Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

He really responded to me! Mitsuha Miyamizu was so excited that she was also shy about doing bad things and being discovered by her master.

But now was not the time to dwell on this. She clicked on the memo and read it.

The owner of this body is Hojo Kyosuke. According to his speculation, the two people will exchange bodies in their sleep, that is, their consciousness will enter each other's body.

well? Why does this happen? As a senior miko Mitsuha Miyamizu felt incredible.

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I studied in Dongcheng Junior High School, and I turned out to be a junior high school student. That night scared me. Are all junior high school students in Tokyo so good at playing?

The leader of the bad group Rampage Angels...

It turned out that it was not a joke. Looking at the sentence "Don't be scared if you meet someone and bow to say hello," Miyamizu Mitsuha laughed twice.

Kendo club guidance, lunch break on the rooftop...

My good friend from the same class, Tetsuta Kirisaki, is gone? It's too pitiful to have only one friend.

And the vice president and friend Maki Kyosuke.

"If you encounter any trouble, you can go to the above two people. Also, if you receive a message, don't reply for me."

What? It sounds like someone wants to see your information, you bastard. Thinking this, Mitsuha Miyamizu couldn't help but click on the mailbox.

Miki Okudera, Sakura Yamauchi, Nishimiya Glass, Naoka Ueno, Selti Strülson...

What's going on with this guy? Why are they all girls' names, even foreign ones? !

Are you a big radish? Mitsuha Miyamizu's eyes widened.

After clicking through them one by one, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. They were not lovers, just good friends.

Sensing his abnormal reaction, Miyamizu Mitsuha felt a little embarrassed and angry. Whether he is a playboy or not is none of my business, I just don't want to be disturbed by his things.

Then there is commuting, "If you can ride a motorcycle, you can ride my Rocket 33. If not, you can choose to take the subway. The train times are as follows..."

Hey, Rocket 33? What's this name? It's so cute. No, the point is that I can't catch the subway!

Mitsuha Miyamizu glanced at the time and immediately jumped up from the sofa.

Fortunately, although Hojo Kyosuke commutes by motorcycle, he has the habit of studying at home or doing morning exercises every morning, so he has plenty of time. Otherwise, Mitsuha Miyamizu would have been late if he stayed for such a long time.

Quickly putting on her shoes and picking up her school bag, Miyamizu Mitsuha rushed out of the door.

As soon as he opened the door, his vision suddenly opened up, and Tokyo in the morning suddenly appeared before Miyamizu Mitsuha's eyes.

This is, Tokyo!

The glass on the exterior walls of high-rise buildings is shining, and there are lush trees in the park not far away, as well as huge tower cranes and cars one after another on the road...

The unique scene in a big city made Mitsuha Miyamizu's eyes widen in excitement. Before she had time to think about it, the elevator had already arrived. Miyamizu Mitsuha reluctantly looked away from the corridor window and walked into the elevator.

Coming downstairs, Mitsuha Miyamizu saw the conspicuous black motorcycle at a glance.

Is that the one?

The memo left by Kyosuke Hojo contained a photo of Rocket 33.

So handsome. Although I have never been exposed to motorcycles, I was conquered by the handsomeness of Rocket 33 just by taking one look at Mitsuha Miyamizu.

Damn it, why can’t I ride a motorcycle?

Holding back her reluctance, Miyamizu Mitsuha trotted towards the subway station.

This body runs so fast! While running, Mitsuha Miyamizu was shocked again by the steady stream of power coming from his body. Why is this guy named Hojo Kyousuke so powerful? He's just a first-year junior high school student, a delinquent boss and a kendo instructor.

On the way, I was indulging in the fresh street scenes and wasted some time. Fortunately, I took the subway at the last moment. Miyamizu Mitsuha breathed a sigh of relief. Feel free to raise your hand and grab the pull tab. It’s good to be taller!

When she arrived at the station, Mitsuha Miyamizu, who had never experienced Tokyo's morning rush hour, was pushed off the subway by the crowd. Standing at the exit, the constant flow of people around her made her feel lost.

By the way, Hojo Kyosuke told me how to go!

Quickly open the memo and follow the prompts to open the navigation. Although it was only a short distance, the man named Hojo Kyosuke had made special signs on the forks on the road where he might go wrong, and also marked several convenience stores where he often bought breakfast.

This guy is so attentive, even at home. Everything is in order, and everything is placed exactly as stated in the memo.

He must be someone like me who has only experienced body swapping once. I thought he had already surmised so many things while dreaming. He also prepared such a detailed "life strategy" for me. According to the popular saying, this is correct, right?

While thinking about it, Miyamizu Mitsuha followed the navigation and walked to the school gate of Dongcheng. Sure enough, just like Hojo Kyosuke said, people kept saying hello to him, but they were not as exaggerated as that night.

Because Hojo Kyosuke didn't tell her how to deal with it, Mitsuha Miyamizu could only keep smiling and respond.

What she didn't know was that usually Hojo Kyosuke didn't respond if he thought it was troublesome, and these subordinates didn't care either. Saying hello is what they should do, and the boss is free to respond or not.

But today, when everyone saw the boss responding with a smile, the subordinates began to wonder if the boss was in a better mood today, and they were all gearing up to ask for advice on some powerful moves during the kendo practice after school.

Mitsuha Miyamizu naturally didn't know what she would encounter after school. When she arrived at the door of the classroom, she felt that her face was about to freeze with laughter.

"Good morning, Hojo." Tetsuta Kisaki said.

"Good morning, Kisaki."

Kisaki Tetsuta, the strategist of the organization, is also a classmate, and the one who sent him home that night. Hojo Kyosuke wrote clearly in the memo and also attached photos.

This person actually sat in the same seat as him at Itomori, Mitsuha Miyamizu thought as he put down his schoolbag.

The height difference brought about visual differences, and the distance between the table and herself made Miyamizu Mitsuha feel very strange.

Of course, what was more surprising was this unfamiliar school. Miyamizu Mitsuha turned to look out the window.

Unlike Itomori's old teaching building, Dongcheng, a prestigious private school, can be said to be rich and wealthy. The teaching building of Hojo Kyosuke's junior high school was even renovated last year.

Huge windows with high light transmittance, smooth corridors, metal guardrails, the only glass bridge in the teaching building, the glass dome covering the open space in the middle of the teaching building...

Everything made Miyamizu Mitsuha excited, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Tetsuta Kisaki who was working hard on the questions.

"Xisaki, how much tuition does it cost to study in this school?"

"Why are you asking this? Don't you know?" Kisaki Tetsuta asked strangely.

"Don't worry about this, tell people quickly."

evil

"Someone?" Tetsuta Kisaki felt chills all over at the sound of someone saying that.

"Ahem, stop talking nonsense and tell me quickly." Mitsuha Miyamizu quickly corrected him. Hojo Kyosuke had told him what to do if he encountered a similar special situation. It's very simple, just be fierce, no one dares to question him too much.

"You guys, you start playing tricks on people early in the morning. For the first year, the admission fee plus tuition and facility expansion funds are about 1.5 million yen. For the next two academic years, there are other fees. We will notify you when the time comes. Didn't you get the principal's scholarship to enroll in school free of charge? Why do you ask?"

1500000!

Mitsuha Miyamizu lowered her head silently. Her annual pocket money was only 20,000 yen.

Turning sideways to avoid Tetsuta Kirisaki's sight, Mitsuha Miyamizu opened her wallet. All I could see were 10,000-yuan bills, and I roughly counted them, probably more than 100,000.

This guy is so rich!

But isn’t he a bad boss? Why is studying so good? Principal Scholarship, Mitsuha Miyamizu has only seen it in TV series, and it is a treatment only given to the top students that major schools compete for.

Thanks to the guy from "Meeting Sayu who ran away from home and starting to reborn in Tokyo" for the recommendation, thank you!

The last chapter was reviewed. Sorry, I have to find an editor tomorrow to release it.