Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Kendo club activity room

More than two hundred students sat directly on the ground, listening to the arrangements of the teacher in front. This is one of the few times when the whole group can gather together. The next time we have to wait until the "reunion ceremony" before the sports meeting starts.

The most important thing now is to identify the group leader and various team leaders and cadres. Well, the reason why I mentioned some of them is because on the explanation diagram, these parts are marked as people in the second and third grades. First-year students basically join the performance troupe and participate in other parts at the same time.

"...That's it. Students who are interested in taking up positions are asked to register with me. Now we can discuss freely. Please consider it seriously. After all, this is an annual celebration."

After the brief introduction, Shizuka Hiratsuka pulled Yukino Mokari and turned around to walk to the desk aside, but stopped halfway.

"One more thing, although usually the group leaders and song directors are third-year students. But I personally think that if I can lead everyone to have more fun at the sports festival, both first-year and second-year students can do it. You can sign up enthusiastically.”

As if to enhance her persuasion, the woman patted her trembling chest hard, and then said proudly: "It's like the school always assigns such tasks to young teachers like me instead of older teachers with more experience. , we don’t have to be bound by rules.”

After saying the last words, she pulled Xueye away who was looking somewhere in a daze.

The students who were supposed to start a heated discussion were very quiet for some reason. It should be said or not that Neon people, regardless of gender or age, are excellent at reading the air.

From Mr. Hiratsuka’s words, everyone clearly captured two messages: 1. The group leader must be a capable person. 2. First-year students can also run for team leader.

Then the third point came up in the minds of everyone in the Kendo club activity room: At this moment, the most capable first-year student, no, the most capable student of Sobu High, is not on the red team?

So, like a yawning contagion, starting from the third grade students at the front, one by one, everyone turned into sunflowers and turned to look at someone who was yawning. Then they all yawned.

"Pfft——"

"Ha ha ha ha"

The first person to laugh was Glass, and then Sakura laughed unbridled. The students who turned into yawning stars also laughed, and the quiet air became lively.

"Boss Hojo, please be the leader!" A person from the third grade direction shouted. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Hojo Kyosuke identified the person from his voice as Tamaki Aobunobu, the deputy director of the Kendo Club.

Was this guy bribed by Kisaki?

Although everyone was watching, a certain person still looked like he was awake, sitting cross-legged on the ground with one hand on his knees and supporting his chin.

"Yes, if it's Hojo-san, he will definitely bring us the happiest sports festival."

Hey, what's going on with you? Why is your face so confused? Do you want me to be the team leader and take over all projects while you are lazy? This is so unyouthful, your parents who come to visit will cry.

"Last year I was the team leader under the Assistant Chief. I know all the procedures clearly. I will help Hojo-san well."

Wouldn't it be better if you just said you wanted to be the leader? I am the first to applaud. I believe that under your leadership, I will be able to have a happy and worry-free sports festival.

"How about I do it if you want me to do it? I've been drawing designs since last year, and I will definitely come up with a style that everyone likes."

The door here is equivalent to the base camp. Before it is their turn to appear, everyone will stay behind and wait for the broadcaster, that is, the host, to shout "The red team will appear next!", and everyone will swarm out of this door. Rush out from behind.

It can be said to be very important, after all, it is a facade.

"If no one wants to be the director, I can give it a try. For the main pattern, I will find elements from Hojo-san's two comics."

This one is even more interesting. It is a huge piece of white cloth with a pattern designed by the curtain chief, and everyone uses paint to draw it one stroke at a time. Hang it in front of the teaching building during the game.

It's said to be super big, but how big is it? From the first floor to the fourth floor, the curtains of three teams are enough to cover the entire teaching building. What stands out is the momentum. To save trouble, you will also write something like "absolutely invincible". Those who are interested will draw exquisite patterns similar to Ukiyo-e paintings.

"Okay, that sounds fun."

Wait, doesn’t the so-called curtain manager design the pattern based on the program performed by the troupe? Do you want to collectively wear Saitama's tights and do radio gymnastics? There is also a curtain. If you really want to paint it, I can ask the publisher to support you with some advertising fees.

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Hojo Kyosuke watched with cold eyes. He was happy to contribute to the team, but just being a brick would be enough.

Taking charge of the overall situation is too tiring and leaves no time for fun.

When making the "door", I sawed the wood myself, while Sakura and Glass next to me cut the cardboard for decoration. Then he was responsible for fixing the wood. The idiot Sakura screamed and fixed it with nails, and then accidentally knocked her hand. Glass helped her to fix it and cleaned up the mess by herself.

Or when making a curtain, in the kendo club activity room, everyone took off their shoes and put on white cotton socks, stepped on the huge curtain, used a black pen to draw long lines, and then tried to put the pattern into shape after three minutes of serious work. Draw it on clothes and start messing around.

Even if it is a performance group that I am deeply afraid of, I can still let Glass and Sakura teach me how to dance step by step. I don’t care whether I want to learn or not. The process of studying hard is the most correct way to interpret youth.

Then during the sports meeting, when he crossed the finish line, he stumbled out of strength and fell into Sakura's arms. This is one thousand meters, and when I reach three thousand meters, I fall into Glass's arms. Then everyone came to the lawn at the side of the field, sat in the shade of the trees, lay on Glass's soft lap, and listened to Sakura's broadcast of the situation on the field.

At the celebration party at the end of the sports meeting, what? It doesn’t have to be a celebration party? How is it possible? With him here, he must be number one. The only thing that Hojo Kyousuke is 100% sure about is victory. Anyway, it's a celebration party. The kendo club activity room is too small. As the winner, you should be able to get the right to use the gymnasium.

Eating a simple cake, sharing a glass of Coke with Sakura, and happily reminiscing about the sports festival with the people around me. I felt like "The happiest time was actually the time when I was preparing for the sports festival." Just thinking about it made me realize that there is absolutely nothing wrong with such a youth story.

According to the current discussion among these people, it doesn't matter who is the so-called leader. The current third-year students served as cadres below as second-year students last year.

"In that case, how about I become the group leader!" A relaxed and cheerful voice said.

Uh-huh, that's it, anyone can come, I'll be the first to applaud.

Um? ! Wait, who is this voice?

Someone turned his head suddenly, looked at Yamauchi Sakura who raised her little hands high and looked cheerful, and slapped her forehead.

"Okay, I support it!" Glass clapped his hands, and Yuigahama beside him quickly agreed.

Yukinoshita Yukino, who originally lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking, raised her face and looked at Yamauchi Sakura next to her in disbelief. She actually took the initiative to get involved in trouble that even her sister had avoided?

Out of compassion, she felt that she needed to educate this ignorant person.

"Yamauchi-san, do you know what exactly the leader needs to do?"

"Well, this is it~" Yamauchi Sakura looked at Hojo Kyousuke beside him, and then turned his head again:

"Probably it means issuing orders in a very majestic manner, and then the subordinates will complete the tasks quickly and efficiently, right?"

Kisaki Tetsuta slapped his forehead and looked at his elder brother. At this moment, he was extremely sure that this sister-in-law was his childhood sweetheart.

No, Sakura, you are wrong. In fact, you don’t even need to issue orders. You just need to smile when your subordinates hand over tasks and give a thumbs up to acknowledge the fruits of their labor. Hojo Kyosuke thought silently in his heart.

The moment he saw that the person speaking was Sakura, he was ready to devote all his strength, including himself, to the team leadership for Sakura-sama to drive.

Thinking about it carefully, the three of them actually stayed in the conference room, watching Sakura majestically issue unclear orders, and then Glass held a notepad and wrote them down seriously before assigning the tasks himself. The three of them gathered around the whiteboard filled with words and crossed out the to-do items one by one with a red pen.

Watching the sports festival progress smoothly under his own hands, watching the classmates working together in their respective positions, and watching people who were unfamiliar with each other become friends who fight side by side, this kind of joy may be the right way to open up youth. My previous thoughts were still too narrow.

Yukinoshita Yukino slapped her forehead and showed an expression of "As expected". She looked at Hojo Kyosuke next to her, expecting him to stop him. After all, according to the information she knew, he had been the leader of a medium-sized organization since the first grade of junior high school. She should understand these things by analogy.

Now it seems that, as expected in the previous conversation between the two, this man has no self-consciousness and is unconditionally accommodating and tolerant of Yamauchi Sakura.

Seeing that the other party was ready to act as a lackey under his command, Yukinoshita sighed helplessly and painfully. Really, it is precisely because of these people who do not know how to use their power properly that society is in such a mess. .

"While there is still time, let me explain it to you a little bit."

Her face straightened, and the girl's voice was cold and serious.

"First of all, the most important and basic point is that the group leader should be responsible for completing every task before the sports festival arrives. Imagine that on the day of the sports festival, other students will run out of their own unique doors. And our red team members can only run out from a place that doesn’t even have a frame, and can’t even be called a door..."

"Hey, I will complete the task well. Our team's door won the championship last year." The girl who just proposed to be the door leader said angrily.

"First of all, I am giving an example. Secondly, that happened last year. I believe that when you speak at this moment, you believe that you have such an ability. But now calm down and think about it, you have promised all the students Will you definitely have the awareness to do well this year?”

The girl's cold voice was like the cold wind passing through the bridge. Under her calm and critical inspection, the girl's body leaned back for an instant.

"Participants and decision-makers are two completely different jobs. You will feel that last year's job was easy, maybe because the door manager last year did a good job and put you in the right position. But this year."

The girl's words ended neatly, without adding a meaningful tail tone at the end to taunt her. She was simply stating the facts. But the girl who spoke actively at the beginning turned red in the face and lowered her head to start crying.

Yukinoshita Yukino stood there, exuding a cold aura just like her name. She automatically filtered out all the whispers around her, such as "Who is she?" and "Why do you speak so meanly?" There is nothing wrong with what I said.

"What about you? If you understand so well, you will be the group leader. Can you guarantee that you will do well?" The sound coming from somewhere is a stimulating factor in the harmonious air. Everyone who likes to read the air is The most annoying.

Of course, if the speaker were Hojo Kyosuke, everyone would definitely applaud warmly and express their highest admiration. Well, this is also in line with the theory of studying aeronautics: obey the strong.

"I?"

Yukinoshita didn't expect that things would return to the original discussion in the end. Of course she wouldn't do that. She had no reason to do that. Although I don't agree with my sister's way of doing things, I don't have to do what that person doesn't do.

But when it comes to questions about herself from unrelated people, she usually chooses to fight back in the strongest possible way.

"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth"

This is Yukinoshita Yukino's life creed.

She didn't know who the person talking to was, but he was just a rat hiding his head and showing his tail.

"I have no reason to be the leader, but if I choose to do it, I can guarantee that I will do everything well even if I am alone."

Yukinoshita's voice was so firm that people couldn't help but believe it. At least Hojo Kyosuke had seen her squatting there alone, humming and sawing wood.

"In the end, it's just big talk."

It was a different voice than before, and a bunch of people immediately echoed it. The sound gradually became noisy, forming a suffocating wave that pressed against the girl who was sitting upright.

The two people who started the incident, Hojo Kyosuke and Yamauchi Sakura, one yawned again, and the other smiled and looked at the girl he had chosen.

Yukinoshita lowered her head, seemingly speechless after being retorted, but only the two people around her saw the curve of the corner of her mouth.

Her thin lips like cherry blossoms formed a mean arc, and she used her slender fingertips to push back her chest...and her hair that was hanging down in front of her body.

"A poor shogun, but it doesn't matter, I accept it. Yukinoshita Yukino runs for group leader."

The girl said arrogant words in her usual cold voice.

She has long been used to not being able to hear a trace of embarrassment. After all, excellent people always encounter this kind of situation. Vulgar people always use their own narrow vision to measure the ability of genius, always thinking that the emperor digs the earth with a golden hoe.

The necessary reasons were already there, and what he did was absolutely righteous.

The low-pitched voice reached everyone's ears clearly, and the discussion stopped. The people who conquered Yukinoshita didn't expect that this was not a verbal giant, but it didn't matter, they still had a way.

"Oh, can you be the captain if you want to? With Hojo-san and that... that friend of his here, no matter how you look at it, it won't be your turn." The voice was still unclear.

"Fujikawa Masajo, bring the person behind you to me, and Tamaki, the one on your left."

Hojo Kyousuke's left hand still rested on his chin, his right hand was raised, and his index finger pointed forward.

So these little brats are so annoying that they don’t dare to speak without getting someone to endorse them? Why can't you accept the challenge in an upright manner like Yukinoshita?

There should be no reason like Yukinoshita said, right? Then I will compassionately give you the opportunity.

No one except the people around him could distinguish the voice among more than 200 people, but who was he? If it hadn't been the first time for everyone to meet, he could call out their names directly. Writing down the names of all the students in the school would be a piece of cake for him.

Masako Fujikawa was stunned for a moment when his name was called, and then immediately shouted "Yes!" He is a member of the baseball club. I really didn’t expect that “Ticket to Koshien” Hojo Kyosuke could actually remember his name. He was secretly happy in his heart, and he acted without any hesitation.

Although he didn't know what was going on, he immediately stood up and turned around, grabbing the shoulders of the classmate whose name he didn't know.

"What are you doing? Let me go. What do you want to do?"

The person who was caught shouted that he had no intention of obeying and planned to use his secret technique of "turbulent air". By blending himself into the air, disrupting the air around him, he takes everyone's power for himself.

This is a boy with broken hair that does not reach his forehead. No matter where he throws it, he can quickly blend into the sea.

To put it simply, it was to cause a commotion and use "everyone's" power to put pressure on Yukinoshita just like that.

But unfortunately, he was facing Hojo Kyosuke.

If someone hadn't strongly objected, the walls of the dojo would now be covered with illustrations of him demonstrating sword moves.

No one responded to help him denounce his rude classmates. On the contrary, several strong men quickly stood up around him, sandwiched him in the middle with their thick arms, and walked towards Hojo Kyosuke from the road that the crowd had not known when.

Although he can't throw a ball with a speed of 150, it is still no problem to catch such a weakling who only dares to talk behind his back.

The same goes for Tamaki Aobu. Although Kendo is not defined as martial arts in Neon, it is far less intimidating than those from the Karate and Judo clubs. But after swinging the knife tens of thousands of times, as long as that hand grabs you, it will never let go.

"Huh? There seems to be something wrong over there. I'll go over and see what's going on."

Near the corner of the storage room, Shizuka Hiratsuka noticed the commotion here. As a good teacher who cares about her students, she naturally wanted to go over and take a look.

"Xiao Jing, it's okay, it's okay, Hojo-kun will take care of it."

Yukino quickly grabbed her good friend. She had been paying attention to that side, or in other words, she had been paying attention to Hojo Kyousuke. Of course she saw the other party's actions.

"Hojo-kun?"

Noticing this unusual title, Shizuka Hiratsuka turned around sharply and looked at his friend with sharp eyes.

"Xueye, something is wrong with you! And where did you move to? Why did the administrator tell me that you had moved when I went to have a drink with you the night before yesterday? As your best friend, I don't know about such an important matter."

At this point, Hiratsuka Shizuka was already about to cry. She threw herself on Yukino Momika and began to torture her.

Xueye looked helpless and started thinking about how to pass the test with cuteness. She knew that Mr. Hojo and his friends were not good at dealing with each other. If she knew that she lived in Ruyi House, she would definitely cause trouble.

The two people named by Hojo Kyosuke were quickly brought to him, and they consciously assumed a sitting posture, lowering their heads and not daring to say a word. If the time hadn't come yet, I might have to sit down immediately.

"Stand up straight."

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I will never do this again next time." X2

Someone has now seen what it means to kowtow like pounding garlic. That's not what Dogeza is doing, so at least give your head a cushion with your hands! Also, don’t cut your fingers!

Looking at this lively scene, Hojo Kyosuke was a little dumbfounded. Sakurara testified that he just wanted to give these two people a little courage to stand up bravely and display their ambitions, and provide themselves with a happy sports festival. Why have I turned into a demon now?

"I said, how long will you continue to play this kind of trick?"

Got it, just like what they did to Yukinoshita just now, they incited public opinion and put themselves on the opposite side of the people.

"Enough is enough! Since you don't believe in Yukinoshita-san's ability, then become the leader yourself and hold a school-wide vote."

"All, all the school votes?" the black-haired guy, Moriyama Jiro, said with a trembling voice.

Even when he dared to speak, he had to hide behind others. It already appeared in his mind that he was standing on the podium unable to say a word, and then the people below complained loudly, "What are you doing, you are wasting everyone's time." Please stop it a little bit." In the end, he was defeated with zero votes.

This is not a campaign, this is a public execution!

"No, no, I have no intention of being the leader, please spare me!" Tears had covered his entire face. If this kind of person acted, he would definitely be scolded by the director.

Looking at him, Hojo Kyousuke felt that he had become the perpetrator for a moment. But soon he remembered, no, he was a really good person. Aren't they the two who led everyone to question Yukinoshita Yukino before?

Now I am just providing them with a more gorgeous stage. Even if there is a role of abuser, it is the other party who is responsible.

Recommend this book, the author also wrote about love in Tokyo

"The Girl Next Door Turns into a Cat"

Introduction:

I don’t know when it started, but Suzuki Mamoru discovered that he had an ability.

Observe, describe, copy.

Observe each other, inseparable, describe the characteristics, outline the shape, and then start copying.

After observing the girl next door for nearly a month, Suzuki Mamoru gained the other's ability, the ability to transform into a cat.

…

then.

"Meow?"

"Meow."

Two cats who clearly harbor human souls met like this.