Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

On a bright spring day, the sun was like honey flowing down from the blue sky. On the tarmac road with few vehicles, the two people on the scooter were coated with a layer of crystal clear sugar coating, like the exhibits in the window of a Japanese confectionery shop.

There was a breeze blowing in her face, but Sanye clearly smelled a sweet smell that could soak her heart. She held the handlebars and smiled and said:

"Just now in the dojo, surrounded by so many girls, Kyosuke was very happy, right?"

"Ah? The wind was too strong, I couldn't hear clearly." Someone pretended to be deaf.

"Are you sure you want to pretend you didn't hear it?" Sanye smiled.

"How can I be happy? Those girls don't know kendo at all. It's really a headache to teach them. They are completely opposite to Sanye." Hojo Kyosuke said righteously.

"Hehe, you know it."

The corner of the miko's mouth raised a proud arc, and then she squeezed the brakes suddenly.

"Ah, sorry, I almost didn't notice the red light."

Feeling the strangeness between her buttocks, the girl's cheeks flushed and she said calmly.

"It's okay, safety first."

Hojo Kyosuke consciously put his legs down to act as a support, hugged Mitsuha's waist and moved back to prevent the girl from being pushed down by him.

From the dojo in the suburbs to the absolutely prosperous central area, the road conditions became visibly worse. Fortunately, the two were not in a hurry, so they turned decisively into the side alleys on the side roads in the face of congested roads. Neither of them had road idiots. Although the accuracy of the electronic map was very touching, it still did not prevent Hojo Kyosuke and Mitsuha Miyamizu from strolling and slowly heading to their destination.

On the way, the two also passed by an oden restaurant that was said to be 80 years old and had been passed down to Yongdaimei after three generations. After asking clearly that although the store had a long history, it did not use century-old soup, Mitsuha decisively stopped the little sheep.

"Chuckbread, fried vegetable buns, fish meatballs, daikon, fish roe lucky bag, tomatoes..."

"Hey, are you sure you want to eat oden tomatoes?"

Looking at Sanye staring at the dishes of the guests on both sides and ordering, Hojo Kyosuke said hurriedly.

"Oh, that's right, what would oden tomatoes taste like..." After being told this, Miss Miko finally sobered up a lot and began to hesitate.

"It's delicious, little girl, I've been eating it for 30 years. I want an oden tomato in spring, warm and sour, this is the food of spring!"

Sanye's menu, ah no, a guest next to her, an aunt in her 40s, said with a hearty smile.

"It's a limited dish, there will be no more in the evening."

The fourth generation, who was wrapped in a blue and white headscarf, also said with a smile, and did not try hard to sell it, but just explained that the tomatoes were not bought in the market, but grown in their own vegetable garden, and only served old customers.

"Lucky! Please give me one."

So Sanye decisively smiled and accepted the kindness of the aunt and the fourth generation. It turned out that this tomato was a hidden menu for regular customers.

Hojo Kyosuke smiled and suddenly missed the super-large beef set meal in Yanaka Ginza. That was also his hidden menu.

Sanye chatted with the aunt next to her with a smile, begging her to introduce more delicious food, not at all shy. The aunt was also very happy to see the innocent girl, and generously asked the boss to take out the fish she brought to entertain Sanye.

There are many small shops like this in Neon that have been passed down for decades. Most of them do business with acquaintances, and they rely on the support of neighbors. They are very humane. The so-called hidden menu often originated from the boss's sudden whim, and gave it to old customers for free. The old customer felt that it was too unpalatable and it was not easy to say it directly to embarrass the boss, so he said that you'd better only use this dish to entertain me, otherwise your store might not be open for long. So the angry boss turned this dish into an exclusive dish for old customers.

As for those restaurants in Ginza that require reservations and require introductions from acquaintances, just like what the Neon Agricultural Association does, they use this method to forcibly increase their value. There are pros and cons that outsiders cannot comment on.

One advantage of oden is that it is served very quickly, because most of the ingredients are always bathed in hot soup, except for a few ingredients such as vermicelli, which are scalded and then taken out. The reason why Mitsuha, who was in a hurry to go shopping, chose this restaurant was not only because she felt that this was a special fate, but also because she saw that it would not delay her too much time.

The blue crackle glaze wide-mouthed bamboo hat bowl was full of steaming food. The fourth generation smeared a ball of yellow mustard on the edge of the bowl and the oden was ready.

"Please use it."

Hojo Kyosuke took the bowl before Mitsuha.

"It's very hot!" He frowned and warned, this idiot, did she think her delicate hands could compare with the boss? Hojo Kyosuke even suspected that the fourth generation could directly put his hands into the oil pan to fish out tempura.

"Oh~~" Sanye agreed playfully.

The pink breath of the two people puffing out like steam made the aunt next to them smile.

"I'm starting~"

Putting her hands together and holding the chopsticks with her thumbs, Sanye shouted softly, and then she couldn't wait to use the chopsticks to split the big root in half from the middle.

The big root is a white radish, a round piece, washed with soup and looks warm.

"Huff--"

The girl pursed her lips and blew hard, and she couldn't wait for a second. The next second, the radish that had just been blown cool was stuffed into Kyosuke's mouth by her.

"How is it, is it delicious!"

"Oh, very good!"

Hojo Kyousuke didn't use his teeth at all, he just crushed the radish with a stir with his tongue. The fresh and salty juice mixed with the faint fragrance of the radish slid down the esophagus and into the stomach, making his whole body warm.

"Hey, I think it should be delicious."

Sanye squinted her eyes and smiled with satisfaction, then picked up the other half and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Oh! Oh vaguely!"

Big root, lucky bag, bamboo wheel, prawn...

One bowl of food for two people. Fortunately, both the customer and the boss were middle-aged aunties who were happy to see the couple in love, otherwise they would have been kicked out long ago. After the first feeding, both of them still used their own chopsticks in a good manner.

"The tomatoes are ready, please use them."

The boss brought a slightly smaller bowl. Hojo Kyosuke took it and took a look. In the gray-brown bowl, there was only one peeled tomato. It was as red as the sun at five o'clock in the morning. Besides the tomatoes, there was a spoonful of oden. of soup base.

Sanye's eyes were shining with expectation. He took a spoonful and put it into his mouth. His slender and beautiful eyebrows immediately wrinkled.

"Oh, oh vaguely..."

"Haha, let me just say it's very good. It's good for the body and can supplement vitamins." The customer's aunt said with a smile.

"Uh-huh!"

The girl nodded vigorously, then pushed the bowl in front of Hojo Kyosuke:

"Kyosuke, please try it quickly. You have worked hard today, so you need to add more nutrition!"

Hojo Kyousuke pulled his eyes away from the tomato and looked at Mitsuha's dark eyes, and only saw the words "Eat quickly, don't embarrass me".

"Training? Yes..."

The customer's aunt who had finished eating and was drinking soup asked curiously, so the miko lady immediately picked up the topic and began to talk with great pride about how her man had just beaten the sixth-degree trainee of the Metropolitan Police Department into obscurity. She did not say it out of dignity. Kenichi Chiba’s police station and name, etc., just say that he is a person who has won the team championship of the National Police Conference, and the individual three times; the team winner of the World Players All Conference, the appearance of the All Neon Players Human Rights Conference, and the All Neon Things An outstanding swordsman who participated in the confrontation tournament...

The aunt's pupils were shaking as she heard this. She felt that this young man was really unparalleled in the world. When she heard that Mitsuha Miyamizu actually studied at Ochanomizu Women's University, she kept saying that it was no wonder she could find such an excellent boyfriend. She had such a good brain. The Yondaime, who had nothing to do, also came over and praised the two as a match made in heaven. He said a lot of good things. He also warmly invited Mitsuha Miyamizu and Kyosuke Hojo to take a group photo. She would greet everyone when guests come again in the future. Telling the story of the two of them, she also showed off the celebrities who had visited her store.

Miss Miko has always been very keen on things like this that can openly show affection. She agreed without saying anything. At the same time, she showed off her husband's identity as a famous writer, and generously said that he could give autographs to two new friends, and the value would definitely increase in the future. of. Then the aunt and the Yondaime were shocked again, even praising Mitsuha Miyamizu that she was so lucky to find such a partner. After enjoying the rainbow fart for a while, the miko lady modestly stated that the two were actually connected because of the gods, which led to her identity as a miko...

With one tug and another, the two poor middle-aged women were completely reduced to tools for Her Highness the Divine Witch to show their affection. When she finally closed her mouth with satisfaction, she took a sip of soup to moisten her throat, and turned her head, only to see that the not-so-delicious tomato had been eaten by Kyosuke.

"Very good, not being picky about food is a good habit!" Mitsuha Miyamizu praised with satisfaction.

"Yes, if parents are picky about food, they will set wrong examples for their children, which will be a very bad education for their children." said the aunt.

"Yeah, that's what I thought too!"

Mitsuha looked like he felt the same way, which made Hojo Kyousuke roll his eyes inwardly.

So that’s why you have to put your name on the jelly you put in the refrigerator? If I fight against my sister now, I'm afraid I won't fight against my child in the future.

The two of them stood in front of the bar next to the customer's aunt, and the boss stood inside, taking a photo together under the name of the store. Yes, this small shop is so crowded that they don’t even put chairs. Customers stand directly in front of the bar, which is quite conducive to digestion. It can save space and buy more food. In terms of turning shortcomings into advantages, the boss of Daimei has done a very good job.

"Remember to bring the poster, I will put it in the store to help Hojo-kun promote it!"

Before leaving, the fourth generation boss did not forget to say hello.

"I will also go to the bookstore to support you. Always love me, Ms. Miyamizu." The customer's aunt smiled brightly.

"Yeah, thank you."

Mitsuha Miyamizu showed her eight white teeth and smiled extremely happily.

She opened the door curtain and walked out. The smile on her face did not disappear, but she had a small paper bag in her hand. It was a small gift from the boss. Originally, the boss wanted to give the two of them a discount, but the total was only 3,200 yen. How dare the two of them take advantage of this, so the Yondaime settled for the next best thing and gave two futons as a gift. The tomatoes that Shui Sanye praised highly were taken away by the two of them.

After riding the little sheep, Miyamizu Mitsuha felt her belly was full and her body was warm and soft. She was too lazy to move, let alone ride a bicycle. Now she just wanted to hold Kyousuke's waist and quietly enjoy the happiness of being full.

For Kyousuke Hojo, who drives a heavy motorcycle every day, riding a little sheep is easier than walking. Even if the alley is narrow and turns left and right, the girl behind him will not feel any bumps.

After a while, Sanye opened his eyes lazily:

"Hey, Kyousuke..."

Before she finished her sentence, the girl wrinkled her little nose and took two breaths.

"Wow, my mouth is full of the taste of oden!"

Miss Miko was full of surprise, and then she exhaled twice with a laugh, and even tried to raise her neck to get close to Hojo Kyosuke's helmet and exhaled twice.

"Do you smell it?" she asked expectantly.

"Stupid, it was all blown away by the wind." Hojo Kyosuke complained, is this guy's brain not working well because of the increase in blood sugar due to the supplement of carbohydrates?

"Is that so..."

Sanye's mouth shrank, feeling uncomfortable. Then she heard two "haha" exhalations.

"I smell it now."

The man in front said this, and Sanye raised her head.

"Because the taste in our mouths is the same."

"Hehe, that's right!"

Sanye was inexplicably happy, exhaled two breaths and inhaled them into her nose, then said with disgust:

"Hey, Kyosuke, your mouth smells like radish!"

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Kyosuke Hojo rolled his eyes, exhaled and inhaled:

"Hey, Sanye, your mouth smells like oden tomatoes!"

"No way! You ate all the tomatoes!" The girl was like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"You still know that I ate it, I advised you not to order it!"

"Then, isn't that curiosity... Besides! The aunt and the store manager said it was delicious, don't you know that good medicine tastes bitter!" Miyamizu Sanye was stubborn, and then curiously asked:

"Then how did you eat it in the end?"

As a couple with soul mates, she knew clearly that Kyosuke must not like the taste of the tomato.

"I crushed it in the soup and made tomato soup." Kyosuke Hojo was proud.

"Siguoyi, you are worthy of it!" Sanye took a breath.

The two talked silly all the way. When they passed Taito Park, they stopped and sat on a bench by the river. They took out the tomatoes that the four generations had just seen off.

The cool breeze blew over the surface of the Sumida River. It was not cold, but just gently reminded people that spring had not yet passed. Now was the most pleasant time of the year.

The tomatoes had been washed. Holding the steamy tomatoes, Hojo Kyosuke felt like he was back at the Miyamizu Shrine. After that time, there were endless fruits and vegetables to eat all day. Every noon, he didn't need to do it. Siye would wash a basket of tomatoes and cucumbers quickly. The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren sat around the low table, listening to Miyamizu Toshiki's campaign manifesto on the radio, looking at the plants in the courtyard, and leisurely enjoying the sweetness of vegetables.

He turned his head to look at Sanye, and saw that the girl also lowered her head and said nothing after taking a bite of the tomato.

Sanye, she is also missing her grandmother, right?

Thinking of this, he said:

"If we have time, let's take Yotsuba back to see grandma."

"The Fourth Hokage is right, this tomato is really delicious!"

Almost at the same time, Miyamizu Mitsuha raised her little face, her eyes shining with surprise.

After she finished speaking, the miko was stunned and asked hesitantly:

"Kyosuke, what did you say just now?"