Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"Yinglili, wake up."

On Tuesday morning, Hojo Kyosuke knocked on the door for the third time. But the first two times there were responses like "It's so noisy" and "It's so annoying", but now I feel even more sleepy.

"I want to come in~"

He shouted, then slowly opened the door. Everyone in the family except him has the habit of wearing pajamas, so it's not too rude. Yinglili is a specialist in sleeping in bed. As early as when she first moved here, Aunt Sayuri reminded him that if she couldn't wake her up, she would be dragged up by force.

When she was still at home, her driver often sent Mr. Spencer to work and then immediately returned home to prepare to take Yinglili to school. It's not to maintain the image of a young lady, it's too unfriendly for a driver to take me to school, but because I'm going to be late for school.

Of course, when the school is still some way away, Eiri will get off the bus at a less crowded place and pretend to walk to school. Sometimes she would fall asleep again in the car, and then Aunt Sayuri would wake her up.

Opening the door, the light inside was bright. Only two of the three-layer curtains were closed, and the morning sunlight shone directly in.

Although the girl's sleeping posture on the bed is not very elegant, it is enough to be called Sleeping Beauty.

She was lying on her side, holding a stuffed doll in her arms, her thighs resting on it wantonly, her nightgown pushed to the top of her thighs, and the soft white sunlight shone on her fleshy thighs and arms, which were already white and tender. It looks as if it has become transparent, and the light golden fuzz is clearly visible.

Her long golden hair was spread out on the pillow behind her, and her delicate little face still had a faint smile, which made people unable to bear to wake her up. The most important thing is that her head was not on the pillow, and she was sleeping on the bed at 45 degrees.

"Eiriri~" he called softly. Being angry at getting up, he could best understand the anger after being woken up by a sharp sound.

"Hey~~Say~~" The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly and she made a sound like she was talking in her sleep. After he finished speaking, his mouth did not close properly, so his mouth was quickly filled with saliva, and a visible drop of saliva overflowed his lips.

Hojo Kyousuke, who also has scanning eyes, immediately saw this. How could he let this happen? He quickly stepped over the plush doll on the ground, stepped on the carpet that was so thick and soft that it looked like snow, and quickly came to the bed. These things were all It is prepared to prevent someone from rolling down while sleeping.

He stretched out his index finger to wipe away the drop of saliva, and then applied it on the girl's soft lips. Finally, he pinched it gently with his index finger and thumb, closing the alluring little mouth.

Ah, I did another good thing today. Looking at Eiri's baby-like sleeping face as she fell asleep again, Hojo Kyosuke nodded with satisfaction.

No, I'm here to wake her up. With this guy's character, even if he lets her get enough sleep today out of kindness, she will definitely be furious when she wakes up and finds out that she skipped class. He angrily cursed himself as an incompetent alarm clock and wanted to sell himself to a second-hand store.

With a bit of mischief in mind, Hojo Kyosuke sat on the edge of the bed, leaned down and took away the doll from Eirili's arms, leaned into her ear and whispered again: "Lazy pig, lazy pig, lazy pig——"

“It’s so annoying~~”

Losing the familiar pillow in her arms, Yinglili grunted, pulled someone down with the momentum of the King of Sweet Dreams, and wrapped her thighs around him again.

Feeling the smooth touch under his palm, Hojo Kyousuke's heart was filled with excitement. As God testifies, he definitely didn't put his hand on Ying Lili's thigh intentionally. Normally, wouldn't he hug things like this out of habit?

The girl who had been woken up several times was now at the intersection of reality and dreams. To put it simply, she couldn't tell whether she was dreaming or awake, but the different touch she felt on the exposed skin of her hands and thighs still woke her up.

The pale golden and almost transparent golden hair trembled, and she opened her eyes.

"Huh? Kyousuke? Didn't you go help me prepare chocolate cookies?" She muttered.

"You knew in the dream that you were hungry, why didn't you get up yet?" Hojo Kyosuke said softly.

"Huh?" A confused voice.

"Why, you saw me as soon as you woke up and thought you were still doing it..."

Boom!

Before Hojo Kyosuke could say anything, he was hit with a headbutt. Fortunately, he felt no pain at all. This was partly because of his rough skin and thick flesh, and also because the girl had just woken up and lacked strength. Their heads were so close to each other that they probably had to learn how to punch in order to be able to explode with great force.

"itai!"

The girl who woke up instantly covered her head and shouted with tears in her eyes.

"Okay, blow, blow, it doesn't hurt anymore. If you don't get up, the first class will be over."

Hojo Kyosuke blew a breath like a child, but in the end it turned into such a tragic method of waking him up. However, according to Aunt Sayuri, every time she asked Eri to get up, she would pull her out of the quilt and force her to take off her pajamas.

"Um!?"

Concerned about her great image, Yinglili didn't care about acting coquettishly and immediately looked at the alarm clock on the bedside.

Well, of course she has an alarm clock and changes it frequently.

Time - 7:50

"You guy, why didn't you wake me up earlier!" roared.

Tsk, Hojo Kyousuke didn't say much, this guy was just passing the blame, just get used to it.

"Breakfast and lunch have been packed for you." With that, he walked out and closed the door. Glass and Naoka are in charge of cooking today. It is no small task to prepare meals for such a big family.

After walking out, he looked at a room next to him. There was a door number with a rose pattern hanging on it. It was Kasumigaoka Shiyu's room. The other party is still asleep, and the last communication between the two was at 3:30 in the morning.

"You don't have to wake me up every morning. If Kyousuke is sleepy too, just skip class and come back and sleep with me."

Well, this newbie found a novel and saw that point. As for the reason for skipping class, it doesn't matter. She is number one in grade anyway.

In less than five minutes, Yinglili quickly walked out of the room, wearing a pair of sweatpants under the skirt of her school uniform, and she was ready for someone to take her to school on a motorcycle.

"Hurry up, chore, we don't have time for you to waste time now!" She has a resolute aura about her, and she will be even more bluffing if she puts on professional attire. It's a pity that now she is just a sleeper who is about to be late.

Stuffing the lunch box into the bag, the two of them walked to the garage. Yes, except for Kasumigaoka Shiu who is still sleeping, they are the only ones at home now.

"It's great, Momotaro. I can sleep without worries every day." When passing by Momotaro, Eiri whispered in a low voice. She seemed to have completely forgotten about building a house for the puppy.

It only takes ten minutes to walk, and even more minutes to ride a motorcycle. There was still some distance from the school, so she found a deserted alley. Yingli took off her sweatpants skillfully and stuffed them into her schoolbag.

Even in Tokyo, girls' school uniform skirts are actually not very short and most of them can cover the knees. However, some of them will modify it themselves, making a hidden button to fold the skirt upwards, or lift it up hard. The disciplinary committee at the school gate is responsible for urging the girls to wear their skirts properly.

Therefore, even if he stood aside and acted as a screen, Hojo Kyousuke did not receive any benefits.

Alas, he is the one who is obviously going to be late now.

"Bye~Kyosuke, see you tonight~" Beside the motorcycle, Eirili stood tall and graceful with a schoolbag in both hands, showing a perfect lady's smile, but it was as sweet as honey.

"Well, go quickly~"

Ah, isn't it already a very happy thing to be able to wake her up from bed, see such a cute sleeping face, and then send her to school?

Not to mention, after all, it was him who caused Yinglili to stay in bed. After the two of them finished their health exercises last night, they started the first round of academic discussions. Well, that is to say, we are discussing the Tokyo Youth Exhibition and what form we should use to present the theme.

In terms of youth, it is the youth that has passed away, the youth that is still ongoing, or the youth that is still young beyond the age. If you work hard, it is a futile effort, a vigorous effort, or an effort that reaps results.

While discussing, I drew random sketches and ate snacks, and it was twelve o'clock before I knew it. Although most neon high school students also go to bed at this time, the people in the Hojo family are health-preserving people and are the most active in sleeping. Not to mention that Yinglili is still in the growth stage and cannot get enough sleep.

Naturally, you can't ride a motorcycle directly into the school. In the past, Dongcheng got that kind of treatment because of the efforts of a lot of seniors. Fortunately, there was a parking lot nearby. Hojo Kyousuke parked his car and quickly ran towards the school.

A student in charge of discipline at the school gate raised his hand to stop the newcomers. Those who came at this time were about to receive education. But the teacher next to him stopped him, and then said with a smile:

"Hojo-san, even if you stay up late to study, you should still get some rest. Don't run too fast in school."

"Yeah, thank you, teacher." Someone showed a business smile, nodded repeatedly, and then continued running towards the teaching building.

When he came to the back door of the classroom, he happened to see Hiratsuka Shizuka walking two or three meters away from the front door.

Smiling reservedly at the respectable teacher, he quickly opened the door and walked in.

Sakura and Glass were talking in a low voice. When they saw someone coming in, they changed the subject. Glass opened his mouth and was about to ask about Eiri's situation when the front door opened.

Hiratsuka Shizuo was stunned for a moment, and then immediately gritted his teeth in anger. Damn it, this is a rare opportunity to teach that brat a lesson.

Walking into the classroom, the white coat wears windless clothes.

"The club's recruitment is about to end. Those who haven't joined a club yet should work harder. Although our school does not have strict requirements for joining a club, for your future, it is better to join one. This is also a must in high school life. An essential part.”

Speaking of this, Hiratsuka Shizuka looked towards the back right of the classroom, her tone slightly raised:

"Of course, it's best to be a serious club where you can learn something. Besides..."

She picked up the chalk and wrote the words "Sports Festival" on the blackboard.

"Today's sports meeting is a spring sports meeting. It will be held in mid-May. Preparations will start from today. People in each class will be divided into three parts to join the three groups of red, white and blue..."

Hiratsuka Shizu introduced it in detail.

The sports festival of Neon High School is not simply a matter of sending representatives from the class to participate in the competition, but is held as a festival as the name suggests. Each class sends representatives to form a sports committee, which is responsible for coordination.

Teams that are a mix of classes and grades are a great opportunity to make friends with people from other classes and grades. Each group has a group leader, usually a senior in high school, because they have already experienced two sports festivals.

Below the troupe leader, there are also the positions of acting troupe director, door director, curtain director, and costume director. Not surprisingly, there are also people in the second and third grade of high school. As a freshman in high school, I mainly join the performance troupe, and as the name suggests, I am responsible for performing dance performances during the sports festival. In addition, I will also participate in the work of each department, that is, do odd jobs.

The school will then provide funding to purchase fabrics to make clothing, among other things.

"Someone will send the assigned list over between classes. They will probably be divided according to student numbers. You can also discuss the representatives in advance. Everyone should cheer up and enjoy it. Our sports festival at Sobu High School will be reported even by foreign media. "

With the last words left, Hiratsuka Shizuka walked out of the classroom.

It was still some time before the first class, so people in the classroom immediately started discussing.

"Hey? Do you want to dance? Kyosuke, what are you going to do?" Sakura turned her head and smiled happily. Glass is also a little worried. Both of them know what kind of artistic talent this perfect person in front of them has.

"..."

Hojo Kyosuke pondered for a moment, recalled the high school sports festival he saw when he was in junior high school, and chose to give up. Because it is a men's high school, it is quite unrestrained. In some events, we are shirtless, and it accidentally turns into wrestling.

"How about Kyosuke-kun playing the drums?" Glass thought hard. The singing in the middle of the night during the vacation is still echoing in his ears. Although he has never seen Kyousuke-kun dance, he thinks that dancing is no better for someone without a sense of rhythm. Where to go.

"Ah, that's right!" Suddenly, she clapped her little hand and exclaimed softly.

Several girls around her looked at her, and she was so frightened that she quickly nodded and apologized.

"Kyosuke-kun can run for the competition captain, you will definitely be elected!"

Although all major cadres are generally held by seniors, there are always exceptions and particularly outstanding people.

"Forget it." Someone refused immediately. The sports festival itself sounds very troublesome, and if you still serve as a cadre, isn't that just looking for trouble? Even if you don’t know the specific responsibilities yet, you don’t need to think about it. They select contestants and organize training.

Like a five-kilometer race where no one is participating, if you can't do it well, you have to do it yourself. It can be said to be a first-class chore! Although with his strength, he would only sweat a little if he participated in it all, but with that kind of time, it would be better to just sit aside and watch Glass and Sakura dance.

"Hehe, let's dance together. Speaking of which, I haven't seen Kyousuke dance for a long time." Sakura said with a malicious smile.

"I'll forget all about that kind of thing, or I'll have to take physical therapy."

After receiving the "artistic talent" gifted by Miki, someone excitedly found Yamauchi Sakura and tried to regain the dignity he had lost as a child. As expected, he was greeted with another burst of laughter.

"Everyone has something they are not good at, why should it be difficult for themselves?" The childhood sweetheart returned this sentence to the childhood sweetheart.

The first class is mathematics. I started learning "number theory" last week, which is the definition of integers and decimals, as well as the calculation of absolute values.

This class begins with teaching the solution of simultaneous inequalities. Even without receiving a gift from Glass, someone can easily solve it to the current level. Not to mention that he is 100% sure of passing the Category 3 Science Examination of the University of Tokyo, which is the Faculty of Medicine.

So Hojo Kyousuke lay down with peace of mind and found the long-lost happiness.

The teacher just glanced at him casually and continued teaching. This was a student who had high hopes from the school. The math teacher also expected him to participate in some math competitions to increase his bonus.

Except for one die-hard, the other students were listening carefully. Sobu High School, whether it is public or private, is a preparatory school. The students who can pass the exam have all worked hard in junior high school. Those who want to graduate from high school and go to a vocational school or find a job directly will not come here to make trouble.

After class, Hojo Kyousuke was woken up by Sakura. It turned out that the desk was indeed the most comfortable bed in the world, and even those with difficulty sleeping could not resist it.

A senior high school student sent in the assignment sheet.

As expected, the group of transfer students were assigned to the red team. In addition to the five people from the original Tojo, there are also Zaimokuza Yoshiteru, Yuigahama Yui, Kawasaki Saki, and an unnamed supporting actor.

Yuigahama Yui's face immediately burst into joy when she saw the list, and then she looked at Miura Yuko, Ebina Himina and others around her and quickly calmed down her expression.

"Huh? Is Yui actually the last one? Otherwise, we can tell the committee and assign you to our side." Miura Yuiko said.

"Hey, hey, hey?"

Yuigahama Yui made a dumbfounded sound, but as a master of air reading, she knew that she must not refuse at this time, otherwise the queen would definitely feel betrayed.

How to do how to do? I originally thought this would be an opportunity to build a good relationship with Hojo-san and thank him for saving Sabre (the dachshund). Although he didn't seem to take this matter or himself to heart at all...

"That's great, Yui, we are a team~" Glass pulled Yuigahama's sleeve. This was the first new friend she made in the class.

Miura Yuiko glanced at Yamauchi Sakura next to her, did not mention what she had said before, and turned to talk to Ebina.

call--

Yuigahama breathed a sigh of relief, and then happily took Glass's hand.

"Hojo, are you here to be the representative?" Kisaki Tetsuta asked, even though he had no hope at all.

"I'll forget it, Zaimokuza, how about you go?" Hojo Kyosuke looked at Zaimokuza Yoshiki who walked over voluntarily.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey? No, no, I absolutely can't!"

Zaimuzha waved his hands repeatedly. Not only did he have to talk to unknown classmates in the class, but he also had to face the seniors. This was simply scarier than going to the Dark Continent during the summer vacation. At least at that time, he was facing pure monsters. Now You have to identify it yourself.

"I think it's a good idea. It's a good time to get some exercise. You can't compete on stage like this, General Swordsman." Hatagoro walked over and put his arm around Zaimokuza's shoulders.

So this is the good thing about sports clubs. Even if they have different personalities, they will quickly become familiar with each other after training and sweating together.

"Ah, I have to use all my strength to resist the invasion of the dark world in my free time, otherwise the souls of my classmates in the school will be swallowed up in an instant." Zaimokuza continued to resist.

"Let them come, brother will solve them all." Ryoma Mihashi smiled and talked.

"It's time to ask the girls for their opinions." Sakura raised her voice.

Hojo Kyosuke looked at his childhood sweetheart with wonder. No one knew better than him what kind of lazy person he was. Although he is a little better than himself, he will never take this kind of thing upon himself. Moving between various departments and looking for interesting things for entertainment is what Yamauchi Sakura loves to do the most.

"Ni-chan, Yui, and Kawasaki-san, are you interested?"

Kawasaki Saki, who had not participated in the discussion and was like an outsider, was sitting in his seat with one hand on his chin and looking out the window in a daze, as if he had been suddenly awakened. The silver ponytail behind him swayed, and he turned around:

"I'm not interested in representation, it's up to you to decide."

Just like her cold appearance, her voice is also very plain.

This was the first time that Hojo Kyousuke took a closer look at this classmate. Although there were many "celebrities" in the class who played "supporting roles", he knew that he was guilty and had no intention of provoking him.

Kawasaki Saki's hair is black with a bit of cyan, which visually looks like silver. Someone's scanning eyes can tell at a glance that it is natural and not dyed like Yuko Miura's. She rarely talks to her classmates. Unlike Glass who is shy, she is cold by nature.

The mole under his right eye trembled from time to time as he spoke, which diluted the cold feeling of the whole person and made him more gorgeous.

But now that Yamauchi Sakura spoke, she responded immediately. This girl is the friendliest to her in the class, and she doesn't want others to think she is difficult to get in touch with.

"Soga, what about Yui and you guys?" Sakura successfully took control of the situation, and the five people from Tojo on the side all shut up obediently.

"I'm not good at it. I'm not confident in coordination or anything like that. Glass, Glass can do it!" Yuigahama Yui warmly recommended, just like a primary school student who was asked to answer a question by the teacher but couldn't answer it and is looking for an unlucky person to take over.

"Me?" Unexpectedly, Glass began to think carefully.

This performance made both Hojo Kyosuke and Yamauchi Sakura smile happily, feeling like their daughters had finally grown up.

"But I don't have that much time. I have to go to the training center after school today."

Glass gave up because she listened to Kyosuke-kun's previous words and felt that this was indeed a good opportunity to exercise. If you can do it well, you might not be so nervous when dubbing.

"How about I help you tell them to move the course to the weekend?" Hojo Kyosuke said, the training center is for people in society, and there is a lot of freedom in the course. It only takes a few classes a week. Glass can take so many classes because of the special treatment.

"Dah!" Glass refused immediately and could not be so lazy. Eiriri would even give up the competition in order to make animations, how could she relax.

"Then, General Swordsman, this burden will be left to you!" Lord Sakura made the final decision, and then everyone else applauded and passed.

"Hi!" Zaimokuza Yoshiki stood at attention and saluted.

Along with the distribution list, there was also a notice to gather at noon. Someone was wailing. He could no longer happily enjoy the lunch with Yukino, but had to undergo the torture of his soul.

I didn’t take even one day off for the whole month, so I feel like I could ask for a monthly pass~~

In the next chapter, there is a head-to-head confrontation between Hojo Kyosuke and Yukinoshita Yukino. Whose story of youth is in trouble?