Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Countless years have passed, and the mountains have turned into canyons, rivers have turned into plains, and virgin forests have turned into steel cities. The only thing that remains unchanged is the human heart, love, family affection, and friendship. Love, kill and hate each other.

Yukinoshita Yukino understands why it is "classic" and not "old-fashioned". Ultimately, what drives people to take action is their inner emotions. Even if things change and the world changes, the same feelings will always make people do the same things.

She looked at the cherry blossoms below, and at Yamauchi Sakura who raised his head and waved to her, waves surging in her heart, pushing unknown emotions into her mind.

As if to test, she cautiously raised her hand, like a baby picking up a rattle for the first time, and gently shook it twice in response. A smile appeared on his face with difficulty.

The golden sunset spread evenly over the entire teaching building, and Yukinoshita Yukino's fair little face was also coated with a layer of golden light.

Although the sunset is beautiful, it is only the afterglow before sunset. But the smile on the girl's face below was still as dazzling as the noon sun.

The doubt emerged in her heart again, what kind of environment and what kind of past could create such a girl?

It was supposed to be something that was so sad that it was hard to breathe, but after she said it, it even turned into something enviable.

Yukinoshita has every reason to believe that if the person sitting there listening to Yamauchi Sakura's story is not him, then that person will definitely have the thought in his heart, "If there is someone who loves me so deeply, if I can experience such love, then even if It would be happy to die immediately."

Although she still doesn't agree with this approach, she can understand it.

The whole thing felt like a person telling a horror story, but she was sitting in a grassy courtyard, surrounded by colorful flowers blooming, and above her head were white clouds as round and thick as cotton candy, exuding... Staring at the warm and shining sun, there is the fragrance of flowers in the nose, and the smell of bread coming from the kitchen.

Surrounded by relatives and friends with happy smiles on their faces, five kittens of various colors slept at their feet.

In such an environment, even someone who won the Nobel Prize in Literature for his horror novels would not be able to scare people.

There is not a trace of haze, her world is always filled with the fragrance of citrus, surrounded by love and sunshine. In her eyes, this matter was just a pebble on the road that could be kicked away with just a kick.

Yukinoshita Yukino doesn't have the slightest bit of envy, even if she is just a person who was not taken seriously because of her birth and was named Yukino just because it snowed that day, even if there is no one around her who cares about her as much as Hojo Kyosuke.

She admits that her world does not have that much love, but different lives create different personalities. A lonely life makes her stronger. No one supports her and helps her learn to be independent. She is very satisfied with who she is now. I am thinking about these things now just to extract the essence as the nourishment for "the art of mastering the human heart".

Her intuition told her that the answer lay in the previous conversation between the two. So naturally, the face that was red and full of happiness, as if drunk, appeared in her mind.

Hojo Kyosuke

Yamauchi Sakura mentions this person in almost every sentence. Except for her family, all her happiness seems to come from this person.

Excluding those extraordinary things, there is such a person who cares about her, loves her, and helps her block all bad things. That's why she was able to maintain that innocence, naive enough to make such a commission.

The commission is called "Let Hojo Kyosuke forget Yamauchi Sakura", but even if he has never been in love, Yukinoshita, who has read a lot of books, knows that the best way to make a person forget another person is to make him fall in love with another person. people.

Therefore, this commission should be written as "Let Hojo Kyosuke fall in love with Yukinoshita Yukino". Combined with the previous commission of unknown time, Yukinoshita has reason to believe that what Yamauchi Sakura really wants is for herself to fall in love with Hojo Kyosuke.

After all, this is the only way to ensure that no matter when Hojo Kyosuke encounters difficulties, he will lend a helping hand as soon as possible.

She still crossed her arms across her chest and looked at the crowd below that had gradually dispersed.

Just at this time, the thick clouds in the evening blocked the setting sun, and the resulting shadow covered the school building. The originally phosphorescent glass dimmed, and along with it dimmed Yukinoshita Yukino's expression. The face that was always full of pride appeared gloomy as never before.

Hojo Kyosuke

She had heard this name many times before she entered school. From my mother's mouth, from my sister's mouth, even from my father's mouth. And on a document she called a "list of candidates for heirs and husbands."

"Hey, Xiao Yukino, this guy is a good match for you. If it's him, maybe he can even accept all your willfulness."

After the entrance ceremony, she was about to return directly to the classroom when her sister grabbed her and the person said this to her.

"I don't think so. Seeing him is like seeing another sister. It's better to say that you two are a match made in heaven." Yukinoshita responded coldly.

"Hey, hey, even Xiao Yukino thinks so. It's really distressing. My mother seems to think highly of him. I was still worried before, how would I deal with my mother if you fell in love with him."

That woman said some incomprehensible words. How could I like someone like that? No matter where you look, she is a person who is as annoying as her sister. Shining brightly, being respected by others, good at interpersonal communication, and able to handle both study and career with ease.

No wonder such a person is valued by his mother.

boring

She shook off her sister's hand and was about to leave, but was stopped by her mother's stern voice. Pursing her lips, she stood there and took a photo with the two of them with an expressionless face.

"Yukino, you should calm down a little and make more friends in school. It's not enough to just study. Even if you can't balance study and interpersonal communication as well as Hojo-san, you still have to pay more attention."

The mother behaved like all parents and sent sincere wishes to her children who were about to start a new life. As always, she fulfilled her responsibilities as a "mother" perfectly, making all decisions just like she had always done, and she just had to obey.

"Yeah." As always, she lowered her head and responded softly.

"You should have a happy time in high school. Don't push yourself too hard. You just need to be happy." His mother put her hand on her shoulder and said kindly.

"Um."

She knew what that meant. She was not the heir. Even if she was ranked last in age, it would not affect the reputation of the Yukinoshita family. After all, every family has an incompetent junior, and family friends will not take it seriously. Instead, they will praise the elder sister and praise the excellence of the true successor, envying the Yukinoshita family for having a successor.

All he had to do was follow what his mother said. In the past ten years, his sister had done so well that he could only look up to her.

Yukinoshita Harano, Hojo Kyousuke, she chewed on these two names.

We are going to see him tomorrow, so let us see for ourselves what kind of person he is and what his mother wants him to learn.

The kendo club's activity room is not in a special building, but in a separate building next to the tennis court. Yamauchi Sakura walked with light and bright steps, humming a ditty that could not find the tune at all, and was in a good mood.

She knew that her "plot" must have been exposed by Yukinoshita Yukino, but that was her purpose. That girl who was so competitive that she was childish had fallen into her real trap.

That girl who has never liked anyone must have never thought that curiosity is also one of the disguises of love. As long as you have curiosity, you will unconsciously get closer and understand. When you come back to your senses, you will be frightened by the inexplicable feelings in your heart.

He didn't knock on the door and just opened the door of the kendo club activity room. Yamauchi Sakura was very conscious of being Hojo Kyosuke's first favorite. If you knock on the door yourself, the people inside may feel that you are being neglected, which is really a big sin.

As a person with the title of "Hojo Kyosuke Encyclopedia", it only took 0.1 seconds for her to see the lazing boy sitting there and the girl next to him from behind the crowd.

"Qiang Qiang, the unparalleled general Yamauchi Sakura is here to see you."

Standing at attention and saluting, the energetic voice interrupted the conversation between the two, making them smile at the same time.

"It's so slow. I'm getting hungry from waiting."

Don't get me wrong, it was not Hojo Kyosuke who spoke, but Yamauchi Sakura who was belatedly arriving. Knocking someone down has always been her specialty. Anyway, he would sincerely apologize and take her to eat delicious food.

"OK, let's go."

Hojo Kyosuke stood up and patted his butt as usual, even though he had been sitting on the cushion brought by Glass. Glass next to him quickly picked up the mat and prepared to put it in the locker.

"Kisaki, Tamaki, the rest is up to you."

"Yes!" X2

Seeing the minister, who had already taken a shower and put on his school uniform, and was preparing to leave early with two beautiful girls, the two of them did not dare to say a word. It's a blessing to be able to come, not to mention that I have taught the members three skills carefully today, and they still need bicycles.

Strictly speaking, Hojo Kyosuke could not be considered as leaving early, because there were already many students on the way to the school gate. Not all clubs are as hard as sports clubs, like the Goldfish Research Club. Can they really study the goldfish in the fish tank in the club room for two hours?

Because it was getting late and it was time to go home for dinner, so of course I couldn’t go to the sushi restaurant I mentioned before. Hojo Kyosuke took out his phone and ordered a takeout. In this era, Uber Eats had not yet landed in Neon. Apart from the store hiring people to deliver the takeout, only the old Dezenkan could order takeout like McDonald's.

Now that this sushi restaurant has been said to be newly opened, it naturally hasn't had time to hire anyone to deliver the food. So takeout is strictly speaking, you can pick it up in the store when you need it.

"It's so slow, I'm almost starving!"

As soon as Hojo Kyosuke opened the door, before he had time to change his shoes, a crisp complaint came from inside. A figure automatically appeared in his mind. On the sofa, his long blond hair was messed up. His hands and feet were waving vigorously at four frequencies. There was a bottle of Coke beside him that had been consumed.

Well, even if I haven’t seen it yet, Yinglili should look like this.

"Welcome home, Hojo-kun." Yukino came out of the kitchen and said softly, holding a towel in his hand.

"Well, I'm back." Hojo Kyousuke smiled at her, just like when he was Itomori.

In the dimly lit Japanese room, Kasumigaoka Shiu leaned on a Japanese chair, typing on the keyboard and hitting Eiri: "I don't think that's a hungry one."

She is the only one in the family who can say such strong words.

"Huh? You're such a pornographic woman, don't you have any normal things in your head?" Ying Lili was furious and reluctantly turned around while holding on to the back of the sofa.

At this time, a small white fur ball rushed over and bumped into Hojo Kyousuke's leg. At the same time, there was a voice that sounded like an auditory hallucination: "aniki, you are finally back, I miss you so much!"

But at the moment, Hojo Kyousuke doesn't have time to talk to him. Arguing will consume a lot of body energy. After a while, Eiri will come to hold him and chew him. He walked straight into the kitchen, put on an apron with Xueno's help, and started preparing today's dinner.

"Hey, Momotaro, are you hungry too?" Sakura sat down on the ground after changing into slippers, started to rub Momotaro's little head, and then reached out to take the dog snacks from the box above the shoe cabinet.

"No, you misunderstood, eldest sister. Ying Lili has just given me a lot of food to eat. Oh, I said I was full. Don't... um, then eat some more. Who told you not to listen? You understand what I am saying. In order not to make my eldest sister sad, just eat a little more."

Momotaro replied gruntingly, then lowered his head and began to eat seriously.

The meal was almost ready. Hojo Kyosuke went out on his motorcycle to get the sushi back. This thing can be used as both a staple food and a dish. It can be said to be quite magical.

After a full meal, it was time for a walk as usual, but Yinglili, who had eaten too much, didn't want to move at all. Once Hojo Kyosuke tried to pull her up, she held her belly carefully like a pregnant woman who was eight months pregnant and yelled.

So under the positive response of Sakura who also didn't want to do any activities, today's walk was cancelled. Naturally, I didn’t watch the movie, since I don’t have so much free time every day. Kasumigaoka Shiu is writing a drama script for this semester, and Yukino has school affairs to deal with.

Glass, who loves learning, returned to his room, turned on his computer, looked at the teaching materials distributed by the teacher, and began to review and preview. Sakura went into the room and didn't know what she was doing.

For a while, only Hojo Kyosuke and Eri were left in the living room.

"Why did you come back so early today?"

In order to maintain the image of a perfect young lady, the blond one can be said to have worked very hard. Even if his favorite drama is about to premiere, he will still stay with the people in the club until the end and give them guidance.

"You have the nerve to ask, it's not because of the competition." Yinglili said annoyed.

"Isn't it still early for the competition?" Although the registration date was yesterday, we only need to submit our works before June.

"Are you stupid? One month is not enough to prepare a painting!" Eiri said angrily. If she hadn't really eaten too much and felt that her belly was full and transparent, she would have immediately mentioned Hojo Kyosuke. Pull his ears and tell him how sacred painting is.

Bastard, why do you make the food so delicious? Why don't you urge Sakura to eat less.

"Yinglili..."

Hojo Kyosuke's eyes widened and his voice trembled and he said with emotion:

"You've grown up--"

"Huh?" What's wrong with this idiot? Yingli lowered her head and observed carefully for a moment, convinced that she could not grow up in just one night.

"You used to be a deadline fighter and would not take action before the deadline. Now you start to worry so early."

"You're going to die!"

The girl shouted angrily and stood up. Her little feet in black pantyhose sank into the gray sofa, and then she ran to the other sofa. Regardless of his own belly, he straddled the idiot's lap and waved the iron fist of love.

The so-called iron fist of love means that every blow seems to be done with all strength, but the person involved is as comfortable as if he is enjoying a massage. So even though he is an iron fist, he is turned into a soft one by love.

"Hey, be careful with your stomach...be careful with your stomach pain!"

It was a big risk, because the way Yinglili was slumped on the sofa looked so much like an expectant mother, she accidentally let it slip.

As soon as Hojo Kyosuke finished speaking, Eiri, whose face had turned red after a short period of exercise, rolled off him and sat to the side. Then she held her stomach without saying a word. First, her face began to fade like a cartoon character. It quickly returned to snow-white color, and then turned pale.

He turned his head and glanced at the idiot who had lost all energy in that moment. First he sighed silently, and then said:

"Lie down and let me rub it for you."

This idiot has always been like this, although Neon people who are accustomed to raw food have always had the habit of mixing ice cream with other foods, but that is different. In the past, if Yinglili, a noob, would eat ice cream immediately after eating fried food on a whim, she would freeze in place and start to break out in a cold sweat, as if she had been hit in a fatal acupuncture point.

Just like now, the luster on the two golden braids has disappeared, and the delicate little face looks miserable:

"Hmm~" Her lips trembled, and Yinglili began to look forward to it.

Hey, this is a trick given by your mother to properly show the weak side of women. The last thing men can resist is a pitiful-looking woman! There was no way she was really giving herself a stomachache!

Eiriri, who returned home first, had already changed her school uniform into pure cotton shorts and T-shirt. Although this guy is a painter, he has no aesthetics in his outfit and only pursues comfort. He is exactly the same as Hojo Kyosuke. .

Seeing that the little golden retriever seemed to be struggling to even move, Hojo Kyousuke hugged her upper body and carefully placed her head on his lap. The latter's body seemed to have turned into a marshmallow, so limp that he couldn't feel any strength.

The thin T-shirt clung to the girl's body and outlined beautiful lines. The softness already worthy of a nest stands there like her master. Even without a scanning eye, the shape of the bra can be easily seen. Her belly is cute and slightly bulging.

Hojo Kyosuke stretched out his right hand and gently placed it on his belly. Astonishing heat immediately spread up his arm. You can feel the smooth skin underneath through the T-shirt.

"How about it, I actually didn't eat much at all!"

With her head resting on the uncomfortable thigh, the girl instantly felt more comfortable. Then his mouth started talking nonsense uncontrollably.

"Yes." Hojo Kyousuke gently stroked his belly and slowly massaged it in a clockwise direction. That delicate skin really seems to leave traces with just the slightest exertion.

"Don't think too much, you guy. Massaging me is just a chore!"

Yinglili's face has returned to rosy, and is extremely beautiful.

"Yeah." Hojo Kyousuke didn't say much, as if he was repairing a unique treasure, concentrating on it and not being distracted.

The girl's waist is already slender, and the big hand can be completely covered by opening it. Even if she tries hard to control it, she will still touch other places unconsciously. Wave after wave of heat seemed to be continuously injected into her stomach, making the girl feel itchy from the bottom of her heart, and her eyes couldn't help but become moist.

The white light in the center of the living room shone down, creating a shadow on Hojo Kyousuke's face with his head lowered, and the girl without glasses could not see his expression even more clearly.

The living room fell into silence for a while, with only the sound of Momotaro walking around.

Ah, so shy! Although the two of them had often done this before, it was at their own home. Now the girl lost the advantage of being at home, so she became shy.

Yinglili realized that something was wrong with the situation at this moment, so she used her smart brain and issued an order:

"Chore, tell me something interesting to hear."

…

Eiriri couldn't see Hojo Kyosuke clearly, but Hojo Kyosuke could see clearly. The girl's usually cute face was extremely charming under the ambiguous yellow light, and her cherry blossom lips were so moist that they seemed to be shining. It seemed that he had to spend most of his energy to restrain his urge to possess her at any time.

It's not that he can brag and swallow without being noticed, but it's a valuable skill that allows him to stay with a beautiful girl for a long time without making a fool of himself. Just when he was about to ask the supervisor whether he could give out kisses as a benefit, a new order was issued.

"Yinglili, have you decided which topic to choose?" Using his smart brain, he immediately picked up the topic at the beginning. As long as he talks about serious topics, he will surely calm his brother's anger quickly. After all, this is business!

Bastard, should I say this now? Can't you compliment my figure? I video chat with my mother every night and exercise under her guidance! Of course, measuring body data every day is also a necessary process.

"No!" The girl said two words stiffly.

"I feel like 'hard work' suits you very well, right?"

Hojo Kyosuke said that this Tokyo Youth Art Exhibition has two themes, one is "youth" and the other is "effort". From his perspective, Yinglili could win the Nobel Prize for Effort and move the world's hardworking masters.

As the eldest daughter of a wealthy family, she is blinded by painting. She obviously has more money than she can spend in ten lifetimes, but she still works diligently to release new works on a regular basis. Her works are all popular works in the market, and she even reluctantly paints 18X by herself just for the sake of sales. s work.

Simply, cry to death.

"Shit!" Ying Lili said disdainfully, expressing her thoughts concisely and concisely.

"..."

"Working hard is what people without talent need to do. Talented girls like me should praise youth without restraint."

"..." Hojo Kyosuke looked subtly at Eiri, who was looking at him fiercely. He knew that it was not the girl who was angry, but that she was trying to see herself clearly, suffering from the pain of high myopia.

"And..." The girl hesitated for a moment, and her voice became much softer: "If a person like me still chooses 'hard work' as the theme, it will be considered pretentious."

The girl's whisper made someone's eyes change, and he understood. When girls are chatting, if a good-looking girl is praised for her good skin, and if she keeps talking about how hard she works on skin care and enthusiastically shares tips and cosmetics, she will definitely not be well received. The correct approach should be to say something like "Oh, my subcutaneous fat is very thick" with a distressed look.

This is the predicament that Yinglili is in at the moment. In the eyes of outsiders, she is a painting genius, and she is happy to enjoy this honor. But if her painting skills are obtained by staying up late and practicing hard every day since the third grade of elementary school, she was blinded by painting. Yes, then...

There are two possibilities. One is that the persona of the perfect lady, who is considered hypocritical, collapses. The other kind is that the character collapses and falls from the sky to the earth.

It's not easy for her either.

Smiling pitifully, Hojo Kyousuke reached out his left hand to the girl's head.

"Don't get too carried away with your chores. Touching my belly is already too much." Ying Lili muttered in a low voice, then closed her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth quietly. The little emotion just now disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"In my opinion, Yinglili worked really hard."

"Idiot, only idiots need to work hard!"

"Yeah, Yinglili is not an idiot."

The air fell into silence for a while, but it was different from the heart-beating silence before. Warmth spread between the two of them. In this environment, feeling the soft hair in the hands and the warm belly, Hojo Kyosukeichi Ben is satisfied.

"I signed up for you too." Ying Lili's voice suddenly sounded.

"Um?"

"Contest."

"Um??"

"What, do you have any objections! Isn't it normal for the hero and heroine to participate in the competition together? I will comfort you if you lose!"

Ying Lili said fiercely, feeling like I would chop off your head if you dare to say the word "yes". Coupled with the expression unique to myopia, the usual naughty girl is really a little serious.

What would Hojo Kyosuke say? He knew what kind of character the girl was like when they first met her. The kind that when you give birth to a baby, you will yell, "I won't give birth," and then roar to make you experience this kind of pain. A mere painting competition is already a sign of mercy from the supervisor.

"Okay, I know, then I'll choose the theme of 'hard work'." He said with a smile, his hands still not stopping.

"Huh? Where is your shame!"

This idiot, how could he have the nerve to describe hard work? In Eiri's heart, Hojo Kyosuke is synonymous with genius. The vaccine man the other drew when they met is still well kept in her top-secret folder. From then to now, in just three years, he has surpassed countless painters who have worked hard for countless years.

"I've been working very hard, okay? I feel like my eyes are a little short-sighted recently." Hojo Kyosuke said casually.

"Huh!?" Eiri sat up suddenly, holding Hojo Kyosuke's face with her nervous hands and began to observe.

The tips of their noses and foreheads were just about to touch each other. The warm and moist breath hit Hojo Kyosuke's face. Eiri's long and thick eyelashes, the lines like snowflakes on her blue irises, and the care inside were all... clear and distinct.

Feeling the girl's concern, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

I don't know whether she saw the curvature of the corner of his mouth, or finally realized that she couldn't tell whether he was nearsighted through naked eye observation. In short, Eiriri forcefully "swung" Hojo Kyosuke's face to the side, and then from his lap Moved down.

"Okay, it's time to start doing today's eye exercises." After muttering, she dragged Hojo Kyosuke up and shouted the command.

"Yes yes yes~~"

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