Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

The Hojo family came to Tokyo as a group not only to attend Hojo Kyosuke's junior high school graduation ceremony, but also to celebrate his purchase of a new house.

The arrival of the family not only adds to the popularity of this transformed house, but also fills up the luxurious large refrigerator in the kitchen. One-third of Shiraoi Wagyu beef with its best parts concentrated, and half of Ezo deer. Mr. Yuichi Hojo, who had seen photos of the courtyard, even carried a Hokkaido poplar tree from Otaru to Tokyo.

"How about it, it will grow into a big tree next year. I carefully selected this tree, just like you Kyousuke, it is a top-notch tree!"

Rejecting his grandson's help, Hojo Yuichi rolled up his shirt sleeves and planted the little poplar tree with his own hands. Perhaps it was because he came to Tokyo, or because he lived in such a high-end residential area, that the old man's wild, lion-like hair was now neatly combed into a big back with hair oil.

With gray hair, white shirt, and black trousers, he looks twice as handsome. I can finally understand where Hojo Kyousuke's father inherited his good looks.

"After all, taking a plane from Hokkaido to Tokyo with such a tree is too messy. You can also choose to mail it or something." Hojo Kyosuke said with a wry smile.

Hearing this, Hojo Yuichi turned his head and glanced at his grandson:

"Isn't that maple tree the one you brought back with your own hands on the Shinkansen?"

On the day they arrived in Tokyo, they happened to see the grandson moving the tree back home. At that time, this boy also carefully planted the tree by himself. With such careful energy, I don't know if he thought it was the little cowboy that was just born at home.

"This is different..."

"What's the difference? They're all trees, aren't they?"

Okay, this tree also contains my grandfather's deep love for me.

Knowing that Hojo Kyosuke's family members were coming to Tokyo, Sakura rushed over from Minato City as soon as possible. Of course, we were also accompanied by Glass and Naohua.

Just like when she first decorated the room in her bachelor's apartment, Hojo Mikiko took the three girls to the mall and started shopping together, buying a bunch of everything from sofas to bedding.

Naturally, the store is responsible for delivering the goods, and the pickup truck has been in front of Hojo's house since the morning. Now everyone except Hojo Kyosuke is decorating their homes, changing furniture, bed sheets and quilt covers.

And he is responsible for taking care of the child, his sister, Hojo Kashiko.

Kashiko Hojo, whose birthday is May 1st, is now one year and ten months old, only two months shy of turning two. Inheriting the excellent genes of the Hojo family, she is not only beautiful and cute, but her excellent IQ is also fully reflected.

Many children at this age can only learn to speak like adults and express simple demands. Kaiseko Hojo has begun to care about the survival of animals.

"Kyosuke, can we build a bathroom there?"

bathroom?

Hojo Kyousuke, who was sitting on the edge of the Japanese room with his feet on the grass, was stunned. On the crossroads in front of him, Hojo Kaseko, wearing blue overalls and a red T-shirt, stood there, pointing to the tall pine tree at the edge of the yard and asked.

The childish voice is like a kitten meowing, soft and soft, and it sounds like it can make people's hearts cute.

"Why does Kashiko have such an idea?" Hojo Kyosuke asked curiously, building a bathroom on the top of a tree? Is it to match Sakura's future tree house? Why does Kashiko know about the dreams of Sakura and herself?

"This way the little bird can go to the toilet inside." Kaiseko Hojo explained patiently to her brother.

"A bird has wings, and its toilet is everywhere."

Looking at his sister with her back to him and the two braids on her head swaying gently, Hojo Kyosuke felt strange in his heart. Sure enough, only children can have such wild imaginations. Maybe Kashiko can really become a novelist or cartoonist in the future.

"That's the problem." Kashiko continued, with a hint of seriousness in his cute and childish voice.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but someone felt like he heard the little girl sigh. He had always regarded children as the source of trouble, and now the novelty in his heart was even greater.

problem lies in? Who taught Ka Shizi to say this? The little girl, less than two years old, actually said this seriously.

Stupid mom? No, no, how could there be a problem with mom. Maybe he is the father who has evolved from a wife slave to a wife slave plus a daughter slave. Yes, this tone is very similar to those of lawyers.

"What's wrong? There are plant seeds in the bird's poop. It will help the plant carry the seeds from one place to another. When it finishes using the toilet, the seeds will grow into towering trees. This is Help plants create babies."

Hojo Kyousuke stood up, walked barefoot from the grass to Kashiko, gently touched her little head, and tried his best to explain in words that children could understand.

"But Kaeko's face can't grow into a big tree."

There was a hint of crying in the cute voice, and Kaiseko Hojo, who had been motionless as if he was playing a wooden game, finally turned around and looked at his brother.

On the baby's plump little face, there was a ball of bird poop, and there was clearly a seed-like thing in it.

puff--

Hahahahahaha

Even the well-trained Hojo Kyousuke couldn't hold it in, so he had to quickly turn his upper body to prevent his sister from seeing his wanton smile.

"Ah, little Kashiko, what's going on?"

Before Hojo Kyosuke could control his uncontrollable expression, Glass's voice came from behind him, still so clear and full of tenderness.

Glass, wearing a pink sportswear, trotted over. Her kind-hearted face was full of anxiety and distress, and she was completely different from someone else.

After quickly taking off her slippers and putting on outdoor slippers, she ran to Kaseko's side.

"Nitro-chan, it's the bird that sows seeds in the wrong place." Looking at the big sister who took out a handkerchief to wipe her face, Kaiseko Hojo explained seriously.

Hearing this, Glass stopped what he was doing, turned his head and glanced angrily at someone who was still suppressing laughter.

"That's it, then let's help the bird finish the sowing work."

Said softly, Glass squatted down, picked up the seed with his hands without hesitation, and then gently wiped Ka Shizi's face with a handkerchief.

Then he stood up, pulled Kashiko to the area where various flowers were planted in the yard, dug a hole with the small shovel next to him, and buried the seeds. During this period, he also explained the meaning of each step to Ka Shizi in a gentle voice.

"Nitro-chan, is this all right?"

"Yes, next time Ka Shiko comes again, new plants will grow here."

"Is it a big tree?" Kashiko asked seriously.

"Hmm~~It could be grapes or something like that." Glass tilted his head and thought for a moment before answering equally seriously.

"Can we eat grapes tomorrow?"

"It probably won't work tomorrow."

"That……"

While answering the little girl's question, Glass smiled at Hojo Kyousuke and Sakura next to him, and took Kasuko to the bathroom to wash his face and hands.

"Glass is really suitable to be a mother." Sakura said as she looked at Glass, who was bending over and holding Kazuko, still smiling gently as she answered the child's endless questions.

"yes."

Hojo Kyosuke agreed. If it were him, he would definitely say to his sister, "That bird is so disgusting. Next time we see it, we will catch it and roast it." There is absolutely no way he could have left such a beautiful memory for Kashiko as gently as Glass.

Under the extreme upbringing of Aunt Nishimiya, Sakura still maintains a gentle heart. Sakura truly feels that Glass is very tough. Like a reed swaying in the wind, it sways but never breaks.

She could actually understand Aunt Nishimiya a little bit. When she was pregnant with Yuzuru, she was forced to divorce by her husband's family and raised two children alone. It was understandable that she became extreme, but it was just a bitter experience.

Fortunately, with Kyousuke's help, Glass's life is finally on the right track.

Walking to the newly planted maple tree in the yard, Sakura gently stroked the leaves and looked back towards the house.

Naohua was being teased by Aunt Mijiko, and she sat there at a loss with her face flushed. She could only lower her head and hum, and kept sewing the sofa cover in her hand. Fortunately, the glass that had been cleaned came out to save her. Kashiko stood in the center of the living room, dancing and describing what had just happened to her mother.

Looking at the happy scene, Sakura sighed softly.

Just as she couldn't live without Kyousuke, she couldn't imagine what would happen to Glass and Naoka after losing Kyousuke. Especially Glass, although he has become very strong now, that was only because Kyosuke was by his side.

Moreover, let alone glass, isn’t it the same for myself?

And Kyosuke...

His heart is also made up of such pieces of a puzzle. Without any piece, he will no longer be complete.

"You managed to survive." The girl was surprised to see a new bud on the maple tree.

"Yeah, maybe she likes her new home very much."

Seeing Sakura's happy look, Hojo Kyosuke said with satisfaction.

"Yeah! That must be the case!" He nodded heavily.

Sakura and the others returned to Minato City that night. If they hadn't repeatedly promised that they would be back soon, Kashiko would have cried so much that he couldn't sleep.

The person who came to visit the next morning was Miki Okudera. Originally she was too embarrassed to come and just wanted Kyosuke Hojo to take back the coffee machine as a gift. However, in the end, Kyosuke Hojo said, "My mother and grandma have long wanted to see you." See you" words like this convinced me.

Such formal visits always had an agreed time, so just after ten o'clock Hojo Kyousuke walked to the entrance of the hospital and waited.

Miki Okudera, who usually looks fashionable in whatever she wears, has been dressing up all morning carefully today. Her hairstyle and clothes are all very lively.

"Kyosuke, good morning." Wen Wan's voice was a little uneasy. I wonder what the attitude of Kyousuke's family would be towards me, who is so different in age.

"Welcome, welcome." Hojo Kyousuke said loudly, and without saying a word, he led the nervous beauty back home.

Although she has been running an independent store for a long time, it was still the first time for Okudera Miki to meet her parents. She was so nervous that she couldn't even move forward.

"It's okay, my family is very easy to get along with. My grandma has long wanted to see how the girl who accepted her recipe is doing with her cooking."

It is also because of this that the visit time is scheduled to this time. It was a rare visit for the family, and of course Hojo Kyousuke wanted them to see all the people he knew in Tokyo. Let them know how they live in Tokyo and not worry about themselves.

"Do I really have to prepare lunch?" Miki Okudera, who loves cooking, felt a little afraid for the first time.

"Of course, my grandma is the only one in the whole family who is good at cooking. I don't know how happy she will be to have you help her." Seeing that the always mature Miki has such a cute side, Hojo Kyosuke took her hand and opened the door. .

"Excuse me." As soon as he opened the door, Miki Okudera saw four people looking at him inside, and he quickly bent down to say hello. After bending down, she saw the little girl standing at the entrance, who seemed to be integrated into the cabinet. She immediately thought that it was Kyousuke's younger sister, Kashiko, and she quickly said hello with a gentle smile.

"Welcome, welcome." Hojo Mikiko came over with a smile.

"This is a gift." Miki Okudera handed over the box in her hand. This was something she had to do, so she didn't ask Kyosuke to help her pick it up before.

"Oh~ It's a coffee machine. I don't have one at home. Thank you so much." Hojo Mikiko said in an unusually familiar tone.

"As long as you like it."

Seeing the appearance of Kyousuke's mother, Okudera Miki's tension eased a little. The gift of a coffee machine was of course well thought out. Kyousuke doesn't drink coffee, so he definitely wouldn't want to buy it when buying furniture. But Neon people really like drinking coffee, so it is necessary to prepare a coffee machine in such a big home.

"Hurry up and sit down. Why are you standing here and starting to chat?" Hojo Kyosuke took out the slippers prepared for Okudera Miki.

There is also a rectangular floor-to-ceiling window on the right side of the entrance, facing the pond in the yard. It looks like a landscape painting hanging there, but more lively and interesting. Hojo Kyosuke himself has stood there many times while changing his shoes. I was stunned to see the swimming fish.

"Hello, sister!" After sitting down in the living room, Kashiko Hojo ran over and stood in front of Miki Okudera and shouted.

"Wow, so cute. Hello Kashiko, this is a gift for you." Miki Okudera took out a beautifully wrapped small package from her handbag.

After sitting down, Hojo Kyosuke introduced the two parties, and then his father took him to the courtyard to have a heart-to-heart talk. Only his mother and grandma chatted with Miki Okudera inside.

"Kyosuke, my father is old."

Hojo Ichiro hugged his son, who was already as tall as himself, and sighed. He has completely quit smoking now, and he no longer even makes the move to take it out and smell it. But now, he is thinking about the three girls who came to the house yesterday, and then looks at the girls in the living room who are chatting happily with his wife and mother. , he wanted to smoke again. The brow that had not furrowed for a long time after not becoming a lawyer now had three deep grooves.

"Father, why did you say this? Aren't you going to travel around the world with your mother?" Hojo Kyosuke also turned his head and looked towards the living room. It happened that Miki Okudera looked over here, and he quickly raised his hand and made a gesture A cheering gesture.

"Have you ever thought about what to do in the future?" Ichiro Hojo didn't believe that his son who inherited his wisdom could not understand the meaning of his words.

"The daughter of a British diplomat will also come to visit me at home in the afternoon." Hojo Kyosuke didn't answer at all.

"What about tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow is a best-selling novelist."

"Gone?"

Hojo Kyosuke thought carefully: "It should be gone."

"Kyosuke, Uncle Yagi asked me to bring you a message. You will always be welcome in his workshop."

With a deep sigh, Hojo Ichiro left his last words. If possible, he could not wait to return to Hokkaido with his wife and daughter immediately. He originally wanted to teach his son some principles of life and social experience, but seeing his son's indifferent appearance, he had to give up.

He has only had one love affair with his wife in his life, and he really doesn't seem to have much experience to share. He finally knew why his father's friend, Uncle Yagi Kazumasa, said those inexplicable words. Listen, all the girls this kid messes with are girls. Ordinary people would have to thank God if they have one, but he...

If this was not his own son, he would have to reprimand him.

"Is the old man's health okay?" Hojo Kyosuke asked. The old man knew that he had moved to a new home and specially sent him a set of handmade tea cups. The cyan cup has faint black lines on its body, which is quite beautiful and different from the ones he made.

"Being healthy enough to climb Mount Tengu in winter."

Miki Okudera in the living room was no longer nervous at all. What Kyousuke said was indeed true. His mother was so easy to get along with. After hearing her age, she actually clapped her hands and said that girls should be older and be sensible. It hurts. She also thanked her for taking care of Kyosuke in the Garden of Words.

While her face turned red with embarrassment, she was also filled with secret joy.

The lunch was so enjoyable that the kindness in Hojo Kyosuke’s grandma’s eyes almost overflowed from her eyes.

In the afternoon, Yinglili finally arrived after getting ready. But Hojo Kyosuke suspected that it was not Eiri, but a simulation robot, because not only did she not look arrogant at all when she spoke, but she also walked very stiffly.

"Kyosuke, what are you looking for?" Standing at the door of the house, looking at Hojo Kyosuke who had already circled around her twice, Erili asked with a tight face.

"I'm looking for the robot's switch."

"Idiot! You are the robot! You are such an idiot and unreasonable! You are still full of random thoughts on such an important day. Please be more serious!"

Eirili, who was wearing a gorgeous princess dress, ignored the risk of her hair being damaged and immediately launched a useless attack with her small fist raised.

"But didn't you ask me to stand here with you? I told you to hurry in before." Hojo Kyousuke said while enjoying the massage.

"Huh? Why do you think I'm standing here stupidly?" Ying Lili said dissatisfiedly, clenching her fists.

…So isn’t this the question I’m asking?

Seeing the other party's expression, Yinglili also reacted. Just as she was about to speak, the sound of a truck's engine came from the main road outside the residential area.

"Ah, we're finally here." After calling in a low voice, Erili grabbed Hojo Kyousuke's hand and walked towards the truck.

"This is?"

"Gift!" Ying Lili said proudly, raising her head.

"Gift?"

"Um!"

Need a gift shipped by truck? Hojo Kyosuke was stunned. Two people got out of the cab of the truck and drove into the compartment.

As the two-sided carriage unfolded, a gleaming red sports car appeared in front of Hojo Kyosuke. Sparkling is not an adjective. The smooth car body and high-grade paint are so dazzling in the sun that it is impossible to look directly at it. It is the light of money.

"How's it going? It's very handsome, isn't it?" Ying Lili asked proudly, not worrying at all that the other party might not like the gift she chose.

"It's so handsome." Even Hojo Kyosuke, who doesn't know anything about cars, can still feel a sense of fashion that transcends time from the super sports car in front of him, which is obviously a product of the last century.

"Hehe, that's good. My dad said you will definitely like this gift." The girl smiled contentedly.

"But Yinglili, you should know that I don't have a driver's license, right?"

"This is a collectible, not for opening."

The young lady from the diplomat's family said matter-of-factly that this kind of car was definitely not suitable for Kyousuke's personality. How could she not know this? But the empty garage looked unsightly. She discovered this the first time she visited the house after it was renovated. Immediately take it to heart.

I happened to be worried about how to get back the money that Kyosuke gave me. After asking my father for his opinion, I decided to give away this generation of Acura NSX, known as the "Japanese God of War". A car that has maintained such good condition for so many years would have been impossible to find if my father hadn't had many friends.

"That's it. It's indeed a good collection." Even though he couldn't call himself poor at all, Hojo Kyosuke was still stunned by the arrogance of the eldest lady beside him.

"Hmph, this is nothing. I will give you something better when I wait for your coming-of-age ceremony!" Ying Lili raised her little head proudly, her clear voice full of happiness.

The deliveryman set up the ramp and carefully drove the car down. As soon as it started, the engine roared loudly.

“This sound is still so charming.

The first-generation Acura NSX is equipped with a 280-horsepower 3.0L V6 engine. It is the first model in history to use all-aluminum monocoque technology. The body weighs only 200kg, which is 40% lighter than a steel body of the same volume. It is a classic Lift-type 'double jump light' design..."

Hojo Kyosuke was worried that the delivery boy might accidentally drive the car crookedly when he heard a sound like chanting from behind, full of piety and fanaticism. If this is really a monk, Gao Gao must be at the abbot level. At least he has never heard such a professional voice in the nearby temples.

Unfortunately, that monk was not a monk, but his father.

"Dad, why did you come out?"

"How can you still sit still after hearing such a sound!" Ichiro Hojo said excitedly as he ran out wearing indoor slippers.

Eiriri next to her was about to praise her for her discernment, but after hearing Hojo Kyosuke's words, her body immediately stiffened and returned to the robot state. Her head, which lacked engine oil, quietly turned around and hid behind Hojo Kyosuke's body. Be careful. snoop.

"Kyo, Kyo, Kyo, Kyosuke."

Eiriri, who usually would only get stuck for a moment no matter how shy she was, today was full of shyness. Looking at her delicate, red face and her blurry eyes, Hojo Kyosuke suspected that she would faint at any time.

"Don't worry, my dad's brain has been shut down since he saw the car." He found Yinglili's little hand and squeezed it slightly, turning his head and laughing softly.

He knew very well that his father was a car enthusiast. Whether it was his home in Minato City or his home in Hokkaido, they were filled with car magazines. Even my current new home already has no less than ten books in just a few days.

"NSX", "GTR" and "S2000" were often talked about. I vaguely remember that my mother asked my father to buy one. But considering the comfort of the ride, my father reluctantly gave up. After all, he is the only one in the family who can drive, so buying two cars would be too much of a burden.

"Dad, this is Sawamura Spencer Eiri, my good friend. This is my father, Hojo Ichiro."

"Uncle, uncle, okay." As smart as Ying Lili, she found a good way to deal with nervousness in an instant. Even if she pretended to stutter, it would be better than being embarrassed.

"Ah, hello, hello, thank you for taking care of this useless boy of mine." Ichiro Hojo responded with a smile.

Kyousuke is not incompetent! The moment of anger made the girl forget her nervousness. If it weren't for the words "Thank you for taking care of me" that followed, which made her happy again, she might have puffed up her face with anger.

"Everywhere, Kyosuke is taking care of me."

The gleaming Acura NSX finally landed safely, and the deliveryman came over with a receipt.

"At this time, we must check carefully."

Just as Eiri was about to sign, Ichiro Hojo suddenly said seriously.

examine? what to check for? It seemed that there was no problem at all. The girl was stunned when she started writing, and she was at a loss for a moment.

"My father wants to come to the car and take a look, just leave him alone." Hojo Kyosuke bent down slightly and leaned into Eri's ear to translate for his father.

"Oh." Yinglili, who already knew how pleasant it was to get along with a translator who fully understood her own thoughts, understood instantly.

After making a fuss for a while, Ichiro Hojo finally drove the car into the garage at home. Even if there were three or two business cars parked in the large garage, it would not be crowded.

After entering the living room and seeing this sister who was a hundred times more beautiful than a doll, Kashiko immediately hugged Eiriri and wouldn't let go. Thanks to Kashiko, Eiriri was finally able to speak normally. She is already proficient in social skills and is a standard young lady. In such a scene...

Well, he became a normal person. There is no tsundere at all, just a shy, introverted, well-educated neon JK.

Hojo Kyosuke's fulfilling and wonderful day passed just like that.

At night, lying on the bed, Ichiro Hojo said softly: "Mikiko, Kyousuke will have problems sooner or later."

"I wonder what the girl Kasumigaoka Shiwa's personality is like. Today's Eiriri doesn't look like a noble lady at all. She's so cute." Hojo Mikiko had to speak louder because Kashiko was sleeping next to her. She won't wake her up.

"It's true that he is very tutored and the gifts he gives are also very good, but this is too much."

"I've also read that girl's book. It's a best-selling novel. It's really hard not to be moved." Mikiko Hojo continued.

"..." Ichiro Hojo.

Bastard, you've figured out the Neon people's tendency to make reservations for everything, right? Aren't you afraid that everyone will come to your door together?

The next day, Kasumigaoka Shiu, who looked extremely ladylike in white casual clothes, came to visit, and the gift she brought was a set of desert rose coffee cups. It was a brand that Hojo Kyosuke didn't recognize, but he made a pot of coffee for everyone on the spot.

Ichiro Hojo, who had calmed down, followed his wife and happily chatted with Kasumigaoka Shiu, who was equally excellent and polite, in a cheerful manner as he welcomed his daughter-in-law.

"Is it supposed to be over now?" the old father asked, glancing sideways at his son.

"No, there will be more in the afternoon."

? ? ?

"Don't worry, we are true friends this afternoon. Seniors and classmates in the school." Hojo Kyosuke quickly explained that Tetsuta Kirisaki, Hata Goro and others, as well as Maki Kyosuke, etc., all came to visit this afternoon.

The next morning, while Hojo Kyosuke was dealing with some miscellaneous items at the publishing house, he received a call from Ono Hiro, the master of the Minato City Kendo Hall Yamamura, saying that he would bring friends to visit his home in the afternoon.

A long-lost acquaintance actually took the initiative to come as a guest, and Hojo Kyosuke quickly informed him of the new address.

On the other side, Ono Yamamura looked at the girl next to him after finishing the phone call.

"Is this okay?"

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you, Yamamura Ono-san." Mitsuha Miyamizu, who was sitting on his knees, put his hands on his knees and bowed slightly to express his gratitude.

"It's okay, I also want to know why Kyousuke gave you this bamboo sword. You know, that kid would always carry it with him wherever he went." Yamamura Ono said.

"Yes, why." Miyamizu Mitsuba murmured softly, lowering his head and holding the bamboo knife that still seemed to have the body temperature of a certain person.

A friend in the same class suddenly gave her a bamboo knife, saying that someone asked her to give it to her. When asked who commissioned it, she didn't tell her. She only said that if she could tell her who she wanted to find in Tokyo, she would tell her the name of the client.

With Mitsuha Miyamizu's character, she would not accept such a gift from an unknown source, nor would she be taken advantage of by such words. But the moment she held the bamboo knife, the familiar feeling that made her want to cry made her retract her refusal.

"That person is in Tokyo." My friend Miho Mihashi finally said.

"Tokyo……"

It's Tokyo again, the person you must go to, the most important person is waiting for you in Tokyo!

As she wished, she was admitted to the university that her grandparents had hoped for. She said goodbye to her grandmother and took her younger sister to Tokyo to reunite with her father. According to the inscriptions on the bamboo swords, after some inquiries, she found the Dojo of the Hokatsu Ittoryu family in Yaesu, Chiyoda District, the Okemachi Chiba Dojo.

Because they are bamboo knives made of special materials and techniques, each one can be called precious, so there are corresponding marks on them. It is easy to find the original owner through records, that is, he has gone to Pratunam City to open his own business. Yamamura Onohit in the dojo.

Mitsuha Miyamizu simply showed off the sword moves he mastered, and people at the dojo said that there was no doubt that they were the true skills of Beichen Itto-ryu. Because of her superb swordsmanship, the other party also asked her about her apprenticeship and whether she wanted to register at the dojo to learn more advanced sword moves.

Unfortunately, the girl also didn't know where her kendo strength came from, so she could only keep shaking her head. As for the invitation, she said she would wait until she found a teacher.

She rushed to Watergate City that day, found Yamamura Ono, and heard the name from his mouth that made her soul tremble.

Hojo Kyosuke

So, the most important person, your name, is Hojo Kyosuke?