Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 721 North North North North North North Hojo Kyosuke! ?

"Oh, I'm out, it's so easy. It feels like I just walked out along the passage. I was wondering why there are still buildings with such anti-human designs in this modern society!"

Sayaka said cheerfully, and the imperial envoy beside her rolled his eyes. He thought, if there was no manual navigation, you would have stayed in the station and become an urban legend.

When they were about to walk out, the phone call had been hung up. After all, the two of them were still embarrassed. The person on the phone also asked them to remember the clothes of Sanye and others so that they could find them easily. Sayaka was very unhappy to hear that. She was just lost in thought, why did she act like an idiot? According to Yotsuba's theory, the idiot should be the imperial envoy!

Suddenly, Sayaka grabbed her boyfriend's arm and shouted in surprise: "Hey, hey, is that Mitsuha over there?"

The envoy looked carefully.

Wearing jeans and a light blue sports jacket, her slender figure stood out in the crowd. Her exquisite hairstyle was so beautiful that it could not be described as a work of art. Anyone who saw it would feel solemn and think it was part of a solemn sacrifice.

Three leaves...

Although it was just a back view, the more than ten years of getting along were not in vain, and he recognized it instantly.

"Why is she braiding her hair again?"

The imperial envoy was puzzled. As a friend, he knew that Mitsuha's exquisite hairstyle was like an invisible restraint, reminding her at all times to be careful in her words and actions and to be a qualified shrine maiden of the Miyamizu family.

Since moving to Nara, Mitsuha no longer spent so much energy on her hair, and even thought about cutting her hair short. However, in the end, only Sayaka cut her hair short.

"Why else? Didn't you see the person next to Mitsuha?!"

Sayaka said loudly.

"I see, a tall and handsome guy with a good figure, so what?"

The imperial envoy curled his lips, very dissatisfied with his girlfriend's yelling.

Looking at the tall and sturdy back, he wanted to say, "What if his face is ugly?" But his conscience did not allow him to do so. After all, he was so handsome just from the back. Even if his appearance was a little worse, he was still handsome enough. It is not a lie that fitness is plastic surgery.

"Hello, is that the person who was instructing us on the phone just now?" asked Sayaka.

"That should be it. There is no one else besides her."

"Isn't there still Yotsuba?"

"cut……"

The two of them walked towards Miyamizu Mitsuha and the others nervously and excitedly.

Looking at the exit, Miyamizu Mitsuha was puzzled and wondered:

"Kyosuke, are you sure you didn't point Sayaka and the others in the wrong direction? Didn't you say we were almost at the exit? Why haven't we come out yet?"

Hojo Kyosuke also frowned. On the map in his head, the little figures representing Sayaka and the other person had already walked in front of them. In the corresponding reality, the two people should be the same.

Suddenly, he turned around abruptly.

call--

I said, my brain is invincible.

He smiled, nudged Mitsuha's body with his shoulder, and gestured behind him.

It turned out that only two minutes had passed since the call was hung up, and the two of them had lost their way and were behind Sanye and the others without knowing when.

The moment Hojo Kyosuke turned around, Natori Sayaka's steps suddenly stopped, and the imperial envoy who had been held by her arm almost fell. When he turned his head in dissatisfaction and wanted to complain, he saw that his girlfriend's eyes suddenly widened bigger than a cow's.

With eyes wide open, Sayaka's mouth slowly opened wider and wider, and she trembled as she shouted:

"North, North, North North North...Hojo Kyosuke——!!!"

"Ahhh, it's really a real person!"

"It's the real deal! It's really that Hojo Kyousuke!"

"What Yotsuba said is true, it's really Hojo Kyosuke!"

She screamed and shook her boyfriend frantically, and the envoy saw the person next to Mitsuha Miyamizu clearly in his dizziness. He didn't read comics or novels, but he recognized her. Because... wasn't that the cover of the magazine he had just read on the train! !

Holy shit! Is this Tokyo!?

Is this the center of neon? I can see the cover of a magazine right after I leave the station?!

The imperial envoy suppressed his excitement and tried hard not to embarrass himself like his girlfriend.

"Wow - my Mitsuha has made it big. I didn't expect she really found a handsome guy from Tokyo, and he's one of the best!"

It took Zao Yexiang a long time to calm down, her little face flushed with excitement.

Grabbing her boyfriend's arm, she was about to walk over to experience Tokyo's hottest news up close.

But she stopped before she had taken a few steps, looking with some horror at the person beside her who was trotting towards Hojo Kyosuke. With her reminder, everyone entering and leaving the station noticed Hojo Kyosuke and kept flocking to him like bees returning to their hive.

"This……"

She was dumbfounded and took a few steps back in fear. Coming from a small city, she was frightened by the horrific scene.

"Oops, I think I'm in trouble?"

She said blankly, somewhat anxiously:

"What should we do now?"

"How to do?"

The imperial envoy also stared blankly at Hojo Kyosuke who was surrounded by the crowd.

Is this Tokyo?

very scary.

"What should we do? What do you think we should do?"

The sudden voice in her ear almost scared Sayaka Natori to jump. She turned around and saw that Mitsuha had walked to her side without her knowing and was looking at her with an unfriendly face.

"Ah, Mitsuha! I miss you so much...ah - it hurts, it hurts..."

Before she could finish her words, Sayaka's ears were grabbed. As usual, she sought help from her good friend Yotsuba, but saw Yotsuba, who was almost as tall as her, shaking her head with a helpless expression.

Fortunately, Miyamizu Mitsuha wasn't really angry. She just missed the touch of her good friend's ears. She pinched them lightly and then let go, but still complained:

"It's because you were yelling, otherwise Kyosuke wouldn't have been discovered."

"I didn't do it on purpose..."

Sayaka pouted and whispered:

"If it were any of my college classmates, they would definitely be 10,000 times more excited than me if they saw that the person who came to pick them up was actually Hojo Kyousuke! And...it's all your fault for not telling me on purpose."

She said the last sentence even more quietly.

Miyamizu Mitsuha curled her lips and thought that even if she sacrificed Kyousuke, it would be worth it to see Sayaka's silly look. And she believed that Kyousuke must be the same, after all, that guy was not a good person like herself.

"Long time no see, Imperial Envoy."

Coming back to her senses, she smiled and greeted her two friends.

"Long time no see, Sanye, you have changed so much."

The imperial envoy spoke happily, and as he spoke his eyes kept drifting towards Hojo Kyosuke who was squeezed in the middle of the crowd.

Really... Who would have thought three years ago that a shrine maiden from a small country town would be able to come to Tokyo and be with so many big shots who appear on the covers of magazines and newspapers?

"Haha~~ This is Tokyo."

Miss Miko blinked her eyes. She was in a very good mood as she successfully shared her happiness with her friends.

"As expected, we still have to come to Tokyo!!"

Sayaka said excitedly.

Yotsuba also happily exchanged pleasantries with her good friend. Yes, pleasantries. This guy has been good at pleasantries since he was a child, but the only person he was exchanging pleasantries with was Sayaka. As for the imperial envoy?

"Humph!"

The little girl squinted her eyes and looked at the clown from top to bottom, snorting contemptuously.

Katsuhiko Teishikawahara was almost mad with anger, but fortunately he knew that if he dared to have a conflict with Yotsuba, his girlfriend would not let him go even if Mitsuha didn't say anything, so he could only snort coldly, turn his head and continue looking at the crowd over there.

It’s really popular.

He thought with some envy that among those people surrounding Hojo Kyosuke, there were not only many adult men in suits, but also many fashionable young women. Although their faces could not be seen clearly, they were undoubtedly beauties. They all shouted Hojo Kyosuke's name with fanatical expressions.

How enviable...

As expected, only a place like Tokyo can be so lively. Should I really come to Tokyo to develop?

"Hey, Mitsuha, what do we do now?"

After listening for a while, he finally confirmed again that the big shot Hojo Kyosuke really came with Mitsuha to welcome himself and Sayaka.

After the excitement, Sayaka regained some wisdom. She knew that she was the one who caused the trouble, so she mustered up the courage to say:

"Yeah, yeah, what should I do? How about I crawl in from underneath and bring Hojo-sensei out?"

"no!"

Yotsuba rejected it outright. She grabbed Sayaka's hand and said affectionately:

"How can you, Sayaka, do something like sneaking under a skirt? I think it's better to let the imperial envoy do it. Can't you see that he can't wait any longer?"

Upon hearing this, the imperial envoy immediately shouted angrily: "Who can't wait? Little devil, if you keep talking nonsense, I will beat you up!"

"Huh? Beat me?"

Miyamizu Yotsuba smiled happily and said:

"I was just worrying about how to send you back to Nara. It would be great if you were willing to beat me up. Then my brother Kyousuke would definitely help me send you to the grave."

The little girl had a clear and pleasant voice, and her pretty face, inherited from the Miyamizu family, became as terrifying as a devil in Teshigawara's eyes.

"Forehead……"

The imperial envoy shuddered. He remembered it clearly. The magazine he just read said that Hojo Kyosuke had just defeated all the famous swordsmen in the Japanese kendo world at the Beichen Ittoryu Dojo the day before yesterday. More than a dozen people were sent to the hospital for emergency treatment that night. Until today, there are still three or four people who are still being rescued, and it is not known whether they can be saved.

Is this Tokyo?

I really shouldn't have come here. This place is too dangerous.

"Okay, Sister Yotsuba, stop scaring the Imperial Envoy. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be able to bring so many things."

Sayaka shook Yotsuba's arm.

The little girl chose to forgive with a whine. She forgave the envoy who had done nothing wrong but whose existence itself was wrong.

The Imperial Envoy breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt ashamed. He didn't expect that when he was a junior high school student like Itomori, he could quarrel with the elementary school student Yotsuba for 400 times and make peace with her, but after Yotsuba became a junior high school student, he didn't have the slightest ability to fight back.

Oh, is this Tokyo? It is indeed a place where people can undergo drastic changes.

Mitsuha Miyamizu just kept smiling as she watched her sister interact with her two friends. It was great that nothing had changed. It felt like she was back in Itomori.

After bullying the imperial envoy and defending her beloved Sayaka, Yotsuba asked with some concern:

"Sister, what should we do with Kyousuke-kun?"

Sanye looked at the crowd with a smile and said lightly:

"It's okay, let's go out first, Kyousuke will be able to handle it soon."

"Huh? Don't you need help?" Sayaka wondered.

Mitsuha smiled and shook her head:

"Okay, let's go, let's go to the parking lot first, Kyousuke will be here soon."

How could my lover not be able to solve such a small problem? If necessary, I could even call the railway police at Tokyo Station. It was not realistic to hold a book signing event on site, but it might be feasible to hold a small fan meeting before the Marunouchi Motor Show. After all, if Miyamizu Mitsuha remembered correctly, one of the people who was chopped down by Kyosuke at Hokushin Ittoryu the day before yesterday was a railway police officer working at Tokyo Station.

That man... seemed to be imitating the voice of Hope when he was being chopped down, saying something about dying like a train.

Because it was so interesting, Miss Miko was deeply impressed.

Not to mention Kyosuke, even she had the contact information of that police officer. Because that night someone created a chat group and pulled everyone in, and everyone's self-introduction in the group was -

"I was the one who was knocked down by Hojo-sensei like a train..."

"I am the one who turned three and a half circles in the air."

"I was the one who was chopped off and knocked down six people before stopping."

"..."

People may not remember the names directly, but as long as you mention the scene where they were defeated by Hojo Kyosuke, everyone will suddenly understand. Of course, this is limited to those who died in a more distinctive way, and no one will remember the general ones.

In the latest issue of the official magazine of the Neon Kendo League, "Sword Window", the strength of Hojo Kyosuke is shown by describing the various ways in which many swordsmen were defeated.

Miyamizu Mitsuha already had a premonition that in the various upcoming kendo competitions, those swordsmen who did not have the strength to win would probably use part of their energy to study "how to die gracefully."

It is a great sin, my love.

Smiling quietly, Mitsuha Miyamizu walked in front, leading Sayaka and the others to the parking lot.

Hojo Kyosuke saw this through the gaps in the crowd and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As for how to get out, he was not actually worried.

Although Japanese celebrities have many bad habits, they are not very keen on hiring people to pick them up at the airport, because it will cause more trouble than showing off their popularity and making news.

"Don't cause trouble for others, bastard!"

It's just this one sentence, a simple truth. In other countries, crazy fans might curse with words like "Is this your house?", but in Japan, if it gets out of hand, not only will the fans be cyberbullied, but even the star himself will not be able to apologize by committing seppuku.

The station staff had already rushed over. Hojo Kyosuke lowered his head, smiled, kept apologizing, and emphasized not to affect others. He squeezed out easily.

Some tourists who arrived in Tokyo on the early train were left behind.

The young girls dressed fashionably all had shining eyes and rosy faces.

Is this Tokyo?

I saw Hojo-kun before I even left the station. I'm so lucky!

Why didn't Marunouchi Station invite him to be the stationmaster for a day? It's really inaction. How does JR do things? If they can't do it, they should go bankrupt and hire someone else to hire Mr. Hojo!

After receiving feedback from station staff and protests from tourists, the station also tried to contact Hojo Kyosuke's contact, but only received a polite refusal from there.

"Want to invite Mr. Hojo to be the stationmaster for a day? Private Marseille, I'm really sorry, but during the holidays, it's impossible for us to even meet Mr. Hojo~"

Of course, the formal reply is not like this. There are girls in the company who are proficient in clerical work and she will use all the honorifics, but this is the meaning.

You have to know that July and August are the time when various national competitions in Japan begin. Now various school clubs that are determined to achieve results are training overtime, especially during this kind of holiday. If some blind bastard wants to take a leave to go on a date with his girlfriend, he will be beaten to death by everyone in the club.

Well, many tragedies happened in this situation, tragedies... (End of this chapter)