Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"Ouchi-chan, is that big brother your boyfriend?"

The milky voice attracted Yamauchi Sakura's attention. She had become accustomed to Kashiko's presence, and instead of turning her head left and right to look for the speaker, she lowered her head directly.

A little miko stood at her feet. Her height was just as long as her legs. She was wearing a red and white miko uniform with a small ponytail. She was small and cute.

Probably the child of some priest's family?

The girl guessed that, after all, even the part-time assistant miko is too young, she is completely a child laborer!

With this thought in mind, she knelt down, raised her hand and touched the little witch's head with a smile.

"Are you talking to me?" she asked.

"Yes! Because Xiaomei just told Oh Gasang that she wants that eldest brother to be Xiaomei's boyfriend, but mom said that the eldest brother already has a boyfriend! So I came here to ask you!"

The little witch nodded, her round face like a bun full of childish seriousness.

Sakura was stunned by these words, and then the smile on her face became a little brighter.

Yinglili and Mitsuye should really listen. These are the people who seriously want to take advantage of the situation.

Thinking about this, she asked funnyly:

"Oh Gasang?"

"Um!"

The little miko nodded vigorously, and then pointed in the distance with her short white radish-like fingers.

Yamauchi Sakura looked along and saw a woman dressed as a shrine employee as expected. When their eyes met, the woman kept bowing to her with a helpless and apologetic smile.

Haha, that’s right. Oh, is there nothing Gasang can do against you?

The girl showed an understanding smile, "I understand, after all, my Kyosuke's charm is invincible, haha."

She turned her head and cut off the little miko's delusion with her first words.

"Yes, that eldest brother is my sister's boyfriend since she was your age~~"

She smiled with a proud expression on her face, and her tone was very rude, showing no intention of caring for the human cubs.

The little miko, who may not have even gone to elementary school yet, immediately showed a disappointed expression on her face... No, it was no longer disappointment, it was comparable to the despair that Erili felt when she got hit hard. Her whole face wrinkled up, and two of her balls were missing. He bit his upper and lower lips with his teeth, trying to suppress the tears that were about to fall.

"Woo...Woo..."

Finally, tears flowed out from those lamb-like eyes.

Yamauchi Sakura's expression became even more proud, and she even laughed hia~hia~hia~.

The mother of the little witch who had been paying attention not far away immediately ran over in a hurry, knelt down and hugged her daughter, and then started to complain:

"I told you that you shouldn't be allowed to watch those TV series and learn nonsense stuff all day long!"

As she spoke, she kept apologizing to Yamauchi Sakura.

However, the little miko was heartbroken that her first love ended before it even began, but her plump little mouth did not close. When he heard his mother's words, he immediately cried and said:

"It's what Mom wants to watch! It's "Sweetheart Superman" that Xiao Ai wants to watch!"

The little witch shouted loudly, even though tears were still pouring out, her voice was extremely loud:

“Those TV series where we hug each other and kiss each other all day long are what mothers want to watch!

Mom likes to see those messy things the most! Not worthy of little love to play with, I watch it every day! "

"..."

The air seemed to be quiet for a second, and the atmosphere became a little subtle with the cry of the little witch.

Yamauchi Sakura pursed her lips hard, trying not to laugh out loud.

The mother's expression became very embarrassed, but she should have a very gentle personality, so even though she raised her hand to cover her daughter's mouth, she was unable to do so, and could only look at Yamauchi Sakura at a loss. Liang explained some nonsense:

"I just turn on the TV casually when doing housework. I have no idea what is playing. I always want to listen to some sound to feel at ease when doing things. Miss, you should understand."

Yamauchi Sakura showed an awkward yet polite smile: "Ah, I was eating too..."

"That's weird! Mom lied! Even when she was working overtime, she would call home and ask dad to record it!"

The shriek of the little miko interrupted the politeness of the two hypocritical adults. The mother's face was already red, her lips were pouting but she couldn't say a word. Finally, after looking at Sakura in embarrassment, she could only say Holding her daughter in her arms, she bowed again and ran away in great embarrassment.

Looking at the backs of the mother and daughter, Yamauchi Sakura was stunned for half a second, and then made a cheerful voice: "Hahahahahaha——"

She was indeed bad enough, because the mother and daughter who fled in a hurry clearly heard her laughter. The young mother fled a little faster and quickly hid in an office.

The movement outside attracted the attention of those inside who were watching Hojo Kyosuke's calligraphy. Someone who had left the calligraphy behind came out and curiously asked what happened.

Yamauchi Sakura waved her hand with a smile: "It's nothing, I just witnessed a love affair that ended without any problems."

"Ended without any illness?" Miyami Mitsuha was curious.

"Yeah, it's really easy to end a relationship when you don't even know what love is."

Yingli nodded matter-of-factly; "That's really easy."

Pretending to be an expert on something you don't understand is what children like her love to do.

On the other side, hiding in the office with her daughter, the young mother outside secretly observed through the window looking at Mr. Hojo and his group, and she regretted it very much.

If I had known earlier, I would not have sent my daughter to gossip, it's really...

The woman is a fan of Hojo Kyosuke's books, but not just a fan of books, but a fan of Hojo Kyosuke in all aspects. After all, reading books is not as interesting as looking at handsome guys? If this handsome guy is not only handsome and has a good figure, but also can win the national kendo competition and win the reasoning association award, it would be even better, and the happiness would be doubled, doubled, and doubled.

When she was playing with her daughter at home, she also used her mobile phone to argue fiercely with people on the Internet about who Mr. Hojo's real girlfriend was. Of course, she supported the girl who was a voice actor, Nishimiya Glass.

She looks very well-behaved and cute, wears hearing aids and dreams of becoming a voice actor. She is really working too hard!

Only such a girl is worthy of Mr. Hojo!

So just now, after seeing Hojo-sensei and a girl who had only appeared in the group photo sitting on the steps and having a very intimate conversation, the daughter, who probably inherited her beauty-obsessed nature, blurted out that she wanted to be the handsome older brother's girlfriend. After thinking for two seconds, the daughter decided to send her daughter to satisfy her gossip.

Ah... Izu Daigen, please bless me not to become the material for Hojo-sensei's new book!

The woman prayed in her heart. Although she was embarrassed to the point of itching all over her body, she was reluctant to leave the window at all. She wanted to use her eyes that had seen more than a thousand romance movies to find out who was Hojo-sensei's real girlfriend!

A small figure in a red and white shrine maiden costume lay on the table, looking outside side by side with her mother, and a pair of red and swollen eyes followed the handsome older brother reluctantly.

"Mom? Why can that golden-haired sister ride on the handsome brother? Is she also the older brother's girlfriend?" The little shrine maiden asked in confusion.

The woman looked outside. Teacher Hojo was carrying the blonde girl to hang the fortune on the tree. The girl with a delicate face like a doll was still shouting and directing, so she remained silent.

"Mom? Why are the black-haired sister and the handsome brother eating the same string of meatballs? Is she the big brother's girlfriend?"

The woman looked outside. Teacher Hojo was stuffing the half-eaten matcha meatball into the black-haired girl's mouth. When they talked before, she felt that the girl must have been a shrine maiden because she knew too much about the shrine.

Of course, knowing this little information was not enough for her to answer her daughter's question.

Because, whether it was the girl who sat on the steps and chatted before, or the girl who rode on Teacher Hojo's shoulders, or the girl who ate the same meatball, they got along too naturally and intimately with Teacher Hojo.

"Ah!"

The little witch screamed again:

"That! That little brat that the big brother carried on his back! Could she also..."

The woman interrupted quickly: "No, no, no, that's the sister of Mr. Hojo!"

The little witch turned her head immediately after hearing this, looked at her mother with great disgust, and complained:

"Oh, why didn't you give me such a handsome Onii-chan?"

After saying that, the little witch didn't look at her useless mother any more, and continued to lie on the window and drool at the handsome brother.

The daughter's childish words deeply hurt the woman's heart, and she couldn't help but think painfully: Why didn't my Oh, Onii-chan give me such a handsome Onii-chan?

Hojo Kyosuke didn't know that there was a beauty lover peeking at him not far away. He was just a little embarrassed because Inoue Miyaji in front of him was looking at him with the eyes of a heartless man.

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What's wrong! Isn't this good? It is more or less a haiku, what a standard format!

On the fine white rice paper, the words that looked like printed were already written:

"Great bad luck

Finally great luck

Ah, great luck"

If all were replaced with kana, it would completely conform to the haiku 575 format, except that there was no seasonal word.

Isn't that great? It perfectly fits Hojo Kyosuke's impression of the shrine.

He smiled and spread his hands and said, "It's catchy, isn't it? If you need it, I can write two more for you?"

Inoue Yoshii frowned and read it twice more.

Wait, it seems to be interesting?

Hmm...hiss!

What a high artistic conception!

The chief priest widened his eyes, thinking that this short haiku completely explained the relationship between the shrine and the believers.

Great bad luck, please don't come to me.

People who are in a period of confusion in life come to the shrine to ask for fortunes and want the gods to guide them. This is probably the most basic wish in their hearts. When people who are at the bottom of their lives visit the shrine, they eagerly hope that bad luck will dissipate.

In the end, good luck, it turns out that everything will be fine, and the temporary suffering is just a few raindrops before seeing the rainbow. Don’t gods like to test people like this?

Ah, good luck! Life is like this.

Inoue Yoshii’s brain is working at an overspeed, while reciting the masterpiece of Hojo teacher in his mouth, he speaks out his interpretation incessantly.

Miyamizu Yotsuba’s pupils tremble violently, and a pair of black eyes shuttle back and forth between the table and Inoue priest.

This...

It turns out that what Kyosuke wrote casually, as if to perfunctorily fool people, actually has such a powerful meaning!

So terrifying!

Whether it's Kyousuke who can write such powerful things, or Inoue Miyaji who can see the deep meaning that he can't see, they are all so terrifying.

The little girl opened her mouth and inhaled fiercely. She didn't know whether it was because she was too shocked or because she wanted to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Next to them, Mitsuha Miyamizu, Nishimiya Glass and others also looked confused. Eiri was still snickering at first, thinking that Kyousuke was writing about herself and him, but now she was not sure either.

"...Also, look at Mr. Hojo's handwriting!"

Inoue Yoshii adjusted his glasses and pointed at the haiku on the table with one hand. The shrine maidens and priests all lowered their heads.

"It looks just like regular printed fonts, right?"

"Yeah, if I hadn't seen Mr. Hojo write it with my own eyes, I would have thought it was spit out by the fax machine."

The miko in charge of grinding exclaimed.

"Haha! Do you think Mr. Hojo, a cartoonist and artist, can't write unique characters?"

Inoue Yoshii chuckled, seeming very proud of his shocking discovery.

The priests and shrine maidens nodded thoughtfully. Yes, Mr. Hojo is not only a new literary giant, he also started out as a cartoonist. Even if he is not a calligrapher, it is not difficult to write some personal characteristics, right?

"..."

Yamauchi Sakura and other people who knew that Hojo Kyosuke only wrote in one-hand printing whether in exams or autograph sessions, could hardly hold back their laughter.

"Of course not!"

Inoue Yaoi raised his voice:

"The reason why Mr. Hojo uses such a common and stereotyped font is because he wants to show a plain mentality!"

"A plain mentality?"

The Lord Palace Secretary took a deep breath, looked at a man whose face was frozen with laughter with reverence, and sighed in the tone of reciting a sacrificial inscription:

"Yes! He wanted to show the attitude of the gods when facing people's prayers, and at the same time, he also wanted to warn the world about the attitude they should use when facing gods!"

hiss--

The shrine maidens and priests of Izuyama Shrine all took a deep breath. When they looked at the haiku on the table, they all seemed to see a sacred white light flashing. When they looked at Mr. Hojo with the same reverence as a palace minister, they saw light comparable to the sun!

"Si Guoyi——!!"Xn

"That's amazing, you deserve to be Mr. Hojo!"

"I had this feeling when I read your book "The Dream and Death of Writer K". The title not only reveals the content of the book, but also hints at the fate of the protagonist K. It is like a god overlooking the world. It’s a soul-shaking feeling.”

"Miyaji-sama, shall we replace the content of the stone tablet in front of the shrine with Mr. Hojo's haiku?"

"..."

A flurry of compliments flew in like pieces of paper.

Hojo Ichiro looked at his son in surprise.

This kid... is so amazing now! ? (End of chapter)