Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Since the Taisho period, when Westernization began, except for special occasions and special professions, most men of status wore formal suits, which was a symbol of progress and openness. However, women usually wore traditional kimonos, with at most a few changes - small sleeves with arrow feather patterns and hakama skirts.

In modern times, such Taisho romance can only be seen in film and television works. After full Westernization, women wear Western dresses, and formal occasions return to the most traditional furisode kimono.

For wealthy families with a long history like the Yukinoshita family, the female family members naturally wear kimonos when attending formal occasions. And this Mrs. Yukinoshita wears kimonos even at home. At this time, her clothes have also changed, from the plain kimonos on weekdays to the middle furisode kimonos with gorgeous patterns and more gorgeous patterns.

With luxurious kimonos and elegant hairstyles, Chiyo Yukinoshita perfectly interprets what a real lady should look like.

This also makes the Tokyo ladies' circle more sympathetic to her - why should such a gentle and virtuous lady suffer such a thing?

"Yono and Yukino have already gone in."

Walking to her husband, Mrs. Yukinoshita spoke first.

"Yeah."

Mr. Yukinoshita nodded, and walked in while greeting the people around him. After entering the elevator, he couldn't help but lower his head and whispered to his wife:

"Actually, there is no need to call Yukino too, right?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Yukinoshita tilted her head slightly.

Yes, it was this posture, that innocent behavior and expression, which had never changed since the two met.

Written as "Innocent and innocent don't understand what you say", read as "What stupid nonsense are you talking about?"

Mr. Yukinoshita's body shook instinctively, which was a reaction that penetrated his blood like a natural reflex.

However, although he was a little nervous and afraid, for the sake of his beloved daughter, the old father still plucked up the courage to resist:

"It's still early, let her come later, right?"

No way, he is such a resolute man. Of course, no matter how tough he is, he is still the first mortal and cannot resist the gods, not to mention the wife who ranks first among the "three goddesses in the family".

After a short silence, the two had already walked into the room that had been booked, and Mrs. Yukinoshita spoke softly:

"This time is different. The invitation we received is different from the invitation my daughter received."

She never talked about private topics in non-private occasions.

"Of course I know this. Yang No received the invitation directly from Hojo Kyosuke. She went to the last Honya Grand Award. I'm talking about Yukino."

Mr. Yukinoshita explained that he had no room to intervene in his eldest daughter's affairs. It was his wife who was training the next generation of heirs. As a trainee, if he dared to say a word, his eldest daughter would reply unceremoniously, "If Dad worked harder, I wouldn't have to work so hard."

Woo woo woo... I really don't know why he, the best father in the world, has to be treated so harshly by his daughter.

And every time at this time, his gentle wife would severely reprimand his daughters, telling them not to treat their father like this. That kind of sternness was even stricter than his daughters were to him. But just as Mr. Yukinoshita was happy with his daughters' sternness, his eldest daughter Yang No was annoyed by it, but seemed to accept it willingly out of a sense of responsibility as the eldest daughter.

What Mr. Yukinoshita found most difficult to accept was that his intimate little daughter Yukino, inexplicably longed for her mother to treat her as harshly as her sister, and then the little daughter would learn from her mother and treat him as a father more harshly. So this is a family, Mr. Yukinoshita often thought.

"I'm talking about Yukino, our little daughter." Mrs. Yukinoshita said with a chuckle.

Hearing this, Mr. Yukinoshita immediately widened his eyes, then he suppressed his inner shock and calmly put the teacup in his hand back on the table, and the whole room was filled with deathly silence. The politician's scheming and cultivation, the results of his wife's strict training for more than ten years are fully reflected in him. He is already a mature politician and a qualified father!

...It should have been like this, but for some reason, the teacup and saucer in Mr. Yukinoshita's hand made a clacking sound.

...What, what nonsense... Is my ear broken?

The old father lowered his head and stared at the turbulent black tea.

Mrs. Yukinoshita seemed to have heard her husband's voice, so a gentle smile appeared on her face and she said softly:

"Yukino and Haruno both received invitations as friends of Hojo-kun."

What? Oh, by the way, Yukino and Hojo-chan are from the same school. Maybe that's why they know each other and invited Yukino.

Huh——I was shocked. Chiyo, why is your level of speaking so low today? Why put Haruno and Yukino together? Haruno is looking for a future husband, and Yukino is just an ordinary friend.

Mr. Yukinoshita explained frantically in his heart. Obviously, he had forgotten what kind of personality his little daughter had and that his poor little daughter had no friends.

"Then..."

With his lips trembling, Mr. Yukinoshita picked up the teacup again and drank the fragrant black tea in one gulp, trying to calm down.

Mrs. Yukinoshita stood up, bent down and filled her husband's cup with a charming figure, then sat back on the sofa and said with a smile:

"Yangno also complained to me, saying that Yukino wanted to steal her husband from her."

"puff----"

Before he could react, Mr. Yukinoshita had spit out all the black tea in his mouth. Fortunately, at the last moment, his strong desire to survive forced him to twist his neck and prevent the tea from contaminating his wife's gorgeous kimono.

"Robbing, robbing my husband!?"

He asked with his eyes widened and stammering in disbelief.

As if vomiting blood, black tea dripped from the corner of the old father's mouth. The red liquid fell on the coffee table and burst open, just like his fragile heart.

Mrs. Yukinoshita glanced at her husband angrily, took out a handkerchief from Rikyu's bag, and gently helped her husband wipe the corners of his mouth.

Normally, Yukinoshita Muneki would unabashedly enjoy his wife's tenderness. He would regard it as a reward for his hard work, just like a seal getting a small fish after a performance. It sounds like a no-brainer, but who can resist a juicy reward?

But at this moment, Mr. Yukinoshita didn't care about enjoying it, and said urgently:

"I've never heard of such a thing!"

The old father's voice was not only excited. Most people would say jumping in a hurry is an adjective, but he really jumped up from the sofa, jumping three feet high. It can be seen that this man can go all over Tokyo just to play mahjong. I am no longer young and energetic.

Shouting words like "I won't listen", "It's impossible", "I don't believe it" and "I'm going to kill that kid", Mr. Yukinoshita walked straight to the door of the room. Of course, he was not going to question his little daughter. , Hmm... Questioning such harsh words was used by his daughters on him, and would never appear on him. He was going to find the damn Hojo Kyosuke.

Which family marries two daughters at once? What are you daydreaming about? !

He retained doubts about his wife's words. He absolutely did not believe that Yukino would do such a thing as snatching her husband from Yangno. Yukino is so slender, like crystal snowflakes that will disappear if you don't pay attention. How could such a lovely daughter be with such an unreasonable person as Yangno... No, it's not unreasonable, it's willful... That's not right either. , although Yangno is a bit strict and naughty, she is still very well-behaved... I feel sorry for my conscience when I say this. In short, Yangno is also very slender, but she is as slender as a glass craft. Once it breaks, it will Harms everything it touches... No, wait, no!

What does it mean to steal a husband? ? Where did your husband come from? Whose husband? !

Mr. Yukinoshita's eyes widened a bit. Isn't it still in the inspection stage? Isn't it true that nothing has been determined yet? The other person’s wishes, and my wishes as a father, I don’t know anything yet...

Why have you become your husband? ?

Gulu...

Swallowing hard, the old father's pace became a few minutes faster...

No, the imaginary scene of slamming open the door and shouting "Kyosuke Hojo, please die!" did not happen. Yukinoshita Muneki, tall and tall in a crisp suit, was gently lifted by two onion-like fingers. Pulled.

Mrs. Yukinoshita just pinched her husband's sleeve with her index finger and thumb and subdued him. This scene reminded people of the ring on the nose of a cow. Even though the cow has the strength of a thousand pounds, the owner only needs to pull the rope lightly. You can call it at will.

What is the way to control a wife? Do you want to learn how to be a strict wife?

Thinking this, Mr. Yukinoshita turned around, his angry expression quickly turned friendly, but his eyes were still a little red:

"What's wrong, Chiyo?" He forced a smile.

"Yangno is just joking."

Mrs. Yukinoshita looked at her husband with smiling eyes.

"Huh—it turned out to be a joke..."

Taking a deep breath, Mr. Yukinoshita sat back on the sofa obediently, but his hands were still trembling.

No joke at all! !

The man knows in his heart that his wife has not been a joker since she was a student. Yangno liked it very much, so much that she wished everyone in the world could become clowns, but she would never dare to joke with her wife. After all, the wife is far more strict with her daughters than the daughters are with herself.

But even if he knew, he could only stop his actions obediently.

Damn, things have gotten so bad, so bad, so bad, so bad.

Kacha Kacha——

The teacup was colliding with the saucer crazily again, and Mr. Yukinoshita could no longer hold the saucer. He was restless and wanted to ask what was going on when he snatched her husband away, but he was afraid of his wife's majesty and did not dare to speak. My wife has already said that she was joking. This is not to explain herself, but to say "enough, shut up."

Among the three goddesses in the family, if Yukino is as slender as crystal snowflakes and will disappear like a phantom if not careful, Yang is as slender as glass handicrafts and will damage everything that comes into contact once broken, then they are among the three goddesses in the family. The wife at the top of God is as slender as a dangerous object.

Aren’t there often things that must be used in industry? It will float in the air, being thin and invisible. Once inhaled, it will cause death silently.

This is Mr. Yukinoshita's "slender" wife. Her dangers are hidden in the subtleties. If she is not noticed, her death is imminent.

After living together for decades before and after marriage, Mr. Yukinoshita has summed up a perfect way of survival. Although it is not excellent, it is enough for him to live harmoniously with the three goddesses in his family.

Just like now, whenever he wants to ask, the survival radar in his head will beep like crazy, telling him that he will die if he asks, so he can only shut up.

If he can't ask his wife, then he can ask his daughter. He cares about his daughter's emotional life. In today's Japanese society, it's hard to find a father as competent as him.

But... No! Not to mention the eldest daughter, if he asks, he will definitely face a thunderous blow. Although Yukino is not as strict as Haruno, how can he bear to ask...

Thinking like this, Mr. Yukinoshita said what he had considered for half an hour in a tone that he thought was the most harmless and would not cause others to be disgusted:

"Haruno, Dad heard that you and Yukino like the same boy."

"Pa——"

Damn, what bullshit am I talking about!

Yukinoshita Souji slapped himself hard in his heart.

Yes, in the end, the smart man took the opportunity when his wife went to talk to other ladies and found his daughter who was drinking alone in the French restaurant of the hotel.

Yukinoshita Haruno put down the wine glass and looked at her father with a strange look.

The girl always hated banquets, and she hated toasts and drinking even more, but today's banquet was obviously different. She was not invited as the heir of the Yukinoshita family, but as a friend of Hojo Kyosuke. Normally, she didn't need to drink, but as if her body remembered, she couldn't help wanting to drink a glass.

It must have been infected by Xiaojing.

She thought so, and then she felt that drinking this time was more enjoyable than before.

I will quietly breathe on this Kyosuke later and let him guess what I drank.

She thought so, and then she waited for her father instead of Hojo Kyosuke.

Her lavender eyes turned, looking at her father with a nervous face, the stern daughter's heart was full of bad water, frowned in a serious manner, and drank another sip of wine with a painful expression. Yang No performed a girl who was entangled in the pain between family affection and love vividly.

Looking at the appearance of his eldest daughter, Mr. Yukinoshita was so heartbroken that he almost cried.

...Ah, no, this man has already cried.

Wuwuwu, my daughter, I don't listen, I don't believe me...

Pulling out a few tissues and handing them to her father, Yang Nai wiped her tears, then she sniffed hard and spoke in a strong manner.

Ah, I owe you two thousand, let's talk about it tomorrow...

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