Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Hojo Kyosuke re-entered the classroom of the Service Department, while Kuroda Kaito and the other two ran away without looking back. It seemed that they couldn't wait to dress up as women for the second time. Maybe being liked by a good brother and then rejecting him personally is also a wonderful experience for him.

Although it is embarrassing to even say it now, in a few years, when everyone has sons or even grandsons, and suddenly talk about this matter, the three old men may still be able to burst out with the vitality of their youth and put on a show In the battle of life and death, the old lady tried to stop the fight with laughter and tears, while the little grandson shouted loudly to come on.

Of course, the premise is that this crisis can be successfully overcome and the friendship can continue.

Hojo Kyousuke ignored the two happy idiots, but looked at Yukinoshita who was very abnormal, wondering what the other party was going to say.

Yukinoshita, on the other hand, somewhat panicked and avoided the eyes of the boy opposite her, looking at Yamauchi Sakura and Nishimiya Glass next to her.

"Do we need a world for two? Let's go out immediately!" Sakura said happily.

"No!" Yukinoshita immediately denied, then lowered his head and looked at the school bag beside him.

Looking at the bulging schoolbag, the girl's thoughts began to drift away.

…

"Xiao Yukino, I remember this seems to be the first time you received a gift from a friend, right?"

Yukinoshita didn't speak, but raised her head slightly to look at the constantly changing floor numbers on the elevator.

"No, no, let me think about it. Last time, it seemed like Hayato gave you a gift."

Yukinoshita didn't speak, but the hand holding the paper bag became harder, as if the souvenir wholesale gifted by Hojo Kyosuke in the bag suddenly became ten times heavier.

"It's so strange. I clearly remember this happening, but I can't remember what Hayato gave you. It's so strange. Did I drink too much and my brain became dull?"

Yukinoshita Yangno took a step forward, leaned her head over her sister's shoulder, and her nose almost touched her fair face.

"So did I remember it wrong? Or is it because it was a gift that only Yukino-chan received, so I have no memory at all? Now, Yukino-chan, tell me."

The heavy smell of alcohol sprayed on Yukinoshita's face. Although even people who didn't know how to drink would feel good when they smelled the clear liquor, it was obvious that the liquor dissipated after being in the mouth for a while. The taste will definitely be unpleasant.

So the girl frowned and turned her face away, but surprisingly she didn't move to avoid it.

"Ah~~~ It's so cold, little Yukino. If you are treated like this, your lovely sister will be very sad~ It's really sad, she feels like she's going to die soon~"

Harano doesn't look like an adult woman at all. Whether it's her blushing face or her coquettish tone, she is a completely drunk idiot.

"Eh--"

Although Yukinoshita wanted to ignore her sister's age-inappropriate act, she couldn't help but feel soft after hearing those words. She exhaled heavily, as if she had tightened her entire lungs like a towel, and exhaled all the air.

"It was when the two families went to Shonan for vacation during the summer vacation of the first grade. He made a wreath with flowers picked from the garden."

The girl's voice was a little cold, like a smart computer reading out the information queried from the database.

"Ah, that's great. For a girl, receiving flowers should be the happiest thing, right?"

Yangno put her head on her sister's thin shoulder and whispered softly, her voice full of longing. Hearing such a beautiful elder sister say such words, I thought that anyone would immediately empty their wallets and send him the most beautiful flowers. If you don't have money, you can shoot your head to pieces and send you a bloody flower, but that's not necessarily the case.

Then the girl with long black hair just sighed again when she heard this, her expression became colder and colder, and her voice was cold and emotionless:

"That wreath was given to my sister, and I received a bittersweet flower."

"Eh? There was a time when Hayato was so cute? I really miss him. He was much more interesting back then than he is now."

Yang Na straightened his head, put his hands in his pockets, and twisted his upper body from side to side in a lull. It was as if she was not the one who envied the garland just now.

Yukinoshita bit her lower lip and pursed her lips. The hand holding the paper bag was harder, and the delicate finger bones seemed to highlight the white to transparent skin.

My sister has always been like this. Things that others have worked hard to get, she can do with ease, and then throw them aside like trash. In a conversation like this, she couldn't tell whether her sister had really forgotten it or if she just said it just to tease her.

She hates this behavior and this kind of sister.

What she didn't say was that Hayama Hayato didn't prepare any gifts for her at first.

Hayama Hayato spent the entire afternoon picking flowers under the scorching sun. He carefully selected each flower and selected the most suitable flowers to make a wreath. The ground in the garden was full of unsatisfactory flowers that he threw away.

And that little yellow flower that I received, that sweet potato plant that can be seen everywhere and can crush more than five under one foot, were not genuine gifts from others.

Hayama Hayato, whose hair was soaked with sweat and full of excitement and anticipation, handed the wreath in both hands to his sister. At that time, her sister was sitting in the air-conditioned living room watching TV, waiting for her to take the wreath and put it on her head. When he casually asked "Does it look good?", the boy whose clothes were soaked with sweat was so excited that he couldn't even speak. He looked as excited as a monkey who was invited by Adam to board Noah's Ark.

"Where's Xiao Yukino's?" This was the second sentence that my sister said. She had already casually placed the garland on the glass coffee table.

Hayama Hayato seemed to have traveled to the Antarctic all of a sudden, and the extreme heat and coldness made his expression instantly become panicked.

Really, actually I don’t care at all…

"I-I'll go right away!"

The monkey, who had just been invited to board Noah's Ark but made sarcastic remarks because he didn't trust Noah, desperately tried to make amends when the flood came.

But Yangno didn't even look at him. She just pulled her sister to her side and gently pushed away the hair from her forehead that was stuck to her skin with sweat.

"How pitiful, Yukino-chan."

My sister said so.

"It's nothing, I don't care."

She responded.

Then Hayama Hayato rushed out of the living room, and his sister picked up the phone on the table and invited Mr. Yamada, the housekeeper, over.

"Pick all the flowers in the garden and fill the swimming pool with petals." My sister said this in a normal way, as if announcing what she wanted to eat at night.

Housekeeper Yamada was in a bit of a dilemma because her mother had always been responsible for managing the garden herself.

"Moxi Moxi, mom? Nothing happened, I just want to change the flowers in the garden. The reason? It feels so boring to have the same kind of flowers all the time. Will you change them a few times a year from now on?"

My sister easily convinced her mother, not only solving the housekeeper's problem, but also directly replacing the entire garden that she thought was making her sad.

The flowers at home couldn't even cover the water surface, let alone fill the swimming pool, so my sister pulled her and knocked on the door of Akashi's sister's house next door. That was a famous writer, and every morning I would see her sitting on the corridor in the backyard, smelling the fragrance of flowers, and writing. Her husband would make tea for her, then sit aside with a yellow cat in his arms and watch her write quietly.

The two of them would occasionally raise their heads and look at each other, and then the cat would quickly jump from Mr. Akashi's lap to the table, taking elegant steps to avoid the teapot, paper and pen on the table, and then jump in lightly and gently. In Sister Akashi's arms, she meekly raised her head and meowed, asking for a caress.

When Sister Akashi has had enough rest, she will return the cat to Mr. Akashi and continue writing.

A beautiful garden full of life, a steaming glass teapot, a well-behaved and plump cat, a loving couple bathing in the morning light...

The dreamlike and beautiful pictures were deeply imprinted in Xiaoxue's mind, and became one of the motivations for her to accompany her parents on vacation every year. Even just looking at Akashi sister and her husband from a distance made her feel extremely happy.

So, is it too rude to do this? There is no need to do this for yourself, Yukinoshita thought so.

"Huh? This is for myself. It's what I want to do, that's all~" This is how my sister replied to herself.

Yes, really...it turns out that my sister didn't do that just for herself?

Even her stern mother was persuaded by her sister, let alone Akashi's sister who had such a gentle smile. After my sister hugged Akashi-sister's arm unceremoniously, she convinced her in less than three minutes. Her social skills have been so good since she was a child. Soon Akashi sister came to the swimming pool to play with her sister and herself. Two whole garden petals completely covered the water surface.

The warm petals are sucked tightly against the skin by the cool water, and the summer heat seems to disappear in an instant.

In fact, even now when I recall this incident, Yukinoshita still doesn't know whether her sister would say that she wanted to do that thing, whether it was her sincerity, or whether it was to maintain her own self-esteem as a child.

In short, neither the parents nor Akashi's sister who came home at night knew that the reason why all the flowers in the two gardens were picked was because they did not receive gifts.

They only knew that it was Yukinoshita Yono's sudden idea.

The only ones who knew were Hayama Hayato, who hurried outside and picked a small yellow flower in the corner, and himself.

The monkey who was punished and could not board Noah's Ark did not even have the courage to run to the garden and pick up a flower he dropped.

"It's so boring~~" Yukinoshita Yono muttered, stepped forward and started pressing the elevator button.

"Sister-sama, don't act like a child."

Yukinoshita pulled her sister's sleeves and said embarrassedly.

"Yes, Xiao Yukino, you and your mother are starting to look more and more like each other."

Yangno muttered, clasping his hands behind his back and looking up at the elevator. But the corners of his mouth curled up slightly when he heard his sister's gentle tone.

Little Yukino is so cute~~

The elevator finally came down, and what came out was a woman wearing a fur-collared coat, with a very good appearance and temperament. Yukinoshita had met the other person a few times. It was the resident above her, Mrs. Koyanagi. When she first moved here, her mother took her to visit her.

So she smiled and nodded, and Mrs. Xiaoliu smiled back. Then she saw her sister warmly raise her hand and say hello happily.

"Miss Xiaoliu?"

"Ah? Miss Harano? Long time no see." Mrs. Koyanagi also responded enthusiastically, which was completely different from the way she nodded in response to Yukinoshita before.

"Because the school schedule is quite tight, I don't have much time to have fun."

"Oh, I'm a college student..."

"Actually, there's not much going on, it's just..."

Yukinoshita walked into the elevator, and then saw Mrs. Koyanagi, who had just arrived on the first floor, also walked into the elevator in order to chat with her sister for a while.

"Then let's make an agreement. Next time there is a party, I will send you a message in advance."

Mrs. Koyanagi, who walked into the elevator again, was still talking to Yukinoshita Harano a second before the elevator door closed.

"Uh-huh."

Harano's smile disappeared without a trace the moment the elevator door closed. Yukinoshita clearly saw those three words "so boring" on her sister's face.

Entering the apartment, I bent down and put my sister's shoes that were flying around in order. Yukinoshita ignored her and already acted like a cat... No, how could my sister act like a cat? Sorry, my lovely cat. Ignoring her sister who was already sleeping on the sofa like a caterpillar, she walked directly to the bathroom and planned to take a bath.

"Remember to return gifts when you receive gifts from others, little Yukino."

Hearing the voice, Yukinoshita turned around, but could not see the speaker, only the back of the sofa.

"I don't need you to tell me how to do this kind of thing."

Why does this person think he doesn't even know the basic rules of society?

"Oh~~ So you know, then I'm relieved. I thought you had never received a gift before, so you didn't know this."

Yukinoshita gritted her teeth and said nothing.

"After all, you didn't return the little yellow flower Hayato gave you that time."

…

Sure enough, my sister remembered that! She said that on purpose! You shouldn't be soft-hearted, but you were still deceived.

It's so bad. Compared with the demon-like sister, the cat is simply a gentle god.

"...That's different."

The gift Hayama Hayato sent to him was only given to him at the request of his sister. Not to mention containing his thoughts and blessings, it was not even a gift at all!

"Oh~~"

Following that meaningful long sound, Yukinoshita saw her sister sitting up and lying on the back of the sofa.

“So there’s a difference between a present and a gift?”

Disgusting people say disgusting words. Since people are different, of course the gifts they give will be different!

Yukinoshita didn't respond, lowered her head and walked back to the room.

Yangno looked at her sister's back, narrowed her eyes and smiled. This smile did not contain any evil intentions, but was full of the tenderness of a big sister. It's a pity that Yukinoshita has never seen it, or she may never see it.

If Hojo Kyosuke were here, he would tell Yukinoshita that this is the true face of a cat. When you ignore her, she will tease you in every possible way to attract your attention. When you are angry or want to play with her, Sometimes, she would walk away as if nothing happened, and the cycle would repeat.

Yukinoshita Harano is actually the most cat-like cat. As unpredictable as a cat, as neurotic as a cat, as clumsy as a cat...

"I'm going to rest."

After walking out of the bathroom, Yukinoshita, who had already put on her pajamas, said to her sister.

"Huh? It's still so early. It's a rare weekend. Why don't you spend more time with your lovely sister~ It would be very lonely for me to stay alone in such a big and empty house~~"

Although the back of the sofa was blocking her, Yukinoshita still saw her sister's slender white calves hanging on the armrests of the sofa constantly tapping to show her dissatisfaction.

Really, completely like a child.

It's just because you're here that I want to go to bed early. Thinking like this, Yukinoshita walked to the sofa while wiping her hair.

She sat on another sofa. A singing program she had never seen was playing on the TV. Her sister also finished taking a shower in another room. Her hair was wrapped in a towel and tied in a big bow. She was wearing a T-shirt and a pair of The shorts exposed a pair of white, tender and plump long legs.

Really, wearing so little and turning on the air conditioner so much.

Sighing, she picked up the remote control and raised the temperature.

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