Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Picking up the wet towel on the side for wiping his hands, Hojo Kyousuke started drawing seriously on the table.

At first, Kasumigaoka Shiyu didn't know what the other party was doing, but when the second curve appeared, even though it was upside down, her little face seemed to turn red for a moment.

The straight insteps, the calves that are in a state of exertion but without any muscle mass, the lines are so graceful that they look like precisely calculated curves, the slender but round thighs, and even the part of the hip curve that extends from them...

Well, in fact, someone calculated it through calculation, and the corresponding data was kept in his head, and the scanning eye was not fake.

I definitely didn’t include my butt in the photo!

There was no need to compare photos. Looking at the beautiful legs that could bring endless reverie to people with just two curves, the girl immediately confirmed that those were hers.

"As expected of Mr. EGOIST, who ordered the best comic of the year right after his debut. His memory and drawing skills are really amazing."

The girl with black hair and red eyes clapped her hands gently, her face was covered with a red glow that had not faded away for a long time. Just as she had imagined, she would refuse to meet a super beautiful girl like herself. In Hojo-kun's eyes, the beauty that he has always been proud of may not be worth mentioning. It's good to be able to leave an impression on the other person's mind because of these legs.

"It's really rude that I haven't introduced myself. My name is Kasumigaoka Shiu."

The girl who took off her scarf after sitting down straightened her snow-white neck and said the words she had repeated countless times in her dream. Her sparkling wine-red eyes were full of satisfaction.

Finally, we finally met!

"Hello, I am Hojo Kyosuke." Hojo Kyosuke also said with a smile.

"Haha, I've known this for a long time, Hojo-san, EGOIST, the author of "One Punch Man"."

Listening to the serious self-introduction, Kasumigaoka Shiyu was slightly startled, then smiled and said.

"But this is when you and I officially met, Miss Kasumigaoka."

Hojo Kyosuke said seriously that compared to Neon people who like to be polite in some inexplicable places, he pays more attention to these details.

This subtle sense of ritual instantly made the girl feel inexplicably moved. She placed her right hand on the table to support her chin, and a thin layer of water mist appeared in her wine-red eyes. Her already delicate and pretty face More charming.

"What's wrong? Does it feel weird?" Hojo Kyosuke asked.

"Yeah~" Kasumigaoka Shiyu shook her head gently.

strangeness? Absolutely not.

The girl who had always seemed to be talking to herself felt respect in those words.

Just like when he refused to meet him in the first place, Hojo-kun doesn't have the slightest contempt for this poor and beautiful girl who was able to regain her self-esteem because of him. It’s not that he felt like gravel on the roadside, but he even sent his close subordinates from Tokyo to Wako City even after rejecting the apology.

If it is all a girl's fantasy, then this sentence is the best confirmation. The imaginations of countless days and months were all realized at this moment.

Powerful, humble, handsome...all beautiful words seem to be applied to him.

"I just feel that you, Hojo-san, are exactly the same as I imagined." The usually cold voice now seems to be so gentle that it makes the air ambiguous, and it is light and airy, as if whispering in the ear.

"But Kasumi Shiko-sensei is completely different from what I imagined." Admiring the girl's beautiful posture, Hojo Kyosuke unconsciously lowered his voice.

ah!

Hearing this, Kasumigaoka Shiyu straightened up as if she was drunk, and the red glow on her face instantly turned into a burning cloud.

"Bei, Hojo-san, how could you still know!"

The panicked girl immediately reminded Hojo Kyousuke of another passerby heroine, but Eiriri often added a massage-like attack when she said such words.

"If you don't mind, please just call me Kyousuke. After all, in a sense, Kasumi Shiko-sensei and I have known each other for a long time." Someone used a tried and tested method.

We have known each other for a long time! ?

Sure enough, Hojo-kun has always remembered me. Did he know that "Naoto" was him from the beginning? That's why he was so serious about communicating with himself late at night about writing skills and the content of the novel. So the reason why you are willing to share your daily life with yourself is because Hojo-kun knows your identity?

"Don't get me wrong, I just associate it with your name, Miss Kasumigaoka, because I have a friend who also chose a pen name like this."

Seeing that the girl opposite him didn't speak for a long time, and her expression kept changing, Hojo Kyousuke knew in an instant that the other girl was starting to think crazy. In order not to cause further misunderstandings, he explained quickly. But he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, the face of the girl opposite him instantly darkened.

friend? pen name?

Cypress, wood, English, reason! ! !

The beautiful girl with high IQ who has always been ranked number one in her grade immediately thought of that blond elementary school student. Are you still so haunted?

"So that's it." The girl who was so beautiful that she could be the king of liars quickly adjusted her expression and said with a smile. Putting both hands on the table, he subconsciously held the cup and rubbed it gently.

Cup, cup…

"By the way, sorry, I have to leave first."

Speaking of this, Hojo Kyousuke suddenly seemed to think of something. After the other party nodded, he walked out of the cafe with his mobile phone.

What is Hojo-kun going to do? No, you can call me Kyosuke now!

The girl who was still doubtful immediately gave up her doubts after thinking about this matter. Yin's red lips kept moving, like a child, constantly changing her tone of voice as she said "Kyosuke" and "Kyosuke"...

jingle

The bell on the coffee shop door rang with a crisp sound, and the girl who was immersed in her own world didn't care until a book was handed to her.

"Please sign your name for me, Teacher Kasumi Shiko."

"Ah?" As soon as his eyes focused on the book, Kasumigaoka Shiyu, who didn't know what happened, raised his head blankly.

"I'm sorry that I refused to meet Teacher Kasumi Shiko before, but I actually like the novel "Metronome of Love" very much."

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay. I can understand how you feel, Kyousuke. I'd like to thank you for your help." Kasumigaoka Shiyu hurriedly waved her hands.

Um? my mood? How did you know that I wanted to throw Onizuka into Tokyo Bay? Hojo Kyosuke was stunned.

"It's good that I didn't cause you any trouble."

"How could it be! If it weren't for Kyousuke's help, Kasumi Shiko would have died long ago!"

The girl put her hands on the table, stood up and said excitedly. The fullness in front of her was so amazing that Hojo Kyousuke couldn't help but retreat, because he always felt that the softness was about to squeeze into his face.

"Calm down, Miss Kasumigaoka." He leaned back and raised his hands in a comforting gesture.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu turned her head and glanced around at the clerk and a few customers who were watching them. Seeing those burgundy eyes that instantly turned emotionless, the clerk quickly lowered her head and started wiping the table, and the customer immediately stood up to pay.

At the same time, Hojo Kyosuke, who was sitting opposite, discovered something interesting. Although she behaves like a shy little girl in front of herself, whether she was on the sidewalk outside the bookstore just now or in the coffee shop now, this teacher Kasumi Shiko does not care about the feelings of others, that is, the neon person. The eyes don't know how to read the air.

Just like now, if it were Glass that was watched by so many people, she would definitely cover her face in shyness immediately; if it was Sakura, she might turn her head and show a big smile to those who were looking at her, which made her Others turned around in embarrassment.

But Kasumigaoka Shiu's choice is very interesting. Hojo Kyosuke doesn't know how the other party developed that momentum. Judging from the changes in her pupils, although she was scanning the people around her, Hojo Kyousuke knew that she was not focusing on anyone at all. In other words, those people who were horrified by her gaze were like gravel and did not deserve to be in her eyes at all.

It's really interesting. This is the first time among the girls that Hojo Kyousuke knows that there is such a strong person.

"Okay, no one will disturb Kyousuke and me now."

She smoothed the pleated skirt along her hips with both hands and sat down. A smile broke out on the girl's face again. If the editor, Ms. Machida, heard this sweet voice, she might start crying again. Her little poems never Never said that to her.

"Yes." Hojo Kyousuke also had a smile on his face, and was not surprised by the other person's change of face. He knew from the previous conversation that although the two met for the first time, the girl named Kasumigaoka Shiu seemed to have different feelings for him.

Although she wanted to express all the emotions accumulated in her heart, the girl calmed down looking at Hojo-kun's tender eyes. Not everything needs to be said. The emotions hidden deep in the heart will continue to ferment and become sweet and mellow under the baptism of time.

"This is my first novel. At that time, the publisher had decided to cut it in half after the third volume." Kasumigaoka Shiyu said softly, with a calm tone. When she talked about it again, she only felt a touch of warmth in her heart.

"It's all over. Now you are the best-selling author Kasumi Shiko." Hojo Kyosuke said the classic line.

"Yeah, it's all over." Because of your help.

The girl straightened her arms and supported her face as she looked at the boy opposite. Even if she told him about the difficult situation at that time, he had no intention of taking any credit.

"Then, Mr. Kasumi Shiko, please sign your name for me." Hojo Kyosuke took out the signature pen he asked for from the store clerk.

"Well, even if I need an autograph, it should be Kyosuke who signs it for me. Also, don't call me teacher, just call me by my name." The girl made a coquettish voice.

"Then I would be rude, Kasumigaoka-senpai."

Senior sister? The girl's burgundy eyes were filled with waves, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"When I meet the author of a work I like, of course I want to sign it. I beg you, Kasumigaoka-senpai." Hojo Kyosuke said again.

"Like, like the author?" Kyosuke likes me! ?

Repeating in a low voice, the girl's fair and pretty face instantly became more delicate than the rose petals in the cup.

Quickly reaching out to pick up the pen, he opened the cover of the book and looked at his pen name. Kasumigaoka Shiyu began to think about what to write.

Looking at the signature pen in her hand, her fingers kept stroking the smooth body of the pen, and a thought kept echoing in the girl's mind:

Hojo-kun actually asked me to give him an autograph!

Even in those countless fantasies, Kasumigaoka Shiyu never thought of such a scene. One sentence can make his book that is about to be cut in half become a hit. Hojo-kun, who has released 4 single volumes and has sold more than 2 million copies of his works, actually asked me to sign "Love Metronome" for him.

By the way, Hojo-kun even said "please"!

The girl's self-esteem was unprecedentedly satisfied, and her delicate face flushed. Unfortunately, she lowered her head, and even Hojo Kyousuke opposite could not see this wonderful scenery.

The tip of the pen came into contact with the white page, and the girl started writing before the ink smeared.

"Is this okay?" Kasumigaoka Shiyu turned the book over and showed it to the boy opposite.

"To my favorite reader Hojo Kyosuke

——Kasumigaoka Shiyu"

Hojo Kyosuke took over the novel. The girl's handwriting perfectly matched her appearance, concise and graceful.

"Is it okay to write like this?"

What Hojo Kyosuke asked was not the words "favorite", but the girl opposite directly wrote her real name. As far as he knew, there seemed to be no photos of Kasumi Shiko on the Internet, and the other party did not use their own advantages to promote it like he did.

"It doesn't matter, I never wanted to hide this." Kasumigaoka Shiyu sat on the back of the chair leisurely. The surprise that flashed across Hojo-kun's face just now did not escape her eyes. The other party acquiesced that he was The fact that she was her favorite person made her even happier.

"Thank you very much, senior sister."

After the signing was over, the two fell into a brief silence.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu took a sip of rose tea, her red lips shining slightly because of the moisture:

"Kyosuke, what do you think of the second part of "Metronome of Love"? Whether it's from the author's perspective or the reader's perspective, I'd like to hear it."

The sequel that she wrote with all her strength was originally used by the girl to express her feelings. Naturally, she had long been eager to get the other party's evaluation. However, during the several conversations on the Internet this semester, the other party seemed to be busy and could not have a good chat.

"view?"

Hojo Kyosuke was stunned. He must have known that he would read the letters sent to the magazine by One Punch Man fans as a story club. There were also some discussions about the subsequent plot, which made him, who had read the original work, find it very interesting and wanted to copy it. However, he was very self-aware as a copywriter and decided to draw exactly according to the original work.

"Yes, the opinions you told me about the first part on the Internet have been of great help to me." After saying that, Kasumigaoka Shiyu looked at the person opposite expectantly. So this time, can he see that I transformed the male protagonist according to him?

"If I remember correctly, I only discussed Kasumigaoka-senpai's writing skills on the Internet before, right?" At this moment, Hojo Kyosuke sincerely thanked the miko, because he was reading this novel. I was moved to tears.

"That's right." It's precisely because of this that Kyousuke can see through the novels about himself hidden behind the novels, right?

The girl recalled what Kyousuke, who was named Sayuka at that time, said about the heroine in his novel:

"Sayuga is a character written by the author based on himself, but he has used many writing techniques to modify and cover it up."

However, Kyousuke, who saw through this, spoke extremely highly of himself.

"What I would say now is the same as it was then. Senior sister, your writing talent is bottomless and has been perfectly developed. I have no opinions to offer on the matter of writing. Speaking of which, I When I read your novels, senior, I read them with a learning attitude." Hojo Kyosuke said sincerely.

"Kyosuke, your biggest shortcoming may be that you are too modest." She held her face with her green hands and looked at the serious man opposite her, making Kasumigaoka Shiyu's heart grow sweeter.

Suddenly, in my mind, I thought of that shameless online blogger named OP who wanted to call me and give me a bunch of opinions. In addition to being disgusted, the girl's eyes towards the boy opposite became more and more gentle, and her eyes were like a thousand waves. Bird's Deep is rippling like spring water.

"In fact, in my opinion, there is a two-way choice between the author and the reader. Writing is a very personal matter, based on her personal interests. While taking moral responsibility for her own story, every author is Free." Hojo Kyosuke expressed his true opinion.

From the moment she heard the first sentence, Kasumigaoka Shiu straightened her slender waist, as if she was listening to a lecture by a Nobel Prize winner in literature. Every time the boy opposite said something, the girl's burgundy eyes would sparkle. By the end, the enthusiasm and admiration in those eyes were almost overflowing.

bang bang bang

The girl clapped softly. If she hadn't taken into account that the boy opposite was a person who paid attention to etiquette, her applause would have been much more enthusiastic.

“Moving speech.”

"Haha, senior, you are too exaggerated."

"No, no, not at all. Can you ask Teacher EGOIST to write this paragraph here?" The girl opened her handbag and took out a comic that she could tell she had read countless times.

Of course, the girl thought of many possibilities for the encounter between the two, so she brought the first volume of "One Punch Man" with her.

"This..." Hojo Kyousuke didn't expect that the other party would actually carry her works with her, and looking at the traces of browsing, what she said before was not polite at all, the other party was really her fan.

Tsk tsk, this is really, as exciting as kicking over a nine-story poker tower.

Seeing the admiration in the eyes of the incomparably beautiful girl, Hojo Kyosuke's man's vanity was instantly satisfied.

Stretching out his hand to take the comic, he decided to write his best-looking font!

"If you can, please write to my favorite Shiyu Kasumigaoka." The girl said softly, holding her fair and delicate face with her hands on her chin.

Just as he was about to start writing, Hojo Kyousuke was startled. He raised his head and saw the girl's flower-like face full of expectation, and her burgundy eyes as beautiful as a star.

"No problem." At this moment, you are my favorite reader.

He wrote down what he just said word for word, and after writing what Kasumigaoka Shiyu requested, he also wrote a blessing, "I wish your sequel a great success."

"Thanks."

Gently drying the ink on the book and looking at the printed handwriting, the girl was filled with excitement. She was both excited about receiving Hojo-kun's blessing and also excited about her crimson fantasy.

Isn't it like exchanging marriage certificates when the two works are exchanged and signed on the desk?

They are all works that have put countless efforts into each other. They write the most sincere wishes and write down one stroke at a time that each other is the favorite person of the other.

After we get married, Kyousuke and I can live together. Under his pressure, I will definitely be able to write a masterpiece that will be handed down from generation to generation. When the time comes, he will turn it into a cartoon, and we will become the most envied couple in society.

Kyousuke, who won the prize for daring to fight among thirty people in the Kendo competition, is also so strong. As long as the two of them are united, they will definitely give birth to a child with perfect IQ and physical talent. No, not even one is enough. In such a society with a low birthrate, outstanding people like Kyosuke and himself must shoulder their social responsibilities.

When the time comes, the child can be taken care of by a nanny or the elders of both parties. I and Kyousuke worked hard...

Imagining Kyosuke's perfect masculine muscles in the videos she had watched, the girl's cheeks were like white porcelain stained with crimson, and she couldn't help but close her legs. The body leaned forward slightly, as if wanting to get closer to his other half, and the fullness in front of him was squeezed by his arms to make it more prominent. Her thighs clamped her buttocks tightly due to the force, and her black pleated skirt sank deeply into her buttocks cleft.

"Kasumigaoka-senpai?"

Although the girl in front of him had a peach-like face and a stunningly beautiful appearance, Hojo Kyousuke still couldn't hold back and shouted. Calm down, this is a cafe, senior! Even if you don't know why the other person suddenly became stunned, looking at that pretty face that looks like it could squeeze out water with just a touch, you know it must be a sweet dream.

"Well, what's the matter, Kyosuke?"

"No, just to remind you that the tea is getting cold."

"Yeah~ It's just right." The girl shook her head, picked up the lukewarm rose tea, looked at the boy opposite her without blinking, and drank it little by little, sip by sip.

Hojo Kyosuke's eyes fell uncontrollably on the girl's white and straight neck, and he swallowed as the other person swallowed the tea.

"What plans does Kyosuke have for the future?" Kasumigaoka Shiu asked. Getting married immediately is definitely unrealistic, but if he can spend a wonderful campus life with Kyosuke in his last year of high school, then his high school will definitely Become perfect.

"Then do you want to go to the private Fengzhiqi Academy in Toshima District together?"

Mentioning this school is not a girl's whim. As an emerging private college established less than ten years ago, the average deviation value is 69. Even in Tokyo, which is full of prestigious schools, it is among the top batch. Of course, this is not the main reason why the girl chose this school.

As a private school for higher education, Fengzhiqi Academy is famous for its free and bold school spirit. There is no prohibition on falling in love in the school, and the green campus is also very suitable for falling in love.

"Toshima Ward?" Isn't that right next door to Eiri's house?

"It doesn't matter to me, but I still need to ask my friends. We made an appointment before." Well, there are many friends, so many that we need to send out a questionnaire. But the most important thing is Yingli, who entered school a year earlier than him.

"Is that so?" Kasumigaoka Shiyu pondered slightly, without asking which friend it was.

"Then I will choose this school, and I look forward to becoming an alumnus with you, Kyosuke."

"Well, I will reply to you as soon as possible after I consult my friends for their opinions."

Neon's entrance exam is usually held in February, so it's already late. The entrance exam here is not the Tokyo Metropolitan Examination, but an individual exam for private schools.

In their words, neither of them took it seriously at all, a prestigious private school that would make ordinary students cry with excitement if they got into it. Hojo Kyousuke could recommend admission based on his kendo scores even if he didn't take the exam. Even though Kasumigaoka Shiu stays up late reading novels and writing, she still ranks first in age.

After the topic ended, the two began to chat about interesting things in life. For example, I don’t know the so-called shameless Internet bloggers.

"Really or not, there are still people like this!" Hojo Kyosuke exclaimed.

"Yes, it seems to be called Kinp-kun or something. Just thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable." The girl with her arms folded in front of her said coldly.

"I'm okay. Even if I meet ardent fans, they only ask me to sign my clothes."

"Is it a girl!?"

"Uh...boy."

"Haha, he must be a loyal fan."

…

At the end of the conversation, Hojo Kyousuke noticed that the voice of the girl opposite him was getting lower and lower, and her little head was still shaking, as if she would fall asleep at any moment.

Lowering his head and looking at the small amount of rose tea left, and then at the sleepy girl, Hojo Kyosuke suddenly turned his head to look at the clerk in the cafe.

Is this a black shop? How do they know I didn't go out with a bamboo knife today? A certain safety supremacist reached out and grasped the legs of the cylindrical table.

Boom!

Someone who was so startled that he almost broke the legs of the table realized that the source of the sound was the girl opposite.

"It hurts~~"

The smooth, white and plump forehead was now red, and when the small mouth let out a cry of pain, the big wine-red eyes were also filled with thick mist.

The senior sister in black stockings who was stunningly beautiful just now suddenly turned into a pitiful little kitten.

The girl raised her hand, and her slender fingers just touched her forehead lightly before she couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"Kasumigaoka-senpai, are you okay?" Hojo Kyosuke folded the wet towel on the table and handed it over with the clean side facing out. In fact, if possible, he would like to give the other person a blow. After all, wouldn't blowing at this time immediately make it less painful?

"Sorry, Kyousuke. I didn't sleep well last night. I was too sleepy."

Raising her head, the girl's originally cold voice sounded like she was about to cry. After hearing this, Hojo Kyousuke couldn't help but want to hold her in his arms and comfort her.

Taking the towel, the originally warm towel was now cold, perfect for ice compresses.

"If you're so sleepy, go home and rest early." Hojo Kyosuke said.

"But..." How could this rare date end like this? The girl wanted to say something unwillingly, but she couldn't help but yawned when she dared to speak.

"Haha, let's go, I will be responsible for sending the senior sister home." Looking at the girl's innocent and cute appearance, Hojo Kyosuke smiled slightly, grabbed his windbreaker and stood up.

"Um!"

As expected of the person I like, the girl's heart jumped with joy after hearing those thoughtful words.

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