Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Xu reached a truce agreement tacitly, and after visiting their neighbors, Eiriri and Kasumigaoka stopped bickering.

However, it may be that a more violent storm is brewing. After all, the blonde is not just a talker. Although she is likely to be knocked out by a blow, she seems to be quite keen on taking action.

A day like this may only be mentally exhausting for some people, but the two girls were truly exhausted both physically and mentally. It’s time to move and pack, and it’s also a mental battle to defend the love of your heart.

Whether it is Yinglili who is usually not good at debating with others on the Internet and is often choked to the point of being speechless and can only roll around crazily on the bed holding the quilt, or she usually doesn't care about other people's opinions at all and just uses her body around her. Kasumigaoka, who exudes an aura of "keep away from strangers" and talks with cold eyes, has been too tiring today.

What's even more irritating is that, as if he is the only one who is angry, someone is actually sitting next to him with nothing to do. The only purpose is to prepare tea and snacks for the two people present. Although the freshly baked sweet bread is delicious and the juice is refreshing, it is not just for one person.

How can anyone serve as the coach of both sides of the game at the same time, this bastard!

After dinner in the evening, the Hojo family's daily routine of walking began.

The moon tonight is very dark in color, not the cold white, but banana-like yellow. It is not very clear when it shines on the ground, but it seems to have a touch of warmth.

After arriving at Mejirodai Sports Park, Eiri looked around carefully and found that there was no children's slide like Kasumigaoka Shiu mentioned. Humph, she is indeed a woman who tells lies. Just like her novels, there is no heart at all. Really, why can such a woman write such beautiful novels? It’s so frustrating.

Looking at Kasumigaoka Shiu who was holding Kyousuke's sleeve with one hand and covering her mouth with the other while laughing softly, Eiri gritted her teeth bitterly, then stepped forward, pulled the other sleeve and shook it. Even if I have just finished my meal, I still want to buy Gunrindo’s wagashi!

Glass and Naohua held hands, enjoying the blowing of the night breeze while watching the farce of the three people in front of them. Such a lively life seemed to be quite good.

Even though it is surrounded by schools and two women's universities, the nearby residents are used to seeing girls in groups. But the scene like this, with four girls surrounding one boy, is simply too amazing, not to mention that each of these girls is a super beautiful girl worthy of the media ceding hundreds of millions of light years of history.

After finally getting home, as soon as I opened the door, a strong fragrance of flowers hit my face.

"smell good."

Yinglili was the first to put on her slippers and ran to the dining table. She put her hands on the table and stared at the blooming lilies in the vase: "Why don't all the flowers in my yard have such fragrance?"

"The floral fragrance you smell is actually some odorous molecules diffusing in the air, and then captured by your nasal cavity, and then transmitted to the brain through the sense of smell. Finally, the concept of 'fragrance' appeared. And the courtyard of your home is open In space, molecules will move away with the wind, my home..." Hojo Kyosuke explained, but was quickly interrupted.

"Who wants to listen to this? Shouldn't it be that on a night like this, even the grass will release its fragrance to its fullest?"

Yinglili was dissatisfied and said that she shouldn't have any expectations for this piece of wood. Why couldn't she honestly say that she bought the flowers for herself?

The flower named "lily" will definitely smell better if it sees Lily.

"It's rare that Sawamura-san and I have the same opinion on this. No matter what, this is the first day we become roommates, and it's worth celebrating."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu walked into the room and said with a smile.

"Hmph, it sounds like someone wants to be your roommate." Ying Lili muttered in a low voice, and then looked away.

She would never admit that the experience of such a collective life was better than she imagined. Just like in anime, watch TV with cute girls, eat together, and walk together. There is the super soft-spoken Glass, the hateful Kasumigaoka Shiu, and the cool Naoka. Well, there's that annoying guy.

The princess in the castle was exposed to such a life for the first time, and had so many close partners for the first time. Even if I'm not alone with him, I still seem to be able to accept it.

Listening to Eiri's cold snort, Kasumigaoka Shiyu smiled slightly and did not argue with her anymore, but walked up the stairs.

Although she often despises a certain elementary school student, she actually agrees with him in every aspect. Unlike my gloomy self, I am impatient of human interaction and stay in my comfort zone. As for Sawamura-san, just like those in the school said, she is the perfect young lady. Judging from appearance alone, the other party deserves this nickname.

Even if privately he is a fat nerd who can watch cartoons all day long while lying on the sofa with a Coke, even if he only wears old-fashioned sportswear without school uniforms, even if he is a fan artist who is good at humiliation style painting, but Just on the surface, whether it is appearance or socializing with classmates, the other party is doing perfectly.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu doesn't like that kind of life, but she recognizes the other person's strength. As mentioned before, she can't do that. Although she doesn't understand why the other party hides his true side, she respects strong people just like she likes Kyousuke. Sawamura-san deserves her respect for both his painting talent and interpersonal communication.

After I get married to Kyousuke, I can consider hiring her as my exclusive illustrator.

With this thought in mind, Kasumigaoka returned to her room, changed into home clothes, and carefully touched up her makeup. Unlike Yinglili who just wore sportswear and went out without caring about her image, this one dressed up carefully and even put on a new pair of stockings before going out.

When she walked downstairs, she found that the ambient lights in the living room had been turned on, the metal shutters had closed the two huge glass doors, and a picture was displayed on the big screen, which was an animation she had never seen.

"It's so slow, Kasumigaoka Shiyu, everyone has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Ying Lili muttered that she had chosen the animation, and when she was chatting with Glass during the day, she had already thought about what she wanted to watch at night. In the past, she could only go to the cinema with her parents to watch animated movies in disguise. My friends of the same age can only watch romantic movies that I am not interested in at all.

Looking at Eiri, who was holding the remote control tightly in her hand and couldn't wait to press the play button, Kasumigaoka smiled softly:

"Thank you Sawamura-san for waiting for me. Also, there is no need to call me by my full name all the time. If you don't want to call me senpai, you can just call me Kasumigaoka."

"Who are you waiting for? You narcissist. I can scream whatever I want. Sit down quickly. It's about to start."

Yinglili muttered that she didn't want to change her title. Otherwise, she might lose her fighting spirit when facing this favorite writer. If you're not careful, you might even come up and ask for an autograph. That would be too embarrassing! Just call her Kasumigaoka Shiu, this hateful woman is not Kasumigaoka Shiu!

Kasumigaoka said no more and glanced at the people sitting on the carpet leaning against the sofa. As expected, Kyousuke sat in the middle, with Eiri on his left, and Glass and Naoka on his right. After thinking for a moment, she sat next to Yinglili.

"Ah! Don't get so close!"

Yinglili, who had already devoted herself to the animation, suddenly sat down next to someone. The warm body temperature made her shout shyly.

"Sawamura-kun, I'm just sitting next to you in an ordinary way. Compared to the closeness between you and Kyousuke, I can be said to be far away from you. Could it be that you actually like girls? That's why you're so beautiful like me My eldest sister can't stand it if she gets even a little closer?" Kasumigaoka Shiyu joked.

"Even if I like girls, I won't like a sullen and sinister girl like you! No, who would like girls except that pervert Kyosuke? Glass, I'm not talking about you.

ah! What's this? "

The incoherent Yingli suddenly screamed. Wearing shorts, she suddenly felt a strange touch on her smooth calves. She lowered her head and looked through the reflection on the screen. She saw a pair of legs that were maybe twenty centimeters longer than her, wearing shiny black stockings.

"Take your legs back a little. Why do you still wear stockings at home?" After she figured it out, she couldn't help but blush again, curled up her legs, and pulled the blanket around Hojo Kyosuke to cover her.

"This is a personal interest. I shouldn't have to report it to Sawamura-san, right? Besides, you still have twin tails, so it's normal to let your hair down at home." The sinister girl who succeeded in her prank said with a smile.

"It's up to you, let's watch the movie quietly!" I don't always wear twin tails because someone likes me. The little feet in the blanket quietly kicked the annoying guy next to me. After seeing no reaction from the other party, the girl started to worry about whether she accidentally kicked the glass on the other side.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu didn't speak any more and looked quietly. Usually on nights like this, she was either dealing with the editor's reminders or reading novels. Whether it is the former or the latter, they are both the same person. Even at home, I won’t participate in my parents’ TV watching activities. It was indeed the first time in her life to watch a movie with her friends at night.

How does it feel? I can't say it's very good, I can only say it's not annoying.

The movie is a romance film. The female protagonist with disabled legs gets out of her closed inner world with the help of the male protagonist. It is old-fashioned but touching. Halfway through watching it, the entire living room was filled with Ying Lili's cries, and Glass next to her was so frightened that she quickly comforted her.

"No, it's okay, it's just, it's so touching!"

Although Glass also felt that the interaction between the male and female protagonists was very touching, he could not imagine how full of emotions Eiriri had, nor how much empathy and soft-heartedness she had.

But Kyousuke Hojo knew it very well, because not long after the two met, Eri cried once when watching "Metronome of Love", and later she cried as if she was going to faint when watching "The Devotion of Suspect X" written by herself. . So at this moment, he just donated his T-shirt, holding a pack of tissues, and kept passing them to Ying Lili.

"I'm fine, Glass, you have to look good!" Eiri crossed Hojo Kyousuke's body, held one of Glass's hands, and the two of them placed their hands on someone's stomach.

Kasumigaoka Shiu sitting next to Eri is also not surprised. The work is a derivative of the writer's inner world and a portrayal of her soul. She has read every one of Ying Lili's works, and as a writer, she can clearly feel the other's abundant emotions from above. Unlike her original self, she really uses her talents to show off her passion. Her emotions, her love for the characters, are all honestly reflected through her work.

So it was no surprise to her that Yinglili would have such a big reaction to this cliche plot.

After watching the movie, Kasumigaoka couldn't help but yawned, and then it quickly spread. Even Eiri, who was still sobbing after crying, opened her mouth cutely.

"I'm going to take a shower. Kyousuke, let me borrow your room. The bathtub in my room hasn't been tidied up yet." With a chuckle, the girl with black hair and red eyes walked upstairs without waiting to see the shocked expressions of everyone. .

"Kasumigaoka Shiyu, please wait for me. The bathtub in your room can be used. I have confirmed it for you a long time ago!" Deng Deng Deng ran forward, and Yinglili spread her arms to wrap her arms around the unknown woman.

"Oh~ So that's it. Thank you very much, Sawamura-san." Kasumigaoka was not worried and walked towards his room.

When someone turned around proudly, he saw Glass looking at him with admiration. Well, at least in her eyes that should be adoration.

"I'm going to take a shower too!" With a slight blush on her face, Yinglili also ran into her room.

Glass smiled and shook his head, began to clean up the messed up things in the living room, and drove away the two people who wanted to help. Then Naohana took Hojo Kyosuke to see her newly made clothes and asked for her opinions on modifications.

After rinsing her body, Ying Lili carefully touched the water with her toes. The slightly higher temperature of the water made her couldn't help but retract her feet. She hesitated before slowly stepping in.

"Yeah~"

The moment the warm water covered her body, she suppressed a moan. The bathtub that perfectly conformed to the human body structure allowed her head to rest comfortably, her hair was wrapped in a shower cap, and she slowly closed her eyes. The fatigue of the day seems to slowly melt into the water, and the body becomes light and airy.

She slowly lifted one leg, and her round toes surfaced first, and then her whole foot, which was not particularly thin but not fat either. After being soaked in hot water, it was extremely pink and tender, and all the cyan blood vessels under the fair skin disappeared. not see. Then there are the slender calves hanging slightly, and the thighs without a trace of fat. For her, who has been dancing since she was a child, maintaining such a posture is not particularly difficult. Years of living in an abandoned house has not taken away the girl's unique flexibility.

The water flows slowly down the smooth and delicate skin, collects at the slightly raised calf, and then drips down. She straightened up and squeezed her calf gently. The calf without exerting any force was still soft, and the girl liked the delicate skin. Then start from the arch of the foot and stroke down the tibia of the calf. The thigh is tight, round and full due to the exertion.

"My legs are also very beautiful, even if they are a little short due to my height. But with this kind of body proportions, they are completely standard long legs!"

After underestimating, Yinglili put her legs into the water contentedly and continued to soak.

After taking a bath, she naturally began to feel hungry. She was about to go downstairs to get a box of milk and snacks when she noticed that the door to the room on the left was open but no light came out.

"Kasumigaoka Shiyu!" A hateful voice squeezed out from between the girl's teeth. Did that woman really take a bath? You know, she takes a shower very quickly. Toner, body lotion, facial cream, etc. are all steps that girls can take, but she does not have them all. The delicate skin she has today is all due to her innate genes.

So she was sure that Kasumigaoka Shiyu would never be as fast as she was, but this cunning woman was! Didn't she take a dip after taking a bath?

In Hojo Kyosuke's room, his bathing efficiency is naturally not comparable to that of girls. In less than ten minutes, he sat down at the desk and read the files sent by Qisaki on the computer. Some of it is the work handed over by the publishing house, the process of public relations awards, the sales of related products, and negotiations on those who are interested in the copyright he holds...

Then there was a knock on his door. Without turning around, he casually shouted "Please come in." The one who came back at this time was probably Glass. As long as she is working, she will prepare some fruits and the like to bring in, and will also let herself accompany her for a walk in the courtyard from time to time.

Although Hojo Kyousuke pays attention to rest when he and Eri are together, he is not so serious when he is alone. Because of the gift given to him by Sanye, even if he suffers from a thousand degrees of myopia, or suffers from lumbar disc herniation or the like, all he needs to do is use "Return to Origin" once at the end of the year.

But the familiar "Kyosuke-kun, eat some fruit" did not appear. When the sound of the door lock turning sounded, he knew it was not Glass. With his perception, he could tell the difference in the speed and strength of the turning hand, plus the sound of footsteps. The severity. Yes, it’s Shiyu-senpai.

"Senior Shiyu, is there really something wrong with the bathtub?" He turned around on the chair and asked, but the moment he saw the real person, he knew that there must be no problem with the other person's bathroom.

The iconic white headband is gone, and the hair is semi-dry, with a little moisture hanging freely, and the strands of hair are close to the cheeks. She was only wearing an orange silk nightgown, with the neckline slightly gathered with white thread and tied with a bow. However, the size is obviously a bit too big. The large piece of snow-white on the chest is clearly visible, and the graceful arc is looming under the silk.

The hem of the short nightgown only reaches the top of the thighs. It feels like you can see the mysterious place below as long as you move a little wider. The round and slender legs truly explain what it means to have legs from the neck down. At least in someone's eyes, the high bulge on the chest cannot take his eyes away from the snow-white legs.

"Although the family is all girls except for me, senior sister, you should pay more attention." After swallowing, Hojo Kyousuke said seriously.

"Huh? But that's what I wear at home." Kasumigaoka Shiyu asked doubtfully, with a trace of pride flashing in her burgundy eyes.

"Ahem, what's wrong with Senior Shiyu?"

"Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do? Or am I the one who came here to disappoint Kyousuke?"

"No, no, it's just that it doesn't take you girls a long time to take a shower? You finished your shower so quickly. I was wondering if there was something important."

"You really know Kyosuke, is it because you have taken a bath with your childhood sweetheart named Yamauchi Sakura since you were a child?" Kasumigaoka Shiu slowly walked in, pulled another chair in the room and sat next to Hojo Kyosuke.

"That kind of thing never happened. I've been taking baths alone since I was a child." Hojo Kyousuke said, covering his forehead. He glanced at the door behind him. After Shiyu-senpai came in, he didn't close the door smoothly, and there was still a crack. .

"Haha~" Kasumigaoka chuckled, and instead of continuing the teasing, he took out a USB flash drive in his hand and handed it over.

"This is the general idea for my new work. Kyousuke can help me refer to it?"

Hojo Kyosuke took it and plugged it into the computer. The literary exchange between him and Shiba-senpai did not involve specific plot arrangements or character development. The discussion will only be based on grammar and the logic of event development, and neither party will say much about the specific creation.

"Huh? Isn't it the sequel to "Metronome of Love"?"

After opening a document without a new file, what I saw was not the familiar characters before, but a blank book title, and below it was some unsystematic outline. At a quick glance, it looks more like an inspirational essay jotted down.

"Well, in that case, just follow the current plot development, and the male and female protagonists will act out their own lives."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu put her hands on the table, intertwined her fingers, put her chin on them, turned her head slightly to one side, and looked at the boy beside her with her burgundy eyes without blinking. Different from the initial use of writing skills to carefully arrange plots and design tasks, when the characters of the work have their own lives, the development of the story is no longer decided by the writer, and the characters in the book will rush towards their own end points.

Whether it is beautiful or tragic, it all depends on the character's own choice. As an author, she can only send her best wishes and then present her life to readers.

"It's a truly new work, so I have to take a good look at it."

Hojo Kyousuke glanced at the beautiful girl with black hair and red eyes in surprise. When the two of them were spending time together, the editor at Fusugawa Library made many calls, urging Shiba-senpai to write. He remembered that he was called Miss Machida. The pitiful voice made him unable to bear it, but the girl still responded lazily and perfunctorily. I didn't expect that now I would take the initiative to propose a new book project. What a surprise.

But after just one glance, he was speechless, which probably meant:

The blond witch is a monster that has been hiding in the world since the Heian era. She will attract young men through her superb painting skills. When she paints for him, she will quietly absorb the soul. When the painting is completed, the man will The soul will be trapped in the canvas forever and become the collection of the witch. When her life is about to end, she will eat the painting and use the man's soul to rejuvenate her aging soul.

"Senior Shiyu..." Even if he really wants to write a ghost story, he shouldn't have blond hair. This point of view is also revealing. It is too indecent from both literary and practical considerations.

"Oh, Kyousuke, you read the wrong file. How could you just open a file with the name of a new folder? Are you expecting to find the secrets hidden in my USB drive?"

Kasumigaoka Shiu exclaimed in a low voice, then leaned forward, held Hojo Kyosuke's hand on the mouse with his right hand, closed the document, and then opened another file. After opening the file, she still did not return the control of her hand to Hojo Kyousuke. Her small hand pressed on the big one, and she adjusted her body so that she was hugging him from behind.

This...so you only wear pajamas after taking a shower?

Hojo Kyosuke, who was also wearing only a thin T-shirt, could easily feel his arms. Silk pajamas could not block his perception at all. As Senior Shiyu held his hand and kept sliding the mouse, as the body rubbed and he felt everything, a clear image even appeared in his head.

"Kyosuke, watch carefully." Kasumigaoka Shiyu's face turned slightly red. She didn't know whether it was because of shyness, the stimulation coming from her body, or the aftertaste of just taking a bath.

"Oh..." When someone heard this, he quickly turned 1% of his attention to the computer screen. This time the story finally became more serious:

The girl with jet-black hair was admitted to a public university in Kyoto, which made her family very happy, because the family's financial situation was not very good, and private education was completely unaffordable. However, the school does not have dormitories, and renting a separate apartment is too expensive, so the girl can only live in a mixed student boarding house. This is a public welfare place, run by a church, and all girls.

The administrator is a nun from the church. Although it is not mandatory for everyone to join, she will always preach in the cafeteria. For the cheap but delicious food, the girl had to come on time every day to listen to the noise...

…

Hojo Kyousuke, who was hugged by the warm and fragrant soft jade, resisted his impulse and looked at it seriously. Although her right hand was still pressed by the senior sister, she did not exert any force, just like the gentle and beautiful embrace.

Shaking his head slightly to clear his mind, he began to seriously think about the logic of the story, slid the mouse to mark these places, and expressed his opinion.

Gently hugging the boy next to her, Kasumigaoka Shiyu placed her left hand on the other person's chair in order to support her body. The girl's nostrils were filled with the smell of shower gel or something else. Kyosuke's arm kept rubbing in front of him, even though the two of them had often discussed in this way in the bachelor's apartment before.

But this was the first time that I was wearing only a pair of pajamas. The stimulation in her chest burned the girl's body like fire. The boy's voice in my ears was as clear as the cold wind on the ice sheet. Instead of bringing a sense of coolness, it actually blew the fire even more fiercely.

"Kasumi, Kasumi, Kasumigaoka Shiyu!"

The door was pushed open suddenly, and a clear voice sounded, full of shyness and disbelief.

"What are you doing!?"

"Tsk."

Kasumigaoka Shiu made an unhappy sound. Although this was what she wanted to achieve, it still made her quite unhappy that her beautiful night with Kyosuke was interrupted like this.

"Good evening, Miss Sawamura. As you can see, Kyosuke and I are discussing the work." She let go of her hand, sat upright, and turned to look at Eri.

"Hey, there's no such discussion!"

Yinglili's hands hung on both sides of her body, clenched tightly into fists, her blue eyes widened, her mouth slightly opened, extremely angry.

This witch did such a thing just while taking a bath!