Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

The beer that the imperial envoy wanted finally arrived, and Hojo Kyosuke, who had amazing cooking skills, also tried his hand at mixing a few delicious cocktails to share with the two fathers. For him, mixing cocktails was much easier than cooking. There were too many uncontrollable factors in cooking that would change the taste, such as the size of the fire, the strangeness of the ingredients, the brand of the seasoning...

But cocktail making? If Hojo Kyosuke is given another thousand or two thousand years to evolve, he can directly use his tongue to perform chemical analysis. For him, what flavors are needed for a glass of wine to taste good and what flavors should be suppressed are as simple as playing with building blocks.

The only problem was that he had originally taken the iced milk on the grounds that he was underage, and his plan was to take the opportunity to get Miyamizu Toshiki drunk and leave him lying dead in the hotel, while he took Mitsuha to the beach to play. Although he couldn't do anything exciting, it was better than being watched by Miyamizu Toshiki next to him.

But the old man didn't follow the moral code of the game, and directly said that the men they guarded had been drinking since they were born, and used the imperial envoy as an example, saying that he drank too much when he was a child, so his brain is not so sharp now. The imperial envoy drank hard with a frown on his face.

Once the topic started, the atmosphere became much more relaxed. Miyamizu Toshiki and Hojo Ichiro actually had a lot in common. Both of them left their wives and children when they were young, but the difference was that Miyamizu ran away from home, while Hojo returned to his hometown. They would talk about the sweetness of their young lives with their wives, and the troubles they had when their eldest daughter/son was just born.

As they talked, they drank the wine mixed by Hojo Kyosuke. The hot spring quickened their blood flow and they soon felt intoxicated, and they chatted even more happily.

The imperial envoy grabbed Hojo Kyosuke and talked about the baseball game they played yesterday. Although Itomori was a place where there was not even a baseball team, it did not prevent him from loving minor league baseball. This was the situation in Japan. Even people who had no athletic talent and had never touched a baseball could be avid baseball fans.

Everyone has a favorite team. If the team from your hometown is strong, you will like your own team. If it is too weak, it is also okay to support other places.

When the imperial envoy transferred to Nara, the school finally had a baseball team, and he joined and played for a year. Although the school ultimately didn't even win a single round of the Koshien preliminaries, he actually liked it more.

Now that he knew that Hojo Kyosuke had a chance to enter Koshien, Teishi Kawase instantly became excited. This was one of the reasons why Koshien was so popular.

Completely non-commercial in nature, full of youth and passion.

Graduates leave with regrets, and place their hopes of making up for their regrets on the younger generation. Those whose school teams once made it to Koshien, or almost made it, will lament at class reunions even if they have already entered society for many years. If they happen to be the ace pitcher of the team at that time, after a glass of wine, they may immediately apologize, crying and shouting "I'm sorry, everyone" with tears on their faces.

Whether you join baseball because you love it or you want to find a way out through baseball, the two are not contradictory. Because once you step onto the baseball field, everyone's goal is to win, and as long as you win, you have everything.

The "purity" unique to Koshien, which implements amateurism, is a perfect match for youth. Ninety-nine percent of high school students are defeated here and then continue on their life journey with regrets.

Hojo Kyosuke didn't get bored and told the imperial envoy about the abnormal love story between Sobu High School and Shikamiya High School, and also some details of the game. As expected, compared to him, the newly promoted ace of the Sobu High School baseball club, the imperial envoy knew more about baseball and gave him many suggestions for his performance that day.

"Siguoyi~"

He praised quietly, but did not tell the imperial envoy that at the end of the training that day, his pitching speed had exceeded 160, and he no longer needed any tactics to block the opponent, unless the opponent could also have a hitter as good as him. Now the only shortcoming of Sobu High School on the defensive end is the catcher. The 160 high-speed ball is not only a nuclear attack on the hitter, but also a very severe test for the catcher. Moreover, if you keep throwing high-speed straight balls, they will always be cracked. Hojo Kyosuke has to continue to develop other pitches, which is not difficult for him.

At this moment, while he was leisurely holding a wine glass and soaking in the hot spring, catcher Fujimura should be being thrown at by a bunch of people in the school of Sobu High School. It was not a batting training but a special training for catching, which was also a great spectacle.

The imperial envoy continued to demonstrate his understanding of baseball, but before long Miyamizu Toshiki and Hojo Ichiro also joined in. When they were young, both of them were frequent customers of izakayas, and the accompaniment for their drinking was always baseball games on TV. Don't be too good at talking about it on paper.

But in the end, the two old fathers taught Hojo Kyosuke a lesson out of pity for his misfortune and anger at his lack of resistance.

"You should go back to Nara/Otaru. Your hometown folks will cheer you on. They all want Koshien to win so badly!" X2
After saying this, the two looked at each other and frowned at the same time.

My son/son-in-law is transferring to another school and will be returning to Otaru/Nara. What’s it got to do with you?

Then the two began to talk about how their hometown supported Koshien School. As for Hojo Ichiro, although their Hokusho High School in Otaru was so bad that there was no hope of making it to Koshien, this did not prevent the elders and villagers from imagining how they would support the children of their hometown after they made it to Koshien.

"My father once said that if any school could make it to Koshien, he would immediately slaughter a cow and use it to entertain the baseball team members! A famous big company in the city also promised that if anyone made it to Koshien, they would pay for the other party's university tuition..."

Hojo Ichiro said a lot of things, and Miyamizu Toshiki was not to be outdone. The rewards they mentioned were more outrageous than the other. The most outrageous one directly said he would give a Mercedes-Benz. It was obvious that no one thought that the school in their hometown could make it to Koshien.

Hojo Kyosuke was relieved after being let off. He now hoped that there would be no conflict between the Koshien schedule and the National Kendo Tournament, otherwise it would be a bit troublesome. In order to save time, he might treat his opponents in the kendo competition more cruelly.

After soaking for a while, Hojo Kyosuke's muscles and bones were softened, but he was surprised to find that there was no signal from the girl.

Aren’t these guys really good at teasing?

After saying hello to the imperial envoy, he stood up from the pool and prepared to leave.

It was time for a nap, and the hot spring had made him drowsy, so he planned to sleep before Sakura and the others went out to play.

Looking at Hojo Kyosuke walking away, Miyamizu Toshiki quickly drank the wine in the glass and followed him without saying a word.

No, this guy is too dangerous! He must be closely monitored!

The hotel provides Japanese yukatas. The hygiene of such a high-end hotel is trustworthy. Hojo Kyosuke, who has a slight obsession with cleanliness, is very satisfied. The fabric and production of the yukatas are good, the size is right and it is very comfortable.

After a while, snoring sounds were heard in the room. The middle-aged man, who had drunk some wine and taken a hot spring bath, was sleeping as soundly as a dead pig.

Hojo Kyosuke, who was about to fall asleep, was immediately woken up. He opened his eyes and looked angrily at the back of Miyamizu Toshiki's head. He decisively got up, put on his clothes, changed rooms and continued to sleep.

I don’t know how long I slept, but when my nose started to itch, Hojo Kyosuke opened his eyes.

A soft female voice sounded in his ears:

"Are you awake? The operation was successful."

Hojo Kyosuke, whose mind was still not quite clear, became even more confused, but he saw through Sakura in an instant. Only this idiot would tell such jokes.

He sat up with a push of his waist and abdomen, took the cup of water handed to him by Yingliang and took a big sip of water. Sure enough, this is what happens when you sleep after drinking. He took a long breath and asked with a smile:

"Have you soaked enough?"

"I didn't even soak, I was just playing!"

Sakura smiled and talked about what happened in the hot spring pool, while Hojo Kyosuke stood up and started to put on his clothes. He had just bought his clothes at the shopping street, a floral shirt and shorts. Apart from the Yakuza in the disco era, you can only see such clothes at the beach. The hotel had already helped to clean them while he was in the hot spring.

The girl also changed into new clothes, not a swimsuit, but a blue gauze skirt that was full of girlishness.

Very suitable for taking photos at the beach. Hojo Kyosuke knew that Eriri had prepared a white princess dress, while Kasumigaoka was very straightforward in hot pants and a T-shirt...

"Let's go."

He pinched Sakura's cheeks. Today's nap was very successful. Although it didn't seem to be too long, the moderate amount of drinking had a good effect.

"what?"

Yamauchi Sakura pouted and shouted, and Hojo Kyosuke looked back in confusion.

"Kyosuke, you haven't called me pretty yet!"

Beijo Kyousuke raised the corner of his mouth and teased her deliberately: "Didn't I praise you when you were trying on clothes yesterday?"

"Yesterday is yesterday, and today is today!"

"Didn't I praise you this morning?"

Sakura took Kyousuke's hands with both hands and shook them vigorously, saying coquettishly:

"This morning is this morning, and now is now!"

Someone then looked her up and down carefully, and loudly praised my Sakura as the cutest girl in the world.

The girl then laughed with satisfaction: "Hehehe~~~"

Hojo Kyosuke, who was about to walk out of the room and go to the living room, suddenly stopped. He turned his head and looked at Sakura in confusion, who was holding his hand and refusing to leave.

She asked with a playful smile: "Sakura is cute in the room, what about the one outside the room?"

"Kyosuke forgot to praise me again, criticize me!"

Hojo Kyosuke laughed in silence, pinched the girl's nose and said:
"Even cuter! Sakura is cuter now than she was a second ago."

As he spoke, his expression became horrified:

"Oh shit, she got even cuter while I was talking. My talking speed can't keep up with how fast Sakura-sama is getting cuter!"

“Hehehehehe~~~”

Yamauchi Sakura was immediately amused and smiled happily. The two of them could enter the third grade mode at any time. This was the unbeatable tacit understanding between childhood sweethearts.

"Alright, alright, let's go. Eriri and Mitsuha are waiting in the living room. I had to work so hard to get the task of coming here to call you."

The girl dragged Hojo Kyosuke forward, but after taking a step, she found that someone was motionless.

She turned her head and spoke before Kyosuke could:

"Yeah! I know Kyousuke, you want to praise me for being cute. I know you have firmly remembered this lesson, so I give you special permission to praise me in your heart!"

The words were spoken quickly and crisply.

Hojo Kyosuke showed helplessness, but still resisted:
"But I feel like just praising it in my heart isn't enough to express my love for Sakura!"

Yamauchi Sakura said cheerfully: "It's okay, it's okay, Sakura already knows! After all, Kyousuke and I are in love with each other, I can hear your heart~"

She was always so happy, from her voice to the fluttering of her eyebrows.

As they talked, the two came to the living room. Sure enough, everyone had gathered. Miyamizu Toshiki was sitting there with his forehead covered, looking uncomfortable, while Momotaro put on a mask. It was not a special dog mask, but a medical disposable mask that Kasumigaoka had found to fool him.

"Sorry, sorry, I accidentally overslept."

He apologized obediently, and the girls, knowing that this was a loving gesture, deliberately let him sleep a little longer.

Upon hearing the voice, Miyamizu Toshiki immediately raised his head with an unfriendly look.

Got it, his nap must be the worst.

Hojo Kyosuke complained in his heart, you are already an old man, don't imitate the teenager to take a nap, how presumptuous!

"Put it on!"

Miyamizu Toshiki hung the camera around someone's neck with a fierce face, and the person kicked it away.

"Hang it up!"

Momotaro raised his head high to make it easier for Aniki to tie the rope. The puppy looked newer and cuter after taking a bath, but also more dog-legged. But this is not a disadvantage, after all, it is a dog.

The huge team went out of the door, and the doors of the villas and courtyards next door were locked. It seemed that the guests had all gone out to play.

While walking on the road, Hojo Kyosuke observed the expression of Yukinoshita Yukino and was relieved to find that she looked quite good.

"Hey, Yukino~"

Yangno leaned over to her sister's ear and whispered.

"What's wrong?" Xueno asked puzzledly.

“You really don’t need a wheelchair?”

"..."

Get out! Get out!

Screaming in her heart, Yukino quickened her pace without saying a word.

The hotel was not far from the beach, so Hojo Kyosuke refused the general's offer to arrange a car.

The beach in Atami is not very long. The coastline is either an undeveloped rocky beach or a breakwater. The most lively beach is only a short stretch. The reason why this place has become a holiday resort is largely due to the hot springs. When you are tired of hot springs, you will always want to feel the cool water.

Walking down the street, you can see tourists everywhere. There are houses built during the neon bubble economy everywhere. Many resort hotels are deserted, but the central area is still very lively. Atami's geographical location and basic conditions are too good, so even if the bubble bursts, it can still recover quickly.

Soon everyone arrived at the beach, and golden sand and blue sea appeared before their eyes.

The experience of visiting the beach is closely related to the weather. If the sky is clear, you can see the golden sand and the vast blue sea. If it is cloudy, you can only give bad reviews on the Internet.

Fortunately, Hojo Kyosuke and the others were lucky, as today was a very good day. (End of this chapter)