Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 823 Let's play the true love adventure! Who do you like, Kyosuke?

"Oh, so fishing at night is so much fun? Miss Ayukawa, whose hair looks like a platypus tail, I really want to meet her if I have the chance. If it's you, Kyousuke, you should have invited her to be our guest just now, since there are so many rooms here that we can't even stay in them all."

"She has to go to work tomorrow. She is already a senior in high school, but she still works part-time at the fishing tackle store. I don't know if she is here to relax or to get used to the workplace in advance."

"If you really like fishing that much, it wouldn't be a bad idea to open a fishing tackle shop? Instead of becoming a professional fisherman, opening a shop can prevent your hobby from turning into torture, just like those monks who run temples."

"Oh, by the way, aren't we going to a shrine tomorrow? Mitsuha, have you decided which shrine you want to go to? It seems like there are a lot of shrines on this island."

"Eh? Why are you asking me about this? Shouldn't we all discuss this together?"

"You are an "expert". Professional matters should be left to professionals!"

"...If that's the case, the experts should be from the Cultural Affairs Bureau's Religious Affairs Division. As for me, I don't know any of the shrines and temples except for the few that I'm familiar with at Miyamizu Shrine."

"Oh, you even know the names of the relevant departments. You are worthy of being called an "expert"!"

"Please stop it, I am a religious person after all, I have to know this kind of thing."

"You actually have this identity? But I remember that Hatagoro told me that Mitsuha distributed the aid money for rebuilding the shrine to the townspeople of Itomori, didn't you?"

"That's true, but not rebuilding the shrine doesn't prevent me from inheriting the status of the shrine corporation, which is tax-exempt. When we first moved to Nara, my grandparents suggested that we use the old house of the Mizoguchi family as a shrine, so that we wouldn't have to pay property taxes every year.

I have also told you about this, Kyousuke, and asked you if you would help me avoid taxes."

"Oh, now I remember. I did say that. But it's too much trouble. I'm a public figure after all. It would be a big loss if someone were to hold me against such a small matter. Xisaki is very good at this kind of thing. I even suspect that he can pay no tax at all if necessary."

"Yes, it would be bad if they were identified as money laundering by the mafia."

"The legal representative of Miyamizu Shrine is actually you, Mitsuha... Then why is Yotsuha still urging me to help her build the shrine?"

"because……"

"wrong!"

"Wait a minute! Hojo, didn't you say you were going to make tempura? Why are you sitting at the bathroom door chatting?"

Yukinoshita Yukino suddenly discovered her blind spot as if she had regained her sight:

"And you, Sakura! Why did you call Hojo over to chat? If you want to talk, just dry yourself off and get out! You too, Mitsuha, why are you cooperating with them!"

Yamauchi Sakura, who was lying on the poolside with her arms resting on her head and looking at the white sliding door, smiled and said casually:

"Because it's like Kyousuke is in there with me taking a bath~"

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Yukino's expression went out of control for a moment, and that's why something terrible happened!

The bathroom door is a traditional Japanese shoji door, with a layer of waterproof material like paper on the wooden frame. The sound insulation effect cannot be said to be very bad, but it can be said that it is not there at all. The voice of Hojo Kyosuke outside the door is so close that it seems to be ringing in my ears. Yukinoshita feels like a person without clothes... No, I am really naked!

"Hojo!!!"

Yukinoshita shouted angrily.

"Hey, hey, hey~~ I'm leaving now."

Hojo Kyosuke, who was sitting cross-legged on the tatami outside the door, stood up slowly, patted his butt and walked towards the kitchen.

Hearing the footsteps receding, Mitsuha Miyamizu also stood up, lifted one of her long legs and stepped out of the hot spring.

My body shuddered involuntarily when it suddenly came into contact with the air, and my eyes subconsciously looked towards the hot spring pool again, craving for the warmth inside, but...

She picked up a white bath towel from the side and wrapped it around her body, with the top just covering her chest.

What a pity, I had wanted to go out and tease Kyosuke while he was outside the door.

Thinking of this, Sanye looked at the two people who were still in the hot spring and said with a smile: "It's about time for you to get up. If you stay in the hot spring any longer, you will turn into an old woman."

Yukino, whose physical strength was extremely poor, could no longer bear it. Upon hearing this, she immediately stood up. The hot water on her neck condensed into beads and slid down her chest without any hindrance.

Sakura raised her hand and looked at the ceiling light for a moment, then smiled and pointed her palm towards Miyamizu Mitsuha and said:

"Isn't this perfect? ​​Let Sanye see how old I am now."

The witch said unhappily: "Then you should sink your face into the water as well..."

The girl fell silent halfway through her words. She turned her head slightly to look at Yukino who was wrapped in a bath towel, and as expected, she saw a silent face.

A hint of helplessness flashed across Yukinoshita's light blue eyes. After seeing Mitsuha's sad expression, a hint of touching flashed across her heart.

Finally, he wasn't the only one tormented by Sakura's hellish jokes.

When the three of them walked out of the door wrapped in bath towels and were about to go to the room to change clothes, they heard a howl.

“It hurts—it hurts—!!”

"That's Eriri, right?"

Yukinoshita asked uncertainly.

Mitsuha nodded: "There would be no one else except her who could scream in pain so energetically."

"Never mind. Didn't Kyosuke just say that? Ask the boss to find a masseur. Eriri laughs non-stop even when she's using the jacuzzi, let alone a massage."

Yingliang waved her hand and looked at someone worriedly:

"Xue-no, if you want, you can go and try. Otherwise, you might not even be able to walk tomorrow."

"..."

Yukino wanted to say don't underestimate people, but she really didn't have the confidence, so she nodded obediently and walked towards the place where the wailing came from.

"I just happened to go see Eriri."

The masseuses are professionals, and just like the daytime drivers, they are called by the hotel and require extra payment, but it is definitely top-notch service.

After the team became two people, Mitsuha and Sakura seemed to have finished talking and walked to the room in silence.

It was still a yukata provided by the hotel. It was apricot white with golden edges, and some small details were very delicate.

After tying her belt with the help of Mitsuha, Yingliang turned around in front of the mirror and nodded repeatedly, as if praising her own beauty. Finally, she turned around and looked at Mitsuha with her big, shining eyes.

Miss Miko rolled her eyes and said helplessly: "Beautiful, beautiful, Sakura is the cutest in the world!"

"Hehe~~"

You can also take these yukatas with you when you check out. There is a reason why the room fee is so expensive. If these free yukatas were sold in stores outside, it would be a lot of money. The hotel is not doing a loss-making business, but a promotional strategy. Although the cost is high, it is actually no different from handing out tissues and fans on the street. It can also make guests feel at ease with the yukatas.

Back in the lounge, Yingliang opened her mouth and was about to call everyone to go to the restaurant for a midnight snack, when she saw Prince Xiaojia burying his head in a cabinet and looking for something with his butt sticking up.

"Kyosuke, Kyosuke? Come out quickly, Onii-chan—"

Well, it turns out you were looking for Kyosuke.

"So why did you look into the closet while calling me brother?"

Hearing Sakura-sister's voice, Kashiko quickly pulled his head back and said:

"Because my brother is missing."

The little girl's voice is soft and crisp, very cute.

Mitsuha came up with a smile and said, "But Kyosuke is so big, he can't fit into such a small cabinet."

"Yes!"

An expression of sudden realization appeared on Jia Shizi's round face, and then he put his head back into the cabinet.

"Eri? Eri, come out quickly--"

Yukinoshita Haruno, who came to watch the fun, exclaimed, "What a smart kid!"

As she spoke, she squatted down and turned on the flashlight on her mobile phone, enthusiastically helping Jia Shizi to illuminate the room.

Unfortunately, good intentions led to bad consequences. The cabinet was illuminated by light, and Hojo Kyosuke's smart sister immediately discovered that Eriri was not hiding in it, so she pouted in disappointment. Fortunately, the little girl had a very good personality and was not in the habit of crying at every turn.

Sakura also took the opportunity to announce the holding of a midnight snack party. Yotsuba, who had been growling with hunger for a long time, immediately left her friends behind and ran out of the door towards the living room.

Walking at the end to prevent Yukino from holding Kashiko in her arms, he gently asked her if she wanted to go to sleep, after all, it was already early in the morning.

But children's schedules are completely different from adults'. Because they were going out to play, Kashiko was very excited early in the morning, just like Yukino. He couldn't hold on and took a long nap in the car during the day, and slept for a long time after watching the fireworks display. Now he is full of energy.

As for the others?

If you don’t stay up late, isn’t it the same as not having a holiday?

Hojo Kyosuke emphasized to everyone early in the morning that he would sleep in tomorrow morning. He had booked a room for two nights, so there was no need to worry about other things or stay up late or stay in bed.

Walking along the long corridor towards the living room, a strong aroma of oil wafted over before I even stepped into that space.

"Hmm? Why does it smell so good? Did you add something special?"

Yang No swallowed her saliva and looked at Okudera Miki next to her, who smiled slightly:

"No, it's just that Kyousuke didn't turn on the range hood."

"..."

Even a fun-loving person like Yang Nai was stunned for two seconds after hearing this, and then laughed: "Hahaha, this bad guy, is he deliberately trying to lure us to eat more?"

Sakura, Yukino and others beside them smiled silently. This was what Kyosuke liked to do most in Ruyi Lodge.

The butter is put into the pan at the moment when everyone opens the door in the morning, and the hot fire will instantly produce the most intense aroma.

Please note that the most important point is - don’t turn on the range hood!

The refreshing smell of fireworks will bring infinite happiness to the sleepy girl's heart. This is Hojo Kyosuke's little trick.

At this time, what Glass liked most was to slowly walk to the outside of the kitchen, lie on the bar and quietly look at Kyosuke inside, and then cooperate by opening her mouth obediently and eating the first bite of food of the day.

Yukino Momoka would walk into the kitchen, stand next to Hojo very naturally and start cooking together, and by the way, give a sweet smile when Hojo feeds the food into her mouth.

Except for the two of them, few others enjoyed this treatment because they were all lazy people. When they walked downstairs with a head of bird's nest-like hair, breakfast was already on the table.

Tempura in Japanese restaurants is almost always pre-prepared...or rather, not just tempura, as long as it's not the kind of restaurant that serves live ingredients to customers for them to inspect, pre-prepared dishes are the main type.

The fish that Hojo Kyosuke bought... and caught had already been simply processed by the owner in the store, so all he needed to do now was cut it into suitable shapes, coat it with batter and fry it. It had been a while since Mitsuha and the others had changed their clothes and the food was basically ready. Now, hearing everyone's footsteps, he immediately put the tempura in the strainer into the pan and started frying it again.

The time of enjoying delicious food is happy, but what is even happier is the time of waiting for the delicious food to come out of the oven.

Proper waiting can add a delicious buff to the food.

The room that Hojo Kyosuke and his friends booked did not have a restaurant. This kind of family-inherited hot spring hotel basically provides Japanese cuisine. That is, everyone sits on the floor, with a food box in front of them and a dozen small bowls that are not enough to fill them up. There is no need for a dining table.

So the girls were all sitting on the sofa in the living room. The two long sofas were not enough for everyone, so the four little ones sat directly on the tatami, all looking eagerly towards the kitchen.

Fortunately, it didn't take long before Hojo Kyosuke came out with a plate.

Preparing food for so many people is quite a challenge for a chef, but fortunately, Hojo Kyosuke is gifted and does it with ease.

Various fried foods with golden batter are placed on a large plate. From time to time, there are crackling sounds, as if the tempura are greeting the diners.

"Wow~~ It looks delicious!"

Yang Nai exclaimed in great support, and while speaking he had already opened a pair of chopsticks and picked up a fried shrimp tempura.

No one wondered why Hojo Kyosuke also caught shrimp. Such a trivial matter did not need to be taken seriously. After all, there were even octopus and various fish on the plate that were absolutely impossible to catch on the shore.

The steaming big shrimp was bitten off in half without blowing it, and Hojo Kyosuke frowned and felt his tongue burned. Hiratsuka Shizuka next to him was not to be outdone, she picked up a piece of sweet potato tempura and put it in her mouth and immediately drank beer.

Wait a minute, is this why izakayas provide ice water all year round? Hojo Kyosuke's eyes widened suddenly.

With someone taking the lead, others also raised their chopsticks. For a moment, the only sound besides the crunching sound of the crispy dough was various exclamations.

Hojo Kyosuke had to say that compared to the time spent waiting or enjoying the food, he felt happier seeing the satisfied expressions on Sakura and Mitsuha's faces after they had eaten the food.

"Ah! Why didn't anyone tell me to have supper?" (End of this chapter)