Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"We are back~~" Yamauchi Sakura's voice came from the front yard.

The moment Hojo Kyosuke, who was cleaning up the barbecue grill in the courtyard, heard the sound, he put down the household items in his hands and walked into the living room.

"Welcome home."

Looking at the three girls with bags full in their hands, they smiled and walked forward to take the things.

"Ah, so tired, so tired." Sakura shouted while changing her shoes. Although she said this, her voice was still full of energy.

"I told you not to buy so many drinks." Zhihua complained.

"Barbecue without carbonated drinks lacks soul! Right, Ni-chan~" Sakura retorted loudly.

"Well, I think oolong tea will be enough." Glass said weakly. Even she has her own insistence. Oolong tea, which can relieve tiredness when eating barbecue, is the best choice.

"Ah, no, I must let you experience the beauty of Coke tonight!" Sakura sobbed unwillingly.

Hojo Kyosuke lifted everything to the ground next to the sofa, and Glass and Naohua also sat on the sofa, relaxing lazily. Only Sakura sat on the carpet, leaning on the sofa next to someone, stretching her long legs. It could be clearly seen that she was really tired.

"Kyosuke, is the barbecue ready? Hurry up and bring it over, grass tripe, hairy tripe, honeycomb..."

The smooth little feet kept tapping on the carpet, and the slippers had been thrown away long ago. As if they were announcing the names of dishes, Yuanqi's voice kept reciting various cow offal.

Hojo Kyousuke looked at Sakura who had just lost the strength to stand up next to her thighs. Listening to the words in her mouth that even he, who was born in a peasant family, could not fully recognize, he rubbed her head vigorously:

"We'll talk about the barbecue later. The charcoal needs to be burned for a while. Now hurry up and show me the medical report."

"Really, Kyosuke, you really don't hide your curiosity about the privacy of female high school students at all."

After muttering like this, Sakura obediently leaned forward to get her schoolbag, pulled out a document bag and handed it over. Glass and Naoka next to them also did the same thing.

"Kyosuke-kun, the doctor said there are no signs of deterioration in my hearing~" Glass said happily.

"Really, that's great!"

"Where's Naohana?"

"Everything is normal. Let's go for a normal physical examination next time, right?"

"No, no, since I've already gone for a physical examination, of course I need to have a good examination!" It was Sakura who said this.

"That's right, and didn't I buy commercial insurance for you all? This can be reimbursed." Hojo Kyosuke said with a smile. This was also a gift he gave to everyone after making money.

"The national medical insurance already covers a lot, but you also need to buy commercial insurance..." Just thinking about the amount Kyosuke has to pay every year makes Naoka feel like his heart is bleeding.

Hojo Kyosuke didn't say anything anymore. He took out his mobile phone and opened Sakura's last report and compared it. Although he was not a professional, he listened to the doctor's explanation well last time and still remembered the key data.

"How about it, you should be super healthy! I have been exercising hard!" Sakura raised her little face with pride and her voice was very happy.

"Indeed, it's great." Hojo Kyosuke bent down and hugged the girl tightly, whose bright yellow eyes shone in the light, and then took a deep breath. Well, it still has the fresh dew scent, and even the scared feeling in the morning is gone.

"Haha, okay, okay, I can't breathe anymore Kyosuke." Feeling the strength of those arms, Sakura's eyes were filled with deep nostalgia.

Hojo Kyosuke let go of his hand and read the reports from Glass and Naoka.

Sakura sat back on the sofa, leaned on the armrest on the other side, lifted her legs up, and began to harass someone with her feet.

As childhood sweethearts, Kyosuke knew her 100%, so why didn't she? Wouldn't it be easy to hide a person like this from him?

Thinking of Kyosuke taking a deep breath on her head just now, Sakura felt funny in her heart. She had discovered a long time ago that Kyousuke seemed to have a special ability. He seemed to be able to smell special smells from other people. No matter how well he disguised himself on the surface, the little emotions in his heart would still be discovered.

She was a little depressed because she was scolded by the teacher at school, but she thought it was too embarrassing, so she didn't complain to Kyosuke during the date, but he still asked himself if he was unhappy after hugging her just like he did just now. matter.

And in the morning, even though he had disguised himself so well, he could still see that he was scared!

If this is really a special function, it would be too useless and interesting.

But now, does Kyosuke still want to smell fear from himself? How can it be! When I was in the hospital, I would be so scared that my legs would be weak, but when I stayed with Kyousuke, all I could feel was full of peace of mind.

"Great, they are all healthy indeed!" Hojo Kyosuke concluded the report.

"Hmm, Kyosuke-kun, you should hurry up and get your physical examination," Glass reminded.

"Me? I don't need it."

With the reward Sanye gave him, even if he got a disease that was about to kill him last year, as long as he "went back to the beginning", it would all disappear without a trace.

"No!" the three girls shouted in unison.

"Okay, let's find time to do it later. Now let's go have barbecue together." Someone immediately compromised.

"Okay!" Sakura stood up instantly.

The lights in the courtyard have been turned on, and lights designed by professionals are distributed in every corner to ensure that no one person blocks the lights on the left and right.

Pickled meats were placed on the wooden folding tables and chairs, and the vegetables were cut and pierced with iron skewers.

Glass and Hojo Kyosuke are responsible for the barbecue, Naohana is responsible for transporting it, and Sakura is responsible for eating.

"Hey? Kyousuke, let's eat this zucchini again!" After almost all the food on the table was wiped out, Sakura ran to the kitchen and picked up a vegetable wrapped in plastic wrap and shouted.

"Can you still eat it?" Hojo Kyosuke ate the leftovers in the courtyard.

"If you try hard, you can still eat some more!" Sakura said loudly, "Because the young lady in the photo looks so cute."

Hearing this, Glass and Naohua laughed out loud instantly, while someone had a black line on his face. He goes to high-end supermarkets to buy vegetables, and the growers of the vegetables will put their photos and some information on the packaging, which is "food with a visible face."

Hojo Kyosuke himself felt a bit scary, but Sakura was really enjoying it. Every time he went shopping for groceries, he would pick out the ones he liked.

Go inside, wash the vegetables, cut them into cubes, and continue roasting them.

After eating the barbecue, we didn’t go for a walk because it was too late. We just held a box of yogurt each. So when I met the movie time every night, even Zhihua, who was not used to watching movies, had to admit that it was so enjoyable to watch a movie together.

"...Oh, is that so? Then I'll go back tomorrow. No, no, no, Kyosuke will take me back. Yeah, um, see you tomorrow, good night, mom~"

Sakura hung up the phone and walked back to the living room from the Japanese room. Looking at Hojo Kyousuke's questioning eyes, she smiled and said:

"My grandparents in Kyoto missed me and asked my mother to take me back to live for a while. After all, there will be less time to go back to high school."

"That's it. Do you need to bring luggage?" Hojo Kyosuke nodded, lifted up the blanket covering his feet, and motioned for Sakura to come back and sit next to him.

"No, no, no, I have them all in my hometown. I go back every year."

Sakura smiled and sat on the right side of Hojo Kyousuke, squeezing him hard.

"Yes, then all you need to do is ride a motorcycle, right?"

"Hmm, hurry up and click start." Sakura shouted impatiently.

Glass and Naoka who were standing next to them heard the conversation between the two and didn't ask any more questions, because this was indeed the tradition of the Sakura family. Basically every year during the holidays, they would return to Kyoto to accompany the elderly, which really touched the neon people. There is not much reluctance in my heart as we will see each other again in less than a month.

In the end, I only watched one movie tonight. Although Sakura said that she didn't need to pack her luggage, she still had to carry some of her belongings with her. Glass and Naohua also went to help her pack.

next day

"Have a safe journey." Glass smiled and waved his hands to the two people on the motorcycle. At this time, he couldn't say to come back early, otherwise he would be very sorry for Grandpa Yamauchi and the others.

"I will be responsible for your share of housework." Zhihua also sent her farewell message.

"Haha, I will bring you a gift. Of course, there is only one oil-paper umbrella made by Sakura-sama!"

Sakura said happily, carrying the same blue schoolbag as yesterday, but it became fatter. She stuffed all the small things into it.

Listening to Sakura's cheerful words, Hojo Kyosuke started the motorcycle.

Forgive him for always using the word "pleasant" about Sakura, but Sakura's life seems to have formed a hyperbola with "unpleasant" and will never intersect. The same road, which in the eyes of others is boring and has an unpleasant slope, is full of fun in her eyes.

In her eyes, the irregularly arranged bricks on the ground became an abyss into which she would fall if she stepped on the wrong one; the moss in the corners of the wall, which had absorbed rainwater and turned green, seemed to her to be hiding a white rhinoceros in armor that might come at any time. It was like rushing out; even on the dusty and smooth concrete walls, she was looking forward to whether a ghost would appear.

She's happy to talk, happy to walk, happy to watch movies, happy to eat... a complete happy fool.

First, we took the Otowa Avenue, then the Capital Expressway Line 5, the Expressway Central Loop Line, and we arrived at Pratunam City in less than an hour. In fact, taking the tram is quite convenient, but you still need to change trains. After arriving in Pratunam, you need to take the bus again.

Hojo Kyosuke first parked the car in his yard, and then walked over with Sakura. Before opening the courtyard door, the latter shouted "I'm back."

Maki Yamauchi soon appeared at the door.

"I'd like to trouble you, Kyousuke-kun, to send her back specially. It's really hard on you."

"No, no, I just happened to go home to get something." Hojo Kyosuke said casually.

"Mom~~ It's Kyousuke who should be thanking me for taking the super beautiful girl Sakura-sama for a ride on a warm spring morning~" Yamauchi Sakura stepped forward and hugged his mother's arm in a skillful way.

"Yes, thank you very much, Sakura-sama."

"Hehehe, come in quickly." Looking at the two well-matched people, the smile on Maki Yamauchi's face became brighter.

"excuse me."

"Uncle Yamauchi, good morning."

"Good morning Kyosuke, how about you come with us to Kyoto for a few days this time? It's just like a junior high school graduation trip. My grandparents have wanted to meet you for a long time."

Yamauchi Sakura's father, Yamauchi Masato, came over and patted Hojo Kyousuke hard on the shoulder.

"This..." Someone's heart suddenly moved.

"Dad, Kyosuke still has a lot of things to do in Tokyo." Sakuraga poured tea for the two of them.

"Yes, thank you for your kindness."

"It doesn't matter, there will be many opportunities in the future."

Sitting in the living room, Hojo Kyosuke chatted casually with Sakura and his family, talking about the facilities around their new home, their expectations for high school, and interesting things about the two of them when they were young. Time passed quietly.

Just when he was thinking about whether to send a message to tell his family that he would not go back for dinner, Sakura said:

"Kyosuke, do you want to go to Kyoto with us for lunch?"

The girl said this sentence in Kyoto dialect, and it ended with a cute ending that is not found in standard dialect.

"Oh, it's already this point." Someone suddenly realized.

"Seriously Sakura, how could you not let Kyousuke-kun eat before leaving?" Yamauchi Maki said angrily.

"But there are other people waiting for him at someone's house~~" Sakura said with a wicked smile.

"Haha..." Hojo Kyosuke laughed dryly. Although Aunt Yamauchi knew that the two of them lived together, it was really not good to be told at this time.

"Is that so? Kyousuke-kun, please go back more slowly."

Yamauchi Maki stood up, picked up a bag of snacks that had been prepared and handed it over. But when she reached the door of the house, she stopped, leaving space for the two of them.

"See you again in many, many days, Kyousuke~~"

Standing at the entrance of the courtyard, Sakura slowly helped Hojo Kyosuke zip up his coat:

"Be careful not to come to Kyoto in the middle of the night as I want, but you can't not think about it!"

The voice was full of joy, but what he said was still unreliable and embarrassing.

"What kind of longing is that?"

"Hmm~~~" Yamauchi Sakura tilted her head and thought carefully. Just as Hojo Kyousuke would respond to her every word seriously, she would also give a reasonable explanation for every word she said:

“Like a butter cake!”

"Cream cake?"

"Um!"

The girl put her little hands behind her back and raised the toes of her left foot. Her brown hair had a transparent texture under the sun, and her fair face full of smiles actually looked a little serious:

"When I think about it, I really want to eat it, but when I think about it carefully, I find that I don't really want to eat it. I am in a state between super wanting and not wanting."

"I can't do this. You'd better come back soon. Just hearing you shout 'Welcome home' once made me addicted and I can't leave you anymore."

Hojo Kyousuke first rubbed Sakura's little head, and then found that this was not enough to relieve the sadness of separation, so he hugged the girl tightly in his arms. Although I knew she would go home in a few days, I didn't want to be separated even for a day.

"Hahaha, I don't believe it. Aren't there still glass and straight flowers?" Although he said this, Sakura still stood on tiptoes and responded vigorously.

"Okay, okay, I will also bring you a unique gift this time!" After letting go of her hand, the girl said happily.

"Well, I'll wait for you to come back at home." Hojo Kyosuke walked out of the courtyard.

"Well, I'll be home soon~~"

Sakura stood at the entrance of the courtyard as usual, watching the black figure disappear at the end of the street.

"Why do you suddenly think of going to Kyoto to accompany your grandparents?"

Maki Yamauchi asked when he saw his daughter returning to the house. My daughter suddenly called me last night and said she was going back to her hometown in Kyoto. According to the plan, she was supposed to go back during the first holiday of her freshman year of high school.

"I'm not going back to Kyoto. In fact, I have something to tell you."

Sakura walked to the living room, sat on the sofa, took out the school bag next to her, and pulled out a document bag.

"Actually, I have pancreatic cancer."

"Sakura, you can't joke about this kind of thing." Yamauchi Maki said with a smile.

"No, it's true. I made a serious expression on purpose!" Sakura pulled out the physical examination report and handed it over, explaining the data above to her mother and her father who had just walked over.

"Why is this happening? Why..."

Looking at the report card with the name of Neon Medical University Health Examination Medical Center, the smile on Maki Yamauchi's face disappeared, and the light in her eyes dimmed, but this expression only lasted less than a second, and then exploded. A loud cry came out.

"Pancreatic cancer..."

Yamauchi Masaki pinched the report with such force that his finger bones seemed to protrude. He exhaled slowly, then clenched his teeth, his face turned livid. His bright eyes were full of disbelief. He is a traditional neon man who will maintain his dignity as a father at all times.

"Dad, Mom, don't be like this. It was discovered very early, the condition is still in its early stages, and the operation can be successful easily."

Finally seeing the scene she least wanted to see, Yamauchi Sakura sighed in her conscience, and then said with a smile.

They looked like they were about to attend their own funeral in the next second, just like the family members of Grandma Watanabe they saw when they were children. Although she was an old woman whom she didn't know at all, just seeing the expressions of her family members made little Sakura feel endless sadness.

So death itself is not terrible, what is terrible is the meaning behind it. Just like now, although she had been mentally prepared for it, the girl was still inevitably frightened when she saw the appearance of her family.

If people around you are like this, showing a sad expression from time to time, carefully avoiding talking about it, and following the doctor's instructions to protect yourself everywhere in life, then don't you just remind yourself "be careful" all the time. , you are a dying person", is it the same?

"Didn't you tell Kyousuke-kun about this?" Yamauchi Maki recalled the Hojo Kyousuke he had just seen. If the other party knew about this, the expression on his face would definitely not be so relaxed.

"Yeah, of course not!"

"If I tell Kyousuke about this, he will probably cry like my mother. If that happens, it will be the end of the world for me."

"Why does this kid talk like this? He almost looks like a Tokyoite." Hearing that his daughter was still in the mood to say such funny things, Maki Yamauchi, who was crying, raised his head and scolded.

"Hehe~~" Sakura smiled easily, right, that's how it should be.

"I've decided to hide it as much as possible from those around me, for my own sake."

If everyone I love becomes like my mother, they treat me like they are protecting an animal that is about to become extinct. They wish they could put me in a house surrounded by sponges, and even the air they breathe every day needs 150 sprays. There are many steps to make it, and even when you poop, you have to ask if there is anything strange about the color.

Even if my mother wouldn't do that, that guy Kyousuke will definitely do it!

No, no, Kyousuke might hire a hundred caregivers to surround him, and then take him around the world every day to complete Lao Shizi's bucket list like in the TV series. When he fell asleep at night, he would study medical knowledge crazily under the desk lamp.

That's not okay. Yamauchi Sakura absolutely doesn't want days like this, so she must hide it from Kyousuke. This is for my own sake.

Even after a fall, she had to take care of her clothes so as not to worry anyone who cared about her. This was the kind of Kyousuke she longed for.

What I like most about Kyousuke is that peace of mind, as if no matter how messed up I am, no matter how messy I make things, as long as I look back and smile in a flattering way, Kyousuke will help me clean up the mess and make everything right. For a restless person like me, this peace of mind was enchanting.

Ninety-nine percent of Yamauchi Sakura's daily life is composed of Hojo Kyosuke. If even he changes, then Yamauchi Sakura's world will collapse.

So, Dah! This matter is absolutely forbidden for Kyosuke to know.

"Yes, if that child knew..." Hearing that Hojo Kyosuke didn't know, Yamauchi Maki cried even louder. That child's love for Sakura will definitely not be less than theirs.

"Make an appointment today and go to Tokyo for treatment tomorrow. The surgery will be performed as soon as possible."

Yamauchi Masato finally couldn't hold back the tears. His hand when he took out the phone couldn't help but tremble. He clicked on it for a long time without opening the phone. He was so angry that he smashed the coffee table several times, shaking everything on the table. Got to stumble this way and that.

"Well, let me do it, Dad." Sakura squatted down, lifted the cup on the table, and then took his father's mobile phone.

She is not afraid of surgery. Although according to what she learned on the Internet, surgery is painful, may lead to death, and has a very poor prognosis, she is really not afraid.

She knew it was to prolong her life.

Moreover, she has learned from the doctor that if she recovers well, she will be able to resume normal activities before school starts.

Find the phone number she wrote down in advance, which is the headquarters of the testing center, Neon Medical University Affiliated Hospital, and call it.

After telling the appointment, when the operator asked for the patient's name, Sakura said calmly, "It's me, Yamauchi Sakura."

Hearing the surprised voice from the young lady over there, Sakura laughed happily as if her prank had succeeded.

Seeing that her mother and father seemed to be crying for a while, the girl who was a happy girl couldn't stand the depressing atmosphere, so she said to pack her luggage and walked upstairs.

Returning to the familiar room, Sakura did not pack her luggage as she said. There were not so many things to use when she arrived at the hospital, and most of the things would be provided by the hospital.

Sitting at the desk, she would habitually take out comics from the bookshelf next to her and read them. This is what I learned from Kyosuke, no matter whether I watch TV or not, there must be something in front of me. But as soon as she stretched out her hand, she realized that of course such a precious thing as comics had been taken to her new home long ago.

Taking out her mobile phone, the girl flipped through it casually, not wanting to think about anything. Why bother thinking when you have nothing to do? Wouldn’t that be looking for something to do? It’s the most correct thing to do some mechanical things and let your brain relax to your heart’s content.

The sudden appearance of an interface on her phone pulled the girl out of her thoughts about Hojo Kyosuke. It was the diary that the miko Mitsuha asked her to keep. Oh, I should call her Miss Jianhao now.

Looking at the documents neatly arranged according to date, Sakura thought casually. Well, after that day, it seemed that Mitsuha never interacted with Kyousuke again. So the time spent in the gap of time is three years? Can this happen even after I die?

With my relationship with Kyousuke, I can definitely stay longer, right? If possible, I would like to swap bodies with Kyousuke sixty years in the future. He should have a white beard and white hair by then. It must be very interesting hahahaha.

He leaned down, opened the cabinet next to the desk, and struggled to find a six-page notebook from the deepest part.

Should I write a diary like Sanye?

With this in mind, she took out a black marker and wrote "A Day in Ruyi Lao" on the cover of the book.

That was the name she chose for her and Kyousuke's home. I believe Kyousuke and Glass would also like it. Anyway, I like it very much, hehe~~

Of course, nothing related to the illness will be written in this diary, otherwise Kyousuke will definitely find out about it immediately. I need to write down all my happiness so that Kyousuke can’t help but laugh out loud when he sees it!

Sakura raised her upper body, leaned on the back of the chair, and looked at the ceiling.

She knew that hiding this kind of thing from Kyousuke was unfair and cruel to him. But please forgive a girl who only has a few years left to live. Maintaining that precious daily life was her only private thought.

Tears fell silently from the corners of his eyes.