Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"So, is it the fate of a girl like me to be drained of its use value and then thrown away at will?"

A resentful female voice came from the other side of the phone, with a melodious and sad tone. The sorrow contained in it made Hojo Kyosuke instantly think of "deserted and desolate, miserable and miserable". The back of a purdah woman holding a pair of scissors appeared in his mind, and he, who was comfortably basking in the warm sun and planning to take a nap, immediately woke up.

"I'll pick you up at my senior's house right away!"

"I am now at the door of the single apartment 701 in Sendaki 49th." The voice on the phone returned to its usual cold tone, but Hojo Kyosuke was immediately frightened into a cold sweat.

Senior! My good senior sister, just say my home, please don’t give me the house number!

He quickly got up and opened the door, and sure enough, Kasumigaoka Shiyu's slim figure came into view.

"Hojo くん, long-lasting greetings, Gui'an."

The girl had an impeccable smile on her face that was as smooth and delicate as the finest jade. While bending down, she uttered greetings that could only be used between Chinese women in anime or the neon Taisho period.

"Forgive me, senior. I will ask you for writing advice every week from now on." Hojo Kyousuke didn't even bother to enjoy his favorite welfare broadcast in the past, and immediately clasped his hands and apologized.

If it were Glass who said this, his gentle voice might make him think that he had become the master of the harem in ancient times. But now, even on Sunday, Senior Shiyu, who was still wearing a JK suit and black silk leather shoes, said this, making him wonder if there was some kind of sharp weapon hidden in the brown schoolbag in the other person's hand.

"At least five days!"

Seeing Hojo Kyousuke's appearance, the girl's smiling but alienating face suddenly melted like ice and snow, revealing a charming smile. She wouldn't say things like "I didn't mean that" or "Will it delay your other things?" At this time, the right way is to take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

Five days? Eiriri will need at least two days, and she will definitely have to tutor Sakura to study on the weekends, so that's four days. Then for Miki, you can finish your meal at Miki's shop and then go home to eat with Shiyu-senpai. Eating two meals is not a problem for me at all. As long as you exercise more, you can easily consume it.

Then it’s three days. No, how can you hang out with girls every day? Men should have their own time.

"Two days!" Hojo Kyosuke gave his answer.

hateful!

Said fiercely in her heart, Kasumigaoka Shiyu knew that the five days she disappeared were spent with other girls. But he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he agreed in a brisk voice with a satisfied look on his face.

"Kyosuke, please come and help me see if there is any room for improvement in the third part of "Love Metronome"."

After taking off her shoes, the girl skillfully took Hojo Kyousuke's hand to the living room, sat down against the back of the sofa, and then took out the manuscript from her schoolbag.

"But..." Hojo Kyousuke subconsciously wanted to refuse. Although his literary literacy was now much higher, he still had no intention of interfering in other people's works.

"So, a woman who has lost her use value ends up..."

"I know, I know!"

Because she was wearing a skirt, when Kasumigaoka Shiu went home, Hojo Kyosuke took the subway back with her.

After returning home, he was about to take a shower when he opened the bathroom glass door and found a pair of black stockings hanging there.

"Senior Shiyu, you forgot your stockings at my house."

When the two of them were discussing before, tea was poured on her legs due to a very coincidental move. Hojo Kyosuke originally thought that the other party would take the stockings away after cleaning up, but unexpectedly he left them at his home.

"But it's already wet. I can't put it in my bag and take it away with the manuscript." The girl's voice on the other end of the phone was somewhat distorted and hollow, and it sounded like she was playing outside.

"Then I'll keep it and return it to you next time?"

"No, I'll give it to you Kyosuke."

"Ah I……"

Before Hojo Kyousuke could say anything, the call over there was hung up.

Why do I need stockings? It’s not like cotton pantyhose can keep out the cold.

Hojo Kyousuke frowned as he held up the black stockings that were still damp and smelled faintly of roses. After hesitating for two seconds, he still threw it into the trash can. He was not a pervert. If something like black stockings were not worn on his legs, it would be meaningless!

Also in distress is another girl, Sawamura Spencer Eiri, another of the two beautiful girls at the private Toyoshiki Academy.

After school every day, well, the time she spent drawing with Kyousuke every week was when she was happiest. Do what you like freely, and you can see the person you like just by turning your head. When you don't know how to write, let him stand up and act as a model.

Drawing the original painting of "One Punch Man", the girl will occasionally draw the book that needs to be displayed at the next comic exhibition. Of course, she will still have the exclusive model appear, but this time she will also go up and do some actions to coordinate with it. refer to.

But should I say that she is worthy of being a chosen book artist? She has gained a certain reputation in the circle of professional artists because Hojo Kyousuke added her name to the beginning of the animation, but she is still passionate about it.

In fact, Yinglili still has a small wish in her heart.

About the first encounter between the two. She first drew doujinshi, and then wanted to make it into a game. Now she is involved in animation production, and has watched the characters she wrote truly come to life on the screen. The girl's heart was filled with an inexplicable emotion for a moment, and an idea came to her mind.

"Let's make an animation that belongs to Kyosuke and me!"

Just make the encounter, acquaintance, and love between the two people into an animation. Such a dreamlike plot will definitely make girls all over the world envy you!

After completing several doujinshis, the girl completely gave up on writing her own script. I tried countless times, but I still couldn't express the dreamy scene in my heart. Obviously the whole story is in my heart, but when I write it down, it's not even one percent as beautiful as I imagined.

"The most important thing for people is not to embarrass themselves."

Isn’t that what Kyousuke said? Moreover, just like now, wouldn't it be more in line with the requirements of the animation in my mind to let Kyousuke be responsible for the script and himself be responsible for the original animation?

Thinking of this, the girl turned her head and looked at Hojo Kyosuke who was concentrating on typing on his notebook.

Ah, but it doesn't seem right to disturb him at this time. He seems to be very busy every day. Even writing novels can only be done when he is with me. It will be even harder for him to ask him to write scripts.

Tangled, distressed...

The arrogant girl gently shook her pen and stared at the manuscript paper. The character on it was not any character in "One Punch Man" at all, but a sketch of Hojo Kyosuke who was concentrating on writing.

"What's wrong Eiriri? Do you need a model demonstration?" After noticing the girl's gaze, Hojo Kyosuke stopped and asked.

"Ah? No, no." Yinglili hurriedly pulled out a blank drawing paper and covered it with the sketch to hide her tampering.

"Are you too tired? Do you want to take a walk in the courtyard together?" Hojo Kyousuke stretched his neck. He was still writing "Sword Art Online".

"Yeah~" Eiri shook her head, put down her pen, turned around and looked at Hojo Kyosuke.

As the time entered May, the temperature was getting higher and higher. Now she was only wearing a T-shirt with Saitama printed on her upper body, and a pair of gray sweatpants on her lower body, with her white feet bare. Hojo Kyousuke also has several boxes of these peripherals, which were given by manufacturers that deal in peripherals. He couldn't fit them in his small apartment, so they were temporarily placed at Eri's house.

Although she feels confident in being favored, Eiri always dresses up a little before Hojo Kyousuke comes. At least she seldom wears the green sportswear that looks like a caterpillar. The current sports pants are also more slim-fitting. It fully demonstrated the perfectly proportioned long legs of the 1.6 meter girl.

"I'm thinking about Kyosuke's novels." She raised her legs, hugged her knees and curled up on the chair, looking at Hojo Kyosuke's notebook.

"My novel? Is it about illustrations?" Of course, the chosen book artist Eri Kashiwagi came to create the illustrations for "Sword Art Online". There is nothing more suitable in the world.

"It's another one." Ying Lili shook her head with her pointed chin resting on her knees.

"That's it." Hojo Kyousuke scratched his head in embarrassment. With Eiri's emotional ability and soft heart, he could watch "Metronome of Love" and couldn't sleep the whole night. He watched "The Devotion of Suspect X" 》After that, he was forced to cry and had to undergo artificial respiration.

"No, Ishigami is so pitiful. Kyousuke, hurry up and change his ending! Let him travel to another world after death!"

It wouldn't be surprising if he hugged his legs and cried out like this. Of course, it was just talk. Just like when she was drawing comics before, although she would give her own suggestions, she would never interfere with her creation.

"That novel is not suitable for you."

"What? It's not a sensual novel, is it?" Ying Lili raised her head and looked like she was looking at a pervert.

Sensory novels generally refer to novels that can bring sensory stimulation to people. It is complicated to say, but it can be simply understood as H novels.

If it were really that kind of novel, I wouldn't worry about you. Looking at Eiriri's appearance, Hojo Kyousuke thought speechlessly.

"It's a mystery novel."

"I want to see!"

"You'll cry."

"How is it possible, I..."

"Woooooooooo~~~~"

"Stone God, Stone God..."

"Kyosuke!" Those pure blue eyes looked at Hojo Kyosuke pitifully as if they were blocked by a rain curtain.

"Really, are you an idiot?" Hojo Kyousuke reluctantly moved over, allowing Eiri to lean against him. This guy just grabbed his hand tightly when he saw it coming to the end, and even though he was rough-skinned and fleshy, he still felt a little pain.

Every tear shed by a reader is an affirmation of the author - Hojo Kyosuke

Judging from this standard, it is rare for the arrogant Yinglili to express her love so frankly.

"Woooooooo~~" Yinglili was still crying and unable to finish her sentence.

Finally, until it was almost dark, Hojo Kyousuke coaxed Eri-ri, who was crying so hard that her eyes were swollen, with the promise that he would write a book full of happy love.

"Lily, what's wrong with you?"

At the dinner table, Mrs. Sayuri asked in surprise. This child usually stays happy for at least a week as long as he paints with Hojo-kun for one night, but why did he start crying today?

Mr. Spencer next to him also had a concerned look on his face. If the family hadn't already been familiar with Hojo Kyosuke, knowing that he would never let his daughter get hurt, the father of his daughter's slave would have raised his chair and rushed over desperately. .

"this……"

If Hojo Kyosuke hadn't been present, Eiriri would have immediately loudly praised his mother for how beautiful and touching the novel he wrote was, but now.

The girl looked left and right with her little head, holding a knife and fork in her hand and cutting on the empty plate. She didn't stop her silly actions until a harsh sound came out.

"I read Kyousuke's novel..." a small voice said.

Let's talk to my mother tonight. I've been crying all day, and I can't let that idiot continue to be proud!

Mrs. Sayuri and her husband looked at each other and showed their original smiles. Knowing that Hojo Kyosuke was writing novels, how could the Spencers, who were already like a family, not care. So the two of them had read "The Devotion of Suspect X" early on, and Mr. Spencer also asked if he needed to introduce the publisher.

Looking at the expressions on her parents' faces, the girl, who was not an idiot, immediately knew that they had read the novel. She blushed, picked up a piece of steak from the big plate and started eating.

At night, Yinglili's room

After gaining artistic talent, Hojo Kyosuke's memory of "One Punch Man" was revived, which means that the series can be restarted again. Well, it will be serialized until the content he saw in his previous life, and then discontinued again.

The cooperation model is the same as usual, Hojo Kyosuke draws the same storyboards as the draft, and Eiri performs secondary processing. But after seeing the first page of drawings, the girl remained silent for a long time.

"Kyosuke, do you no longer need me?"

With a low tone, looking from Hojo Kyosuke's perspective, the girl's eyelashes trembled slightly. Inexplicably, he thought of the kitten in the flower bed that had just eaten cat food from a kind person and stuck its head out. He thought he had found support, but he seemed to be losing hope again.

"Ah? What are you talking about, Yinglili?"

Eiri, who is so frank and lovely, definitely means what she says sincerely, rather than the coquettish way of expressing resentment like that of Shiyu-senpai. But, did she discover something?

"Because, with your current painting skills, Kyosuke, you don't need me at all!"

Eiriri raised her little face, held up the drawing that Hojo Kyosuke had just given her, and whispered, her voice full of frustration. The small voice was a sign that the girl was extremely depressed, otherwise she would have screamed with all her teeth and claws.

ha?

When Hojo Kyosuke saw it, he suddenly felt distressed. After gaining artistic talent, his drawing skills officially turned into painting, which was no longer the same model as the human model in the biology textbook. He had always consciously controlled this before, so that Yinglili wouldn't notice it. Today, he didn't know if it was because Yinglili cried that made him dizzy, so he accidentally revealed part of it.

Although it's only a part, with Ying Lili's level, his true level can definitely be seen at a glance. It's not as good as Eiri's drawing skills, but it's enough as a cartoonist.

"How come, you are my manga assistant." Hojo Kyosuke said.

"We all know that with Kyousuke's speed at drawing storyboards without thinking at all, and your hands as stable as a printing press, as long as your drawing skills improve, you will be able to draw comics more efficiently than you are now. I don’t know how much.”

Ying Lili held the drawing paper tightly, her heart full of struggle. But after seeing that Kyousuke's painting was a little wrinkled, she immediately put it on the table with heartache.

"no……"

"If I become a burden to you, then I..."

Eiri interrupted Hojo Kyousuke's words, her slender eyebrows were raised, and her little face was full of sadness. Although the time the two of them created together was so happy, if he could go faster without me, then...

"Are you stupid!"

Hojo Kyosuke interrupted Eiri and hugged Eri, who was as pitiful as a little black cat soaked in the rain. You are a proud blonde princess, how can you make such an expression!

He stroked Yinglili's smooth blond hair and felt dumbfounded. It was because of this that he kept trying to hide the improvement of his painting skills. Is it a burden for him to sit and watch Yingli draw every day?

When he was typing on the keyboard until his neck became stiff, he turned his head and looked at the blond girl who was frowning and struggling with the drawing. That naive look immediately made his fatigue disappear, and inspiration in his head would continue to flow in like a tide. . When the two of them did stretching exercises and moved their eyes together, the girl's beautiful figure was like a panacea for longevity.

After supper in the evening, I strolled in the courtyard under the moonlight, listening to the girl narrating interesting things in school in a crisp voice, and watching her cheerfully picking off green maple leaves and throwing them into the pond to wake up the sleeping koi. The two of them interacted with each other. Stepping on each other's shadow without giving in...

"If a person abandons his important partner, he is abandoning the life he cherishes most." He gently placed his chin on Yinglili's little head, and his tone was as gentle as the moonlight flowing down from the night sky.

"If I don't have the best painter in the world by my side all the time, how can I make progress if I am stupid?"

"..."

The girl in her arms seemed to be asleep. After a long time, she uttered two words, "Idiot!"