Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

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"Hey, I'm Totsuka. I lost my wallet when school was over. Can you order a takeaway for me? The address is here: XXXXXX."

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"Zamokuza, do you think I'm an idiot or are you an idiot?"

"Nani?! Has this been seen through? You are indeed the nameless god who is forever indebted to God. He actually saw through my trick at a glance. What a pity. I also planned to take a photo of you after the takeout is delivered to you and send it " This time, are you satisfied with my trick?" Hachiman, is this how you treat your partner?"

"This is no longer a trick, but witchcraft, right? You're trying to use emails to turn my brain into shit. Even if you want to deceive people, don't use your home address!"

"Oh! I didn't expect that a flaw would be exposed here. Come to think of it, you and I are partners who have been entangled since the Dark Year. How could you not remember my lair?"

"Zamokuza, please, please don't do such cruel things to my phone. Can you imagine how much damage receiving such a message would cause to my phone?"

"Hohoho! Is my supernatural power strong enough to attack enemy communication equipment through radio waves? How about your mobile phone? Do you need another healing spell from me?"

"The battery of my mobile phone dropped by 1%. Besides, I didn't remember your home address. My brain refused to do that. I just remembered Totsuka's address."

"H-Hachiman! You guys seem to have said something very dangerous! You should know that stalking and breaking into a house are both crimes!"

"It's long-winded, as long as Totsuka sincerely invites me, that's fine. Whether it's memorizing the address or getting familiar with the route, it's just preparation for that day!"

"I'm sorry, Hachiman, I'm going to call the police. I don't want to, but if you really commit an unforgivable crime against the Totsuka family, I will also be held accountable for having a cybercriminal record. I suggest you don't eat it now. Something, I heard that the pork chop rice at Kyoban is quite delicious."

Eyes wide open, he dialed the phone.

"Hey! You idiot, you didn't really call the police, did you?"

"You called me just as I was about to press the dial button, Hachiman. Sure enough, three digits for the alarm number is still too much. Damn Conquest is wasting taxpayers' money again."

"Setting three digits is to prevent children from reporting false alarms. After all, if it is one digit, even an idiot can call the police. If it is three digits, it will be much more difficult to call the police."

"Oh, that's it."

"By the way, Zaimuza, have you heard of "Mecha Basketball Battle"?"

"Of course! I watched every episode without missing a beat, and even bought the BD to keep as a treasure! Playing basketball with a giant robot, it's so romantic!"

"What a coincidence, I like it very much too. Do you know there is a special bonus this time?"

"Um!!?"

"Only a small amount was released to a small group of people, and luckily I just happened to get it."

"Lend it to me!"

"It's impossible to lend this kind of treasure! But..."

"Even if you want to ask me to kneel down, it doesn't matter!"

"If you can come to my house with three Margherita pizzas, it's not like I can't show you."

"We'll be there in ten minutes!"

Half an hour later, Zaimokuza, who was sweating profusely, rode his bicycle to Hikigaya House.

"Where's the special offer!?"

He held out a bag containing three Margherita pizzas with his arms raised, and with a resolute look on his face, he handed over the captured banner with a resolute look like a samurai who had defeated the enemy.

Hikigaya said nothing, just finished the pizza and closed the door with lightning speed.

"Hahaha - there's nothing special about it, I haven't seen that animation at all!"

A burst of wild laughter came from behind the door. When Zaimuzhao looked confused, another deep voice came from inside:

"This time, are you satisfied with my trick?"

Zaimuza's eyes widened, and the expression on his fat face instantly turned terrifying.

Finally, Zaimokuza walked into Hikigaya's house.

"Wow~ Komachi is so touched that someone who knows Onii-chan dares to come to the house."

Hikigaya Komachi held one hand in front of his chest and wiped the corners of his eyes with his index finger.

"Hey, don't make me sound like I'm some kind of radiation monster. I wash my hands well every day." Hikigaya said nonsense casually, looking a little nervous.

"Ahem! Hikigaya-san, I am a swordsman general. I can kill even monsters that have risen from the dead, so you don't have to worry about me."

The wooden seat is not much better. There is a sofa but he chooses to kneel next to the coffee table. His waist is straight as if he will commit suicide in the next second. Although the neck is so short that it is difficult to see the wrong person, but he wants to commit suicide. The attitude is indeed correct.

Oh, yes, this guy has probably never been to other people's homes to play, just like me.

Hikigaya's dead eyes rolled, understanding in his heart.

Looking at the strange people and hearing the strange words, Hikigaya Komachi felt no emotion at all. How can he be a normal person who has such a good relationship with Onii-chan?

"Let's play games together!"

Komachi turned on the TV.

Hikigaya and Zaimokuza looked at each other, seeing shyness in each other's eyes, and then turned away instantly.

Ugh - you are such a shy person!

Both of them felt disgust in their hearts, but it was more disgusting than Qi Gu's.

Why is Zaimokuza sitting there and not Totsuka?

Ding dong——

Just then the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Huh? Did your parents get off work early?"

Komachi looked up at the dark sky outside and wondered.

Hikigaya, who was extremely looking forward to the next game time, dragged his steps towards the door reluctantly.

There are many doors in the world, some keep disasters out, some keep hope out, and some shut ourselves in.

In the past sixteen years, Hikigaya has never been curious about the world outside the door, but from today on, he will treat every time he opens the door religiously.

Under the warm yellow light, an angel stood there.

There is light and hope in the silver-gray hair, and there is expectation and joy in the watery eyes...

Damn it, Hikigaya Hachiman, stop your dirty thoughts and don't blaspheme this pure angel!

"Caijia, please prepare some snacks for me every night."

Hikigaya took a step forward and blurted out his vows to propose.

"Huh? But Hajima, aren't you still old enough to drink?" Totsuka Ayaka blinked and asked doubtfully.

"Does that mean it's okay as long as you're old enough!?" Hikigaya asked eagerly.

"Hmm... I can make Nanban fried chicken, salt-baked ginkgo, boiled soybeans..."

Although she didn’t understand why Hachiman asked him to prepare dishes to go with the wine even though he couldn’t drink, Totsuka Ayaka still whispered the dishes she knew how to cook, and the woman was full of energy.

The sound of galloping footsteps of a wild boar came from behind, and Hikigaya's neck was strangled.

"Hachiman, what are you doing! One last warning, I have set up a quick alarm!"

"Shut up, shut up! Only Ayaka can call the name Hachiman!"

"Hehehehe~~~"

Totsuka Ayaka's eyes were crooked, and a string of laughter like silver bells flowed from the corner of her mouth.

At this time, even Zaibokuza no longer cared about the thoughts of his physics correction friend, and looked at Totsuka Ayaka with blurred eyes.

"Asshole, your eyes have passed the time limit for scrapping. Let me take them out for you!" Now it was Hikigaya's turn to go crazy.

So Ayaka smiled even more happily.

The movement of the three people at the door alerted Hikigaya Komachi inside. The little girl's eyes widened suddenly when she walked over.

"I-Is there such a normal person looking for Onii-chan?"

Komachi held his brother's face, suppressed his complaints, pushed him aside, then took the hand of Aika, who was not much taller than him, and said with a serious face:

"Sister, is my brother threatening you to come to my house? Has he taken private photos of you or has your secrets, or is he threatening to bully you if you disobey? Don't worry, you are safe from now on Yes, our Hikigaya family will not protect criminals!"

"Hey, why is it based on my committing a crime?"

"Ah? No, I'm a friend of Hajima. Zaimuzha asked me to come and play with him." Said Aika honestly.

Listening to that crisp voice, Hikigaya felt that all the pain in the past had been healed. Everything he had experienced in the past sixteen years was to open the door today.

"No! No, it's impossible! Did my brother threaten you that if you dare to tell me, he will do something even more outrageous..."

"Hey, hey, Komachi, has your love for your brother disappeared!?"

"Sorry, Onii-chan, your score here in Komachi is very low~~"

Komachi stuck out her tongue and made a cute expression, but her smile was cold.

Seeing the interaction between the two siblings, Totsuka Ayaka couldn't stop laughing.

After playing around for a while, Hikigaya finally found the entrance ceremony photo. Komachi finally believed this girl who looked as cute as an angel... No, a boy... No, angels have no gender, right?

In short, even if I don't dare, I don't want to believe that this seemingly normal child is actually my brother's friend.

"Wow, Komachi is so touched. Onii-chan, you are finally working hard to become a normal person."

Komachi started to cry again.

"Long-winded..."

Hikigaya tilted his head.

Through questioning, I learned that it turned out that Zaimokuza tried his best to get the animation "Mecha Basketball Battle" from Saiga. Then when he heard that the good brother actually had this special bonus, he immediately told Totsuka the news.

At this moment, in order to maintain his image in front of Saiga, Hikigaya had no choice but to sign a series of humiliating treaties in exchange for Zaimokuza not to tell the story.

"Ahem! This time, are you satisfied with my trick?" Zaimuzha said proudly.

The four of them came to the living room, playing games and eating pizza. Although there was no special offer, they didn't worry about having nothing in common, and they were all discussing Hojo Kyousuke enthusiastically.

The night passed by in a blink of an eye, and the students from Class F, the first graders of Sobu High School, did not see our literary hero in the classroom the next day.

As the protagonist, Hojo Kyosuke will visit three bookstores today to hold book signings, one in the morning, one in the afternoon and one in the evening.

Of course, there was a long line of people who came to sign the book and it successfully occupied a large space on the evening news. The popularity of him and his new work not only did not vent with the official release, but became even higher. After all, the quality of his novel is indeed high. As a As far as mystery novels are concerned, there are three plots in one book, and each plot is exquisitely designed. Mystery novel fans are satisfied with this book and are cheering for it on the Internet.

As a popular literature, it tells the story of social beasts counterattacking, suffering injustice, bloody revenge, and a happy ending. Readers who can read it will feel happy. Therefore, ordinary readers or passers-by who come to join in the fun are also very satisfied with it.

Kyousuke Hojo's original novel itself has references to "The Devotion of Suspect X". Although it is a mystery novel, the trick itself is not the focus. The core is the complexity of human nature and social issues. It is a typical social mystery novel.

Take for example Futami Jiraiya's comments in today's "Asahi Shimbun". Well, yes, the war of words between the two newspapers continues. If the popularity of Kyosuke Hojo's new book release hadn't been so terrifying, the two parties might have pretended that nothing had happened, but since the popularity remains the same, they would naturally have a ride on it.

"...In "The Devotion of Suspect The meaning is too heavy, so heavy that even as a reader, I would feel breathless. As for the writer K in Mr. Hojo’s new work, his three murder plots are undoubtedly excellent, but more importantly, every one of his plots and every time he speaks. The phrase "This time, are you satisfied with my trick?" is a cry to this sick society, and it is a way to vent one's unwillingness and resistance..."

Futami Jiraiya is worthy of being a professor at Tokyo University's Faculty of Literature. He is also very professional in his analysis while cursing, and perfectly articulates the core selling point of Hojo Kyosuke's new work.

A standard cool article, everyone doesn’t like to read cool articles. However, in addition to being refreshing, Hojo Kyosuke cleverly added social issues and excellent tricks, which distinguishes this book from superficial refreshing writing. Who doesn’t like it when you can pretend to be in high style while reading cool articles?

But Motohiro Matsumoto of the "Sanze Shimbun" over there was still not deterred at all, and began to attack Hojo Kyosuke from another angle. Said that his book did not convey correct values ​​at all. Yes, the protagonist encountered injustice when competing for the prize, and those judges were indeed excessive, but can he commit a crime if he encounters misfortune? Why not seek a just solution? Why was the criminal not brought to justice at the end of the novel?

I have to say that this person is quite good at being a columnist in a major newspaper. He accurately identified the pain points and instantly gained a large number of fans.

In fact, during creation, Hojo Kyosuke also considered whether the protagonist should be arrested and brought to justice by a deus ex machina. But when I think about it, the whole novel will be destroyed, and then I think about where is he now? Neon! In a place where even ogres can publish books, you're telling me that bad guys have to be punished?

My protagonist kills bad guys and is an anti-hero!

Kill kill kill kill and that's it.

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