Tokyo Girlfriend Guide.

Chapter 159 She is constantly breaking through the limit for him

"You can't take the limit of your vision as your limit, and you will never make progress."

The girl's bloodshot eyes lost their previous brilliant brilliance, but instead looked a bit fierce. Coupled with the powerful words uttered from her cherry lips, Machida Sonoko next to her really felt it. her determination.

"Oh, the poem is really good, can't you discuss it with me before deleting it? At least keep it as a reference." Machida Sonoko stood up and patted her face with both hands to wake up her chaotic brain.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Machida, I let your hard work go to waste." Looking at her editor, Kasumigaoka's eyes were full of apology. The deleted novel was not only her own painstaking efforts, but Ms. Machida also poured her effort into it. Work hard on the inside.

"Who told me to put on an author like you?" Sonoko Machida bowed his lower body and pinched Kasumigaoka's white and tender cheeks that were still full of elasticity even after staying up for so many days and nights.Really, why don't these young people consider the older women.

"I'm going to prepare some supper, let's continue fighting after we're full!"

Straightening up, taking off the small gray suit jacket, the editor lady stretched fiercely, and then said.Noticing that she stretched so hard that none of the clothes were torn or the buttons fell off, she glanced enviously at her author who was still wearing a school uniform.

"Xiaoshi, do you want to take a shower at this time?" In order to catch up with the schedule, the other party was dragged to sit in front of the computer as soon as he came out of school on Friday. There was no time to change clothes, and even a short sleep in the middle They all slept in that school uniform directly, and now the school uniform and people are sleepy.

"This one……"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu looked at the notebook in front of him, then put down his hand and touched the stockings on his legs. Although they were still so smooth, the girl always felt that they were still a little greasy. In terms of writing, she couldn't bear it long ago.But the newly aroused desire to write, as well as the inspiration that was about to burst out of her mind, made her reluctant to leave the keyboard.

"Okay, you can't break through the limit properly in this state, hurry up and take a good bath!" Sonoko Machida stretched out her hand and pulled the girl with black hair and red eyes up, but because she didn't have the strength, the two of them almost fell apart. fell to the ground.

"Then Machida-san should also take a break, and it's good to have instant noodles for supper." This apartment does not only have one bathroom.

"Haha, Xiaoshi doesn't think I can make a decent meal, does she? Of course I planned to eat instant noodles from the beginning." Machida Sonoko said with a smile.

"..." The girl rolled her eyes lightly, then walked to the closet, found a set of her own pajamas and a spare new pajamas.

Without talking much, the two walked into the bathroom with a change of clothes.

First open the bathtub and let the water for bathing later, the girl began to take off the pair of stockings on her legs that had been worn for two full days.Lifting up the pleated skirt and pinching the edge of the stockings, the usual soft feel is now unknown whether it is due to psychological effects or not washing hands for too long, the girl always feels a little greasy.

As she bent down, she held the stockings with both hands and slowly slid down. The buttocks wrapped in the stockings were liberated first, and because of the girl's bending posture, she looked more delicate and round.Lifting her legs in turn to take off her stockings, she stood barefoot on the white floor tiles in the bathroom.

Looking at the crumpled stockings in her hands, Kasumigaoka Shiyu's small face wrinkled, her red eyes were full of hesitation, and she carefully brought them close to her nose.The water mist in the bathtub filled the air, the lights looked a little hazy, and the girl's serious movements seemed to be conducting some precise experiments.

It's okay, it's okay, there is no sweat smell, a perfect girl like me really doesn't sweat!
After sniffing lightly, the girl's face relaxed, showing a relieved smile, and then quickly took the injured black unknown object away from her little face.

Throwing the stockings into the trash can, she didn't plan to wash these stockings and continue to wear them.Take off the skirt and shirt, as well as the black underwear set, save the underwear for later washing, and throw the clothes directly into the washing machine.

Turning on the shower head, standing in the trickling hot water, the girl began to wash her body, covered her whole body with foam, and sat on a small chair to rub it gently.

After washing the body, the water in the bathtub is about the same, and put in the hot spring powder.Xiazhiqiu Shiyu raised his left leg, and gently touched the water surface with his toes to test the temperature.When the legs were raised, the buttocks were slightly twisted, and the buttocks on the other side were naturally tight, revealing a toned line, which fully showed that the girl's sensual legs were not lacking in exercise.

Rather, it is impossible to have such a perfect waist-hip curve without exercise, and it is impossible to have such round and attractive thighs.

After confirming that the water temperature was suitable, the girl walked in slowly while holding onto the edge of the bathtub.In fact, the high-end bathroom at home has a temperature display, and the water temperature is set in advance, but human instinct still drives the girl to do so.

uh~
The buttocks were in contact with the ceramic bathtub, and the back rested on the backrest that perfectly fit the human body. The girl couldn't help but let out moans that made the blood surge.

Wet a towel, wrung it out slightly, and covered her face with it. The girl straightened her legs and stretched her body that had been sitting in front of the computer for two days.

The rusty body was fully moisturized in the warm hot water, just like the advertisement for the hot spring powder said, "the hot spring that can be taken home, the disease is eliminated, the skin is smooth, and the vitality is restored."

The bathroom gradually became quiet, and the warm air sucked into the body through the hot towel calmed the restless heart of the girl. Miss Machida's voice came faintly from the next door, singing a nursery rhyme of their Wako City .

Hehe, Ms. Machida is really, at such an old age, she still looks like a child.

Shaking her head slightly, the girl took off the towel whose temperature had dropped from her face, and placed it on the bay window beside her, then raised her head to look at the ceiling where mist was constantly rising.It may be because the hot compress relieved some fatigue from the eyes just now. The bloodshot eyes in the girl's eyes were much less bloodshot, and the burgundy eyes that had regained their moisture were shining with a moving brilliance.

"Kyosuke Hojo"

The girl's bright red lips moved slightly, and she softly read the name of the culprit who made her resolutely delete the novel that cost so much effort.

Through the water mist, Kasumigaoka Shiwa seemed to see the figure who was loudly attracting guests for Eri Kashiwagi at the comic exhibition last time.

She really wanted to make him proudly hold her work in his hand and recommend it loudly to the people around him.Although Eri Kashiwagi is just a girl like a primary school student, she is really envious... She has been writing very hard. On the Internet, Hojo-kun told her writing skills one by one, and the following With those feelings, she knows that her path is not wrong, even if she is not sincere, she can still write works that fascinate people.

Therefore, she modified the already perfect outline, and wrote a sequel that Ms. Machida called perfect with a more gorgeous style of writing.

But when she saw the news about Hojo-kun in "Weekly Bunshun" today, the girl was not shocked by his achievements at first, but was delighted that a rose was suddenly thrown into the open window on a sunny afternoon.It is a kind of pride and honor for the success of the person you admire.

I have known for a long time that he will succeed, even if he came to the field of creators, he is still so good.This person I fancy is slowly showing his excellence to the world.

But then, looking at the bright red score of 50 volumes, she knew that just such works were not enough to catch up with Hojo-kun.Hojo-kun is showing his charm unscrupulously, and there will be more and more girls like Eri Kashiwagi around him, rushing over like bees smelling pollen.I also have to work hard, no matter who the opponent is, I can't take him away from me.

However, no matter how good my writing skills are, I am only a girl in the third grade of junior middle school. With my lack of experience, no matter how gorgeous words I use to modify, I can't write works that can really touch people's hearts.The only ones who will cry because of their own works are those who are fascinated so far.

So, she deleted the novel and had an idea she hadn't thought of before.

She wants to write herself, and Hojo-kun, into this novel.

In the past, although she wrote Sayuka based on herself as the prototype, she didn't really pour her heart into it at all. It was just a fake with her personality characteristics.But now, she decided to put her emotions into it and let Sayuka become her avatar, truly living in the novel.

The male protagonist, Naoto, was previously used as a tool to develop the plot and highlight Sayuka, but now the girl decided to make him more attractive and make him a real male protagonist.

She has an idea in her heart that makes herself feel bold and shy, and she is about to realize it through this novel.

"Xiaoshi, haven't you washed it yet? The instant noodles are ready, hurry up and finish eating and get ready to start fighting."

Before the girl had time to be excited by the thought in her heart, she was interrupted by a voice outside the door.

Really, why doesn't Ms. Machida soak it more, isn't she afraid that her skin will look like an old woman?
"Understood, I'll come right away." The girl agreed helplessly, and the girl straightened up and stood up in the bathtub. Drops of water slid down her body, converging into a thin stream of water, which rose up, sometimes sunk, and sometimes Smooth and upright, sometimes intricately slender body shed.

……

On the other side, Miki Okudera, who had just finished talking to Kyosuke Hojo, was about to return to the living room to continue talking with her family when she received a call from her friend Shizuka Hiratsuka.

"Miki Meiki, have you read today's "Weekly Bunshun"?"

A friend's urgent voice came from the phone. Although the other party has always been so impatient, Miki Okudera still wondered why a weekly gossip magazine made her call to find herself in such a hurry.After all, I have business to do when I go back to my hometown, but if I just share gossip, the other party should not be so anxious.

"No, you know, I'm not interested in those."

Yes, although the hot girl retired, she really doesn't pay attention to those things because she wants to be a good chef.On the contrary, this friend Shizuka Hiratsuka who looks carefree like a boy is quite interested in the gossip of those celebrities.Miki Okudera also made fun of whether the other party was slow to find a partner because he pinned his feelings on the idol, and whether he was reading Gossip Weekly to wait for the idol to collapse and then start his own love life.

Of course, this speculation was completely denied by the other party.

"I'll send it to you now, please take a look to see if the person mentioned above is the boyfriend of the high school student."

"I told you that Kyousuke and I are not in a relationship..."

Before he finished speaking, the other party had already hung up the phone. Miki Okodera looked at the phone helplessly, waiting for the other party to send a message.

嘀
"Picture" - Xiaojing

Clicking on the picture, although the pseudonym EGOIST is a bit unfamiliar, but after seeing "One Punch Man", she knew that the person in the report was indeed Kyosuke, but there was something strange about it.Kyosuke is obviously a high school student, but why does it say he is a junior high school student?Before I had time to think about it, my friend called again.

"The person mentioned above is Hojo Kyosuke, right, your little boyfriend."

"It's indeed Kyousuke, but it's not mine..."

"Didn't he say he was a high school student last time? Why is he now a junior high school student?"

Miki Okodera raised her head, looked at the sky full of stars, and thought for two seconds.

"Maybe "Weekly Bunshun" made a mistake. The school that Kyousuke attended already had a high school section and a junior high school section. It's strange that a magazine that reports gossip and black material suddenly reports this kind of thing. It's normal to get this wrong, right? ?” she guessed.

"That's it, it seems to make sense." Shizuka Hiratsuka on the other side of the phone immediately accepted this explanation. After all, compared to the reports in weekly gossip magazines, it is more feasible to say it as a friend.

"But I didn't expect that kid to be so powerful."

"Haha, didn't Kyosuke tell you that before?"

……

The two chatted for a while, and Miki Okodera hung up the phone.She wanted to call Hojo Kyosuke immediately to inform him of this matter, to see if the magazine's wrong report would cause trouble to him, but after thinking about it, she opened the search engine and searched Hojo Kyosuke's name.

I thought there would be nothing to gain, but I didn't expect his name to appear on many forums, and there were even many photos.But just like what Shizuka Hiratsuka said, it only said that Hojo Kyosuke was studying in Tojo, not Tojo Middle School.

Sure enough, how could someone as reliable as Kyosuke-kun be just a junior high school student.When the two get along, if you don't look at his face, Miki Okudera will even feel that he is talking to a senior, that kind of reassuring reliability.

(End of this chapter)