Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"I'm just talking nonsense."

Um?

Her head suddenly woke up, and her tears stopped as if a switch was pressed. Eiri's delicate and slender eyebrows were raised, her little tiger teeth were exposed, and she looked at Hojo Kyousuke fiercely.

"You're still talking nonsense about such a touching game?"

Eiri pointed at the screen. The male protagonist standing on the tree extended his arms to the female protagonist who was trapped on the castle balcony. The knight transcended his position and confessed to the princess who was supposed to be the target of his protection.

This is also Yinglili’s favorite route and favorite ending in this game. But! Hojo Kyosuke, this idiot! Faced with such a touching game, forget it if you are not moved, you still have the heart to joke!

Unforgivable!

"Hahaha, I'm sorry, don't be so angry. After all, it's a game explored through female vision. It's really hard for me to feel like I'm immersed in it."

Hojo Kyosuke admitted that this game is indeed very well done, and every plot setting is perfect to prick the hearts of girls, but he is a boy. Even an emotional mentor doesn't have such strong empathy.

"But Little Love Rhapsody, this game is so excellent..." Ying Lili said unwillingly.

"I didn't say she wasn't excellent. The encounter between the knight and the princess at the beginning, and the two playing outside the castle, perfectly created a surprise encounter that transcended identities. It not only satisfied the pleasure of breaking taboos, but also satisfied the girl's fantasy;

In the middle period, the princess saw the knight surrounded by other girls, but was unable to stop her depression and depressed mood because of her identity;

The princess was trapped in the castle, looking at the glamorous nobles below, hiding in the lonely world on the balcony, missing her knight, and immersed in sadness;

Finally, with the appearance of the knight, the two broke through the barriers of identity, and the lovers finally got married. "

Hojo Kyousuke said this sentence in Chinese, and then explained it in Japanese.

"You idiot..."

Eiri's mouth opened wide, and her blue eyes looked at Hojo Kyousuke in disbelief.

What's going on with this guy? I originally thought that he wasn't paying attention to the game at all, but I didn't expect that he had even prepared a plot analysis report.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" Hearing the familiar phrase "idiot", Hojo Kyousuke thought the otaku teacher had discovered his mistake.

"No, you are not playing a game at all."

Somewhat discouraged, Yinglili put the handle on the table, and Yinglili was unhappy. I originally wanted to share my favorite game with this "interest-driven idiot", but I didn't expect this to happen.

"Why don't you let me play it myself? It's from a female perspective, and I'm watching you play. You want me to be moved, but I really can't do it."

Looking at Eri's delicate little face with traces of tears, her dull blue eyes, and her pitiful appearance of sobbing twice, Hojo Kyousuke said helplessly.

Yes, it seems that I am always playing...

Eiri laughed dryly, returned the game to the initial interface, and handed the controller to Hojo Kyosuke.

"Don't you want to change your name?" Yinglili asked.

"No, Yingli is a very good name."

Hojo Kyosuke wouldn't say that he is a name-sucker. If he didn't use Eiriri's name, he would most likely just use the name Xiao Huang, which was taken from the heroine's hair color.

"The best way to go out here is through the door on the left."

"No, I like blue."

"Hey, the story the old man told is the key to the plot, why don't you listen?"

"Why waste such a great time on such things? Hurry up and explore other places."

"Choose the first one!"

Seeing the character with her usual game name running wildly on the road to the unknown, Eiri felt the same feeling and anxiously grabbed Hojo Kyousuke's arm and shook it vigorously.

"How about you come and play."

Sighing, Hojo Kyosuke put down his arms.

"OK!"

How could Yinglili refuse? She hadn't played this game for so many years, and she could play it all day and night without stopping.

But as soon as she stretched out her hand, looking at Hojo Kyousuke's lowered eyebrows, Eirili suddenly realized that she was trying to benefit the other person.

"Haha" laughed twice, and Yinglili retracted her hand.

Raising his arm, Hojo Kyousuke directly chose the option that seemed the most nonsensical.

"Hey, you can't choose here, this branch has no ending."

Although Yinglili endured it again and again, she still couldn't hold it back.

Ignoring it, Hojo Kyousuke continued to get involved in the plot.

The princess passed all the way, and the knight in the line Eirili just played was banned from her knighthood for being a criminal; the male bard of another branch was expelled by her for damaging the appearance of the city; the son of the king's concubine was also there He was imprisoned by her during the power struggle; the neighboring prince's country was destroyed by the princess's cavalry.

Seeing the princess with the name "Eiri" turn into a tyrant and torture the male protagonist of every route, Eiri's blue eyes gradually lost their light.

No! No! How could things develop like this? What happened to this world?

At the end of the plot, the princess wiped out all the surrounding countries.

The queen, wearing a gorgeous red dress and a golden crown, stood aloofly on the hill she often hid on the balcony overlooking before she became queen, accepting the sight of the endless army and subjects below. Their kneeling.

Yinglili had never played this before. When she saw the male protagonists exiting one by one, she quickly returned to the beginning and directly declared that this was a dead end. This is not the ending that an otome game should have at all, nor should it even be called an ending!

"Isn't this a good ending?"

After the game ended, Hojo Kyousuke was a little excited. Eiriri is indeed a qualified otaku teacher. Even he, who is playing it for the first time, is excited. What a great game!

"What's wrong! The princess is left alone in the end, with no knight, no sworn brother, and no prince. It's simply the evil way among evil ways!"

"But it's fun to play."

"She will be lonely without company." Yinglili retorted.

"What about you? Are you lonely when you are painting alone?"

Hojo Kyousuke turned his head and tapped the cabinet next to Eri's workbench with his chin. There were so many drawings that it was absolutely impossible to do without spending all his free time.

"That's different!"

"What's the difference? Although the princess is alone, she has established a great empire, and everyone surrenders to her. There are no rules that can restrain her. If she wants, those knights, poets, sworn brothers, etc., They can all be captured and imprisoned in the harem.

You, too, have endured loneliness, acquired painting skills that ordinary people cannot match, and are about to make your debut as a writer. The same goes for Saitama, the protagonist of my manga. Although he was lonely after becoming invincible, he also lost his worries. "

"No, that's not the case..."

Looking at the queen on the screen with her red skirt swaying in the wind, pictures came to Yinglili's mind. Wearing a green sportswear, I held that belief late at night, lighting up the desk lamp, and drew one picture after another. The size of sportswear is constantly increasing, and my eyes have become profoundly short-sighted.

She became a real princess not by the family and appearance from her parents, but by her hard-earned painting skills.

When outsiders talk about her, the first thing they talk about is her unparalleled painting talent, and then the rest.