Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Under the supervision of Captain Sakura, Hojo Kyosuke quickly finished his lunch, and then the three of them walked side by side to the Kendo club activity room.

"As expected of me, the food I make is delicious."

"Yeah, Kyosuke-kun's cooking is the best in the world!"

Glass nodded heavily, while Sakura next to him had his mouth full of apples and was whining something.

"That's not true. There are many people ahead of me, such as Nishimiya Glass, Okudera Miki, Yukino Momokari..."

Pulling his fingers, Hojo Kyosuke counted carefully, then sighed and said:

"I really envy people who can eat their food every day."

"Why isn't there my name! When I was little, Kyosuke, you told me that I was very talented in cooking!" Sakura protested.

"If I could, I really want to recall what the food you cooked tasted like, Sakura." Someone sighed.

"Huh?" The girl tilted her head in confusion.

"Excuse me, Lord Sakura, how many sets of spare kitchen knives are there in Ruyi's kitchen?"

"Of course there are two sets! One set is a backup for the current kitchen knife, and the other set is a backup for the backup kitchen knife. This common idea stumps me!"

"Wrong, the correct answer is four sets! Sure enough, you are still far away, Miss Sakura."

Hojo Kyosuke shook his head helplessly. Haven't you heard that the only person who can bring happiness to others with a sharp knife in his hand is a chef? As a chef, having fewer knives at home is a serious disqualification!

At home, he not only has a Chinese kitchen knife that can chop garlic, but also a tuna cutter that is more than one meter long. A whole locker is filled with other kinds of knives and knives of different lengths, all of which are hand-forged by famous knifemakers.

After all, a special chef and a hair-cutting sword are standard equipment, right?

"I study Chinese cooking, and I only need one kitchen knife, so two sets of kitchen utensils are enough! So whether I know how many spare sets of knives I have has nothing to do with my cooking level!"

Sakura retorted vigorously.

"If the Chinese food you are talking about is the fried rice with black bean paste and a lethal amount of salt added during the summer vacation in the fourth grade of elementary school, then I can say it with my conscience and say it is delicious."

Hojo Kyousuke smiled and teased, Sakura, this idiot, just like his mother, has stayed away from the kitchen since he was a child, whether in her home or his own home. Of course, I am very active in washing dishes, which deserves praise.

Even when choosing and washing vegetables, I have to worry about whether she will eat them all like a rabbit before they are put into the pot. There are many similar scenes in Hojo Kyosuke's memory.

He was still preparing food in the kitchen, while his mother and Sakura were choosing vegetables in the yard. After waiting for a long time, I didn't receive the prepared vegetables. When I walked out, I saw that two people, one large and one small, were holding a stick of celery and gnawing at it. There were also a few stacks of dipping sauces, salt and pepper or mayonnaise beside them.

While chatting about the gossip in the community and school, they ate in a leisurely manner. Looking at the happy smiling face and listening to the crisp laughter, all he could do was smile helplessly, and then returned to the kitchen to quickly prepare more side dishes to make their tea party more comfortable.

The education he received in his previous life and the deeply ingrained concept in his mind dictated that snacks should not be eaten some time before meals. But facing these two people, he had no choice. They were both girls who lived in love.

"Wow, hahahaha, Kyousuke, you are so stingy, you actually hold a grudge!"

Yamauchi Sakura was stunned for a moment, then recalled and laughed happily.

"And you've been so annoying since you were a kid. You took a bite first and then lied to me that it tasted good. Then you spit it out after I ate it. My tongue was still numb even after I rinsed my mouth three times."

It's rare that I want to cook, but I experience such "pain". After that, of course, you have to stay away from the kitchen. As the saying goes, a truly smart person will not waste his efforts in something he is not good at.

"This is to let you know how precious food is!"

Hojo Kyosuke's words were plausible, not because of Asashi, but simply because he wanted to tease Sakura, a fool.

"I've never had leftover food since I was a kid! Every time you make something, I'll eat it all! Just like today at noon. Look, I still have an apple in my mouth!"

"Is this why you took away my share of fruit? Also, don't talk when there is something in your mouth! Be careful of biting your tongue, as the food will become unpalatable."

"Don't Kyousuke think that what I'm saying now smells like apples? Ha~~ Come and smell it again~~"

As Yamauchi Sakura spoke, she grabbed Hojo Kyosuke's sleeve with her right hand, stood up on tiptoes and pressed her little face close to him, letting out a breath every time she spoke a word.

"Smelly... apple flavor, apple flavor, it's apple flavor."

Hojo Kyosuke's conditioned reflex was to say that it stinks to death, but then he quickly changed his mind, because what came out of the girl's cute little mouth was really the smell of apples.

"Hahahahaha~~~"

Laughter came from his left side. The noisy two people turned their heads and saw that Glass was holding his belly and laughing so hard that he couldn't stand up straight. The tower in front of him was even more trembling, looking frightening.

"Ni-chan, even though there's no one around, I can understand your desire to give Kyosuke some benefits, but you'd better wait until you get home before laughing~"

Sakura ran from Hojo Kyosuke's right side to Glass' left side in a flash, holding her arm and teasingly saying.

"I, I don't have one!"

Her fleshy little face was pink, and she didn't know whether she was smiling or ashamed, or both. The corners of his mouth were still trembling from time to time, obviously still suppressing a smile.

Among the people in the family, Yinglili is the number one pistachio, but she is so passive that she is completely unaware that she has become a pistachio. Sakura is like the sun. As long as you stay by her side, look at her flawless smile, and listen to her unabashed laughter, you will become happy.

As for Kyosuke-kun, as long as he can look at him, even if he doesn't get attention, happiness will continue to flow from the bottom of his heart.

Glass was caught between the two of them. Even if he didn't want to join the conversation, the three of them began to discuss how Yamauchi Sakura's cooking skills ranked in the world. Someone's opinion doesn't matter, because Sakura-sama forcibly declares that in his world, she must be number one. This is the first law to maintain the stability of the universe.

Chatting and laughing all the way, the three of them walked to the entrance of the kendo department. Before they entered, they saw the door full of people.

"Spread out, Hojo-san is here." Some people who were blocked outside and couldn't get in quickly shouted to the people in front after seeing Hojo Kyosuke.

Hearing this, the door and the people blocking the door quickly looked back, and then moved to both sides to make way.

"General Jianhao, why don't you go in?"

Hojo Kyosuke casually asked Zaibokuza Yoshiki. His huge body and windbreaker can be said to be 100% conspicuous.

"this……"

Zaimokuza hesitated for a moment, then approached Hojo Kyousuke, covered his mouth with the back of his hand, and prepared to start a secret conversation.

With someone's scanning eyes, he naturally saw the sweat on Zaimuzo's head at the first moment. When the possible smell wafted into his nose, he immediately took a step back and signaled you to just say so.

"Minister, Assistant Chief Yukinoshita is holding a secret religious ceremony inside. I guess the effect of the ceremony is to give you the talent to dance."

Zaimuzo said mysteriously, with an expression that seemed to be very admiring. I don’t know if I admire Yukinoshita Yukino’s ability, or I envy him for being able to act unscrupulously in school.

"Religious ceremony, secret contract?" Hojo Kyousuke was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zaimokuza in displeasure:

"Also, don't make it sound like I'm hopeless and can only pray to the gods."

To tell you the truth, even gods can't do anything about my dancing talent. After all, this is a curse of the system, he complained in his heart.

After listening to the conversation between the two, Yamauchi Sakura smiled happily, and then stepped forward, exuding the aura of a captain, and walked forward with the generals on his left and right.

"This, what is this?"

As soon as he entered the activity room, Sakura couldn't help but open his mouth and stammered.

In the large activity room, starting from the wall to the left of the door, one after another is filled with action breakdown diagrams, going around the entire activity room. The man with red muscle fibers was making various weird gestures with an expressionless expression.

No, no face at all.

And the black-haired girl stood in the middle of the activity room, in the middle of all the pictures, with her hands folded in front of her, looking calmly at the people who were hesitant to come in at the door.

It was Yukinoshita Yukino who was presiding over the secret contract ceremony according to Zaimokuza. The air seemed to be filled with a strange and serious atmosphere. No wonder those who arrived first did not dare to enter.

"No wonder General Swordsman said it was a religious ceremony. It seems Kyousuke, you really drove Yukino crazy." Sakura said dumbfounded.

"What kind of religious ceremony? This is Siguoya. Yukinoshita-san is going to teach me the unique magical skill called 'Yelai Wu'."

Hojo Kyousuke complained. After scanning around and letting the pictures "run" in his eyes, he immediately knew what Yukinoshita was doing.

"No, it should be the case seminar of the Investigation Section 1 of the Metropolitan Police Department. Those on the wall are simulated criminals. It's quite artistic. They are dancing and committing crimes at the same time."

Yes, if the red muscles didn't add to the weirdness, it would be more like a three-dimensional animation often used by the police to simulate the actions of criminals. If this were placed in the world of Conan, she would definitely be a high school girl and a famous detective.

Complaints are complaints, Hojo Kyosuke was also shocked. Is it necessary for this guy Yukinoshita to do this?

He looked at the pictures around him, looking at the movements that looked like martial arts secrets, and a thought suddenly came to his mind - could he ask Yukinoshita to be the 3D animation studio in the future? With "making the best animation in the world" as her commission list, she might even be able to handle animation and photography.

At the first glance, he was sure that these were definitely completed independently by Yukinoshita. After all, he was somewhat of an industry insider, and he could still tell in the work of a novice. Coupled with his understanding of Yukinoshita, this person is a paranoid person who will regard him as relying on external forces even if he pays for other people's services.

In other words, the shocking scene before her was all accomplished by her alone.

"Why are you still dazing there? Come quickly and practice!"

Yukinoshita couldn't help but frown when she saw Hojo Kyosuke standing there stupidly like everyone else after he arrived.

"Oh, I will obey your will, Your Majesty."

Faced with such an upright and inviolable face, Hojo Kyousuke immediately put his right hand on his chest and saluted, then turned around and shouted to the classmates around him:

"This is a breakdown of the dance moves prepared by Yukinoshita-san. You can take a good look at it and find the parts you are not yet proficient in and practice accordingly."

"Action breakdown?"

Zaimuzhao screamed, and then his huge body squeezed out of the crowd and came to the first picture, and began to gesture.

"General Swordsman, you'd better retreat. It's really turning into a religious ritual if you practice like this." Hojo Kyosuke shouted. Every move of this chuunibyou is carried with great strength, and it doesn't look like dancing at all. Totally a master of dancing.

Seeing this, the students behind also walked in with a smile, and each walked to the picture to look at it.

And someone naturally came to Yukinoshita to receive special teachings.

"Now that you have seen what it is, let's start practicing. With your body control ability and IQ, you should be able to learn it with these aids."

Yukinoshita Yukino gestured around with her chin, and then said in a cold voice. Although she has been accustomed to being watched by everyone because of her extraordinary beauty and cuteness, this is the first time she has experienced herself as a mysterious religious person like today.

In another time, the girl would have been really interested in running a religion, such as the Cat God Cult. Find all kinds of cute cats and let them take turns being the pope. Establish their own shrines, secret societies, compile laws and histories, and issue mascots and other souvenirs.

As for why she first thinks of cats when she thinks of religion, it’s not because she likes cats, but simply because humans have a long history of worshiping cats. This not only avoids the negative impact of stupid religious leaders and completely eliminates human nature, but also brings more possibilities to religion.

This kind of group, which starts from the human heart from the beginning, will be of great help to her research on the art of mastering the human heart.

When it comes to choosing a Cat Pope, the first choice is definitely the Cow Cat. On the one hand, it is black and white, similar to a panda, and can set the tone for the sect from the beginning, showing that they do not adhere to national boundaries. The second one is the orange cat. This is the most common cat, which can bring a sense of closeness to ordinary believers and increase their identification with the sect.

The third one... a Siamese cat? Or a ragdoll cat? It's a bit hard to decide...

Yukinoshita raised her right hand, clenched it into a fist and put it under her nose. She felt her breathing while thinking intently.

"Yukoshita-san? Yukinoshita!"

Hojo Kyosuke looked at the girl in front of him in confusion. From the beginning, she seemed to have entered another world. She didn't know what she was thinking. In short, her face turned red, full of love and happiness.

Thank you guys for your monthly passes. Also, as a reminder, there are actually double monthly passes at the end of the month. I should have more updates by then.

It’s a bit short, sorry, I’m temporarily busy, I’ll update more tomorrow.