Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"You two idiots, just stand aside immediately, shut up, and cheer me on!"

Mitsuha Miyamizu raised her hand in the direction of Yukinoshita Yukino with a dark face.

"oh……"

Eirili pursed her lips and reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​using force to win against Sakura. Kasumigaoka Shiyu next to her also obediently put down her hands and walked to the side.

If the target is Yamauchi Sakura, their black gold combination can still have a chance, but if the angry person is Mitsuha, who has been carefully coached by Kyousuke, it is better not to humiliate herself.

Then the two ends of the table tennis table suddenly became refreshing, with Mitsuha Miyamizu and Sakura Yamauchi on each side.

Glass, who was standing next to the table as the referee, tilted his head. His little mind was a little confused for a moment, and he couldn't figure out that this table tennis match was not a duel between Shiyu and Eirili? Why are the two sides of the war standing aside to watch the show, while Sakura and Mitsuha, as foreign aids, start a duel instead?

Proxy war?

Sakura did not tie her hair up after taking a shower, but let it hang loosely on her shoulders. The light moisture made her brown hair look much darker.

Opposite Sanye had also just finished bathing, and the skin exposed on her sleeves and collar was white, rosy and very pink. Having practiced kendo for many years, she has long been accustomed to pulling her hair into a high ponytail.

The two girls looked at each other across the table tennis table. Although they didn't say a word, the onlookers felt the solemn and solemn atmosphere.

If you want to ask why, it was because both of them shook off the red disposable slippers on their feet in three or two blows.

It was obvious that both Mitsuha and Sakura felt that slippers would hinder their performance.

But Yukinoshita Yukino knows that compared to slippers, the three talents of Eiri, Kasumigaoka and Naoka are the biggest load-bearing bags for Ms. Miyamizu. The three people leaving the table were a completely epic enhancement for Sanye.

Eiriri pouted her lips and was very unhappy, because when Sakura was fighting the four of them just now, she didn't mind that slippers were inconvenient to move around, but now she was so serious when she was fighting Mitsuha alone. She clearly looked down on them!

However, looking at Yamauchi Sakura who was binding up her sleeves with her collared arms and looking like she was going to have a big fight, she obediently chose to be angry but not speak out.

Simply put, the "loop arm" is a cloth belt. It originated in the Han Dynasty. The wide robe and long sleeves look good when worn, and make the woman look fairy-like and the man look generous and heroic, but it is obviously not convenient for movement, so when doing things, you have to The sleeves were tied up with cloth tape. The same goes for neon kimonos, there are many ways to tie them.

For example, in this case, Sakura first bites one end of the cloth strap with her mouth to fix the left sleeve, then fixes the right sleeve, and crosses the sleeves behind her back to form an X. Mitsuha Miyamizu, who has been learning to weave knots from her grandmother since she was a child, is obviously better at these things. Without anyone's help, she neatly fixed the two sleeves, and then intertwined the loops and tied a nice big knot behind her back. bow.

"Oops! I lost the game before it even started!"

Yamauchi Sakura howled in shock. She raised her hand and pointed at Mitsuha on the opposite side, crying to the chief judge Glass and everyone on the jury:

"Such a nice-looking and easy-to-use knot, it's obviously meant to bully my lack of strength!"

The sleeves of the yukata were held back by the loops, and the girl's arms were exposed, as smooth and white as a piece of ivory.

Mitsuha Miyamizu, who was fighting high-spirited, suddenly had black lines in his head when he heard this, and said speechlessly: "Stop being so messy, drive quickly..."

"agree!"

Yinglili raised her hand without thinking.

“The protest works!”

Kasumigaoka made a clear voice with an expressionless expression.

"It is indeed an unfair game!"

"??? Yukinoshita???"

"I didn't expect Sanye to use such a despicable trick. I really can't tell..."

"Maybe it was infected by Kyosuke."

"Ohhh, ohhhh!!!"

Mitsuha Miyamizu looked at the huge referee team on the sidelines in stunned silence, you guys...

Obviously, these guys are envious of the female power displayed by the miko. That's right, everyone is just tying knots on their sleeves, but you go all out and tie a pretty bow on your back. What, you want to be a fairy? The referee panel will not allow it!

Yamauchi Sakura, who occupied the moral high ground, immediately pushed forward and shouted with indignation: "A rematch! I demand a rematch!"

"Forehead……"

After hearing this, Nishimiya Glass felt a little embarrassed and raised his little hand to scratch his face with his index finger. He ran to Sakurara's side with small steps and whispered:

"Well, Sakura, the game hasn't started yet... It's zero to zero now, and it will still be zero to zero after the rematch."

This is a new showdown after driving away three losers. If the previous three-to-zero score continues, it will be Yamauchi Sakura himself who suffers, because he is blowing his own whistle.

"Σヽ(Д;)"

Yamauchi Sakura was shocked, as if he didn't expect that all his efforts would be in vain after making such a big fuss.

Sanye, who was opposite him, slapped him on the forehead and looked at the idiot playing tricks opposite him in a dumbfounded manner.

Sakura cleverly changed her request immediately: "Then I ask the cheater opposite to make me a nice knot!"

"agree!"

"You can't take advantage of her like this!"

"Yes! As punishment, I have to help the referees get a good-looking one too!"

“Wuhu~~”

Listening to those idiots, Mitsuha Miyamizu was so angry that he waved a table tennis bat and shouted:

"Stop it, you guys. If you want me to help you tie your sleeves, just come over and stand still. If you say anything cheating, I'll beat you up!"

"Oh~"

Without thinking, Sakura pulled the knot to loosen the knot, and stood obediently in front of Mitsuha. Beside her were lined up in turn, Naoko, Naohana, Yukino... Erili quickly changed into a yukata immediately.

Taking the white cloth belt, Mitsuba held the rope end with both hands, hugged Sakura from behind lightly and gently, tied the sleeve robe back, and then wrapped it in a circle, and his hands met behind Sakura.

"It feels like I'm back in the spring of that year."

Yamauchi Sakura chuckled, turned her face and said softly:

"At that time, we were lining up like this, waiting for Sanye to braid our hair."

Hearing this, the miko lady also showed a nostalgic expression on her face. She smiled and said:

"Yes, Naohana also helped me sew my clothes. Kyousuke's body strength is so strong that he tore my clothes to pieces with just a simple move."

It was so happy at that time, living in Kyousuke's body, spending his royalties, teaching his subordinates, going shopping and playing with his female friends... everything seemed like it happened yesterday.

Glass and Naoka next to them also showed knowing smiles. Even three years later, they still remember Sakura's words:

"Who are you?"

To her childhood sweetheart Kyosuke, Sakura asked this question with a smile on her face.

It was not only Sanye who was sweating profusely at that time, but also the two of them.

Almost like a horror story.

"What what what!?"

The four of them laughed in such a tacit understanding that Yingli, who was listening at a loss, was so anxious that she was sweating profusely.

Okay, you have a little secret behind my back!

Seeing the anxious look of Her Royal Highness the Princess, Mitsuha and Sakura looked at each other and smiled. Because everyone knew about Kyousuke's version of Mitsuha, they didn't hide it, and blithely told Sakurara about the fact that he saw Mitsuha's true identity the first time he met her.

"..."

After hearing the story, Eiri fell into silence. Compared to Sakura who saw the truth as soon as they met, she tried her best to help Mitsuha find a reason even if she found something was wrong...

Isn't he just an idiot?

Ahhhhhh!

How can it be repaired?

If I had known earlier, I could have bribed Mitsuha and asked her to use Kyousuke's body to make a million-dollar treaty that would humiliate the country and record a video to blackmail Kyousuke!

Next to her, Kasumigaoka Shiyu's mouth also twitched. Although she was already speechless when she first saw Mitsuha in Ruyi's dormitory, after learning about Mitsuha and Sakura, her speechlessness increased exponentially.

"Okay~ Now you're satisfied."

Sanye clapped her hands and said happily.

After a while, she had neatly tied up everyone's waistbands.

Ying Lili came to the mirror on the wall, twisted her waist slightly, and immediately exclaimed: "So beautiful!"

It's obviously just a simple cloth belt, but in Mitsuha Miyamizu's hands it immediately turns into art. The knots behind each person's back are different, and the only thing they have in common is that they are all beautiful and uniquely beautiful.

The girls forgot about the table tennis match for a moment and admired each other for the knot behind it.

Miyamizu Yotsuba, who was secretly paying attention here, curled her lips in disdain. When Itomori was still there, she was always the only one who tied up her sister. Only during her three years in junior high school did that woman occasionally show mercy and help her tie up. But the technology is very poor. Even so, Yotsuba was very moved.

After I moved to Nara, when I needed to tie my arms to wear a kimono, the person who helped me became my father. It is said that my mother called him the knot.

His father would tie the waistbands of himself and his sister. My sister looked more and more like the mother in my impression, but not very gentle.

"Okay, let's fight for the second time, Star Tuo!"

Glass stood next to the table tennis table and waved his hand to announce the start of the game. The smile on his face was very bright, and he was obviously in a good mood.

Mitsuha Miyamizu's slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, her face was tense, and every toe she stepped on the wooden floor was exerting force.

Yamauchi Sakura on the opposite side seemed to be intimidated by the aura of "Nara's Female Swordsman". She shouted with a trembling tone: "I surrender..."

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Almost as soon as Sakura finished speaking, two crisp collision sounds were heard, and then a yellow ping pong ball flew straight past her head.

She lamented sadly: "Oh~~I thought I succeeded again~"

Obviously this is a "throw-in-defeat tactic". After scoring, she could argue that "I'm throwing in the towel" was a cheering slogan she designed for herself. After all, she didn't signal to the referee.

Yinglili couldn't help but exclaimed: "So despicable!"

Upon hearing this, Sakura immediately turned her head and gave a thumbs up, showing a proud smile.

"I didn't praise you!"

Yinglili was speechless.

"That's your business."

Sakura smiled brightly: "The honor I want will be won with my own hands!"

"I told you that I'm not complimenting you. Don't get more and more proud!"

Seeing that Sakura was about to start a battle with the judges, Mitsuha Miyamizu finally couldn't help but said:

"It's one to zero, Sakura, aren't you going to be more serious?"

Yamauchi Sakura chuckled and said casually: "What does it matter? It's a ten-ball decision anyway, so it's still early."

"You are still so arrogant and like to look down on others."

The miko lady shook her head helplessly, her tone a little low.

These harsh words made Eiri, who was happily arguing with Sakura, stunned for a moment, and Kasumigaoka and others looked at Mitsuha without knowing why. Sakura's friend Takimoto Kyoko even frowned.

The miko lady didn't explain, she just looked at Sakura tightly.

"Or do you think that you who were very powerful when you were young are still powerful now?"

Yamauchi Sakura's reaction was different from everyone else. After the initial daze, she returned to her smiling appearance.

"That's right. I was invincible in the past and I will continue to be invincible in the future."

She laughed playfully, bent down to pick up the table tennis ball and threw it towards the opposite side.

The miko lady seemed to be very angry at these words. She pursed her lips tightly and swung the table tennis racket vigorously to start serving.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

…

Crisp sounds kept ringing, and the table tennis ball almost turned into an invisible afterimage. The onlookers Ying Lili and others didn't even have the time to think about the inexplicable conversation between the two. They just stared blankly at the two people who kept waving their arms.

Glass didn't lie, Sakura's table tennis level was indeed very high. She and Hojo Kyosuke were able to occupy the table tennis table and play until the end of time without even using other means.

The white little feet of the two girls stepped on the wooden floor, making a dull sound. Each hard step was followed by a swift blow.

Glass had quietly stepped back, and she could see that the two of them were very serious now.

"Do you feel my strength? Six years ago, I didn't have such strength. Even if I can't beat you now, what about one year from now or three years from now? Do you really have that confidence?"

Mitsuha Miyamizu said coldly while waving her racket.

The smile on Yamauchi Sakura's face disappeared after she became serious. After jumping up and hitting a killing ball, she also said:

"Yes, you, you, everyone will continue to get stronger, but you know what? Sanye."

As she spoke, she swung her racket and struck an attack that could not be repelled.

The ping pong ball broke through Sanye's defense and then hit the wall behind.

The miko lady went to pick up the ball without saying a word, and behind her, Yamauchi Sakura's voice was extremely clear.

"But me, it's the past, it's memories."

"Memories cannot be defeated. They will only be coated with layers of veils as time goes by."

Although she hit a beautiful ball and regained a point cleanly, the girl who said such arrogant words had a very sad tone.

Mitsuha Miyamizu threw the ball over without saying a word, looking at the opponent with firm and even fierce eyes.

"..."

Eirili quietly hid her petite body behind Kasumigaoka and asked in a low voice:

"What on earth are they talking about?" (End of Chapter)