Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Time moves forward. The rally just started.

Hojo Kyosuke looked boredly at the subordinates below who were happily treating Dongwan like a side dish on a plate. I really want to tell them that Commander Dong Wan is very capable, so be careful of overturning the situation.

It's so boring. Let's end the meeting quickly and go find Celty for a ride. This time I will take her. Thinking of the shock wave that he was about to enjoy, Hojo Kyousuke's heart swayed, and then he stretched out

Yawn~

Before his eyes opened, Hojo Kyousuke realized that the outside environment had changed. Because part of the light has passed through the eyelids and hit the retina, and there is absolutely no such bright light at Nezu Shrine.

After calming down, Hojo Kyousuke cautiously opened his eyes.

"Sanye, what's wrong? If you're too sleepy, go and rest first."

The person speaking was a silver-haired old woman wearing a black bathrobe, and she should be talking to herself.

"Yeah, it doesn't matter." Hojo Kyosuke smiled and shook his head, then lowered his head and pretended to start doing something.

As a time-traveler, he is very familiar with this kind of bridge. It is just a second time-travel, but I feel sorry for those girls...

Wait, girl? ? ?

This body named Sanye is actually a woman!

Hojo Kyousuke lowered his head and could easily see the chest that was held up by the brick red yukata. Then he felt something strange about his body.

Is it popular now to travel through time and become a woman?

Hojo Kyousuke complained while quickly looking at the surrounding environment.

In front of him were several knitting machines, and the things they weaved seemed to be something called knots, and he had one in his hand before.

Next to her, there was a little girl with two braids and a pink yukata, who was winding the thread onto an hourglass-shaped winder.

Hojo Kyosuke reached out and picked up a winder and looked at it carefully.

"Put it in the third empty space on the opposite side, Mitsuha, what are you doing?" The silver-haired old woman lowered her head, eyes slanting upward, and looked at Hojo Kyosuke through the blank area above her reading glasses.

"Okay." Hojo Kyousuke continued to smile, and then he would act according to the old woman's instructions.

Then looking at the round weaver in front of him, he fell into silence. The third one? Count from left to right or from right to left? Should we start counting from the blue one or the red one?

"Sister, you are so stupid. You even said that you want me to concentrate. You are not a confused person yourself. This is what grandma was talking about!"

The little girl with braids put down the winder in her hand and directly took Kyousuke Hojo's hand to put the winder in the correct position.

It turns out that this old woman is the grandmother of this body.

"Mitsuha, please stay and guide Yotsuba." Grandma glanced at Hojo Kyousuke again.

"Okay!" the little girl Yotsuba cheered, then squeezed away from Hojo Kyosuke and sat in front of the knitting machine.

This body is so weak, a little girl can push me away. Hojo Kyosuke sat quietly on his knees, looking at the room and thinking to himself.

Not sure whether she wanted to educate Hojo Kyosuke or tell her a story to cheer her granddaughter up, grandma started telling a story.

"You have to listen to the sound of the knots to allow emotions to flow between time, people and the knots."

Hojo Kyosuke confirmed that he was educating himself, but he still kept smiling. Yes, just keep smiling when you don't know what's going on.

Yotsuba retorted: "Knots can't talk."

"Siye, you made the wrong thread just now!" Grandma scolded.

"Ah." Siye corrected quickly.

"I think grandma means to let you concentrate more." Hojo Kyosuke smiled and said to blame. As a standard bastard, you must learn to nod, agree, and applaud, so that others will not find out that you are a bastard who knows nothing. Son.

Grandma continued:

"In the knots we weave, we have engraved the history of this knot for a thousand years. Listen, it can be traced back 200 years ago. A fire broke out in the bathroom of Sekigoro's house, which sold straw sandals, and the whole place was burned down. God The palace and old documents were burned to the ground, which is commonly known as the Great Fire of Sekigoro.”

Bathroom fire? And burned all this piece?

I'm afraid it's not a natural disaster causing destruction. Since there is no record, why not just make up a short story about forest fire prevention to warn children? After all, Neon people like to do this kind of thing the most.

Hojo Kyosuke complained in his heart, and April complained directly: "Huh? Did you use his name? Mr. Sekigoro is so pitiful."

Haha, what a cute little girl. Hojo Kyosuke laughed out loud in his heart. Look, isn’t this the warning effect? If you don't want a fire named after you, just be nice.

"And my idiot son-in-law, who gave up his priesthood and ran away from home, still wants to join politics! What does he want?" Grandma said angrily.

Oh, he's a priest, and he's also in politics. This identity is quite complicated.

yawn

Although he was usually very energetic while driving on the highway, Hojo Kyousuke felt very sleepy now.

"Mitsuha, if you feel sleepy, go and rest first. Just number before the Kagura dance. Yotsuba, you should go and rest too." Grandma said

"Okay, grandma, you should go to bed early." Hojo Kyosuke stood up directly. He was really sleepy.

He followed Yotsuba silently all the way. This home was quite big, with various unfamiliar buildings connected by corridors.

"Sister, why are you following me? Your room is next door." Siye turned her head and looked at her sister who had been following her.

"Oh, I remembered that Yotsuba hadn't said good night yet." Hojo Kyosuke said casually.

"Good night, stupid sister!" Yotsuba said and slammed the door.

Shaking his head, Hojo Kyosuke opened the next room and walked in.

Turning on the light, a somewhat messy room came into view.

There is a stuffed bear sitting against the wall, scattered books, a hair dryer, a jewelry box... and a full-length mirror.

【Your name·Mitsuha Miyamizu (protagonist)】

Weird, there is a cursor. So am I involved in something?

Hojo Kyosuke thought of Celty, the headless horseman from "Hellless Horseman Chronicles". If that kind of inhuman existence existed, it wouldn't be strange for him to enter the body of this girl named "Miyamizu Mitsuha".

However, she is really a pretty girl. Hojo Kyousuke looked at "himself" in the mirror wearing a solid-color yukata.

You can't possibly sleep in this bathrobe, right? Clothes will be wrinkled.

Hojo Kyosuke reached his hands behind his back, found the knot formed by his belt and pulled it gently.

Undoing the belt in circles, the yukata suddenly became loose. Hojo Kyosuke held the collar and took it off, and the brick red yukata slipped quietly.

Looking at the body emitting holy light that appeared in the mirror, Hojo Kyosuke's throat trembled. Perhaps because she was wearing a yukata, the girl named Mitsuha did not wear a bar.

So real...

He raised his hands nervously.

No, no, how could you do such unscrupulous things to other people's bodies? Hojo Kyousuke severely condemned himself.

Yawn~

Hojo Kyousuke stretched out and turned off the light, lying on the quilt. After covering himself with the quilt, his hands naturally caressed his chest.

Huh? Is the owner of this body used to sleeping like this?

You can't blame me. Hojo Kyosuke closed his eyes.