Tokyo Girlfriend Guide.

Being stared at by her sister's eyes glowing with purple light, Yukinoshita Yukino's whole body tightened. Since she was a child, she has seen such eyes countless times. After she thinks she has made a strong counterattack against her sister, she will definitely receive an even stronger response from her sister.

But the young girl now is not afraid at all. As I said before, she never hides her shortcomings.

There is no absolute perfection in the world, such things are impossible to exist, and the self who constantly makes up for the shortcomings and evolves in a better direction every day is a perfect beautiful girl!

Atsushi Nakamura wrote in "Shanyue Ji" "I am afraid that I am not a beautiful jade, so I dare not study it hard, but I half believe that I am a beautiful jade, so I refuse to be mediocre and stay with the rubble."

She Yukinoshita Yukino knows that she is not a rotten wood that cannot be carved, and believes that she is perfect, so she has always been stingy and strict with herself, and never minds using loneliness to continuously hone her heart and make her wisdom shine brighter.

"Soga, Yukino has really grown up a lot. When that day comes, I will definitely sit in front of the TV with my mother and watch you~"

Yang Nao looked at Yukinoshita with that disturbing gaze for about half a second, and then said these warm words.

"Oh, that's great, Yukino."

Sakura held his friend's hand and made a happy sound.Mikiko Kitajo, who had been hiding beside her for a long time, also came over.

"Yuki Nao-chan, if your family members want to go, you can tell Kyosuke directly."

"Um... oh, yes, thank you for your kindness."

Yukinoshita turned into a scarecrow again, and responded to the two of them indifferently.Facing her sister, she can still feel competitive, but if the object is changed to her mother...

Hojo Kyosuke looked at Yukinoshita Yukino over there and sighed silently. This little girl still has a long way to go if she wants to defeat her sister.In other words, if she continues to follow the previous track, she will never be able to defeat Yang Nao who has already faced the [society] head-on in this life.

As I said before, Yang Nao seems to be listening to others seriously, but in fact, he may already be thinking about what time to go to bed every night.Unless Yukinoshita can let her see her so-called progress with her own eyes, it will be a waste of words.

"Is this a unique kind of love?" He looked at Yang Nai and asked out loud.

The girl with short hair raised her eyebrows and glanced at the boy opposite, then she lowered her head and straightened the thick skirt. She raised her head only after she was sure that her posture was still perfect:

"Hey, Kyousuke, do you know what kind of things can leave a deep imprint on people's memories?"

She picked up a bottle of sake with "Kamogawa" written on it and put it on the table, and pouted at Hojo Kyosuke, who shrugged and picked up a bottle that was indeed too big for a girl to help her fill up the wine plate.

There was a small jug of sake next to it, but both of them ignored it.After Hojo Kyosuke poured the wine, Yang Nao put the huge wine bottle close to his body on the tatami mat, as if saying that she contracted the bottle of wine.

"It's something that can leave a deep imprint on people's hearts." Hojo Kyosuke said casually, then picked up the small wine pot on the table and poured a glass for Yukino and Miki who were quietly listening to him and Yango talking.

I am ashamed to say that the older women around me are basically able to drink, but he is the only one who still abides by the principle.

Hearing this, Yang Nai was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Full marks! He is indeed the man my mother likes. With such nonsense skills, I can already serve as my father's secretary."

"Concession, concession." Hojo Kyosuke took a sip of the peach soda that Eirari stuffed in front of him, and if he picked up Shiwa-senpai's cup again, Eiriri might throw the table up.

The answer that Yang Nai wants is probably clear to everyone present, but no one likes it and no one agrees with that answer.

"As a writer, you should of course know that tragedy can convey far more emotions than comedy. In terms of workload, destroying a beautiful thing is far easier than creating a beautiful thing, but the effect achieved is far superior to the latter, which is why romance novels and movies are always expressed in the form of tragedy."

Yang Nai gently sipped the transparent liquid in the cobalt blue wine dish, although she was talking about herself and her younger sister inside and out, but she didn't look over there, she just looked at Hojo Kyosuke on the opposite side:
"And all art comes from life. Maybe Xiaoxue Nai's lonely appearance makes you feel uncomfortable, so you want to help her out of that predicament. But what you don't know is that only by curling up in a dark corner, looking at me under the spotlight, and making Xiaoxue Nai feel the pain of being abandoned by the whole world, can she grow up quickly."

Yang Nai drank the crystal clear wine in one gulp, let out a cheerful "ha~" from his throat, and ended with a sentence:

"I will bring painful memories afterwards, constantly recalling my mistakes, constantly comparing my performance with mine, and telling myself angrily not to be like the last time. This kind of experience will leave a deep imprint on her heart far more than you telling her how to do it directly."

"..."

Hojo Kyosuke drank the water silently, and had a full understanding of why Yukinoshita formed his current personality.

What kind of Shura-like education method is this.

He didn't think that Yang Nai was deliberately targeting Yukinoshita, because from Yang Nao's description of his childhood, he knew that the other party's memories were far more painful than Yukinoshita's.And her excellent performance now is the most favorable proof of her theory.

Yukinoshita often uses [rules of experience] when debating, and often ends with "this is an inference based on my own experience", which may also be learned from Yango.

Hojo Kyosuke is really curious now, what kind of mother would cultivate such sisters.

His arm was grabbed, he turned his head, and what he saw was Ying Lili with teary eyes.

It's over, can this guy stop being so easy to fool, and believe what others say.

Needless to say, he also knew that Ying Lili had thought of her experience of being bullied.Yukinoshita Yono's words fit 100% on her.

Hojo Kyosuke stretched out his hand to hold Eirari's icy little hand, and at the same time greeted the waiter, asking him to bring over a glass of Coke filled with ice cubes as quickly as possible.

If he hadn't met himself, he believed that Yang Nai's words were enough to make Ying Lili hide in bed and cry all day.But now...

"If the destruction is purely for the sake of destruction, it will be meaningless. The reason why tragedy can touch people's hearts is the inevitable rebirth after destruction."

Hmm, well said, that's what I was about to say, it is indeed my nitrate!

Hojo Kyosuke nodded repeatedly, and he felt that something was missing. It turned out that Nishinomiya Glass, who had also experienced Shura-style education, was missing.

Coming from behind him was Nitzi's soft, cloud-like voice, with a unique sense of transparency.However, the firm will in these words made Yukinoshita Yoshino couldn't help but look up at the speaker.

"You're back, yes, yes... hiss—"

Hojo Kyosuke also turned his head away, and then restrained his urge to turn his head back immediately with 180 million points of perseverance.

He quickly stood up and smiled all over his face:
"Miyazu-san, Aunt Nishinomiya, welcome."

I thought that I would see Mitsuha and Glass bringing four cute little lolis when I turned around, but I didn't expect that it was Toshiki Miyamizu and Yaeko Nishinomiya who brought their daughter Tangtang.

No way, it's fine if Aunt Nishinomiya is here, what are you doing here, uncle?
This place is full of young people, it is not suitable for you, you will become as lonely as Yukinoshita just now, and no one will talk to you kindly, and no one will pour wine for you, and no one will take the initiative to move the food in front of you... you will starve to death.

Thinking of this, Hojo Kyosuke greeted them with a smile on his face.

Hojo Kyosuke didn't know that he wasn't the only one with numb scalp.

Hojo Ichiro had been drinking happily, and his son's friends in society were all talented people, and each of them spoke better than the other. He was thinking about how to show off his incompetent son with his old friends in Tokyo with restraint and humility, but suddenly saw the arrival of the sisters named Yukinoshita.

Ugh--

The old father groaned in pain, then drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and let out a long mouthful of foul breath through the smell of wine.

Son, son...

He no longer expects to be able to teach his son some principles of life, because the current situation is based on his experience in Tokyo for so many years, and he has never seen it before.Teachers, female college students, restaurant owners... Now even sisters are here.

He only wished his son would tell him that this pair of sisters was the last.

Fortunately, the old father's grief didn't last too long, and the son's energetic friends came over with their wine glasses, and together with them, Hojo Ichiro seemed to have regained his long-lost passion, and even made an appointment with Maki Kyousuke to go racing together, um, four-wheeled.

But the happiness of this old father didn't last too long. After his son stood up, he also stood up numbly, and looked at the strange middle-aged man in a neat suit outside the private room, and Nishinomiya Glass's mother.

I knew, I knew, that day would come.

Looking at his son's sincere smile, he finally found his shadow in his son.

He can still smile so sincerely at a time like this, as expected of my son.

Thinking of this, he worked hard to move his numb heart, pulled his stiff face, and showed a smile exactly like Hojo Kyosuke.

As for Toshiki Miyamizu outside, he knew the identity of Ichiro Hojo from that identical smile without any introduction.After listening to Hojo Kyosuke's introduction, he sneered in his heart, and sure enough, he smiled and exchanged casual greetings with other people, and then sat down beside Hojo Ichiro unceremoniously.

Everyone was used to this kind of situation where people came in the middle of a banquet, so they moved their buttocks neatly and stepped back one by one.

Well, this time I retreated very far.

The two editors who were sitting next to Ichiro Hojo had moved far away this time, and now there were only Hidekichi Onitsuka and Hatagoro Kurikoto who were still fighting over drinks at the table that could seat six people.

Looking at the nose, the nose, and the heart, Ichiro Hojo changed his previous cross-legged posture to sitting upright, his body collapsed and straightened, and he wished he could take out hair oil to make his pompadour hair more shiny, so as to strengthen his confidence.

He didn't use his peripheral vision to peek at the imposing man beside him, because he knew that the man must be staring at him closely.

This silence lasted for maybe 3 minutes, and the vigorous voices of Yotsuba and Yuzuru from some tables on the left, as well as the charming laughter of Mikiko Hojo and Yaeko Nishinomiya.And, the debate between Nishinomiya Glass and Yukinoshita Haruno.

But those voices couldn't be heard clearly, because on the opposite side of the two middle-aged men, Onizuka Hideyoshi and Hatagoro were still yelling loudly, and the weird atmosphere that enveloped the table couldn't affect them at all.

If there was not a sliver of reason left, maybe the two of them would have raised their wine glasses and asked why the uncle on the opposite side didn't drink quickly, because they were afraid that their boss would not be able to pay for the drink?Is it disrespectful?Why do you have to have a gloomy face on such a happy day, be happier.

"It's really hot, the temperature in Tokyo has begun to rise." Hojo Ichiro broke the silence.

"En." Toshiki Miyamizu spat out a word miserly.

Just now I was surrounded by everyone like stars holding the moon and heard all the good things about Ichiro Hojo. His teeth were sore, not to mention the time when he was famous in the legal circle in Tokyo.
But the voice of the unfilial son kept ringing in his ears, thinking of that well-behaved and sensible girl who also happened to be surnamed Gong Shui, he gritted his teeth and opened his mouth again:
"Miyazu-san is on vacation today, it seems that work is going well."

For a man, there is nothing more proud of than having a successful family and a reliable job. It is obviously inappropriate to praise the family, and it will hit the gunpoint if the daughter is well-behaved, so Ichiro Hojo wisely chose work as a breakthrough.

Toshiki Miyamizu’s work was already known to him when Mitsuha Miyamizu visited his home last time. The senior bureaucrat of the Tokyo Metropolitan Fire Department can reach this position at his current age. As long as the family behind him can give enough help, it is not impossible to go further into the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Communications and become the Deputy Minister of General Affairs in the future.

According to his investigation, Toshiki Miyamizu's original family was entrenched in Nara Mizoguchi's family, and there were not many other things, but a lot of land and money.And even if there is no family, if Kyosuke becomes his son-in-law and provides him with enough political donations, it will be enough to support him to go further.

Thinking of this, Hojo Ichiro gradually regained the feeling of planning and planning when he was a lawyer, and his eyes lit up.

"Yeah, on such a day, as the officer, I should take the Shinkansen to inspect hidden disasters in Tokyo. Don't be a salary thief. But I showed up here and drank alcohol at noon."

Miyamizu Toshiki originally had a standard Chinese face, once he became serious, he had an aura of calmness and prestige. Now after hearing Hojo Kyosuke's father's words, he instantly remembered his daughter's reluctance before going out.Suddenly sadness came from it, and anger rose.