Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Frame drops...

Yukinoshita did not expect to receive such a surprise. At this moment, she covered her face and did not dare to look at Mitsuha Miyamizu. Compared with Mitsuha Miyamizu, his student is simply, simply...

Forget it, I can't say this. The people who really should be sad are his parents. It's too cruel to me.

Even so, she couldn't accuse Hojo Kyosuke of being wrong at all. Because the other party was really serious and followed the action breakdown chart he gave meticulously.

Yukinoshita looked up at the man with sweat on his forehead, his slender and beautiful eyebrows almost wrinkled into a mess.

The girl knew that she was a perfectionist, but she didn't expect that Hojo Kyosuke, who seemed so lazy and was just getting along, had such paranoia and seriousness.

Now, doesn't it really turn out to be what Mitsuha Miyamizu said?

The students' ability is enough to complete the teacher's teaching plan, but the teacher's teaching plan is not enough to guide the students to achieve the goals.

Yukinoshita's chest felt so tight that she wanted to vomit blood.

Generally speaking, you should have learned it by now. Is that guy Kyosuke Hojo cursed by God? Trading dancing for his outstanding talents in other areas?

Looking at that handsome face, the girl felt a sense of defeat in her heart. If this was a competition between her and Hojo Kyosuke, then she would have to admit defeat...

Unless, she uses the power of Mitsuha Miyamizu who might be helpful.

But, then...

"Kyosuke still can't dance as usual."

Yamauchi Sakura sighed:

"But Yukino-chan is really amazing, she can actually teach Kyosuke to this extent."

The look she looked at Yukinoshita was full of surprise and satisfaction. This was the person she carefully selected. Only with such paranoia could she look at Kyosuke.

"It still doesn't work. I can't accept this level." Yukinoshita said painfully.

She never thought that she would feel such pain and frustration from a man, but it was not because the other man was too strong, but because she was not strong enough.

Hojo Kyosuke

The girl didn't know if this was Yamauchi Sakura's way of making her fall in love with Hojo Kyousuke, so she had to admit that this name had left an indelible mark on her heart.

However, if that idiot Sakura has really been planning all this since he ran for the leader of the red team, then this would be too scary.

Yukinoshita looked at Yamauchi Sakura, and for a moment she felt that her bright yellow amber-like eyes were full of pride.

That smile was like a demonic hand that was covering the sky and grabbing at her.

"I didn't expect that dance could be performed in such a way." Mitsuha Miyamizu said amusingly.

This is not a mechanical dance, it is more like the teacher saying "like this, like this, like this again" when teaching, but when it comes to Hojo Kyosuke's place, only "like this" is left.

What stands out is a weirdness.

"The frame-dropping method!"

Eiriri completely forgot about her plan to teach Hojo Kyosuke to dance. She was looking at Yamauchi Sakura's cell phone, covering her stomach with one hand and laughing until tears flowed out.

"I dare say that no one here can do this!"

Hojo Kyousuke threw aside the carpet that was almost broken into several pieces, and sat down on the wooden floor. He put his hands behind his back and stretched his long legs. He no longer felt embarrassed at all.

I was even thinking shamelessly, as expected of me, even Justice Superman was defeated by me

"Sawamura-kun, I remember you were urging Kyousuke to go home quickly a few days ago and teach him how to dance? Now is the time for you to show your strength."

Perhaps Eiriri's hearty laughter was so enviable that she caught the witch's gaze. Kasumigaoka's usually cold voice could even be called enthusiastic now.

But the man who was able to kill the red-eyed witch at the peak of his combat power shrank like a cat being grabbed by the scruff of the neck.

"Well, I am also responsible for taking care of these two children."

The blond lady's cheeky smile stopped momentarily, and a sneer appeared on her face. She only taught some dance in the first grade because of her mother's whim. He Dehe could teach Kyousuke.

"Sachiko, Kobayashi, you have already caused so much trouble to that sister, I will show you around next."

Yotsuba shouted out that the two of them had visited enough, but she hadn't been anywhere yet. Raising troops for a thousand days and using them for a while, it was time for them to show them around.

"No trouble, no trouble..."

Eiri couldn't bear to let the two of them sweetly call "sister" as a shield, but the order of the shrine maiden Yotsuba was absolute. The two girls trotted to Yotsuba's side, and the three of them walked towards them muttering. The courtyard.

"hehe……"

The girl looked around, looking for a new excuse:

"That's right! Today is the day for Mitsuha to teach Kyousuke!"

Yes, Mitsuha's visit was rare, so it would be inhumane for him to steal the time she spent with Kyosuke.

Yinglili nodded with satisfaction and applauded her own moral values.

…

Miss, do you want to listen to what you are saying? Isn’t this the right time to go up and cause trouble? Kasumigaoka looked at the girl with a proud face speechlessly.

After hearing this, Mitsuba smiled with satisfaction, stood up, and stretched out her jade-like white and flawless hands to Hojo Kyousuke who was sitting on the ground.

"Come on Kyosuke, it's my turn to teach you."

It doesn't matter if you can teach them well or not, it doesn't matter if you lose to that Yukinoshita, what matters is that you and Kyousuke dance well in front of them.

The girl saw Hojo Kyousuke's previous performance, and the confidence in her heart quietly disappeared, but she knew what was most important.

Someone looked at the little hand in front of him. Under the sunlight, the green-white fingers seemed to be glowing, and every line on the palm was clearly visible. If it weren't for the wrong timing, he would have wanted to pull Sanye into his arms and carefully count the lines on his palms.

If it had been Yukinoshita, he would definitely have taken the opportunity to rest for a while, but the teacher was Mitsuha Miyamizu, so he grabbed the little hand and stood up. He didn't deliberately create the popular comedy of pulling the girl into his arms too hard. Alas, there were too many people.

After standing up, he looked around and saw that everyone was still staring at him closely.

this……

Zhihua, didn’t you always get into the studio as soon as you came back? Why are you so free today? Didn’t your minister say that he will recommend you to the magazine next month?

Yinglili, are you ready for the book that will be released on the website next week?

Kasumigaoka...

Just as he was thinking of Shiba-senpai, Hojo Kyosuke saw her closing the book.

"You don't have to call me for dinner later. I want to sleep until tomorrow morning."

She raised her little hand and yawned, then walked upstairs with her snow-white thighs.

Yawning is indeed the most contagious disease in the world. Ying Lili also yawned immediately, and her eyelids felt heavy.

Well, I must be too tired from painting yesterday.

Although she couldn't remember whether she painted last night, she could definitely put it all on when she felt tired.

"Remember to call me when you have dinner later. I'll take a nap first."

When Yukino heard about the dinner, she immediately remembered that it was her turn today, smiled at Hojo Kyousuke, and then walked into the kitchen, followed by Naohua, they were in a group.

The originally crowded sofa was suddenly filled with only Sakura, Megumi, and Yukinoshita.

Looking at Sakura's shining eyes, Hojo Kyosuke knew that there was no way she would leave. But Megumi, why do you look so similar to Sakura! Are you infected?

Hojo Kyosuke didn't even look at Yukinoshita, knowing that this stern teacher would never leave.

"Come on, let's get started."

Mitsuba looked at Hojo Kyousuke with gentle eyes and began to hum the music softly. This was completely a piece of cake for her.

"Get ready, start~"

Under Mitsuha's command, Hojo Kyosuke suddenly stepped back with his right foot again. Without the carpet, his foot made a loud sound on the wooden floor.

"Okay~ stop here."

Mitsuha's voice was very soft. She knelt down and held Hojo Kyosuke's ankles with both hands, asking him to retract his legs to their original positions.

Someone only felt that the girl's hand was cold, which made his skin feel very comfortable after the strenuous exercise. The strength of the little hand was very gentle, as if he was holding something fragile.

"Kyosuke, you don't need to use force this time, just follow my hand."

The voice was as gentle as coaxing a child, making Yotsuba's eyes widen as she stood on the lawn of the living room watching.

Who is that! My sister is possessed by something! ? Why so gentle! Where is the pointer when you teach me to dance? If you use so much force, you must have too much energy to use. You should punish Kyosuke-san by repeating that action ten thousand times! Didn't you eat? Use your hands harder. Only if Kyousuke-nii feels pain will he have a long memory!

Yotsuba's mind was filled with images of the time when Itomori was being taught by her sister and grandmother. At that time, her grandmother and sister were very strict. Even if she cried and wanted to be lazy, she would not be able to do it. She would always be served by a bamboo pointer. Although the massage they gave me in the end was very comfortable, the previous learning process was simply torture!

but now!

Looking at the woman with a gentle face, humming a song, and holding Kyousuke's smelly feet in her hands, Yotsuba felt extremely strange, and her little face was twisted with jealousy.

Sanye didn't know what the little one outside the door was thinking, and even if she knew, she wouldn't care. When she was taught by her grandmother, it was much harder than that. She brags about being a shrine maiden all day long. She doesn’t know how to give a speech or perform a kagura dance. How can she be the daughter of the Miyamizu family?

After squatting down, the girl's nostrils were immediately filled with the masculine scent of Hojo Kyosuke, and crimson clouds appeared on her cheeks.

He hummed a little tune from the beginning: "Okay, let's start, follow my hand~"

She still gently held Hojo Kyousuke's ankle, not worried that she would be kicked away like a carpet.

Someone's ankle was held by the girl's delicate little hands, and he immediately entered a state of losing all resistance. Listening to Sanye's hum, he felt even better, and the bones in his body became much lighter.

Following the girl's gentle strength, he stepped back slightly with his right foot and completed the first movement naturally.

"Very good, put your feet back." Sanye said with satisfaction.

"Come on, do it yourself now."

Hojo Kyosuke acted as he was told, and indeed there was no frame drop. He now fully understands the reason for the high fees for personal training classes in gyms, and it is indeed worth it.

"Sikuni~~" Kato Megumi exclaimed in a low voice.

It turns out that this is how dancing is taught. The girl’s eyes widened and she clapped softly, feeling that the door to a new world had been opened.

Yukinoshita also opened her small mouth, looking at Hojo Kyosuke's skillful and natural retreat. For a moment, the girl wondered whether the man was acting to deliberately make herself look embarrassed, and cooperated with Sakura to PUA herself.

But she quickly rejected this idea, because wouldn't it be exactly the same as Mitsuha Miyamizu said before, that teachers who are not strong enough will only find problems in their students.

Of course, she further thought about whether Mitsuha Miyamizu and the three of them would act together, but that would be too terrifying, almost becoming The Truman World.

So, Yukinoshita gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.

"Let me try it!"

As a perfect beautiful girl, she is never afraid to admit her shortcomings.

This sounds contradictory, but it is precisely because he can constantly learn better things from the outside world to supplement himself that Yukinoshita Yukino is a perfect existence.

With this thought in her mind, the girl stood up from the sofa.

Kato Megumi's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at Kyousuke and Mitsuha in front of her, then raised her head and looked at Yukinoshita Yukino, her black bob swaying cutely with her movements.

try it? Yukinoshita-san, what do you want to try? Would you like to try what it feels like to hold Kyousuke's feet?

The girl's big eyes were full of doubts, and Yotsuba who was standing on the lawn outside the door also had wide eyes.

Have these people lost their minds? Teaching people to dance is not like this at all! Use the pointer to hit Kyousuke-nii hard! The little girl looked at it and wanted to break a piece of green bamboo in the courtyard and stuff it into the hands of her elder sister and Yukinoshita.

If necessary, she can also stand by as a supervisor. If the elder sister or the Yukinoshita elder sister hits lightly, she will give it to them and ask them to hit Kyosuke-nii harder!

Thinking of this, Yotsuba couldn't help but think of the bicycle in the warehouse at home that was covered with gorgeous stickers, the bicycle Kyousuke made for her when he entered her sister's body, and her heart couldn't help but soften.

Okay, no need to use bamboo, just hit it with your hands. If it hurts you, it will hurt me too.

But it is obvious that the world will not run according to Yotsuba's will.

Hearing Yukinoshita's voice, Mitsuba was slightly startled. She raised her face and looked at Hojo Kyosuke, who was also stunned, and both of them smiled helplessly.

Although they only got along for a short time, combined with the harsh teacher Kyousuke had complained about to her before, Mitsuha had a rough understanding of Yukinoshita's character and knew how stubborn he was.

"どうぞ（Please）"

She smiled and stepped aside, sitting back next to Sakura. The latter quickly handed over a cup of barley tea and raised his little hand to fan the wind. Like the coaches and players taking a break in the boxing ring.

Now, Hojo Kyosuke is about to face his second opponent.

Standing in front of Hojo Kyousuke, Yukinoshita, who is 1.65 meters tall, is only half a head shorter. He has the perfect proportions to put his feet down and lower his head to kiss.

The girl's light blue eyes were full of fighting spirit, which made Kyosuke Hojo want to draw his sword. However, suddenly, the girl's lips parted slightly and she hummed:

"Du~du~du~dududu~"

"Hahahahaha"

Someone laughed before he could draw his sword. Yukinoshita, who had a serious face, made such a cute voice. It was really hilarious.

"Be serious and follow my rhythm!" Yukinoshita frowned, why didn't this guy laugh when Mitsuha hummed!

"Hahahahaha~~"

"Please don't influence those outside the venue!"

Yukinoshita's eyebrows were almost furrowed. That idiot Sakura was really only doing him a disservice.

"Start from the beginning, pay attention to my password. Du~du~du~dudu~Okay, move your right leg back."

Because Hojo Kyousuke had already learned this action, Yukinoshita did not squat down to hold his feet, but focused on the next turning action.

"Very good, raise your right hand."

She imitated Mitsuha Miyamizu's movements and tightly held Hojo Kyosuke's arms with both hands to assist him in completing the movements.

The girl didn't take this physical contact to heart. After all, if she showed her timidity at this time, that guy Sakura would definitely make loud noises, and she would say something that she couldn't even think of.

This is just normal teaching!

Thinking this, feeling the stiff muscles on Hojo Kyosuke's arms under his loose sleeves, the girl's cheeks quietly turned red.

It's okay, this is normal! Wasn't Miyami Mitsuha's face red just now? It’s abnormal if you don’t become famous!

Perhaps because of the teacher Kyousuke Hojo, the girl unconsciously classified herself and Mitsuha Miyamizu into the same category.

To Yukinoshita's relief, the effect of this kind of physical contact teaching was really good. Hojo Kyousuke's arms were not stiff at all, and he lifted them up smoothly, up, up...

In Yotsuba's stunned expression, Yukinoshita Yukino, who was still holding on to her thick arm, was lifted up by Hojo Kyosuke.

The two people were face to face and stuck together!

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