Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Raising his hands, Hojo Kyousuke tried his best to show himself harmless, and at the same time, the magical smile that Celty said was on his face appeared again.

What a foul. Looking at those eyes, no one would have the heart to do anything to him.

Celty, who had originally planned to use the black mist to transform into a rope and tie up Hojo Kyosuke, stopped, and the black mist in the living room slowly retracted from his body.

"Are you really not that person's helper?" Celty carefully handed the pad to Hojo Kyosuke.

"It's really not true. I'm the boss of the Bosozoku clan. How could a traffic detective ask me for help?"

With that said, Hojo Kyosuke took out his cell phone, found the photos Sakurara sent him and took them while racing on the Tokyo Loop, and handed them to Celty.

Celty lowered her head and looked at the photo of Hojo Kyosuke, who was wearing a special attack suit and riding a Big Mac motorcycle, surrounded by many delinquents, then raised his head and looked at the gentle and messy Hojo Kyosuke, then lowered his head and looked again. Looked up……

"can not tell."

Although Celty didn't explain what he couldn't see, Hojo Kyosuke still guessed it.

"Haha, it's only been a week since I became a delinquent."

"But it looks interesting." Celty pointed to a photo of Hojo Kyosuke and the others driving side by side on the Tokyo Loop Line.

"It's really fun to go driving with my friends. The one next to me is Maki Kyousuke. He should be quite famous in the Tokyo bosozoku circle."

"Ah! I've heard of him, Maki Kyousuke, the Maki who drives Guren ZⅡ!"

Seeing how Celty eagerly handed over the pad, Hojo Kyosuke could imagine the excitement in her words.

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Next, Celty kept asking questions about the Bosozoku, and it was obvious that she was really interested.

As for Hojo Kyosuke, as the new boss of the Bosozoku clan who was half-assed, he used bits and pieces of information he heard from everywhere to piece together seemingly powerful words to fool Celty.

"Would you like to go for a ride with us next time?" Hojo Kyosuke invited.

"Okay!" Celty typed this word first, and then retracted the pad.

"But, you know, I am..."

"What is it?"

Celty clutched the pad tightly to her chest, as if she was making up her mind. Then she turned around, seemed to glance at Hojo Kyosuke, and then slowly reached out her hand and took off the Cat helmet.

Such an alluring body should have been matched with an equally beautiful face. But the place where the head should be was empty, and black mist kept rising from the headless snow-white neck, like the flames from hell.

"I am the Headless Horseman!"

Looking at the exclamation point, Hojo Kyousuke automatically imagined Celty's fierce expression and tone when he said this sentence.

"Hahaha, Celty, you are too cute!"

"What!" Celty held out the pad for Kyousuke Hojo to see clearly, and then quickly put the pad back, looking shy.

What happened to this person? You don't feel scary when you see me like this, but think I'm cute?

The cute and brainless Celty couldn't figure it out. It seemed that Hojo Kyosuke was not someone like Silla who had strange habits and liked inhuman beings.

So, does he really think I'm cute in person?

Thinking of this, the black mist emerged from Celty's neck a little faster.

"Don't you think I'm scary?" Celty typed, then held the pad in front of her chest with one hand, waiting nervously and expectantly for Hojo Kyousuke's answer.

"horrible?"

Hojo Kyosuke touched his chin with his right hand and looked Celty up and down.

Seeing Hojo Kyousuke's appearance, Celty became even more nervous and straightened up a little.

horrible? I think it's cute.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. Will you hurt me?" Hojo Kyosuke asked with a smile.

"Of course not!" Celty shook her hand hurriedly.

"Then let's end it. Since he won't hurt me, he is a good person."

"Good person? You say I am a good person?"

After Celty finished typing, he placed a hand on his neck, where the blank space of his head should have been, and waved his hand back and forth.

"Hahahaha, Celty, what are you doing? You're so cute that it's a foul!"

Celty's cute actions made Hojo Kyousuke laugh.

"I don't even have a head, can I still be considered a human being?" Celty typed.

Following her head, she came to human society and passed through one city after another. Unconsciously, Celty slowly blended into the crowd.

After losing the clue of her head, her purpose seems to have changed and she is slowly becoming more like a person.

She works harder than humans, even all year round. She obeys the law and is afraid of the traffic police. I like watching cartoons and cute animals; I will lend a helping hand to a girl in need, and I will help an old woman who has fallen.

Can she be considered a person like this?

Even recently, she noticed that she seemed to have developed a love for the person who let her stay here. Is that love? Or is it just pure gratitude? Celty herself wasn't sure.

On the contrary, that human being seems to love himself deeply, but he loves himself as an inhuman being. Rather than loving himself, it is better to say that he loves "inhuman existence". It doesn't matter if he is the headless horseman or something, as long as he loves himself. It's enough to be a non-human being.

Distressed, confused, unable to understand.

But now, the man sitting opposite him, named Hojo Kyousuke, suddenly came to his door. After he showed him his inhumanity, he still thought he was cute? And he also said he was a good person?

Celty could clearly feel that this man was not a pervert like Silla.

Well, although the person who is deeply loved is herself, Celty still knows clearly that Silla, who is so obsessed with non-human existences and dissected himself with his father when he was just a few years old, is in human There is definitely a pervert inside.

So, does he really think I exist as a human being? Celty desperately wanted to know the answer.

It is strange that inhuman beings long to become human.

"Of course!" Hojo Kyousuke nodded heavily.

"How can humans be such an inconvenience? Sorry, I got involved."

After a smile, Hojo Kyousuke continued with a serious expression:

"Celty, when I said you were cute just now, did you blush?"

"Huh? Of course you will blush if someone says that!" After typing this string of words, Celty reached out to where her face should be and lightly fanned her face, as if to cool down her red face.

"Ah, I have no face!" Celty realized the problem belatedly.

"Hahaha, I can see your shyness and your blushing, so don't worry about whether you are shy or not." Hojo Kyosuke said with a smile.

"But, does having a blush have anything to do with whether I'm human or not?"

Celty asked eagerly. She felt that the question that had been bothering her for a long time seemed to be finally answered.

"Of course it does matter. Humans are the only animals that can blush. Apart from humans, have you ever seen any animal blush?"

Hojo Kyosuke is secretly changing his concept, but he has no choice. The boundary between nonhuman and human is really not something he can clearly explain. He just needs to convince Celty.

"It seems to be true!" Celty typed quickly, and the black mist on her neck rose rapidly with her movements.

"Right, so you are undoubtedly human!" Hojo Kyosuke concluded.

It’s so simple, blushing?

Celty took back the pad, leaned back on the sofa contentedly, and looked into Hojo Kyosuke's eyes again.

It's so gentle. It's a gentleness I've never experienced before.

So that's it, yes, people who met me either yelled "monster" and ran away from me, or looked at me with curious eyes.

Even if there are a few people who are not afraid of me, they just calmly accept that I am a friendly inhuman.

No one has ever treated me as a human being and shown kindness to me.

Looking into those gentle eyes, Celty felt her face turn red again.

"So, Celty, do you want to go for a ride together?"

Hojo Kyosuke invited again. After getting along for such a period of time, he had already fallen in love with this cute headless horseman. It was not the kind of admiration, but the kind of love that he wanted to be friends with.

Just as Celty was about to type, she heard the sound of the door opening.

"Celty, I'm back."

Five thousand words presented!

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Let me make it clear that this book will never turn into urban supernatural powers or anything like that, it is just daily life. The headless horseman here only exists as a special case like the body swapping in "Your Name". A few people with superpowers will not suddenly appear and the worldview will not change.

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