Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Sakura and Hojo-san’s home, I don’t know what it will be like~

Is it the kind of castle-like house that smells of mildew, like in the detective TV series The Murder of a Writer, where all the walls have been transformed into bookshelves, and if you look up to see the top, you will lose your balance and fall? ?

Hojo Kyosuke, wearing gray casual clothes, sat on a brown wicker chair, holding a book in his hand, looking at it carefully through the sunlight coming in through the small window, his expression focused and demure. On the prototype glass table next to it, there is black tea with rising smoke, and on both sides are giant bookshelves ten meters high.

Such a scene appeared in Kato Megumi's head, which was just a fantasy synthesized from the TV series he just watched last week.

Her eyes were looking straight at the blackboard, where the math teacher was giving a passionate lecture on the podium.

By the way, Hojo-san is not just a writer. Maybe it's the kind of kendo hall that has been preserved since the Meiji period. The low wall, the wooden door that has been soaked in charm with time, and the sign with the word "Hojo" hanging on it. As soon as you enter the door, you can see Hojo-san wearing a blue kendo uniform practicing with a sword in the dojo with all the doors open.

It could also be the background of Shimoyama Hazuki's photoshoot in "Seventeen" magazine, the kind of Western-style building where the courtyard walls are covered with pink roses and the courtyard is covered with blanket-like grass. After all, there are girls like Sakura, Glass and Sawamura living there.

It goes without saying that an elegant lady like Sawamura-san should live in a place like this. Maybe there is a pianist or violinist nearby playing soft and soothing music like "Across the Fields". No, this is a bit exaggerated. Maybe it's a tape recorder?

After all, there were no such extraordinary people in my previous world, so I could only start with TV series and magazines.

Hmm~~I don’t know what it will be like~~

Until the end of the first class at noon, the girl named Kato Megumi was thinking about various questions in her head. Fortunately, the teacher never called her name to answer questions, which was a blessing among misfortunes.

The bell rang, and the girl's fantasy came to an end temporarily. Just looking at her calm expression, no one would know that she had just imagined the Red Queen's castle in Alice in Wonderland.

After closing the textbook and putting it into her bag, she stood up and followed the other students out of the classroom. There was no intention to hide his actions, but it wasn't until Ohashi Renzi wanted to go to the bathroom with his friend that he was surprised to find that the other party had disappeared into the classroom.

Megumi Kato is in second-grade Class B, which is on the second floor of the teaching building, while Eri's Class G is on the third floor. As she climbed the stairs, another question appeared in the girl's mind:

But why on earth do Sawamura-san and Kasumigaoka-senpai live with Sakura and the others?

Asking questions will always leave an impression. If you still ask questions on a simple topic, people will think you are a fool who doesn't know how to echo. If you ask a question about a complex matter, it will make things difficult for the person speaking out. Neither the former nor the latter conforms to the "Kato Megumi code of conduct" that he has set for himself.

However, even though she is a girl who cannot distinguish between joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, and is overly easy-going, she is still a girl after all, and she is no less gossipy than others. She is even more "professional" than most people in being a "girl". She has no shortage of girls' magazines that she should read. She takes care of her skin after taking a shower...

She is the most ordinary and normal girl.

Class G, Class G...

Thinking softly in her heart, the girl with a bob hair strolled down the corridor, turning her head to confirm the class number.

It's here.

A little nervous, Kato Megumi shook the hand hanging by her skirt, and then walked to the door without any pause.

The blond girl is very conspicuous, not in person, but in the people around her.

In the middle of the classroom, a bunch of people were sitting around her, everyone with a smile on their face. She did not speak, but listened intently to others with a pleasant smile. From time to time she raised her hand, covering her mouth gracefully and letting out a crisp laugh.

So dazzling~~

Kato Megumi thought as she looked at Eiriri who seemed to be shining in the sun.

Then she softly called to a female classmate sitting next to the back door and asked her to call her Yinglili. She couldn't do something like rushing into the classroom to talk to the other person, but maybe Kasumigaoka-senpai could do it. After all, he usually seems to be a very imposing person.

"...That one is just for displaying design concepts. If you want to choose clothes, you still have to go to a ready-to-wear show. The exhibition in Shinjuku last week was very good. They were all suitable for the season. I especially like Nagata Arisaki. That sweatshirt I’m wearing.”

Yinglili said with a smile that although she didn't actually go to see it, it didn't stop her from actually placing an order for those beautiful clothes.

"Oh, I've also seen that one on the Internet. It's really beautiful. But the color is a bit too bright and doesn't suit me very well, but it will definitely look super cute on you, Yinglili." A girl said.

"Why, I look too young when I put it on. I can't tell that I am a high school student. This is really distressing!"

Yingli pouted and retorted, and her words caused a burst of laughter from the girls around her.

Everyone was just about to start the next topic, and a classmate walked up next to him:

"Well, Sawamura-san, there is a girl looking for you outside the classroom."

Ying Lili and her friends turned to look over together, oh oh oh, it's that, that... who is that...

The smile on the blond girl's face froze, but she still remembered that it was indeed someone she knew.

"I'm going out for a while." She stood up after telling her friends, then quickly took out her mobile phone and looked for the message sent to her by Yamauchi Sakura.

Oh, by the way, it’s Megumi Kato!

Is it because I slept too late last night that my memory deteriorated? Blame the chores! Why do you keep saying happy things that make you not want to sleep at all? The snacks were also so delicious that I couldn’t help but eat more and couldn’t sleep.

It's all that guy's fault! Otherwise, how could I forget Kato Mei's name!

"Kato...Kato-san, hello, are you talking about going home together after school?"

She walked out of the classroom, smiling to cover up her embarrassment that she had forgotten the other person's name again in just a few seconds.

"Well~ I'll bother you, Sawamura-san. If you have club activities or something like that, I can go there by myself."

Megumi Kato nodded slightly, but her previous nervousness could not be heard from just her voice.

"no!"

"Huh?" Kato Megumi made a confused voice, not understanding why Sawamura-san had such a big reaction.

"Ahem, anyway, I have no activities at all today. You can just go back with me after school!" Yinglili said in a tone that could not be refused.

How can I trust you to go alone? Even if you are Sakura's friend, even if you are a passerby with no characteristics, you must reduce the possibility of having a girl around that guy! That playboy whose head is full of white turbid fluid is really troublesome!

"Oh~ Soga. Got it~ I will pack my things as soon as possible after school, so will we meet at the school gate then?"

Kato Megumi nodded, not caring about the doubts just now. And considering that going home with him might cause trouble to Sawamura-san, who is a popular character on campus, he considerately proposed to meet at the school gate.

"OK, then I'll see you after school."

Eiri nodded. Toyosaki's returning team usually gathered at the school gate.

After thanking him again, Kato Megumi turned and walked towards the stairs with brisk steps, as if he was delivering documents to the teacher, rather than to one of the two beautiful girls in Toyosaki, the dream girl of the boys on campus, who would reject an average of two girls every day. The person who confessed to me above all else spoke to Eri Sawamura, the ace daughter of the art club.

Sawamura-san's character is indeed very good, not like those young ladies on TV at all.

While walking down the stairs, Kato Megumi thought about it and looked forward to the party after school more and more.

She was obviously not the only one who was also looking forward to it. She was a black-haired girl with seat number 38, Class J, first grade, Sobu High School. After class, surprisingly, he did not take out a Wenku version of the novel with a black cat cover. Instead, he held his mobile phone in both hands and read it intently.

Search box "It's your first time to visit a friend's house. What preparations should you make in advance?"

Search history "Can I become friends with someone I've known for a week and a half?", "What should I talk about when I go to a friend's house?" "..."

After reading an article said to be shared by a social guru again, Yukinoshita Yukino let out a long breath.

It should be all right now, the black-haired girl who had never had any friends thought as she looked at the small notepad on the table that was already densely written.

She didn't think she was nervous because she was going to a friend's house. Those who would be nervous about that kind of thing were people who were not good at socializing and had a gloomy personality. She has such a cheerful personality and looks so cute. She is just nervous because she is afraid of being rude. After all, she is very likely to meet Sakura-san's parents and relatives. Necessary preparations are still necessary.

I wonder what Sakura-san’s home would be like? Is her family easy to get along with? Will you not like yourself?

The girl named Yukinoshita Yukino was thinking about various problems in her head until school.

Even though she repeatedly told herself that this was just a normal social interaction among female high school students and there was nothing novel about it, she still felt uncontrollable expectations welling up in her heart.

No, you have to practice in advance. Before entering the door, you should stay about three steps behind Sakura-san. If you see her family members when you enter, you should immediately bow fifteen degrees. When saying hello, follow the three-word rule and never use the wrong title. If Sakura's family didn't show up at the entrance, they would say "Excuse me" in a moderate voice.

While thinking this, Yukinoshita moved her thin lips slightly as if reciting sutras, and whispered the words she just memorized that might be used.

It would be nice to be able to load a social data package and do everything like a robot. No matter what kind of scene you can switch to the corresponding mode with one click, you will never go wrong.

After filling three pages of the notebook again, Yukinoshita, who still had no bottom in her heart, thought in a panic.

"Niji-chan, do you have any classes at the training center today?" Sakurara stretched out his hand and pulled Niji's sleeve.

"Well, today the teacher is going to teach you how to dub a dead person." Glass nodded. The one who will teach today is Miss Sanada, whom she likes very much.

"Dead people? Do dead people need to talk?" Sakura asked.

"Idiot, isn't it common sense that there will be a ticker before death? Summarize a boring and miserable life, and then realize that your life is meaningless, and then die happily or something like that."

Hojo Kyosuke explained, and Yamauchi Sakura next to him nodded in sudden realization.

"SogaSoga, does what the weirdo said before being kicked to death by the knight in Kamen Rider count as dubbing for the dead?" Sakura is definitely a professional when it comes to drawing inferences.

"Yes, this is the so-called mercy of justice. Even if my bullet is about to penetrate your head, I will still defend your right to speak." Someone nodded seriously.

"Hehehe~ Kyosuke-kun, please stop teasing Sakura."

Glass's big eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled, and her fleshy little face was so cute:

"It's not like that. It's like being seriously injured. How to show that you are almost speechless, or falling off a cliff. In that case, what kind of voice should be used to express it."

The little cutie corrected him seriously, although she knew that the two people opposite him probably knew it and were just teasing.

"That's it~~" X2

Sure enough, both of them knew it and just enjoyed the conversation. One enjoys being lied to, and the other enjoys watching the other person look silly.

"Anyway, let's take today off. It's rare for Kyousuke to make hot pot today. Without salty sauce, the taste level will be reduced by at least 3 levels."

Sakura-sama is generous. In a scene like today, how could it be without glass? It is said that happiness alone is not as good as happiness among everyone. If you want to live a happy life, a smile is essential. This can also be considered as providing life experience to Glass. Isn’t there that kind of experience school? She will definitely encounter such a scene when dubbing in the future.

"Ask for leave?"

Glass's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Hojo Kyousuke. He thought about the previous dinner party under the cherry blossom tree, and his heart suddenly became excited.

"But……"

Although her heart was moved, her character was not enough for her to ask for leave for such a reason.

"Take leave, you need to take a break once in a while~"

Someone who was unaware of Yamauchi Sakura's thoughts persuaded him that he really felt sorry for Glass. This idiot's daily schedule was simply fuller than his own.

"But the missed lessons..."

The girl who had never had a "tummy ache" stood on the edge of the abyss, feeling faintly excited.

"Peace of mind, that's the kind of thing I'm best at. Isn't it just 'Ah~~~~',

Or 'After I die, you have to live well~~~'

‘This, this is my last strength, I leave it to you to save the world’

‘The world would be so cold without you’.

I’ll teach you later, and you’ll have to take care of it! "

Yamauchi Sakura instantly became possessed by drama and began to perform impromptu. Fortunately, a certain black-haired girl is not here, otherwise the calm expression would not be maintained, and the defense would definitely be broken in an instant.

"No, no, no, this is not possible at all. It should be, it turns out, we have known each other for a hundred years, and you have become so old. This is the real death!" Hojo Kyosuke retorted.

"That's right, we have to choose the time at the end of April. The two of them sit under the cherry blossom tree, look at each other's silver eyebrows, and the wrinkles on their faces should be able to pinch the cherry blossoms." Sakura nodded repeatedly, with a bright smile, and her voice It was extremely pleasant, as if I had already seen such a scene.

Glass pursed his lips and chuckled, then took out his cell phone and started sending a message asking for leave.

The Westminster chime sounded, and after sending off the teacher, today’s class officially ended.

Looking at her eldest brother walking out of the classroom with the two beautiful girls, Mrs. Kisaki sighed heavily. Today, the training of the kendo club can only be done by the vice president. Because he has to go to the curtain chief and costume chief to check the progress. As for the door chief, someone else is responsible. If you want to ask why, it can only be said that there are far more girls who make clothes and paint than saw wood.

With Hojo Kyosuke as a role model, he and Tetsuta Saki would not remain indifferent. Brother has a good saying, happiness will not knock on the door, you have to fight for it yourself!

The three of them walked to the door of Class J, first grade. Yukinoshita Yukino was already standing at the door. Like an exquisite doll, her long and slender legs are straight, her waist is not curved at all, and she is slim and graceful.

"I've been waiting for a long time, Yukino, let's go." Sakura shouted with a smile.

"I just came out too."

Yukinoshita nodded. As long as it came from her mouth, it could never be polite.

Sobu Taka's returning home team has a new member.

After walking out of the school, passing the first intersection in front of the school, and then walking through the second intersection, looking at Nishimiya Glass and Hojo Kyousuke who were still not separated, Yukinoshita finally couldn't help but speak.

"Nishimiya-san, are you and Hojo Kyosuke going to Sakurara-san's house together?"

There was a subtle hint of disappointment in the voice, but no one noticed it.

"Uh?" Glass stopped and looked at Yukinoshita innocently:

"Sakura and I..."

"Hahaha, yes, they all want to come to my house to play."

Sakura said happily, covering Glass's mouth. This is a surprise prepared for Yukinoshita-san, so we can't open it so quickly.

Hojo Kyosuke sighed silently. Although he was ready to face the coming storm, he still felt sad. Why don't you just eat sushi today? It's no joke if the hot pot is overturned. Don't become a "hot person" then.

"That's it." She thought she was invited alone.

"Speaking of Yukino, have you told your family?" Sakura changed the subject.

"Tell your family? Tell them what?" the black-haired girl asked confused.

"Huh? Of course, tell them you won't go home for dinner so they don't have to wait for you."

The three of them looked at Yukinoshita together, their expressions even more surprised than hers.

"There's no need, because I live alone." Yukinoshita said calmly.

It turns out that this is the case, but why haven’t I seen it on the Internet before?

"That's it."

Sakura nodded, there was nothing strange about living alone. Because there are very few high schools that provide accommodation, there are not many high school students in Neon who rent apartments to live alone.

After walking for a while, when passing by a convenience store, Yukinoshita quietly looked at Nishimiya Glass and Hojo Kyosuke with her peripheral vision. Seeing that they had no reaction at all, she hesitated for three seconds and then said:

"Please wait for me a moment, I have to go to the convenience store to buy some things."

"If Yukino wants to buy a bento, there's no need. I'll cook it for you later."

Only when eating hot pot could Yamauchi Sakura say such strong words. Of course, when facing Hojo Kyousuke, she will be confident no matter what cooking she makes. Because no matter how unpalatable it is, he will finish it with him with a frown on his face.

"No... I want to buy a gift for a visit."

Yukinoshita said it truthfully, it was said so in the "textbook" she saw. In addition, the details of the gift, such as price and type, are also standardized.

"A gift for a visit?"

Looking at Yukinoshita Yukino's serious expression, Glass repeated in a low voice, and then looked at Hojo Kyousuke, as if to confirm whether the two of them wanted to buy one too. The latter quickly shook his head and responded with his eyes:

"This is a fool, don't imitate her."

"Uh...uh, um, hahahahaha~~~~"

Sakura held it in and held it back, but finally couldn't hold it in any longer and buried her face in Hojo Kyosuke's arm and laughed happily.

"Well, Yukinoshita-san, you don't need to bring gifts when you go to a friend's house like this."

Looking at Yukinoshita Yukino's confused expression, the kind-hearted Glass whispered.

"Wouldn't it seem rude?"

"No, on the contrary..." Glass hesitated, not knowing whether he should say the next words.

"On the contrary, it will make you appear distant from your friend, making her wonder whether she should invite you to her house in the future."

Hojo Kyosuke took over, and it was just as he thought. The goddess Yukinoshita lives in a world that can be called a vacuum. Once she steps out of her divine kingdom, she will be so ignorant that she becomes cute.

"..." After hearing this, Yukinoshita Yukino was stunned, her fair cheeks turned crimson, and her small mouth opened slightly, feeling at a loss. It was obvious that her soul had been greatly shocked.

"It's okay, it's okay. I know Xiaoyuki is just being kind-hearted. After all, we are close friends who have mastered each other's biggest secrets. We still have this understanding."

Sakura stopped laughing, held Yukinoshita's arm and said, with a deep smile on her face as she spoke.

…

The black-haired girl glanced at Yamauchi Sakura speechlessly. Although she knew that the other party was trying to save her, this method was too unacceptable. Her smart brain automatically translated the other party's words. The so-called her secret should refer to the fact that she has no friends.

Although she herself doesn't think this is a secret at all, because anyone who has been in contact with her should be able to easily detect this. And, and... isn't Sakura-san already his friend? As for the other party's secret, the girl's eyes were flirtatious, and her light blue eyes looked at Hojo Kyosuke next to her without any trace.

Along the way, Sakura held Glass with her left hand and Yukino with her right hand, walking briskly as if she was about to jump at any moment. Although the latter looked very uncomfortable, he accepted his fate after struggling for a few times.

And Hojo Kyosuke was talking on the phone in the back, that was Mitsuha Miyamizu.

"...I can't teach you how to dance today, Kyousuke. I feel bad."

"Hahaha, there's nothing you can do about it. I understand "collectivism" and synchronic pressure. "Kyosuke Hojo comforted with a smile.

As a national university, Ochanomizu Women's University has relatively little academic pressure during the freshman year. But this does not mean that after class, you can spend your time freely. Complex social activities are still waiting for female college students.

The tea ceremony club and flower arrangement club that Mitsuha joined are typical social clubs. It's okay not to participate, but it won't be as relaxing as the high school homecoming club. If you don't belong to any group, you will most likely not be accepted by society. This is what Neon calls "collectivism."

"That's weird, Kyousuke, when did you ever care about that? You are the core of the group!" Mitsuha retorted sweetly.