Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Faced with Kyoko Takimoto, who was as aggressive as a lioness protecting her cubs, the psychologically strong Hojo Kyosuke remained indifferent. Instead, Shoko was frightened and took two steps back.

"Kyoko!"

Sakura behind her shouted in anger. Kyoko looked at Hojo Kyosuke who had an innocent face, and then looked at Nozomi who was frightened behind her.

The person who should be scared seemed fine, but the innocent Glass was scared by herself. Kyoko Takimoto gritted her teeth, stomped her feet hard, turned around and walked back into the house.

This guy is still so arrogant and annoying! He is exactly the same as when he was a kid!
Sakura looked at Kyosuke and Naoko outside the door, then looked at Yukino beside her, revealing a helpless expression.

"Is this Kyoko-san?"

Poor little Glass asked in shock.

"Hmm...have you never seen her like this?"

Hojo Kyosuke smiled.

"Indeed... No, that's not right. Actually, I have seen it before."

Glass's face showed a look of reminiscence, and she said nostalgically:

"That time when Sakura fought with Ishida-san for me, Kyoko looked like this. If you hadn't arrived so quickly, Kyousuke-kun, Kyoko would have rushed over."

"Yeah, that kid is just too protective of me."

Sakura then came over, took Nozomi's hand and said with a smile.

"You are happy, but I have a headache."

Hojo Kyosuke pressed his throbbing temple, then walked into the house with a group of people.

Just as he was about to scan the current situation in the living room, a white fluffy ball rolled over and hit his leg with a bang.

"Aikianiki! You're finally back. Although it's been less than an hour since we last met, your loyal little dog really missed you!"

Momotaro was jumping and dancing and sobbing.

"Where is Kashiko?" Hojo Kyosuke asked curiously. He was now used to the setting where his sister and Momotaro appeared together.

Yukino covered her mouth and laughed softly twice before saying, "She went to take care of Eriri again. She said she was afraid that Eriri would be too lonely and didn't dare to die."

As expected, Eriri has a pure heart, which is why she gets along so well with puppies and children.

Hojo Kyosuke nodded secretly, then he looked towards the living room.

On the short sofa near the kitchen counter, Teshi and Sayaka sat upright, their backs straight, their hands neatly placed on their knees, their eyes straight ahead. On the sofa across from them, Takimoto Kyoko folded her arms across her chest, looking very angry.

It looks like two suspects who confessed and were given leniency, and an interrogator who was determined to put the other one in jail for life.

Where is Mitsuha? Why didn't she greet Haozaoyaxiang?

Hojo Kyosuke turned his head and looked towards the courtyard. Oh...Seniors Mitsuha and Shiyu were chatting with their mother.

"Wait, where's Yotsuba?" He suddenly realized something was wrong.

Sakura said casually, "Ah, after Yotsuba heard that Eriri was sick, she also went to take care of her. I guess she's up to something."

Only then did Nishiko know that Eriri was sick, and her chubby little face immediately showed an anxious look. She looked at Kyoko Takimoto lying on the sofa, then looked at Eriri's room on the second floor, and was struggling whether to reminisce with Kyoko first or go visit Eriri.

In the end, she still chose to go to the second floor. After all, human life was at stake. Didn’t she see that Kashiko’s sister was providing hospice care to Eriri?

After greeting Sayaka and the imperial envoy, Hojo Kyosuke went straight to the kitchen to prepare food. He glanced at the rice cooker and saw that Eriri's porridge was not ready yet. The chopping board was already filled with ingredients pre-processed by Yukino. The abalone had been cleaned and the internal organs removed, and he was going to make butter-roasted abalone.

"The Forgotten Swordsman who controls the Mystic Eyes" picked up the kitchen knife and cut beautiful patterns on the abalone with a few swipes. The knife edges were dense and regular in beauty. Anyone with obsessive-compulsive disorder would die willingly after seeing this. This was to make the abalone more flavorful and to avoid the abalone becoming rubbery and hard to chew after cooking.

Then he put on disposable gloves and smeared the secret spices on the surface of the abalone, so that every cut was soaked with spices. Throwing away the gloves and picking up the plate, Hojo Kyosuke shouted to Yukino next to him:

"Yukino? Leave the rest to me, and you can go eat."

Yukino Baixiang, who was processing the beef, kept moving her hands and just said softly:

"It's too cunning to leave so many things to Hojo-kun. I'd better stay here and help you."

Her voice was gentle and tender. Although there were so many people living in Ruyi Dormitory, only she, Naoka, Naoko and Hojo-kun could really cook. Now Naoka was helping Hojo-kun mend his pants, and Naoko was taking care of Eriri, so she was the only one left.

"not to mention……"

She turned around, leaned over Hojo-kun's shoulder, pushed back the messy hair on her forehead, and then winked mischievously:

"I'm not one of those little girls who can overeat. Big sister, you have to learn to control your diet at night to keep in shape~"

Hojo Kyosuke turned around and looked at her from top to bottom, from Yukino's standard oval face to her plump breasts, then to her slender waist under her loose home clothes, and finally to her well-proportioned feet under her straight long legs.

"Don't wear flip-flops when you're saying something like that, idiot."

He reached out and gently tidied up Xue Ye's bangs.

"Wash your hands. Just think of it as helping me take care of Sayaka."

He put his arm around the woman's waist, led her to the pool, and whispered in her ear:

"Mitsuha played with Sayaka all day, and her longing for him has already been exhausted. If you don't go, Sayaka will start crying."

Hearing these teasing words, Xue Ye couldn't help but burst out laughing. She looked back and saw that Sayaka, who was sitting on the sofa with a feeling of uneasiness, and Mitsuha, who was smiling sweetly in the courtyard, formed a sharp contrast.

Therefore, the shelf life of friendship is really short.

"Okay, okay~~but I have to prepare the salad." She said with a smile.

A huge amount of apples are added to Xueye Baixiang’s salad. Although it is not the apple tree planted before the end of the world, she just likes it very much.

Hojo Kyosuke naturally nodded with a smile, then walked out of the kitchen carrying a large plate of abalone.

"Sayoka, Imperial Envoy, Kyoko, come over and prepare to eat," he called out.

"Ooh!"

Sayaka jumped up as if relieved, freed from the sense of crisis that she was always worried about whether the girl opposite would jump over and bite her.

Then he asked in a very protagonist-like spirit: "Do you need to clear the table?"

"No, just be prepared to have a big meal."

Hojo Kyosuke walked into the courtyard with the plate in his hand. Miyamizu Mitsuha had already found the large round table from the storeroom, which was the table they had used for the hot pot before. This was the table designated for gatherings at Ruyi Liao, and it could easily accommodate even 20 people.

The advantage of having a top chef at home is that you can enjoy Omakase even without leaving home. Although the habit of serving dishes one by one in Western cuisine may seem mysterious, it actually has certain scientific principles. Anyone who has eaten New Year's Eve dinner in China must have deeply experienced this.

After a large table of New Year's Eve dinner was ready, the dishes that had been prepared earlier had already gone cold.

So this is the superiority of hot pot and barbecue. When it comes to liveliness and reunion, nothing can compare to these two dishes. Of course, Japanese cold dishes are not counted. Hojo Kyosuke really can't stand eating cold food during the Chinese New Year.

Hojo Kyosuke found a small Japanese grill from the warehouse, stuffed it with charcoal and lit it on fire, arranged the abalone neatly on it, and then placed a piece of butter on each one.

"I'll leave it to you from now on, Mom."

He handed the tongs to his mother. Although the only dish she could cook was beef, Hojo Mikiko still liked barbecue very much. After all, the taste depended entirely on the preparation of the ingredients. All she needed to pay attention to was not to eat raw food.

When Yukino came out after washing his hands, Hojo Kyosuke had already pulled Naoka out of the studio. This guy had already helped him mend his pants and was now sewing a cheering banner.

The three guests, Sayaka, Teshi and Kyoko, were a little reserved when they sat around the table, but they became lively as soon as Sakura started talking. Kyoko began to talk about Hojo Kyosuke's "freak past" when he was a child, and Sayaka talked about Mitsuha's tragic past in Itomori Town. In short, everyone was very happy.

Seeing that everyone got along so well, Hojo Kyosuke felt relieved. He walked into the kitchen, served out the cooked porridge and placed it aside to cool, and then prepared the next simple side dish.

After making sure that the prepared dishes were enough for everyone to eat for a while, he brought Eriri's porridge upstairs.

"咚咚-"

After hearing the invitation, he pushed the door open and walked in, then saw Eriri sitting cross-legged on the computer chair, excitedly showing Nozomi the original paintings she had drawn for "Neighbors Neighbors Neighbors". His little sister was sitting on another chair and kept shouting "Siguoyi", while Yotsuba was standing behind and praising Eriri's painting skills crazily, saying that she was simply the best painter in the world.

Eriri and Kashiko had clearly forgotten about death, but Yotsuba was 100% up to something sinister.

"I think in your current mental state you can go down and have dinner with everyone."

"Of course! How could a mere bottle of iced Coke kill me? Besides, hiding in your room when you have guests at home is not in line with ladylike behavior."

Ying Lili said this in a very cocky tone, looking very proud and full of energy, with no trace of the dying look from before.

But when she turned around, she saw someone holding a bowl of porridge. Her big sapphire eyes rolled around, and she groaned, then whispered:
"Nitro, Nitro, help me lie down on the bed. My stomach is starting to hurt again."

The kind and simple-minded Nozomi believed it and immediately held Eriri's arm with worry. Even more excited than her was Hojo Kayoko.

"Eri! Are you going to die again because you saw your brother coming!?"

The little girl was inexplicably excited. She felt that death would be incomplete without her brother.

Eriri, who was hit on the spot, blushed and remained silent, not intending to respond to the stupid kid.

Miyamizu Yotsuba, who rarely saw Eriri's face-changing skills, was amazed, and thought sadly that there was no way her sister could snatch Kyosuke from Eriri and the others.

Kashiko's words reminded Nozomi. The girl looked at the porridge in Kyosuke's hand, then looked at Eriri, who looked so weak that she seemed to need artificial assistance even for breathing, and she immediately understood.

Eriri wants Kyousuke to do this for her.

With an understanding smile, she stood up cooperatively and gave her seat to Kyousuke.

Just as I hope that the car I'm riding with Kyousuke-kun will never stop, Eriri also...

"Leave this to me, you guys go downstairs and eat."

Hojo Kyosuke smiled and rubbed the heads of his two sisters. The two little girls, who were a dozen years apart in age, squinted their eyes and showed puppy-like expressions.

The hot porridge on the table continued to emit steam, and Prince Oka's mouth immediately became drooling. This was Hojo Kyosuke's cooking skills. Even the light meals prepared for patients could be made extremely delicious.

Swallowing his saliva, Jia Shizi peeked at the bowl of porridge slyly. Noticing this, Eriri's heart immediately went on the alert. But then she thought that this stupid kid had "taken care" of her for a whole day, and even if he had no credit, he had worked hard. She hesitated whether to share some with Jia Shizi's sister.

Siye looked down upon the reluctant look on her face, thinking that if it were her sister, she would not hesitate at all and would eat it all at the first opportunity. She would even lock herself up and leave the house immediately just in case.

Yotsuba evaluated Eriri in her heart for being kind-hearted, soft-hearted and indecisive, and then felt that her cruel and ruthless sister did have a chance of winning.

"There's some food prepared for you below. Let your sister Glass take you to serve it." Hojo Kyosuke picked up his sister and handed her to Glass.

The little girl is very small. She wears a cute little sweater and has pigtails. Her face is as round as a bun. She is so cute that you can't help but want to hug her.

"Nitro sauce!"

Prince Oga exclaimed, and then urged Sister Glass to come. With her brother here, even if Eriri died immediately, she wouldn't be lonely, so she wasn't worried at all.

Yotsuba said she would come visit again later and left the room.

Hojo Kyosuke sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the bowl, scooped a spoonful of porridge and put it to his mouth to cool it down.

"Ah~~"

Ying Lili had already leaned against the head of the bed with her mouth wide open, waiting with anticipation.

With a slight smile in his heart, Hojo Kyosuke slowly put the spoon into the girl's mouth, then watched the cherry blossom lips close, feeling the girl's tongue sliding across the spoon, licking the white porridge clean.

"Ah~~"

The lingering fragrance in her mouth urged her to open her mouth wide immediately.

Hojo Kyosuke then scooped up another spoonful, blew it cool, and passed it over.

After eating more than half a bowl, Ying Lili finally breathed a sigh of satisfaction.

Seeing someone blowing her porridge again, the princess immediately said with disdain:
"It's so dirty. The porridge is full of your saliva, Kyousuke."

Hojo Kyosuke rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking that you should starve to death, you idiot, and then said unhappily:
"Just tell me if it tastes good or not!"

The blonde princess pouted and said aggrievedly:
"Fragrant!" (End of this chapter)