Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Facing Shintaro who rushed towards him in a menacing manner, Hojo Kyosuke waved his hand casually as if to ward off flies, and said impatiently:

"Please, please, please stay away from this old man who can't find his wife and comes to the mountains to have fun in the middle of the night. Don't disturb me chatting with my new friends."

"That's right, Shintaro-san, you should hurry up and find your wife." Racing girl Sae Furuzawa also agreed.

"Eriko told me that she went back to her parents' house today and there was no need for me to look for her!" Shintaro replied subconsciously.

"Is this so? How pitiful."

Hojo Kyosuke sighed, and the two beauties surrounding him immediately showed sympathetic expressions. Only Celty was still curious and asked why he was pitiful.

"Celty, remember, there are generally three situations when a woman wants to return to her parents' home. One is..."

"Asshole, now is the time to say that!" Shintaro shouted angrily.

"You are a shameless person who plays tricks. Why do you still dare to look at me like that when you look at a poor person? It makes me feel a little ashamed."

"What does it mean to play tricks? I have always been upright. Be careful what you say. I am a person recognized by the Goddess of Justice!"

Hojo Kyosuke patted Rocket 33's fuel tank with a rather unhappy expression.

"Huh? How dare you speak so harshly? Why did you stay there motionless when we agreed to compete?"

"Competition? Have you reported it to the relevant departments? Underground racing is illegal. A good law-abiding citizen like me would never do anything that would put the lives of myself and others at risk."

Hojo Kyosuke said righteously.

"Then don't agree in the first place!" Suda yelled next to him.

"Sorry, I didn't expect this at first, hehe~"

Hey, hey, you're a piece of shit, hey!

Shintaro could tell that this guy had been planning to play on him from the beginning and didn't take him seriously at all.

"I won't let you go no matter what you say now, that beautiful woman in leather clothes. If you don't want to get hurt, stay away, otherwise I will beat you up too."

He took the wooden baseball bat from the companion's hand, swung it at Hojo Kyosuke with all his strength, and said menacingly.

"How dare you say that."

"Sir, I advise you not to do that."

Hojo Kyosuke and Celty said at the same time, and their meanings were surprisingly consistent. One was the "handless devil" who was frightened by Tokyo's delinquents, and the other was the "Headless Horseman" who roared in Tokyo in the middle of the night, cutting hands and beheading. After all, How audacious people dare to declare war on such a combination. If any Tokyoite hears this, he will definitely feel a sense of admiration.

"Now, Celty, don't use the word "sir" at this time. You should use "bastard". "

Hojo Kyosuke once again ignored Shintaro, who was already extremely angry, and turned to Celty seriously. This girl is so polite. Even when she was chased by the traffic police, she never fought back once. When she was attacked, she shouted "please, please stop" so cutely. She was so polite. move.

"Oh, that's it..."

Celty said a little confused, but this kind of thing seemed embarrassing to her. She messed around for a long time and couldn't say the word bastard. She was so suffocated that the black mist spurted out from her neck.

"Well, forget it, I feel like an asshole for letting a lady say such things." Hojo Kyosuke smiled in relief.

"Asshole! Ignore me again!"

Shintaro shouted and swung the baseball bat directly towards Hojo Kyosuke.

For Hojo Kyosuke, dealing with this kind of attack is a hundred times easier than catching a swallow that rubs his popsicle dirty with its wings. Amidst the screams of Furuzawa Sae and Xingyue, he casually raised his hand and caught the baseball bat firmly. He even had time to raise his other hand to comfort Serge who wanted to release the black mist. carry.

"Hmm, sure enough, you still have to shout this from a bastard to make sense. If you call a bastard a bastard, doesn't it feel like you are introducing yourself?"

He looked at Celty and smiled gently.

Ah, so dazzling~~

Seeing that magical smile, Celty couldn't help but blush. Although she didn't have a face, it didn't stop her from blushing.

"F-bastard!" She clenched her right hand into a fist in front of her chest and shouted these two words with all her strength.

"Okay! Celty, you did it!" Hojo Kyousuke shouted happily, feeling a sense of guilt and satisfaction that the training was successful.

"Yeah!" Celty was in high spirits after receiving the praise, eager to call him bastard a few more times.

Shintaro next to him saw the two of them starting to flirt with each other again, and his head was on fire as if he had been struck by lightning. He tried hard to grab the baseball bat back, but he didn't expect that the opponent didn't hold it hard at all. He used too much force and stumbled backwards, almost falling. This made him yell with shame and anger:

"Baga! You have a few moments, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant. But if you think that you can act arrogantly in Gunma, you are too naive! You don't know who I, Shintaro, am, but I..."

"I guess you don't know who I am!"

Hojo Kyousuke, who was admiring Celty's cute appearance, turned his head in displeasure. The smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and his tone was stern, a hundred times worse than Shintaro.

"From now on, all guys named Shintaro will stop driving cars in Haruna Mountain!"

His tone of voice was low, but his black eyes as calm as the night made the hearts of Shintaro and others opposite him jump.

With white teeth and a black motorcycle, he is so handsome that you can’t even tell he is a devil. Just his eyes can scare people to the point of peeing their pants...

Suda recalled the characteristics of the second-generation Rampant Angel that his younger brother had said with fear on his face, and involuntarily burrowed toward the back of the crowd.

"W-Who do you think you are? You're talking nonsense!" A cock-combed avatar was the first to break the silence as if he couldn't bear the pressure.

"That's right, this is Gunma, and this is not a place where Tokyoites can be arrogant!"

Tetsuta Kisaki, who had already taken off his coat, came over and stood next to Kyosuke Hojo. After bowing slightly, he stared at Shintaro opposite him with uncomfortable eyes like a poisonous snake, and his tone was low and sinister:

"I understand, Commander-in-Chief, I will add the horses to the assembly list later."

Don't look at Hojo Kyousuke happily watching TV and playing games with a group of beautiful girls at home every night. The Rampage Angels are still the same Bosozoku gang, and because the Nidaime said not to disturb the people in the city, their riding range is even more It has expanded a lot.

It's only over a hundred kilometers from Tokyo to Gunma, which is just the right distance for them to have fun. After getting the order from the BOSS, those ferocious guys didn't know what harm they were going to do to the horses.

"Commander?" Shintaro was stunned, then laughed again:

"Sure enough, he is a kid, he likes to use such secondary words."

Creak——

Kisaki gritted his teeth and made a sound, and his eyes became a little fierce again. I had a hard time coming up with this title, yet someone dared to laugh at it.

"If you dare to attack the commander-in-chief, you probably have no nostalgia for the world. Within a second, I will see you crawling on the ground."

Saying this, Kisaki kicked Shintaro in the stomach without warning, and immediately kicked the latter three steps back and fell to the ground. He said confusing words and then made a sneak attack without hesitation. This is Tetsuta Kisaki. If he can make a sneak attack, he will never be aboveboard.

"Tie off!"

As soon as they saw that Shintaro was attacked, his friends immediately shouted and rushed forward. Hata Goro and Kuroda Kaito were not to be outdone and rushed forward.

Just Hata Goro's voice was several times louder than the other person's. Bastard, don't think that our swordsmanship is in vain! In terms of momentum, we are definitely number one in the world!

"Celty, can you please take care of these two ladies? I also want to go over and do some activities." Hojo Kyosuke pushed the racing girl who was holding his arm tightly with a worried look on her face toward Celty.

"No problem, but you have to be careful, Kyousuke." Celty said worriedly.

"Well, don't worry, I will pay attention." Hojo Kyosuke smiled. He knew that the other party was not worried about his safety, but worried that he would strike too hard. This is the tacit understanding of being an urban legend.

"No! Kyousuke, it's too dangerous. Just let your friends get beaten. Let's run away now. As soon as we get to the city, I can ask dad to protect us."

Xingyue, who was wearing short shorts, was still holding Hojo Kyosuke's arm tightly. She didn't even know the handsome guy's name, so she could only call Kyosuke together with the unsightly leather-clad woman next to her.

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Well, I actually plan to introduce you to Kisaki and the others. You are not my type at all.

Even Hojo Kyosuke couldn't help but feel ashamed when faced with such kind of love and care.

Sorry Kisaki, sorry Mihashi, it seems I can’t introduce you to you anymore. Of course, I won't take action, I'll leave it to other people who are destined.

"It's okay. Fighting is easier for me than taking a walk after dinner, but it's just not as fun as taking a walk." Hojo Kyosuke smiled and pushed the hand away from his arm.

"Hurry up, the night is not long." Celty warned.

"Well, I will end the battle in an instant." Hojo Kyosuke nodded, and finally showed a humble smile to his two new friends before walking towards Hata Goro and others.

"So handsome~" Furusawa Saki said with a face intoxicated.

"That's right, he was obviously going to fight, but he acted like a gentleman going to a banquet." Xingyue's dark brown eyes sparkled, then she picked up her cell phone and started frantically calling her father. Such a handsome face cannot be ruined by that idiot Shintaro!

Seeing this, Celty next to him immediately felt as if he was electrified. The man just now seemed to have said that this girl's father is a traffic policeman... right?

"Dah!" She grabbed Xingyue's cell phone and stopped the other party from making calls.

"You can't go to the traffic police!" Her tone was full of solemnity, like a witch with a level 100 copy of a rookie at the entrance of the dungeon.

"But……"

"Dah!"

"if……"

"Dah! It's only strictly forbidden by the traffic police. I don't want to see that kind of terrifying creature!" Celty's voice was already trembling with fear.

"Oh, oh... I know, but what about Kyosuke? Shintaro and his group have more than thirty people, and they all have weapons." Xingyue put down her phone without knowing what was going on, and said worriedly.

"It's okay, you don't know who he is." Celty breathed a sigh of relief, and then she kindly comforted him.

Nonsense, of course we don’t know! You ran over just as he was about to ask his name, and then the handsome guy just focused on talking to you!

Xingyue thought angrily, and then sincerely asked for advice.

"He is Hojo Kyousuke. Let alone thirty people, even three hundred can solve the battle in an instant!"

Celty's voice was full of confidence. As an inhuman, she could understand other monsters better. Even Shizuo Heiwajima, who was called a monster in Ikebukuro, was completely inferior to the current Kyosuke. Shizuo would get injured when he used force far beyond what his body could bear, while Kyousuke's physical strength surprised even himself.

"Kyosuke Hojo!?" Xingyue and Sae Furuzawa both exclaimed.

It’s coming, it’s coming, what a terrifying momentum! There is no mistake, there is absolutely no mistake, he is the devil who obviously has the strength to defeat the enemy in an instant but chooses to cut off the enemy's hand first, and then torture the enemy to his heart's content!

Among the crowd who were shouting and rushing forward, Suda, who kept retreating and retreating, stood out.

Don't blame him for being too timid. Back then, he was also a well-known drag racing gang, and he was proficient in everything from racing to fighting. But since he has thought about those years, it naturally shows how smart he is. People with weak brains cannot survive in this chaotic world for so long. When you see a strong person, you should kneel down and apologize decisively.

"Hey, Suda, are you going to get a weapon from the car? Get one for me!" A man who rushed up empty-handed shouted at Suda.

Suda agreed casually, and then after retreating to the edge of the road, he fell to his knees with a plop, his hands pressed against the ground, and he knocked his forehead heavily without hesitation. He decided that he would stay in this position until the devil left! This is his realization! We can't let these outsiders underestimate the integrity of their horses!

In addition to idiots like Shintaro, there are also extremely smart people like myself in the local area!

There were constant screams in his ears, and even if there were the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and cries for help, he had no desire to raise his head to investigate. If you want to ask why, it is definitely not that he has cultivated Zen mind through this posture, but that he heard it with 1.2 million points of attention.

不管是惨叫的，还是被揍飞的，哀嚎求救的，都是他的至爱亲朋！

The friends who used to have fun driving together, drinking and messing around are now being brutally ravaged by those despicable outsiders!

Gulu——

Swallowing, Suda almost gritted his teeth, and all the muscles in his body tensed up.

asshole! ! ! How long do you want to keep fooling around in Gunma?

Suda pressed his head harder against the ground, as if trying to hide his head on the asphalt. The cold touch could not extinguish the anger in his heart at all.

Please stop it, get out of Gunma quickly, and let me send my friends to the hospital for treatment!

Suda roared in his heart.

That's right, the reason why he made such a humiliating gesture was definitely not because he was afraid of death, but because he wanted to remain useful to collect the corpses of his friends and, um... clean up the mess.

After all, the souls of their horses cannot all be wiped out here!

"Ah - my hand is broken!"

He recognized that this was Shintaro, and with his excellent hearing, he also heard the sound of the stick breaking. It seems that Shintaro's hand was broken by his baseball bat, which was said to be the same model as Shohei Otani's.

Alas, my brother is right, that devil just likes to break other people's hands to torture them.

"Handless Demon"

What an evil, cruel person!

"Ahhhh, Brother Shintaro has been lifted up!"

"The blue hurricane was smashed!"

"Monster! He's a monster!"

From these fearful voices, Suda probably reconstructed the scene. It's 100% the devil who likes to knock people unconscious and then stand on top of people's mountains to watch the stars. He directly lifted Brother Shintaro up and smashed his blue Toyota.

Too cruel! Revenge, definitely revenge!

Because Brother Shintaro had laughed at his driving skills, he just flattened the Blue Hurricane.

Shintaro! My body and heart were completely destroyed!

That was the car that Shintaro grew up with. He didn't spend as much time touching his wife as he touched the steering wheel. I really don't know how Shintaro will continue his life.

Suda cried silently in his heart, pressing his head harder against the ground. No matter how cold the asphalt was, it was not as cold as his heart. He has decided to let his younger brother who is studying in Tokyo return to Gunma tomorrow. It is too dangerous to stay in the same city with such a monster!

Thanks to the big guys for your monthly votes, rewards and recommendation votes. Thank you. I originally wanted to end this plot tonight, but I accidentally wrote a little too much. I will finish it tomorrow with more details.