Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 837 Kyosuke, I'm coming up

Hojo Kyosuke walked on the soft carpet to the center of the circle. After hearing Mitsuha's words, he frowned hesitantly.

To be honest, besides feeling the pleasure of visible progress when building muscles through fitness, showing off in front of others is also a great source of happiness. It is not necessary to attract the opposite sex, just receiving envious glances is a great pleasure.

but……

He turned his head to look at his sister's troops, his biological sister, Kayoko, Miyamizu's sister Yotsuba, Nishimiya's sister Yuzuru, and the two alien sisters he saw. Although there is basically no gender concept for two-year-old children, his sister even bathed Hojo Mikiko alone, even though Hojo Ichiro cried and begged to join.

As for the reason, while moving around, he exclaimed to the old father next to him, "Dad, look at Kyosuke, he seems to be shy!"

After someone kicked his legs hard to resist, the couple became even more excited to help their eldest son take a bath and took pictures with their camera.

The strange thing is that by the time of Hojo Kazeko, the idea had become that "girls should develop ladylike habits from an early age."

During the time when his mother and sister lived at home, Hojo Kyosuke wore a vest when exercising in the yard every morning. This made Yukino Momoka, who often got up early and sat in the living room with a cup of coffee to enjoy the beautiful scenery, feel lost for a while.

The faint sunlight in the early morning fell from the sky like a thin layer of mist, gently draped over Hojo Kyosuke, making his sweat-covered body appear shiny.

“It looks like Lake Itomori in the early morning.”

This is how Yukino Momoka commented, especially the muscles that were engorged with blood after exercise. The contours of the muscles made the flash of sweat even more dazzling.

Just one look at his muscular, perfectly proportioned body with a slightly tanned complexion was enough to replenish Yukino's energy for the day.

The reason why he felt hesitant in front of his two-year-old sister was not because of any taboos between men and women, but because he did not want to set a bad example.

Children like to imitate everything. At first, Kashiko, who was lying on the ground and imitating Momotaro's barking like a dog, has now learned to kick Momotaro like Eriri and make him roll over three times.

It would be a disaster if a little girl learned how to take off her clothes and even developed a habit of doing so. What if when her mother was educating Jia Shizi, she would directly say, "Onii-chan loves to take off her clothes in front of girls!"

That's the worst kind of social suicidal thing.

There are also Xiangye and Sachiko. After they returned home, their parents asked them, "Did you have fun playing?" The little girl replied, "I was very happy because I saw Boss Hojo's muscles. He is so strong! His abdominal muscles are like bread!" I'm afraid their parents would call the police immediately, and Mr. Hojo's reputation would be ruined.

The most important thing is, what if the perfect body that I have worked so hard to obtain leaves too deep an impression on young girls, raising their standards for choosing a mate in the future, causing them to not be able to find a boyfriend and end up alone for the rest of their lives, wouldn't that be a heinous crime?

Oh, I am such a kind person...

"Hurry up!"

Miyamizu Mitsuha urged with a coquettish tone.

"Hey~ Here it comes!"

Hojo Kyosuke responded crisply, then without saying a word, he pulled his arms out of his sleeves. The upper part of his yukata immediately slipped off his shoulders, revealing his inverted triangle-shaped upper body.

Private Marseille, Hojo Sensei is indeed very moral, but his bottom line is too flexible.

Since the day he received the "kendo talent" as a gift from Naoka, Hojo Kyosuke has never done any strength training, so his muscles are not very large and he will not be called a male mother when he takes off his clothes.

Whether it is kendo or baseball practice, the pursuit is endurance. Well, adding more than ten kilograms of weight rings to the vibrator does not count. In short, this has created his golden-section muscles. Square chest muscles that are only responsible for making shirts and T-shirts look good, and abdominal muscles that are as well-defined and full as bread.

The serratus anterior muscle looks exactly like the gill cleft of a shark. Every time he holds the sword in the middle position and swings it upward, his whole body exerts force, and it is as if two sharks really appear under his ribs on both sides, providing him with fierce power.

As for further down, if there was no clothes around the waist to cover it, you could see the deep mermaid line, and the muscles on the waist and abdomen were like a piece of armor embedded on the lower abdomen.

Except for Jia Shizi who simply couldn't understand how great her brother's figure was, the other girls subconsciously held their breath.

Even Takimoto Kyoko, who had always been in the sports club, couldn't help swallowing and murmured in shock: "How can Sakura bear it... No, I have to help her train well..."

At this point, she suddenly froze, her eyes moving back and forth between Yamauchi Sakura and Hojo Kyosuke in confusion. Could it be that... Hojo had predicted this since childhood? Otherwise, why would he insist on training with Sakura when they were still elementary school students?

"Sure enough, the boss is an alien! That's an exoskeleton disguised as muscle paint!"

"It could also be a muscle potion! An alchemical potion that can give you a superhuman body with just one injection!"

Xiangye and Sachiko spoke with certainty.

A hint of shock flashed across Yang No's smiling lavender eyes. The things that she was exposed to in her circle were completely unimaginable for these high school girls. Idols, models, and athletes were just pets that the ladies could summon and dismiss at will. She had seen many female friends bring their figures to parties like carrying a handbag, but she had never seen anyone with a figure as good as Hojo Kyosuke!

This is too much, are all high school students like this now? Why didn’t I encounter this back then?

She looked at Yamauchi Sakura and her sister with envy, thinking that if there was a person like Hojo Kyosuke among her classmates in high school, she might have stopped playing games with her mother and eloped.

Nishimiya Naoko suddenly thought of the brief encounter with Kyosuke-kun on the beach during the day. Her little face suddenly turned pink, and her big eyes, like a little deer hiding in the grass, secretly glanced at Kyosuke-kun's chest and abdomen, then quickly lowered her head, fearing that others would discover that she was peeking.

Yuzuru is so disappointed with his sister's useless appearance. Didn't you see that sister Yingliang and sister Shiyu looked at it so openly? Sister Eriri is drooling at the sight!

suck-

Shizuka Hiratsuka wiped her lips subconsciously, but found that she was not drooling.

Sure enough, drinking makes you thirsty, she thought, otherwise how could she not drool when seeing such a scene?

Being older is not without its advantages in the dating market, at least it knows a lot more than younger girls. Even an older unmarried woman like her who still reads hot-blooded fighting comics and drinks whenever she has nothing to do, inevitably knows a lot of things.

No way! I'm getting married! Isn't it natural for me to know about this? Isn't it natural for a girl who's just 20 years old to take bridal classes? Isn't it necessary to know the factors in choosing a husband?

Getting married is already difficult, and if you don't consider all aspects carefully, wouldn't it be even more difficult to get married a second time? It's best to get it done once and for all!

Mitsuha Miyamizu bent down and lifted her hips to lightly take off her white cotton socks. After taking a bath, no one actually wore socks. The cotton slippers in the hotel were very comfortable. The bottom was made of an unknown plant, with moderate hardness and very non-slip. Although no one wore them, when she walked in the older building like Sakuraba-sou, her memory of Miyamizu Shrine was awakened, and she subconsciously put on white cotton socks.

After all, isn’t a shrine maiden just a snow-white Chihaya and a red hakama with white cotton socks?

Miss Miko looked around, and was very satisfied with the envious eyes of the crowd, which made her look forward to the day when she would bring Kyousuke to school. Previously, the two of them agreed to go to her university's Kendo Club after settling the affairs of the Beichen Ittoryu family.

Mitsuha doesn't care about kendo or not, what she wants is to walk hand in hand with Kyosuke on campus. The two people who have crossed time and space are walking in their own schools, experiencing completely different campus life, but they have never attended a class together, walked together on a campus path surrounded by flowers, and never shared a small cake in a cafe in the corner of the campus to enjoy the warm afternoon sunshine.

She had been thinking about it for a long time, but unfortunately after the trip to Okemachi Chiba Dojo, Kyosuke was busy with other things, and then it was time for this trip.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if Kyousuke doesn't go to school, so I can just let him skip class and go with me. It just so happens that there will be fewer people in the school clubs during the weekend, which is the best of both worlds.

With all sorts of confusing thoughts in her mind, the girl walked happily towards the person she liked, her tiptoes lightly standing up, as if she was dancing a Kagura dance.

This was indeed the case. The sharp-eyed Yotsuba noticed this at a glance and kept complaining in her heart about her sister's conceit and love of showing off.

"Ha! Don't you see how much weight you've gained? I'll push Kyousuke down to the ground and see what you'll do!"

The little girl cursed secretly, but unfortunately the god in her family didn't seem to have this special skill.

Alas, what a useless god! Don't you know that skills like curses are the divine skills for preaching in the world? Siye dares to guarantee that if she knows this trick, tomorrow the Prime Minister of Japan, the President of America, etc., will all come to her devoutly to offer incense money.

"Hurry up and get down~"

Sanye urged with a slightly blushing face. She was actually a little embarrassed at this point, but she felt very happy when she saw Shiyu's envious eyes.

Hojo Kyosuke lay down without saying a word, his back and hips formed a straight line, his arm muscles began to stand out, and the serratus anterior muscle under his ribs bulged.

Just as she was about to raise her foot to step on Kyosuke's back, Mitsuha Miyamizu suddenly felt that maybe she should lift the hem of her skirt? Although she was not wearing a skirt, she still gently lifted a corner of the hem, then slowly raised her fair little foot and stepped on it lightly.

Hmm~ Kyosuke’s body is so hot.

The girl cried out in her heart, then bent down and climbed up.

Hojo Kyosuke below was not shaking at all, as solid as a reef.

After trying for a while, Sanye whispered: "I'm going to stand up~"

"No problem. You should know best how my body is, right?"

Hojo Kyosuke said with a smile, and then shook his shoulders with a wicked look, but Mitsuha above him also had excellent balance ability and stood up quickly.

Although Hojo Kyosuke could easily bear the weight of an extra person on his body, the signs of muscle exertion became more obvious, and the muscles in his arms immediately became thicker.

“…Is this surfing?”

Kasumigaoka complained enviously.

“It feels so fun.”

Lili murmured, how come she had only thought of asking Kyosuke to take off his clothes and be a model, or hug her, but never thought of stepping on him? Hadn't she touched him before? Kyosuke's muscles were so hard that stepping on them would definitely not hurt him, and it would definitely feel good.

Hmm... maybe, like walking barefoot on cobblestones?

She stared at the clerk's belly quietly. Although it was covered by shadow, she could still clearly see eight lumps...ah, the damn clothes, they blocked two of them!

Eriri, who had practiced painting with Hojo Kyosuke as a nude model countless times, knew very well that Hojo Kyosuke was the type of person who had a good innate physical foundation and eight-pack abdominal muscles, and was simply the best candidate for a model.

Looking at the horse letting go of the reins... no, galloping... that's not right either... in short, looking at Miyamizu Mitsuha standing on the back of Hojo Kyosuke, all the women who had reached the age to register for marriage couldn't help but feel their breath stagnate.

What a strong waist and abdomen strength...

Hiratsuka Shizuka stood up first.

Although everyone was wearing the same yukata provided by the hotel, what looked like an ordinary yukata to Eriri looked like erotic clothing to a few people, such as Shizuka Hiratsuka, Naoko, and Kasumigaoka. The yukata, which was supposed to wrap around the chest tightly, was stretched high and revealed a ravine.

Even Miki Okudera, who laments her friends' inability to find a partner, has to admit that after taking off the white coat that looks like a lab uniform, Xiaojing's feminine charm has increased exponentially. If she goes on a blind date wearing this, even if she says that she has violent tendencies and her favorite things to do are drinking and beating up her boyfriend, men who want to marry her will have to line up for kilometers.

Hiratsuka Shizuka straightened her chest and raised her head to look around, her eyes focused on the people sitting next to her and Kasumigaoka Utaha sitting opposite her. Finally, she looked at Miyamizu Mitsuha fiercely:

"I'll say this first. When I became king, I gave you blessings. So when you become king, don't do anything that disappoints others, otherwise I will be really angry.

Especially you, Yukino-chan!"

She turned her head and said in a surprisingly harsh tone:

"This is not the time for you to show your justice. If I can't do what I want, then no one can play! On the first day of school, I will ask your teacher to give you homework that is enough to overwhelm you, and I will also ask you to come to school on weekends to tutor the Tea Saint." (End of this chapter)