Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 719 Our Family of Three

The Alphard may have many shortcomings, but the large interior space and smooth ride experience are enough to make it a bestseller. Moreover, the price of this car in Japan is not expensive, and the cost performance is really very good, especially for those with a large family.

He took out the small table from the armrest of the chair and placed the loving bento made by Mitsuha on it. Hojo Kyosuke clasped his hands together, held the chopsticks, and whispered, "I'm ready to eat."

Although it was a bento, it was still steaming because it was freshly prepared. The fragrance of white rice, the aroma of vegetables and oil, the aroma of fried meat... all kinds of aromas were wrapped in the hot air and steamed up, filling the entire carriage with the aroma of food in an instant.

This is completely different from the traditional Neon breakfast at the Hojo family - eating rice and fried vegetables early in the morning. This is a treatment that Hojo Kyosuke has only enjoyed when he was in Mitsuha's body. Today, he is more or less used to it.

The boiled food is pumpkin, which is cut into appropriate sizes and seasoned with soy sauce and mirin. It tastes not only soft and sweet, but also salty and fragrant with seasonings. It is not only not strange but also has a unique taste. Although Hojo Kyosuke, who loves sweets, is used to boiled pumpkin with extra sugar, but this is made by Mitsuha...

"good to eat!"

He picked up two large pieces and stuffed them into his mouth, praising them loudly.

The miko showed a reserved and satisfied smile.

The essential pickles were the Nara pickles that Hojo Kyosuke had tasted before, which were quite unique dishes, so he remembered them as soon as he ate them. Although he felt that it was a bit strange to eat such food so early in the morning, it should be said that pickles go well with rice.

Although he didn't give a thumbs-up ostentatiously this time, he kept picking up large pieces of rice, and the witch's expression became even more charitable.

"what?"

Suddenly a cry of surprise was heard, and Miyamizu Yotsuba sat up in shock from her dying illness, turned her head and looked around in confusion.

She clearly smelled a fragrance in her sleep, and the hunger in her stomach drove her to wake up.

She looked around with sleepy eyes, and it took her three or four seconds to figure out where she was. For a moment, she even suspected that she was abducted by aliens as Sachiko said, but it was obviously her bad sister who abducted her.

Sniff--

The little girl's nostrils twitched slightly, and it was indeed very fragrant.

Only then did she lock on to her target, and it turned out to be Kyosuke's lunch box.

She was about to lean over to check, but was blocked by the seat belt and her sister who was sitting between them.

What? Shouldn't she, a child, sit in the middle of the bus? My sister is so stingy!

Pulling her sister's big breasts and flattening the things that were blocking her view, Yotsuba was able to see clearly what Kyosuke had prepared.

Oh...it turns out that it was the bento made by my sister.

At just one glance, Siye recognized the mediocre dishes as her sister's cooking. Although her cooking skills were taught by her sister, Siye's cooking skills surpassed that of a certain lazy pig six years ago.

As my grandma said, everything in the world is connected. I communicated well with my stomach in my dream, so now even the food my sister cooks tastes so good. The gods in my house are really convenient. In this way, even if I buy a rice ball, it will become extremely delicious.

Sighing in his heart that his god was truly a blessing to the poor, Yotsuba stretched out his claws towards the lunch box without saying a word.

My sister is really partial. Because it was a lunch box for Kyousuke, she made tempura early in the morning. Even though I told my father that I wanted to eat it, she still said that it was not good to eat oily food early in the morning.

Yotsuba felt sad because her sister had to cut ties with her family before she even put on the White Wedding Dress.

"Snapped--!"

The evil hand reaching for the lunch box was hit.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

Yotsuba, feeling pain in her hand, glared at her sister.

"I think it's what you want to do! That's the lunch box I prepared for Kyousuke."

Mitsuha looked at her sister without giving in.

"I want to have breakfast! Can't I eat Kyousuke's lunch box?"

Yotsuba said confidently.

"Huh? You still have the guts to say that? At home, I told you to eat, but you insisted on going to sleep. Daddy had already eaten."

"I, I wasn't hungry then! But I am hungry now, it's because the food you cooked is so delicious!"

Yotsuba felt a little guilty, but in order not to disappoint the kindness of her own god, she had to speak well of her sister against her conscience.

Sanye sneered when he heard this, obviously he would not forget his sister's ridicule of him in the past.

Someone was listening to the quarrel between the two sisters with a smile on his face. At this time, all he could do was to imitate Hui and try to reduce his presence. Because no matter what he said, he would offend the two sisters. If he shared the lunch box with Yotsuba, Mitsuba would be angry and would probably say something like "Oh, so the lunch box I made for you can be shared with others casually, right? What do you think of my kindness?" If he didn't share it, Yotsuba would also be angry.

These two sisters always find something to quarrel about when they have nothing to do, and they quarrel even more vigorously when there is something to quarrel about.

Finally, after Yotsuba humiliatingly signed a long series of unequal treaties, she was allowed to eat a large shrimp tempura, a spoonful of sesame mixed with spinach, and a fist-sized piece of rice...

Well, these portions, enough to fill Yotsuba, only account for a small portion of Hojo Kyosuke's bento.

In an instant, Hojo Kyosuke ate the entire bento like a tornado, which made Mitsuha Miyamizu ask worriedly:

"Kyosuke, are you still hungry?"

Letting Mitsuha stretch out her little hand to wipe his mouth, Hojo Kyosuke touched his belly for a moment and said softly:

"It's enough to make me feel full. I can barely hold on until I can have dinner with Sayaka and the others."

"That's good."

Miyamizu Mitsuha nodded. She had personally experienced Kyousuke's body. Because of the countless trials and tribulations, that body had gained tremendous strength and agility, but it also consumed a lot of energy. She almost went crazy with hunger just because she forgot to eat breakfast. She clearly remembered that day during the morning reading class at Dongcheng Middle School, she really wanted to tear up the textbook and eat it.

Hojo Kyosuke packed up his lunch box and began to give a post-meal summary, which basically consisted of praising Mitsuha's improved cooking skills.

“Compared to when I was in Itomori, this food tastes more like Itomori’s.” He praised sincerely.

Mitsuha’s cooking skills are actually not very high, and the dishes are not luxurious, or it can be said that they are simply country cuisine. After being combined with Nara cuisine, they have a more rural flavor.

"Hahaha~~"

Sanye laughed and said with some pride:

"When I was still in Itomori, I borrowed your body, Kyousuke, and came to Tokyo. That idiot Onizuka took me to eat some country cuisine, which made me so angry. But after Itomori passed away and everyone moved to Nara, I started to miss those dishes again.

In fact, these hometown dishes also helped me a lot during the post-disaster resettlement period.”

The girl sighed with some emotion:

"Although we were far away from home, the townspeople were comforted and calmed down by being able to eat hometown food. It was during that time that I learned how to cook more dishes from everyone. They were all rustic and could not be served to guests. I could only cook them for my family."

“I just love eating this home-cooked meal!”

Hojo Kyosuke said with a serious expression.

"Hehehe~~ Kyousuke you always say nice things to make me happy~"

The witch glanced at someone with her big eyes, looking very charming.

Hojo Kyosuke also looked back, and the two of them instantly became sticky in their eyes.

Yotsuba, who was sitting next to him with a full stomach, couldn't help but shudder, and was glad that he was not sitting between the two of them.

Love is so terrible!

"Sit still, you don't look like a girl at all!"

The sudden lesson made Miyamizu Yotsuba look at her sister in confusion. How dare you say that?

Miyamizu Mitsuha didn't feel guilty at all, and was even quite annoyed. If she had known earlier, she would not have asked her sister to get up. In this way, as long as the front baffle was raised, she could have as much sex with Kyosuke as she wanted.

It’s not like now, with my sister next to me, it’s inconvenient to even hug her, let alone kiss her.

Yotsuba was completely confused, but could feel that her sister was displeased with her, so she lowered her head and said nothing, but just looked at the person on the other side and asked: Brother Kyosuke, is my sister having a seizure?

Hojo Kyosuke twitched his lips and responded with his eyes: Yeah yeah

Although there is no morning rush hour for work in Tokyo during holidays, there is a peak for travel. Everyone may want to drive out of the city early in the morning to avoid crowds, so there are still quite a lot of cars along the way.

After parking the car in the parking lot next to Tokyo Station, the three of them walked towards Marunouchi Station.

This is a very imposing building with an astonishing width. You can't even see the entire station from the sidewalk opposite the station.

Neon once had a short period called Taisho. Although it lasted for a very short time, due to the intersection of new and old ideas and the fusion of East and West, a very brilliant civilization was born - "Taisho Romance".

The Dasho style, which is a combination of Western and Japanese styles, has a gorgeous beauty that interweaves time and space.

In Tokyo, when it comes to the things that best represent the romance of the Taisho era, the first thing that comes to mind is the "Western-style mansions", such as Eriri's old Furukawa Garden. In addition to those aristocratic mansions, the most common Taisho-style thing that ordinary people come into contact with is Tokyo Station's Marunouchi Station.

The endlessly long building is a gorgeous imitation of Western architecture made of red bricks and white granite. Even the roof is a mixture of Japanese and Baroque styles. Since Japanese people are really good at "learning", people from many countries probably feel particularly close to this station.

"Let's go, it's almost time."

Looking at his watch, Hojo Kyosuke took Mitsuha's hand and walked towards the station.

There is a large square in front of Marunouchi Station, which is usually a place for people to relax nearby. It is very lively with the hundreds of thousands of people coming and going every day at Tokyo Station. Today, at the beginning of the Golden Week, it is even more lively. People coming from other places to Tokyo have not arrived at the station yet, but people going to various places from Tokyo have already left in a steady stream.

"It's so lively. It feels like everyone in Tokyo is running out."

Yotsuba said excitedly. This was her first time seeing such a scene as it was her first time spending Golden Week in Tokyo.

"Be careful not to get separated."

Hojo Kyosuke gave a warning, and after thinking for a while, he stretched out his other hand to hold Yotsuba. In fact, when they got off the car, he and Mitsuha originally planned to hold Yotsuba in the middle, but Yotsuba strongly opposed it.

"You want to help me have a baby? I'm not your daughter! I'm your sister!"

The little girl shouted this, very angry.

At that time, Hojo Kyosuke and Mitsuha Miyamizu both sighed with regret.

With such a big age difference, isn’t it just like raising her as a daughter?

This building is indeed very beautiful. Standing in front of the stairs, Hojo Kyosuke asked a passerby to take a photo of the three of them.

This kind of building is the first thing foreign tourists see when they arrive. It can largely determine the tourists' first impression of the local area, so it is really necessary to build it beautifully.

When you walk into the station, despite the various signposts, the huge interior space and the numerous passageways are indeed dizzying and intimidating.

Tokyo Station, Shinjuku Station, Shibuya Station, Ikebukuro Station

Tokyo Station is a maze of four major train stations, and Tokyo Station is rated as the world's number one "track maze". More than a dozen lines from five railway companies, including JR East and Keio Electric Railway, enter and exit here. There are so many people, trains, and stations that even Tokyo locals will get lost when they come here.

Fortunately, Hojo Kyosuke's super brain is invincible, and finding the way is much easier than dealing with his master's emotional disputes.

I easily brought Sanye and Yotsuba to the waiting area.

On the Nozomi Shinkansen.

Natori Sayaka was holding a small mirror and nervously touching up her makeup. Next to her, Teshigahara Katsuhiko was reading a magazine, but he was choked by the unknown spray sprayed on him by his girlfriend and started coughing. He put down the magazine and complained:

"I think it's good enough. No matter how much makeup you put on, you won't be prettier. Besides, you're not going to meet strangers. Everyone in Sanye and Yotsuba knows what you look like."

Although her boyfriend's tone was full of disdain, Sayaka didn't care at all. After all, she had been through this since she was a child. Instead, she took the spray in her hand and sprayed it hard on the envoy's face a few more times.

"You'd better cover up the smell on your body, otherwise people on the street will know that we are country people at a glance," she complained.

"Hmm? What's that smell? I don't smell it."

The imperial envoy lowered his head suspiciously and sniffed the body.

“The smell of bumpkins!”

Sayaka said with disdain.

"Ha? You dare to say that to me? You are obviously from a small town. How could a woman in Tokyo never lose weight like you?"

"I'm not fat at all, why should I lose weight? You're the one wearing that tacky T-shirt. I think you should just wear the construction uniform."

"Didn't you buy this dress for me? I wore it especially for you!"

The envoy was stunned.

"That's the fashion in Nara. You have to change your mindset when you arrive in Tokyo. Imperial envoy, you really are not suited to big cities."

Sayaka shook her head repeatedly and looked at herself in the small mirror for a moment before she put away the small leather bag with satisfaction.

"I'm too lazy to care about you!"

The two of them returned to silence for a while, and after a while, the imperial envoy said:

"Mitsuha, have you finally become a Tokyo beautiful girl?"

"Isn't he a Tokyo handsome guy?"

"Maybe I found a handsome guy from Tokyo as my boyfriend? Does that count?" (End of this chapter)