Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"Yamauchi Yamauchi, will you and Nishimiya go to the award ceremony with Hojo-san tomorrow? If possible, can you get an autograph for me? I really like "Futako Tamagawa's Kid"."

Ebina Himina said to Yamauchi Sakura. In order to enhance her persuasion, she also took out her mobile phone and found her own posts on the forum discussing this book with others.

"There's me, there's me, I like that book "Memory of the Night"" Yuigahama Yui raised her hands, her pink head that had never changed for thousands of years shook violently due to the movement of her body.

"Hey? Yui, when did you actually take the initiative to read a book?" Miura Yuko asked strangely

"That's right, you obviously didn't read the comics I recommended to you before." Ebina also looked at Yuigahama Yui suspiciously.

Sakura and Glass also looked over curiously. Although they have not known each other for a long time, Yuigahama's dislike of reading has been deeply remembered in everyone's hearts.

Although her admission scores are very high, she either dozes off or stares out the window every day in class. The new textbooks are as good as the ones she just bought. Anyone who buys her second-hand books will definitely be worth it. But if you come here for your senior’s notes, you will be disappointed.

Facing everyone's gaze, Yuigahama Yui panicked, her eyes immediately began to wander, and her two palms began to shake vigorously. This was her standard action when she felt guilty.

"Because, because..."

What should I do? Should I tell them that I bought it because it said "Highly recommended by Hojo Kyosuke" on the cover?

The girl's light peach eyes were full of guilt, and she quietly glanced at Sakura and Glass next to her.

"Ah, that, that's it, yes, Yuiko, didn't you recommend this book to me before? You said it was very good, so I went to read it specifically so that I could discuss it with you."

As expected of me, who ranked 32nd overall in the entrance exam! Yuigahama's tone became more firm as he spoke.

"Don't make it sound like you went to see it just to please me. We don't usually discuss literary works at all!" The blond Miura Yuko immediately retorted.

"Oh, so that's it. It's indeed what Yui would do." Ebina nodded.

"But it's always good to read one more interesting book."

Glass said aloud, they have a whole box of this book at home, it was all given to Kyousuke-kun by Aisaka Gang, who said it was a thank you gift for writing a recommendation. Out of courtesy, everyone in the family basically watched it. Hmm...Sakura didn't seem to read it. After taking a look, he wrote a big "read" on the first page.

"Commander, if it's convenient, please help me get an autograph."

Yuigahama Yui tried her best to bring the topic back on the right track. At first, it was just to echo Ebina's words, but now it is to show her true identity as a book fan.

Ugh, but what I really want is Hojo-san’s autograph. Why didn't any of the classmates in the class go to him to ask for his autograph? It made me embarrassed to go.

The girl cried in her heart, but she also knew that although Hojo-san was usually very talkative, everyone was still afraid of this classmate who was completely different from ordinary high school students from top to bottom, inside and out. Of course, there may also be a little bit of pride at work.

"Award ceremony~" Sakura raised her index finger and tapped Sakura's lips, with a deep smile in her eyes.

"Glass, are you going?" She turned to look at Nishimiya Glass.

"Ah? Of course I want to go! This is..." Glass blushed and turned away as he spoke.

"This is Kyousuke's first award ceremony! Of course I will go!" Sakura smiled heartily and said the rest of the words for Glass.

"It's great. I can't imagine what it feels like to meet so many writers at one time. It's so dreamy."

Ebina clasped her hands together and said longingly, she is an omnivorous girl, although she prefers rotten things, she will also eat other literature.

Hearing Sakura's words, Yuigahama Yui also had an expression of envy on her face.

After talking about the conversation again, everyone dispersed and sat down in their respective seats to prepare for the lessons to come.

"Sakura, award ceremony..."

Glass looked a little nervous, and he knew without thinking that it was absolutely impossible for everyone to go together. So the question is, who goes?

"An Xin, Xin Xin, leave it to me. This time, the four Minato Elementary School members who have not seen each other for a long time, let's go together." Sakura smiled easily, not thinking that this was a difficult task at all.

In the Water Margin that Kyousuke told himself when he was a child, he was as good as timely rain. Even if he didn't say that he sent Kyosuke to his room and let him enjoy it, he would definitely do his part to win this first time!

She had already thought about it, and when she got back, she said she would accompany Kyousuke to the award ceremony in the order in which she met him.

The Honya Grand Prize, the Mystery Writers Association Prize, the Naoki Prize, the Manga Grand Prize, the Tokyo Youth Prize... there are so many, are you afraid that you won't be able to get through to them?

That's her. Maybe Shiyu is more willing to participate in heavyweight awards like the next two. As for Yinglili, needless to say, she has no interest in the novel award at all, but if she is not allowed to accompany her to the comics award, she will definitely bring out the curse word dictionary as soon as possible.

Thinking this way, Sakura felt happier and happier.

Kato Kato, Kato Kato, Xiaomei and Xiaoyukino will also come to the house tonight. Why don't you leave them at home to sleep? Looking at Xiao Yukino's expression this morning, it was clear that she was reluctant to leave.

As for Kato Megumi's commission, she was very clear in her mind. How to improve her sense of presence, didn't it depend on herself and Glass? All morning, the whole class was looking for excuses to get close to the two of them, just to ask about Kyosuke. If you can't become the sun, then stand in front of the sun.

During the lunch break, Sakura and his assistant Nagayukishita began to inspect the preparations for the Red Team Sports Festival. It's a pity that the two of them didn't wear white and blue hats, otherwise they would have inspected the construction site properly.

On the wooden floor of the kendo club activity room, there is a huge white cloth that almost fills the entire space. Girls wearing white cotton socks kneel on it in twos and threes, coloring constantly, making a curtain.

"Good, good, good, good."

Although she had no idea how well she was doing, she still praised everyone when she saw how energetic they were. The girls also responded enthusiastically, and a few of them smiled coquettishly and asked Sakura to join them.

Yukinoshita, who was following behind, had been recording something in his notebook. His slender eyebrows were tightly knitted together, adding a bit of majesty to the big leader in front. The girl wanted to open her mouth to say something several times, but gave up after thinking about it.

After leaving the kendo club activity room, she walked forward, pointed at the notebook and said:

"As for the troupe, we just need to deal with Hojo Kyosuke, but the curtain production process is a bit slow, the door manager I just saw is also a bit sloppy in his work, and there are costumes..."

"Wow, not one of them meets the standard." Yamauchi Sakura exclaimed, then closed the notebook and hugged Yukinoshita forcibly:

"Relax, Yukino-chan. This is not a major event that casually determines the fate of mankind. As long as everyone is happy, it will be fine."

"That's what you said again!"

"Oh, I know, it's because you can't catch Kyousuke and teach him how to dance at noon today, that's why you're in such a bad mood."

"How can it be!"

"Anyway, I will ask Kisaki and other people in the Auxiliary Department to supervise them later. This kind of thing can never be said in person. It will make the students question the minister's ability, and we will also be hated." Sakurara Said casually.

"Originally, this schedule was set after fully considering the abilities of the students. Failure to complete it is the minister's dereliction of duty. Why should we save face for them? This is actually harmful to them!"

Speaking of this, Yukinoshita paused:

"As for being hated, I only need the people close to me to understand me. It doesn't matter what others think of me."

In a girl's philosophy, those who are not capable should step aside and let those with more ability do the work. The sports festival is like this, society is like this, the country is like this, and the entire world should be like this.

"Xiao Yukino is so correct and beautiful~" Sakura turned her head and stared at Yukinoshita's serious face with a smile on her face.

"Do you want to say that my idea is wrong?" The girl frowned.

"Yeah~" Sakura shook her head gently:

"This is the cutest thing about you, Yukino. You are different from me, Kyousuke, and everyone else."

"baffling."

Yukinoshita muttered and said no more. After all, Sakura had already given him a solution. Compared to being too approachable and unpopular, it would indeed be more effective to let the boys under Hojo Kyosuke supervise him. Although the idea is not correct, Sakura and Hojo Kyosuke are exactly the same when it comes to using people.

Lazy, both of them are equally lazy!

"By the way, Yukino-chan, did your class take the math test yesterday? I remember we are the same teacher, right?" Sakura asked.

"Yes."

"What score did you get?"

As soon as Yamauchi Sakura finished speaking, he saw Yukinoshita looking at him, "What are you doing? You don't want to show off your score in front of me, do you? Are you overthinking it?"

That arrogant little expression reminded Yamauchi Sakura for a moment of Momotaro's expression at home when he ran toward him with a wooden stick.

"What, are you getting perfect marks?" She also raised her chin. Of course, she was imitating Yinglili. In terms of pride, the blond princess would not be inferior to anyone else.

"What, are you getting perfect marks?"

Yukinoshita returned the same way, but as soon as she said the words, she thought of the bad memory. Isn't the technique she is using now the same technique used by Kasumigaoka Shiu's bad-tempered woman before?

However, this technique of answering questions with questions is really enjoyable. The girl thought badly.

"Yes, I'm a perfect score~" Sakura said happily.

"!?" Yukinoshita's eyes widened. How could it be possible? Even he didn't get perfect marks!

"Qiang Qiang~~"

Looking at the test paper full of red circles held up to his eyes, Yukinoshita's shock instantly turned into speechlessness:

"Why do you carry something like this with you?"

"Xiao Yukino, don't you also carry the library with you?" Sakura said matter-of-factly.

"That's because the original design of the Bunko Book was meant to be portable, and I will take it out and read it whenever I have free time."

"Me too! Whenever I have time, I will take out my full-score test paper and read it for a while! Don't you think it looks good, Yukino-chan?"

Sakura said loudly, then fumbled in her right pocket, took out a small square again, and unfolded it:

"Qiang Qiang! There are two perfect score papers, one is mine and the other is Kyosuke's!"

Snapped

Yukinoshita covered her forehead, reached out and pushed aside the two papers and Sakura in front of her, and walked forward.

"So you brought Hojo Kyousuke's test papers just to show off in front of me?"

What is this guy thinking about every day? Thinking of the two crossed lines on her test paper, the girl realized that she had actually been teased by Sakura's childish behavior.

"Don't you think it's romantic to get the same score as the person you like during the exam?" Sakura chased after him.

"If two people get high scores in the test, that's indeed a point. But if both people get zero points in the test, then they are both messing up."

After saying this, Yukinoshita remembered his original question:

"Sakura, I'm not surprised that Hojo Kyosuke got perfect scores, but you..."

"Are you trying to say that I'm an idiot?" Sakura said dissatisfied.

"I can't say this, after all, the truth is sometimes very hurtful. Although I don't think you care, the education I received does not allow me to say such rude words."

Yukinoshita looked serious.

"Didn't you already say it?"

In response to the rebuttal, Sakura patted Yukinoshita's shoulder happily: "Although I am an idiot, but with Kyousuke by my side, not only me, but even Glass only got one question wrong~"

"I see, Hojo Kyosuke is tutoring you, so he should be the one who is really suffering."

Yukinoshita looked sad, as if she had thought of the scene of Hojo Kyosuke tutoring Sakura. Before she finished explaining a question, the girl's thoughts had already drifted to Mount Fuji, and she might be talking about going to Switzerland to ski ice sculptures next year.

This is by no means a conjecture she made out of indignation that her score was lower than the other person's, but based on her painful experience when talking to Yamauchi Sakura. That guy's thinking is so divergent that he can be said to be the least suitable for studying. type.

Of course, if she is engaged in the comic industry, or simply creates a talk show, she will definitely be very popular. After all, the audience will never guess what she will say next. Such unexpectedness will bring great contrast to the audience and create a strong sense of expectation.

Eh? How did I think of a talk show from Sakura's score?

Yukinoshita was stunned for a moment, and was horrified to find that she was actually infected.

"Hahahaha, no way! Kyousuke has been tutoring me since I was a child! In elementary school, junior high school, now, and in future university, even if it's not a major, Kyousuke can definitely tutor me!"

Sakura smiled happily.

"University..." Yukinoshita was slightly silent.

"I can't believe that Hojo Kyousuke is so patient."

"Hehe, you only look like this when facing me and them~" Sakura blinked her left eye.

"Why, I don't need his guidance!" Yukinoshita turned her face sideways.

The lunch break passed by in a flash, and when the students scattered around the campus began to return to the classroom, Hojo Kyosuke also returned to Sobu High School by car.

"Hey, wake up, a car is coming." Doorman Murata pushed his colleague Arimura who was dozing off.

"Oh."

Youcun woke up with a start and quickly raised his hand to straighten his hat, but nothing happened. He looked around with confused eyes before picking up the hat from the ground. Before I had time to dust it off, I was patted down again by my colleague.

"Hey, hurry up, he's a big shot." Murata shouted urgently.

The fierce afternoon light shone on the dark car body. This car, which was carefully cared for by Hirata Shunshitaka, worked hard to reflect all the light like a mirror.

In Murata's eyes, the co-pilot opened it first. A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a gray suit stepped out, then took a step sideways and respectfully opened the rear door of the car.

A black leather shoe that was shinier than the car body poked out of the car door, and then there was a perfect man who made Murata seem to have traveled through time in a TV series. Looking at that slender and tall figure, he had a question in his mind. With such long legs, wouldn't it feel uncomfortable to sit in a car?

As an old doorman, Murata had sharp eyes like an eagle. Just by the fluorescent light flashing on the man's dark blue suit, he could tell that he must be a big shot! So I quickly patted my colleagues to remind them.

Arimura straightened up and saw the two people. Without hesitation, he stood up immediately and even took a step to the door of the guard room with a smile on his face.

"The sun is so bright."

Hojo Kyousuke raised his right hand to cover his eye sockets, raised his head to look at the dazzling fireball above the teaching building, and whispered softly. His other hand was holding a paper bag containing the dorayaki for Sakura and the others.

"Are you the school director who came to inspect?" Murata asked in a low voice, watching the movements of the big man at the door.

"There is no reservation record." Arimura said without moving his lips.

"Are you here to check the principal's work?"

"I don't know, just come and check on us."

While communicating in a low voice, the two people's smiles became brighter.

When he walked to the school gate, Hojo Kyousuke originally wanted to explain that the two of them had asked for leave, but he didn't expect that when the two guards saw him, they bowed at a 90-degree angle. Standing behind the table, his forehead touched the table.

"Please." X2

Someone looked back at Kisaki, only to see a confused look on his face. But he didn't say anything. After all, when he was about to be late, the dean had also told him to walk slowly with a smile.

Cross the school gate.

"Ah, it's better to be in school."

After passing through the multimedia building and seeing the female high school students wearing black school uniforms with skirts flying like butterflies, Hojo Kyosuke sighed sincerely.

"Do you want to take a rest in the club room?" Qisaki asked. At this time, he had such tiring social activities before, and his eldest brother must really want to sleep now.

"No need, we have a math class later." Hojo Kyosuke waved his hand.

"Yes." Xisaki understood.

When we walked downstairs to the teaching building, there were two boys buying things in front of the vending machine. At first glance, it was obvious that they were people who had not crowded into the convenience store at noon.

Seeing Hojo Kyosuke and Queen Mother Kisaki Tetsu, they were immediately frightened and ran away.

Someone raised his eyebrows and looked at Qisaki next to him;

"Xisaki, I told you a long time ago. Your eyes are too sharp. You need to relax a little. Look, not to mention girls, even boys will be scared by you."

Qisaki turned to look at his elder brother. He originally wanted to nod, but suddenly he saw the reflection on the glass window next to him.

"Hojo, I think they think of you as a teacher."

"Nonsense, am I that old?"

"No, the main reason is that we are still wearing suits." Xisaki lowered his head. He was also wearing a gray suit.

Hojo Kyosuke lowered his head and looked at the shiny leather shoes.

"Why didn't the guard stop us?" he asked in his soul.

"I don't know, maybe I was too sleepy at noon and my head was not clear, right?"

Xisaki said insincerely. Looking at the big brother in front of him who was wearing a suit and whose posture was so upright that he seemed to be exuding majesty, he instantly understood the true meaning behind the bows of the two previous guards.

What should I do? Do I want to go back and change into school uniforms? Hojo Kyosuke frowned.

"Brother! Please don't frown!" Kisaki shouted quickly, which was even more scary. At first glance, he looked like a thug in a suit in a movie, but it was not a violent group trying to occupy the school.

"What?" Someone frowned even more tightly.

"You're going to get wrinkles!" Xisaki said urgently.

"Um?"

Hojo Kyousuke raised his eyebrows, and then patted Kisaki's shoulder vigorously:

"Kisaki, although men do still need to pay attention to their external image, too much attention will turn them into sissies! If you want to find a girlfriend, you still have to rely on the inside! You have to learn from Onizuka on this point, he I don’t care about appearance!”

Hearing this, Kisaki nodded with a wooden face. I thought to myself that Onizuka didn't care. He and Danma always had combs and hair oil in their pockets. It's just that I'm not good at aesthetics. In my opinion, big brother, I just don't care about appearance.

What should I do? Do I want to go back and change into school uniforms? Hojo Kyosuke started thinking again, but he came up with the answer in less than two seconds.

Don’t go, because with such a high temperature, the taste of Dorayaki will get worse every time you come back!

It's weird, the real reason is that once he returns home, he will definitely not have the courage to come to school again, and he will definitely lie in bed and sleep until Sakura and the others come home from school.

"Xisaki, do you want to go back and change clothes?"

"It's a math class later, how could I miss it?" Kisaki said matter-of-factly.

"You guy." Hojo Kyosuke laughed.

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