Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Not only Tetsuta Kisaki was complaining, but the three Kuroda Kai people were also complaining crazily in their hearts.

Although, everyone only dared to whisper in their hearts.

Who gave you the courage to talk nonsense about the BOSS I'm waiting for?

Hata Goro, whose mood had just improved, immediately showed a sinister smile on his face. Isn't it natural for bosozokus to fight after a ride? Driving, fighting, driving, fighting...it's so exciting.

Brother is right, even if you don't talk about love, men should fight fiercely with the roar of the accelerator!

Hatagoro's stupid mind couldn't figure out whether his elder brother had said this or not, so just assume that he had said it.

"Assholes, are you worthy of me? Take a few sips of gasoline before you come back!"

Cursing angrily in the tongue-licking tone he had practiced for many years, Hata Goro rubbed his fists and walked behind Hojo Kyousuke with a clicking sound.

"I really don't want to fight in such good weather." Kuroda Kairen followed behind and smiled bitterly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's just because the weather is nice that we should fight!"

Mihashi Ryomaka broke off a pipe on the motorcycle with a scratch. It wasn't that he was that strong, but it had been modified a long time ago. Who but an idiot would fight with bare hands. Looking at the opposite side, many people have already taken out weapons such as wooden sticks.

This is the tacit understanding between the bosozokus. Although there is a lack of swear words, it does not affect everyone's use of language as a signal to start a war.

"Really? These brats want to start a war with us?" Shintaro laughed, as if he saw a clown.

"What is this, high school boy scouts? Who do they think they are?" A cockscombed man wearing an off-the-shoulder vest mocked.

"Be careful, the license plate is in Tokyo. I heard that there is a very powerful organization called the Rampage Angels over there." The woman in the red functional coat who had been persuading him from the beginning said again.

"That handless demon? Don't worry, the bosozokus in Tokyo are just children's toys and are not worth paying attention to." Shintaro waved his hand indifferently, while rejecting the steel pipe handed over by his companion.

But he didn't care that anyone cared. Behind him, a man holding a metal baseball bat changed his expression:

"Hey, Shintaro, it's better to ask clearly. That handsless demon is a strong man who can defeat a hundred people by himself! If these people are really his subordinates, it will turn into a war accidentally! "

"What's going on? You, Suda, do you believe that kind of urban legend?" Shintaro looked at his friend dissatisfied.

"That is, the handless devil, the headless horseman, the ruthless pick-up machine, the murderer. Only the cowards in Tokyo would create so many petty urban legends."

"We Gunma are in a secret place. If you are scared by something like that, your mother will cry, Suda."

"Hey, the secret place is because we are too backward. Don't shout it out so proudly, idiot!"

"Eh? Is that so? I thought it was because we were too mysterious."

"It's not an urban legend!" Suda interrupted his companions loudly:

"My brother is studying in Tokyo. He has seen it with his own eyes. His whole body is burning with black flames from hell, and he holds a bamboo knife that can cut steel. No matter whether there are fifty or a hundred opponents, they will all have their hands broken. !

The second generation of the rampaging angel, the handless devil! "

These guys didn't understand at all. Even though it had been an unknown amount of time, Suda still remembered the fear on his brother's face when he talked about that incident.

He clutched his long-healed wrist tightly, his forehead was covered with big beads of sweat, his expression was distorted, and his voice revealed desperate fear, "That man, he is not a human, he is a devil!"

Suda's words made everyone around him quiet for a moment, but then they burst into even louder laughter.

"Hey, listen to what you say for yourself, do you believe it?"

"That's right, if there was such a powerful person, he would have already taken over the horses. How could he still be playing house in Tokyo?"

"Yes, Suda, you are just too timid."

Although he was also laughing, Shintaro knew that his friend Suda was not a big talker.

He stretched out his hand to push away the person in front of him and looked at the high school student who was still chatting with the beauty in black leather as if he was unaware.

asshole! He gets angry when he sees it. Don’t you know that we are scolding him? You look down on people!

Shintaro breathed a little heavier and raised his hand to point at the other person:

"Kid, although I don't care about some violent angel playing house, but in order not to cause a war, let me ask, are you a subordinate of that handless devil? Or do you have any relationship with him? If so. Just say the words quickly, then kneel on the ground and give me a sincere apology, and I can still be merciful and spare you.

Otherwise, your parents will be very sad when they see you in the hospital tomorrow. "

Seeing the kid in school uniform looking at him in astonishment, Shintaro worked hard to straighten his chest muscles that seemed to hide two Yuzu. Of course he didn't fall in love with this handsome and enviable kid, but because the hot and alluring beauty next to him also looked at him.

That's right, that's it. A beauty like that should be paired with a strong and gentle man like me. What's so good about that kind of pretty face? Come on over here!

Thinking this way, he tried his best to make a heroic expression:

"If you don't want to be beaten, just tell me, kid!" That's right, it doesn't matter if you lie, I don't want to waste my time on you anymore. Such a beautiful night should be spent with a beautiful woman!

It's a pity that Shintaro didn't say the last sentence aloud, otherwise someone might be a little gentler because they share the same idea. It's a pity.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that people as far away as Gunma have heard of your name. You are so popular."

Hojo Kyosuke said to Celty with a smile.

"It's not something to be praised for being passed down as an urban legend."

Celty sounded a little frustrated, not sure whether he was remembering the time when he was chased by the traffic police in Tokyo or whether he hated that nickname.

"No, as a woman you are also very popular. Those people across from you want to focus on you all the time." Hojo Kyosuke said a little unhappy.

So this is the way men are, they feel secretly happy that their female companion is being noticed, but they are also unhappy with the fact that she is being noticed.

As for how to solve it, the only way is to make those who pay attention to her blind. But it's not enough. If you can't see with your eyes, you can still smell with your nose and think with your brain. It's difficult. If you look at it this way, it will only make the other party dead.

"No, that's not the case! They were scared when they saw my driving skills. The man just now said that I broke the record of Mount Haruna!"

The black air escaping from Celty's neck was like boiling water in a teapot, and she let out a thin laugh. She shook her hands frantically, trying desperately to deny her feminine charm, and desperately trying to lead the reason why she was receiving attention. other places.

"And... they like me because of my figure. If they see what's under my helmet, they will be scared to death!"

Saying this, Celty lowered his head in frustration, and the black mist shrank back under the helmet.

"So Celty also knows that she has a good figure, so did she wear tight leather clothes on purpose?"

Hojo Kyosuke teased in a low voice. As an urban legend whose age is a mystery, although Celty can do anything in the sky and escape from the earth, Celty himself is extremely simple and is even shyer than Glass.

"Cai, Cai, Cai is not like this! This is because, because..."

Hearing this, Celty fell into shyness again, and her head began to turn around, as if looking for possible excuses in the air.

"By the way! This is a cycling jersey! After all, he is the boss of the Bosozoku clan, so he should have some common sense!"

She raised her hand and hit Hojo Kyosuke on the head, then clasped her hands in front of her chest and turned around as if she was very angry. Because the movement was too hasty, soft waves appeared on both her chest and behind her. Hojo Kyosuke's mind was filled with excitement.

Pure shyness and hot temptation achieved an amazing unity in Selti, turning into her unique charm.

Just looking at her perfect figure, it's hard to imagine that she is such a simple and lovely person inside.

"Kyosuke, I'm going to get angry if you say these embarrassing words again!" She warned.

Hojo Kyosuke laughed:

"Sorry, I'm a little excited because I haven't seen you for a long time."

Hearing this, the woman who had turned her back quickly turned around again, and the towering mountains on her chest trembled violently again.

"I was also very excited, but I didn't say anything embarrassing..."

Saying this, Celty still thought about whether he should say something embarrassing. Well, in this case...

"When we ride home later, Kyousuke, please hold my waist tightly! It doesn't matter if you use a little more force!"

After a long separation, she planned to take Kyousuke to do some exciting things like she did when they met for the first time, such as rushing down Haruna Mountain. Instead of following the mountain road, we go directly through the forest. In this case, Kyosuke must hold himself tightly.

"No, just holding you is not enough. I'd better tie you tightly to me with a rope like last time."

Celty said happily, and then looked at Hojo Kyousuke expectantly, expecting to see him also showing a shy expression.

Gulu——

Hojo Kyosuke swallowed unpromisingly. Although he was the only one among the people present who could interpret Celty's words correctly, he still forcibly suppressed his conscience and fell into fantasy.

"Okay! Don't worry, I will hold your waist tightly when riding the bike, just use my strong hands!"

He shouted loudly, exhaling hot breath from his nose.

Um? Why is Kyousuke's shyness different from mine? Is this exciting? Celty was confused.

"They also need to be tied up with ropes." She added uneasily. Was Kyosuke worried about losing face in front of his friends? But face is not as important as safety!

"It must be fixed with a rope, otherwise there will be an accident if it is too intense! Even I can't guarantee its safety!"

She said seriously, and then a snow-white hand slid down the uneven lines on the side of her body.

Hojo Kyosuke understood what she meant, saying that even the black mist was not omnipotent, so he nodded seriously:

"Well! I must be tied to you with a rope!"

"Hey, Kisaki, if I didn't remember it, everyone came to Gunma tonight to comfort me who is heartbroken, right?" Hata Goro asked with some uncertainty, why are they standing here looking at his elder brother now? Flirting with a beautiful woman?

"You don't call it lovelorn. Please pay attention to your wording." Kuroda Kairen interjected. If you really want to say lovelorn, wouldn't it mean that he dumped his good brother? What a shame.

"..."

The eyes behind Xisaki's eyes became dim, and he felt that it was really cold in the mountains at night, and it made him feel cold inside.

"It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be here." He hit Hatagoro on the head with a bang.

Boom! Boom!

After two more sounds, Kuroda Kai's Mihashi Yoshima, who was also full of sour water, knocked Hata Goro on the head without mercy. It's all this idiot's fault for letting them appear where they shouldn't.

Then, the four of them opened their bloodshot eyes and looked fiercely at the racing party opposite. Since you can't be disrespectful to your respected elder brother, then you can only vent your anger on these idiots.

These idiots, since they don't take their rampaging angels seriously, are simply seeking death. Not knowing their eldest brother is a sure way to die. Why do you have to gather here in the middle of the night to chat with Miss Celty? This is simply a way to die!

If the eldest brother had not met Miss Celty, tonight's pleasant brothers' trip would have continued happily; if these idiots had not come out to Haruna Mountain to race in the middle of the night, they would not have met Miss Celty, and the eldest brother would not have met Celty. Miss Ti; if these idiots hadn't been born, they wouldn't be standing here eating a bunch of lemon flavored dog food.

In summary, the existence of these guys is a mistake!

Also watching with chills were the members of the racing gang opposite.

How arrogant, how arrogant, facing himself and others, actually ignoring the kindness of Brother Shintaro and still chatting with the beautiful woman, it is simply a way to die!

"This bastard, what does he think of the sacred Mount Haruna? This is not a place for flirting. Doesn't he know that if he wants to conquer this mountain road, he must be dumped by his girlfriend?!"

"I can't bear it anymore, Shintaro, what should I do?" A man grinned and waved the steel pipe in his hand.

"Hey kid, it's useless even if you tell me now that you are a subordinate of the "Handless Demon"! "Shintaro roared angrily. They had been here for a long time. Not to mention that the beautiful woman looked so shy. They couldn't even ask her her name!

How can it be repaired? This boy must be repaired and repaired, so that the beautiful woman can see clearly what kind of man is worth relying on!

"If you are so afraid of the "handless devil", don't worry. "

Hojo Kyosuke turned around and looked helplessly at the clown opposite. If there wasn't Celty, he wouldn't mind having a good time with his subordinates. Unlike ordinary people like him who like girls, Hata Goro and others not only turn their heads into wood when they hear the sound of the accelerator, but also have a unique skill. No matter how unhappy they are, they will forget it all as long as they have a fight.

If you're still not happy after a fight, just fight again. If it doesn't work, just get a concussion and amnesia.

But he is an ordinary man. He can chat with Celty to relieve his longing, then give the motorcycle to Kisaki and the others to take back to Tokyo. He can put his arms around Celty's waist and go for a ride together. This is the most important thing today. .

But the idiot in front of him who asked him to meet Celty in advance was really ignorant. He spread his hands and said:

"I am neither a subordinate of the "Handless Demon" nor have I ever heard of this nickname. "

Don't these bastards have nice names?

For example, punching the east, west, north and south, stepping on the black devil on both sides of life and death, or being the only one in the world and being invincible...

Ahem, for things like nicknames, it’s better to let others choose them. It’s too shameful to choose them yourself. It seems that in the future, we need to encourage Qisaki. Things like public opinion are also very important. As a military advisor, he should take full responsibility!

Hojo Kyosuke thought this and started to move his fingers loosely and tightly.

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