Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"Oh, so fishing at night is so fun? Ayukawa-san with hair like a platypus tail. I really want to meet her if I have the chance. Kyousuke, you should have invited her as a guest just now. There are many rooms here anyway. Couldn’t live any longer. ”

"I have to go to work tomorrow. I'm obviously a senior in high school and I still work part-time at a fish shop. I don't know if it's to relax or to adapt to the workplace in advance."

"If you really like fishing that much, wouldn't it be a good idea to open a fishing gear shop? Instead of becoming a professional fisherman directly, opening a shop can prevent your interest from turning into torture, just like those monks who run temples."

"That's right, aren't we going to a shrine tomorrow? Mitsuba, have you decided which shrine you want to go to? There seem to be a lot of shrines on the island here."

"Huh? Why do you ask me about this kind of thing? Shouldn't everyone discuss it together?"

"You are an "expert", professional matters should be left to professionals! "

"...If you say that, the expert should be someone from the Cultural Affairs Bureau's religious affairs section. I don't know anyone except a few shrines and temples that I am familiar with Miyamizu Shrine."

"Oh, I even know the names of relevant departments. You are worthy of being an "expert"! "

"You guys, please stop it. I am a religious legal person after all, so I still need to know this kind of thing."

"Do you still have this identity? But didn't I remember that Hatagoro told me that Mitsuha, you distributed all the aid funds used to rebuild the shrine to the townspeople of Itomori?"

"That's true, but not rebuilding the shrine does not prevent me from inheriting the status of the shrine's legal person. It is tax-free. When I first moved to Nara, my grandparents also suggested that the Mizoguchi family's old house be used as a shrine. This way you don’t have to pay property taxes every year.

I also told you about this, Kyousuke, and asked you if you wanted to help avoid taxes. "

"Oh, I remembered, I said it. But it's too troublesome. I'm a public figure after all. If someone pulls my pigtails like this, it's not worth the gain. Kisaki is very good at this kind of thing. I even doubt it. He can pay no taxes at all if necessary."

"Also, it would be bad if he was identified as a gangster laundering money."

"The legal person of Miyamizu Shrine is actually you Mitsuha... Then why is Yotsuba still urging me to help her build the shrine?"

"because……"

"wrong!"

"Wait a minute! Hojo, didn't you say you wanted to make tempura? Why are you sitting at the bathroom door chatting all the time!"

Yukinoshita Yukino discovered her blind spot as if she suddenly regained the light:

"And you, Sakura! Why did you call Hojo here to chat? If you want to talk, just wipe yourself off and go out! Mitsuha, you do the same, why do you cooperate with them!"

Yamauchi Sakura, who was lying on the edge of the pool with his arms pillowed on his head and looking at the white sliding door, chuckled and said casually:

"Because it's like Kyousuke is in there taking a hot spring bath with me~"

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Yukino's expression lost control for a moment. It was because of this that something bad happened!

The bathroom door is a traditional Japanese shoji door. The wooden frame is covered with a layer of paper-like waterproof material. The sound insulation effect cannot be said to be bad, but not at all. The voice of Hojo Kyousuke speaking outside the door was so close that it sounded like it was ringing in my ears. Yukinoshita felt like a person with no clothes on... No, I really have no clothes on!

"Hojo!!!"

Yukinoshita shouted angrily in a low voice.

"Hey, hey, hey~~ Let's go, let's go."

Hojo Kyosuke, who was sitting cross-legged on the tatami outside the door, suddenly stood up, patted his butt and walked to the kitchen.

Listening to the sound of footsteps going away, Miyamizu Mitsuha also stood up and stepped out of the hot spring with one long leg.

The body that was suddenly exposed to the air couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the hot spring pool again, coveting the warmth inside, but...

She picked up a white bath towel from the side and wrapped it around her body. The bodice just stuck to her chest.

What a pity. I originally wanted to go out and tease Kyousuke while he was outside the door.

Thinking about this, Sanye looked at the two people who were still in the hot spring and said with a smile: "It's almost time for you to get up. If you continue to soak in, you will become an old woman."

Yukino, whose physical strength was extremely weak, couldn't bear it anymore. Hearing the words, he immediately stood up, and the hot water on his neck condensed into beads and fell from his chest without any obstruction.

Sakura raised her hand and looked at the lamp on the ceiling for a moment, then smiled and pointed her palm at Mitsuha Miyamizu:

"Isn't this just right? Let Sanye see how I look as I age now."

The miko lady said angrily: "Then you should also sink your face into the water..."

Halfway through her words, the girl couldn't help but fell silent. She turned her face slightly to look at Yukino, who was wearing a bath towel, and as expected saw a silent face.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Yukinoshita's light blue eyes, and after seeing Mitsuha's sad expression, a trace of emotion flashed in her heart.

Finally, he was not the only one to be tortured by Sakura's Hell Joke.

When the three of them walked out of the door wrapped in bath towels and were about to go to the room to change clothes, they heard a howl.

"It hurts—it hurts—!!"

"That...is Yinglili, right?"

Yukinoshita asked with some uncertainty.

Sanye nodded: "There is no one else but her who can cry out in pain so energetically."

"Don't worry about it. Didn't Kyosuke just say that? Ask the boss to help find a masseur. Eriri will laugh non-stop even when she uses the jacuzzi, let alone a massage."

Sakura waved her hand and looked at someone worriedly:

"If you want, you can try it, Yukino. Otherwise, you may not be able to walk tomorrow."

"..."

Yukino wanted to say don't underestimate people, but she really didn't have the confidence, so she nodded obediently and walked to the place where the wailing came from.

"I just went to see Eriri."

The masseur was professional, just like the driver during the day, who was called by the hotel and needed to pay extra, but it was definitely a top-notch service.

After the team became two people, Mitsuha and Sakura seemed to have finished talking just now, and walked to the room in silence.

It was still the yukata provided by the hotel, apricot white with golden thread lock edges, and some small details were made very delicately.

After tying the belt with the help of Mitsuha, Sakura turned around in front of the mirror and nodded frequently, as if praising her own beauty. Finally, she turned around and looked at Mitsuha with her big, shining eyes.

Miss Miko rolled her eyes and said helplessly: "Beautiful, beautiful, Sakura is the cutest in the world!"

"Hehe~~"

These yukatas can also be taken away when checking out. There is a reason why the room fee is so expensive. If these free yukatas are sold in shops outside, it is not a small amount. The hotel is not doing a loss-making business, but a kind of publicity strategy. Although the cost is high, it is actually no different from handing out tissue fans on the street. It can also make guests feel at ease about the yukata.

Back in the lounge, Sakura opened her mouth and was about to summon everyone to the restaurant for a midnight snack, but saw that Xiaojia Shizi was burying his head in a cabinet and looking for something with his butt sticking out.

"Kyosuke, Kyosuke? Come out soon, Onii-chan——"

Okay, it turns out that he is looking for Kyosuke.

"So why did you look into the closet while calling for your brother?"

Hearing the voice of Sister Sakura, Kashiko quickly pulled her head back and said:

"Because my brother is missing."

The little girl's voice was childish and crisp, very cute.

Mitsuha came up with a smile: "But Kyosuke is so big, he can't get into such a small closet at all."

"That's right!"

Kashiko's round face showed an expression of sudden realization, and then she put her head back into the closet.

"Eri? Eriri, come out quickly--"

Yukinoshita Haruno, who came to watch the fun, exclaimed: "What a smart child!"

While speaking, she squatted down and turned on the flashlight on her mobile phone, enthusiastically helping Kashiko to light up.

Unfortunately, good intentions did bad things. The closet was illuminated by the light, and Hojo Kyosuke's smart sister immediately found that Eriri was not hiding in it, so she pouted her little mouth in disappointment. Fortunately, the little guy has a very good personality and doesn't have the habit of crying at every turn.

Yingliang also took the opportunity to announce the midnight snack party. Yotsuba, who was already hungry, immediately left her friends and ran out of the door to the living room.

Walking at the end to avoid Yukino holding Kashiko in her arms, she asked her gently if she wanted to sleep, after all, it was already early in the morning.

But children's schedules are completely different from adults. Because they are going out to play, Kashiko is very excited early in the morning, just like Yukino. I couldn't hold on and slept for a long time in the car during the day, and slept for a long time after watching the fireworks festival. Now is the time to be full of energy.

As for others?

If you don't stay up late, isn't it equivalent to not having a holiday?

Hojo Kyosuke emphasized to everyone early in the morning that he would sleep in tomorrow morning. He booked a room for two nights, so he didn't have to worry about other things. He worked hard to stay up late and stayed in bed.

Walking along the long corridor to the living room, before stepping into that space, a strong smell of oil wafted over.

"Hmm? Why is it so fragrant? Did you add something special?"

Yono swallowed her saliva and looked at Miki Okudera next to her, who smiled slightly:

"No, it's just that Kyosuke didn't turn on the range hood."

"..."

Even a fun-loving person like Yono was stunned for two seconds after hearing this, and then laughed: "Hahaha, this bad guy, is he deliberately trying to lure us to eat more?"

Sakura and Yukino and others next to him laughed silently. Kyosuke liked to do this in Ruyi Liao.

According to the time, put the butter in the pan at the moment when everyone opened the door in the morning, and the hot fire instantly stimulated the strongest fragrance.

Note, the most important point is-don't turn on the range hood!

The refreshing smell of fireworks will make the sleepy girl feel infinite happiness. This is the little trick of Hojo Kyosuke.

At this time, what Nozomi likes most is to slowly walk outside the kitchen, lie on the counter and quietly look at Kyosuke inside, and when he turns around, she will cooperate and open her mouth obediently to eat the first bite of food today.

Yukino Baixiangli will walk into the kitchen, stand next to Hojo very naturally and start cooking together, and give a sweet smile when Hojo feeds the food into her mouth.

Except for the two of them, few others enjoy this treatment, because they are all lazy people. After walking downstairs with a head of bird's nest-like hair, breakfast is already on the table.

Tempura in Neon Restaurant is almost all pre-prepared dishes...or more than just tempura, as long as it is not the kind of restaurant that brings the ingredients alive and kicking to customers for inspection, it is mainly pre-prepared dishes.

The fish that Hojo Kyosuke bought...the fish that he caught had already been simply processed by the boss in the store, so at this time, all he needed to do was cut it into the right shape and coat it with batter and fry it. Mitsuha and the others had basically finished cooking after changing clothes for a while. Now, when he heard everyone's footsteps, he immediately put the tempura in the filter into the pan and started to fry it again.

The time to enjoy food is happy, but the happier time is the time to wait for the food to come out of the oven.

Proper waiting can add delicious buffs to the food.

The room that Hojo Kyosuke and his friends booked does not have a restaurant. This kind of family-inherited hot spring hotel basically provides Japanese food. That is, everyone sits on the ground, carries a food box in front of them, and brings out a dozen small bowls that are not enough to fill them up. There is no need for a dining table.

So the girls were all sitting on the sofa in the living room. The two long sofas were not enough for everyone, so Yotsuba and the other little ones sat directly on the tatami, looking eagerly towards the kitchen.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Hojo Kyosuke to come out with a plate.

It was a challenge for the chef to prepare dishes for so many people, but fortunately, Hojo Kyosuke was gifted and was very skilled at it.

The fried food with golden batter was placed on a large plate, and crackling sounds were heard from time to time, as if the tempuras were greeting the diners.

"Wow~~ It looks so delicious!"

Yang No exclaimed in a very supportive manner, and while speaking, she had already opened a pair of chopsticks and picked up a fried shrimp tempura.

No one wondered why Hojo Kyosuke also caught shrimp. Such a small matter did not need to be taken seriously. After all, there were even octopuses and various fish that could never be caught on the shore on the plate.

Hojo Kyosuke saw that the steaming prawn Yangno bit off half of it without blowing it. He frowned and felt his tongue burned. Hiratsuka Shizuka next to him was not to be outdone. She picked up a piece of sweet potato tempura and put it in her mouth and immediately drank beer.

Wait, is this why izakayas provide ice water all year round? Hojo Kyosuke's eyes widened suddenly.

With someone taking the lead, others also raised their chopsticks. For a while, apart from the crackling sound of the crispy batter, there were only various exclamations.

Hojo Kyosuke must say that compared to the time spent waiting or enjoying the food, he was happier to see the satisfied expressions of Sakura and Mitsuha after they ate the food.

"Ah! Why didn't anyone tell me to have a midnight snack!" (End of this chapter)