Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 872: The holiday is over, why are you all shouting Hojo Banzai?

"Ebina, you really didn't go anywhere during your vacation?"

"Didn't you say you went to Akihabara to meet up with your friends? That was really fun. I even met a guy who writes novels about girls and girls..."

"Okay, stop talking."

“…Hey!! Did Yumiko go to the beach? Did she take any swimsuit photos? I want to see, I want to see!”

"Yes, I did, but because I was with my family, the styles were more conservative and they didn't look good at all."

"I want to see too!"

"Wow! What's wrong with it? Isn't it sexy as hell? Didn't you see that the guy in the flowered shirt in the background of the photo has his eyes almost popping out of his head?"

"Huh? Really?! Let me take a look. Ugh... No, I need to delete this photo."

"Hahaha, Yumiko is still strict. I think that even though some people may look shy, doesn't that just show that you are very charming?"

“…Yui, you have a dangerous mindset. Besides, I don’t wear a swimsuit for them to see!”

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

“Ha… hehe… um… I’m sorry, Yumiko. If it were me being stared at, I’d be shy, but I’d probably feel a little proud inside. Alas…”

Queen Miura Yumiko did not care about her fans' small mistakes. This was her tolerance as a monarch. Instead, she comforted them:

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

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

"Ah! Hayato!"

Yumiko Miura interrupted her followers' flattery with a cry of surprise, and she even condescended to pull her big butt up from the chair.

After not seeing Yuigahama Yui's pink hair for a few days, it seemed that she had become even pinker, and her temper had also become more manageable. She looked at him with understanding as she watched her friend abandon her and throw herself into the arms of others.

That’s right, after all, it’s Hayato Hayama who’s here, Yumiko’s favorite.

The boy who walked into the classroom had water droplets on his dyed blonde hair, a warm smile on his handsome face, his shirt collar open to reveal his thin collarbone, and the two beads of his bolo tie swaying slightly in front of him. He was surrounding his friends, the one in front turned around to talk to him, and the one behind raised his hand to put his arm around his shoulder...

The perfect template for the male lead in idol dramas.

Asshole! You walked into the wrong set! This is our territory of the Rage Angels. Characters like you should have been killed by the plot as the winners who bullied us in the third episode and turned into nutrients for our evolution!

Hikigaya Hachiman was complaining crazily in his mind. At this moment, he usually leaned against the wall and pretended to talk to Zaimokuza, but he was actually using the wall as a connection to absorb the power of the earth to replenish his energy... What the hell!

He was just too tired from the morning training and was too tired to even sleep. He could only lean against the wall to spy on his classmates and eavesdrop on their gossip for fun.

Like the eyes of a dead fish that has been on display at the fish market for three days with no one buying it, staring at Miura Yumiko who was following him like an old swallow returning to its nest, running from her seat in an instant in front of Hayama Hayato with her fists clenched. Hikigaya's heart was buzzing with crickets like crazy, making all kinds of funny noises for the two of them.

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

"..."

Hikigaya covered his mouth fiercely and leaned forward to try to get away from the source of the sound behind him, then angrily shouted with disgust:

"Zaimokuza! Although I think the same thing as you, I am able to imagine Miura-san's charming voice. Don't you know how uncomfortable your pig-like voice is?"

At any other time, Zaimokuza Yoshiki would definitely use the "arms of love" to let his best friend feel loved, but at this moment he was disgusted by himself, which was extremely rare for someone with such poor character like him, so he could only silently agree with his best friend's words.

"Then Hachiman, you will voice Miura-san, and I'll be Hayama-san."

Hikigaya got even angrier when he heard this:

"Have some shame, you bastard! You're no different from the scum who always chooses the strongest character in every game! Don't think I don't know that you're just fantasizing about Miura-san!"

"Hachiman! Can you show some team spirit? Put the best equipment and the best treatment on the strongest person. Isn't this the right way to clear the game? If everyone plays the swordsman, who will take the damage? Who will be the nurse?"

"You bastard……"

Hikigaya gritted his teeth. This bastard Zaimokuza was best at saying some high-sounding words to cover up his dirty heart. Unlike himself, he was too lazy to even hide it. After all, the smell of decay could not be covered up.

This guy just wanted to put himself in the shoes of Hayato Hayama and enjoy Miura Yumiko's coquetry. Hikigaya believed that with Zaimokuza's imagination, he could completely restore Miura's appearance one-to-one in his dreams at night.

It's really chilling...

Why don't I have such a strong dreaming ability? Oh, it must be because I still have some conscience left. But where did it go? Some things can never be found again once they are put down.

But then again, if Zaimokuza really wants to continue to voice Miura, I will have nightmares at night. Forget it, I will be more generous and let him dream about Miura. Anyway, Miura is not related to me, 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. Youmiko, you have to learn to be considerate of me."

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

"..."

"Asshole! Hachiman! You are a shameless despicable person!"

Zaimokuza, who was inexplicably bullied, flew into a rage, jumped up from his seat, grabbed his best friend's neck and began shaking him.

Even though his tongue stuck out from being pinched, Hikigaya still said with a strange smile: "Hehe, the victim is so angry~~"

It’s so cool, this is how you deal with a pervert like Zaimokuza.

The fight between the two attracted the attention of the Life Winning Group at the back of the classroom. Miura Yumiko looked at them with a disgusted expression, then quickly looked away, as if she would die if she looked at them any longer.

To be honest, there were many people in the classroom who were laughing and joking like Hikigaya and Zaimokuza, because today was the Golden Week holiday. Some people spent a boring and tiring few days, while others spent a happy and relaxing few days. For the latter, it would be inadequate to vent their anger without a round of beatings.

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

If Miura Yumiko knew what the two had done with her, she would have killed them with a knife. Fortunately, she didn't know, and Zaimokuza and the others didn't need her to know. It was just so convenient for perverts to do things.

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

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

If Zaimokuza heard this, the saliva he drooled from would be enough to drown his best friend.

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

"Our soccer club started training the afternoon we had a holiday, as did Ooka and his baseball team. I was so tired in the next few days that I didn't even have time to do my homework. I'll have to 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, quickly spoke up to testify that this was indeed the case.

"Hayato is the ace of the soccer club. He has to come to practice. The club's national tournament this year is counting on him."

"is it?"

Yumiko's expression became visibly happier:

"It's fine for me 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 further studies, Sobu High School. Miura Yumiko's admission score and previous test scores are at least average in the class. I am saying this now just to hear Hayama say that...

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

Hayato Hayama laughed, and then Yumiko said a series of words that she had learned for some unknown reason.

Yuigahama Yui sat aside and listened silently. Although she could guess the meaning of what Yumiko said, she couldn't say it so naturally and cutely.

As expected, Yumiko is so amazing.

Hayato Hayama is indeed a master of smoothing things over. He calmed Miura down with just a few words. He also spoke to Ebina, Yuigahama and others nearby, although it was just polite words like asking about their holidays.

"Eh? So, Hojo-san also trains at school during the holidays?"

Ebina Hina suddenly discovered the blind spot.

Her words immediately attracted the attention of everyone around her. Hojo Kyosuke was the enduring 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 club and the two people from the kendo club who were strangling each other by the wall. As for Hatagoro and others who had a closer relationship with Hojo Kyousuke...

Forget it. Even though Yumiko Miura thought she was at the top of the class pyramid, she wouldn't 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 seem to have not changed at all, although I heard that they have joined Hata Goro and his group.

But if I were to ask those two questions... eh...

Fortunately, Ooka quickly answered everyone's questions.

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

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 Minister Tsuchiya vowed to commit seppuku if we didn't make it to Koshien this year? Has he given up again?"

Well, Ryota Tsuchiya did a lot of things where Tetsuta Kisaki couldn't see.

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

Well, although I said before that students who can get into the General Affairs High School are not stupid, 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 many changes to happen. If everyone goes to college, it is better not to go.

"How can it be!"

Upon hearing what Hayama Hayato said, Ooka immediately became anxious. Having seen the strength of Ticket-Kun, he had completely changed his attitude. He shouted loudly:

"Did the Kendo Club also give up on the national tournament? 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 never noticed before, why is Hitotani's eyes so scary? It's just like the eyes of a rotten fish, full of ominous feeling.

Yumiko Miura was startled and then glared back unhappily.

The two idiots were so frightened that they immediately went back to strangling each other and didn't dare to look at the Queen at all.

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

Hayato Hayama raised his hand and pressed it in half, his expression very surprised. He didn't know why his friend had become so protective of Hojo Kyosuke in just a few days.

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

"Not just the minister, everyone has now sworn to follow Hojo-kun and enter Koshien. Anyone who dares to drag their feet will be killed by the others.

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

Ooka talked about the current situation of the baseball team, such as the fact that they no longer shouted "one, two, one" when running, but "hojo" instead, and the fact that the purpose of life is to enter Koshien this year...

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

After hearing this, Yuigahama felt happy for Hojo-kun. It was great that his club mates supported him so much.

Yumiko asked hesitantly, "...Hey, Hayato, do you guys in the soccer club do this too? Calling Hayama Banzai or something? Because, you see, you're also an ace, right?"

Ye Shan 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 alone, but the ACE of baseball can really drag the entire team to victory. 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. By the time she realized what was going on and wanted to explain, Ye Shan had already changed the subject.

"Ah... I really envy Ooka. Meeting such strong teammates, there is really hope for this year's Koshien."

Ooka scratched his head and grinned foolishly. Indeed, the previous baseball team was worried about whether they could get enough players to participate, but now a bunch of people who had played baseball before but looked down on the Sobu High School baseball club and therefore never joined suddenly appeared, and the starting position suddenly became popular.

"Hojo-kun is really amazing. He has almost reached 160 kph in just a few days of training. I can't imagine how we will lose the game."

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

"No! Hojo-san works hard too!"

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

The girl with the ball-shaped hair clenched her fists and stammered nervously:

"Hojo-kun is training even when he's traveling! He's so good thanks to his hard work!"

Yumiko frowned: "Yui you..."

"Really!?"

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

"Is it true that Hojo-kun is still training while he's 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 almost popped out:

"Isn't it baseball practice?!"

"B-baseball?"

Yuigahama thought to herself, bad thing! She had said the wrong thing again. Would Ooka-san be so angry that he would 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 a swing or a pitch? 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? The same goes for serving. Did Minister Tsuchiya buy an extra pitching machine for Hojo-kun to take away?"

"what?"

Yuigahama was stunned, thinking that skipping stones is just pitching, right? So she said uncertainly:

"Pitching practice?"

Ooka laughed out loud, excited as if he was crazy, and muttered:

"We need to report this to Minister Tugu immediately. He will be very happy if he knows!"

Then he took out his cell phone and started tapping away.

"..."

Seeing her classmates so happy and excited, Yuigahama felt guilty but also thought that she had done a good thing.

How much am I like Yumiko now?

The girl was delighted with her progress.

After a while, Ooka finished his report. He stood up and bowed solemnly to the girl with the bun.

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

“Ah!? This… I, I didn’t do anything…”

Yuigahama waved her hands around in panic.

"As a token of my gratitude, Minister Tsuchiya ordered me to invite you to watch the first practice match of the Sobu High School baseball team."

Ooka didn't straighten up, but shouted loudly and energetically, his voice was so loud that Yuigahama had an illusion.

This guy invited me to the game, but he was actually inviting everyone to watch?

This speculation was confirmed at noon, because almost the entire school was invited. The reason why it was called "almost" was because Hojo Kyosuke himself did not receive a formal invitation.

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

"Since the founding of Sobu High School, we have been unable to raise our heads in front of all our junior high school classmates. Why? If you ask why, it is because our school's baseball team has never made it to Koshien..."

Someone below was annoyed and shouted, "Hey! It's not as exaggerated as you say, Ooka. My classmates are really envious of me for being able to get into Sobu..."

Ooka raised his finger fiercely, pointed at the person who was speaking, and shouted ferociously:

"Right! Xiaolin, you hit the most crucial point! Not only have we never made it to Koshien, we haven't even won the district qualifiers! To be more precise, our best result was only the third round of the qualifiers!"

After this was said, the students who had been making noises just now felt embarrassed. This was indeed too rubbish. When they talked about it with their junior high school classmates after the Koshien tournament started, they could only vaguely say that they had never paid attention to it. And the other party would definitely say, "What about you! You don't even pay attention to Koshien? Doesn't your school have a baseball club?"

This is how Koshien exists in high school, so now Ooka can stand up straight in a small group.

The classmates in the class, as well as those who heard the noise and came to the door in the corridor, looked intently at Ooka who was standing on the desk, wanting to know what he was going to say. If he just wanted to humiliate himself and everyone else at the same time, then they could only take him to the bathroom.

"but!"

Ooka roared:

"Now, that tragic past is a thing of the past. Hojo-kun is here, and Sobu High School is saved!"

"On this planet six, at the Sobu High School Baseball Stadium, the reborn Sobu High School 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.

"..."

Perhaps it was because his speech was too passionate that the audience was stunned for a moment.

"Does our school have a baseball club?"

Someone asked stupidly, and was punched right after. Someone else was wondering where Komatsukawa High School came from, and the person next to him answered, "A school with a deviation value of less than 70."

Then a heated discussion began. How could Sobu High School, which was never known for its sports events, have such a lively event? The students were all stunned. They thought they could only see Hojo Kyousuke dominate the country in the Kendo Tournament, but they didn't expect there would be a stronger baseball game to watch?

"Ooka! Ooka! When is the match?"

"Saturday! Saturday! May 10th!"

"Hojo-kun will appear, right?"

"Of course, without Hojo-kun we'd be nothing!"

“Can I bring some beer?”

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

"..."

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

"..."

Even Yuigahama, who was as easy to knead as dough, couldn't help but puff up her cheeks and look a little angry.

You said I was your benefactor, so you invited me to watch the game? Is this how you treat your benefactor?

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

The girl with the ball-shaped hair thought angrily. (End of this chapter)