Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Yukinoshita Yono stepped forward quickly and put a cat hairpin that her sister bought during the day on Hojo Kyosuke's head.

"Meow~meow~~"

She hid behind Hojo and meowed loudly, but there was nothing she could do about it. Her useless sister drank some low-alcohol wine and was already dizzy, so her voice was too low to hear.

"Xiao Xueno~~Xiao Xueno~~I am the tallest cat in the world, and my name is Gao Gao Meow~~"

Yukino, who was holding one of Hojo Kyousuke's arms with Kasumigaoka, could not help shaking her slender body. She followed the cat's meow and looked at the figure in front of her. She squinted her eyes first, and then widened her eyes. The expression on his face was confusion at first, then joy, and then confusion...

Hojo Kyousuke didn't know what image he had in Yukino's eyes at this moment. He only knew that the girl's eyes were full of kindness when she looked at him at this moment.

"Meow~meow~Gaogaomeow? What a cute name~"

With a silly smile on her face, Yukino stepped forward hesitantly, raised her two small hands and touched Hojo Kyousuke's head.

"Hey! Gao Gao Meow! Your ears are hard, so amazing! You are indeed the tallest cat in the world. Did you evolve like this because you are afraid of too much wind?

Oops, if you stand high and you can hear farther, soft ears are actually better, but hard ones are also cute, ha, haha~~

Gao Gao Meow~~Gao Gao Meow~~hehe——

Why don't you call me Changmeow? Look, cats are all striped~~

Meow……"

Yukinoshita Yukino smiled silly, touching the plastic cat ears with a satisfied look on her face, and kept mumbling with her cute little mouth.

Looking at the drunkard in front of him, Hojo Kyosuke's eyes rolled around and he tried his best to suppress the desire to take out his mobile phone and record the video.

No, if Yukinoshita knew about it, he would definitely find a way to assassinate him! If she and Hui get along well and ask Assassin, the best in the world, to take action, she will be afraid of death!

However, can Yukino be so cute?

Yukino raised her hands high, her face almost touching his, and the warm, alcohol-scented breath from her mouth and nose hit her face, and he could even see every eyelash of hers clearly.

That face full of youthful vitality is indeed too cute after losing its coldness, just like a cat standing up and playing with the cat teaser, silly and naive.

Yes, this is how Yang Nai described this situation.

A girl with short hair and an exoskeleton squatted on the ground nearby, one hand supporting her chin and the other holding a mobile phone to record the video.

Hmm~~Should I send it to my mother? So confused.

Let's go...Xiao Yukino will probably ignore her for a year if she finds out.

Don't post it...how could you not post it!

It's rare to see little Yukino being so happy. Mom will be very happy when she sees it, but dad may be very sad, hahahaha——

I hope Kyousuke won't be blocked in the room by his father with a knife tomorrow morning.

Yangno happily clicked send, and her Iron Superman mother, or Gundam mother, responded to the message in seconds as usual.

It's amazing, even if I usually go to my mother with important matters, I can always get a response. But it's early in the morning now, doesn't mom need to clear her head? Or... you haven't slept since you received the photo of Xiao Yukino just now?

Far away in Tokyo, a mansion in Adachi Ward

The room was dark. A woman in plain white pajamas leaned against the pillow and leaned against the bed. The faint fluorescence from the mobile phone screen illuminated her face. She had an appearance similar to that of Harano Yukino, delicate and elegant.

There was only a faint smile on Yukinoshita Chiyo's face, which was far less kind than during the day. Perhaps this was her true emotion.

She looked at the pictures displayed on her phone calmly. Her little daughter's beautiful face was covered with chessboards. At first it was just tic-tac-toe, but later it turned into dense backgammon. The cute little face was full of anger and unwillingness to admit defeat, as if he was ready to fight again at any time.

She has been like this since she received the news from her eldest daughter just now.

In the early morning, she quietly looked at the photos of her younger daughter in her eldest daughter's chat box.

From time to time, she would turn her head and look from west to south, which was the direction of Atami and the direction of her daughters.

I don’t know how long she waited, but the woman was looking at the photo with great concentration, as if she wanted to help her daughter come up with a winning strategy.

Suddenly, a new message popped up, which was a video.

Without any hesitation, she clicked on the video and increased the volume, without any regard for her sleeping husband beside her.

"...Meow~meow~gaogaomeow~~...the hard one is also very cute..."

A soft voice came from the phone, and the smile on the woman's face grew. She raised her left hand and carefully touched the girl who was meowing on the screen with her index finger, just like Yukino touched Hojo Kyosuke.

"Um……?"

Mr. Yukinoshita opened his eyes drowsily, his unfocused eyes subconsciously looking for the source of light and sound.

"What's wrong? Chiyo?" he asked vaguely.

Mrs. Yukinoshita gently touched her husband's face, closed his eyes again, and then said softly:

"Nothing's wrong, just keep sleeping."

She was a little surprised that her husband would wake up, because in her absurd boyhood, this man could sleep soundly even in a mahjong parlor.

Come to think of it, your daughter's voice was recorded into the alarm system, right?

Yukinoshita Chiyo thought funnyly.

"……oh oh……"

After a dazed response, Mr. Yukinoshita was about to perform a one-second sleep. But just as his consciousness was about to fall into the abyss, a thought appeared in his mind.

"Isn't that the voice of Yukino?"

People who sleep often know that there will always be a moment when a person's mind will be unusually clear between falling asleep and falling asleep, just like taking NZT-48.

Mr. Yukinoshita suddenly woke up, then jumped out of the quilt, shamelessly squeezed next to his wife, and completed the loving couple's hug posture in one second.

The woman smiled and twisted her body slightly to make herself more comfortable in her husband's arms.

"It was sent by Yang No, Yukino seems to be having fun." She said with a smile.

The photo displayed on the phone turned into the previous photo of playing chess with her face.

"Haha... Damn it! My baby daughter!"

Mr. Yukinoshita only laughed twice and then went from happy to indignant, but he couldn't help stretching his neck to see more clearly, to see the cute expression on his little daughter's face.

It was really fun. It seems like I haven't seen such a happy little Yukino in a long time.

In the eyes of anyone else, the Yukinoshita Yukino in the photo is definitely not happy. Her face is covered with chessboard graffiti, and she is the loser. Her face is full of unconvinced and burning fighting spirit. If it were an ordinary person, she would have collapsed and cried.

But she is Yukinoshita Yukino. Even if she knows that it is a provocation, she will laugh like a hero and fight.

"Haha, a low-level provocation!"

"But it doesn't matter, I will satisfy you if you want to fail!"

She is always like this, pursuing excellence, pursuing excellence, and longing for victory.

Surpass others, surpass the world, and even surpass herself.

"Justice", it is precisely because such things do not exist in the world that she pursues it.

Mr. Yukinoshita has a kind face and a perverted smile. If Hojo Kyosuke saw it, he would definitely scream. Isn't this the same expression when his parents kissed his butt after his parents gave him a bath when he was a baby!

He stretched his neck to look, but it was not enough. He raised and put down one hand, wanting to take his wife's phone but he didn't dare. Although the couple had no agreement not to look at each other's phones, he couldn't help but be in awe of his goddess-like wife even after so many years of marriage.

Yukinoshita Chiyo really didn't plan to hand the phone to her husband, because she knew that this man could look at the photos of his daughters and drink two bottles of wine with memories.

After she had enough of the aftertaste, she clicked on the video just now.

Yukinoshita Yukino appeared on the screen in a daze with a flushed face, and her red mouth kept meowing.

Ah! ! Ah ah ah ah ah ah ! ! My and Chiyo's daughter is so cute! ! She's almost as cute as her mother!

Mr. Yukinoshita screamed in his heart at the first moment, but the next second he realized that his little daughter had drunk alcohol, and he was immediately angrily heartbroken:

"How could you let Yukino drink alcohol! Who told her... um..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly saw the name on the chat box, and his expression instantly became kind and gentle.

Oh, yes, it's Haruno, that's fine. Hahaha, if Haruno is here...

"What a mix!! Who is that boy! Why is he touching my daughter's hand with his head!

Ahhh! I'm going to pull out all the hair that touched Yukino, I'm going to peel off his scalp!

Too despicable! He actually used a cat hairpin to seduce my cute and innocent daughter!

Wuwuwu... What's wrong with liking cats, why should I be treated like this, Yukino! Yukino!!!"

Chiyo Yukinoshita ignored her husband's antics, but her eyes also moved from her daughter to Hojo Kyosuke.

Hairpin? As expected, it was Yukino's thing. As for the person who put it on Hojo-kun's head...

The woman looked at Hojo Kyosuke's face with a faint look in her eyes. Even though he was being pulled by two women, he was still incredibly handsome.

Then she looked at her husband who was playing tricks. The man had already lifted the quilt and climbed up, looking for his cell phone.

"Moshimoshi, is that Hojo-san?"

Mr. Yukinoshita spoke loudly into the phone.

Hojo Ichiro, who was woken up over there, was not in a good mood either. He asked in a bad tone what was going on.

Mr. Yukinoshita yelled, "What do I want to talk to you about in the middle of the night? I should be the one asking you this! Do you think I don't want to sleep? Ah? Am I born not to like sleeping?"

Hojo Ichiro ran out of the bedroom, the living room, the door, the elevator, and another street with his phone covered. Then he turned back to confirm that he would not disturb his wife's sleep, and then said with a bad expression:

"Haha, who knows, what if Mrs. Yukinoshita drove you to sleep on the sofa in the living room and you have insomnia."

Souki Yukinoshita naturally denied it: "What nonsense are you talking about! My wife and I have the best relationship in the world, and we plan to have a third child next year!"

"..."

The two old fathers who were angry for various reasons quarreled like children for a while, and then they talked about the reason for calling.

"My son? Touching your daughter's hand with his head? And he used a cat ear hairpin as bait?"

Hojo Ichiro scratched his ears, looking confused.

Souki Yukinoshita affirmed it.

After promising to make sure that his son would not leave his sight tonight, Hojo Ichiro walked back in a daze. As he walked, a light suddenly flashed in his mind.

"No, isn't it her daughter who is touching my son's head? It's my son who is being taken advantage of!"

After thinking this through, his thoughts suddenly became clear.

It turned out that the trouble caused by the wicked son finally burned me!

Ah, I should have returned to Hokkaido earlier.

The troublesome rebellious son, how many times have I told him not to say that I am his father when he goes out!

When Hojo Ichiro, who was only wearing a pair of big shorts, shrank back to the room, his wife was awake.

Hojo Mikiko smiled and asked, "Is it about Kyosuke?"

"Yes, it seems that I played a game to tease Miss Yukino, and her father called."

Hojo Ichiro got into the bed, and before he could react, his hairy legs were hugged by his wife's legs. The warm feeling made him squint.

Sure enough, sons and such are just accidents, only wives are...only wives and daughters are the best!

Hojo Ichiro thought so after leaving his son, daughter and wife to enjoy the world of two people.

"Hehe~ It's okay, right? Xiao Xue's father seems to be very angry?"

Mikiko smiled sweetly. She had just woken up for a while and had already looked at her mobile phone. There were a lot of messages from Sakura, Glass and Eriri, all of which were happy moments of playing games.

When Yamauchi Sakura was still a little kid in the third grade of elementary school, Hojo Mikiko could become friends with her by name. During the time she lived in Ruyi Dormitory, Eriri and others were naturally captured and liked to send messages whenever they had nothing to do. Kasumigaoka even planned to invite Hojo Mikiko to be her parent during the sports festival, but unfortunately she was fooled by her clever mother. She doesn't have the art of clones, so there must be no precedent for such things!

"I don't understand. What he said was very harsh, but he sounded very happy. He even boasted to me that he and his wife were planning to have a third child."

Hojo Ichiro scratched his head, not understanding how the mature and respectable Yukinoshita Congressman on the day of the award ceremony became like this. One personality for day and night? Or is he mentally ill because of his daughter?

Ha! That's a good thing!

He took out his mobile phone, opened the address book and found a group, and decisively blocked all of them.

The surnames in it include but are not limited to: Yukinoshita, Spencer, Kasumigaoka...

Kyosuke, please, don't mention your father's name when you sail on the sea in the future.

With a beautiful prayer, Hojo Ichiro hugged his fragrant wife and fell asleep again. (End of this chapter)