Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

All the speakers hidden in the darkness of the classroom were found, the audio was completely destroyed, and the messy luminous characters on the door plate were cleaned up. Only the three words "Service Department" full of cyberpunk style were left. This is Yamauchi Sakura's last insistence.

"Don't I have any dignity!" the girl shouted with tears in her eyes.

Although it was completely unimaginable why a person's dignity would be related to such a luminous house plate, but seeing Sakura Yamauchi's attitude that if you dare to touch the house plate, I will hit Hojo Kyosuke to death on the chest, Yukinoshita Yukino still compromised.

Just like "I don't agree with what you say, but I will defend your right to speak to the death." Even if that dignity is surprisingly cheap, Yukinoshita's justice does not allow her to trample on it at will.

All these things used for fooling around were actually supplies for the sports festival, but as the leader of the group, Yamauchi Sakura requisitioned them without politeness. While she and Hojo Kyosuke were packing things together, Hiratsuka Shizuka also visited the classroom.

Compared with the idle classrooms that looked like warehouses at the beginning, the current service department has a much more lifelike atmosphere.

The most conspicuous wall next to the door, which was originally used as a bulletin board, is now covered with a piece of white paper with a form drawn on it.

Shizuka Hiratsuka took a closer look. The first column was a commission. The content of the commission was not stated, but the serial number was 1234. There was no word after the first three items, and only the fourth one was in the second column under "Handler". The name of Hojo Kyousuke was written in the box, but the "status" in the last column was empty again.

"It's quite standard." The instructor smiled happily, and then she turned her attention to other places.

On the lectern in front of the blackboard, there are four wool felt dolls more than ten centimeters high. Although it is limited by the size, due to the producer's care, you can still recognize that these are the four members of the service department.

"What an exquisite doll. Did you make this, Sakura?" she asked.

"No, I don't have such dexterous hands. They are made of Ni-chan." Sakura, who was secretly hiding a USB flash drive, replied.

"That's right. Of the four people here, only Nishimiya seems to be the one who knows how to do this kind of thing."

Hiratsuka nodded calmly, and then said:

"It's done well, but I think there's something missing?" As an instructor, she has the obligation to help these children do these things as perfectly as possible.

"Huh? It's impossible. Nitrate-chan took a long time to make it." Sakura threw away the work in her hands, ran over and picked up her own doll and put it on her head, indicating that the two brothers were made of materials that have been separated for many years. Different brothers.

"If you think about it carefully, I feel there is still room for improvement."

Under Yamauchi Sakura's gaze, Hiratsuka Shizuka looked around the classroom, then looked down at his... chest, and then coughed twice. Her dignity as a teacher meant that she could only hint like this. Did she have to say that she also wanted a similar doll? The service department cannot be established without the instructor. It can be said that she is the absolute core of the service department.

How could this family be complete without her, Shizuka Hiratsuka!

"Oh oh oh! I know!"

Sakura exclaimed, picked up the Yukinoshita doll, looked at it again and again, then stabbed the doll's chest twice with his fingers, and said angrily:

"You Ni-chan, you actually used this method to please the minister. You must be a bad person if you don't learn from the good ones! Fortunately, Mr. Hiratsuka found out in time, otherwise the image of a just superman would have been completely ruined by you."

"Watch me execute justice!"

As he muttered like this, Sakura's fingers kept poking at the chest of the Yukino doll.

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Hiratsuka Shizuka was dumbfounded, and her shoulders dropped weakly.

"Hey, hey, that's enough, that's enough, it's already dented, don't poke it!"

Looking at Yukinoshita's already sunken chest, Shizuka Hiratsuka shouted quickly, and at the same time hurriedly rescued Yukinoshita from Yamauchi Sakura:

"If you poke it any further, Yukinoshita's heart will burst!"

Looking at the black-haired girl who was boiling water to make tea over there, Shizuka Hiratsuka felt pity for her. In just a few minutes after arriving at the service department, she had already seen two atrocities committed against Yukinoshita.

This is not a club created to practice "the art of controlling people's hearts". This is clearly Yukinoshita's suffering.

No wonder Yukinoshita couldn't wait to find him after he only left Hojo alone for a while. If he was alone with Sakura for a while, Yukinoshita would probably go insane.

At this point, Hiratsuka Shizuka no longer cares about visiting, she must take good care of her beloved disciple.

The tea making machine is not a water dispenser, but a high-end tea bar machine. The water has been boiled, and Yukinoshita is twisting the teapot to pour herself tea.

The teapot is white, with a fat beige cat painted on its round belly, with a lazy and quiet posture. The tea cup is white, and a black cat is outlined with thin white lines, with green eyes half-closed.

The black-haired girl held the handle of the teacup, looking at the library book on her lap, and blew gently into the teacup with her mouth.

"Yukishita." Hiratsuka Shizuka shouted, but the girl in front of him was indifferent.

Dong dong dong——

Hiratsuka Shizu knocked on the table again, but still didn't get a response, so she knocked again, and got a response this time. The girl who was leisurely sipping tea took her eyes away from the page, raised her head and looked through the mist of black tea. the person in front of you.

The light blue eyes seemed a little more gentle under the mist, like the cat on the black tea cup or the cat on the white teapot.

But Shizuka Hiratsuka knew that this was a cat that could scratch people. She knew it the moment she saw the look in her eyes, and the cold voice the next moment let her know that her hunch was correct.

"What's wrong? Could it be that the woodpecker gene in Mr. Hiratsuka's body has awakened?"

Hiratsuka Shizu grinned, knowing that Yukinoshita was talking about knocking on the table.

"But I must remind you that the strength of the flesh and bones of human fingers is far inferior to that of a woodpecker's beak. Even if you are not afraid of pain, you must consider the problem of delayed wound healing and knocking on the table. If you really can't stop it, If you want to peck wood, I suggest you use your teeth. Oh, by the way, this might also awaken otter genes."

hiss--

Shizuka Hiratsuka took a deep breath and then retorted:

"Humans and woodpeckers have nothing to do with each other. It would be more credible to say that my ancestors were lumberjacks."

"Does it matter? I dare not say that."

Yukinoshita shook her head and said in a serious tone:

"After all, with the current scientific level of mankind, the interpretation of the human body is far from perfect, and there are still many secrets waiting to be discovered in the future. Aren't there often some people who can break through the limits of their bodies? Maybe they suddenly awakened to something else genes."

"No, no, I still think that awakening the power of the ancestors is more in line with the general rules." Hiratsuka Shizuka shook her head vigorously. She used her experience of reading comics in the past xx years to ensure that awakening the woodpecker gene is definitely not as powerful as inheriting the power of the ancestors. .

Yukinoshita lowered her head and lost interest in speaking. Her attack was ineffective.

Seeing the girl's movements, Hiratsuka Shizuka chuckled, and then asked:

"I said, Yukinoshita, are you saying these words to take revenge on me for not stopping Sakura from poking your chest in time? Let's talk about it first. The current doll looks more like you, and it was a little distorted just now! "

Yukinoshita turned a page of the book and said without raising her head:

"First, the topic of woodpeckers is brought up because Mr. Hiratsuka, you keep banging on the table like a woodpecker.

Second, that doll is based on Yukinoshita Yukino, not me! Although I obtained my consent in advance, the right to create the work belongs to Glass.

Thirdly, I don’t want to be criticized by a naive teacher who is hemming and hawing and trying to get the students to help make a doll too!

above. "

"Uh--I got an arrow in the chest."

Shizuka Hiratsuka clutched her chest and gasped for air as she threw herself on Yamauchi Sakura, then looked at him with hopeful eyes.

"Understood! Instructor Hiratsuka's request has been received. Vice President Yamauchi Sakura will convey it to Ni-chan tonight. I guarantee that you will definitely see the Hiratsuka Shizuka doll next time you come!"

"If possible, change my coat into a Superman style, and add a propeller under the shoes." Shizuka Hiratsuka suggested seriously.

"What about the hairstyle? Do you want it to look like a black sunflower? It's crazy, evil, and super handsome!" Yamauchi Sakura actively offered suggestions.

"...Well, I'm a little tempted, but I have other ideas."

well--

Listening to the chirping noise in his ears, Yukinoshita sighed helplessly, and then looked at Hojo Kyousuke, who had packed his things and walked over.

When Nishimiya Glass was away, Hojo Kyosuke actually became the most worrying existence. It was really unpredictable.

The girl stood up, took out a blue ceramic tea cup from the cabinet on the side, poured a cup of tea and gave it to her right-hand man.

Hungry? Let’s drink tea first.

Hojo Kyousuke thought casually in his mind. He took the tea cup, sat next to Yukinoshita, and took a sip of tea.

Well, it's delicious. It's delicious. It's hot water.

"So, can you talk about the entrustment now?" Yukinoshita asked softly. The library book in his hand had been put away and replaced with a blank notepad. There was still a pen in his right hand, ready to record at any time. .

Seeing this posture, the experienced Hojo Kyosuke almost said, "It doesn't matter, you can use a voice recorder." Journalists do this during interviews.

"How should I put it? The commission was completed successfully, but it was not completely successful." Hojo Kyosuke frowned. He did not expect that things would turn out like this.

"Huh?" Yukinoshita frowned slightly. Reason came first. She was a perfectionist and couldn't stand such vague words.

"It can also be said that it failed, but it was not a complete failure."

Hojo Kyosuke helplessly held his forehead and sighed, and began to talk about the whole story.

After Toyama Ying finished forming the team last night, he naturally invited his subordinates to have a big dinner since he was not short of money. As early as when they were in junior high school, Hatagoro and others had become accustomed to flammable oolong tea under the influence of Onizuka Eikichi and others. Whenever they had a dinner party, they would always start with a sip of beer on an empty stomach.

They don't even take a bite of the side dishes provided by the store. They have a glass of cold draft beer first. This is their drinking habit.

Beer is like a switch. With the buff "Night", Hata Goro can't keep his mouth shut. He immediately told everything in one go to the senior next to him, Onitsuka Eikichi. Of course, the convention is to start with "Never tell anyone else."

Of course Onizuka, who is extremely loyal, will keep his little brother's secret well, so when telling others, he also warned him "never tell others" and even issued a death threat "Otherwise I will kill you" ".

But unfortunately, the sentence "or I will kill you" is more like a curse saying "if you don't tell a hundred people about this, I will kill you".

So before the first skewer of yakiniku was served on the table, everyone already knew that Hata Goro had fallen in love with Kuroda Kaito.

The talented Hikigaya Hachiman, who ranks eleventh in his grade in Mandarin, thoughtfully named her "Tian Tian (Tada)'s Love Story".

Hojo Kyosuke and Kisaki Tetsuta confirmed that this incident really did not come from the mouth of Mitsuhashi Yoshima, who had been watching the excitement, but it was really said by that idiot Hata Goro himself.

When he was drunk, Hata Goro even took out the last photo of Kuroda Kaito in women's clothing, and cried loudly while shouting, "Tell me, who wouldn't like someone so beautiful? Am I wrong!"

That scene was truly heartbreaking for those who heard it and shed tears for those who saw it. How can one describe it as tragic? So a bunch of people on the spot angrily denounced Kuroda Kaito and asked him to quickly dress up as a woman and become Hatagoro's girlfriend. The Kuroda Kai people refused to obey at first. After three rounds of drinking, he felt dizzy but immediately called his sister and bravely ordered the other party to send over the wig and kimono.

When he heard this, Hojo Kyosuke bared his teeth. He was really worried about whether Kuroda Kairen would have the courage to face the rest of his life.

"So the countermeasures we decided on in the service department were correct. You also used your own way to stabilize Hatagoro's emotions and perfectly solved this commission."

Yukinoshita concluded in a slow tone. Her notepad was already full of traces. The complexity of the matter obviously exceeded her tone. It is indeed a sinister commission that starts with the underwear threatening life safety. It is really scary.

"That's right." Hojo Kyosuke nodded. He had to fight three times in a row before he defeated Hatagoro. For this alone, he felt that he was worthy of a big reward from Minister Yukinoshita.

Listening to that proud tone, Yukinoshita raised her head and looked at the boy opposite. Her eyes couldn't tell whether they were helpless or helpless. In short, they were very complicated.

"Then, because of your whim, you almost caused social unrest and put an end to the future of Hata Goro and Kuroda Kaito?"

"Hey, hey, what does it mean to bring an end to the end? They don't have that..."

"It's not just a whim, Yukino-chan, that cherry blossom is so pretty!"

The conversation between the two was interrupted, a head came out from between the two of them, and the phone screen hit Yukinoshita's face.

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