Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

When the fried meal was ready, Mrs. Sayuri also hurriedly opened the door.

"What happened, Kyosuke-kun?" She quickly asked Hojo Kyosuke without even putting down her handbag.

"Something happened. I can't go to Toyosaki in high school." Hojo Kyosuke put down the plate and walked out of the kitchen.

"Can't go to Toyosaki? Can I ask the specific reason?" Sayuri Sawamura said in surprise.

"Because I promised others a long time ago that I would attend Sobu High School, but I forgot about it. It was my own mistake."

Although he knew that Eiriri's mother asked this question because she wanted to help him speak to the girl, Hojo Kyosuke still did not explain too much. The way for a man to obtain forgiveness is never to rely on excuses. Although he is not yet able to "never tell people 'because'", he also knows that after making a mistake, he faces it honestly and actively makes amends. That is what a man should do. .

What can be gained by arguing? Relying on the generosity of others to cover up your own mistakes? Hojo Kyosuke has never been that kind of person, just like the misunderstanding between Mitsuha and Okudera Miki caused by Mitsuha using his body a long time ago. He also didn't explain too much, but spoke his mind frankly, relying on Miki's trust in him.

The two give people completely different feelings. The former puts all the reasons in front of the other party and lets the other party choose whether to forgive you. At this time, the other party's irritability will be doubled. They have to face your mistakes and listen to your excuses. It's too indecent to say things like "Why don't you listen to my explanation?" "I won't listen, I won't listen."

The latter took the matter entirely on themselves, and although they would get comments like "You should say something!", they also showed a corresponding frankness. Of course, after gaining understanding, if the other party wants to know the cause and effect, that would be the right time.

This is by no means a strategy, but his creed of Hojo Kyosuke, he...

"If this was just the case, that kid Lily wouldn't be so angry."

Sayuri Sawamura was even more surprised that her daughter would be so angry that she would drive Kyousuke away. It was definitely not caused by such a simple problem.

Hojo Kyosuke swallowed when he heard this. If he had a choice, he hoped that the person standing in front of him was Godzilla who ruled the monster planet, not the gentle Mrs. Sayuri. He who never lies can't help but choose not to tell the truth.

"...Because Eiriri knew how many girls lived in my house." Facing the crying girl's mother, Hojo Kyosuke heroically fulfilled his life creed.

"How many girls live here? Are they your elementary school classmates in Minato City?" Sayuri Sawamura asked, "I see, that's the case. No wonder, the long-worried thing finally broke out."

"Yes."

Someone didn't wonder why Mrs. Sayuri knew about the existence of Sakura and the others. As early as the first day, Eiri revealed that Mr. Spencer had investigated her. It is not surprising that an unknown person suddenly appeared next to the princess and received such treatment.

"So that's it. Just leave Lily to me. I will take good care of her."

Sayuri Sawamura smiled gently, and her good attitude made someone shudder. Could it be that there were ten thousand Order Knights with two-handed swords waiting for her outside the door?

"Sorry, Aunt Sayuri, I will come back tomorrow. There are French fries prepared for Eiri in the kitchen. Please help me give them to her." Hojo Kyosuke bowed gratefully and pointed in the direction of the kitchen.

"Well, I will bring it to Lily. You must apologize properly tomorrow. This little food alone is not enough to calm the beautiful girl's anger."

"I will." He nodded solemnly.

"Maybe dressing up as a woman to apologize is a good choice. After all, don't you see such plots in anime? It's normal for cartoonists to dress up in women's clothing to find inspiration."

No, no, no, forget it. Only Aunt Sayuri, you are a rotten otaku, and Yinglili is a normal otaku. She is passionate about otome games and likes the prince.

"I'll take my leave now."

After walking out of the house and nodding to Mrs. Sayuri who was waving to him inside, Hojo Kyousuke started the motorcycle.

He didn't choose to go to Shiba-senpai's house to apologize, or go home, but returned to Sendagi's bachelor apartment.

The lock on the door has been replaced by a finger vein lock. There is no need to put the key on the door frame. Those close to him have entered the information, including Mitsuha Miyamizu, who will come to this apartment in his free time. Take a look and try to recover more memories.

When he opened the curtains, the midday sun was exceptionally bright, but it couldn't dispel the haze in his heart.

Yinglili was not the only one who was in a bad mood. Although he was the one who caused all this, he was also in pain when he saw the girl like that.

I threw myself hard on the bed, and the delicious fragrance of white plums rushed into my nose. It was the smell of Sanye, and she took a nap here several times.

After lying with his head empty for more than ten minutes, Hojo Kyousuke forced himself to escape from the dark thinking space. Anyone can become discouraged but not him. Now that I have chosen this Shura path, I can only move forward.

Let’s go find Yinglili tomorrow with the healing love novel that we promised!

With this thought in mind, he wandered to the "Black Cat" bookstore hidden in an alley.

The familiar white signboard and cartoon black cat, and the blue outdoor umbrella dutifully cover the white wicker chairs below.

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Opening the door, the bell at the door woke up the shop owner's mother-in-law who seemed to be dozing off. It seems to be called Granny Asami, right? Hojo Kyosuke travels through memories.

"welcome."

The old man was always like this, and he couldn't tell whether he was asleep or awake. The silver-haired Granny Asami raised her head and shouted gently.

"It turns out to be Brother Hojo. I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Because I moved to another place, I can't come here often." Hojo Kyosuke nodded, but he didn't expect that the old woman could still remember his name.

"So that's it, I'm going to start a new life." The old man nodded clearly.

"Haha, you can put it that way." Sometimes it feels particularly comfortable to talk to the elderly, because they have been baptized by the years and can naturally say that the accident makes sense before their slow brains come up with the answer. if.

"Are you free to read a book today? You can eat some cookies I just made." Mother-in-law Asami asked with a smile.

"You should be able to stay a little longer." Faced with the old man's invitation, Hojo Kyousuke did not refuse.

Walk into the store and find the bookshelf with romance novels.

Surprisingly few. Hojo Kyosuke frowned while looking at a few scattered books.

"Aren't you going to read mystery novels this time?" asked Granny Asami, who was coming over and wanted to go to the second floor through the stairs.

"Well, because I want to write a romance novel, I want to learn from other books."

"I see, I'm already looking forward to it. I hope to see Brother Hojo's book among the candidates for next year's bookstore awards." Granny Asami nodded.

"I will try my best." Hojo Kyosuke bowed somewhat unexpectedly. Seeing Asami's mother-in-law's dull reaction, he thought that the other party did not know the identity of his author.

He picked five award-winning books and took them to the counter. Looking at the cardboard used to wrap the book covers beside the counter, he was ready to do it himself, but he still held back.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Mother-in-law Asami walked over carrying a tray, and Hojo Kyousuke quickly reached out to take it. Just like last time, a pot of tea and a plate of biscuits.

"That's not the case." He shook his head.

"Because most of the people who come to my store are regular customers, the books that come in are also based on their needs. But it's strange that not many people like to read romance novels. If Mr. Hojo needs it, I will contact the publisher next time Let’s talk about it.”

Asami's mother-in-law walked into the counter, her voice had the unique slowness of the elderly, neither light nor heavy, and her tone was constant.

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."

Hojo Kyousuke smiled and thanked him. Although he could get all the romance novels by just saying a word to the almighty Kisaki, this was his only pleasure. In such a little-known bookstore, the owner, who had a unique way of getting along with customers, had a wonderful experience that made him feel relaxed.

After paying the bill, the two of them started wrapping up the books together.

"Sure enough, sunny weather like this is perfect for reading."

Under the blue outdoor umbrella, Asami's mother-in-law was holding a cup of tea with chrysanthemums floating in it, squinting at the clear blue sky. But the strange thing is that while saying this, there is no book in front of her.

"Yes." Hojo Kyosuke opened a book called "Summer Surfboard" and read it. There was no noise in the residential area at noon, and the spring breeze passing through the street brought unlimited vitality.

"No matter what you do in such a sunny weather, you'll be happy no matter what you do." A sudden voice interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Haha, that's it. Long time no see, brother Imaizumi." When her words were retorted, Asami's mother-in-law was not displeased at all, but looked at the visitor with a gentle smile.

"Long time no see. I feel relieved to see that mother-in-law Asami is still in good health. And this little brother, how about noon." The visitor sat down without saying anything, and showed his eight teeth to Hojo Kyosuke familiarly. .

Hiss, it’s so dazzling. It was the first time that Hojo Kyosuke saw a neon man with such a good mouth in real life. From this point alone, he was sure that the man was not an ordinary person.

"Good afternoon." He nodded.

"I'll go get another cup." Asami's mother-in-law had no intention of introducing the two of them, and walked into the store with her body hunched over. It seems that the lower part of the house is the bookstore, and the upper part is her residence.

"Whether it is a cloudless sunny day or a stormy cloudy day, in the eyes of Granny Qianjian, it is the perfect weather for reading." The latecomer picked up a biscuit and said to himself:

"I am Sanshiro Imaizumi. This is my first time meeting you. Please give me some advice."

"I am Hojo Kyosuke, please give me your advice."

"Ah, it's really incredible. I thought I recognized the wrong person, but I didn't expect it was the famous Hojo." Sanshiro Imaizumi put his hands on the table, leaned forward, and shouted exaggeratedly.

"I just wrote a novel, how can I be famous?" Someone waved his hand.

"That is not a simple novel. You are known as the strongest mystery novelist after Matsumoto Seicho."

Ahem, to tell you the truth, if this person didn't really exist in this world, I would have planned to move his books. Hojo Kyosuke drank tea silently.

The two of them hadn't even had a few words to say before Qian Jian's mother-in-law came back. The tea in the tray was refilled and a new cup was brought.

"It seems like you already know each other, that's great." The old lady's narrowed eyes connected with her deep crow's feet, looking quite kind.

"Brother Jinquan, why do you have time to drink tea today?"

"Well, occasionally I want some space of my own." Imaizumi Sanshirō waved his hand, then looked at Hojo Kyosuke:

"We'll talk about my business later. Will people like Hojo-chan be troubled by love?"

"Huh? Me?" Hojo Kyosuke pointed at himself. What's going on? He is known as a ruthless girl-picking machine. Could it be that he also has "I'm trapped in love" written on his face?

"Haha, Brother Jinquan is an expert in love, so you can't hide such a thing from him." Mother-in-law Asami said with a smile.

"Love expert?" What the hell, should I call Kisaki and Onizuka over immediately for class?

"I, a mere soft-boiled guy, would not dare to claim to be a love expert in front of my mother-in-law."

"A mere soft-boiled boy," Imaizumi Sanshiro held his head high and humbled himself, and then said in an exaggerated tone: "Mother-in-law Asami is a famous love witch, and she knows all the shapes of love. She must have seen that little brother Hojo. I make chrysanthemum tea only when I’m worried about it.”

"Witch?" Hojo Kyosuke was stunned by the two men's equally talented performances.

"That's right." Mother-in-law Asami also smiled happily and continued: "When I was young, I was also a love witch with infinite magic."

Hahaha, someone is happy. As expected of his adventure, it became more and more interesting.

"Can't a witch resist the power of time?" he asked with a smile.

"Of course the love witch will never age." Granny Asami smiled happily, with every wrinkle on her face shaking.

"But..."

"The witch of love fell into the trap of love and lost all her magic."

Imaizumi Sanshirō and Asami's mother-in-law said together, and then the two looked at each other and laughed.

What a good relationship, Hojo Kyosuke thought to himself as he looked at the two of them.

"That's it, you lose your magic power but you gain love, you make a lot of money."

"That's right, how can you become a witch of love without love." Granny Asami nodded.

"Then...where is your husband?" After hesitating, Hojo Kyousuke asked.

"Already dead." When she said this, the old lady's voice was actually quite crisp.

"Feel sorry."

"Haha, this is something to be happy about. Because he was already ninety-nine years old when he died. Even as a witch, I don't have the confidence to live to that age." The old lady raised her skinny hand. Made a 9 shape.

"Mother-in-law Asami seems to be eighty-three years old this year, right?" Imaizumi Sanshirō said. It was obvious that he was a regular customer of Black Cat Bookstore.

"Wrong, wrong, I won't be eighty-three until the end of the year, and I'm only eighty-two now." Mother-in-law Asami shook her head seriously, then looked at Imaizumi Sanshirō and said:

"Brother Imaizumi, if you go to work like this, you will cause big trouble. You might lose your job immediately."

"Ah, I'm sorry, that's why I didn't go to work today." Imaizumi Sanshiro quickly put his hands together and apologized.

"Um, so what do you mean by a soft-boiled man?" Hojo Kyosuke asked curiously. This was the career he once dreamed of, and he could actually meet his senior.

"I, that's me." Mr. Ruanfan pointed at his chest with his index finger without hesitation.

Then without waiting for Hojo Kyosuke to ask further, he took the initiative to speak. It seems that he, like the Love Witch, is a person who is willing to share his story.

"... Starting from the kitchen, it takes over the entire home. When a girl wakes up in the morning, it is very troublesome to put on makeup and outfit. If there is already a delicious breakfast on the table at this time, it is a plus!"

This is the third article in the soft rice Bible summarized by Imaizumi Sanshiro.

"Remember, for a soft-boiled man, the important thing is not to eat, but to cook!"

Hojo Kyousuke listened in awe, and then Mr. Soft Rice raised his index finger: "The timing of waking her up is also key! Wake her up when the butter melts and the aroma is fragrant!"

But my range hood is very powerful, and the smell doesn’t reach the second floor at all.

"As expected of a graduate of the Information Department of the University of Tsukuba, your brain is easy to use. But if you put your patience and carefulness to work, getting promoted will not be a problem at all, right?"

Hojo Kyosuke gave a thumbs up. Yes, this man who proudly shared his experience of eating soft food not only has a handsome face, but also graduated from one of the top ten universities in Neon.

"No, no, absolutely not, it's impossible to work."

"But you are completely a househusband. The new generation of men cannot be considered a soft-boiled man at all."

This kind of life is completely different from what Hojo Kyosuke imagined.

"Yes, it was precisely because I discovered this that I ended this relationship." Imaizumi Sanshirō nodded seriously.

"So Brother Imaizumi is dating five girlfriends at the same time."

"Well, make it affordable for everyone."

I never ask for money, but only collect tips after accompanying me to eat or go shopping.

"That means free meals, shopping, and pocket money?" Hojo Kyosuke asked.

"No, no, it's not the same thing at all. Hojo-san, do you know what the most precious thing in the world is?"

Imaizumi Sanshirō asked seriously. Mother-in-law Asami on the side had already turned her head and looked at the pine tree sticking out of the yard opposite and started drinking tea. Obviously, what Ruanfanjun is going to say next must be a mantra-like life creed.

"What?" Hojo Kyosuke is very interested in the lives of the seniors in front of him, maybe it can give him some inspiration.

"It's time!" In a serious tone, there was no hint that he was joking.

"Hehehehe, Brother Imaizumi, you are really working tirelessly to promote your theory." Mother-in-law Asami laughed so hard that she slapped the table.

"What do you call this theory of mine? It's so disrespectful. This is a wise saying that condenses the essence of my life!" Imaizumi Sanshirō protested loudly.

"If that lady were here today, would you still dare to say these words?" the old lady asked cheerfully.

"Then of course I won't even come close!" Imaizumi Sanshirō said matter-of-factly:

"After all, she is the Snow Witch. In fact, Granny Asami, you, the Love Witch, can become friends with me so peacefully, which surprises me."

"Hahaha, didn't you already know that? I know all the shapes of love. While I love the white snow in winter, why can't I miss the moonlight of the lotus pond in summer?"

Mother-in-law Asami said these words while staring at Hojo Kyosuke. Those cloudy eyes seemed to be able to see through the soul.

"Hey, hey? Brother Hojo is actually worried about this? That's right, you can't be worried about new customers like me. After all, it's better to be a family. No matter how many lovers you have, you can be forgiven."

As expected of a love expert, he instantly figured out the problem from Mother-in-law Asami's words.

"She is indeed a witch of love. Although she believes in that kind of love, she can also tolerate other loves."

In the end, Hojo Kyosuke still failed to tell his story, but the other two people already knew it, and his troubles were solved by the Love Witch.

On the way out, he couldn't help but think about the story of Asami's mother-in-law.

Black Cat Bookstore was opened by her late husband. She was actually the most impatient of reading books, but she quickly learned to run a bookstore after her husband died, and happily made new friends through the bookstore.

It turns out that not all weather is suitable for reading, but every day is suitable to miss my husband who loves to read.

I apologize. Yesterday I said I would finish writing the follow-up to Ying Lili today, but I didn’t finish it. Tomorrow, tomorrow...

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