Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Glass's water cup is a very cute pink color, with a handmade cup cover like a primary school student's, with a bird made of rags on it. Hojo Kyosuke and Sakura Sakura also have the same cup sleeves, both made of direct flowers, but they rarely drink the water they bring.

The temperature of the water is a bit cold as the glass said, but for someone with an extremely strong stomach, it is not a problem at all, and it will be more refreshing to drink this way. It has a faint sweetness, but it's not sugar, it's the taste of unknown Chinese medicinal materials.

Although he didn't notice anything was wrong, Hojo Kyousuke still asked with concern:

"Glass, what is this soaked in?"

Although Glass was still just a little transparent in the office and would not block anyone's way, someone still habitually activated the protection mode. Just like what he said to Glass before, no matter what industry, there is a dark side that ordinary people cannot see.

"It's honeysuckle. Why, does Kyousuke-kun think the smell is strange?" Glass asked equally worriedly.

"That's not true. It tastes quite good." Hojo Kyosuke smiled and did not express his previous worries.

"I cooked this after I got up this morning. The doctor said that it is better to boil it than to soak it in water directly. I plan to change it to Ophiopogon japonicus tomorrow. After the seniors in the office taught me, I went to consult a professional Doctor, so Kyousuke-kun doesn’t have to worry at all~”

Although this person concealed it well, Glass, who knew that he would never say too much about things he didn't care about, quickly thought of this, tilted his face, and said with a quiet smile.

"That's it. Glass has really become very reliable."

After hearing these words, Hojo Kyousuke stretched out his hand and pinched Glass' fleshy face. From the beginning, Glass was not a little girl who would just hide behind and let him protect her. Even if she was scared, she would have the courage to rush forward with her eyes closed.

At that time, she didn't have the courage to look in all directions, but closing her eyes seemed to block all fears for her, allowing the courage in her heart to emerge.

But now, as he said before, in the office, not even Yukinoshita can do as well as Glass. She can already use her own eyes to confirm the direction, and can take care of herself even without his protection, so that those who care about her can rest assured.

"Hehe~~ Because of Kyousuke-kun, the seniors in the office take good care of me." Feeling the touch of Kyousuke-kun's hands on his face, Glass smiled even more foolishly.

"No, I heard from President Matsuda that you are learning very quickly. As long as you don't be so shy, you can make your official debut."

Earlier, the information he heard from the office was that Glass had studied very well, but in his own words, it turned out that he was far behind. Because of the difference between the two, he called again and finally found out what the problem was.

President Matsuda is right about the mastery of voice actors’ professional abilities, which refers to vocal skills and the like. What Glass said was far from perfect was that he was completely unable to calm down during the actual dubbing. You must know that today's voice actors have been completely idolized. Not to mention the singing and dancing of young girls, even the sixty-year-old Obasan has to be brought on stage to promote it.

Therefore, the firm's training of core members also includes vocal and physical aspects. Glass studied very seriously, and the progress was very gratifying. It was just the shyness that couldn't be corrected. It would be fine if he just couldn't perform anything. As long as he plays the "weak and delicate" character in his true self, it would be considered a supplement.

But Glass is shy even when dubbing, but he can speak very well when alone. But I'm not a painter. I can't just record the sound at home and then send it to be synthesized. This kind of maverick and troublesome behavior will be disliked by my colleagues.

After President Matsuda of the office said these words, he also asked Hojo Kyosuke to help Glass think of a solution. But someone just laughed and brushed it off. Anyway, it is still in the learning stage, and Glass is learning happily, so the worries can be left to them in the future as always.

Anyway, he had made up his mind to open his own animation company. If it didn't work out, he would give Glass a separate recording studio and buy such a big building anyway.

Just like what he has always done, he will not correct Eiri's awkward and arrogant character, and naturally he will not change Glass' shy character. These are their shortcomings and strengths. There is no reason for a person to be full of cuteness.

The most perfect example of this theory is Yukinoshita Yukino in front of me. Such a rational, intelligent, absolutely fair and righteous existence can be said to be a holy existence that cannot be seen in heaven. But at the same time...

"You don't need to stretch your hand so straight here. Do you want to stab Yuigahama-san next to you to death? Or do you have steel bars implanted in your body? Did the designer forget to install a linkage device at the joint? There is no after-sales service, or has it been recognized? Is it a failure?"

Harsh and ruthless words came out one after another like bullets from Yukinoshita's thin lips that moved up and down. Even at this time, her whole body was still beautiful, but her eyes were full of contempt.

Next to them, Shibakiza and Yuigahama had already evacuated in an emergency, hiding aside and shivering, for fear that they would become the next victims, even though they both danced very well.

No need to guess, the one who will be attacked like this is naturally Hojo Kyosuke, who has nowhere to hide. Even with the guidance of Glass and Yuigahama on both sides, his dancing skills are still as hopeless as singing.

Facing Yukinoshita's "insult", someone was very calm, with a lazy and helpless smile on his face. Glass next to her was not as angry as when she was in the service department. She didn't know whether it was because she knew that Yukinoshita was teaching Hojo Kyousuke seriously, or because she was already familiar with Yukinoshita's nature.

"I've worked hard."

Hojo Kyosuke looked sincerely into Yukinoshita's eyes, trying to make her give up on him. Although this guy's character is not liked by everyone, his fair character is very convincing to everyone. If he has her certification, no one will ask him to dance again.

"Hojo-san, don't worry, you are not Shiva. Dancing will not destroy the world. At most, it will leave an indelible shadow in the hearts of your classmates. But I think Nishimiya-san won't mind, so you can let go Use your hands and feet to practice.”

Yukinoshita didn't believe that Hojo Kyousuke really couldn't learn to dance. After all, judging from his competition videos, he had excellent control over his body. The hand holding the knife can often make incredible movements, disappearing in front of the opponent's knife from weird angles, and scoring quickly.

The changes in footsteps are the same. Although she is not very proficient in martial arts, she can only see the footsteps of many schools in it, and it is not limited to Kendo, Aikido, Karate and even the shadow of Okinawa ancient Budo are also included.

How could such a person not learn such a simple dance? Coupled with his initial evasive behavior, Yukinoshita concluded that he just didn't want to dance. The basis of her judgment is herself. Although she is unwilling to admit it, Hojo Kyosuke is definitely a genius no less than hers.

I don’t know why, but this scene has appeared in the girl’s head:

Kyousuke Hojo, who was wearing a black haori, leaned on a Japanese chair, shaking the folding fan in his hand, admiring the dance of Sakura-san and Nishimiya-san, while taking a gulp of Coca-Cola.

Yes, this man has such no sense of collective honor. If he is let go now, this scene will no longer be an imagination, but will actually appear in the dojo. It would be a small thing to let him go, but it would be a big deal to dampen the enthusiasm of other students.

Hearing this, Nizi's mouth narrowed, his cheeks suddenly bulged out like a pufferfish, and his big brown eyes stared at Yukinoshita, almost getting angry.

Kyosuke-kun is not being serious. Didn’t you see so much sweat on his forehead? As long as he promises, he will definitely do it.

"Then it's up to you, your Excellency, Assistant Chief, please teach Kyousuke!"

Sakura emerged from nowhere and dragged the little puffer fish away, leaving him with Yukinoshita, the goddess of justice, regardless of Hojo Kyosuke's pleading look.

A man and a woman stood in a corner of the dojo, looking at each other, motionless and silent.

Although they were both wearing green and white sportswear, they both had the spirit of the murderous swordsmen of Kyoto during the late shogunate years. A shocking battle seemed to be about to break out in an instant.

The strange atmosphere caused the surrounding students to quickly move away from this corner, and an open space soon formed, and the atmosphere between the two became even more tense.

"I said, although it may be difficult for you to understand, I am really not good at dancing and I have worked hard."

Hojo Kyousuke, who was forced to fight, had a helpless and helpless smile on his face, as if he was saying that you can just take the unparalleled title. I am tired of fighting and killing, and I just want to have fun and have fun.

It's a pity that his opponent remained unmoved at all. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and stood proudly, making him feel sacred and inviolable.

"Well, let's start from scratch."

Yukinoshita's cold voice was filled with determination to never give up, and she seemed to have regarded this as a stumbling block in her life.

"..."

Yukinoshita's slender and straight neck turned slightly to the left, and at the same time she lightly raised her arms in the direction of her sight, revealing a section of white wrists, and then suddenly quickly drew a circle with her arms in the air, a flexible waist Turn to the rear with the twist.

The whole movement flows as naturally as flowing water, fast and yet elegant. People can't help but look forward to how beautiful it will be after changing into a quilt. Under the dance of the girl, the wide sleeves of the quilt will inevitably draw a beautiful circle, and the center of the radiant light is the beautiful smile...

Strangely enough, there was no smile, only the goddess of justice Yukinoshita Yukino staring at him expressionlessly. Needless to say, the person who is looking forward to it is naturally Hojo Kyosuke, and everything is his fantasy.

"Haha... You dance so well. As expected of Yukinoshita-san." He laughed twice and resisted the urge to applaud.

"It's your turn." Yukinoshita said with a cold face.

Even if you look very cute, your appearance will definitely scare children. Let alone an entertainment agency, you will definitely not be able to win a job as an elementary school teacher. She was very gentle when she taught me, that's what it's like to be a teacher!

Although he was complaining crazily in his heart, Hojo Kyosuke still took a deep breath, then raised his hands, turned his head to the left, waved his arms, and turned around neatly.

The smallest movements made the sound of hunting wind, and when the palms stopped, they even made a crisp "snap" sound. It was not a broken bone, which is not that loud, but the so-called sound of exploding the air.

Yukinoshita Yukino opened her mouth wide at some point and looked at Hojo Kyousuke with wide eyes.

There are many people with the same expression as hers. Zaimokuza, who has been hiding for a long time, is also quietly paying attention to this place. Although he is afraid of the witch of ice and snow, he still cares about his elder brother.

The moment he saw his elder brother raising his hand, he was excited and worried at the same time. Among the 3820 skills, including Chinese martial arts, he instantly recognized that it was the starting position of Baguazhang. The swift and fierce slashes from both hands confirmed his guess.

If a palm that breaks the air falls on Yukinoshita's neck or face, this woman will be knocked out instantly! She wouldn't even have a chance to scream. Whether she could survive or not would depend on someone to support her.

That's right, the eldest brother must be angry when faced with such harsh words!

Although he was a little worried about Yukinoshita's personal safety, Zaimokuza still felt more like seeing his elder brother showing off his power.

"How about it?"

Hojo Kyosuke looked at Yukinoshita Yukino and asked seriously. This time, he tried his best, without reservation.

"..."

Looking at the expectant eyes, Yukinoshita made sure that the other party was not playing tricks on her. She closed her mouth, swallowed her saliva, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly:

"The strength is pretty good."

Did this guy misunderstand something? This is dance, not martial arts.

It seems that as he said, he has no talent for dancing at all. Such a whole movement is too difficult for him and has to be broken down again.

As expected of me, just like singing, as long as you want to do it, even music exams are not a problem. There is no difficulty in breaking through the limitations set by the trivial system. Hojo Kyosuke nodded happily.

"Then let's start the next move."

The joy of breaking through the limits gives someone a sudden boost of motivation.

"Don't worry, there are still many areas for improvement."

Yukinoshita walked into Hojo Kyosuke with some hesitant steps. Is this the future of Neon Kendo? When watching the video, I couldn't feel anything at all. I was originally wondering why as long as he took the lead in attacking, the opponent would turn into a wooden man and let him score.

Now the girl knows that it is suppression at the food chain level. No wonder the master who taught her Aikido would say that it is already the limit with her own talent, and it is impossible to reach the level of a truly talented person. At that time, she thought the teacher was referring to the accumulation of physical fitness and combat experience, but now she completely understood.

Not on the field, not in a kendo competition, not his enemy, he was so frightened that he felt as if his heart was in cardiac arrest for a moment. This guy is a monster. No wonder that on that day, the people in the Kendo Club would ask him to join them at all costs.

"You don't need to use so much strength for the next movements, just relax your body as much as possible!"

After walking into Hojo Kyousuke's attack range, Yukinoshita originally wanted to seriously remind the other party to pay attention to his personal safety, but after speaking, his tone couldn't help but be a little gentler.

Listening to that gentle and gentle voice, Yukinoshita couldn't believe that it came from her own mouth. This made her feel ashamed. It was useless for her to think that she could stick to her justice no matter what she faced. Is it true that I am so timid in the face of death?

Moreover, this is not death at all, but the power to bring death to oneself.

The girl couldn't help but think of the amusement park, the place she was extremely afraid of. My sister can play pranks without restraint, but I can only tremble, leaving behind nightmare memories and shadows.

Yamauchi Sakura, does she carry this kind of thing every day? Why can she still laugh? Why hasn't it been swallowed up by the shadows yet? Why are you still so happy?

Yukinoshita turned to look at the other side of the activity room. Yamauchi Sakura also looked over with a playful smile, and their eyes met together. The other party pointed at Hojo Kyousuke, shook his fist towards her, and made a cheering gesture.

Nodding slightly, she looked at Hojo Kyousuke, who was a head taller than her. After responding to his instructions, the other party also looked at Yamauchi Sakura, who was making a grimace with a wry smile. She saw her figure in his eyes.

Then she knew that the person standing behind Yamauchi Sakura was Hojo Kyosuke. So she can always face the sun and laugh, and there will never be a shadow behind her.

They rely on each other.

Yukinoshita found the answer, but it had nothing to do with her. It just added a piece of data to the technique of controlling people's hearts. If she wants to overcome the fear of death, she has to find another way. The only thing she can rely on is her own strength.

"Absolutely don't use so much force!" she emphasized again.

"Hmm~"

"The arm is not straight, it is slightly bent, about fifteen degrees. The other hand does not need to be so close, you are not shooting an arrow. The eyes... the eyes are softer."

Yukinoshita took another step forward, took Hojo Kyousuke's arm with her petite hand, and played with it like a puppet master. What made her happy was that the other person was indeed the talent that Dongda wanted to recruit, and he was very sensitive to data.

After I pulled his hand to the designated position, I could immediately fix it there and keep it still. It was as obedient as a panda doll on the bed, and the terror before could not be seen at all.

Yukinoshita took a step back, put her right hand under her nose, looked at it for two seconds, then stepped forward and adjusted it slightly before nodding with satisfaction.

As for Hojo Kyosuke, he originally planned to study seriously, but found that the scene inexplicably switched to what he originally imagined.

As early as the first red team meeting, he was thinking that even if it was something like dancing, as long as Glass and Sakura were with him, and the beautiful girls used their gentle hands to help him correct his posture, facing each other, and their clothes rubbing against each other, it would be fine. The smell kept creeping into his nose.

When the two of them looked at each other, she would shyly take a step back, blush and say to her stupid self, "Yeah~~ I'm so stupid."

Oh, it’s a joke, this is what Yinglili only has. Sakura would probably just say that Kyousuke is a big idiot, and then take her hand and start dancing wildly. Glass will gently correct his posture over and over again.

And now, in front of her was Yukinoshita Yukino, a beautiful girl who was not inferior to Sakura at all. Except for her breasts, everything was perfect. When her somewhat cold hands grasped his arm, the strong touch of her slender fingers made people couldn't help but have the idea of ​​​​letting her touch him.

It does have a good smell. Someone thought that the "smell" of Yukinoshita Yukino might be the smell of "gunsmoke", but unexpectedly it turned out to be the fragrance of water lilies. Not the rich and intoxicating fragrance of purple water lilies, but the elegant and refreshing fragrance of white water lilies.

Yukinoshita, who is 1.65 meters tall, is definitely not short. She stood in front of him with her arms open with her little face raised, but it was as if she had slipped into his arms. He could clearly see the bangs swinging from side to side on the girl's forehead, her long and thick eyelashes, and her serious face.

If ordinary people saw this serious face, they would never have any other thoughts. But he, Hojo Kyosuke, is not an ordinary person. He loses all ability to resist in front of beautiful girls, which is his only passivity. The side effect is that his mind will run wild uncontrollably.

Looking at this flawless face, the slight resentment from being scolded before disappeared instantly. How should I put it? I hear gentle voices every day. It’s good to listen to this once in a while for a change. I can go back and teach Yinglili later to enrich her vocabulary of swear words.

Lowering his head, although he couldn't see anything, the flat chest was also conducive to the teaching of the two of them. This not only made him feel that Eiriri had really grown up a lot and had worked very hard. Although she was at a disadvantage when facing Kasumigaoka, she could definitely despise Yukinoshita.

Of course, he will also be scolded even worse. If he really encounters it, he will cry and throw himself into his arms in less than two minutes.

In conclusion, skipping the nap was really worth it.

"Very good, put your hands down and extend your right foot to the distance of one sole behind the right side of your left foot."

Yukinoshita didn't notice at all that the guy with the same color, no, serious face, actually had such rude thoughts in his heart. After completing the first decomposition action, she saw the dawn of hope and made the second action.

She stepped back with her right foot like a skirt-lifting ceremony, her movements as light and graceful as ever.

Hojo Kyosuke did as he was told, but he didn't pretend shamelessly that he wouldn't ask the girl to squat down and help him adjust his posture.

"Next, the hands and feet move together at the same time, twisting the waist and rotating the body."

Yukinoshita's tone was firm, as majestic as a conquering general standing in front of the sand table and issuing war orders.

Hojo Kyosuke did as he was told, exerting force on his strong waist and waving his arms, always remembering Yukinoshita's words to relax and not to exert force.

Then, a scene that is common in the world of romantic comedies happened instantly. I don't know if it was because he was too relaxed or because the curse of not being able to dance happened. In short, Hojo Kyousuke turned around and fell in the direction of Yukinoshita.

The Rabbit in the Moon Palace testified that this was definitely not his intention.

Yukinoshita's little mouth opened slightly, her body had already reacted first, and her muscles tensed up, preparing to act as a human cushion. But what made her eyes widen again was that their faces were facing each other, with each other's faces in their black eyes and light cyan eyes.

If they collide, let alone a sweet kiss, all the front teeth will be knocked out. Of course, the one who needs to install dentures must be Yukinoshita Yukino. Hojo Kyosuke, who can eat so much food at every meal, naturally even has his teeth polished.

But who is Hojo Kyousuke? In the flash of lightning, he hugged Yukinoshita in an instant and exerted force on his waist again.

Boom——

The dull sound attracted the attention of the surrounding students, but after a quick glance, they all turned away in fright.

It was so scary. As expected, Hojo-san couldn't stand the strict Yukinoshita-san, so they started fighting. But the beating was too intense. Was it a naked choke? He is indeed a ruthless pick-up machine, very ruthless indeed.

Only the members of the baseball club saw some clues and recognized that this was obviously a brilliant catch!

I saw Hojo Kyosuke lying on the ground with Yukinoshita's legs close together, a pair of big hands hugging his back tightly, and his small face buried in the opponent's chest. He was completely unharmed and avoided going to the hospital. The fate of dentures.

If the positions of men and women were swapped, it would definitely become a blockbuster. Fortunately, the person below is Hojo Kyosuke.

"Yukoshita-san, are you okay?"

He asked worriedly. This was the best remedy he could make. His legs were already knotted just now. He hesitated for a moment between pushing Yukinoshita out and holding him in his arms. got this. What if it falls after being pushed out?

After a brief period of confusion and realizing that he was not crushed by Mount Tai, Yukinoshita quickly woke up and quickly judged the current situation with his head. The soft sportswear allowed her to clearly feel everything underneath her body. With a cry in her heart, she stood up with her hands on her strong chest muscles.

"I'm fine. Let's continue practicing." He patted the non-existent dust on his body casually. There was no expression on Yukinoshita's delicate little face, as if nothing happened just now.

Hojo Kyosuke did complete the action according to his own instructions. Even if the person who was pinned down was himself, it was his unintentional fault. And he used his own body as a buffer to prevent himself from being injured, and he was only making up for his mistakes.

From this, I came to the conclusion that I don't need to thank you, and Hojo Kyosuke doesn't need to apologize, that's all. Like a fireman who bursts into a room to rescue a woman wearing only her underwear, there is no reason why he should be held guilty of moral lapses. Or like a samurai killing a hunting dog to protect the monarch, the monarch cannot punish him...

Yukinoshita thought quickly, and countless testimonies emerged to lend justice to what had just happened between the two of them.

As for whether these testimonies were just, the distracted girl had no time to think about it for the time being.