Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"So Eiriri, you want to make our real encounter into an animation?"

"Um."

The girl who pointed the back of her head answered in a calm voice.

"But in that case, I can only produce a short story at most."

"Idiot, I have to include the story that happened later. The useless cartoonist and the genius girl cartoon assistant, the two people who foraged for food late at night, and Mei, Mei..." The rose-colored high school life belongs to two people. Human youth love story!

"In short, you only need to be responsible for turning the story I told into a script."

"That's it..."

Hojo Kyousuke rubbed his chin and began to think. His original idea was to wait for Eri to hone his painting skills for a while, and Glass could also learn the skills of voice acting during this time, and then make long-term plans in high school. But I didn't expect that Yinglili would actually start working hard, so the plan would have to be accelerated a little. The shell company also needs to start recruiting people. In this regard, Qisaki may not be able to handle it, so she has to find a way through other channels...

The little feet twisted slightly, and the body rotated at a right angle of one tenth per second. The girl, who seemed to be her real body at the back of her head, quietly revealed half of her face, peeking at someone who was thinking deeply with her blue eyes.

Was this really so embarrassing for him? Shouldn't it be fun to do something like this?

Even if you don’t know what to do when you’re drawing the script, even if you want to throw away the paper and pen and smash the screen in irritation countless times, as long as you think that you are recording the story of two people, the girl can endure it no matter how hard it is. He even became happy again and became full of fighting spirit.

"Forget it if you don't want to do it. Anyway, I can do it well even if it's just me!" The fluffy bangs disappeared and the back of the head appeared again.

snort! This idiot, Aunt Nobuko Yoshida from Mom's flower arrangement party didn't help introduce him either.

"Um?"

Hearing this groaning sound, Hojo Kyousuke raised his head and looked at Eiri. Then his eyes moved down, looking at the little feet that seemed to be crushing him to death. The yellow Crocs for the balcony made an overwhelming sound under the torture of the owner's little feet.

"Hahaha."

"You're still laughing! How dare you laugh! You actually have the nerve to laugh!"

The girl uttered three questions of the soul that ended with an exclamation mark.

"I didn't say I wouldn't do it, I was just thinking about the name of the studio. This is a big problem. I thought about it for a long time and was still not satisfied. I was so worried that I couldn't sleep well."

There is no need to tell Ying Lili about the troubles of forming a company. Even if necessary, just go to Mr. Spencer directly. Just like the princess in the fairy tale, she could just stay innocent and keep all these troubles away.

"Is this so?"

Hehe, it turns out he was already thinking about the name of the studio. What a fool, do you even need to think about this? Wouldn't it be better to just call it "egoistic-lily"? After all, it is a studio for two people. No, we can’t be so hasty, we should think of something more meaningful.

"So that's the case, then I'll accept this commission reluctantly. It's not okay if I can't sleep well. The president is not tall."

The main body disappeared, Ying Lili turned around and said in a tone of "Just be grateful to me".

"Yes, then I'll look forward to it." Hojo Kyosuke nodded with a smile.

"But then again, you are growing up too fast, aren't you? If you continue like this, you will be regarded as a monster!"

The girl stood on tiptoes and made a gesture between her head and Hojo Kyousuke's chin. If she had grown taller, the composition would be very inconsistent, and it seemed that she had not grown for a week. hateful!

"Don't worry, don't worry, my vacation doesn't seem to be long anymore. I won't be much taller than you." Someone easily saw through the girl's little thoughts. Although it may be longer in the future, he will try not to grow too long.

"Who cares about you!"

After saying the last sentence, Yinglili walked to the balcony door in her Crocs, threw off her slippers and walked in.

Haha, this idiot, Hojo Kyousuke chuckled, shook his head, and followed her.

"Although I will be responsible for both scripts and storyboards in the future, in order for Supervisor Eiri to start working better in the future, it is still necessary to study a little now, right?"

"Huh? Shouldn't you be the supervisor?"

Yinglili, who had already sat back on the chair, turned her head and asked unexpectedly.

"Well, I think this is the animation you want to make, Eri-ri. It might be happier if you can personally supervise it?"

"Huh? Am I the only one who wants to do it?"

"I want it too, I want it too! So I chose to become the performance (assistant director) and fulfill all the supervisor's instructions."

"That's pretty much it. Then I'll be the supervisor!" Ying Lili nodded with satisfaction, and then generously took out the scripts she had tried to draw before.

"Like here, there is no need to draw the process of me walking from the inside of the bookstore to the door. If it was like that time when we went to the bookstore together and you suddenly ran away..."

"Who escaped!"

"... Then it is necessary to draw the situation where I am chasing behind and being blocked by passers-by. Otherwise, it would be better to just cut the scene to the door. This will reduce a lot of work for the artist, that is, you, and the cost will also be reduced." Hojo Kyosuke He automatically ignored Yinglili's angry words and continued talking.

"And here, there is no need to draw it in such detail. Just add a lot of description of a person. Photography and animation will take care of this part.

Oh, I understand, Yinglili, you don’t have a good grasp of the character’s movement state, right? "

"Well..." That's how an arrogant person is. He is always serious when doing business. Well, the occasional small temper cannot be called a small temper. It is to liven up the working atmosphere.

"This is actually easy to solve. Come on, you are the heroine drawn based on yourself. I will videotape it for you and then explain it slowly."

"Um?"

Yinglili raised her head and looked at someone suspiciously. She always felt that these words were a bit familiar, and she had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu. This guy doesn't want to take the opportunity to take revenge... No, it's his honor to be his model, how can he say revenge.

"Come on, I have perfect scores in the physics section. I can definitely teach you in an instant. In fact, exercise is also very simple..."

Hahaha, do you know what it means that the wind and water are changing? Someone with bad intentions is still thinking about how many times he will shout "wrong". "No, the arms don't move like that and the elbows are relaxed. Don't worry about how to relax the elbows, just relax anyway." "You have to step lightly so that the lines of your leg muscles will look better."...

"you go!"

"Huh?" The beautiful fantasy was interrupted by a cold voice. Hojo Kyosuke's eyes regained focus and looked at Eiri, who had her arms folded across her chest.

"Go!" the girl repeated again, stretched out her little feet in white socks and pushed hard on the stunned boy's thigh.

"No, Yinglili, you are the heroine..."

"That's a long way to go! You actually want the supervisor to be a model for this mere animation show, don't get too carried away!" The girl bared her little tiger teeth, and her blue eyes actually glowed with a fierce light like a tiger. No, no, even if it is a tiger, it is still a tiger less than two months old.

"But our body types are different..." Hojo Kyosuke tried to convince.

"Shut up, it's so noisy, hurry up and follow the supervisor's instructions!" Ying Lili's small and delicate chin raised proudly, her hands grabbed both sides of the chair, her body pressed against the back of the chair, her little feet worked harder, and under her white cotton socks, The rounded shapes of the five toes are clearly visible.

"...I know." Someone sighed softly, so as long as I stay in this mansion, do I have to become a model?

"That's not a girl's running posture at all. Are you Miyamoto Musashi!" The blond supervisor scolded dissatisfiedly.

"Gently make fists with both hands. Idiot, I'm not telling you to be an adult. Imagine holding two eggs."

…

The happy game between the two lasted until nine o'clock, and they never stopped except when Mrs. Sayuri came to deliver fruit. I also finished relaxing my body, and the amount of exercise was even a bit excessive.

"Okay, it's almost time for me to go back." Putting down Eiri in his arms, Hojo Kyousuke rubbed her head.

"Huh? It's only nine o'clock!" Didn't we agree to stay here for the night?

"I still have something to do at home, so I have to go back early." Although this mansion is large, there is only one room that is attractive to Hojo Kyousuke. Otherwise, he cannot stay. Although he is occasionally very flexible, he also has his own persistence!

"Okay, I also wanted to say that we can go have a late-night snack together and take a walk later." Ying Lili pursed her lips.

"Haha, there is still so much time after that, so take your time."

"Of course I know that. I'll call and call a car for you." Although she was very reluctant to leave, the girl immediately thought of the other party's return home.

"I can just take a taxi myself after I go out."

"Are you stupid? How can I get a taxi near my house?"

Kita Ward is the old Furukawa Garden with a ridiculously low population density, so of course you can't take a taxi.

"I didn't expect you to be so attentive, Ying Lili." He basically rode a motorcycle every time he came here, so he didn't expect it.

"It's so noisy!"

In the end, Hojo Kyosuke did not harm the white tulips under Eri's balcony.

Every time she goes to the balcony to relax after being tired, she will be in a better mood when she sees the beautiful and elegant flowers.

With this in mind, he asked the driver to divert to a flower shop that was still open and bought tulips of the same style.

Late at night, neon taxis are a terrifying presence. This is not only because of the horror stories that are not known to be true or false, but also because of a device in the car that flashes scarlet lights.

Just because of the ever-changing red light, countless office workers who worked overtime until late at night and missed the train chose to drink all night and spend the night in small Internet cafes without daring to go home.

Well, it’s the meter.

"Beating faster than my heart!"

This is definitely not because the heartbeat is frightened to a halt, but it is really scary. Even the cost of entertainment for a whole night may not be as much as the cost of taking a taxi home.

Previously, Hojo Kyousuke had to help Glass and the others call a taxi. This was the reason why Sakura said luxury. Being able to take a taxi as you please is basically a "luxury" behavior only available to people with an annual income of more than 50 million yen.

Of course, as long as he doesn't touch luxuries such as "risk capital", Hojo Kyosuke can ride around Tokyo in a taxi all day long.

After paying, Hojo Kyousuke walked towards his residence amid the driver's friendly reminders and farewells. The taxi had a self-priming door, so there would be no unpleasant "bang!"

Because I was a little delayed buying flowers in the middle, it is already half past nine.

When I walked to the entrance of the courtyard, the light in the living room was still on as expected. This was the reason why he wanted to go home early, because he knew that if he didn't go home, Glass and Naohua would definitely not sleep, even though he had told him early what he was going to do.

Open the courtyard door and walk on the bright stone path under the sensor light to the door of the house. Before he could hold the door handle, the door flew open.

"Welcome home~Kyosuke-kun."

In the warm yellow light of the living room, there was Glass's peaceful smiling face.

"Keeping an eye on the surveillance camera?" Hojo Kyosuke pinched her little nose.

"Hehe~~" smiled sheepishly.

"Why don't you go to bed early? Aren't you going to start classes at the voice actor training center tomorrow?"

Hojo Kyosuke bent down, and even the slippers had been taken out of the shoe cabinet.

"Hmm~ I just want to wait and say good night to Kyosuke-kun."

Wearing pink pajamas, Glass stood with his hands behind his back and stood beside the armrest of the sofa in a lively manner. His fluffy hair seemed to be transparent.

After putting the tulips into the vase, Hojo Kyosuke walked over and gently hugged Glass, kissed her forehead: "Good night."

"Well! Good night, Kyousuke-kun~" The day's longing was satisfied in this kiss, and Glass's face bloomed with a color like pink tulips.

"Naoka just happened to go take a shower." When going upstairs, Glass pointed to Ueno Naoka's room.

"Go to rest early, Kyosuke-kun." She walked into the room with her last instruction.

Take out the small bottle of barley tea from the refrigerator, there will be no Coke. It's a pity that my mother went back to Hokkaido, otherwise I could still use the excuse that she wanted to drink.

Throwing his body onto the sofa and letting the soft backrest swallow him up, Hojo Kyousuke slowly exhaled. I have been busy outside all day, and even if I finally played with Yinglili for a while, I couldn't relieve my fatigue. Not physically, but mentally.

Only in a quiet and peaceful home can you truly relax.

Looking at the still green maple tree in the courtyard, he gently sipped the barley tea. Although he didn't drink it very fast, the amber liquid in the bottle disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"are you tired?"

"Hmm~" He shook his head: "Whenever I get home, I can't help but say to myself, "Thank you for your hard work." This is the charm of home."

"Haha, it's really like what that guy Sakura would say." Ueno Naoka chuckled, walked around the sofa and sat next to Hojo Kyousuke.

"No, no, no, she will definitely shout her words out loud."

"Too."

Hojo Kyousuke turned his head. Naohua was wearing a sky-blue dry hair cap, with a few strands of wet hair leaking out from the edge. Her hair, which could have been photographed in a shampoo commercial, became even darker and shinier under the moisture.

"What's wrong?"

Noticing the eyes looking at her, Ueno Naoka raised her hand and touched her face, and asked doubtfully.

"No, at least this is the first time I've seen you after taking a shower."

"Oh...it seems so."

As she said this, the girl's already rosy face became more and more beautiful after taking a bath, and her beautiful blue-purple eyes were also covered with mist.

"Shall I help you dry your hair?"

"Okay." Zhihua, who had planned to let her hair dry naturally, nodded happily.

Hojo Kyosuke brought a hair dryer and a towel from the bathroom on the first floor, folded the towel, spread it on the back of the sofa, and then gently untied the straight hair drying cap.

"I'm starting."

"Um."

Although she had boldly kissed Kyousuke Hojo, Naoka Ueno had never been so intimate with anyone. The moment her hair was lifted, her body froze, and her lowered face turned red. Almost like bleeding.

In the spacious living room, the sound of the hair dryer was not too loud, and the two of them chatted casually. When discussing the choice of the first product, the first thing to exclude is Saitama's cloak. Although he is an absolutely popular character, not many people would pay for the tights even for the sake of faith.

"It should be the uniform vest of the Survey Corps. Even if it is used as regular clothes, it won't look weird." Hojo Kyosuke said, and his hands kept lifting up another strand of hair.

"Yeah, that's what I thought too."

Feeling Kyosuke's gentle movements on her head, Naohua narrowed her eyes in enjoyment.

"Kyosuke, you don't use a hair dryer, right? Why do you feel so skilled?"

"Well, it's because Sakura has been pestering me to help her blow her pussy since she was little. Every time after taking a shower, she would come to my house with wet hair, and she wouldn't even care if her clothes were wet."

"...Oh." Sure enough, that guy Sakura is the biggest enemy.

After drying her hair quickly, Naohua saw Hojo Kyosuke who still didn't want to sleep. She didn't ask him what else he wanted to do. She just told him to go to bed early, then said good night and went back to the house.

Someone brought a notebook and other equipment from the room, sat down in the Japanese room, and started drawing. I promised to draw a manuscript for three weeks tonight, but I made no progress because I was addicted to playing house with Ying Lili. I can only make up for it now, and that fool probably won't notice this later.

If she really reminds her, just follow her example, raise your chin and say "Are you a goldfish with only seven seconds of memory?", and you can successfully change the topic to whether goldfish have memory, or what it is. The topic of whether memory can only last seven seconds comes up. Of course, it will definitely end with a massage.

the next day

As usual, it was a book signing. The reason why it was arranged so intensively was to win prizes and to prevent the publishing house from bothering me again after school started.

Eiriri, on the other hand, supervises Mr. Spencer with great action, and has decided to take Hojo Kyosuke to go horse riding next week to get to know the standing director of the awards committee.

"If you dare not come, you will be dead!" He was vicious and extremely fierce.