Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 1016 Late Night, Planetarium

After greeting everyone, Hojo Kyosuke politely thanked everyone and walked out of the office building with senior Shiyu.

When he goes to pick up Nozomi, he will bring sweatpants and a sports jacket, but the same cannot be said for Senior Shiyu, who is a typical beautiful but freezing girl.

So he just took off his coat and tied it around the girl's waist, then pinched her slender waist and lifted the girl up with a little force, and spread the hem of the coat on Rocket Sensen. Then he put the girl on the motorcycle, with her plump butt sitting on the coat to ensure that her butt would not get cold while riding.

During the whole process, Kasumigaoka Utaha just looked at someone with affectionate eyes, motionless like a doll, but she was a little unhappy when she put on the helmet, probably because it delayed her from feeling someone's breath closely.

As Hojo Kyosuke got on the motorcycle, the girl's hands automatically wrapped around her waist like a roller coaster's safety measure.

Ouch! That nasty helmet!

Kasumigaoka murmured in dissatisfaction, wondering why there was no two-person helmet, so that she could inhale the breath exhaled by Kyosuke, and Kyosuke could also inhale her breath, the thought of it was intoxicating.

Hojo Kyosuke had no idea about the fantasy of this liberal arts student. If he knew, he would have discussed with her whether it was longer to hold the breath while inhaling or while exhaling.

He raised his hand and waved to the people from the Busei Publishing House, smiling and told everyone to come and get back to work.

With a hum, the pitch-black locomotive dragged a red glow towards the distance.

Looking at the backs of Hojo Kyosuke and Kasumigaoka Utaha, Machida Sonoko felt very complicated.

If Xiaoshi didn't leave, I could have used the excuse of sending her off to leave work "early". Now, I have to stay here and work overtime with everyone until dawn.

"Ah, Hojo-sensei is so nice to Kasumi-sensei."

Ms. Hirano, who had a 20,000 yen voucher and a baseball signed by Ichiro Suzuki, lamented that now she could work overtime for a whole night, let alone a whole night, even without sleep for a month.

She couldn't believe how happy her son and husband would be when they received the gifts tomorrow. They would be beaten and scolded for the next three years without saying a word to her. Although it was the same before.

"Yes, yes! Hirano-senpai, you guys came down late and didn't see them. The two of them hugged each other right before. It was so sweet!"

The receptionist screamed, feeling regretful that she didn't take any photos, otherwise it would have been much more interesting than the variety show.

"It would be great if my boyfriend could also build good relationships with his colleagues for me. Of course, even if he can't, I would be willing to do that as long as he is a man as handsome as Hojo-sensei."

The other one was also infatuated with him.

As for the male colleagues who were holding gifts, they felt indescribably complicated as they watched the dark motorcycle going away and the taillights that dragged into a red line.

Hojo Kyosuke took the best-selling author of his own publishing house, who had long black legs and black silk stockings, to enjoy the nightlife, while he and others had to return to the narrow conference room to continue their boring and nerve-wracking work.

Maybe I should also say thankfully in my heart, "Luckily, Hojo-sensei took Kasumi Shiko-sensei away, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to smoke."

Then Meimei lit a cigarette and imagined in the psychedelic smoke what the two people riding the black motorcycle were doing.

Eh... no matter what it is, it must be full of love.

"Let's go. We must sort out the contents of today's meeting before dawn, otherwise no one can bear the young lady's wrath."

The bald editor-in-chief greeted them and looked at the various expressions on their subordinates' faces. He thought to himself that they were still too young. When your hair volume is the same as mine, you will understand what reality is.

Many people don’t know that the amount of hair the general public has is actually closely related to the development of the country.

During the neon bubble era, the recruited men all shouted slogans and worked overtime day and night to make money, but they all had thick hair. When the bubble burst, everyone's hair became flat, but the amount of hair did not increase but decreased. They only worked two hours a day at convenience stores to survive and still did not become bald.

This is the great "national baldness theory".

On the other side, boys and girls with the thickest hair in the world were riding motorcycles on the street.

“Is it not as lively as Tokyo?”

Kasumigaoka Utaha said softly, the colorful neon lights on the street shone on the glass of her helmet, and her burgundy eyes were a little hazy.

She has never been someone who loves her hometown deeply. Whether it is Hehe City or Tokyo, there is actually no difference to her.

But at this moment, holding Kyousuke's waist and walking with him through the streets of Hehe City, my heart can't help but be moved. I always want to talk about this city with him and listen to him say something good about his hometown.

I had a very strange feeling of anticipation in my heart. It wasn't like I was expecting Kyosuke to praise his hometown, but more like I was welcoming his love for me.

The girl thought about it and felt that he probably wanted to know how much Kyosuke loved her, and whether he would like his hometown because of his love for her.

“It’s a city that’s good for sleeping.”

Hojo Kyosuke held the handlebars firmly with both hands and smiled softly:

"It's not like Tokyo, where people stay up all night and still yearn for the hustle and bustle outside when they sleep in bed. It's also not like my hometown Otaru, where you can't even find a lighted convenience store when you go out in the middle of the night."

"Just like you, Shiyu, you have a perfect beauty."

He didn't say what was just right, whether it was the beauty that could be held in a big hand, or the beauty that looked down on outsiders but was full of charm towards him, because he knew the girl would fill in her own imagination.

Hojo Kyosuke's voice, as clear and bright as the cold wind on the Arctic ice field, was perfectly transmitted to Kasumigaoka Utaha's ears through the Bluetooth headset.

The voice surrounded him in 360 degrees, as if there were a hundred Kyosukes surrounding him and speaking to him affectionately.

The girl's chest felt hot and her cheeks flushed when she heard this.

The pair of hands that were wrapped around the thick waist couldn't help but open up and gently stroke the strong abdominal muscles.

Hojo Kyosuke was startled by the touch and quickly spoke out to stop the man, saying that driving safety is the most important thing in the world.

It seems that we have to add one more rule to the scumbag's code: you can't exude damn charm all the time, at least not when you're not holding the steering wheel with twin tails, your life is more important.

"call--"

Kasumigaoka Utaha retracted one hand to push away the windshield, exhaled deeply, and the cool night breeze cooled her face slightly.

This is the busiest street in the center of Wahei City, but it is still far behind Tokyo. At least the names of well-known chain stores are basically invisible, only some small local brands.

This was not the way out of the city, and she hadn't told Kyosuke where she was going, but this man had come here as if on telepathic terms.

A date is like this for couples: they want to enjoy their own private world, but also want to gain a sense of existence from the bustling world, leaving their own traces in this time of feasting and revelry.

Kasumigaoka Utaha put her arms around Hojo Kyosuke's waist, leaned her head on his back and turned to look at the street.

Noisy sounds came from all directions, but she felt that there were only her and Kyosuke in the whole world.

Close your eyes slightly, and the colorful neon lights will turn into blurry blocks of color.

She suddenly felt a little envious of Eriri, because if she were that idiot, she would probably draw everything she saw at the moment, including herself and Kyosuke, so that she could recall it anytime.

The fixed, utopian nature of words is something that pictures can never achieve, but pictures’ ability to fix time is something that words cannot do.

Well, after I go back, I'll write down my date with Kyosuke tonight in writing, and then use the excuse that it's the plot of the new book to have Eriri draw it, and give that stinky painter some illustration fees.

The plan goes through!

Having made up her mind, Kasumigaoka Utaha immediately became happy.

The short street was almost at the end, and Hojo Kyosuke's already slow driving speed slowed down even more as he waited for the princess behind him to designate the next location.

If you dare to rush back to Ruyilao, your death will be imminent.

Kasumigaoka Utaha also noticed the car speed slowing down. She had just had enough of the noise around her. She was such a ruthless woman, so she raised her hand over the driver's shoulder and pointed towards the sky ahead.

"where are we going."

Hojo Kyosuke looked up when he heard this, and saw a gray-white building on the top of the dark mountain in front of him.

Although he couldn't see clearly what the building was, he easily guessed that it must be an observatory.

The number of observatories in Japan is so large that it is the envy of all astronomy enthusiasts in the world. There are more than 400 observatories that are still maintained and open to the public, and no one knows how many others are closed or abandoned.

Basically in any city in Japan, if you want to go to the observatory, you only need to take the tram for no more than an hour.

This is why observatories often appear in neon comic novels.

Nodding in understanding, Hojo Kyosuke wanted to take out his mobile phone for navigation, but Senior Shiyu said it was not necessary and started to give directions.

Soon the two left the city and came to the foot of the mountain. The road up the mountain was very well built, with a flat road surface and a moderate slope, and tall and dense forests on both sides.

This made Hojo Kyosuke think of the small mountain town of Itomori and Mitsuha...

The road leading to Longshan is the same, except that the trees are taller and the air is colder, quieter and deeper.

"There are sweatpants in the storage box, Shiyu, do you want to wear them?"

He asked out loud, and unsurprisingly received a negative answer.

Damn the pride and stubbornness of beautiful women. Go home and take a good bath at night, and I will give you a massage to dehumidify.

It was clearly the path leading to a stargazing spot, going straight up, but the sky above was blocked by the treetops.

"a."

The girl's voice sounded in Hojo Kyosuke's ears. Fortunately, he was wearing a helmet, otherwise it would have been a bit scary to hear a female voice suddenly sound in such a secluded environment.

"Why do you think there are so many observatories in Neon?"

Here it comes! The unique thinking of literary girls.

Hojo Kyosuke felt amused. Although Senior Shiha’s best display of literary talent was teasing Eriri, she was a serious talented woman.

Thinking about life like Higuchi Ichiyo is also something she likes to do, but her deep inner world is not easily revealed to the outside world. She only expresses it in her novels through the mouths of non-existent people.

It is a deep well, a treasure well that always has water no matter how deep it is.

Hojo Kyosuke came up with the answer after a little thought. In fact, this is not difficult to imagine because there is a fixed formula.

"Perhaps because this land is so small, people's souls have nowhere to rest, so they can only spread to the sky and roam the infinite universe."

Whether it is the national characteristics of the Japanese chrysanthemum and sword, or the extremely high suicide rate, it is right to consider everything from the perspective of the common people of the island nation.

"Is that so?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha said softly without asking further questions, or perhaps she already had her answer.

As they talked, the view in front of them suddenly opened up and the forest turned into low shrubs.

Although Hojo Kyosuke didn't know much about natural science, he could tell at a glance that these plants grew after the large trees were cut down when the observatory was built.

He proudly stepped off the tripod and looked at the dark observatory in front of him.

“It’s been abandoned.”

The girl sighed. In her memory, the lights were still on even in the early morning. Wild astronomy enthusiasts and astronomers from the county would come here, and everyone was full of energy and loudly discussed the stars.

But now, the entrance to the observatory is locked behind a barbed wire gate and is overgrown with weeds.

"Let's go."

Hojo Kyosuke got out of the car and extended his hand to the girl.

Kasumigaoka Utaha wrinkled her nose and opened her arms.

"Hoho~"

With a chuckle, someone unceremoniously put his arm around the girl's waist and carried her down with a little force.

Hmm, the feel is completely different from Eriri's. It's true that weighing over 100 pounds and under 100 pounds are completely different experiences!

He held senior sister Shiyu's hand in one hand and carried a bag of midnight snacks in the other hand, and walked in front. Neon has a high forest coverage rate, so there are quite a few wild animals.

Kasumigaoka Utaha turned on the flashlight on her mobile phone, squinted her eyes and smiled proudly, not looking at the ground, but just staring at Hojo Kyosuke's back.

Arriving in front of the wire mesh gate, Hojo Kyosuke took a quick look and gave up the idea of ​​taking the senior sister over the wall. Although it must be very cool to stand below and push the big drum wrapped in black silk with his hands, what kind of relationship does he have with the senior sister? There is no need for these fancy things.

What if the black stockings are accidentally torn... Well, although the torn black stockings seem to be better, it would be bad to hurt the senior sister's delicate thighs.

"What's wrong, Kyousuke? Just flip over. I'm not like Eriri, the idiot who falls down even when walking on the balance beam. I practice yoga regularly."

Kasumigaoka Utaha said this, walked forward and was about to start climbing.

But Hojo Kyosuke shook his head, looked down, quickly found a stone, picked it up, walked to the doorpost, and knocked off the connection between the door and the pillar with two bangs. He grabbed the door with both hands and put it aside lightly, then stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

Looking at the smiling person, Kasumigaoka Utaha also smiled with curved eyebrows, stood on tiptoes and kissed the person deeply.

"Let's go~" (End of this chapter)