Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Don’t think that speeding offenders in Japan consider 300 kilometers per hour as the entry-level speed limit, and speeding immortals are even starting to challenge 400 kilometers per hour. In fact, in the 1990s, the Tokyo Bay Coast Line, which was the chosen place for speeding parties, had a speed limit of 80 kilometers per hour.

Yes, this straight highway along the coastline, which seems to be able to drive forever, will face a fine of at least 318,000 yen as long as you step on the accelerator slightly.

It’s not that the automobile industry has developed too rapidly that the road law has not kept up in time. On the contrary, when the Bay Coast Line was just opened, it was the time when major Japanese car companies were crazy about pursuing extreme speed.

Sitting behind the driver’s seat, Ichiro Hojo was bragging to the imperial envoy at this time, which intersection had electronic eyes and where there would be traffic police manual speed measurement. He said it clearly and there was almost no error. Hojo Kyosuke was speechless. He didn’t know whether to praise his father for being a great lawyer with a good memory, or to say that the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department has not changed at all for decades.

The imperial envoy was so excited when he heard the stories of racing from Hojo Ichiro, but if he dared to exceed 80, he would definitely be slapped in the face.

One was Hojo Ichiro: Idiot, didn't you see my wife and daughter in the car! Drive carefully!

One was Miyamizu Toshiki: Bastard, didn't you see my two daughters in the car! I should ask my friends to check whether your construction site is safe!

Yukinoshita Yukino ate the food from all sides, not to mention Eriri's junk food, there is no other comment except happiness. Others in Ruyi Liao also prepared a lot of food. After all, the happiest thing about road trips is convenient food besides car music.

There are so many girls in the family. Although it would be embarrassing to cook a meal properly, it is still good to make some snacks to eat in the car. Even Sakura made a salad, with cold lettuce leaves and rosa red mixed with sweet and sour salad dressing. It was perfect to eat in the car, and it would make people feel more comfortable if they were carsick.

Kasumigaoka Utaha prepared a large box of high-quality fruits, which was convenient and popular.

Yukinoshita Yukino was fed from all directions, her mouth was full of food, and her cheeks were bulging like pine trees. But she had to pay some attention to her sister to prevent this drunkard from getting drunk before reaching the destination.

Yukino had no idea that Haruno would never get drunk.

Mrs. Hojo and Mrs. Nishimiya also took a can of beer shared by Haruno. Seeing that the two elders had started drinking, Yukino opened a can of beer with reserve.

Puff~

The cold air from the can mixed with the aroma of beer rose up, and Yukino slowly put her lips to the beer, tilted her chin slightly, and the cold liquor slid down her throat. Her slender neck moved up and down, and a barely audible moan came from her throat.

"Ah~ It tastes so good."

She squinted her eyes and whispered with great enjoyment.

"Don't worry about us old people, Baixiangli, drink more if you like it. Yangno has filled the refrigerator."

Hojo Mikiko said with a smile. She thought Yukino's look of enjoying beer was very cute.

The first sip of beer that an adult drinks after a hard day will release the troubles of the whole day, but if that sip is not cold, the troubles will be doubled.

And like Yukino, who likes and enjoys beer from the bottom of her heart, and can drink it so cutely and beautifully, she may be the only one in the world.

"Just like Yang No, she's a complete drunkard, not elegant at all!"

The mother turned her head and teased Yang No, who pretended to be drunk and started to act like a spoiled child.

As a medical worker, Nishimiya Yaeko basically doesn't drink. Even when she was betrayed by her husband and had to shoulder the most difficult years of the family, she never used alcohol to numb herself, but now...

Ah~ What a beautiful day...

She held beer in both hands, and it was obvious that she was not a professional drunkard. She first looked to the front right, where her eldest daughter was talking to Miss Takimoto, and Kyosuke in front handed them a thermal box of snacks. She turned her head and looked behind, where her youngest daughter was huddled together with the little lady of the Miyamizu family, taking pictures of the other two girls with a camera.

Really, why didn't they wear seat belts?

She opened her mouth to remind them, but seeing that they had helped Xiao Jiashizi wear seat belts properly, she chose to let the girls go. Although the speed of 80 kilometers may make high-performance cars feel so depressed that they want to commit suicide, there is really no need to worry about safety. Even a head-on collision will not cause a major disaster.

Glass, Yuzuru...

Yaeko Nishimiya's mouth curled up slightly, and her eyes narrowed with a smile.

At this time, she looked very similar to her eldest daughter, because they were mother and daughter.

When I get old, I will become like my mother, and my eyes will disappear when I smile.

But I'm sorry, Glass, Yuzuru.

Mom, I didn't give you a gentle childhood like grandma did.

Yaeko Nishimiya turned her head and looked out the window. There was an endless sea. The blue sea was very calm, and looking into the distance was like driving in the middle of the sea.

Peaceful...

As the country most influenced by America, Japan has a car culture that is different from that of Asian countries, and it is extremely developed. The Bay Coast Line in the 21st century is no longer a hot spot for drag racing, but the traffic has not decreased at all.

Japanese cars are accustomed to driving slowly, and you can tell at a glance that many of them are on a family trip like them, because a little head will always poke out of the open windows from time to time. The child's slightly longer hair was blown randomly to his face by the wind, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Although in a few years he will become a social creature, working hard to earn money and travel with his girlfriend, and he will no longer be able to leisurely enjoy the sea breeze on the highway with his parents. But at least at this moment he is still happily enjoying the love of his parents and looking forward to the next vacation.

The best thing about self-driving travel is that you can park at any time. The car is full of delicate girls. Even if the seats are spacious, it is not comfortable to sit in the car for a long time. More than half an hour after leaving Tokyo, the Ruyiliao tour bus drove onto a sea bridge - Tsurumi Tsubasa Bridge.

At the end of the bridge is an island, which is the destination for a short break, the Daikoku PA parking area.

"Oh, so many cars."

Yingli looked at the endless parking lot outside the window and subconsciously exclaimed.

Daikoku PA is very competent as a parking area because there are a lot of parking lots, but apart from the parking lots, there are only a lot of warehouses and logistics companies.

Although it is an island with only three bridges for entry and exit, Daikoku PA has an extremely gorgeous circular viaduct in the center. As for the scenery, apart from the sea view, the only thing worth mentioning is the viaduct that lights up at night.

But why would the emissary park his car in such a lackluster parking area? Because this can be said to be the place with the most prosperous JDM culture near Tokyo.

The emissary drove the car to the circular elevated area in the center of the island while casually perfunctoryly explaining to his girlfriend why she wanted to come here. It's rare to drive out for fun by yourself, how can you not get to see those famous cars?

On weekdays, there are many empty seats under the circular elevated highway, but on holidays like this, it is hard to find one.

The envoy drove the car into the parking area and was dumbfounded. He looked around and saw no less than dozens of classic cars, but he couldn't see any vacancies.

Sayaka, who had long been dissatisfied, immediately suggested thoughtfully:

"Let's get out of the car first and let Zhi Zhi find a parking space by himself. If he can't find it, let him drive in a circle and ask him to come over when the rest time is up."

If someone else was driving, Sayaka would never make such a suggestion, but if the driver was her boyfriend, it would be fine.

Sayaka spoke frankly, and the others were moved when they heard it, but everyone was decent people, so they all said it was not good in a hypocritical manner.

The imperial commander had a wretched look on his face and was about to accept his fate. He comforted himself by thinking that he was just visiting around. After all, this is the holy land of JDM.

Most people may worry about scratches when driving a bus, but an experienced driver like him who drives a construction truck at a construction site is not worried at all. To him, big and small cars are all the same. When he was in elementary school, he often helped the workers drive when he went to Gifu Prefecture with his family workers. His skills were not very good.

When even the most respectable Mr. Yukinoshita Yukino was planning to give in, Hojo Kyosuke suddenly spoke.

"Okay, I have a friend who happens to be on the island. He will give me his parking space and tell you to go that way."

After speaking, he picked up the phone and showed the address to the emissary.

"But ours is not a small car, is that okay?" the old driver asked worriedly.

Hojo Kyosuke smiled: "It doesn't matter, I have more than one friend."

After the bus arrived, Miyamizu Mitsuha immediately saw the two figures below who were waving constantly.

The girl turned her head, raised her eyebrows and looked at Hojo Kyosuke, and said in an incomprehensible tone:

"Does Onizuka know the cloning technique? What about Tokyo Branch Tomb, Kanagawa Branch Tomb, etc. Why is this guy here?"

Yes, the two people below who jumped up and waved with silly smiles on their faces were none other than Onizuka Eikichi and Danma Ryuji.

The two quickly moved the car away to let the envoy drive in. After Hojo Kyousuke got out of the car, each of them stuffed a large watermelon into their arms as a thank you gift.

"Oh! A super high-end watermelon!"

Onitsuka Eikichi's eyes were as wide as a bell, and he shouted in an exaggerated manner.

Next to him, Danma Ryuji was not much better, looking very hopeless. However, the people around them did not laugh at them, but looked envious.

These two NPCs are familiar to people in the Hojo family. They drove everyone to the Sakura Festival, and helped Eiri fight Rinya Aki at the Comic Exhibition. They can be seen working as scalpers in various situations where queuing is required. It’s just that we didn’t see each other much this year when they went to Kanagawa to attend university.

The kind-hearted Glass was very knowledgeable and asked a little embarrassedly:

"Mr. Onizuka, are you here selling parking spaces as scalpers?"

She thought that if that was the case, she would give Onitsuka Eikichi and the others another watermelon. Three of them would be enough to thank them.

Hearing this, Ichiro Hojo opened his eyes suddenly. Are young people today so shameless in order to make money? When he was young, he would drive to Dahei PA and pretend to be exhausted even if he had no money. How could these two young people make money by occupying parking spaces here?

Onitsuka Eikichi was also very familiar with his eldest brother's family. First he bent down and scratched his head to say hello to his eldest brother's parents, and then called out Miss Yamauchi and Miss Nishimiya one by one... This is common sense among the members of the Runaway Angels, although every one of them It seems that they are all sister-in-law, but they can't all call them sister-in-law, so they can only stop calling them all.

"No, we are here to have fun. It seems that there is a drag racing party event in Yokohama tonight. Brother Maki brought us to join in the fun. He also borrowed this car from a friend."

He scratched his head and kicked the wheels of the car next to him. Although those who ride motorcycles and those who drive cars are both called bosozoku, in fact, the two groups are not very confrontational. This is normal. Bosozokus who drive luxury cars like Porsches don't play with people who drive civilian cars, so how can they play with people who ride motorcycles?

Hojo Mikiko liked her son's polite friends very much. Hearing this, she smiled and boasted that her family was very energetic, and then she led her daughters-in-law to the shopping area.

Hojo Kyosuke stayed behind to chat with Onizuka and others, while waiting for Maki Kyosuke to go to the toilet. The envoy followed the knowledgeable Ichiro Hojo to appreciate various classic luxury cars one by one. As for Toshiki Miyamizu...

As soon as someone turned his head, he saw the tough old father stretching his waist with his hands on his hips and moaning from his mouth.

"Ah~~It hurts, it hurts..."

Hojo Kyousuke was so frightened that he quickly looked away. If Toshiki Miyamizu knew that he saw him in such a miserable state, he might not know what he would do to him later. At the same time, he made up his mind that the next stop at the rest area would be postponed for another half an hour, which would directly make the old man wail in pain.

After stretching his waist to his heart's content, Toshiki Miyamizu ran towards his daughters without even looking at anyone.

When Maki Kyosuke and a bunch of other people arrived, everyone looked at him with admiration after hearing about the members of Hojo Kyosuke's tour group.

Maki Kyosuke patted Hojo Kyosuke on the shoulder and said sincerely:

"Hojo, my brother is a veteran and won't lie to you. Although you are an outstanding young man. But just like those men who are racing along the coastline, they may be able to break through three hundred kilometers countless times, but as long as they do it again Make a mistake and the car and family will be destroyed, so..."

Someone interrupted directly:

"Brother Zhenshu, it's been so long since college started. You should have found a girlfriend, right? I heard that there were a lot of sororities at the beginning of college. With Brother Zhenshu's handsomeness and billions of dollars, he must have a girl. Friend, you must have taken it out for a ride today, right? Where is it hidden?”

"Hahahahaha——"

A group of people who ran away from the Angel burst into laughter. Onizuka Eikichi, who did not know whether to live or die, also said:

"Brother Maki's girlfriend eats gasoline and makes a roaring sound. Commander, you must have seen it before! But Danma and I brought our girlfriends. I will ask them to come over and say hello to you later. "

While talking, he also compared the difference between riding a bicycle and taking his girlfriend for a ride in a car. Although it was very comfortable to have close contact with a motorcycle, driving had many more tricks and was very interesting.

Next to him, Danma Ryuji also sang along. The two of them were on the right path when they went to college. I don't know how much better a campus full of girls is than that ghost place in Dongcheng. Hojo Kyosuke heard that both of them now looked down on Mr. F, who once guided them in the magazine, and planned to submit his own article to teach others how to pick up girls.

After hearing these words, veins popped out on Maki Kyousuke's forehead, and he regretted lending his car to these two bastards. (End of chapter)