Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Sayaka, who didn't know she had earned the nickname "Brainless Xiang", stood on the spacious street, looking up, turning on her toes, and enjoying this place that could be said to be a concentration of all the prosperity of neon.

There were many shopping malls and every glass on the building was so shiny that it could reflect people. Looking at the reflections on it, Sayaka felt that she had become more fashionable. Of course, she was also more beautiful.

"Wow~~" and "Ah~~" soft exclamations kept coming out of her mouth.

"Everywhere is as lively as a festival."

Her little face flushed and she shouted excitedly to her friends.

Hojo Kyosuke and Miyamizu Mitsuha had faint auntie smiles on their faces, while Yotsuha held Sayaka's hand lovingly.

Oh, my dear friend, what kind of life have you been leading.

The imperial envoy remained silent. He looked around. This prosperous and bustling scene was like two different worlds compared to where they lived.

Sayaka had indeed longed for such a big city since she was in Itomori.

Suddenly, his flashing eyes determined, as if he had made up his mind, and he smiled and said:

"If you like Tokyo so much, why don't you stay here?"

He took his girlfriend's other hand and said in an extremely awkward and gentle tone:
"After you go back, apply for an exchange program at a school in Tokyo. Uncle Miyamizu should be able to help. Mitsuha and the others are here too, so you won't be lonely and will be happier. I will graduate a year earlier than you and come to Tokyo to find you. I will find a job in Tokyo. You know, I have been helping on construction sites since junior high school, so I will have no problem finding a job. Ask my dad for help, and by the time you graduate, Sayaka, we will have our own house and can get married right away. The children and I can stay with you in Tokyo, which you love."

"..."

Hojo Kyosuke, Mitsuha, Yotsuha, Sayaka, everyone stared at the imperial envoy who was talking in amazement.

“The Imperial Envoy…”

Sayaka pulled her hand out of Yotsuba's, held her boyfriend's hand tightly with both hands, leaned forward with a complicated expression.

"Hahaha? What's wrong? Are you deeply moved by me?"

The imperial envoy looked at his girlfriend's moved expression, and the pride in his heart was about to overflow.

"This is just my responsibility as a man! Don't think I'm a man without ambition just because I didn't want to leave the town when I was in Itomori. In fact, you know, it was just because I couldn't let my family and workers down. In fact, I'm a good man with responsibility and ambition!"

He pounded his chest so hard that it made a loud sound. As expected of a construction worker who had been working on a construction site since junior high school, he was very strong.

"No, I mean, is your head okay?"

Sayaka's expression became more complicated, and her tone was sad:
"Why did you think of getting married in the future just after taking a look at this street? Do you know that your eyes are scary? I was worried that you would rush into that jewelry store and rob it the next moment."

"Ok?"

The envoy was startled, then became furious:
"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm only saying this because you like this place so much. I'm doing this for you!"

"Even if you like it, there's no need to stay here. Don't you know that the housing prices in Tokyo are five times higher than those in Nara? If I had the money to buy a house in Tokyo, I could retire and start living in Nara!"

Sayaka frowned and looked at her boyfriend as if he was an idiot.

Hojo Kyosuke nodded. This was Sayaka, a truly ordinary girl who did not have great dreams or strong perseverance, but had simple values ​​and outlook on life.

Of course, the Imperial Envoy is also an ordinary boy, who is very excited and whose rationality is often suppressed by his emotions.

Just like millions of people in Japan, they decided to conquer Tokyo the first time they saw it, and they all believed they had the ability to do so. But in fact, they were already conquered by Tokyo the moment they had this idea.

It is not surprising that they would shout "I am the king of the world" the next second. They saw not only the prosperity of Tokyo, but also many other people who left their dreams and ambitions here and left with scarred bodies. They are confident that they have the ability and ambition to surpass others, but Tokyo has become more and more magnificent by conquering such ambitious men one after another.

"But don't you miss Mitsuha and the others very much? If you stay in Tokyo, you can see them more often." The imperial envoy asked in confusion.

"Ah, even the best friends will get bored if you see them every day. It's just right now. If I want to visit Mitsuha, I can just take a bus here. The price difference between Tokyo and Nara is enough to save me a lot of travel expenses."

Sayaka waved her hand.

"But……"

The imperial envoy was about to speak when he suddenly realized that the situation had turned into that Sayaka did not want to stay in Tokyo, and he kept persuading her to stay in Tokyo with him.

The good man from Gifu Prefecture fell silent.

Seeing this, Hojo Kyosuke stepped forward, patted the imperial envoy on the shoulder, embraced him affectionately, and said with a smile:

"Do you feel the magic of Tokyo? This is a city that will continue to devour people."

The imperial envoy listened thoughtfully. Just as he was about to speak, he felt Hojo Kyosuke's hand exert a slight force, and his body moved forward uncontrollably.

"Wow! You are so strong, aren't you?!" He opened his mouth in disbelief. At this moment, he subconsciously gripped the ground with his feet, but was still pushed forward.

Like him, Teshigahara Katsuhiko was a man who had worked on construction sites since he was a child, but he had no power to resist at all under Hojo Kyosuke.

"Hahaha, my lord, you are not interested in kendo, otherwise you wouldn't be so surprised."

Mitsuha smiled brightly. She knew that her good man was hungry and couldn't wait to eat, so she took a step and walked towards a building with Sayaka.

"That night, Kyosuke chopped off Mr. Daidoji with one sword. He was a strong man who was over 1.9 meters tall and weighed over 100 kilograms. So for someone like you, Kyosuke can probably lift him with one hand."

"Ok?"

The envoy widened his eyes:

"Is this true... or not?"

Before he could finish his words, he felt his feet leave the ground. Hojo Kyosuke simply put one hand on his shoulders and lifted him up easily in this extremely difficult way.

"This is Tokyo. It's not surprising what happens."

Hojo Kyosuke smiled and said sincerely:
"Just like Mitsuha asked Sayaka to go to university and then think about the future slowly, you, the Imperial Envoy, should not be too hasty. I will take you to visit Tokyo properly. Once you feel that you really understand it, you can consider other things. How do you think?"

The words ringing in his ears were so sincere that the imperial envoy felt the warm kindness from them. He was puzzled why such a famous figure like Hojo Kyosuke would be so good to him. After thinking for a long time, he could only attribute the reason to love for the person and the dog.

As expected, Mr. Hojo really loves Mitsuha.

The group walked into a building, talking and laughing. The warmth in the air outside was instantly isolated, the ground was frighteningly bright, and the smell of money frightened Sayaka so much that she spoke in a much lower voice. However, when she turned around and saw that Mitsuha, Yotsuha, and Hojo-sensei were still talking and laughing as usual, she puffed out her chest and started to chatter proudly again.

To be honest, what you enjoy in high-end restaurants is the service. If you pay a premium and still have to endure the restaurant's rudeness, Hojo Kyosuke will be angry.

As soon as Sayaka walked out of the elevator, before she had time to appreciate the gorgeous decorations in the corridor, she saw a beautiful foreign woman walking towards her with a smile on her face. When she was struggling to decide whether to say "Hi. How are you" or "Aniha", she heard the beautiful foreign woman bowing 90 degrees and greeting in Japanese.

"call--"

She breathed a sigh of relief, then pulled her boyfriend's arm and whispered, "Hey, envoy, look, even the waiters are foreigners."

The envoy, with a tense body, whispered:

"Of course I saw it! Idiot, you were so loud, everyone else heard it!"

"what?"

Sayaka exclaimed and looked over carefully. Sure enough, the foreign waiter was looking at her and smiling. However, that smile was not embarrassing. Instead, it was full of understanding, as if he was saying thank you for your affirmation of my work.

Wow, this is really the spirit of craftsmanship!
"...Originally, Chef Tazawa was the chef in charge of the restaurant today, but after learning that you, Mr. Hojo, had made a reservation, the head chef, Chef Kawai, immediately cancelled his vacation to prepare lunch for you..."

The waiter led the group forward, speaking in a low voice.

Of course, I used Hojo Kyousuke's name to order the food. Most of the high-end restaurants in Ginza are reservation-based. Every restaurant can confidently say that if you want to eat at their restaurant, you must make a reservation at least six months in advance. Some restaurants even go a step further and use the acquaintance system, which means that even if you know where the restaurant is, you will not be accepted if you don't have an acquaintance to bring you there.

It can be said that the sense of ceremony was grasped very well, just like now, the head chef who was on vacation immediately canceled his vacation and rushed back because he heard that Hojo Kyosuke had made a reservation. Sayaka and the envoy next to him immediately had a clearer understanding of the social status of Mitsuha's boyfriend.

Walking into the restaurant, you will see white as the main color and gold as the secondary color, which is gorgeous and elegant. There are not many tables in the spacious hall, and the main feature of the restaurant is that it has been open for three years.

The imperial envoy walked to the table like a wooden man, sat down in a daze, and dared not move.

After the waiter brought the menu and left, Sayaka immediately said excitedly:
"This is totally different from Salia! It feels so high-end."

Saizeriya is one of the major fast food brands in Neon. Considering the prices in Neon, it is indeed cheap and delicious, and even middle school and high school students can afford it.

"It's also much more expensive than Salia." Sanye smiled.

"But the taste isn't much better." Yotsuba muttered.

Hojo Kyosuke looked at the menu and handed it to Sayaka and the imperial envoy.

The couple had been excited to see how much the dishes in a high-end restaurant cost, but when they saw the menu they were so frightened that they couldn't speak. It wasn't that the numbers were too long, but that there were no numbers at all, only the names of the dishes.

Silence is better than words, and having no price tag is the most terrifying thing.

The two looked at each other and knew that today's meal would definitely not be a split-pay system. Mitsuha and Hojo-sensei would definitely treat them, but they were both respectable people and would not go too far, so they wanted to order something cheap. However, after looking hard for a long time, they didn't think that any of the dishes were cheap except for a bowl of lemonade.

Hojo Kyosuke looked at the two of them for a long time without saying anything. After thinking for a while, he knew what was going on, so he smiled and said:

"Here we charge by number of people. Even if you order all the dishes listed above, we won't charge you any more."

"Red bean paste?!"

The envoy's eyes lit up when he heard this. Isn't this self-service? This is what the workers on the construction site like best.

There is a restaurant next to his construction company in Nara. You can eat unlimited beef rice by just ordering one dish. It is a favorite among the workers in the company.

"Of course, I have a big appetite too."

Hojo Kyosuke smiled. At this time, a group of waiters started serving the dishes, and the empty table was filled in an instant.

"This...I haven't ordered it yet, have I?"

The imperial envoy swallowed hard. He admitted that he spoke a little loudly just now. It would take him a week to finish all these dishes, right?

"Haha, these are Kyousuke's portions. I notified the restaurant to start preparing them before he got here."

Mitsuha explained as she reached over and placed a napkin on Kyousuke's thighs.

Looking at the stunned Sayaka and the other person, she called out:
"You can start eating now. Just tell the waiter which dish you like."

As she spoke, she picked up the fork and started eating, but after only taking a bite, she frowned and moved the plate of golden Sicilian rice balls in front of Kyosuke, then started eating another one.

I eat all the ones I like and push the ones I don’t like in front of my boyfriend.

“This is too happy…”

Sayaka murmured, wouldn't it be possible to eat everything she wanted without having to worry about encountering something she didn't like?

"Forget it, I don't want to eat your leftovers!"

The imperial envoy said hastily.

"Huh? That's not what you said when you were fighting with me for the caramel pudding the day before yesterday!" Sayaka said angrily.

"..."

The two picked up their knives and forks while arguing. In fact, the Teshige didn't even mind snatching food from Sayaka's mouth, it was just that quarreling was their way of getting along.

None of the dishes were served one by one, otherwise Hojo Kyosuke would get angry because his appetite was tempted but not satisfied.

Halfway through the meal, the chef in a white chef's robe came out. Although his name is Japanese, he is actually an Italian, and the two curved mustaches on his chubby face looked very playful.

As soon as he came over, he asked Hojo Kyosuke very attentively whether he was satisfied. This person has always been generous in saying nice things, and the chef instantly smiled with joy and kept asking him for his suggestions.

Hojo Kyosuke thought about it and thought that since the other person was so enthusiastic that he even rushed back from his vacation to cook for him, he couldn't let him down.

Then he pointed to a plate of side dishes made with Italian prosciutto and said:

"Chef Kawai, you used white wine from Japan when you fried this dish, right?"

"Ah? Yes, yes, how did you know? This is the recipe I improved last year. Before, I used Italian white wine." The chef was stunned.

"Of course I tasted it. It should be wine from Yamanashi Prefecture. The wine there is really good, but it's not suitable for this dish. It's a bit too astringent. Chef Kawai can try using wine from Takahata Winery in Yamagata Prefecture next time. I think it might give you a little surprise."

The chef wrote it down with a piece of paper in surprise, but I don’t know whether he couldn’t believe it or was unwilling to accept it, and he continued to ask if there were any opinions.

Hojo Kyosuke raised an eyebrow and pointed to another dish.

"This one……"

Before he could finish his words, he felt someone tugging at his sleeve. He turned around and saw Mitsuha's blaming expression.

"There's more going on down there."

The witch said with amusement and anger. (End of this chapter)