Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"What's the matter? I remember Yukinoshita, your father is also a member of parliament, so he should be familiar with this operation."

This is something Kyousuke Hojo has always been unable to figure out. According to the information provided by Kirisaki, the Yukinoshita family is a standard Japanese family. Not only does it run a construction company, but it also manages its own territory to ensure its political rights.

No matter it is a family of businessmen or politicians, there should not be a girl like Yukinoshita Yukino.

Just like what I just did, I just used my own prestige to guide the public. And such tricks should be commonplace in society. Small companies hire celebrities to advertise their products, large companies hire economists to create false positives for their own company stocks, and politicians hire sociologists or celebrities to endorse their proposals...

It is impossible for Yukinoshita Yukino, who grew up in such a family, not to know about such an operation. Even if her family consciously protects her from being exposed to the dark side of society, with her IQ, she will never become a young lady who is ignorant of the world.

But judging from this whole day's contact, she is completely an idealist. Completely different from Yukinoshita Haruno, that woman seemed like a standard daughter born into a political family.

The dim sunset shone in through the window, covering everything with a layer of golden paint. The closer the sun sets, the more dazzling the yellow color becomes, making it even harder to look at than at noon. Sakura's brown hair has turned to blonde, while Yukinoshita's long black hair has turned to brown.

Facing Hojo Kyosuke's question, she pressed the power button on her phone, closed her eyes with some effort, and slowly exhaled.

But it only took a moment for her to open her eyes again and look out the dazzling window. Her light blue eyes seemed to glow with golden light.

When being stared at by those eyes, someone instantly felt extremely ashamed, as if he had become the dregs of the world and the dregs of society.

That's weird, wouldn't his eyes shed tears just thinking about Yukinoshita?

"Yes, this is a common trick used by politicians. They hide their desires in proposals that seem to be beneficial to the people, guide ignorant people through various means, and use tricks to realize their wishes. This phenomenon is not uncommon in society. But is it always right?"

The girl's voice became calm and calm again, as if she was not the one who was at a loss just now.

"That's good, Yukino, Kyousuke, you need to reflect on yourself. High school students should behave like high school students!"

The incarnation of fairness and justice, Master Sakura Yamauchi, holding the blade of judgment, made the judgment.

"Yes, yes, please get up and clean up quickly. Everyone at home will be hungry."

Hojo Kyosuke responded casually. During the few times when he played with Sakura and the children around him, in order to play Sakura's favorite games, the two of them had used this method countless times, and the cooperation was flawless.

"Idiot miscellaneous, how dare you order this regiment leader!" Sakura muttered as she stood up.

"Don't imitate Ying Lili. She is not a source of infection."

"What, chores actually became someone else's exclusive name. Kyousuke is so partial."

After muttering something, Sakura rushed into Glass's arms and started acting like a spoiled brat.

Hojo Kyousuke put the chair on the table and looked at Yukinoshita Yukino.

As a childhood sweetheart, he naturally understood that those words were not meant for him. The reason why Yukinoshita seems out of place with the people around her is because she has a problem. Not to mention it's a youth love story, she doesn't regard herself as a high school student.

Although it is the right and obligation of every neon high school student to regard saving the world as their natural mission, no one really prepares to save the world every day before being installed or summoned. The ones who are really prepared are survival freaks, not high school students.

But Yukinoshita is different. This guy is not a junior high school student who looks down on the people around him, but actually puts himself at a very high angle and holds himself to a standard that far exceeds that of a high school student.

Listen to her words, what is creating a fair and just society, and what is helping the poor. She is not thinking about superficial things like saving the world at all, but really wants to create a utopia.

It’s strange that there are no problems with such a youth story. Let’s see what decent female high school students Sakura Yamauchi and Glass Nishimiya think.

The club should be interesting, as long as you can spend time together, participate in competitions together, and the sports festival is fun. What's on my mind is why get out of class isn't over yet. Should I have a yakiniku set meal or ramen for lunch? Or maybe just buy fried noodles and bread to save time and play mobile games for a while.

Which restaurant should I go to after school? Calculate whether my pocket money is enough to go shopping on the weekend.

The biggest worry is love. At most, in the senior year of high school, I am confused about the future.

This is what high school students should be like. Yukinoshita Yukino's loneliness and pain come from the fact that her thoughts are beyond her current age and ability. Regardless of whether I can bear it, I force myself to take on unnecessary responsibilities.

"See you tomorrow Yukino." Sakura waved to Yukinoshita.

"Um."

Yukinoshita seemed to be still thinking about something, her face was a little solemn, and she just nodded slightly when she heard this. But after a moment, he hesitated and added:

"See you tomorrow."

Hojo Kyosuke and Glass also said goodbye to Yukinoshita politely. They had to go directly from the special building to the school gate, while Yukinoshita had to return to the teaching building and return the classroom key to the teacher.

The keys to the Kendo club are not so troublesome, because they often practice extra hours in the morning and afternoon, and there is no reason for the teacher to accompany them to work overtime, so the keys are kept by the director.

Because they also cleaned up the classroom, they were basically the last ones to leave the school. The light of the setting sun reflected on the concrete floor was very dazzling, so Sakura turned around and started walking backwards.

"As expected, the troupe's performance is Yokoi Dance. What should Kyousuke do?"

Sakura held Glass with one hand and Hojo Kyousuke with the other, using their bodies to block the golden road behind them.

"Of course I have to work harder and try my best."

Someone sighed helplessly. When this point was discussed in the previous meeting, everyone in the red team, headed by Captain Yamauchi Sakura, strongly urged him to join the troupe, saying that if they couldn't see him dancing, they wouldn't have the energy to compete.

Although he really wanted to say that he would participate in them all, but there was really nothing he could do about relay races, horseback riding, or three-person and four-legged events.

In addition, Glass was also looking at him longingly with big watery eyes, so someone had no choice but to agree.

"Kyosuke-kun!" Glass suddenly shouted.

"Huh?" X2

"I, I will teach you seriously!"

The girl raised her right hand holding her schoolbag and said seriously.

Hojo Kyosuke was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and lightly hit Glass on the head:

"It's really reliable. Then I'll leave it to you. Please give me your advice next time, Mr. Glass."

"Yeah!" Rourou's little face was filled with a happy smile for a moment.

After wandering all the way home, as for the motorcycle ride to school in the morning, he had already asked his subordinates to help him take it to a parking lot near his home.

"Welcome home, Hojo-kun."

As soon as the door was opened, a gentle voice came from inside. In the whole family, only Yukino Momoka is called Hojo Kyousuke that way. Although they already live under the same roof, she still uses this seemingly unfamiliar title.

Yinglili yelled many times, telling Yukino not to be so polite to someone. As for the reason, apart from the fact that she is a hopeless soft-hearted person, it is also because such a polite address makes her feel a little embarrassed to call Hojo Kyousuke around every day with various chores, idiots, etc.

"Asshole, you still know that when you come back, I will starve to death!"

Before Hojo Kyousuke could shout out his favorite sentence, a roar came from inside.

"Sawamura-kun, please wipe off the crumbs from your mouth before saying this~"

The cold voice had a charming lingering sound at the end of the words.

"Huh!?" A rustling voice.

The three people who changed into slippers and walked into the living room immediately saw the two people sitting on the two sofas, and Ying Lili, who was wiping her mouth with her sleeves.

Glass pursed his lips, suppressing a smile as if he wanted to say something, but after looking at Kasumigaoka next to him, he gave up and trotted into the kitchen to help bring out the dishes.

"Kasumigaoka Shiu, you liar, there are no crumbs in my mouth!" Eirili glared at the black-haired witch on the sofa on the other side.

"Ara, I'm talking about the collar."

Kasumigaoka leaned on the sofa in a leisurely manner and responded casually, taking Hojo Kyousuke's schoolbag and placing it next to the sofa.

"That's weird, you are obviously talking about your mouth! Don't think that I will be fooled again, don't use this trick to deceive children! It will make your nose grow longer if you like lying so much!"

Seeing the understatement of the other person's reaction, the idiot Yinglili immediately became angry.

"No, Yinglili, there are really crumbs on your collar."

Hojo Kyousuke sat down and picked up the crumbs from the collar of the girl's T-shirt. Seeing that Yinglili's expression suddenly became uncomfortable, he quickly made up for it:

"But it's normal for painters to have bread crumbs on their clothes. After all, bread was used to wipe charcoal pencils before the eraser was invented."

"Yes, yes, you, a third-rate erotic light novelist, won't understand the painter's affairs."

Although she still felt a little guilty, Ying Lili still raised her chin proudly and retorted forcefully.

"Tsk~"

Kasumigaoka Shiu spread her folded thighs apart, closed the novel she was reading, and looked at Hojo Kyosuke with her burgundy eyes.

"Is this how you stand up to others?" "Is this how you dote on her?" "Is this how you treat me?"

Although he didn't say a word, someone clearly read these three sentences from that beautiful face. This made him feel ashamed, because he knew that senior Shiyu must have written a 30,000-word essay in her heart, but he could only read this little.

"It's time to eat." Xueye called.

"I'm coming!"

As if to prove herself that she was going to starve to death three minutes ago, Yinglili immediately jumped off the sofa, put on her slippers in a hurry and ran to the dining table without even distinguishing between left and right slippers.

You've gone too far, Yinglili. You're not about to starve to death, but you've already become a starving ghost. Give it a little more strength!

"This idiot."

Hojo Kyosuke, who was complaining in his heart, found that his voice actually appeared in his ears. The light, warm breath blew into his cochlea, and instantly spread to his heart like an electric current, giving rise to a tickling feeling.

"Kyosuke, you must be thinking so." The voice was slightly distant.

He turned around, and Kasumigaoka-senpai, who was sitting on the other sofa just now, had sat next to him at some point. The slender thighs wrapped in black stockings were close to her, and she could feel the amazing elasticity and softness even through her pants.

"Senior Shiyu..." He opened his mouth, wanting to respond to the emotions he had read before. The girl's sad eyes really made him feel distressed.

Slender fingers pressed on his lips, and the cool fingertips were very comfortable.

The amazing touch made his mouth and tongue go dry, and he almost forgot that he was still in the living room, but the girl's next words quelled his desire.

"I have enough patience and confidence. I will wait until the day when you completely belong to me."

The usually cold voice now has a heat that can burn people, and of course, there is that unspeakable charm. Every word seemed to turn into a hand scratching my ear.

Looking at the burgundy eyes right in front of him, looking at the deep love or possessiveness inside them, Hojo Kyousuke only felt that there was an unknown mass blocking his throat, making it difficult for him to even swallow. stand up.

His throat was moving up and down, but he couldn't say a word. From the beginning, he understood what kind of person Kasumigaoka Shiu was, a person who was even more outrageous than Yukinoshita Yukino in terms of strength. The latter's stubbornness made her expose it with disdain even though she knew it was a provocation, and then faced the challenge head-on.

Kasumigaoka, on the other hand, shows disdain both physically and mentally, but will spend his entire life pursuing victory.

And now she seemed to be the prize for her victory. Unlike the heartless Eiri, Shiyu-senpai has been thinking about expelling everyone around her from the beginning, but now she is just accumulating strength.

If you think she is also a fool just because she bickers with Eiri every day, that would be a big mistake. The stupid Eiri is just a toy she uses to relieve her boredom. Maybe in her heart, she thinks that the awkward Eiri is actually very easy to handle, just like Momotaro.

"Senior Shiyu..." Although he didn't know what to say, his responsibility as a man made him feel that he had to speak.

"Okay, let's eat. I'm hungry too."

With a chuckle, Kasumigaoka leaned back, took Hojo Kyosuke's hand and stood up.

The moment the softness on the chest disappeared, someone inevitably felt a sense of loss, but as soon as he turned his head, he saw Eiri, who was biting her chopsticks and eyes breathing fire, and all the thoughts in her head disappeared immediately.

He coughed twice in a low voice, took off his coat that might have the smell of Senior Shiyu's body, put it on the back of the sofa, and hurried to the dining table.

While eating, Hojo Kyosuke finally came to his senses. No matter how he looked at it, it was Kasumigaoka who teased Eiri in the first place. If he didn't say anything, the latter would definitely be so angry that he couldn't even eat.

But in the end, it turned out that Senior Shiyu was the aggrieved party? It also managed to make me feel guilty, and I couldn't help but wonder if I was really too partial.

Sakura-sama testified that if the person who had just been squeezed out was Shiu-senpai, he would definitely stand by her and help her fight against the Great Demon King Eiri.

Absolute fairness and justice, this is the way he, Hojo Kyosuke, conducts himself!

Wait, maybe you can use this to make Yukinoshita see yourself differently. After all, her absolute justice is only useful when facing outsiders. Didn't she cleverly avoid talking about her father before? It's really cunning to criticize this social phenomenon without mentioning her father at all.

But I am different. Even when facing someone so close, I can uphold fairness and justice. From this perspective, I am the more just party!

As he thought about it, Hojo Kyosuke felt that he was born with a lot of pride and felt that people like him were born to do "big things". Under the snow, next time you criticize yourself with distorted values, you must fight back strongly.

In her words, the rich extended a helping hand to the poor out of compassion, helping her to eliminate all the problems in the youth love story and allowing her to have a happy life.

it hurts!

Who kicked me? Oh, it's Yinglili, that's okay.

"Eiriri, you kicked the wrong person." At the same time, Yamauchi Sakura leaned down and stretched out her hand to cover her calf and shouted in pain.

Um? !

Eiriri on the other side of the table opened her eyes wide for a moment, turned her little head left and right, looked at Hojo Kyosuke and then at Sakura next to him.

No, that touch that seemed to mention the table leg was definitely that idiot Kyosuke.

She lowered her head and confirmed again according to the memory just now. Yes, she definitely did not kick the wrong person. Who told this guy to actually start laughing while he was eating? His smile was so rippling. The despicable beauty trap of that woman in Kasumigaoka actually made this big pervert with his brain full of white turbid liquid still thinking about it even while eating.

Big breasts are simply evil. Plastic surgery hospitals can have as many of those things as they want, and for someone as big as myself... Bah, after all, if you don't eat well when you eat, you should be taught a lesson!

"No... no kicking, I didn't kick anyone!" It was so dangerous, I almost said the kick was correct.

"Sawamura-kun, if you don't eat well, you won't be able to grow up smoothly. Be careful when you are taken to the police station on the way to school and call your parents."

"You are a lost child. A pornographic woman like you should be careful about being detained by the police."

"Ara, this is really a trouble for happiness. Being too beautiful is also a sin."

"You guy, do you have any sense of shame..."

"..."

The crosstalk performance started as scheduled at the Hojo family's dinner table. Yamauchi Sakura, who had succeeded in the prank, looked at Hojo Kyosuke next to him and blinked with his big bright yellow eyes:

"The two of them have such a good relationship."

Someone who was my childhood sweetheart correctly interpreted the message and responded "Yes" with a smile.

Yes, the conversation between Eiriri and Kasumigaoka could still be heard by ordinary people at the beginning, but soon they started to enter encryption mode and used all kinds of unknown jokes. But both of them could clearly understand what the other meant and immediately responded with corresponding jokes.

This tacit understanding has enabled them to form a group and debut. Someone even thought of the name of the group "Passengers Everywhere" in an instant. How about it? It's very appropriate. The name alone can attract a lot of attention.

Speaking of passersby, I wonder what the real passerby heroine is doing now?

While trying to eat the almost full meal, Hojo Kyousuke thought casually.

After school today, I was originally torn between going to Mitsuha or Toyosaki, but I didn't expect that Sakura was tricked into going to a crazy duel with Yukinoshita. You must know that the kind of serious girls are what he is most afraid of. His lazy personality cannot stand so much control.

But fortunately, most of the things have been resolved today, and I will have a lot of free time tomorrow, and I won't even take Sakura with me then. He can go to the kendo club, baseball club, and sports festival, which means that no one in the three places knows where he has gone, and they can make arrangements at will.

Hojo Kyosuke's lively day ended like this, oh, not yet. After taking a shower and lying on the bed, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number.

"John John, this is Xiao Xiao." A happy voice came from the phone, it was Yamauchi Sakura who was also lying on the bed.

"John has returned to the land of white clouds in the sky. I am the good night story teller."

John is one of the protagonists of Yamauchi Sakura's bedtime story series, The Rabbit of the Kingdom of Heaven, whose full name is "My name is John Sky Rabbit". Because the sewer manhole cover was lifted, he fell into the forest and met Xiaobai. Rabbit "Xiao Xiao".

In this forest created by Kyosuke Hojo for Sakura Yamauchi, there are Murray the shark who cannot eat salt, clown fish with phobia of the deep sea - one by one, and rabbits who have to change their hair three times in one day and are forced to move out of the candy kingdom. Xiaoxiao, there is a polar bear who is naturally afraid of the cold even in summer, holding a brazier...

From elementary school to now, every night when Sakura could not sleep, there would be a gentle voice in her ears, softly describing the story of another world. Childish, simple, and full of warmth. This is the only thing she will never share.

Listening to the breathing on the other side of the phone gradually becoming gentle and long, Hojo Kyosuke said good night softly and hung up the phone.

He walked to the window and looked down at the courtyard. The moon is unusually bright tonight, clearly imprinting some thick clouds on the ground. Only in this kind of night can you understand what "suspected to be frost on the ground" means. The white light is as bright as daytime.

The newly grown buds on the pine tree next to the tool room are clearly visible, and a few remaining cherry blossoms are fluttering on the weeping cherry trees. In the small garden, the colors of pansies and hyacinths are coated with a layer of silver, and Kashiko planted the A little bit of green sprouted from the seeds... The maple trees stood quietly opposite them, growing hard.

Yukinoshita's troubles made him think of himself. He also had no solution to everything at home now. Yukinoshita, who is absolutely just and brave, chooses to face it directly and bravely finds a way out from the pain.

The greedy and cowardly Hojo Kyosuke chose to hold on to everything, turning a blind eye to the volcano that might erupt at any time, spending the present happily, and leaving the pain to his future self.

This is what a stupid high school student should look like.

It seemed that the weather would be good tomorrow. He took one last look at the bright moon, and for some reason he thought of Yukinoshita again. That girl is not so much the scorching sun that burns all uncleanness, but the moon that reflects all things, the unattainable flower of the mountains.

【April 10, Wednesday】

Eiri didn't stay in bed today because it was Kasumigaoka Shiu who woke her up.

In this semester's class schedule, only Wednesday is Hojo Kyousuke's favorite. Because there are two classical Chinese classes this morning, that is, I can see Yukino Mokori in two consecutive classes.

Classical literature at Neon High School not only studies classics such as "Man'yoshu", but also a large number of Chinese classical Chinese, ancient poetry, etc. In the future central examination, that is, the Neon College Entrance Examination, Chinese classical Chinese will even account for the total question score. One fourth of the amount.

Today Xueye is talking about an article written by Zhou Dunyi - "The Theory of Love and Lotus".

First of all, I naturally led everyone to read through it. A good Chinese class suddenly turned into a foreign language class. Hojo Kyosuke clearly saw that all the faces of his classmates instantly wrinkled up in great pain. Taking Yuigahama Yui in front of Glass as an example, he could clearly hear the other party's moans.

It seems that no matter where I go, foreign language classes are hated by everyone. Not to mention that this is not just a simple foreign language class, but also classical Chinese. This is much more difficult than learning a sonnet. Even if there are many "Chinese characters" commonly used, it is completely different in classical Chinese.

The only exceptions are Yamauchi Sakura and Glass. Don't get me wrong, they have not learned Chinese for a long time, but they are more enthusiastic about learning because of the influence of Hojo Kyosuke.

Of course, Xueye's pronunciation cannot be very standard. At most, it is smoother than that of his classmates. However, the cute voice still made Hojo Kyousuke very satisfied, and he kept staring at the other person from the beginning of reading.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Hojo-kun staring at him. A flash of panic flashed across Xueye's big eyes, his fair face instantly turned red, and his voice had an imperceptible tremor.

Walking along the designated path in the classroom, she slowly walked to Hojo Kyosuke, blocking Yamauchi Sakura's gaze. She quietly pulled up the boy's textbook, covering the shy gaze, and then speeded up The footsteps moved away from him.

Putting down the textbook with a smile, he stretched out his hand and knocked Sakura on the head who was making a face at him. Hojo Kyosuke rested his chin on one hand and continued to look at Yukino's back.

The woman's innocent and lovely voice seems to have a more mature tone when reading ancient prose. Even if the intonation is not quite correct, you can still feel the grace and grace in it.

Xueye, who stood gracefully on the podium and explained the text crisply, was just like the lotus in the text, neither spreading nor branching, and its fragrance became clearer and clearer. The shy black eyes that occasionally looked over were like flowers blooming quietly from among the lotus leaves.

He didn't know how many times he had looked forward to this scene when Itomori was there. Finally, it happened here.

Two consecutive classical literature classes put Hojo Kyosuke in a good mood all morning until lunch break.

"Exercising right after eating is not good for your health. Your bodies will be broken before the sports festival starts. Not to mention dancing, whether you can even participate will be a question."

In the kendo club activity room, health expert Hojo Kyosuke sincerely gave his opinions to the leaders in front of him.

Yes, before he had time to have lunch with Yukino, as soon as he left the classroom, he was held hostage by people from the performance troupe. He didn't even drink water after eating the lunch box, and these people were about to start rehearsing the dance immediately.

"Sleeping immediately after eating is also bad for your health." Assistant Chief and Troupe Director Yukinoshita Yukino said coldly.

"You still want to sleep during such a short lunch break, Yukinoshita-san?" Hojo Kyosuke said with a surprised look on his face.

"According to Sakura-san, someone takes a nap for more than half an hour every day after lunch on the rooftop where students are not allowed to enter. If he is disturbed, he will be depressed all day long, so everyone in the troupe That’s why I went to the door of Class F, first grade, as soon as possible after school.”

Faced with Hojo Kyosuke's slap in the face, Yukinoshita remained unmoved and told what everyone knew. At this moment, she had changed into Sobu Taka's green sportswear, and everyone around her had done the same.

The struggle was fruitless, and someone ran to the back of the team without any awareness of being the deputy leader.

"Hey, General Swordsman, Yuigahama-san, what a coincidence." Looking left and right, I saw two acquaintances.

"Okay, what a coincidence, Hojo-san." Yuigahama, who was looking around, seemed to be startled, his shoulders shook, and he turned around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was Hojo Kyosuke.

"What's wrong? Are you looking for someone?" Hojo Kyosuke asked.

"No! I'm just curious about what kind of dance I want to dance." Yuigahama raised his hands flat and shook them vigorously in panic.

"Huh? It's a dance adapted from Ye Lai Wu. Wasn't this the one voted for last night?"

"Oh, hey, yes, yes..."

Yuigahama's face froze. After knowing that voting was not compulsory, she did not vote at all. This can effectively avoid the embarrassment of classmates asking her what project she voted for later.

Furthermore, if the effect is not good later, you can still pretend to be stupid when facing Yumiko's complaints. So she didn't pay attention at all. As soon as she got home and finished eating, she went to watch TV with her mother, and went to bed directly when she returned to the room.

"north……"

Zaimokuza next to him raised his hand and was about to respond with a big smile on his face, when he realized that his beloved Lord Hojo didn't even look at him again. So he glared at Yuigahama Yui fiercely, and then lowered his head before the other party saw her.

He has long been used to dancing. After all, among his 3,820 skills, there are 230 in the war dance category. When performing barrier techniques, he also uses many skills like seals, so while focusing on strength training, he also exercises his physical flexibility.

His best friend Hikigaya Hachiman can testify to this. On the way home from school yesterday, when the two of them were discussing the sports festival, they competed in ninjutsu on a deserted road. In the end, his sealing speed and physical skills were superior, and he avenged being beaten three times in the kendo club last semester.

Rehearsal began soon. As Yukinoshita said before, "Yokoro Dance" is a very common dance in neon festivals, and many prefectures have their own variations. Because it is a preparatory high school, Sobu High students come from all over the world.

Immediately, many girls raised their hands to say that they knew how to do it, including Glass. A few people gathered together, and the random movements they made made Hojo Kyosuke sure that they could really dance. As for the basis, it is himself. What he cannot imitate after watching it must be real dance.

Under Yukinoshita's auspices, a few people quickly decided on all the actions. In fact, it means deleting, deleting, and adding a few movements that I don’t know where they were cut from. Anyway, only the teachers from the school came to judge the awards in the end. There was nothing professional about it, as long as they looked good-looking and energetic.

Their dance is quite good. When Hojo Kyosuke was searching for information yesterday, he saw other schools' sports festivals and saw that everyone really went there for fun. Those unexplained movements have more charm than even the dancing masters do.

Playing exciting music, everyone ran barefoot onto the playground, and then used powerful movements to dance in a way that no one could understand. The background story given is probably a necessary etiquette before fighting the tengu and tanuki cats in the mountains of Kyoto.

Rehearsals started soon, and special people were arranged to record the recordings so that everyone could practice at home.

Fortunately, Hojo Kyousuke has mastered control of his body, otherwise his hands and feet might have become knotted and strangled to death.

This is not easy. Looking at Yukinoshita's back in front of him, he slowly imitated her movements, and his hands and feet immediately seemed to be out of control. It's like being controlled by some kind of magic power, wanting to start a rebellion and kill his own master.

He almost fell down four times in just two minutes, but luckily he hid at the back. If others see it and spread it, those opponents who were defeated by him in the kendo competition with one blow may start practicing dancing.

After all, they tried their best and couldn't even make their steps fluster, let alone be honest, but mere dancing can have such great power.

"Hojo-san, are you okay?" Yuigahama Yui looked at Hojo Kyosuke worriedly. The other person's forehead was now covered with sweat and he looked like he was in pain.

"It's not very good." Someone said frankly. If Glass hadn't looked at him tenderly from time to time, he would have run away long ago. Sleeping when you encounter difficulties has always been his motto in life.

"It seems like Yuigahama, you already know how to dance the Yokoi dance?"

Yes, although the girl next to her is also hiding at the back, her movements give full play to the essence of dance. The rise and fall of her arms show the slenderness and softness of women. Even without music, she looks extremely moving.

"Ah, well, actually, I attended a street celebration with my mother." Yuigahama looked at Hojo Kyosuke cautiously, but there was still a word he didn't say.

It’s not surprising that you can dance, but it’s really amazing that it’s so difficult for the opponent.

"I see, then why didn't you go up when you asked Yukinoshita just now?" Because it was rest time, Hojo Kyousuke sat on the ground and started chatting.

"Well, because I feel very embarrassed." The girl whispered, going up to lead the dance or something, it should be something that a girl like Yumeko can do, but she can't do it.

"Soga~" He responded casually. Hojo Kyosuke didn't think much about it because he saw Glass running over.

"Drink slowly, Kyousuke-kun." Glass handed over her water glass, which contained a throat-protecting drink taught to her by her seniors in the office.

"Thank you for your hard work." Hojo Kyosuke touched the head of the girl kneeling in front of him.