Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"Ebina, did you really go nowhere during your vacation?"

"Didn't you say that I went to Akihabara to meet up with my friends? That was really fun. I also met a professional who writes girls and girls' novels..."

"Okay, don't talk any more."

"...Hey!! Did Yumeko actually go to the beach? Did she take any swimsuit photos? I want to see it, I want to see it!"

"Yes, yes, but because I am with my family, the styles are relatively conservative and they don't look good."

"I want to see it too!"

"Wow! What's wrong with that? Isn't this so sexy? Didn't you see that the eyes of the man in the floral shirt in the background of the photo almost jumped out of his head?"

"Huh? Really?! Let me take a look, eh... no, I want to delete this photo."

"Hahaha, Yumeko is still strict. I think although someone looks shy, doesn't it mean that you are very charming?"

"...Yui, your thoughts are a bit dangerous. Besides, I don't wear a swimsuit just to show them!"

Yuigahama Yui's expression changed, and she quickly said with a smile:

"Ha...hehe...um...I'm sorry, Yuiko, because if it were me who was stared at, although I would be very shy, I would probably feel a little proud in my heart, hey..."

Queen Miura Yoshiko did not care about the fans' minor faults. This was her tolerance as a king. Instead, she comforted:

"What! Yui, aren't you also a beauty? If you put on a swimsuit, you will definitely be very eye-catching."

Yuigahama waved her hands quickly: "No, no, I don't have a figure as good as Yumiko. What if..."

"Ah! Hayato!"

Miura Yuiko shouted in surprise, interrupting the entourage's flattery. She even deigned to pull her big butt out of the chair.

Yuigahama Yui's pink hair seems to have become pinker after not seeing her for a few days, and her temper has also become more tempered. She looks at her friend who directly abandons her and throws herself into the arms of others and gives him an understanding look. .

Well, after all, Hayama Hayato is here, Yumiko's favorite.

The boy who walked into the classroom had water droplets on his dyed blond hair. He had a warm smile on his handsome face. The collar of his shirt was open to reveal his thin collarbone. The two beads of his Bolo tie were slightly stretched in front of him. The friend was swaying, front and back, left and right, the one walking in front turned to talk to him, the one walking behind raised his hand and put his shoulder...

A perfect template for the male protagonist of an idol drama.

asshole! You went to the wrong set! This is the territory of our rampaging angels. Characters like you should be killed by the plot as the victorious team that bullies us in the third episode and become the nourishment for our evolution!

Hikigaya Hachiman was complaining crazily in his heart. At this moment, he was leaning against the wall and pretending to talk to Zaimokuza. In fact, he was using the wall to draw the power of the earth to replenish energy... What a ghost!

He was just too tired from training in the morning. Now he was so tired that he didn't even want to sleep. He could only enjoy himself by leaning against the wall, watching his classmates rape him and eavesdropping on all kinds of tea talk.

Like the eyes of a dead fish that has been on the fish market for three days with no one buying it, staring at Yuko Miura from her seat with a small fist like an old swallow returning to its nest in an instant, in front of Hayama Hayato, Hikigaya's heart goes crazy Cricket, adding all kinds of funny sounds to the two of them.

"Hayato (Hayato)~~ Why don't you come to play with me during the holidays? I really miss you so much~~~"

"..."

Hikigaya covered his mouth fiercely and leaned forward, trying his best to stay away from the source of the sound behind him, and then angrily said with a look of disgust:

"Zamokuza! Although I think the same thing as you, I have the ability to imagine Miura-san's charming voice. Don't you know how uncomfortable your pig-sounding voice is!"

At any other time, Zaimokuza Yoshiki would have used the "arms of love" to make his best friend feel loved, but at this moment, he was also disgusted by himself. This was extremely rare for a person with extremely low conduct like him, so he could only remain silent. Agree with what my best friend said.

"Then Hachiman, you will be the voice of Miura-san, and I will be Hayama-san."

Hikigaya became even more angry when he heard this:

"Give me some face, you guy. What's the difference between you and the scum who always choose the strongest character in every game! Don't think I don't know that you want to lust after Miura-san in your heart!"

"Hachiman! Can you be a bit of a team player? Focus all the best equipment, best treatment, and treatment on the strongest person. Isn't this the right way to clear the level? If everyone plays swordsman, who will take the damage? ? Who will be the wet nurse?”

"You bastard..."

Hikigaya gritted his teeth. What this bastard Zaimokuza is best at is saying some high-sounding words to cover up his dirty heart. Unlike himself, he doesn't even bother to cover up. After all, the smell of rot cannot be concealed.

This guy just wants to take on the role of Hayama Hayato in his heart and enjoy Miura Yuko's coquettishness. Hikigaya believed that with Zaimokuza's fantasy ability, he could completely recreate Miura's appearance one-to-one when dreaming at night.

It's so chilling...

Why don't I have such a strong ability to dream? Oh, it must be because I still have some conscience left. But where? There are some things that once you put them down, you can never find them again.

But then again, if Zaimokuza continues to dub Miura, he will have nightmares at night. Forget it, just be generous and let him dream about Miura. Miura is not his own person anyway, hehe~~

Thinking of this, Hikigaya was in a good mood.

Zaimokuza looked at Hayato Hayama who was talking to Miura with a smile and began to dub:

"Men always have a lot of things to do, Yumiko, you have to learn to be considerate of me."

Hikigaya dubbed Miura Yumiko as promised: "Okay, then I'll go to play with Hikigaya-kun."

"..."

"Asshole! Hachiman! You are a despicable person who doesn't know what shame is!"

Zaimokuza, who was inexplicably bullied, was furious. He jumped up from his seat and grabbed his best friend's neck and started shaking him.

Even though he stuck out his tongue in an instant, Hikigaya still smiled strangely and said: "Hehe, the victim is furious~~"

It's cool, it's cool, this is how you deal with a pervert like Zaimokuza.

The fight between the two attracted the attention of the Life Victory Group at the back of the classroom. Miura Yumiko looked at this side with a disgusted expression, and then quickly looked away, as if she would die if she looked at it one more time.

There are many people in the classroom who are laughing and joking like Hikigaya and Zaimokuza, because today is the golden week holiday. Some people have spent a boring and tiring few days, while others have spent a happy and relaxing few days. For the latter, it is not enough to not fight back with a punch.

But the only ones who laughed so hard were Hikigaya and Zaimokuza.

If Miura Yumiko knew what the two had done with her just now, I am afraid she would immediately raise a knife to kill them. Fortunately, she didn't know, and Zaimokuza and the others didn't need her to know, it was so convenient for perverts to do things.

It turns out that Zaimokuza's dubbing is still based on some basis, because the first sentence Miura Yumiko said to Hayato Hayama was:

"Hayato~ Why didn't you contact me these days? I sent you photos of the beach."

If Zaimokuza heard this, the saliva flowing out could drown his best friend.

Hayama smiled bitterly, walked in front and led the team back to their seats, and then said:

"Since the afternoon of the holiday, our football club has started training, and so has Ooka and his baseball club. We were so tired in the next few days that we didn't even have time to do our homework. I'll ask Yumiko to lend me yours later."

Ooka, who was named, and Tobe Sho, who was not named but was in the same football club, both spoke up to testify that it was indeed the case.

"Hayato is the ace of the football club. It won't work if he doesn't come to training. The captain of this year's national competition is counting on him."

"Really?"

Yumiko's expression became visibly happier:

"It's okay to lend you my homework, but my grades are much worse than yours, Hayato..."

This is a lie. There are no mentally retarded students who can get close to the high school for college entrance examinations, Sobu High School. Yumiko Miura's entrance scores and previous tests are at least in the middle of the class. I just want to hear Hayama say that sentence now...

"Haha, no way, aren't you also good at studying, Yumiko?"

Hayama Hayato laughed, and then Yumiko said a series of words that she had learned inexplicably.

Yuigahama Yui sat aside and listened silently. Although she could guess the meaning of Yumiko's words, she couldn't make her say them so naturally and cutely.

As expected, Yumiko is really amazing.

Hayama Hayato is indeed a master of smoothing things over. He appeased Miura with just a few words, and also talked to Ebina and Yuigahama and others beside him, although it was just a polite greeting like asking about the holidays.

"Huh? In that case, Hojo-san also trained at school during the holidays?"

Ebina Hime suddenly found a blind spot.

Her words immediately attracted the attention of everyone around her. Hojo Kyosuke was the eternal topic of the first-year class F, no, it should be said that it was the entire Sobu High School, and even the entire Neon.

Only Yuigahama Yui and Kawasaki Saki showed different expressions on their faces. They are good friends of Sakura and Nozomi.

Everyone's eyes fell on Ooka from the baseball team and the two people from the kendo team who were strangling each other by the wall. As for Hatagoro and others who have a closer relationship with Hojo Kyousuke...

Forget it, even if Miura Yumiko thinks she is at the top of the class pyramid, she will not be so blind as to provoke those people who have been famous for their viciousness in Tokyo since junior high school.

Only Hikigaya and Zaimokuza, although they are said to have joined Hatagoro and others, they still look the same.

But if you ask those two questions... eh...

Fortunately, Ooka quickly answered everyone's doubts.

"Hojo-kun? He didn't come to practice, neither the baseball team nor the kendo team."

Miura and the others didn't say anything, but Hayato Hayama couldn't wait to ask:

"Why? Didn't you say before, Ooka, that your head Tsuchiya vowed to commit seppuku if he didn't make it to Koshien this year? Did he give up again?"

Well, Tsuchiya Ryota did too many things in places where Tetsuta Kisaki couldn't see.

For example, he frantically solicited sponsorship from wealthy relatives, brought in his pretty cousin as a cheering group, exchanged for the maximum support from his parents in exchange for admission to a prestigious school, and slapped the principal's desk to promise that if he didn't make it to Koshien, he would commit seppuku in exchange for the baseball team. Those who were not good at studying didn't have to take remedial classes...

Well, although it was said before that students who could get into the General Affairs High School would not be mentally retarded, being excellent when entering the school does not mean that they will still be excellent after one, two or even three years. Three years of high school is enough for too many changes to happen. If everyone goes to college, it's better not to go.

"How is it possible!"

Ooka immediately became anxious when he heard what Hayato Hayama said. He had already seen the strength of Ticket-kun and had completely changed. He shouted loudly:

"Have the people in the Kendo Club also given up the national competition? Hojo-kun still didn't go to practice with them!"

"..."

Hearing someone talking about the Kendo Club they were proud of, Hikigaya and Zaimokuza stopped at the same time, and looked over silently with a pair of dead fish eyes and a pair of perverted eyes.

Stare——

Huh? I didn't realize before that Hikigaya's eyes were so scary? It was just like the eyes of a rotten fish, full of ominous feelings.

Miura Yumiko was startled, and then stared back unhappily.

The two idiots were immediately scared and returned to the state of strangling their necks, and didn't dare to look at the Queen at all.

"Calm down, Ooka, calm down, everyone is just curious."

Hayama Hayato raised his hand and pressed it in vain, his expression was very surprised. I don't know why his friends have become so protective of Hojo Kyosuke in just a few days.

Ooka also realized that he was too excited, scratching his head and said embarrassedly:

"Not only the minister, now everyone swears to follow Hojo-kun to enter Koshien, and anyone who dares to drag his feet will be killed by others.

Minister Tsuchiya requires us to shout "Hojo-kun is the strongest" three times in front of the mirror as soon as we get up every morning. Not only us, but even the neighboring Kakashi Takashi also trains with us during the holidays..."

Mumbling, Ooka talked about the current situation of the baseball team, such as no longer shouting "one, two, one" when running, but shouting "Hojo, board" instead, and what life is all about to enter Koshien this year...

Hayama, Yumiko and others were stunned and felt that they were listening to a horror story.

One 6, one 9, one book, one bar, and one correct version!

Yuigahama felt happy for Hojo-kun after hearing this. It was great that his companions in the club supported him so much.

Yumiko asked hesitantly: "...Hey, Hayato, does your football club do this too? Shout Hayama "board" or something like that? Because, you are also an ace, right? "

Yeshan smiled bitterly. He didn't know how to explain to a sports idiot like Yumiko that there are differences between aces. The ace of football can't win the game by himself, but the ACE of baseball can really drag the whole team to victory by himself. The weight of the two is exactly the same.

In the end, he just said bitterly:

"Yumiko, do you think I can be as good as Hojo-san?"

Subconsciously, Miura shook her head. When she reacted and wanted to explain, the topic had been diverted by Yeshan.

"Ah... I really envy Ooka. Meeting such a strong teammate, this year's Koshien really has hope."

Ooka scratched his head and smiled foolishly. Indeed, the baseball team before was still worried about whether it could get enough participants, but now a bunch of people who had played baseball before but looked down on the Sobu High School baseball club and had never joined have suddenly appeared, and the starting position has become popular all of a sudden.

"Hojo-kun is really super amazing. He has almost reached a speed of 160 after just a few days of training. I can't imagine how the game will be lost. "

Hearing this, Ebina, Miura and others couldn't help but exclaimed and began to praise Hojo Kyosuke's extraordinary talent. But suddenly a voice sounded next to them:

"No! Hojo is also working hard!"

Miura Yumiko turned her head and was surprised to find that the person who spoke was Yuigahama Yui.

The girl with the bun clenched her fists and stammered nervously:

"Hojo is training even when he is traveling! He is so powerful thanks to his own efforts!"

Yumiko frowned: "Yui you..."

"Really! ?"

Ooka interrupted Miura loudly, and he looked at Yuigahama eagerly and asked:

"Is Hojo really training while traveling?"

Yui was frightened by the fanatical tone of the monk-haired boy and took a step back, then took a deep breath and said:

"Yes, Sakura showed me a photo of him practicing kendo by Lake Kawaguchi."

"Sword, sword, sword, sword... Kendo? ! "

Ooka's eyes were about to pop out:

"Isn't it baseball practice? !"

"Baseball?"

Yuigahama thought, bad, she said the wrong thing again, Ooka-san won't be so angry that he will commit seppuku on the spot?

She racked her brains frantically, thinking about how to make up for it.

"Yes! That's right!"

The girl's eyes lit up:

"Yes, Hojo-san also practiced baseball!"

Ooka couldn't wait to ask:

"Is it swinging or pitching? Is there anyone to catch the ball for him? It shouldn't be that easy to find someone who can catch that kind of high-speed ball, right? The same goes for serving. Did Minister Tsuchiya buy an extra pitching machine for Hojo-kun to take away?"

"Huh?"

Yuigahama was stunned, thinking that if it was skipping stones, it would be pitching anyway, right? So she asked uncertainly:

"Pitching? "

Ooka laughed, excited like crazy, muttering:

"This situation must be reported to Minister Tsuchiya immediately, he will be happy if he knows!"

Then he took out his mobile phone and tapped it.

"..."

Looking at the happy and excited look of her classmates, Yuigahama felt guilty but also felt that she had done a good thing.

How much am I like Yumiko now?

The girl was happy with her progress.

After a while, Ooka finished his report. He stood up and bowed solemnly to the ball-headed girl.

"Thank you, Yuigahama-san, for being the benefactor of our baseball club!"

"Ah!? This...I, I didn't do anything..."

Yuigahama's hands moved wildly in fear.

"As a thank you, Minister Tsuchiya ordered me to invite you to watch the Sobu High Baseball Team's first practice game."

Ooka did not straighten up, but shouted very energetically. His voice was so loud that Yuigahama had an illusion.

This guy said he invited me to watch the game, but he actually told everyone?

This guess was proven at noon, because almost the whole school was invited. The reason why I say almost is because Hojo Kyosuke himself did not receive a formal invitation.

The panic on the girl's face disappeared a lot, and she quietly agreed to the invitation. Then she saw Ooka-san jumped on the table, looked at the phone and started to promote:

"Since the founding of Sobu High School, we have been unable to hold our heads high in front of almost all our junior high school students. Why? If you want to ask why, it is because our school's baseball club has never reached Koshien..."

Someone below heard this and shouted loudly: "Hey! It's not as exaggerated as you said, Ooka. My classmates are very envious of me for being admitted to Sobu..."

Ooka suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the speaker, and shouted with a ferocious face:

"Yes! Xiaolin, you mentioned the most crucial point! Not only did we never reach Koshien, but we never even won the district qualifiers! To be more precise, the best result was only the third round of the qualifiers!"

As soon as these words came out, the classmates who were noisy just now became embarrassed. This is indeed too rubbish. When I talked about it with my junior high school classmates after the Koshien competition started, I could only vaguely say that I had not paid attention to it. And the person on the other side will definitely say, "What about you! You don't even pay attention to Koshien? Doesn't your school have a baseball club?"

Koshien existed like this in high school, so now Ooka can straighten up in a small group.

The classmates in the class, and even the people in the corridor who heard the noise and came to the door, all looked at Ooka standing on the desk attentively, wondering what he was going to say. If he just wanted to humiliate himself and everyone at the same time, Then we can only take him to the bathroom.

"but!"

Ooka roared:

"Now, that tragic past is in the past. With Hojo-kun coming, Sobu Taka will be saved!"

"On Planet 6, at the Sobu High Baseball Stadium, the completely reborn Sobu High Baseball Club will face off against the Komatsukawa Baseball Club!

If you are a brother, come and cheer for Hojo-kun! If you still have courage and passion in your heart, please give us the warmest cheers! "

Ooka's roar echoed in the classroom for a long time. In fact, even the corridor outside was shaking.

"..."

Maybe it was because his speech was so passionate that the audience was stunned for a while.

"Does our school have a baseball club?"

Someone asked blankly, and was immediately punched. Some people were also asking about the origins of Komatsukawa High School, but the person next to them said it was "a school with a deviation value of less than 70."

Then the lively discussion started. How could Sobu High, which has never been famous for sports events, have such lively things? The students were all stunned. They thought they could only see Hojo Kyosuke dominating the country in the kendo competition, but they didn't expect that there was a stronger baseball game to watch?

"Ooka! Ooka! When is the game?"

"Saturday! Planet Six! May 10th!"

"Hojo-kun will appear, right?"

"Of course, without Hojo-kun we'd be in trouble!"

“Can I bring some beer?”

"Okay! Minister Tsuchiya will take care of the teacher!"

"..."

The idiots asked questions one after another, and Ooka stood on the table and answered loudly like a variety show host sweating.

"..."

Even Yuigahama, who was as easy to knead as dough, couldn't help but feel angry as her cheeks bulged.

You promised me that I was a benefactor, so you invited me to watch the game? Is this how you treat your benefactors?

No wonder Hojo-san would rather swing a sword at Mount Fuji than practice baseball, he deserves it!

The ball-headed girl thought angrily. (End of chapter)