Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

The article ends with Jiraiya Futami's high praise for Hojo Kyosuke:

"A novel should first be a good story, a good story that people like to listen to. Hojo is such a storyteller. And his story is not told to a few people, but to the whole society."

Ah~~

Eri leaned back against the sofa with a relaxed body, her face flushed, her thin lips parted and she slowly exhaled, a satisfied look.

Looking at the little golden retriever's appearance, Yukino, who was sitting next to her, had a complicated and strange expression, but it was understandable. After all, the last time the Internet voted for Hojo's girlfriend, Miss Sawamura even personally went out to canvass for votes... Everyone knew about this, but they pretended not to know, otherwise this proud little girl would be shy and stay at home for three days.

Now seeing a newspaper with a circulation of 8 million praising her talent in front of the whole country, how could she not be happy.

Yukino recalled the appreciation of Eriri's painting by the critic and famous painter in the newspaper, and heard a cough next to him.

"Ahem..."

It turned out that Eriri, who had been relaxing on the sofa for a while, had straightened up and was staring at everyone present with a sharp look in her eyes.

"Eriri, are you sick?"

Prince Oga asked worriedly.

"Imperial (idiots don't get sick)" Momotaro comforted her hastily.

"No!" Eriri wrinkled her nose.

"Wow!!!"

There was an exaggerated exclamation from the side.

Sakura stood up, holding the newspaper in both hands, and said loudly:

"Eriri, you are definitely a genius, your IQ is definitely over 160! I said that you are not good at studying, not because your brain is not good, you just spend the time studying on art! Now your time has finally come!"

The voice was full of amazement, and the amber eyes were full of admiration that made Eriri excited. The blonde princess no longer pretended to be reserved, and suddenly stood up from the sofa, raising her neck proudly:

"Ha~~Sakura, you are really..."

The princess shook her head gently, as if she wanted to criticize Sakura's modesty, but she was interrupted before she finished speaking.

Nose looked up, and after being stunned for two seconds, she uttered two "ohs" as if she had just woken up from a dream, and then quickly raised the newspaper in her hand and exclaimed loudly:

"Eri, you will not be the next Van Gogh, will you? That's amazing!"

Her voice, which was originally full of clarity, praised people, and immediately made people think: It would be a beautiful thing if Nishimiya Sakura could read the eulogy at her funeral.

Even if I am a sinner, I can still go to heaven.

But unfortunately, Sakura is still a little shy after all, and she blushed with shame after saying these few words, but it doesn't matter.

Seeing that even Glass praised her so much, the blonde princess was so happy that her eyes could not be seen, and her twin ponytails swung left and right happily.

"Haha~~ Not so much..."

The princess was interrupted before she finished her humble words.

"No, Miss Sawamura has never been the next one, she doesn't need to be anyone, Lily is Lily, she will become the world's number one painter!"

Hojo Mikiko held up the newspaper with a serious face.

The little golden retriever's twin ponytails swung more happily, almost turning into propellers, which made Momotaro's eyes sparkle. He thought that maybe Eriri could change her job from a close friend to an aibou (partner), and then they would perform propellers for their big brother together.

"Hahaha~~ Aunt Mikiko, why even you..."

Eriri waved her hands repeatedly with all eight teeth shining in her smile, but was interrupted before she finished her humble words.

"The report in this newspaper is not accurate!"

A cold voice sounded, and Eriri's happiness was immediately known, and she glared at the black-haired, red-eyed demon girl who didn't know the tact.

"Whether it was that Futami Jiraiya or Hishida Akiyoshi, they only considered the artistic value of Eriri's paintings, but they didn't know that these three posters were all drawn by her within two days! The lack of this information caused them to greatly underestimate Eriri's talent!"

Kasumigaoka Shiuha argued, and her gorgeous wine-red eyes were full of seriousness.

The expression on Eriri's pretty face perfectly interpreted the word "lively", laughing wildly - angry - ecstatic - the smile returned to her face again.

Ueno Naoka looked at the chaos in the living room with a twitching mouth. She was so afraid that the furry puppy Momotaro would raise his hand forty-five degrees in the next moment.

"Hahaha~~~ I didn't expect you to be a smart person, Shiyu. I was wrong before..."

The princess's expression faithfully reflected her emotions. Now she was no longer modest. She waved the newspaper to praise this guy who had a keen eye for heroes, but she was interrupted before she finished speaking.

"Eri, you know me. I have always said that you are the most artistic, aesthetic, and dress-conscious person in Ruyi Liao. I was right. Let's work together. If we join forces, we will be invincible!"

The helplessness on Naoka's face was all restrained. She stood up and raised the newspaper. Her tone was fanatical and pious. There was no sign that she had disliked Eriri's outfit before.

What a joke, the outfit of the protagonist in the poster was all designed by her. Many people have come to the Internet to ask about it. Who dares to say that Eriri is a fool who wears a set of sportswear for ten years? She is the first to disagree.

"Hahahaha~~ Naoka, choosing me is the best thing you have ever done..."

Eri laughed loudly, patting Naoka's shoulder with one hand, as if she was going to divide the gold with a big scale in the next moment, but she was interrupted before she finished speaking.

"It's really well drawn."

Yukino smiled gently, and her tone of voice was as gentle as a little girl. She was not trained as a voice actor like Naoko, and that kind of aria was too difficult for her. But it doesn't matter, Eriri is also very happy.

In the fascinating praise, the princess not only lost her humility, but also her soul slowly slid into the abyss.

"Hahahahahaha~~ Yukino, I always thought you were the most cultured in this family..."

Being praised by the cultured people in the family, Eriri laughed even more wantonly, but she was interrupted before she finished speaking.

"..."

"..."

The originally lively living room suddenly became quiet. No one knew why Eriri suddenly closed her mouth and lowered her head. Everyone could only look down along her gaze.

The little girl with pigtails, wearing a red knitted top and blue denim overalls, and a white furry puppy looked up blankly, not knowing why Eriri suddenly stopped talking and looked at them, they clearly didn't say anything?

This time, it was not only Naoka whose mouth twitched helplessly, even Yukino closed her eyes with a headache, and Naoko turned her head away awkwardly. Only Sakura, Kasumigaoka and Hojo Mikiko looked at each other and laughed evilly

Kayoshiko's big black eyes turned around, looked at Eriri, then looked at her mother, and then looked at Sister Sakura who was winking, and opened her mouth wide to let out a sigh, then raised her hand to grab Eriri's trouser leg and exclaimed loudly:

"Siguo Yi Nei——!!"

"嘤嘘嘤 (Good job! You are worthy of being my best friend)" Momotaro raised his hand and put it on Eriri's foot.

"Hehehe~~ Kashiko's sister is the cutest~"

After being interrupted, Eriri finally resumed the topic again, bent down and picked up the little girl, and rubbed her face against Kashiko crazily.

"Okay! Since everyone likes it so much, then I, the original author, will personally show you how to appreciate it!"

Eri said, picking up a painting tube on the sofa.

This guy...

After Kasumigaoka Shiyu had laughed enough, she immediately became unhappy when she saw Eriri's smug look. It's enough to be proud for a while, and then I'm afraid you're going to ask me to hang your paintings on the head of the bed? Then do you want me to print your photos on the bed sheets and watch me and Kyosuke being intimate every day?

But before Kasumigaoka could say anything, she saw Sakura had already trotted over to get the easel, and helped Eriri hang up all three paintings in a very servile manner.

This guy...

Kasumigaoka finally showed a helpless look, and was speechless to the extreme about Sakura, this bad guy. She knew that Sakura not only enjoyed Eriri's silly look, but also enjoyed the way they were forced to cooperate. Both of them could make each other happy.

Sakura praised Eriri, but Eriri's happiness was probably less than one-tenth of Sakura's. In a sense, if the society was full of people like this, then perhaps world peace could really be achieved.

That's because Kato Megumi was not here, otherwise, looking at Sakura and Eriri, she would definitely feel familiar, as if she had seen them in a family restaurant.

"The boss of the ramen shop, Mr. Oyama, said that my painting has both postmodern style and neon tradition. He is indeed right. Look here. Do you know the Nagaya King? Don't you know? The one whose family was forced to hang by the Fujiwara clan, this hanging rope was used by them! Look at this..."

Eriri said with a red face, pointing at the drawing board.

"What about Victorian style?" Glass raised her hand to ask.

"Do you know what was the most common in the Victorian era?" Teacher Eriri asked.

"Pirates?" Sakura spoke enthusiastically.

"No."

"Steam locomotive?" Kasumigaoka also gave face.

"No."

Yukino: "Chimney?"

"No."

Erriri sighed and shook her head, as if lamenting why everyone's artistic accomplishment was so poor. But she was open-minded and optimistic, and soon realized that it was not that everyone was stupid, but that her lady Eriri was too smart. After all, even Sakura, who scored 100 points in the math test, said that she was definitely a genius!

"What is that, Eriri?" Kashiko held Eriri's face with two small hands and asked in a baby voice.

"Call me sister!"

Erriri corrected her, and then simply announced the answer:

"It's the gallows! Statistics show that in the Victorian era, fifty people were hanged every day. At that time, the most orders received by carpenters were not to repair ships but to build gallows!"

She raised her index finger and said seriously.

Kasumigaoka rolled her eyes. As the top student in her grade and recommended to a prestigious school, she naturally knew that Eriri was talking nonsense.

"Siguo Yi Nei~~~"

Kaseiko, Sakura and others exclaimed in amazement, so Eriri's interest became more and more excited, pointing at the cloth ball in the mouth of the judge who was tied on the ground and saying something artistic. Naturally, everyone exclaimed in amazement, and the applause never stopped.

Eriri was of course talking nonsense, didn't she know that she was a fool? Could it be that she was really discussing painting techniques with everyone seriously? If that was the case, I'm afraid Sakura would publish his proud appearance in the newspaper tomorrow.

Hojo Mikiko and the others knew that Eriri was talking nonsense, but they were all happy to listen to her, and from time to time they could even put forward their own opinions and discuss seriously.

The only exception might be Kashiko. The little girl looked at Eriri standing in front of the drawing board and teaching everyone, and then looked at her mother and sister Sakura's admiring expressions, and she couldn't help but feel a little shaken in her heart: Is Eriri really not a fool?

In the future, when her brother makes delicious food for her, should she share it with him... No! Absolutely not!

The laughter kept ringing in the living room, flowing through the glass door, and reaching the quiet courtyard, lingering in the silent and dark night sky.

Hojo Kyosuke, who was sitting on a recliner in the courtyard and making a phone call, looked back frequently, and the smiles of the girls made his already good mood even better.

The commotion surrounding him these days was too big, and even he couldn't be idle. That guy Kisaki helped him take on a lot of affairs. I thought I could wait quietly for the award after the new book was published, but now it seems that I am afraid I will be busy until I step onto the podium.

Unlike Hikigaya Hachiman's guess, although that piece of comment looks like an advertisement, after all, it has clearly shouted for Hojo Kyosuke, but it is really not an advertisement found by Xisaki, or it is not paid.

The teacher Futami Jiraiya came to the door by himself, just as Matsumoto Motohiro said, he was attracted by the poster, and he couldn't wait to read the novel after seeing the poster, so he contacted the publisher, and found Xisaki Tetsuta. The two sides had a friendly consultation.

The other party helped Hojo Kyosuke write a review, and then Hojo helped him contact the LDP congressman Yamaguchi Daisuke, and then the three of them will appear on the talk show of TV Asahi together. A young and promising congressman, a social critic, and the most talented literary giant in the new world, it is a strong combination.

All of this was connected by Xisaki in the middle, and he is best at this kind of vertical and horizontal maneuvering. For a wise general, there is nothing happier than the master's family being strong. Following such a powerful big brother, you can plot if you want to plot, or you can attack head-on if you want to attack head-on. The combination of the strange and the normal will make you invincible.

After a few more words, Hojo Kyosuke hung up the phone, and the sound of grass being bent came from behind. Turning around, I saw Eriri, wearing white shorts and a green loose T-shirt, walking over.

The girl walked to the side of the recliner, raised her head and looked at the sky, with her hands behind her buttocks, twisting her fingers constantly, without saying a word.

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