Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"boom--!!"

Crazy screams sounded, and everyone's heads and ears were ringing.

The end of one legend must be the beginning of another. This is the most basic decency!

"What did I see! What did I see?!"

"That's lightning, right?!"

"Teacher Jiujiu lost like this?"

"It's too fast. In Mr. Hojo's three competitions before, I thought it was because my level was too low that I couldn't see his movements clearly. Now it seems that it's not that I'm too bad, but that Mr. Hojo is too strong. After all, even ninety-nine You can’t see clearly, sir!”

The figure of Ninety-nine Red's back falling in the air with a sword swinging, looks particularly lonely against the backdrop of Hojo Kyosuke's upright figure. Two seconds had passed since the referee announced the result, but he still maintained the posture of swinging the knife. No one would laugh at him. It was pretty good that a person struck by lightning could remain calm.

Listening to the cheers that shook the roof in his ears, Hojo Kyosuke took two steps forward with a chuckle on his lips.

"Are you okay? Teacher Ninety-nine?"

Over there, Jiujiu withdrew the bamboo knife as if waking up from a dream, and turned around slowly.

"Ah...well, it's okay, it's just..."

Speaking of this, the youngest eighth-level swordsman in Neon smiled bitterly, and the corners of his mouth curved with difficulty. It was more like crying than a bitter smile. It was really full of bitterness.

"I thought I could block Hojo-kun's strike, but I ended up overthinking it."

He shook his head:

"Although it's a bit arrogant to say this, I thought I was stronger than Miyazaki-kun and Nagase-kun, but it turned out..."

Although there is no defeat in one move, is there a difference between one move and two moves? It's nothing more than the difference between crickets and locusts.

Hojo Kyosuke smiled modestly:

"Don't be so frustrated. You did cause me some trouble. As for other things...you know, even if you are stronger, it makes no difference to me."

He looked around and saw pairs of eyes full of fanaticism.

The bitterness on the corner of Jiujiu's mouth became more and more intense. As the strongest neon, he also had self-respect, but in the eyes of Hojo Kyousuke, he was no different from those rookies.

No, wait...

He suddenly thought of a terrifying thing. After the National High School Kendo Competition starts in a few months, one of his students will be chopped down by Hojo Kyosuke. Will they say with a playful smile, "Hey, now I'm with Mr. Kujiu." A level of spicy.”

It’s true that all living beings are equal…

He shook his head and stopped thinking. This monster was too strong. He put the bamboo knife into his waist and held it upside down, saying loudly:

"The throne of neon number one is yours."

As soon as these words came out, the noisy dojo instantly became quiet.

Neon first?

Everyone was a little confused. Although they had been having a heated discussion before, when they heard this, they felt a little unreal again.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Big brother is number one in the country!!"

"Saigao! The strongest on earth!!"

The disciples of the Rampage Angel and Beichen Yi Dao Style all roared loudly.

Hojo Kyousuke didn't look at those idiots, but asked Nine-nine Red:

"Aren't you going to try again? Maybe there will be a chance next time?"

When Ninety-nine True Red heard this, he felt a tightness in his chest. He walked to the cypress wood floor that was crushed by Hojo's kick and squatted down. He stretched out his hand and touched the fracture. The sharp burrs poked him. The calloused hands silently spoke of Hojo Kyosuke's unparalleled speed and strength.

He raised his head and looked at Hojo Kyosuke, and said with sadness: "If it were a rugby match, I believe I would have been knocked twenty meters away."

It's really terrifying. This guy stepped on the 3.6cm wooden floor with force. What a huge force it was. If you step on yourself, I'm afraid you won't be able to step on yourself in two parts in an instant.

"I haven't lived enough yet. It's better to do things according to your ability. I don't think anyone is qualified to hold this title of the strongest except you, Hojo-kun."

He stood up and smiled broadly.

Chiba Godaime, who had a chrysanthemum blooming on his face, immediately raised his hand and shouted:

"Winner, Hojo Kyousuke!"

"Pah, pah, pah—"

"Oh oh oh, Segao!"

"..."

Warm applause and screams sounded instantly, and no one refuted Ninety-nine True Red's words. Hojo Kyosuke did not win with difficulty, but declared his strength to the world with an absolute victory.

Miyamizu Mitsuha looked at Kyosuke who was surrounded like an emperor, and couldn't maintain the tranquility on his face, smiling so much that his silver teeth were exposed.

"Sbarasi, I thought that Hojo-kun would win easily, but I didn't expect to see such a wonderful performance."

Chief of Police Takenaka was also applauding. This kind of power can cross ranks. Even if his immediate superior, the Chief of Police, who was carrying four stars, came, he would have to bend both hands to greet Mr. Hojo.

"I didn't expect high school students to be so powerful. If Hojo-kun participated in the police kendo competition, he would definitely win, right?" Director Arisugawa exclaimed.

"Of course, wasn't Miyazaki-kun the winner last year? Hojo-kun defeated him with just one move."

Listening to the discussion in her ears, the miko lady smiled even more happily, and she quietly interjected:

"Actually, Jing Jie already had such strength when he was in junior high school."

"hiss--"

There was a collective gasp, and no one doubted this, because there was no need.

Otsuka Yoichiro looked at the lively atmosphere in the dojo, his face was gloomy as if he was poisoned, who is the leader of this dojo! ? Could it be that Hojo Kyosuke has become the master of Beichen Itto-ryu!

He looked at his adopted son and son-in-law, and saw that he was not impressed by Hojo Kyousuke's strength like others but remained silent. He couldn't help but feel a little relieved. As expected of a noble, he was still very dignified.

He reached out and pulled his son-in-law over, and he whispered:

"Ryunosuke, later I will do this and then this, and you will do this and that. In this way, we can pass on the glory that Hojo Kyosuke has achieved to you, and take advantage of the opportunity to announce you to so many people tonight. As the heir, I kicked Daidaiji and Hojo Kyousuke away!"

After finishing speaking, seeing that his son-in-law still didn't speak, he couldn't help but knock the other person's head.

Otsuka Ryunosuke suddenly raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream. His green eyes seemed to be on fire. He almost jumped up in fright. At this point, he thought that his son-in-law was afraid that the heir throne would be taken away, so He quickly said:

"It's useless even if Hojo Kyosuke can fight any more. This society depends on power and background. As the master, my accumulation in the kendo world is not something he can shake. As long as you..."

"Father!"

Otsuka Ryunosuke shouted, the sound was loud enough to attract the attention of Chief Takenaka and others, and now the Sixth Generation could not speak anymore.

"Did you see that?" he shouted.

"what did you see?"

"Lord Hojo!"

Otsuka Ryunosuke stood up and waved his arms:

"It's so powerful, Sbarasi, it's like a high level! I never thought Beichen Yidao style could be so powerful. It's a hundred times more powerful than in novels and movies. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would definitely Will think it's a lie.

Superman! Lord Hojo is Superman! "

The little German yellow hair was so excited that he almost cried:

"'Forgotten Swordsman', 'Demon Eye Ittousai', 'Handless Demon'... I think these titles are not worthy of Hojo-sama!" Let me think about it, let me think about it..."

He danced again, as if he had become Italian.

"correct!"

"emperor!"

"Lord Hojo is the emperor of kendo!"

"His Majesty the Supreme Emperor arrived at the Chiba Dojo in Okemachi today!"

Otsuka Ryunosuke's roar attracted more people's attention.

The disciples of Beichen Yidao style also shouted.

"His Majesty the Supreme Emperor arrived at the Chiba Dojo in Okemachi today!" Xn

The shouts became louder and louder. Not only the people from Beichen Yi Dao Liu and Rampage Angel were shouting, but everyone seemed to have turned into fanatical religious elements.

Xiao Huangmao became even more excited, shook his wide sleeves, raised his hands and shouted again:

"Our great Emperor Hojo Kyosuke held a magnificent coronation ceremony at the Chiba Dojo in Okemachi. Blessed is the great Hokatsu Itto-ryu ~ Long live the Emperor!"

"Oooh!"

All the swordsmen raised their hands and shouted:

"Our great Emperor Hojo Kyosuke held a magnificent coronation ceremony at the Chiba Dojo in Okemachi. Blessed is the great Hokatsu Itto-ryu ~ Long live the Emperor!"

"Long live His Majesty Hojo Kyosuke!!"

Even though there was a heartbreaking pain in his ribs, Jiuneng Tianyin still cheered loudly.

General Daodaoji looked at the performance of his junior brothers and no longer felt disappointed. So what if he has been a prince for seventy years? Those who lost their parents early will not know how envious he is!

"Long live His Majesty Hojo Kyosuke!" He also shouted loudly.

Sanye didn't know when he took out his mobile phone and pointed the camera at the center of the dojo, which attracted everyone's attention.

There were a bunch of crowded faces on the phone screen, including Eiri, Sakura, Kasumigaoka, Glass, Kashiko... It was obvious that everyone was gathered in front of the screen to watch Kyousuke's glorious moment.

"Ah, really, why doesn't this store have a TV for projection?" Ying Lili complained loudly.

The chef who was sitting at the bar preparing food twitched his lips and didn't dare to speak.

Even if it's a store where you have to queue for more than half a year to get an appointment, can he afford to offend these young ladies?

As a mother, Hojo Mikiko held a glass of juice very dignifiedly and chatted leisurely with several mothers. She seemed very calm...well, not calm at all. She wanted to rush to the dojo immediately to celebrate with her precious son. Then tell everyone loudly, this is my son's smash, this is my son's smash!

Fortunately, Sanye told her early that there were three cameras recording at the scene, and they would copy the video and take it home as soon as possible. If not, even if there were so many relatives present, she would sneak away immediately to watch her precious son kill everyone.

Kashiko’s chubby little face was full of smiles. Although he didn’t understand what was going on, he also shouted:

"His Majesty Hojo Kyosuke is so old!"

Everyone is cheering, silence only belongs to the lonely person.

The Fifth Generation Otsuka Yoichiro sat on the ground, looking up at his good son-in-law, and listening to the respectful cheers, his face was full of confusion.

what happened?

Shouldn't the current procedure be for the two of them to defeat Hojo Kyousuke together, and then take advantage of the situation to announce the candidate for the next head of the family?

Although the situation was very serious, he was ready to risk everything and was about to fight to the death. As a result...

Why did my dear son declare his allegiance first?

"Ryunosuke...?"

He murmured.

"Huh? What's wrong, father?"

Although Otsuka Ryunosuke was cheering, he heard his father-in-law's voice at the first time and immediately bent down to ask.

"You, don't you want to be the seventh generation?" The sixth generation asked puzzledly.

"I do!"

Ryunosuke answered immediately:

"But after seeing Hojo-kun, I knew I was not worthy. Now, Hokushin Ittoryu is blessed with Hojo-sama!"

At this point, he squatted down, grabbed his father-in-law's arm and shouted loudly:

"Father, you should abdicate as soon as possible, and let Hojo-sama take the throne quickly, so that I can learn from Hojo-sama legitimately!"

"..."

Otsuka Yoichiro's body swayed and he almost couldn't sit still.

"Puff--"

A crisp and pleasant laugh sounded, and Mitsuha Miyamizu quickly covered her mouth.

Chief Inspector Takenaka, who also found it funny, did not laugh, but just said jokingly:

"Miss Miyamizu, what are you laughing at?"

Miyamizu Mitsuha said seriously: "I remembered something happy."

"What happy thing?"

Miss Miko tried to suppress her laughter and said with a chuckle: "Kyosuke and my father get along very well, just like Mr. Ryunosuke and the Sixth Generation, the relationship is very harmonious."

"Hahaha, so that's how it is, no wonder I feel very close to Lord Hojo when I see him!" Otsuka Ryunosuke scratched his head and laughed, very happy to have such a common point with his idol. Maybe this will make his kendo even better.

"Hahahaha——"

Even Chief Inspector Takenaka couldn't help laughing now. This kind of father-in-law and son-in-law relationship is really interesting. At the same time, an important information was obtained. It turned out that Miss Miyamizu and Mr. Hojo had met their parents and were at the stage of discussing marriage. This is incredible. Mr. Miyamizu is indeed a senior bureaucrat and has a good eye. But if he wants to snatch the newcomer he values, he is still a little short.

The superintendent has already made up his mind. As soon as the working day comes, he will immediately invite Hojo Kyousuke to become a special trainer, and then introduce this super genius to his superiors and colleagues at the next Metropolitan Police Department gathering, so that everyone with daughters at home can quickly deal with it and firmly grasp this future star.

When Xisaki Tetsuta hurried over, what he saw was the two successors of the Hokushin Ittoryu surrounded their eldest brother and cheered for his Majesty.

Hehehe——

As expected of the eldest brother, when it comes to occupying the magpie's nest, the eldest brother is the best! (End of this chapter)