened when he exchanged bodies, he believed that he must have had a good time. After all, Hojo Kyosuke was not someone who would embarrass himself.

He walked to the corner of the room and opened the suitcase containing his own luggage. Just as he was about to take out a change of clothes, Hojo Kyosuke discovered that except for this box, the other three boxes containing gifts had no trace of being opened at all.

"Huh? Didn't Sanye take out the gifts I prepared for my parents?" Thinking of this, he returned to the bed, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and opened the memo.

As expected by Hojo Kyosuke, the memo on the first day was still focused on food evaluation, praising the first-class meals and the robatayaki in Kushiro.

However, does the miko miss get along so harmoniously with her mother? Then the stupid mother can't even recognize her own son, right?

With Hojo Kyosuke's IQ, he certainly wouldn't think that Sakura, Glass and others didn't see through Mitsuha during the last Sakura Festival, but he just chose to be confused because of his lazy personality. Sakura and the others didn't say that there was no problem. Let's wait until there is a problem!

But he really didn't expect that he could really fool him in front of his mother this time. Although his mother often chooses to be a fool, she is very good at matters related to his precious son. He instantly became a detective.

When she was a child, she would find out if she fell, no matter how well she concealed it, and she would feel extremely distressed.

The next day’s memo was even simpler: “Big win!”

Of course, there is more than just this sentence, but what follows is a description of the brave miko lady's invincible ways of killing enemies. It's really hard for her to write down the schools of every opponent she has fought against. At least Hojo Kyosuke doesn't have that ability. Many of the place names and names of school celebrities in Neon seem to challenge the limits of human tongue.

"Kyosuke, are you still sleeping in?"

Before he could think about it, a familiar and friendly voice came from outside the door. It's my mother. Even though her subordinates' rooms are on both sides, this woman is still so willful. Well, Hojo Kyousuke must admit that my mother actually saved some face for herself.

At least it's not like when she was a child. At that time, Sakura would occasionally wake up very early in the morning because she couldn't sleep. As a mean-spirited mother, she would directly help Sakura open the door to her room, let Sakura jump directly onto her bed, and then say something to her. I was so angry that I was tortured.

"I'm coming."

With no time to think about Mitsuha Miyamizu and his mother, Hojo Kyousuke opened the suitcase, and the sight he saw could cure all obsessive-compulsive disorder. Every piece of clothing is folded meticulously and neatly arranged according to size and color. No part is too high or too deep.

Of course, this was not his fault. Although he has obsessive-compulsive disorder, packing his luggage is what he is most impatient about. If he were given a choice, he would choose to go out empty-handed. After all, his current financial situation is already in place. The qualification to be willful.

After learning that he was going home, the three girls still took a weekend to help him pack his belongings at the end of the term, which was full of chores. Every piece of clothing in the box is directly pressed and ironed carefully, then folded one by one by Glass, and then arranged and packed into boxes after careful consideration.

If you put in a piece of clothing and find that the height is different from the left and right, Glass will take it out again and select clothes of suitable thickness to put in. If it turns out that it can't be tidied up, Nizi, who is sitting and kneeling in front of the suitcase, will pout in distress and make a cute hum. In the end, Hojo Kyosuke walked over and pushed down the clothes that were sticking up, and Glass raised his little face and showed a bright smile again.

As for Sakura, she was working hard to stuff the delicious food she had collected this semester into a suitcase. If Hojo Kyosuke hadn't sternly told her that she could only use one suitcase, she might have spent a lot of money on air tickets to check in her luggage. More than three times the money.

When Hojo Kyosuke was changing clothes, the moment he heard his son talking outside the door, Hojo Mikiko knew that the person inside was his son, not Mitsuha Miyamizu.

"Good morning, Mom."

Hojo Kyousuke opened the door, looked at his mother's still youthful face, and said with a smile.

"a!"

Hojo Mikiko immediately rushed forward and hugged her son who was already much taller than her tightly, tears welling up in an instant.

"Ah, wife, why are you crying again?" Ichiro Hojo, who was standing nearby, quickly came over and shouted in a panic. However, he knew that he could not stop his wife, so he immediately pointed the finger at his idiot son:

"You bad boy will do nothing good when you come back!"

ah? Feeling his mother's long-lost embrace, Hojo Kyosuke was slightly stunned. He always felt that this scene should have happened at the airport the day before yesterday, right? Then he had a guess in his mind, smiled, hugged his mother, lowered his head and said quietly but firmly:

"Mom, I'm back."

Hearing this, Hojo Mikiko cried even harder.

The movement in the corridor made Tetsuta Kirisaki and others come out. Seeing this, Tetsuta Kirisaki immediately ordered his subordinates to stand with adult walls blocking both ends of the corridor so that the eldest brother and his family could not be disturbed. of reunion.

"Kyosuke, your mother is pregnant. Don't let her continue to cry. It's not good for your health." Seeing that his wife seemed to want to vent the longing for more than half a year through tears, Hojo Ichiro quickly whispered to his son.

"What? Is it a younger brother or a younger sister?" Hojo Kyosuke asked in surprise. He knew that for his mother, he didn't need to persuade her too much. He only needed to raise a topic to get her attention to the Milky Way.

"Kyosuke is so stupid. How can he know if he is a younger brother or a younger sister when he is only one month pregnant? Do you still know this common sense after giving birth to a junior high school student?" Sure enough, after hearing this, Hojo Mikiko started talking about related matters.

Hojo Kyosuke let go of his mother and listened to the other person's thoughts with a smile. There was no retort that he did not know how long the mother was pregnant, and in fact he not only knew that the gender of the fetus could be known through a blood test at eight weeks of pregnancy, but also that a chorionic villus biopsy could be done at ten to twelve weeks to achieve the same purpose. As for why he, a man who has been single all his life, would know such a thing, what? As a person who has been determined to be a good husband since childhood, isn't this the most basic thing?

Today they plan to set off for Otaru, not only Hojo Kyosuke's family, but also four members of the kendo club including Tetsuta Kirisaki. The return air ticket was borne by the school, and the cost of going to Otaru was borne by Hojo Kyosuke. In fact, if Onizuka and the others hadn't had to go to the competition, he would have invited everyone to his hometown.

After gathering their spirits, the group got into the car rented by Ichiro Hojo again. But this time, Tetsuta Kirisaki was sitting in the passenger seat, and Kyosuke Hojo was sitting in the second row with his mother. This mother, who had raised her son alone for so many years, had never let go of her hand on her son's arm since they met.

Robata Shiraka

Looking at the familiar name of the store and the familiar white birch tree, Tetsuta Kisaki felt a little speechless, but he didn't ask why he came here to eat for three consecutive days. He knew that what he had eaten in the past two days was the split personality, and his real elder brother had not tasted this delicious food.

Like Hojo Mikiko, he also noticed that his elder brother had returned to normal at the first sight. The aura of a person is actually easy to identify, especially for people he is familiar with.

"Is it called Robata Shirakaba because it uses white birch trees for firewood?" Hojo Kyosuke asked.

"Hahaha, didn't Kyosuke ask this question once yesterday?" Hojo Mikiko said with a narrow smile, and then she explained with a smile before her son could quibble.

"The name of the store was decided just because there was a birch tree as a support in the store. It is as hasty as the surname of the neon people." Hojo Kyosuke complained, no matter how Miyamizu Mitsuha communicated with his mother yesterday, he He doesn't want to know unless his mother asks him.

When eating, Goro Hata and Ryoma Mihashi had similar feelings. Although everyone was happy at yesterday's celebration banquet, they always felt that today's lunch banquet was more enjoyable. Although the commander-in-chief yesterday was a bit gentler, they have all become accustomed to living under the terrifying pressure of the handless demon. Today's commander-in-chief is in a suitable state.

In the afternoon, Hojo Kyosuke did not choose to fly from Kushiro to Chitose Airport and then transfer to Otaru. Instead, he directly chose to take the JR Hokkaido train from Kushiro to Sapporo, and then from Sapporo to Otaru.

It’s not that he couldn’t bear to spend money on air tickets, but this kind of short-distance train is really much more comfortable than flying, and he helped his subordinates buy four-day Hokkaido JR Pass, which means they can take JR Hokkaido at will within four days. Train tickets.

Well, it’s actually this guy who hasn’t enjoyed enough of the good life who is afraid of a plane crash. Even if zombies attack the train, Hojo Kyousuke can lead himself and the people around him out of the encirclement as long as he has a stick in his hand, but forget it at an altitude of 10,000 meters. He has not evolved wings or found out yet. The energy contained in the body.

Similarly, ships were at the bottom of Hojo Kyosuke's list of travel modes. No matter how good his physical strength was, he still didn't think he could find land in the boundless ocean before death came to him.

We were traveling on the 261 Series Premium Okuno, which runs exclusively between Kushiro and Sapporo. The matt silver car body had a purple line running from the front of the car through all the carriages, which made people wonder whether this was the neon man’s favorite color or color. It’s another collaboration with a certain anime.

In short, after more than four hours, after the sky had completely darkened, the group came to Otaru, a place that was once called the Wall Street of the North in Neon.

"Are you sure you all want to live in my house?" After walking out of JR Otaru Station, Hojo Kyosuke asked Kisaki Tetsuta and the four of them.

"Of course!" The four of them replied in unison. It was a supreme honor to have the opportunity to see what kind of environment could produce such a great person as the boss.

"Okay, as long as you are happy."

Although his mother told him that there was a lot of space at home, Hojo Kyosuke knew that young people would be uncomfortable living with adults, so he planned to help his subordinates book rooms in the hotel, but now it seems that these idiots are determined I want to feel the enthusiasm of the Hojo family.

"Old man, I'm back."

Ichiro Hojo drove the car into the garage and shouted loudly. Because the space in the car was limited, he just drove the car to transport the luggage back. As mentioned before, Hojo Kyosuke's home is only one kilometer away from the station, and other people chose to walk back.

"Huh? Why are you the only one back? Where are Kyousuke and Miyoko?" Hojo Yuichi opened the door excitedly when he heard the voice. After he didn't find his grandson in the garage, his eyebrows immediately stood up, making his already fierce eyes look... He looks even more like the bandit leader in a neon movie.

"Mikiko walked back with Kyousuke and his classmates." The tall Ichiro Hojo easily took down the suitcases, which were generally 28 inches in size.

"Why don't you hurry up? Let's go pick up Kyosuke and the others together." Because they run a ranch, in addition to cars, the Hojo family also has a pickup truck for hauling goods.

"..."

Ichiro Hojo ignored the old man who couldn't wait to see his grandson and continued to carry his luggage. He was afraid that his son and the others would come back just as he moved the luggage to the guest room.

When Hojo Yuichi saw his son's lazy look, he blew his beard angrily, but he still walked over and picked up a suitcase with one hand.

"This is eldest brother's home."

Looking up at the four-story one-family house with white walls and blue tile roof in front of him, Hata Goro said exaggeratedly. When they were on the train, Hojo Kyosuke sternly told them not to call him the boss when they were in Otaru, and don't let him hear any handless devil, otherwise everyone would give him three hours to swim in the Otaru canal.

Really, what should I do if I work all day long and arouse the hostility of local organizations? No, what should I do if I scare my grandparents?

This is my home.

Looking up at the building in front of him, which was much "sturdier" than a single-family house in Tokyo, he felt more novelty than Hata Goro.

"It's because the housing floor area ratio and shielding ratio in the Hokkaido area are different from those in Tokyo, so we can build them so high." Kisaki pushed up his glasses and explained to the subordinates around him.

"So strong." Mihashi Yoshima and another subordinate whose name has not appeared so far exclaimed together. From the moment they arrived at JR Otaru Station, they could only repeat this sentence mechanically.

What, do you think this is the devil's lair?

Just when Hojo Kyosuke was complaining, the door of the room suddenly opened, and a burst of laughter came out:

"Hahaha, you are welcome to be our guests."

Scared, this bandit leader is his grandfather? Hojo Kyosuke took back his preamble, this place might be really awesome.

The old man didn't have the habit of taking photos, and Hojo Kyosuke had only occasionally seen him in videos taken by his father, but most of the time his grandfather wore a straw hat and wide rubber overalls while working in the ranch. Now I suddenly saw the other person wearing a shirt and trousers, and I was shocked.

"So strong." Ryoma Mihashi exclaimed again, looking back and forth between the old man with wild hair and beard at the door and his boss, with deep shock in his pupils.

"Did you inherit your appearance and wisdom from your parents, and your strength from your grandfather?" Kisaki Tetsuta thought to himself as he looked at the old man whose muscles were stretching his white shirt to the point where it was about to burst.

"Yuichi, don't block the door, let the children come in first." A kind woman came out, also in her fifties.

"Grandpa, grandma, long-lost greetings. I'm relieved to see that you are still in good health." Facing his grandparents, whom he had barely seen, Hojo Kyousuke said politely, and then handed over the gift he had brought out in advance.

Kisaki Tetsuta and others behind him also said hello respectfully.

"Hello, everyone, come in quickly. Kyosuke, you kid, why are you so unfamiliar?" Hojo Yuichi came over, put his arms around his grandson's shoulders, patted him hard, and then said happily: "Okay, your body is very strong, and you are worthy of being incomparable." Demon of hands!”

Hojo Kyousuke's eyes widened, and he turned his head to look at his mother in disbelief, only to see her covering her mouth and laughing non-stop. He was immediately stunned and turned to look at his grandfather. How could he say such a nickname without changing his face at such an old age? Is it true that the second grade has seeped into the blood?

The excitement of seeing his relatives cooled down in an instant, and he had the urge to immediately send Tetsuta Kisaki and others to stay in a hotel outside. Anyway, five hundred meters from his home was the Otaru Furukawa Hotel. Otherwise, who knows what these family members will say later that will make him want to jump into the neon sea.

Unlike Hojo Kyosuke, when the fierce-looking old man said his boss's nickname, the restraint on the faces of Hata Goro and others dissipated a bit. If his boss's warning hadn't still echoed in his mind, maybe It’s time to start hyping up the boss’s glorious deeds.

The dinner was very sumptuous. Beef and seafood were all very high-end ingredients. Hojo Kyosuke felt that he would get tired of eating seafood these days in his hometown.

After dinner, Hojo Kyosuke handed the gifts he brought back from Tokyo to his family one by one, including a single volume of his comics.

"Oh ho ho, is this your comic Kyosuke?" Ichiro Hojo took the comic and opened it and started reading.

"It's so powerful. Can you defeat such a powerful weirdo with just one punch?"

"Yes, the original intention of creating this comic was to create such an image."

Unexpectedly, Hojo Kyosuke, who had never expected his grandfather to be able to read comics at such an old age, endured the shame of being executed in public and answered respectfully.

"How about you draw a character using my appearance in the future? It also uses fists, and it needs to be very powerful." Hojo Yuichi said enthusiastically.

"Okay, no problem." Hojo Kyosuke finally knew where that sense of déjà vu came from. Doesn't this old man look like the short-haired, black-haired Liushui Rock-breaking Fist Bangu?

Seeing that his grandma also picked up the manga and started reading it, and even several of his subordinates started to read it again, as if they were all having a reading club together, Hojo Kyosuke wailed in his heart.

"I'm going for a walk." He said politely. He just wanted to get out of this embarrassing situation that made him almost wear out the soles of his shoes.

"Brother, I'll go with you." Tetsuta Kisaki quickly put down the comic and said.

"Just stay here."

Someone waved his hand and walked out of the house amidst his mother's caring voice, "Can you find your way back?" Behind him, people were talking about "One Punch Man", and the voice of the chestnut-headed Goro Hata was especially loud. .

Looking at the empty road in front of him, Hojo Kyosuke breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't been in such a lively and warm environment for a long time, which made him a little uncomfortable. During the meal, the grandparents were nothing like neon people, picking up vegetables so much that they couldn’t even keep the bowl in their hands.

Looking back at the building named "Home" again, he grinned and walked up the road.

Walking up fifty meters from his home is Chuo Avenue, and then turn right for another five hundred meters and you will find the Otaru Canal. Being called a computer star by Eri, it is easy for him to remember such a simple road.

It is said to be a canal, but in fact it is only a few dozen meters away from the sea, and it is filled with seawater flowing in from Ishikari Bay. Because it has become a tourist city, the trails on both sides of the Otaru Canal are quite impressive.

White floor tiles are laid out in a fan shape, with a metal fence on the river side and red bricks and stone benches on the road side. On the other side are old warehouses left over from the shipping era, which now seem to have become part of the scenery, with orange lights shining through some open wooden windows.

As the night gets darker, the buildings along the highway all turn on their lights. I don't know whether it's a government request or something else. In short, they are all orange lights, which reflect the river beautifully.

Walking on the trail beside the canal, admiring the scenery on both sides, Hojo Kyosuke took out his mobile phone and dialed Sakura's number. Maybe because of the holiday, the other party sent dozens of messages today.

"Good evening Kyosuke, have you met your grandparents?" Sakura answered the call over there in seconds, making Hojo Kyosuke marvel at the speed of electromagnetic waves. Even though they were thousands of miles away, they could still hear each other without any pause, as if they were face to face. sound.

"Well, they are looking at my comics. I am calling you from the canal in Otaru."

Listening to Sakura's energetic voice and imagining that invincible smile, Hojo Kyosuke felt that the fatigue caused by the journey and the social death caused by his family were all gone.

"Ah! Otaru Canal! I want to see it! Hurry up and make a video!" Sakura shouted.

"Haha, wait for me to plug in the headphones first." As always, Hojo Kyosuke would not refuse Sakura's request. If possible, he would even want to fly to Sakura with the canal in hand, so that the other party could see with his own eyes what was in his eyes at this moment. of beautiful scenery.

"Yeah! See you later. Don't miss me too much, Kyosuke!" Sakura said playfully.

Smiling silently, Hojo Kyousuke took out the earphone box from his pocket, plugged in the earphones, and made a video call.

"Beep, this is Sakura in Kyoto sending you greetings!"

As soon as the video was connected, Hojo Kyousuke saw the temple over there exuding sacred light under the afterglow of the setting sun, and then Sakurara's head suddenly popped up from diagonally below.

It turned out that Sakura also had the beautiful scenery that she wanted him to see, and Hojo Kyosuke was indescribably moved.

"It's beautiful, Kiyomizu Temple. You can see it from my balcony."

Sakura smiled playfully and stretched out two fingers, as if to take the magnificent Kiyomizu Temple into her fingers. The only one who would do such a nonsensical thing is this fool.

"It's beautiful!" Hojo Kyosuke nodded vigorously, and then wanted to turn the camera so that Sakura could have a good look at the canal. But unexpectedly, as soon as the camera turned around, Sakura on the opposite side started shouting.

"Ah, Kyousuke, what are you doing? I want to see you!"

Really, this idiot, who just wanted to see the Otaru Canal. The smile on Hojo Kyosuke's face became even brighter. He leaned against a brick guardrail by the river and stopped. If you keep walking, that idiot Sakura will get dizzy.

"It's a pity that you are not at home. I also want to see Aunt Mijiko."

In the video, Sakura was wearing a green T-shirt, with her hair simply tied back. She looked like Naruto Maki, and she was leaning on the railing like him.

Hojo Kyousuke simply ignored this sentence. Don't think he didn't know. Compared to himself, Sakura was more like the daughter of the Hojo family who traveled far away. She talked to her mother basically every day.

"Are you in your hometown now?" Kiyomizu Temple is a famous temple in Kyoto. Even if he has never been there, Hojo Kyosuke still knows about it.

"Yes, I originally planned to go on a trip with Glass and the others, but my grandparents said they missed me too much, so they came back just after the holiday."

"Are you planning to come to Hokkaido for travel?"

"No, no, Kyousuke is a narcissist. Who would think of running to Hokkaido to find you after not seeing you for a few days." Sakura wrinkled her delicate little nose and stuck out her pink tongue.

"Then where are you planning to go?"

"Secret! Oh, yes, there is some big news about Glass. Originally, Glass didn't let me tell you."

"What?"

Hojo Kyosuke cooperated with Sakura's performance. He knew that it was probably something that the cutie of Glass was embarrassed to say, and Sakura just said it for her. However, in the past two days, even Naoka sent messages saying that he had returned to Minato City and found a new part-time job, but Glass only sent a photo with Yuzuru on the day of the holiday to report that he was safe.

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