Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

After hearing Kyosuke-nii's words, Yotsuba lowered her head and looked at her impoverished figure, and then looked at her sister in the crowd whose loose miko uniform couldn't hide her slim figure, and sighed heavily.

"So, the adult world is always full of deception, right?"

Hearing these words, Hojo Kyousuke's smile stopped and he couldn't help but stare at Yotsuba's smiling face.

Yes, it's still this familiar smell. Yotsuba seems to have seen through the world.

"What are you thinking? If it develops so early, you should go to the hospital for examination!" He grabbed Yotsuba's head with one hand and shook it from side to side.

"Hairstyle! My hair is messed up!"

Yotsuba exclaimed in a low voice, her idol has a heavy burden.

Sure enough, if you want to make your online shrine popular, you still have to rely on your sister. Then you go home and find out the clothes that your father used when he was the shrine lord and lend them to Brother Kyosuke. With such a shrine lord and a shrine maiden, why worry about not being able to make money?

Mitsuha noticed the movement here and turned her head. Seeing the interaction between Kyousuke and her sister, the smile on her lips became sweeter. Compared to his real sister, Kyousuke has always been more competent.

In the diary that Sakura returned to herself, her past self often complained about how Kyosuke knew so much about girls when he was obviously a big boy and could even educate and enlighten little girls.

"I admit that you are qualified as a miko. Now let me see where your confidence in teaching Hojo Kyosuke comes from."

Yukinoshita Yukino buried her idea of ​​worshiping the Cat God in her heart, her expression became more cautious, and she regarded Mitsuha Miyamizu as a heavyweight opponent.

It was also true that in terms of body shape, the other party was indeed much heavier than himself.

"Um?"

Mitsuha, who was responding to the matters related to Eiriri Miko, turned her head, narrowed her eyes slightly, and raised the corners of her eyes as if she had eyeliner on them, making her extremely charming.

That's too sharp, classmate, you look out of place in Ruyi Residence.

The miko lady thought so in her heart.

"Kyosuke, help me move the sofa further."

She slowly said, although the area between the two sofas in the living room is large enough, like all rituals, it does not only need to be taken seriously when the ceremony is held.

Just like sports festivals, festivals, and the lengthy preparations before the ceremony, it is not only for the preparation of the ceremony, but also to make the participants pay attention to it, and produce a feeling of "Ah, it is indeed a festival that has taken so much effort to prepare, it is amazing", or "So much energy has been spent on it, so you must watch it carefully."

It can be said that washing hands before worshiping and stuffing money have this effect. The so-called sense of ritual is nothing more than this.

"No problem." Hojo Kyousuke agreed, grabbed the sofa with both hands and pushed it directly to move the entire sofa to the kitchen.

Then without Mitsuha's explanation, he turned on his mobile phone and connected it to the speakers of his home theater, and started playing the familiar Japanese flute and taiko drum music.

When they heard the music playing, everyone hurriedly ran to the sofa over the dining table and sat down. Kato Megumi and Kasumigaoka, who were already sitting there, found a good seat.

Hojo Kyousuke stood behind the crowd, looking at Mitsuha who had slightly closed her eyes with a peaceful expression, and felt inexplicably moved in her heart.

Finally, I finally made this miko my own!

Oh, I almost forgot Yotsuba. As soon as this little girl heard the sound of the Japanese flute and taiko drum, it was like hearing the school bell. She trotted to sit next to her sister, just like she did when Ito was on time.

Because Yukinoshita is the "main reviewer", Sakura-sama also assigned her a seat on the sofa, while Yotsuba's two friends, Sachiko and Kohaha, sat on the carpet.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The acoustics that Kyosuke Hojo bought at a high price were first-class, and the rhythm of the taiko drum seemed to be inciting everyone's eardrums. Upon hearing the established melody, Mitsuha slowly raised his right hand, and his wide white sleeves were fully stretched out, like the wings of a swan.

"I miss you so much. The last time I saw it, it felt like yesterday."

Xueye murmured softly. In her dark eyes, there were three leaves dancing continuously. At some point, she came to the dining table and sat down, right behind Hojo Kyosuke.

"It's a pity that we didn't get to see Miyamizu Shrine." Naoka also said. When they went there, they originally wanted to see Mitsuha dance in the shrine. Unfortunately, not to mention the shrine, even Itomori was gone. .

"Itomori raised Mitsuha, and Itomori's destruction made Mitsuha."

Hojo Kyousuke is the person here who has the deepest experience with Itomori besides Mitsuha. As for Yotsuba, the little girl didn't understand anything at that time.

"There's nothing to regret about that place. We can build another one ourselves when we have time in the future."

In his memory, the Miyamizu Shrine standing on the mountainside, shining like dew in the morning light, was indeed very beautiful and charming, as if a god really lived inside.

But no matter how good the place is, as long as it is something Sanye hates, it should be destroyed.

Hearing Hojo Kyosuke's words, Yukino smiled crookedly. That's it, Hojo-kun is such a person. For me, we all have unconditional preference. It seemed that even if he had to press the button that would destroy the world to save himself, he would press it without hesitation.

Therefore, although Xueye occasionally thinks of the small courtyard built by everyone and the apple trees planted before the end of the world, he still does not want to go back to the past.

Soft white light filtered in from the courtyard, and the ethereal sound of the flute flowed out from the living room. Mrs. Takemura passed by outside the courtyard wall and stopped. The hand holding the vegetable basket naturally dropped, and she tilted her ears to hear what the sound was.

She couldn't see the girl dancing in white light, couldn't feel the beauty of the flexible and harmonious body, but she still felt the indescribable sacredness from the ethereal sound of the flute.

It’s really lively, Hojo-san’s house. Tomorrow is the weekend, so I’ll ask my husband to take my son with me to visit the shrine.

She chuckled and shook her head, glanced at the neatly trimmed poplar tree, and walked towards her home.

Even pedestrians passing by could feel the sacredness in the sound. Sitting on the sofa, Yukinoshita Yukino was less than two meters away from the miko-sama. You can imagine the impact on her heart.

Although he didn't open his mouth wide and keep screaming like the two junior high school girls in front of his feet, his clenched fingers unconsciously pinched into his palms.

"Si Kuniichi~" Kato Kei whispered, her eyes reluctant to leave Mitsuha Miyamizu at all.

Her words also represented the thoughts of everyone else. It was also the first time for Kasumigaoka Shiyu to see Mitsuha dancing. She originally wanted to win over her, but now she couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Kyosuke and I’s daughter, let Mitsuha teach her how to dance from now on.

Amidst the sound of the flute and taiko drum, the girl's steps were small and her wide scarf not only did not hinder her, but she walked out of a sea of ​​flowers on the other side as she moved her steps, and the white sleeves were like the sails of the ferry boats above.

Even the light seemed to have turned into a toy that Miyami Mitsuha played with at will, wrapping around her body like a ribbon, making her whole body exude a gleaming white light.

Hojo Kyousuke, who was standing at the back, looked at Mitsuha's twisting waist and couldn't help but recall the feeling of his hand rubbing that delicate and delicate belly that night.

At that time, why didn't I let Mitsuha dance once? Even if she wasn't wearing a miko costume, it was a wonderful feeling to be able to hold Mitsuha, who was sweating and panting after dancing, with their lips touching each other, making her suffocate. Steal the air from your own mouth.

"Sanye's body is still so soft."

After thinking about it, he praised softly.

Just at this moment, the drumming ended, and Hojo Kyosuke's voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Scum!"

Yukinoshita's voice and eyes had a coldness that could kill someone. Every syllable that came out of his mouth was very hard, as if he was trying to kill someone who ruined this perfect performance with words.

"satyr!"

Yinglili's voice was filled with resentment. This guy had hugged her so many times before, but he had never praised her soft body.

Yes, I would twist my ankle when I fell, and I never got a perfect score on the balance beam, but isn’t it common sense that girls’ bodies are very soft! Doesn’t this big pervert, who has caught me as a human cushion so many times, know it very well? Why do you only praise Sanye!

"Ara, isn't my body also very soft~Kyosuke-kun~~"

The softness in Kasumigaoka Shiu's voice made Kato Kei couldn't help but shudder, feeling that something strange in her body was about to awaken.

"Scum!"

Yukinoshita was keenly aware of the subtext, and unceremoniously cast the Snow Witch's spell with her eyes.

"Huh? Don't you have any sense of shame? Kyousuke saw Mitsuha dancing and praised her for her flexibility. You, a third-rate light novel writer who only sleeps on the sofa every day, have stiffer shoulders than me. How dare you say your body is soft?"

Yinglili, who had just been using a dictionary of curse words in her mind to punish the chores, immediately pointed her finger at the witch with red eyes.

Listening to these innocent words, Kasumigaoka Shiyu blinked and didn't know whether to refute for a moment. In this situation, it seems that continuing to immerse Yinglili in ignorance will hurt her even more, right?

"But girls' bodies are inherently soft."

Kasumigaoka put his arm around Eiri's waist, who was sitting on the back of the sofa, and squeezed it hard without ceremony. As expected, it was so soft.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid Kasumigaoka Shiyu, what are you doing!"

Eiri hurriedly opened her eyes and jumped back, hiding behind Hojo Kyousuke, leaning out half of her body, pointing at Kasumigaoka with trembling fingers.

"To help you prove to Kyousuke that your body is also very soft."

"Why do I need you to help me prove it? I don't know how to..."

Speaking of this, Yinglili quickly covered her mouth:

"Why should I prove such a thing to the chore!"

"But no..."

This is how Eiri and Kasumigaoka's daily vital capacity exercises began.

"Eiriri is so cute." Megumi Kato whispered.

"Such a stupid person, I'm really worried about her future." Yukinoshita looked at Eri, whose face was red as she was being teased by Kasumigaoka, with the eyes of a potential client.

"..."

Yukinoshita-san, who likes to hear the words "radical generals" the most and to accept challenges the most, you seem to have no position to say such things...

Kato Megumi looked at Yukinoshita Yukino with a very rude look, and once again thought of "One Hundred Ways to Use Yukinoshita". Fortunately, this book is in the hands of upright people like Sakura and Kyosuke. If this, if it were like in some comics, Yukinoshita-san would probably have to say fiercely that it can’t be done, and then...

Dama! Stop your thoughts, Megumi! This is so rude!

Kato Megumi shook his head and turned his attention to Mitsuha Miyamizu in front of him.

"Miyamizu-san, it's amazing, so stunningly beautiful."

The fingertips of her hands touched slightly as a sign of applause.

"Thank you. You are Kyousuke's friend, that is, my friend. Just call me Mitsuha."

Miyamizu Mitsuha said with a smile as a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. She didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed about what Kyosuke said just now. Instead, she was extremely satisfied. This was tantamount to directly telling everyone the progress of the two of them.

He didn't even have to say a word, the declaration of victory had already been made.

"..."

Ah um~ I do know that your relationship with Kyousuke is very close, Kato Megumi pursed her lips.

"Let's go take a shower?"

After letting Sakura serve as the referee for Eiriri and Kasumigaoka, Hojo Kyousuke came over, picked up the towels prepared in advance and handed them to Mitsuha and his sister.

"Before that, there is one more thing to confirm."

Mitsuha Miyamizu took the towel and wiped her forehead. After dancing the Kagura dance, she looked at Yukinoshita Yukino with bright eyes that became more and more energetic.

"..."

Yukinoshita did not make any unwilling move such as biting her lower lip, but stood up and looked at Mitsuha calmly:

"I admit that your ability in dancing is better than mine, but as you said, students and teachers are a community. Similarly, the teacher's own strength does not mean that it will be reflected truthfully in teaching. There are also people who are strong but not good at it. People who teach.”

Hearing this, Sanye smiled at the corner of her mouth and looked at her sister beside her. Her mother taught her, her grandmother taught her, and Yotsuba was taught by herself most of the time.

What Yukinoshita said was not an attempt to forcefully restore her dignity. Before Miyamizu Mitsuha could reply, she continued:

"But as the teacher who teaches Hojo Kyousuke, I think it would be unfair to use someone like you."

It's like asking an internationally renowned pianist to knock on a solid piece of iron wood. The sound she knocks out won't be much better than if she only dabbles in dancing.

"Time should be wasted on things you like, and energy should be poured into the people you like. As long as Kyousuke needs it, I can do whatever I do. Yukinoshita-san should remember this."

Mitsuha Miyamizu carefully folded the towel and handed it to her sister, her eyes twinkling as if she was talking.

"..."

These were not words worth remembering. Yukinoshita, who had all her experience in love coming from novels and the art of controlling people's hearts, nodded silently. The winner has the right to say a speech, and no matter whether it is right or wrong, someone will sing its praises, she just needs to listen.

"Oh, I didn't expect my sister to say such powerful words! This sentence is a super bonus!"

Yotsuba, who was holding two towels in her hand, immediately applauded her sister's bold words, and her two friends also exclaimed. Sachiko even took out a notepad to write it down. Megumi Kato integrated into the team in a second and clapped, and made a slight hum sound from her mouth, as if she had learned something.

"Idiot, hurry up and take a shower! How can a girl be so sloppy!"

Mitsuba punched Yotsuba on the head.

"Good intentions are not rewarded, you are a fool, I don't want to take a bath with you, Brother Kyousuke..."

"Don't say this nonsense. No matter in the past or now, I have never helped you take a bath!"

Hojo Kyousuke quickly interrupted and said that although he enjoyed taking a bath when he was in Mitsuha's body, Yotsuba had complained many times about taking a bath with his sister, but he always refused. Yes, I lock the door every time before taking a shower.

"What are you talking about? Brother Kyosuke, I want to find another room for me to take a bath." Yotsuba showed a smile that succeeded in mischief.

"That's what I meant!"

Facing Yukinoshita's scumbag look, Hojo Kyo said calmly.

Then they took Sanye and walked upstairs. Sanye was not changing clothes in Zhihua's room before. But when she first came to Hojo Kyosuke's house, there was an empty room on the third floor. Although it was said to be an empty room, it was actually fully furnished and even the clothes Sanye had changed out of last time were still hanging in the closet.

Compared with other people's rooms, the only thing missing was the door sign made by Hojo Kyousuke himself.

Although Yotsuba said she wanted to take a shower in another room, she still got into the room obediently, leaving the space at the door to her sister and Kyousuke.

"I originally thought that the only surprise would be Yukino-sensei, but I didn't expect to meet two new friends~ One of them is such an interesting person as Miss Yukinoshita. It's really an unexpected bonus."

The fourth floor does not have a semi-open corridor like the second floor. There are houses on both sides of the corridor. At this moment, the two of them are standing in the middle of the corridor, just like the female killer who has just completed the task and walked out of the door and met her happy husband.

"Hehe, hehe~"

Hojo Kyosuke raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a difficult smile:

"Let me first say that this is not a quibble, but Megumi and Yukinoshita are indeed Sakura's friends, and she invited them to play!"

"Oh~ Is that so~ It turns out that Sakura has become the head of the family~"

Every word that came out of Sanye's mouth was twisted 180 degrees, and his brown eyes were unusually bright in the dim corridor:

"Oops, then if I didn't say hello to her this time, wouldn't that make things difficult for you, Kyosuke?"

"Okay, didn't Masaki-san say he wanted to be a guest at home last time? If you have time later, Mitsuha, you can also bring your friends to your home to play."

Hojo Kyosuke didn't explain too much. He understood that Mitsuha was really jealous, but it wasn't because he wanted to expel everyone, but because of his own attitude. As he spoke, he pulled Mitsuha Miyamizu into his arms and rested his chin on the girl's forehead, which was a little slippery after sweating:

"There are also Tetsuo and Sayaka. I am also friends with them, so we should invite them to our house to play. And Miyamizu-san, um..."

Someone who was speaking smoothly paused for a moment, and pondered for two seconds in Sanye's funny eyes:

"For now, this house is still too small. It's not big enough to host Miyomizu-san. It's too rude."

"You're still young. I think it's almost five times as big as the Miyamizu family." Mitsuha Miyamizu said angrily.

"How is it possible? The Miyomizu family occupies the entire mountainside!"

Such a building complex with countless independent courtyards connected by corridors can be said to be Hojo Kyosuke's ultimate pursuit.

Unfortunately, a comet ruined his desire to eat ready-made.

But it doesn't matter. He is still young. As long as he works hard, he will always have money and other things, as well as a house. He will also deal with all the difficult uncles one by one. This is the self-confidence he has relied on his own ability to fight until now.

"I'm talking about the house in Mejiro District."

Sanye rolled her eyes cutely, then suddenly thought of something and said:

"However, my grandparents' house in Nara is really as big as Miyamizu Shrine, or even bigger."

The Mizoguchi family, a prominent family in Nara for thousands of years.

Nara is an ancient capital that is no less impressive than Kyoto.

Sure enough, Kisaki was right, if you want to buy this kind of Japanese garden, you have to go to Kansai. Hojo Kyosuke was full of yearning for his future trip to Kansai.

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