Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"What kind of secret creation! This is a company, you dirty girl full of pornographic waste!"

A certain blond idiot, who became more and more arrogant the happier he got, muttered under his breath.

"In this case we should stay and help, what do you think, Kato-san?"

"Hurry up, go back and help Aunt Mijiko prepare lunch!"

Eiri pushed the backs of Kasumigaoka and Kato Megumi and personally sent them out of the company.

When the girl returned to the president's office, she saw Hojo Kyosuke gently wiping the blade of "Shirogane" with a hand towel he found from nowhere.

Seeing Kyosuke's focused eyes on Baodao and his gentle and careful movements, Eirili felt a bitter taste in her mouth and couldn't help but pucker her lips.

Really, I should give him a bottle of Coke so that he can drink it and be done with it!

Although, although the girl specially prepared the gift because she knew that Hojo Kyosuke liked the sword, at this moment she actually experienced a strange feeling that she often saw in books.

No wonder the wives of swordsmen commit suicide.

Thinking this, Eiriri angrily walked behind Hojo Kyosuke who was sitting on the sofa.

"You're back."

I've been back a long time ago! Did you just see such a big person now?

The girl yelled in her heart, and then pretended to say casually:

"This knife is so beautiful."

"yes."

Hojo Kyosuke smiled and responded, "It's really good. The knife made by modern technology is really good. Even if I cut iron just now, it didn't damage the blade." The winding blade called Inazuma, which is as winding as lightning, is still as beautiful as ever.

It's really good. It is indeed a gift carefully selected by Yinglili. Even Hojo Kyosuke felt that the gift he prepared for Eiri was a bit too simple.

What a piece of shit! Isn’t it just a piece of rotten iron?

The girl who just now proudly showed off to Kasumigaoka how much effort she had wasted to find this precious sword was now staring at the knife held by Hojo Kyosuke as if it were a thorn in her side.

"It is indeed a sword forged by a master." She continued to induce while holding back her anger.

"Techniques are indeed very important, but what is more important is the progress of smelting technology." Hojo Kyosuke said seriously. This is not a sharp blade that can be made with the craftsmanship of a welding pen with bare hands.

"yes."

If you like me then, let dad send you to blacksmith too!

"Better looking than me?"

Yinglili suddenly asked, she wanted to see if this idiot chore would really say...

"How can it be!"

Before the girl could finish her thoughts, she was interrupted by a decisive voice.

"The reason why this knife looks good is because it was given to me by you Eiriri. If it wasn't called 'Silver', I would have given it to Kisaki to help maintain it."

Saying this, Hojo Kyousuke stopped moving his hands, turned his head, and looked suspiciously at Eiri, who had a smile on his face and was still twisting and turning.

Is this guy jealous of a knife?

"Eiriri, are you jealous?" Even Hojo Kyosuke felt a little incredible. This knife was given to him by Eiriri just now!

"Ah! How could anyone be jealous of a knife!"

The smile on Yinglili's face, which was so happy that she couldn't help but twist her body, froze, and then she immediately straightened her face and scolded her coldly.

You are 100% jealous!

Confirming his suspicion, Hojo Kyosuke decisively ended the maintenance work on the knife and said with a smile:

"I think so. How can a knife be more beautiful than a person, let alone you Yinglili?"

"Huh huh huh, isn't that natural?"

Yinglili tried her best to keep a serious look, but she seemed to be smiling.

"Next time, I'll give you something better next time!"

With that said, the girl walked around the sofa and sat next to Hojo Kyosuke, then reached out and picked up the silver on the table.

"Go on, haven't you cut fruit before? If you don't take good care of it, it will rust, right? Is this how you treat the gift I gave you?"

"..."

Hojo Kyosuke shook his head and chuckled a few times, without trying to expose the girl's little thoughts, and took the knife from her hand. With Yinglili's carefree character, he was worried that the other party would be hurt.

Pointing to the maintenance kit provided on the table, he introduced the use of each item one by one.

"I have just finished cleaning the blade, and the next step is to use polishing powder to polish the blade. I just use this powder ball to gently tap it on the sword body, and the powder inside will come out. Then I wipe it with a soft cloth and polish it. .”

After saying that, he picked up the mallet-like pink ball in the box and handed it to Yinglili. He turned the knife sideways and placed it in front of the two of them with the blade facing outward.

Ying Lili took the pink ball, held the wooden handle, and looked at the gleaming sword blade with some fear in her heart. But then he thought, if a zombie virus suddenly breaks out in Tokyo, then when Kyousuke chops off the zombie's head with the knife he gave him, wouldn't it be equivalent to protecting him?

As soon as this idea appeared, the girl immediately felt that the work of maintaining the sword was really important.

boom

The pink ball filled with polishing powder collided with the sword blade, making a soft knocking sound.

The girl turned her head and cast a questioning look at the boy next to her. What she saw was an expression of doting and affirmation.

"Humph, it's not that difficult~" The voice was extremely excited. It was obviously a boring thing, but it became so interesting in an instant.

Dong-dong-dong, she kept tapping on the sword until the entire knife was covered with white powder.

"Then you wrap the blade with a soft cloth and wipe it back and forth, right?"

After saying that, before Hojo Kyosuke could speak, Eiri picked up a soft blue cloth on the table and held the blade between her thumb and palm.

"It's up to me to do this. I'll get hurt if I'm not careful."

Looking at Eiriri's movements, Hojo Kyosuke said quickly.

"Fool!"

Seeing his anxious look, the girl cursed first, then lowered her head and muttered in a low voice:

"If you were worried about me getting hurt, wouldn't you hold my hand!"

Um? Hojo Kyosuke's eyes widened.

"What are you doing standing still? Do you want me to teach you such a small thing?"

The girl's voice was soft and inaudible at first, and then became delicate and confident.

Really, what is this idiot still thinking?

Eirili raised her head and looked at Hojo Kyousuke with her little face raised. When she saw the shocked expression on the other person's face, she quickly lowered her head like a hamster hiding in sawdust.

“Or are you nervous because you’ve never held a girl’s hand before?

Come on, now I give you permission to hold my hand! "

Listening to the girl's shy words that seemed like a confession, Hojo Kyousuke suppressed the shock in his heart and murmured:

"Oh~"

Then, he immediately held Ying Lili's soft and slender hand.

What a sin, Hojo Kyosuke, how could you waste such beautiful hands on maintaining your sword? She shouldn't be holding such an ominous thing!

"What a stupid chore!" Eiri muttered in a low voice, and then covered Kyosuke's hand with her other hand.

The two people's movements seemed to be that of a girl holding Hojo Kyousuke's hand with both hands and cleaning the knife.

Feeling the soft flesh and slender finger bones of Eiri's little hand, Hojo Kyousuke felt very relaxed and happy.

Don't blame him for such a big reaction, Ying Lili rarely behaves like this. Really, no wonder this idiot has been thinking about driving other people away to be alone with herself. Is this all part of her plan?

While thinking about it, he held Yinglili's little hand and slowly rubbed it on Baiyin's sword. He decided that he would never stop even if the knife was ground to ashes today!

Because of the action, the two of them are now cuddling tightly together.

Feeling the heat coming from beside her and listening to the powerful breathing, Yinglili's attention was no longer on the knife. Her big eyes quietly drifted to the left from time to time. The hand holding the knife had no strength for a long time. Only the right hand covering Hojo Kyousuke's hand was trying to open up, as if to hold his hand entirely.

The initial fear of swords had long been forgotten. She never knew that maintaining a sword was such a joyful thing. At this moment, she decided that she would never stop even if the blade was completely ground to dust!

Wait, is this idiot suddenly confessing his love at this time?

If you think about it carefully, now is the time to end the battle and win a complete victory.

The two people who were fighting hard were clinging to each other, maintaining their weapons and bandaging their wounds. Holding the weapon that protected the lives of the two of them, Kyosuke said in a low and steady voice that no matter what danger he encountered, he would definitely use the sword in his hand to protect himself. As long as he is alive, he will never put himself in any danger, so please leave the rest of your life to him.

Hang Chi Hang Chi——

Thinking of this, the girl's little nose burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"Yah da yo!"

Although both the scene and the confession are full marks, no matter what, this kind of thing should not be said while holding a sword. It will give people an ominous premonition that the two of them will wander around the world in the future. Sure enough, we should confess our love when our anime is successfully released!

Huh? Did Kyosuke want to confess his feelings when "One Punch Man" was released? Just because there were too many people at that time, so he was embarrassed?

Really, this person is too arrogant and easily shy!

This is not a good habit. Just have one tsundere in the family. If both couples are tsundere, the romantic comedy will turn into something strange like "Our Dirty Word Dictionary".

I have to go back and ask my mother how to solve this situation. I can't let myself confess first, right?

Etc., etc!

Shouldn't we first consider whether to accept that idiot's confession? When did the situation change to the point where I had to confess my love first? Is this true? I am a lady! How far does this guy want to destroy a lady's self-esteem before he is happy!

Thinking this, Yinglili woke up from her inner world, raised her head and glared at the fool beside her.

"You! Don't wait for others to take the initiative in everything, let me use my subjective initiative!"

"ha?"

Hojo Kyosuke opened his mouth wide. What was this idiot who had been stunned for a long time talking about? Could it be that she discovered that the polishing had already been completed?

"Oh alright."

He raised his right hand and said regretfully:

“Next, clean off the polish and then apply oil.”

Upon hearing this, the girl was so anxious that tears almost flowed out. She had already made plans to sit here and sharpen her sword all day long!

"idiot!"

Who is Hojo Kyosuke, "Erin Language Level 10"! Hearing this idiotic sound, he immediately knew what the girl was thinking, and said with a smile:

"Oh oh oh, it's not over yet, next is the second polishing! Keep going, keep going!"

"That's pretty much it. This is the knife I gave you, so treat it well!"

"Yes, yes." I don't know who was still jealous before. If I really treat him well, I'm afraid Bai Yin will be thrown into the trash can tomorrow.

"But you must not look at the knife with very gentle eyes, let alone take care of it as seriously as you do with me now!"

Yinglili warned with some worry.

"Yes, yes, yes." Sure enough, this fool was just jealous. He couldn't be more jealous.

The polishing work continued again. After wiping back and forth twice, Erili was no longer satisfied with holding Hojo Kyousuke's big hand because of her previous thoughts. She couldn't help but turn her head and look at the face of the boy next to her, gasping hard, trying to Warm breath blew onto the other person's face.

Hojo Kyosuke turned his head and looked at Eiri with raised eyebrows, wondering what on earth this idiot was doing and why the fragrance on his body became so strong.

Yes, the girl's unique body fragrance became extremely strong from just now, wrapping his whole body in it and making him feel hungry.

Come on, you should have something to say now!

Yinglili blinked her eyes hard, hinting wildly.

Even if Hojo Kyosuke's "Eiriri Language" is level 10, he is a little confused at the moment. He can only blink his eyes, and at the same time, he has to pay attention to prevent Eiriri's little hands from getting scratched.

Fool! Confess quickly!

Say you will always protect me with the knife in your hand and defeat all the bad guys, just like you did today!

Yinglili blinked her big blue eyes hard.

Doesn’t she want to be polished?

Hojo Kyosuke guessed.

"Yinglili, do you want to start working?" he asked carefully.

"Idiot! No!" The girl went crazy. Even though she was so awkward, she could still feel her sincerity. He was obviously so smart before! Could it be that he really called Kyousuke an idiot because he called him an idiot every day?

"Smart guy!" she shouted suddenly.

"Oh~~I know! Yinglili, are you hungry?"

To save others by oneself, Hojo Kyosuke made a guess. Although he already knew what Yinglili must have been fantasizing about just now, he was not a god after all. How could he have imagined that Yinglili would hide under the sawdust like a hamster after her direct attack.

"Oh, stupid, stupid, stupid!"

The girl sighed in defeat, feeling that calling her smartass wouldn't save her.

"I'm here to treat you today. What do you want to eat?" Yinglili also felt a little hungry after the idiot chore said this.

"I can do anything. I'll eat whatever you want."

"Hurry up, what's your favorite thing to eat?" Ying Lili urged.

what do you like eating?

Hojo Kyosuke was stunned. He seemed to be rarely asked this question.

"Yinglili, are you confessing your love? Generally speaking, asking someone what their favorite food is means that you like this person." He looked at the girl next to him in a daze, and unexpectedly saw the pair of bright blue eyes. Their eyes met.

"Huh? Where do you think this is a third-rate story? Come on, what is your favorite food?" Ying Lili mumbled and asked again coquettishly.