Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

Although Ichiro Hojo did not answer Toshiki Miyamizu's question in the end, and did not tell whether the relationship between his son and those girls was normal, but is that important?

Although Toshiki Miyamizu's final answer was that he loved his children and it was impossible for him to deprive his daughter of her youth and not get the answer he wanted, but was that important?

It might be important for the latter, but for the former, it's enough for Ichiro Hojo.

He doesn't need to prove that he is right, nor does he need to refute Toshiki Miyamizu, or even discuss the other party's problems. As long as he drags the other party into his trap and proves that the other party is wrong, then he is right.

Miyamizu Toshiki asked him if the relationship between Hojo Kyousuke, Mitsuha and other girls was normal? Hojo Ichiro threw him a new question, did he want to deprive his daughter of his youth? Does he love his children?

This is the beauty of debate~

The man who was once known as "Hojo who never returns empty-handed" in Tokyo's legal circles relaxed his stiff tongue for the first time in a long time.

The bottle of wine was quickly finished. Without thinking, he turned around and looked at the table next to him. As expected, he received a lot of admiring looks.

The two editors rushed to hand over the wine. It seemed that they wanted to return to their table and learn the art of language from themselves.

Oh, really, why didn't they think before that they were Kyousuke's father? Haven't they heard that a tiger father has no dog son?

That junior from Tokyo University named Kyousuke Maki is still discerning, and he must have joined the debate club at Tokyo University, right? Later, Utsumi and the others will also be introduced to him. The seniors should take more care of the juniors.

Thinking this, Ichiro Hojo turned around his table with a smile on his face.

But as soon as he sat down, the smile on his face slowly turned into black and white like a faded old photo.

Wasn't there just some low-alcohol sake on the table? Where did that orange glass bottle come from? It can't be the fourteenth generation written above, right? When did Suntory start selling sake? Forget about whiskey, it’s still the standard drink in izakayas, so why does brandy also appear? Are you really a neon person? When you are happy like this, you should drink beer!

Ichiro Hojo kept scolding in his heart, and forced a smile on his face:

"Miyamizu-san, what is this?"

"I was thinking that Hojo-san's love for his children is so deep. He must be very happy to see Hojo Kyosuke's youth burning like a flame. Sake is not suitable for such occasions. As a father, he should drink this Heavy wine!”

Toshiki Miyamizu raised the Suntory whiskey in his hand and laughed loudly.

"Haha, happy, happy..."

The corner of Hojo Ichiro's eyes couldn't help but drift towards his son, and he saw him holding a glass of water and chatting happily with the girls around him.

Closing his eyes in pain, he knew that Toshiki Miyamizu had seen through his sophistry. But fortunately, the two of them have reached a tacit understanding now. Today is a happy day, both for their son and for Mitsuha Miyamizu. No one would want to ruin a day like today, not even an angry old father.

The fact was exactly what he thought. As a member of the Sophist Club of Kyoto University, Toshiki Miyamizu broke away from the opponent's language trap in less than half a second.

He is not one of those losers who joins a club and lives his life. He once had a famous theory in school:

Both men and women will continue to wear away their love once they get married, and one day they will lose that original feeling forever. Therefore, in order to retain that pure love, smart people will not marry the person they truly love, but Will choose someone she doesn't love.

The complete theory is of course more than that. As a folklorist, he cited quite a few examples and data to provide a detailed theoretical basis for his sophistry.

This sophistry was widely circulated in Kyoto University. Every loser who watched his beloved girl holding someone else's hand and walking into the marriage hall loudly praised Toshiki Miyamizu's name.

He, Toshiki Miyamizu, is not a nerd as the other party thought. Before meeting Futaba, he had attracted the daughter of his mentor in the institute by virtue of his excellent conditions. In a place like Neon, where academic circles rule the society, there is no such thing as How is it possible to stay in a place like a research institute? Haven't you seen Tetsuya Ishigami written by that guy Kyousuke Hojo?

Even when I moved to the countryside to get married, the things I brought with me were record players, stereos, and cameras. His wife Erye, the husband that such an outstanding and beautiful person fell in love with, how could he be a fool!

Part of the reason why he gritted his teeth, sighed instead of anger and pretended to be fooled by Ichiro Hojo was because of what the other party said.

Yes, Sanye's youth.

His own daughter, for three years in junior high school, the boy kept swapping her body. The lives of the two of them could almost be said to be one. He even replaced Sanye to do what a sister, a granddaughter, and a daughter should do. The things he taught Siye and the time he spent with Sanye were probably not as much as his.

During the three years of high school, Mitsuha studied day and night in order to get admitted to a university in Tokyo.

Now, Mitsuha finally comes to Tokyo and finds her youth.

Can I, as an unfit father, really be able and qualified to deprive my daughter of her happiness?

Of course, I don't want to break them up, but I want my daughter to gain true happiness and unique love, instead of like now...

As he thought about it, Toshiki Miyamizu found that his anger that had just calmed down was rising again.

"Hahaha, Miyomizu-san, drink, drink."

When Ichiro Hojo saw that the expression on the man next to him became strange, he gritted his teeth and immediately shouted out.

Toshiki Miyamizu withdrew his gaze. Even if he didn't look at Hojo Kyousuke's face and only looked at Mitsuha's familiar and happy appearance with other girls, he would never have an attack at this time. Even if they got to that point, they would have allowed Hojo and his son to come to their home, sit on their knees in the Japanese room, the three of them alone, with no outsiders to disturb them, and have a good talk with the shotgun hidden under the table.

He grinned, now it was his time to show off.

In other izakayas, sake, whiskey and other items are sold by the glass, but this guy Hojo Kyosuke pours the wine and serves it directly by the bottle. Well, let's see if your father's drinking ability is as good as his eloquence.

He unscrewed the bottle cap, and a scent of honey mixed with cream immediately wafted out from the mouth of the bottle. Without saying anything, he started pouring wine into the glass.

"Hey? Wait a minute, Miyomizu-san, you forgot to add ice cubes and soda water!"

Hojo Ichiro looked a little pale and shouted, "How can any neon person drink pure water? Do you know the price of water-cut whiskey? Just give it to me and mix it with ice water."

"Hahaha, this is in line with the deep love that fathers have for their children." Toshiki Miyamizu continued to pour the wine regardless. The whiskey with a mere forty degrees was a piece of cake for him. When he was still in Ishou, what he and the townspeople drank were highly homemade brews.

A look of horror appeared on Ichiro Hojo's face. He is no longer the alcoholic warrior he was in Tokyo. Now he only drinks fresh milk, the kind produced at home. Even the ones sent from the next door neighbor will find them stale.

Seeing that he couldn't stop Miyamizu Toshiki, he raised his head and looked at the two idiots opposite who couldn't appreciate the beauty of his words at all. After thinking for a while, he introduced these two young heroes who wanted to be teachers and policemen to each other.

"Onitsuka, Hata Goro, this miraculous mayor, the great man who led the whole town to escape the meteorite disaster, come and offer me a cup of water."

When it comes to drinking like this, two useless subordinates like my son have to step in.

"Oh oh oh! It turns out he is Miyamizu Kengo's father!"

"It turns out to be Miss Mitsuha's father! It's me, Hata Goro!"

The two completely different names are because they have different memories of Mitsuha Miyamizu. The deepest impression on Onizuka Eikichi was when he went to participate in the kendo competition and saw that Mitsuha Miyamizu had exactly the same kendo moves as his elder brother. As for Hata Goro, because his grandmother's house is in Itomori Town, he heard a lot of stories about Miyamizu Shrine. Futaba Miyami is respectfully addressed as Mrs. Futaba, and Mitsuha Miyami is addressed as Miss Mitsuha.

Ichiro Hojo didn't need to say anything more. Onizuka Eikichi had already stood up and grabbed the bottle from Toshiki Miyamizu's hand, and Gulu Gulu helped him pour the wine.

"I'll pour the wine, that's fine. How can I let you come for something like this?" Onitsuka Eikichi said with a smile. For everyone related to the boss, he had two words in his heart: "very respect"!

Hey, bastard! I scared him! Add ice cubes and soda water!

Miyamizu Toshiki's face gradually turned pale. Counting it carefully, it had been more than three years since he left Itomori's barbaric place. The wine he drinks has also changed from crude and highly homemade sake to sake with a grinding degree of less than 60%. The most important thing is that after being reunited with his family, the frequency of his drinking has also been reduced to a minimum.

Now he is no longer the alcoholic warrior who is still punctual. For him now, the most delicious drink is the tea brewed by his daughters. Although Yotsuba has never learned his wife's exquisite tea-making skills, even just plain water is very sweet. Not to mention Sanye, if he really makes trouble here, he may not be able to drink the fragrant tea in the room for half a year.

"Haha, thank you." Toshiki Miyamizu forced a smile.

"It should!" Onitsuka Eikichi smiled broadly.

Hojo Ichiro looked at Miyamizu Toshiki's expression and felt happy. He turned out to be a good guy. Is that true? How can anyone in middle age still drink alcohol to a high degree?

"Hojo-san, let me help you pour the wine. I haven't thanked you for the warm hospitality when we were in Hokkaido." Hata Goro picked up another bottle of whiskey. The idiot Onitsuka Eikichi had no discernment. The bottle he took was more expensive than his. too much. You don't have this level at all, but you still want to compete with yourself for the position of number one younger brother?

"Haha, thank you." Hojo Ichiro forced a smile.

"It should be!" Hata Goro smiled broadly.

The sight of the two standing up and pouring drinks at the same time attracted the attention of others.

Miyamizu Mitsuha, who had been quietly paying attention, breathed a sigh of relief. A smile flashed through his bright eyes. He turned his head to Kyousuke Hojo and said with satisfaction: "Dad and Uncle Hojo seemed to be having a very happy chat."

"What a surprise. I thought the two of them were going to quarrel." Hojo Kyousuke said very self-awarely. He was already ready to go to the rescue at any time.

"Hehehe~ I'm surprised too, but it's great to be like this now." Mitsuha Miyamizu said happily.

"Yes, I hope it can last forever." Hojo Kyosuke wished from the bottom of his heart that the two old men could achieve an unbreakable friendship.

"How cunning, Mitsuha." Kasumigaoka Shiu, who was sitting next to Mitsuha Miyamizu, whispered. Why did it seem like he had set up a stage for her now?

Mitsuha Miyamizu turned around after hearing this, bumped her shoulder affectionately, leaned her head close and whispered:

"Just think of it as repaying me for connecting you with Kyosuke~"

After saying that, she looked at Kasumigaoka Shiyu's blank face and blinked her big brown eyes.

"Sanye..." The black-haired and red-eyed witch felt something stuck in her throat for a moment.

"Eat something, eat something." Miyamizu Mitsuha gave Kasumigaoka Shiu the chicken stuffed with green peppers that Eiriri had pushed over.

For this girl who has completely different faces in front of outsiders and in front of Kyousuke, she has always known what the other person is thinking, the humbleness hidden in the other person's heart, and how grateful the other person is to her, but she doesn't like that. If given the chance, she would like to dissolve this unequal relationship.

Kasumigaoka Shiu, that beautiful girl with astonishing talent and poisonous tongue, is only beautiful if she always maintains her proud appearance.

"Haha~" The expression on Kasumigaoka Shiyu's face changed twice, and then she smiled softly and pushed the chicken stuffed with green peppers in front of Eirili again:

"Mitsuha, you don't know yet. Green pepper cuisine is Eiri's favorite. She just told Kashiko herself."

"That's right!" As soon as he heard his name, Kashiko immediately pricked up his ears and responded.

"Huh? Is that so?"

Mitsuha Miyamizu was stunned at first. After all, in her memory, when she went to Eri Riri's house for dinner in Hojo Kyosuke's body, she had never seen him eat green peppers. But then looking at Kasumigaoka's smile, she immediately realized what was going on.

"Haha...yes, I like to eat green peppers the most."

Eiri squeezed out a terrifying laugh from between her teeth, and then raked the table with her two little hands, pushing all the greasy skewers in front of Kasumigaoka Shiyu.

"Eat more. You are so thin. Are you starving to save money to prepare for today's banquet? If you have any difficulties, just ask. I am worried that I have no place to spend the royalties."

Then, the blond princess took out her wallet and showed a series of high-end bank cards that she would never be able to have with her royalties. She didn't know what kind of food that Kasumigaoka woman was good at, but she knew that the woman who did bodybuilding exercises every day would never eat so much high-fat food.

Now, it is time to test the tacit understanding between the princess with blond hair and blue eyes and the enchantress with black hair and red eyes. Eat what you want and feel the same pain as me.

"They had a lot of fun too." Mitsuha Miyamizu tilted her head and whispered, almost leaning on Hojo Kyousuke's shoulder.

"Yes." Hojo Kyousuke replied softly, and then his eyes couldn't help but fall to the opposite side. The atmosphere there was not good at all.

Nishimiya Glass, who was as gentle as the moon in the clouds and lakes in the sky, directly refuted Yukinoshita Harano without even speaking to her. You can imagine how angry the other party's words made her.

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