Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

He was a guy with an unlucky face, his face was round like a pancake, the pits left by acne on it were like craters on the moon, and his eyes were like two black beans.

The most unpleasant contact between us was the first contact, not because it got better after getting familiar with each other, but because it would never be more unpleasant than knowing him.

But he is a real man, a good man who cares about his friends wholeheartedly. If you don’t believe me, I can give you an example, and you will know it at a glance.

Tonight, I said to him: xx, my face is hot and I can’t open my eyes.

If it were someone else, they would ask me to see a doctor, but he cured my illness with just one word.

He said: Please!

(Even so, I still want to shout it out loud - there will be a burst of updates this month!) (End of this chapter)