Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

What can Hojo Kyosuke do? This is Naoka's workshop. He is not a wealthy family like Shiyu and Eriri who have a well-known designer. He has no idea how to make custom clothes. He can only listen to Naoka's words.

So the last part that has not been exercised also has a suitable training program. His body no longer has any weaknesses!

No wonder...

The tailor Naoka-chan really just measured the length and diameter carefully, the length and diameter in various situations, and then let go.

"That's it?"

Someone's question was met with a look of disgust.

Not just this time, like an addiction, in the beginning, Ueno Naoka dragged Hojo Kyosuke into the workshop almost every day on the pretext of measuring data and did whatever he wanted.

"I understand the truth, but there is no need to come every day, right?"

"Boys in adolescence develop very quickly, and the data must be updated in real time to modify the clothes."

Ueno Naoka's words are professional and difficult to refute.

Of course, it is the "uninformed" Hojo Kyosuke who is hard to refute, not Kasumigaoka Utaha and Eriri. Naoka's behavior of occupying a lot of Hojo Kyosuke's time has long aroused public anger, especially the two of them who have serious things to do with Hojo Kyosuke. How could Naoka be a match for Kasumigaoka? She immediately admitted her weakness and changed from measuring once a day to measuring once every two days... once a week.

Let me make it clear in advance that she, Naoka Ueno, is not afraid, but generally private customization is measured once a week or so. She is very professional!

For the suit that Hojo Kyosuke is wearing now, the data was measured for the last time the day before yesterday, and the final modification was completed last night.

Naoka dares to guarantee that even the Queen of England can't enjoy this treatment!

If Kusaka Hero saw Hojo Kyosuke at this moment, I'm afraid he would immediately kneel down and cry and shout, "It turns out that every word I say is praising the greatness of the Lord, not bragging."

The professional dressmaker met the perfect model. When everyone else looked at Hojo Kyosuke with twinkling eyes, Eriri's beautiful eyebrows were tightly knitted together.

How, it seems... Naoka and Kyosuke have become a match made in heaven?

The girl felt chest tightness, grievance, and thought...

Before Eriri could cry, she was pulled away by a hand behind her.

"What are you doing, Mom?"

"Shut up and listen to me."

"Oh."

While everyone was looking at Hojo Kyosuke, Mrs. Sayuri took the time to find her daughter and whispered a few words.

And such a dazzling Hojo Kyosuke, but now he lowered his head and listened carefully to the words of the two people beside him.

"... Hi, hi... um... I know... um, I understand, I will definitely take this matter to heart... Please only tell me about these things, please don't put too much pressure on Sakura... um, everything will be handled properly..."

Hojo Kyosuke nodded frequently, his expression was gentle but his voice was very serious. The couple next to him were full of joy.

The conversation did not stop until the three of them walked into the restaurant. Unlike when Mrs. Sayuri and the other three walked in just now, no girl stood up to claim this couple.

After the three of them walked a few more steps, it was Glass, who had already claimed her mother, who stood up and greeted with a smile:

"Aunt Maki, Uncle Masashi."

Yes, the latecomers were the parents of Hojo Kyosuke and Yamauchi Sakura.

After Hojo Mikiko stood up and affectionately called Maki to come over, saying that the cake was delicious, Sakura lazily called out "Mom and Dad".

This guy really didn't want his parents to come. Although he also wanted them to share the joy of Kyosuke's success, and he knew they wanted to, Sakura knew that if his parents came, they would definitely put crazy pressure on Kyosuke. Kyosuke's life was already difficult today, and even if it was just a drop in the bucket, she wanted to relieve some of the pressure on Kyosuke.

Mrs. Yamauchi walked around the long table, first pulled her daughter's ear with a helpless smile, then sat down and greeted the two strange ladies beside her. Mrs. Nishimiya was very familiar with her. Because of her daughter, the two of them became friends and often went shopping together in Shuimen City.

Mr. Yamauchi looked around and walked to the men's battlefield with familiarity.

Seeing his good neighbor who he hadn't seen for a long time, Hojo Ichiro was in a good mood and was about to laugh out loud, but when he saw the other party's serious expression, he suddenly woke up.

Ah...

It turns out that our relationship is no longer just neighbors. When the child was still young, everyone laughed and said that they would be a family in the future. The relationship was much closer than that of ordinary relatives, but now things have changed.

The old father was sad, and he absorbed all the hatred of all the men at the table into his own strength, and glared at his own unfilial son fiercely. But the unfilial son didn't even look at him, and his posture was so natural that it seemed that the two were not in the same space.

Hmm? ? ?

Hojo Ichiro's eyes widened.

God knows how he survived the long and painful time just now. He just kept thinking that as long as that bastard came, he would be free. But the result...

What happened? Didn't I take the blame for him and hand over the battlefield to him when he showed up?

Looking at the unfilial son who had already sat down and enjoyed the meticulous care of Mr. Yukino and Ms. Okudera, Hojo Ichiro's eyes were bloodshot. He was so angry that he wanted to slam the table and forcibly hand over the battlefield, but he was suddenly held down by two hands on his shoulders, and something was stuffed into his hands.

"What is this?"

Looking at the cup in his hand, he looked at Masato Yamauchi, his once happy and good neighbor, with confusion.

"It's water. I see you're sweating so much, Ichiro. You need more water."

Mr. Yamauchi was all smiles.

"Oh, thank you Yazhi, you are still so good at caring for people."

Ichiro Hojo said gratefully. After hearing this, he felt as if he was already dehydrated, so he picked up the cup and drank it all without hesitation.

"puff----"

As soon as the transparent liquid touched his tongue, Ichiro Hojo spurted out. But Mr. Yukinoshita, who was sitting opposite him, avoided in advance like a prophet.

"Do you think 40-degree vodka is water!?"

The old father opened his eyes and said angrily, but his voice was a little slurred, and the strong stimulation of alcohol made his tongue a little numb.

"Look, my water is transparent, and your water is also transparent, so what is it if it's not water?"

The person who spoke was not Mr. Yamauchi, but Toshiki Miyamizu, and it was he who brought this wine. After getting drunk at the last celebration banquet, he woke up the next day and compared the state of himself and Hojo Kyousuke's father. He guessed that this guy was pretending to be drunk at the banquet, so he had been planning to come back for revenge. After finishing speaking, before Hojo Ichiro could react, he sneered again:

"And this is not 40% vodka, but pure water of life!"

"Ninety-six degrees?! You bastard, you want my life, don't you!?"

Hojo Ichiro jumped up. No wonder his tongue was numb. It turned out that it was not forty degrees but ninety-six degrees! He didn't even dare to get too angry now, for fear that the anger in his heart would ignite his tongue.

"Relax, relax, this is the water of life, it gives life to all things, it won't kill you."

Mr. Spencer, the English gentleman, also laughed.

"I think the water of life means cherishing life and staying away from this water!"

Ichiro Hojo said angrily as he picked up another glass of water and rinsed his mouth. At this moment, he also somewhat guessed why he was being tricked like this.

"..."

The atmosphere on the men's battlefield became very harmonious for a while, and every father had a long-lost smile on his face, except for Hojo Kyousuke's father. But it didn't matter, his son smiled for him.

"Hehehe~ Your father had a great time chatting with Sakura's fathers."

Hojo Mikiko said with a smile.

Hojo Kyosuke nodded happily after hearing this, saying that his father's greatest advantage was that he was good at making friends.

"I was worried that Robin wouldn't get used to it. Kyousuke, you also know that he has unique hobbies. Now that I see that he gets along so well with your father, I feel relieved."

Mrs. Sayuri also smiled and said.

Hojo Kyousuke couldn't believe a word of this. It was right to have unique hobbies, but when it came to communication, a diplomat was not good at communication? It's simply the biggest joke in the world. But he just smiled wider.

Mrs. Yukinoshita and Mrs. Yamauchi also spoke one after another, praising Mr. Hojo, saying that no wonder he could educate such an outstanding person as Hojo Kyosuke, he is indeed an outstanding man, and then they also praised their own husbands by the way, saying that they can work together. , proved that they are all excellent people.

While chatting, the ladies’ topic turned to their daughters at some point.

"Sakura and Kyousuke have been together for almost twenty years."

The first person to fire the shot was Mrs. Yamauchi. Yamauchi Sakura who was sitting aside rolled her eyelids and thought to herself, it's started.

Mrs. Sayuri frowned when she heard this. As a two-dimensional fujoshi, she was most sensitive to creatures like childhood sweethearts. I thought to myself, Kyosuke is only sixteen years old, why are you running away from a childhood sweetheart of twenty years? There is a limit to my nonsense.

But although she was complaining in her heart, she covered her mouth in surprise and said that it was a great fate to be able to live together without moving. In an understatement, he knocked his childhood sweetheart to the ground and turned him into a mere "neighbor".

"Actually, I was opposed to Lily's liking for those otaku things in the past, but I didn't expect that she would meet Kyousuke-kun because of it, and we would do such great things together."

With laughter and words, Mrs. Sayuri introduced her daughter's painter's name "LILY" to Mrs. Yukinoshita and several others beside her.

"Kyosuke-kun not only helped Lily develop her hobbies better, but also helped her improve her health. It's embarrassing to say that we, as parents, don't care about Lily as much as Kyousuke-kun. He knew that Lily liked to stay up late and draw, which led to myopia. She makes many calls every day to remind Lily to rest her eyes and move her body, and also specially..."

"mom--!!"

Sitting aside, Ying Lili's face turned red and she said coquettishly in embarrassment.

Ahhh, really, how can you tell others such a thing!

The girl felt shy in her heart, but at the same time she was inexplicably happy. She just felt that she was worthy of being her own mother, and she had done a good job.

"Haha~~ Lily is so embarrassed. This child has been shy since she was a child. Fortunately, Kyosuke-kun understands her thoughts every time." Mrs. Sayuri smiled.

As happily as Yinglili's mother smiled, the other mothers cursed her for being shameless.

"Yes, Kyousuke-kun is indeed very kind."

A somewhat cold word rang out. What joined the battlefield at this moment was Nishimiya Yaeko, the mother of Nishimiya Glass and a crazy overtime soldier who was used to seeing blood and death and worked in the hospital! Bracket, now no one is working overtime. Back brackets.

"When Glass was bullied when she was a child, it was Kyousuke-kun who stood in front of her. At the age of twelve, he even rebelled against the school and me as a mother for Glass."

It can be seen that Mrs. Nishimiya is not very good at such occasions, but she is still trying to organize her words for her daughter. She also didn't smile as brightly as Mrs. Sayuri, which only gave her words more weight.

Glass is not as confused as Eiri. She knows what her mother is doing. It is a demonstration to others. By showing her bond with Kyosuke-kun, others will retreat.

This is really embarrassing for my mother. This kind of thing must be very hard for her.

The girl didn't complain like Sakura, nor was she coquettish like Eiri. She just smiled, her big eyes curled into crescents.

Mrs. Yukinoshita glanced at her eldest daughter out of the corner of her eye and saw Haruno sitting upright, listening very attentively.

What should I do? There doesn’t seem to be any bitter drama between this idiot daughter and Hojo Kyousuke. If I have to say it, there were a few times when Kyousuke-kun helped Yangono take her home after she drank. Do you want to say, "Since Yangno met Kyousuke-kun, I no longer worry about her safety. Every time she drinks too much, Kyousuke-kun will send her home safely." Or, "Kyosuke-kun is the only one besides me." Someone who drinks better than Haruno"?

Isn't this just pure filial piety?

After thinking for a while, the shadow emperor of the Yukinoshita family smiled and said:

"Yukino has been very good since she was born. She is a little too different among her peers. Even when she entered high school, she was unwilling to join a club and instead created her own one. I have always been worried that she can't find friends. Fortunately, Kyosuke Jun joined Yukino's club. Mikiko, I have to thank you for educating Kyousuke-kun into such an excellent person. With his company, I believe Yukino's high school will be perfect. "

Um? ? ?

Question marks appeared on the heads of Yukinoshita Harano and Yamauchi Sakurara at the same time.

Yangno asked with her eyes: My dear mother, Sakura, Eiriri and their mothers are all cheering them on. Why did you come to my place and you cheered for my sister?

Sakura also asked Nishimiya Glass with her eyes: Am I not Yukino-chan's first friend? I remember that at that time she also talked about a lot of the laws of friends, trying to tell me that her friend was a book that could not talk.

Neither of them got an answer to their inquiries. Even though Yangno always acted recklessly, she didn't dare to mess around in front of the "first goddess", so she could only complain in her heart.

Xiao Yukino, Xiao Yukino, it turns out that you pretend to be pitiful every day just for now. How cunning.

A guy who took pleasure in bullying his sister thought without realizing it.

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