Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"Then I'm leaving?"

"Are you really not planning on a goodbye kiss?"

Hojo Kyousuke stood at the entrance to the apartment, turned around and asked funnyly.

On the bed, Mitsuha Miyamizu was still lying on her stomach. The nightgown on her body had already been soaked with sweat and clung to her body. The slim girl's body was clearly exposed, and her exquisite curves made Hojo Kyosuke reluctant to look away.

Hearing that voice, the weak girl endured the discomfort coming from her lower body and straightened up.

"Bye, bye, bye! My mouth is swollen from kissing. I don't know if I can recover tomorrow. Kyousuke, you don't even know how much you feel for me!"

The miko lady accused.

Hojo Kyousuke subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. A hot feeling came to his mind, and his originally thin lips now turned into "sexy fat lips".

You really have the nerve to beat me up...

He muttered in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. It would be bad if he made Sanye angry.

"Then I'll leave first. I'll take care of Yotsuba's side, don't worry."

"You are Yotsuba's biological sister. What am I worried about? Let's go quickly. Goodbye!"

Sanye urged again and again, and the discomfort coming from her lower body made her blush so much that she was almost bleeding.

"Hahaha~"

Hojo Kyosuke smiled and opened the door, but the next moment.

call out--

The magic of teleportation appeared again, and with just one step, he rushed to the bedside and sucked hard on Mitsuha Miyami's bright red mouth. Before the girl could react, he ran away again, closing and locking the door in one go.

"Really..."

The burning pain on her lips made the girl smile sweetly, complaining in her mouth, but her eyes were full of happiness.

Just as she was about to stand up, she felt a sticky feeling inside her pussy. The miko lady felt embarrassed on her face, and her brain was stuck for a second, thinking whether she should wipe it with a tissue first or take a shower directly.

"Ah~ I should have let Kyousuke carry me to the bathroom. Doesn't that guy like taking a bath the most..."

Mitsuha Miyamizu muttered quietly and trotted towards the bathroom on tiptoes.

According to the report of Ms. Yotsuba Miyamizu, a reliable information recorder, there is a miko who needs to take a shower when she wakes up in the morning, takes a shower after eating lunch, takes a shower after taking a nap, goes out to buy ice cream and takes a shower when she comes back, and after finishing her homework... According to complete statistics, except on abnormal days, a certain miko (Mitsuha Miyamizu) takes at least five baths a day, and the next day she will accuse her smart, cute, upright and kind sister of secretly using her shower gel.

After walking out of the room and taking a look at the night city outside, Hojo Kyosuke walked into the elevator. A slight feeling of weightlessness came, and Hojo Kyousuke touched his mouth, reminiscing reluctantly.

To be honest, his Pangji was also a little wet, but not as exaggerated as Sanye. It is normal for good brothers to drool when they see delicious food. Hojo Kyosuke will not dislike his good brothers, but will only severely reprimand this ruthless and incorrect society!

After rejecting the apartment manager's offer to sell cheap condoms, he came to the roadside and didn't wait long before he saw a familiar license plate.

In fact, it was not a bargain, but the guy knew that Hojo Kyosuke was a famous person at the time, and thought that if Hojo really accepted it, he would sell the remaining ones online, with the label "Hojo Kyosuke agrees to use it."

"Private Marseille, I've kept you waiting for so long!"

Toshitaka Hirata quickly got out of the car and opened the door. Even though he had been busy all day, this strong man was still full of energy.

"It doesn't matter."

Hojo Kyosuke got in the car and smiled and asked about his father-in-law, mother-in-law and their daughters. He also asked about the dinner party between Rampage Angel and Beichen Ittoryu. They all got satisfactory answers. Kisaki never paid attention to details. disappoint others.

"I won't go out again tonight. You can go play with them later."

He said with a smile that because he has to be responsible for himself, Hirata's drinking frequency has dropped sharply. Even at every party, he has to be 100% sure that he has no need for a car before going to drink.

"Hi!"

Hirata didn't say any polite words. After answering neatly, he began to praise his eldest brother's performance today.

"...Really, when I saw that old guy jumping out on TV, I almost broke the TV. Of course, I either didn't believe the general manager, or I was very angry! Fortunately, the general accountant, you are strong enough, that old guy This guy is dead this time. I will buy all the newspapers tomorrow and feast on his reports!"

This is what Masako Tsuruta practiced during the award ceremony.

"...Although he is still weak compared to the president, Mr. Daidoji is indeed a good guy. I will challenge him in the future to make him understand that the president is not the only strong person in the organization. The most regrettable thing is tonight I couldn't be beaten by the chief. Alas, watching those people being hacked by the chief made me addicted, and my mouth went dry..."

"... If you are thirsty, drink more wine."

Hojo Kyosuke twitched the corner of his mouth. There were too many people tonight, so he deprived his subordinates of the opportunity to be beaten by him, and promised to beat them for ten more minutes next time. Otherwise, these guys all said they would make a big fuss (and get hacked) in Beichen's Yidao-ryu gym.

There are not many cars on the road at this point, and the sound insulation effect of the cabin is very good and very quiet.

He lazily leaned back in his chair, listening to Hirata's chatter, and cooling his lips with the iced Coke he just bought. He hadn't forgotten the last time he was caught by Shiyu when he came home from a date with Sanye. This time he had to cover it up a little, although according to expectations, Shiyu wouldn't be waiting to arrest him.

“…Then I’ll take my leave first!”

Hirata Shunryu bowed 90 degrees, straightened up and stood up straight:

“Finally! Congratulations to you for winning the Neon Mystery Writers Association Award! Congratulations to you for becoming the seventh generation of the Beichen Ittoryu!”

“Oh, not much!”

He bent down again, his voice was not loud but he was very excited.

Hojo Kyousuke curled his lips, stepped forward and patted his subordinate on the shoulder, and also said thank you solemnly.

The black car slid out of the street silently, and Hojo Kyousuke took out his mobile phone and operated it a few times before opening the door.

Walked into the courtyard gate, opened the door carefully without ringing the alarm bell.

Looking around, he sighed in despair.

Sure enough, the biological defense line declared a complete failure.

It is more reliable to expect Rocket Sansan to see it than to expect Momotaro to be able to watch the house.

Without the doorbell, the puppy that he had high hopes for became a decoration.

The living room was brightly lit, and a cartoon was playing on the TV with the volume turned down. A bag of unfinished potato chips was left open on the small coffee table, but the strange thing was that Hojo Kyosuke didn't see any human figures. Of course, there was no dog either. Every detail showed that there was someone in the living room, but it was empty, as if a spirit had disappeared.

Fortunately, even if he didn't see anyone, Hojo Kyosuke knew who was left behind. It wasn't because of the cartoon on TV, but because of the open potato chips. The family was full of girls, not to mention Sakura and Nakako, even Kasumigaoka and Yukino, who looked like queens, loved to eat potato chips. The potato chips in Hojo Kyosuke's house were like Coke, which were purchased in large quantities every time, and occasionally homemade.

"Sssssss, sssssss, I'm a happy cleaner~~"

A brisk humming sound came from the Japanese-style room on the left side of the entrance. Hojo Kyosuke's eyes suddenly widened. With his mouth wide open, he subconsciously lowered the sound of his breathing, took off his shoes lightly, walked up the steps and looked over there.

This sight almost scared him to death.

Snail girl... No, Eriri!

Eriri is cleaning!

Oh my! What happened? Did the door of Ruyi Dormitory suddenly connect to a parallel world?

Hojo Kyosuke's mind was confused. The scene in front of him was too incredible.

I saw the petite Eriri wearing an apron with anime characters printed on it. Her white little feet were raised, and she was wiping back and forth on the locker with a feather duster held high. Her little head was tightly wrapped in a blue and white floral triangular scarf, with only two golden ponytails at the end.

With just one look, Hojo Kyosuke concluded that this headscarf must have been made by Nozomi, because this guy couldn't possibly do it.

Someone's inner confusion was unknown to others, while Eriri was tiptoeing and waving a feather duster, her cute little face full of excitement. She didn't worry about dust falling into her mouth at all, and continued to hum while cleaning:

"La la la la~ Dust, dust, go away, I want to clean the floor, kilikili, shiny, I'm a great cleaner~~"

"嘤嘤嘤~嘤~~"

It was like a dog barking in harmony, and Hojo Kyosuke looked down and saw that his biological defense line was jumping up on all four legs at the same time, and the dog's head was raised and singing very passionately.

It should be said that although this was obviously a made-up song with the wrong tune, it was indeed rich in emotion. Hojo Kyosuke felt Eriri's love for cleaning easily when he listened to it.

Is this guy possessed?

Hojo Kyosuke was holding up his phone to record the video while thinking whether he needed to use a "factory format reset" to restore Eriri to normal.

He thought for about two minutes and forty-three seconds, and when Eriri put down the feather duster with a serious expression, stopped singing and looked serious, he retracted his phone.

Hmm? Did this guy find out that I was peeking? Impossible, even my biological defenses didn't find it, how could Eriri, who is short-sighted, find it?

Hojo Kyosuke said it was incredible, he must have really traveled through time, otherwise how could he see so many incredible things.

After waiting for another half a minute, Eriri was holding a feather duster, her little face was tense, her willow-like golden eyebrows were wrinkled, and her expression became more and more solemn.

What was she thinking about? Did he finally find out that her behavior pattern was very unlike Eriri!

Hojo Kyosuke observed quietly.

About half a minute later, Hojo Kyosuke saw Eriri sigh.

"Well, forget it. Who else can create a new song in such a short time except a super genius like me? One song is enough, enough."

"Hey, I'm really a genius."

After another sigh, the girl raised the feather duster again, and her little face showed a simple smile belonging to a worker.

"Swish, swish, swish, I'm a happy cleaner~~"

The brisk singing sounded again and began to play back.

Puff~~

Hojo Kyosuke almost couldn't hold back his laughter, even he almost couldn't hold it back.

After all this time, Eriri has run out of words to sing, hahahaha.

Just as he was about to raise his phone, a message came over. He clicked it and saw a thumbs up, and the sender was "Aunt Sayuri". Yes, with his style of doing things, before being forced by Eriri to delete the video, of course he would share the risk!

After thinking about it, he didn't plan to continue recording, anyway, the "MV" had been recorded once.

Someone with evil intentions smiled maliciously, and then started to make sounds, "Ss ...

He actually started singing along. The blond girl over there didn't know whether she was too happy cleaning or was concentrating, but she didn't notice at all. It was just that the originally pleasant song was slightly diverted by a certain tone-deaf guy. The biological defense line on the ground started to feel a little strange. It jumped up again with only three legs, and fell to the ground in an instant.

Finally, the happy housekeeper turned into a desperate housekeeper, and the working people could no longer be happy.

"Ahhhhhhhh, my beautiful song!"

Eiri turned her head sharply, held the feather duster high, and rushed towards Hojo Kyousuke with teeth and claws.

Well, it turns out that the princess had already discovered someone who had secretly entered, but she was generous and kind-hearted and gave the humble chore a chance to sing. Unexpectedly, the sincere kindness was turned out to be out of tune and biased.

"Hey! (aniki! aniki! When did you come back! Why didn't you ask me to pick you up!)"

The fluffy puppy also screamed and rushed over.

[Biological defense line, fallen! 】

"Hahahahaha, you can't blame me, it's all Yinglili, you are too unsteady! You have no ability to resist interference at all!"

Hojo Kyosuke caught the little golden retriever flying towards him with a playful smile, not willing to take the blame at all.

Um? !

Yinglili's eyebrows were raised, "Okay, how dare you talk back if you don't abide by the curfew!" Going against Tiangang, right?

The feather duster was raised high, and it hit Hojo Kyosuke hard, and then landed lightly on his back.

"You still know to come back! You still know to come back?!"

After asking a question in reply, the feather duster looked gentle but was not fierce at all and beat Kyousuke Hojo with all his strength.

Ah~~I finally shouted out, so comfortable~~~

Yinglili cheered in her heart and waited hard all night just to shout this sentence. Who knows how valuable this sentence "You still know to come back" is. It not only represents the identity of the hostess, but also contains the wife's worry and concern for her husband, and at the same time takes into account the coquettishness and grievance...

This shout out will definitely make the stupid chore kneel down on the ground and apologize. Then the generous and resourceful self can take the opportunity to harvest countless promises and make the chores sign unequal agreements!

Hum hum hum~ah ha ha ha ha~~~

Yinglili thought happily.

"Ah - it hurts!"

Suddenly, a scream interrupted the princess's beautiful fantasy. Seeing the painful expression on Hojo Kyosuke's face, she was so frightened that she stopped quickly.

"What, what's wrong? Did my beating hurt you?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to do it, I thought...ah ah, where does it hurt? Where does it hurt, Kyousuke?"

The girl threw away the feather duster and groped around Hojo Kyousuke's body hurriedly.

"It's not Yinglili's fault. It seems that she was accidentally injured when she went to Beichen Ittoryu tonight."

The generous and cunning Lord Kyousuke Hojo rescued Eri-ri from the whirlpool of guilt.

"Ah...I...I'm sorry, I didn't know..."

Huge guilt enveloped Yinglili. What on earth did I do?

"I just wanted to pretend to be angry and scare you. I'm sorry, Kyosuke, come here and I'll help you apply medicine."

The little golden retriever's eyes turned red instantly.

"And I just want to tease you~~"

Hojo Kyosuke hugged the princess and said with a playful smile. (End of chapter)