Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

On the first day of Golden Week, Hojo Kyosuke got up before seven o'clock in the morning. Surprisingly, no one came to attack him at night last night, so it was rare for him to go to bed early.

I got up and went to the window, opened the curtains with a swish, and the rising sun had begun to shine and heat. It was a very beautiful sunny day, and the sun was probably full of energy and wanted to dry out those who traveled during the Golden Week.

Hojo Kyosuke stretched out energetically and looked out the window at the slowly waking city with his hands on his hips. For a moment, he even wanted to be free. But his remaining sanity stopped him. His house was not a tower with dozens of floors. No one in a high-rise building could see him even if he walked around naked in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Ruyi Liao is surrounded by single-family buildings of about the same height. When others open the window, they can see him in full view. It is really hard to feel free.

Opening the window for ventilation, she opened the door and walked out after washing. If it were any other day, today he would personally cook a big meal to celebrate the beginning of a wonderful holiday, but that was not possible today because he had to accompany Sanye to pick up Sayaka and the envoy.

The tickets these two people bought were for the Shinkansen, which takes the earliest train at 6:14 and will arrive in Tokyo around 8:30. Sanye even complained when we talked about it yesterday. After all, who doesn't want to sleep in on days like this? Even Yinglili knows that she has to be energetic to enjoy the holiday.

However, it is actually not easy to buy a ticket. The phenomenon of holiday travel is common all over the world. Traffic jams on highways for dozens of kilometers are common during the Neon Golden Week. , the Shinkansen will also be overcrowded.

Opening the door, the living room that was supposed to be lively was still quiet. Walking downstairs while holding on to the mahogany guardrail, even Xueye, who is usually the most active in getting up, didn't get up.

Hojo Kyousuke knew that Momoka was usually too embarrassed to sleep in because he was older. He had tried to persuade him countless times, but Xueye still stubbornly did it.

Really, I would often get drunk and fall asleep at Itomori's club.

At that time, Hojo Kyousuke's favorite holiday routine was: getting up in the morning to check his own development, then helping his grandmother and sister prepare breakfast, packing a lunch, and walking out of Miyamizu Shrine.

Standing on the concrete floor in front of the shrine, looking through the guardrail at the mountains and forests in the distance shrouded in mist, as lush and beautiful as emeralds, as well as Itomori Town, which gradually regains its vitality in the early morning.

After breathing enough of the cool and humid air, he would slowly walk down the mountain of the shrine along the mountain road. Along the way, the shopkeepers who were opening their shops and the townspeople who were going to work in the fields would bow to him and say hello, and call him Miss or Miko. He would also smile and nod in response, and say a few auspicious words.

This process doesn't take him too much time. After all, Itomori Town is too small, with a small place and few townspeople. Even if everyone queues up and stands in front of him to say hello, it won't take much time.

When the cool air gradually turned warm, he had already walked to the old wooden house next to the railway.

The gray-brown bricks and tiles have deepened and turned black after being wetted by dew. The transparent tile in the middle is very conspicuous. When people look at it, they will think, "With a roof like this, you can see the starry sky when you open your eyes at night." Feel.

There is a small wall surrounding the house. If Hojo Kyosuke had followed his old ways, he would have jumped right in. But now, Mitsuha's body does not have such powerful functions, so he can only use it in a disciplined manner. Key opens the door. The key is hidden under a stone next to the door. It's not that I don't want to take it home, but if Sanye sees it, the miko lady will roar on the memo again:

"What on earth did you do with my body!? Why do I have the key to the female teacher's house in school!? Bastard, don't use my body to pick up girls, I'm going to kill you!"

Something like that.

Hojo Kyosuke, who had a flexible moral bottom line, didn't mind being scolded a few times, but in order to prevent the miko lady who was using her body in Tokyo from getting angry and jumping over the wall to do some unspeakable things, he still tried his best to avoid being discovered.

Well, I have really tried hard to cover it up. If Sanye finds out again, she will have herself to blame.

Sit on the edge of the corridor, take off your shoes, and gently step on the cypress wood floor. I have to say that teenage girls' bodies are so slender and light that they don't make any creaking sound even when they step on such an old floor.

Hojo Kyosuke lowered his head to admire "his" little feet in white cotton socks, nodded with satisfaction, then gently opened the shoji door (Japanese sliding door), walked in, turned a corner, and pushed Open a door.

These doors had just been maintained by him the last time they switched bodies, so they were very smooth and made no noise.

A beam of white sunlight shines from the transparent tiles on the roof. The Tyndall effect gives the light a shape, allowing Hojo Kyosuke to arrest the rude behavior of the light.

Where the light shines, on the plain tatami, a woman is sleeping. She is covered with a blue quilt, sleeping peacefully and peacefully.

The soft light is bright and aboveboard, but quietly touches the face of the sleeping woman when no one is around.

How could there be such hypocrites in the world? I don't know if others can bear it. Anyway, Hojo Kyousuke couldn't bear it. He has always been a great man with a strong sense of justice.

Hojo Kyosuke immediately tiptoed forward, stopped at the edge of the quilt, slowly sat down, stretched out his hands to the sides of the woman's face, leaned down and blocked the sunlight with himself, so that he could not do anything unrighteous.

This is really a small face.

He sighed in his heart, the witch lady was already a famous beauty in the area (only Itomori Town), but this sleeping beauty was no less beautiful. On a face smaller than others, the facial features seemed to be artificially carved and arranged in a perfect combination, contributing to the charm of the master.

Especially the long eyelashes that curved up, even if the woman's eyes were closed, you can still imagine from the long eyelashes what kind of shy and timid woman she will be when he opens his eyes.

Hojo Kyosuke sniffed with his nose twitching, and a faint smell of alcohol entered his nose, but he knew that it was the residue in the air, not on the woman. As early as the last time he said that he didn't like women who were drunk early in the morning, she obediently washed herself clean after drinking.

Nodding with satisfaction, he did not speak, nor did he do any pranks like pinching the nose. He just took back his hands, sat cross-legged, and continued to quietly appreciate the beautiful sleeping face of the woman.

Because he knew what a good sleep was for that woman.

When he saw the white and transparent little face slowly turn red in the sun, and then saw the long eyelashes begin to flutter gently, Hojo Kyosuke knew that she was about to wake up.

There was a warm feeling on her face, and Yukino Baixiang knew without opening her eyes that her face had turned red under the sun. It has always been like this, because her skin is so delicate and delicate that the sun, which is just right for others, will tan her. But she doesn't care, because even if she gets tanned, her skin will become white again as long as she hides for a day or two.

But today, in addition to the feeling of sunlight on her face, there seems to be another kind of warmth.

That was the warmth that appeared in Yukino Baixiang's memory not long ago. Although it didn't last long, it was deep enough.

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked towards the place where the warmth came from with expectation and surprise.

Sure enough, a girl with a ponytail appeared in her sight.

"Hojo-kun!"

She shouted happily, and her throat, which was still dry after waking up, seemed to become warm the moment she saw this person.

"Good morning, Yukino."

Hojo Kyosuke shouted with a smile.

"Kyosuke~ Good morning."

Yukino Thyme, wearing a blue satin home outfit, stood on the second floor, smiling quietly and whispering.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Hojo Kyosuke stood up and handed over the milk that had just been heated in his hand. It was his cup, with double sugar added, to make up for happiness early in the morning!

Yukino Thyme put down the hand that was about to rub her eyes, walked down the stairs briskly, and her dark eyes flashed with joy and happiness.

There is nothing more blissful in this world than waking up to see your own God.

After going down the stairs and walking to Hojo Kyosuke, she took the cup with a slight breath and sat on the chair in front of the bar.

"Slow down, be careful of the burn."

Hojo Kyosuke whispered, raising one hand to gently help Yukino smooth her hair. The beautiful black hair was just like Yukino, smooth and smooth, without a comb, just a gentle touch to make it neat and beautiful.

This is a skill that Eriri can't envy. Although her long golden hair, which looks like a work of art, is gorgeous, she has to spend a lot of time and energy to "tame" it every morning, which is really a painful thing for her who likes to sleep in and hates makeup.

Fortunately, except for her, the residents of Ruyi Dormitory are all very feminine, so she only needs to stay awake and transport her body to the sofa in the living room on the first floor, and then entrust the ownership to anyone, so that she can see her hair restored to its gorgeous and exquisite appearance after she is completely awake, and then go to school as the perfect lady of Toyosaki.

Xue Ye Bai Xiang Li slowly brought the cup to her lips, and the milky white liquid flowed into her mouth from the gap between her lips and the edge of the cup, spreading to the taste buds on the tip of her tongue. The milk was not hot, and the warmth was just right for the mouth.

So sweet~~

The sweet taste passed from the taste buds into the brain, and she squinted her eyes happily like a child, and her classical and delicate face was full of happiness.

Sitting next to Hojo Jun, being touched on the head by him, drinking sweet hot milk, this is the so-called kingdom of God, right?

Xue Ye Bai Xiang Li thought foolishly, she was glad that she didn't sleep in today.

She was not a sweets lover before, but since she lost her sense of taste and recovered it, she has loved this taste very much.

This is the taste of Hojo Jun, the taste of happiness.

Because Hojo Jun likes to eat sweets very much, even barley tea has to put a lot of sugar.

Although she likes the taste of sweet milk very much, she still restrains herself, swallowing it in small sips, so that the sweet taste can stay as much as possible.

Oh, I mean the touch on her head~~

Yukino Momoka squinted her eyes and enjoyed it.

Hojo Kyousuke put his right hand on the table, leaned sideways, smiled and admired Yukino's beauty, while reaching out and gently stroking her little head.

This is really a small face.

He sighed in his heart.

It was so exquisite and beautiful that even the sky would be jealous, it was incredible.

After dividing the last drop of milk into two drinks and drinking it, Yukino Momori reluctantly put down the cup, then licked her lips with her little tongue and drank the last milk.

But how could a tongue that was fully soaked in sugar and milk lick clean the mouth? After licking it around, Xueye felt that her lips were sticky, so she stuck out her little tongue again.

"ah……"

At this moment, she finally noticed Hojo-kun's gaze. He was looking at her mouth intently.

Xueye quickly retracted her tongue shyly.

"I'll help you prepare breakfast Kyosuke."

She stood up in a panic, avoiding the shy gaze with a blushing face.

Hojo Kyosuke looked at Yukino's back in a funny way. Although his body was so mature, he always looked like a little girl.

"I just want a glass of milk. I'm going out later." He shouted.

"Are you going to pick up Sayaka and the envoy?"

Yukino walked into the kitchen and asked while working.

"yes."

Hojo Kyosuke nodded and continued:

"At this point, they should be very hungry. After I pick them up, I will take them outside to eat something before coming back."

The girls at home will have to sleep in today unless something unexpected happens. If they bring guests back, they will have to get up early to clean themselves up.

Anyone who is familiar with Hojo Kyosuke knows that he is a generous, approachable and kind person, but when it comes to his girlfriends, he turns into a ruthless and cold person.

This point can be testified by Tetsuta Kisaki, Tsuyoshi Aisaka, Tetsuya Shimomura, members of the Rampage Angels, students from Sobu High School, people who have watched the battles of Beichen Itto-ryu... and so on.

So, how could Hojo Kyousuke ruin the sleep of his beloved girls just to entertain Sayaka.

Let's take Sayaka and Shishi to Ginza next to the station for a luxurious meal. Isn't it just to experience this luxury when you come to Tokyo?

Hojo Kyousuke had asked Kisaki to help order the meal last night, ensuring that every bite tasted like money. I believe Sayaka and the others would definitely feel the passion between him and Mitsuha.

He drank a glass of milk to appease his hungry stomach, and ate a few biscuits to cushion his stomach. If it weren't for the train ride, Hojo Kyousuke wouldn't even bother to eat, because Mitsuha said she would make breakfast for him.

"Send me a message when Yinglili gets up."

He warned Xueye, because as long as Ying Lili wakes up, it means that there is no one sleeping in Ruyi's dormitory. (End of chapter)