Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 756 There are many of them, but I have Kyousuke and that’s enough

If Yamauchi Sakura were asked to choose the greatest invention, she would vote for the electric light without hesitation, because she felt that this thing extended the length of human life a lot, which was truly an amazing feat.

But if she were asked to work overtime day and night in those brightly lit buildings, she would say that electric lights are the root of all evil.

This is her flexible moral bottom line: good and evil follow one's heart.

As human civilization continues to advance, the worship of the sun has inevitably weakened, because people can move freely at night without the sun's light.

The night covers the sky, but the human city is still as bright as day.

The colorful neon lights are connected together to form an ocean. Looking down from above, the earth is like the reflection of the sea of ​​stars, even brighter.

Ikebukuro, as the rising center of Neon, is very popular among young people. With a high acceptance of new culture, affordable food and entertainment, and developed transportation, it is a holy place for travel.

The most important thing is that it is close enough to Ruyiliao.

After dinner, after holding a "recliner meeting" in the yard, and making sure that her stomach had been appeased, Yamauchi Sakura strolled out of the house with her friend Takimoto Kyoko. The two did not take a car, but strolled all the way to Ikebukuro, and it even felt that they had not achieved the purpose of digesting the food.

"It's so lively."

Kyoko Takimoto exclaimed softly, her pupils filled with colorful lights, neon signs, car taillights and large-screen advertisements flashing in her eyes.

Although Sumon City is only over an hour away from Tokyo by train, the gap between it and Tokyo is no smaller than that between itomori and Sumonori.

The siphon effect of the urban circle is terrifying. Even the Koshien qualifiers in Tokyo have to be divided into two divisions, and the number of participating colleges and universities in a single division is even as many as the other two counties combined. This alone is enough to show the difference between Tokyo and other places.

Because it is an emerging central area, the street planning of Ikebukuro is very good. The pedestrian street is wide and green. Not to mention the milk tea shops, you can always sit by the flower beds to rest when you are tired of shopping.

"Of course it's lively. This used to be a red-light district."

Yingliang said casually. The two of them were currently queuing in front of a milk tea shop with a sign that had four Chinese characters on it.

"Red Light District!?"

Kyoko Takimoto exclaimed at first, then covered her mouth and asked whether it was true or not.

Yingliang said confidently: "Of course it's true. Which of the more prosperous streets in Neon didn't develop due to the red-light district?"

"Hey, that one over there, the one with the glass windows blocked with foam boards, is a famous store. It was said that you could see the pretty ladies through the windows before, but they later received complaints so they blocked them up."

As she said this she sighed regretfully, and a few girls who were queuing next to her joined the conversation, talking about the shops they knew or had worked part-time at. Kyoko Takimoto was shocked when she heard this.

Although there were a lot of people queuing, the staff at the milk tea shop were very efficient and soon both of them had a large cup of milk tea in their hands.

Kyoko took a sip and squinted her eyes and said happily: "So sweet, so delicious~"

The girl said that Tokyo was really amazing, even the milk tea shop put more sugar than Minato.

But after taking a few steps, she said with a bitter face:

"Walking around with such a big cup of milk tea in my hand feels like weight training."

But if she was asked to finish the milk tea quickly, she couldn't do it because her stomach was still complaining about her overeating.

"This is not a weight, Kyoko."

Yingliang held the milk tea in both hands, she shook her head slowly, and then said seriously:

"It's a suppressor!"

"Suppressor?"

Yingliang said seriously: "Yes, when you hold this giant cup of milk tea, your wallet will be free from pain, and your future self will also be spared."

"what?"

Kyoko Takimoto looked at the milk tea in her hand with a confused look on her face, and subconsciously wanted to touch her wallet, but she found that she couldn't touch her wallet while holding the milk tea. In an instant, she realized.

"It's really you, Sakura!"

She admired sincerely. She was worried before whether her friend's wisdom had declined, but now it seems that she has become smarter!

Hearing Kyoko's words, Sakura first showed a smug expression, then said with a smirk:

"But I can finish my milk tea in the blink of an eye, and then use my hands to do happy things. This is what I learned in Tokyo. What do you think? Are you envious?"

Kyoko immediately showed an angry expression as if she had been fooled and started to complain, but she actually knew that no one could drink so much milk tea in an instant, and Sakura must have said that to tease her.

However, what she didn't know was that Yamauchi Sakura hadn't finished speaking yet. The special skill she had learned was to give the milk tea to Hojo Kyosuke after drinking two sips, and the latter would consume the remaining milk tea like a pump.

Kyoko, who didn't know about this, was in a very good mood. Yamauchi Sakura's bright smile made her instantly blend into this neon city.

Sakura's happy expression is so clear, her mischievous smile is so clear, her smug look is so clear... It's like a barometer that never lies, telling you clearly, I'm about to be angry, I'm very happy now, I'm about to tease you, please be prepared.

The two of them continued walking forward holding their Big Mac milk teas. The endless Chinese billboards along the way made Kyoko wonder if she had traveled through time. Sakura read out the words one by one for her friend. Her pronunciation was not standard, but it still made Kyoko amazed.

Ikebukuro is divided into several distinct areas, but they are all blended together. Some places are the concentration of dimensional culture. Pain cars printed with anime girl pictures can be seen everywhere on the streets. Kyoko even saw a van disguised as a giant. Some places even look like they have been colonized by foreign countries, and some are as chaotic as Mexico.

Ikebukuro Station is like a time traveler's dialer. You can go to different areas by choosing different exits.

Because it was still early, there were mostly normal people on the street, but Kyoko, who was extremely curious, looked around and found something wrong.

"Hey, Sakura, why are those people wearing yellow turbans?" she asked in a low voice.

Yamauchi Sakura, who was struggling over which snack bar to favor, turned around and looked at the place his friend pointed at, then said casually:

"Ah, that's it. It's a group of idle people in Ikebukuro. They hang around the streets every night. It's nothing serious."

"Idle people? Wouldn't that be bad?" Kyoko was a little nervous, thinking that Tokyo was really amazing. There were so many idle people. If it were Minato, those who had nothing to do should go find part-time jobs.

"Yeah, so this place is only suitable for playing at this time. If you come later, you will run into those guys."

Sakura finally decided to give up Taiyaki, Takoyaki and Tamagoyaki and chose grilled eel and red bean dumplings.

"Kyoko, how many skewers do you want?" she asked.

"You can still eat?" Kyoko Takimoto asked in shock.

"Well~ Actually, I restrained myself a little during dinner. After all, I can eat Kyousuke's cooking every day, and my resistance is stronger than yours. Besides, no matter how hard something is, it can't hurt your stomach. If you want to be good, you have to eat. So for the sake of my stomach, I can be a little strong."

Kyoko felt her stomach and hesitated, "But..."

“Buy more and get discounts~”

"Then I want one too. How many strings are enough for a discount?"

“Actually, it’s a drink.”

"Sakura!! Are you stupid!?"

Kyoko was angry, and Sakura laughed unscrupulously.

In the end, they only ordered a skewer of grilled eel and red bean dumplings each, and found a flower bed to sit down. Fortunately, the crowd flowed quickly here so they could find a seat, otherwise they would have to eat while walking.

Yingliang took a bite of the eel meat covered with sauce. The crispy skin and tender inside made her nod with satisfaction.

Well, it’s far worse than what Kyosuke made, but it’s also delicious.

While enjoying the food, the two chatted casually.

"Kyosuke is most afraid of eating while walking, especially food skewered on a skewer." Sakura said with a smile.

"Haha, that guy is afraid of too many things. Does he think the skewers used in the store are unhygienic?"

Kyoko laughed immediately when she heard this. Hojo had been afraid of death since he was a child. Even when he was doing vaulting in physical education class, he had to check whether there was any problem with the equipment, for fear that he would fall flat on his face when he put his hand on it.

Yingliang replied in a brisk voice: "No, Kyousuke is afraid that someone will hit his arm while he is eating skewers, and then his mouth will be pierced by a bamboo stick~~"

"..."

Kyoko Takimoto, who had just put a dango in her mouth and was about to bite it off with her teeth, silently put down the bamboo stick. She looked around cautiously. On her left was Sakura, who was holding a bamboo stick like her. Her arm might hit her head and her mouth would be pierced through. On her right was a man who was talking on a cell phone. His arm might hit her arm and her mouth would be pierced through.

Ugh……

She sighed, then lamented:

"I'm even starting to worry whether there are any chemicals in the milk tea I just drank."

Yingliang then asked with a smile: "Do you still want to eat? If not, I can help you."

"eat!"

Kyoko Takimoto said viciously that if everyone was as afraid of death as Hojo, society would have stagnated long ago.

Although her interest in eating was slightly dampened, it also served as a reminder to Kyoko Takimoto.

"Sakura..." She began hesitantly.

"what happened?"

"Hojo Kyousuke, Ruyi-liao, home..."

Kyoko's words were a little confusing. She wanted to ask why there were so many girls in Hojo Kyousuke and Sakura's house, but she was a little embarrassed about whether it was appropriate to say these words. Although she cared about Sakura, this was her own business after all.

Yingliang blinked, ate the last piece of grilled eel in one bite, and then stuck the skewer into a milk tea bottle that someone had thrown on the ground. She would help throw away the garbage when she left later.

"Kyoko, are you wondering why there are so many girls in the family?" she asked casually.

"okokokok!"

Kyoko nodded desperately, and was surprised to find that Hojo's fear of death was actually reasonable. If she had been eating just now, wouldn't a bamboo stick have been stabbed into her head?

"That's my and Kyousuke's home."

"Of course I know that. You told me that you were the one who came up with the name Ruyiliao."

“That’s everyone’s home, too.”

"Everyone?"

"Eri helped me choose the house, Shiyu helped me with the furniture, Naoko takes care of the flowers and trees in the yard, Yukino is in charge of the kitchen, and Naoka made the sofa cover..."

Yingliang said softly, and then she suddenly cried out in surprise and said in panic:

"Oh no, this company has nothing to do with me?!"

Kyoko was also frightened by her surprise and quickly recalled that even the fish in the pond in that family were brought by Miss Spencer and were given names.

"What should we do? Sakura, hurry up and buy some things and go back!" she said anxiously.

Yingliang immediately held her friend's hand and asked for help: "I really want to buy a giant panda to take back. Kyoko, can you help me?"

"No problem. Before I came here, I brought all the pocket money I saved last year with me. I'll use it all to buy you a big bear..."

As Kyoko Takimoto was speaking, her voice disappeared, and the anxiety on her face turned into expressionlessness.

"Hahahahaha~~~"

Yamauchi Sakura laughed wildly, her laughter was crisp and hearty, just like the refreshing night breeze blowing through the tall buildings.

Kyoko said angrily: "Sakura! You better be serious! If you continue like this, there will be no place for you in that family!"

"Peace of mind and peace of mind~"

Yingliang smiled, held up the milk tea with both hands and handed it to her friend, asking her to calm down, and then said with a grin:

"Every corner of this house has their traces, so this is everyone's home, so they live here."

"But I have Kyosuke, Kyosuke is my Kyosuke, so this is my home, so I live here."

"..."

Kyoko Takimoto felt a little sour when she heard this. She felt that this scene looked familiar. After thinking about it carefully, she found that the conversation between her and Sakura had indeed happened a long time ago.

When she was in elementary school, Nishimiya Shoko had just transferred to Minato Elementary School.

She used to dislike Hojo for always pestering Sakura, leaving her no time to play with Sakura. After Naoko came, she complained to Sakura again, saying that Hojo was now with Naoko and had less time to play with Sakura.

Children's jealousy is terrible. As a friend, she couldn't stand it anymore, so she suggested that Sakura should take action. If she continued like this, Hojo would be snatched away by someone else.

But Sakura said to her:

"Nitro-chan originally had nothing in her hands, but now she has grabbed Kyousuke and is constantly filling up the world."

"As for me, my world is filled with Kyousuke's love for me, and it's almost full, so it doesn't matter if I give some to Nitro-chan."

At that time, Kyoko Takimoto could not understand Sakura's words, and now Kyoko Takimoto still cannot understand them. (End of this chapter)