Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

【April 8·Monday】

"Wow, it's so beautiful. Are these the flowers from Sister Miki's place?"

In the living room, Sakura put her face in front of the vase, twitched her little nose and took a deep breath.

"Yes, I brought it back yesterday. You were already asleep at that time." Hojo Kyosuke replied in the kitchen.

It was only eight o'clock when he got home yesterday, but Sakura had already fallen asleep. On the way home, he had been thinking for a long time about how to persuade this guy to eat less midnight snacks, but in the end he didn't have to worry about it at all.

"I spent a day playing games with Ying Lili during the day, and then went shopping with Glass. I'm all exhausted."

Sakura walked to the kitchen bar and sat down, resting her arms on her head and yawning loudly. It seemed that nearly twelve hours of sleep could not satisfy her at all.

After yawning, she turned her head and stared at Hojo Kyousuke who was holding a spatula with her bright yellow eyes.

He wore a black T-shirt on his upper body, gray shorts on his lower body, and a red apron. Everyone in the family has their own apron, which is hanging next to the refrigerator.

She knew that after preparing breakfast for herself, he would immediately go upstairs to take a shower and change into clothes that were not contaminated by oil smoke. Although you can choose meals that do not produce fumes, he said that he always said that "although fumes are annoying sometimes, they are a necessity of 'home'."

I don’t know where the crooked truth comes from.

The sound of the range hood is in my ears, the smell of meat is in my nose, and the man who looks like a househusband is in my eyes.

The golden light of the rising sun shone in from the direction of the courtyard, gently draping the girl's body like a luxurious feather coat.

Sakura narrowed her eyes and murmured in a voice that could make people sick to death:

"I feel so happy~~"

"Idiot, if you keep saying this, God will know about it and won't give you 'happiness' in the future."

Hojo Kyosuke said without looking back, and then handed over a small plate, which contained the oil residue left over from frying the fried sauce. He added salt and mixed it with radish leaves, making it an appetizer.

"But I feel like my chest is full. If I don't say it out loud, I will explode with joy."

Holding a small plate with blue patterns in both hands, looking at the green leaves inside with joyful eyes, Sakura continued.

"In this case……"

Hojo Kyosuke took off his apron, walked out of the kitchen, and opened his arms towards Sakura.

The girl hurriedly put down the plate and rushed over with a small cheer.

"Now you have the smell on your body too."

"Hmm~~This is the taste of home." Sakura closed her eyes and hugged her strong waist tightly, feeling the warmth of the morning.

Hojo Kyousuke didn't speak, and just held her in his arms, enjoying the quiet time that only belonged to the two of them.

After a long time, the two separated.

The girl returned to the bar, took the chopsticks, clasped her hands and shouted "I'm starting", then she stuffed the salad into her mouth and chewed it slowly like a chinchilla.

"It's delicious." Even though there was a little refreshing and salty taste from the vegetables, Sakura still raised her left hand to hold her face and exclaimed happily.

Returning to the kitchen again, Hojo Kyousuke smiled slightly, skillfully put the noodles bought from the Chinese supermarket into the pot, made a bowl of fried noodles and handed it to Sakura.

One is because I want to serve delicious breakfast to the people I like at the beginning of the week, and the other is because I woke up automatically because I slept too much, so it is still very early. Glass, who usually gets up in the morning to study for a while, hasn't even gotten up yet.

"Ah, no, if you eat so much early in the morning, you will definitely gain weight." After yelling like this, Sakura ate another big mouthful of noodles.

"Kyosuke really doesn't understand girls. Food with such a strong taste will make Eri-ri spend another ten minutes brushing her teeth."

"But Kasumigaoka-senpai will probably like it very much. She hasn't tried Kyousuke's fried noodles yet."

"Strange, why hasn't Teacher Xueno gotten up yet? Doesn't she have class this morning?"

"..."

The girl seemed to have endless things to say. She called out the names of her family members one by one. Even Momotaro was caught by her and muttered for a long time.

"Sister, I understand. I will never try to climb the stairs again today. I fell badly yesterday. But I am so bored at home alone. Little Yuanyuan can't talk at all and can only run around."

Listening to the teachings of Mistress No. 1, Momotaro replied in a whimpering voice. Other puppies were old enough to know how to bark, but he still could only make a whimpering sound. Xiao Yuanyuan is the name he gave to the sweeping robot. It’s great, he has the same talent for naming as the male owner.

Hojo Kyosuke also brought his own noodles over and sat next to Sakura, listening to her thoughts while eating.

Glass and Naohua got up one after another. As for Yukino, just as Sakura thought before, she didn't have a single class this morning, so she decided to have a good sleep.

Dong dong dong dong——

There was a loud knock on the door, and no one below even raised their heads, as they were used to it.

That was Erili asking Kasumigaoka to get up. Ever since she saw Hojo Kyosuke being pulled under the quilt by that demon girl and almost fell asleep, she had made up her mind to supervise Kasumigaoka's getting up.

Just as Sakura expected, although she really liked the taste of fried noodles, someone still shouted:

"Can't you think of a way to make the noodles so that they don't leave a smell in your mouth? How can there be a lady who smells like noodles when she opens her mouth? Chores, don't be lazy, I will eat until I don't need it tomorrow morning Jajangmyeon that you can enjoy even after rinsing your mouth.”

"Okay, okay~" Hojo Kyousuke responded casually. Compared to finding a lily with each petal the same size and writing a name on the most conspicuous scales on the koi's back, this was a piece of cake. How can you become a super chef if you can't do such a small thing?

Coming to school, it’s a new week, and recruitment for clubs has become more and more intense.

In the multimedia building opposite the school gate, on the two legs of the "human" shaped staircase, there is the a cappella choir on the left, the choir on the right, and the wind section in the middle.

The a cappella group, which usually seemed the most abnormal, now looked the best. Neither the accompaniment of the chorus nor the music of the wind section could disturb them. Maybe it’s because they’ve long been conditioned to listen to the voices in their own heads.

Amid the passionate music, they sang "Dear Traveler" calmly.

Thanks to the big sign next to the wind section that said the track they played, Hojo Kyousuke knew it was "Burn the Floor", but the chorus section couldn't. Maybe they thought the track they sang was Neon Man. Everyone knows it, so there is no explanation.

Although the singing voice of the a cappella group was not loud, in the midst of the noise, the calmness showed extraordinary power. At least Sakura and Glass were attracted to stop.

"Yesterday I thought their club was weird, but now it seems really good." Sakura praised.

Someone nodded in agreement. As long as there was no accompaniment, Sakura was invincible. No one could say that she was not singing in tune. The whole choir will be led astray by her.

The three of them listened with great interest, and then walked over from the side.

After the multimedia building, there is a huge atrium, which is obviously the main battlefield. Not surprisingly, the reason why the three clubs at the door were huddled together to undermine each other with the attitude of greeting each other with the back of their heads and cold snorts was because they were expelled by the joint efforts of the clubs here.

But because I had breakfast at home and then walked slowly to school, it was getting late now. Most clubs had started to pack their things. The next promotion would be after school in the afternoon. Well, just over six hours later.

"There's even a homecoming club, so why isn't there a sleeping club during class time?" Sakura said casually on the way to the teaching building.

"Maybe, but in order not to be wiped out by the school, they are hiding in the form of a secret society. Adhering to the tenet of 'as long as they sleep in class, they will automatically join the club'. As long as the people who sleep in class do not disappear for a day, their legend will continue It’s spread around the school.”

Hojo Kyousuke has never been stingy about satisfying Sakura's fantasies.

"Where's Ni-chan? Didn't Yuigahama-san ask you to hang out last week?"

"Hmm~" Glass's cheeks bulged and he said hesitantly:

"I feel like it's more fun to play with you Sakura than to meet new friends."

"That's not okay, Glass. High school students have to be in..." Sakura pulled Glass over and began to teach her experience.

Sakura is the absolute authority when it comes to making friends. As early as elementary school, she was a well-liked character in her class. In junior high school, she was even able to have a relationship with Eiri. You must know that although the latter is too lazy to move her feet when sweeping the floor at home and will not move unless someone kicks her, she is 100% the most popular person in school.

Hojo Kyosuke walked aside, watching and listening with a smile. Although he felt that it was enough to have one or two friends in school, and more could only be regarded as classmates with good relationships. However, he agreed with Sakura's idea of ​​asking Glass to make more friends.

Although they are already able to work part-time as shop assistants, they can get along well with the seniors in the office, and they will share some interesting things after dinners. When getting along with Yinglili, they are like big sisters. But this little girl is still too shy, and it is far from feasible for her to become a voice actress. Just looking at those lines makes me so shy that I can't speak.

The classroom arrived while we were talking. As soon as we sat down, Teacher Hiratsuka Shizuka walked in and started today's class meeting. I mainly talked about the tests that will be held every morning next week and about joining the club.

"... Clubs are an indispensable part of high school life. I hope everyone can actively participate. Game clubs and the like are also available. After all, as long as you stay with friends with the same interests, you can always find interesting things. Of course there is sports Students with special talents should also actively participate in clubs, which will be of great help to you in your future job hunting and further studies..."

The woman on the stage looked like a preacher invited by the clubs, and even started to share her own club experiences in high school and college. Unsurprisingly, they were all from a fighting club, and the interesting story was how she used this skill to bravely fight crime on the train.

The students in the audience were all excited at first, but then they were stunned and watched in stunned silence as the teacher on the stage began to demonstrate simple self-defense techniques for women.

The boys were chilled by the sight, but the female classmates became interested and began to inquire whether there was such a club in Sobu High School. Needless to say, the most positive one among them is Sakura.

"Our school doesn't have one, but..."

Shizuka Hiratsuka hesitated, considering whether to pass on his skills to his lovely students. But she soon came to her senses, absolutely not!

I was happy after defeating those dirty elements before, but when I returned to the office, my colleagues looked at me as if I were looking at Ultraman's human body, and said something like, "Hey, that's awesome, Mr. Hiratsuka, I'll be yours from now on." Mr. people are very safe."

She is a modern literature teacher, how could she not understand the meaning of these words? It clearly means that she cannot find a husband and cannot get married. These bastards, when the school holds dinner parties in the future, you must teach your wives a few tricks so that you can kneel on the ground and beg for mercy when you go home.

Now if a fighting club is really established, then I will definitely be the instructor. Then the fact that "Shizuka Hiratsuka is a super violent woman" will not only spread among colleagues, but will spread throughout the university through these students at the speed of light. boundary.

Nightmare!

"Ahem, actually if you really encounter a similar situation, it's better to shout for help immediately or run away quickly. Okay, it's almost time, get ready to start class."

After saying that, she packed up her things and left in a hurry.

The first class in the morning was math class. Although the teacher said that the first class was when the mind was clearest and most useful, and it was most suitable for studying math, Hojo Kyousuke clearly saw that Sakura's head was about to hit the table.

The day passed quickly, and then it was time for club activities.

Hojo Kyosuke sent Kisaki and Hatagoro to go to the kendo club to lead the members to prepare for the activities. For the baseball club, in the end, he did not agree to be the director. He was planning to fish, and he could play during the game, but he could not be the director. , to mislead others, and to accidentally abolish the ministry in three years would be a big sin.

He himself walked out of the classroom with Sakura Glass and accompanied them to continue choosing clubs.

"Now, are they a couple?"

Looking at the backs of the three of them, a girl asked in a low voice to her companion next to her.

"That shouldn't be the case, right? What couple would take another girl with them all day long?"

"But aren't there rumors that Yamauchi-san and Nishimiya-san both transferred in with Hojo-kun?"

The girls competed to exchange information, and just talking about this kind of gossip seemed to make them very happy.

An excellent team must have doers, coordinators, perfectors, supervisors, etc. A "qualified" girl group must have a queen, who is the center of the group, and then a rebel. Of course, this role usually serves as the number two role in the group, that is, the queen's loyal dogleg. , responsible for cheering, issuing exaggerated compliments, etc. Then there are the waiters at the bottom, who join in to feel the queen's warmth and not be isolated. and intelligence officers, responsible for picking out interesting things to do when the Queen is bored.

Although the new semester has only been a week, female high school students who are proficient in this skill have already formed such a group around Miura Yumeko.

Originally, there was a more suitable candidate to serve as queen, and that was Yamauchi Sakura. She has such a good relationship with the top boy in the school, and she has the equally cute Nishimiya Glass by her side. She has a cheerful personality and speaks nicely. Such a person couldn't be more suitable.

However, that person seemed to have no intention of entering into such a relationship with them, but he was not arrogant or anything like that. Whenever someone talks to her, she responds happily.

Yamauchi-san seems to have a power that can infect people's hearts and make them happy unconsciously.

"That's not the case. Yamauchi-san and Hojo-kun are childhood sweethearts, and Nishimiya-san is their elementary school classmate. They made an appointment to go to high school together a long time ago."

Listening to the students' discussions becoming more and more outrageous, Yuigahama Yui couldn't help but interject.

"Oh? Yui, you know a lot." Miura Yuko said with interest. Generally speaking, she would not discuss the gossip of her friends, but those three people were obviously not her friends.

"Yes, Yui seems to have a good relationship with Nishimiya-san."

"It's not that good, I just said a few more words because of the seats." Air Reading Master Yuigahama Yui immediately denied it.

"Speaking of this, have you heard about it? The club founded by Hojo-kun."

"It seems to be called the Happy Life Department?"

"No, it's the Happy Life Creation Department, and the instructor is the super-beautiful teacher Yukino."

"That's great, I want to join too."

"Oh, do you want to join Hojo-kun's harem?"

"Hey!! You are the one, you peeked at him several times during class just now."

Next to him, Hayama Hayato listened to the girls' discussion, his eyes flashing slightly. He was the ace of the football club when he was in junior high school and joined the football club as early as the first day of school. I heard from a senior in the club who also joined the student union that Yukino also founded her own club.

In terms of the unreliability of the name, it is not inferior to Hojo Kyosuke's club.

"Service Ministry"

I don’t know what will happen next, but Sister Yangno will do something if she knows this.

Although his friendship with Yukinoshita Yukino had broken down in elementary school, whether as a retainer or a former friend, he sincerely hoped that Yukino could live a normal life in high school and stop being alone. .

Of course, he only dared to use the title Yukino in his mind. If they really meet, he feels that he is not even qualified to call her "Yukishita-san".

Courtyard

Perhaps because there is a special building with club activity rooms behind it, the people who came here to promote it all brought a lot of props.

Sakura and Glass walked in front arm in arm, while Hojo Kyosuke silently followed behind. This lively scene made him think he had arrived at the cultural festival, and he subconsciously started looking for food stalls. Octopus balls were a frequent visitor to the cultural festival. This was the project of his class in junior high school.

The huge cherry blossom tree was occupied by people from the Literature Department. Under the fluttering pink petals, a girl was reading an unknown article affectionately, using the kind of tone that Chinese descendants on the Internet recite The Tale of Genji. If you taste it carefully, it is indeed It feels beautiful.

Hojo Kyosuke noticed that the petals were not from the cherry blossom tree behind him, but that two boys were holding big bags and swaying them. He didn't know where they collected them. They really take good care of the plants on campus, and I hope they can smile when they clean them in the future.

After seeing someone, the girl who was reciting was happy and her tone suddenly became high:

"Creator of the stone god, master of the sword, Hojo Kyousuke from Class F of the first year, please join the Literature Club and write the story of youth with us~~" the aria ends,

Behind the reciter, a group of girls immediately started shouting coquettishly. Sakura waved cheerfully in response, while Glass tightly held Hojo Kyousuke's arm and walked forward.

Do your literature department all write novels about demon kings and heroes from other worlds? If so, I recommend the swordsman general in the class to give you guidance.

In addition to exhibiting some past works, people from the art club also provided free portraits for interested students. Sakura enthusiastically took the two of them to draw one.

Although there are two painting masters in the family, can this be the same?

Kyousuke Hojo is sitting on the stool, Sakura and Glass are standing on the left and right. If they were all dressed in kimonos, this would be a proper wedding photo. But now this suit-style school uniform is also good, and it looks more fashionable.

Perhaps in order to prove his strength to Hojo Kyosuke, the head of the art club took the initiative to fight. Of course, in the end it was Hojo Kyosuke who asked the new recruits from the Kendo Club to take a few photos of the three of them. What could a few minutes of sketching accomplish? They had no "artistic talent" or "painting talent". of.

"Kyosuke, you go to the club. Next, Glass and I will go to the special building."

Sakura said after walking around the atrium.

"There's nothing going on in the club today, so I won't go and let them train daily."

Ignoring the longing looks of the two members next to him, Hojo Kyosuke said directly. If someone scolded him as a guy who ignored his love and ignored his new love member just to hang out with a beautiful girl. That is definitely a big slander, and it should be noted that his daily life is the same even if there are no club activities.

It would be better to say that club activities were the saboteurs that interfered with his beautiful life. Those who wanted him to guide them first informed the secretary to make an appointment, and they could only get approval when Sakura and the others had other things to do.

"Hey, this can't work. If you take Kyousuke with you, you won't be able to see what the real club is like." Sakura murmured. This is true. As long as you see Hojo Kyosuke coming to the recruitment point, the people of those clubs will It will be like seeing Fukuzawa Yukichi walking, using one hundred and eight martial arts, like a peacock attracting a mate.

"Yes, Kyosuke-kun, you asked me to join more clubs before, but now you don't even go."

Glass pouted, but her voice was still soft. This was her maximum persuasion.

Looking at that cute appearance, Hojo Kyosuke immediately wanted to recruit Glass into the kendo club, so he just wiped his own sweat. However, those people's shouting may disturb the glass, so let them practice "silent victory". This is a unique skill of famous swordsman masters in history.

"I know, I know, I need to find an interesting club." Hojo Kyosuke said to Sakura, she must know what she was referring to.

She was too shy about the difficulty in learning voice acting. As mentioned before, an idiot can turn into a passionate idiot if thrown into a sports club. A suitable club will definitely allow Glass to further change.

This requires contact with strangers, which his Ministry of Creating Happy Life will never be able to do.

"Yeah, don't worry~" Sakura nodded heavily.

"See you later, Kyousuke-kun." Glass waved her hand softly. The black uniform of Sobu High School on her body made her softness slightly lessened, but as soon as she spoke, she immediately changed back to her soft appearance.

After separation, Sakura pulled Glass into the special building. Not all clubs will go out to recruit new members, and some clubs are not suitable for recruiting new members, such as the Gepai Club, which is a card-grabbing game based on "Ogura One Hundred Artists". For some, it is useless to recruit new people, and those who want to come will naturally come, such as the game club.

There are also those who don’t want new people to join at all, such as the classroom in front of me, which is on the fourth floor of the special building, facing the cherry blossoms in the atrium.

"Service Department?" Sakura, who had been visiting all the way here, read out the note posted on the door of the classroom in surprise.

"Sakura... let's go down quickly. There are no clubs on the fourth floor." Glass said tremblingly, holding Sakura's arm tightly.

The last club on the third floor just now is the Paranormal Investigation Club. The entire club is filled with huge bookshelves, so crowded that there is no room for people to sit. The bookshelves are filled with documents, recording the supernatural incidents they have investigated in Sobu High from the first generation to the present.

The last investigation is this year's "XXX on the fourth floor of the special building"

XXX is not a mysterious code name, but three crosses drawn with a red pen. According to them, the fourth floor has been cursed by a club called the "Horror Story Club" since five years ago. Anyone who is assigned there will suffer misfortune. The withdrawal of a member from the club is the least serious, and the destruction of the club is the least severe. Secondly, the most terrifying thing is...

The final result is rather sloppily blackened out and looks like it was done with the last bit of energy in one's life.

"It's okay. I guess the predecessor of their club is the Horror Story Club. That legend is just made up. Look at their bookshelf. Sobu High School only has a few years of school history. There are so many files. Sobu High School has so many years of history. It’s going to be turned into a funeral home.”

Sakura said nonchalantly and patted Glass on the arm. The girl decided to treat this as a test of courage.

Moving her steps to the door, Sakura stood on tiptoes and looked in through the small glass window on the door.

"Hey, there's someone, there's really someone."

The girl was as excited as if she saw the Nautilus in the classroom, and whispered to Glass. The latter's eyes suddenly widened and he became even more frightened. He couldn't help but move his feet backwards, his calves trembling slightly.

"Ah~~ Let's go quickly Sakura~~" Glass begged.

"She's a real person, a very beautiful girl, not a ghost, not a ghost, and we have been blessed by the shrine maiden, so there is no need to be afraid!" Sakura took out the tamori in her pocket. It was Mitsuha who came home before school started. I brought it to them that time.

Holding her white cloth bag tightly with her little hands, Glass also moved to the small glass window on the door to take a look.

She saw that in the empty classroom, there were unused tables and chairs piled up in the back row, and a set of tables and chairs placed near the window. A girl with long black hair was sitting there quietly reading a book.

"But Sakura, we've been talking here for so long, why didn't she react at all?" Glass became even more frightened.

"Hmm... Well, maybe she was too focused on reading?" Sakura thought, and then walked forward, as if she were looking at fish in an aquarium.

snap——

The unlocked door was accidentally pushed open.

Before they had time to apologize, the two of them were mesmerized by the pictures in front of them.

The spring wind carries the moisture from Tokyo Bay, and a few petals of the beloved cherry blossom tree in the atrium are also swept away.

A girl wearing the same school uniform as them sat there, her long black hair tied with two bows with a red ribbon. At this moment, she raised a hand to suppress the hair that blocked her sight. But neither the flying curtains nor the long black hair dancing with the cherry blossoms could make the girl's mind wander.

The scene in front of her was as beautiful as a painting, giving people the feeling that even if the end of the world came, the girl would stay there and continue reading.

Sakura and Glass finally understood why they had been talking at the door for a long time, but the girl in the room remained motionless and still reading. Even the end of the world couldn't stop her from continuing to read and study, so what did the whispers at the door mean?

So Yamauchi Sakura came to the conclusion that a girl who exudes an aura that is as immovable as a mountain and will not be disturbed by her mind is absolutely impossible to do bad things due to inner impulses!

As if she finally noticed someone coming in, the black-haired girl put the bookmark on the table into the book and slowly raised her head.

"Two classmates, before entering a classroom with a closed door, it should be basic etiquette to knock on the door first."

The voice was cold and clear, like a whisper in the ear, but it was heard very clearly. The feeling is like listening to the silent falling snow gradually accumulating.

Sensing the displeasure in the girl's eyes, Sakura swallowed the joke about "We haven't come in yet" and apologized sincerely: "Sorry, sorry."

Glass next to him also bowed quickly.

"Is this so..."

Yukinoshita closed the book and placed it on the table, looking at the two of them, as if trying to tell whether this was a lie.

Looking at those light blue eyes, Nishimiya Glass was a little scared unconsciously, as if all his inner thoughts would be read.

Sakura retrieved information about the girl in front of her from her memory. She also had many friends in the class. A girl with such an outstanding appearance would definitely become the center of gossip after class.

Yukinoshita Yukino is a student in Class J of the first year, also known as the International Education Class. Most of the class are students who have returned from overseas or plan to study abroad, and 90% are girls.

Why would such a girl sit alone in a classroom that seemed to be a warehouse?

Ministry of service? Is this her club?

"Please come in."

Yukinoshita Yukino said, and she didn't know whether she saw that Yamauchi Sakura was not lying, or whether she didn't intend to get entangled in such a trivial matter.

"Excuse me~" the two people at the door whispered, then closed the door and walked in.

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