Tokyo: My superpowers are updated every week

Two days off a week, high salary. ”

"Is there such a good thing?"

Akizuki Caiyu's eyes sparkled, and she suddenly shook her head and said, "No, Hokkaido is too remote, I still prefer to stay in Tokyo.

During my break, I can go shopping in Shinjuku and Shibuya, Maruko Department Store, Rokukasen, and Disneyland. I must embrace human civilization!"

"Hokkaido is also part of civilization," Mihara Kaoru explained.

Takahashi Saeko shrugged and said, "Outside of Tokyo, the rest of the country is the countryside."

"This is prejudice."

Mihara Kaoru complained and thought to herself that after she graduated, she would ask her family to give her some money so that she could start a company and stay in Tokyo.

What kind of company should we start?

We'll see what Akizuki Iroha wants to do then.

Doma Madoka didn't talk about that topic, and said, "Iroha, do you plan to ask Qingze out this week?"

"Yes, Qingze and I made an appointment to go to Shinjuku Central Park on Saturday afternoon."

Qiuyue Caiyu nodded.

Takahashi Saeko put her hands on her shoulders and said with a smile, "Do you remember the process of taming Qingze?"

Akizuki Iroha nodded and said, "Don't worry, I've already read through the notes Saeko wrote down."

"What does it say?"

"Uh, this...I'll look at it again when the time comes."

Akizuki Caiyu tried hard to recall, but found that she seemed to have a vague memory, so she smiled.

Takahashi Saeko was not surprised that her memory was so bad, but she said earnestly: "You must pay attention to this matter, and don't be shy. You must develop the habit of rewarding Qingze and he will be obedient.

In this way, under your subtle influence, Qingze will slowly change.

According to my observation, Qingze's current grades are average, you must work hard to get him to excellent grades."

"Is this kind of thing possible?"

Qiuyue Caiyu frowned. In her opinion, she could work hard on anything except studying. She really couldn't do that.

Takahashi Saeko patted her shoulder and said, "You can definitely do it. Believe in your own charm."

"But what if Qingze becomes so outstanding and doesn't like me?"

Akizuki Caiyu looked worried. Qingze was attractive enough now, and his academic performance was also very good.

She felt that her attraction was a little dangerous.

Takahashi Saeko patted her head and said, "We have 108 techniques to teach you. Once you learn them, he won't be able to leave you."

Chapter 270 The young lady who wants to take action welcomes Bai Xue

"Tetsuji, please go to the comics club later. Manami and the others want to hear why you draw comics."

"Hey, didn't you say you were free?"

"That's right. We are free this afternoon. Are you free?"

After school, in Class 2-C, Miki Hououin suddenly invited Tetsuji Hojo to the manga club to explain her own journey.

This was undoubtedly beyond the expectations of Hojo Tetsuji. In his opinion, the tone of the eldest lady's voice in the morning clearly showed that she wanted to invite him after some time, rather than starting from today after school.

Qingze patted his shoulder and said, "Come on!"

"Don't make it sound so easy. I haven't thought about that at all. I was planning to think of some touching lines when I go back home tonight."

Hojo Tetsuji seemed very flustered.

Fenghuangyuan Meiji spread her hands and said, “It’s okay if you refuse, I don’t care.

But Sayuri must be very disappointed, she still wants to hear about the bad changes. "

"Damn it, Miss, you've said that. How can I, as a man, escape from it?"

Hojo Tetsuji took a deep breath, prepared to go to the execution ground, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's go!"

Phoenix Court Beauty smiled and said, "This is what a man should be like."

"Qingze!"

Hojo Tetsuji turned around and wanted to ask this person to go to the comics department with him.

Qingze stood up and said, "I still have to go to the Kendo Club to practice, so I'll go first."

"Hey, are you so heartless?"

"I'm sorry, I'm such a heartless person."

Qingze smiled. Compared to listening to Hojo Tetsuji's self-confession, he still thought that his training in the kendo club was more important.

"You have no loyalty!"

Hojo Tetsuji muttered, said nothing more, and stood up with Fenghuangin Meiji.

At this point, we have no choice but to move forward boldly.

……

Having said that, Hojo Tetsuji still didn't have the courage to go to the comics club with Sayuri Yoshikawa and Manami Nomura, so he deliberately delayed for a while.

The courage in my heart weakened step by step as I walked up the stairs.

When he reached the door, Hojo Tetsuji began to tremble.

Phoenix Court Beauty glanced at him, looked at the shaking hand, and couldn't help but sighed: "You are really useless, the hand that broke the wall with one punch actually trembled for such a small thing.

I'm just asking you to talk to her, not even asking you to confess your feelings. Is there any need to be so nervous?

You are such a loser. How dare you confess your love to Sayuri when you were so cowardly? "

"Long-winded."

Hojo Tetsuji retorted and was about to continue speaking, but swallowed the words back into his stomach.

He found that Fenghuangin Meiji was leaning against the wall with her right hand, looking very lost.

It is not so much that you are teaching others, but rather that you are the one being taught.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"I just suddenly remembered some unpleasant things."

Miki Hououin would not say that, because she was so excited about what she said about Hojo Tetsuji being a coward that it suddenly reminded her that she had never even had the experience of confessing her love once.

Judging from the results, her performance was even worse than that of Hojo Tetsuji who was trembling in front of the door.

All the words I just said turned into boomerangs and hit my heart.

Phoenix Court Miki took a deep breath, patted his shoulder and said, "Come on, Tetsuji."

"Miss, I'm mentally prepared, open the door!"

Hojo Tetsuji also took a deep breath and decided to follow Qingze's instructions. He didn't need to use any fancy words, he just needed to express his true thoughts.

Phoenix Court Miki opened the door.

Hojo Tetsuji looked into the comics department.

In an instant, it seemed as if countless holy lights were shooting out from inside.

The source of the holy light was Sayuri Yoshikawa who was sitting on the chair.

That petite figure exudes a shining radiance like that of a goddess.

Too dazzling.

So much so that even sunglasses could hardly cover up the sacred light.

Hojo Tetsuji suppressed the urge to cry, and was alone in the comics club!

Nomura Manami and the nearby Hououin Miki were both excluded by him in the rounding.

"Welcome Hojo-kun to the comics club."

Sayuri Yoshikawa smiled.

Nomura Manami raised his drink and asked, "Do you want green tea? Or black tea?"

"green tea."

Hojo Tetsuji spoke, feeling slightly excited. This was the second time he spoke to Yoshikawa Sayuri since his last confession.

These two short words were enough to give him a sense of satisfaction that he had no regrets in his life.

That useless look was an eyesore to Fenghuangyuan Meiji no matter how she looked at it.

Perhaps it was the words just now that made her compare herself with Hojo Tetsuji, so she felt angry at Hojo Tetsuji's behavior.

Damn it, give her some courage!

Fenghuangyuan Meiji closed the door with her backhand and said with a smile on her face: "There is no need to be so restrained, we are all classmates.

Tetsuji, you sit here."

She pushed Hojo Tetsuji's back and made him sit next to Yoshikawa Sayuri.

Such actions increased the tension in Hojo Tetsuji's heart, and he began to wonder if the eldest lady was playing a trick on him.

Hojo Tetsuji thought while still sitting on the chair.

Yoshikawa Sayuri handed him a bottle of green tea and said with a smile: "Teacher Hojo, could you please tell me why you draw comics?

What inspires you? "

She had a curious expression on her face.

This kind of bad dream of changing and choosing to draw a comic plot is so beyond the scope of reality that it is a bit dreamy.

Hojo Tetsuji felt more and more that drawing comics was a wise decision. He unscrewed the cap of the green tea bottle and drank it all in one gulp.

"Bravo!"

Sayuri Yoshikawa's face was filled with shock; it was the first time she saw someone drink up green tea in one breath.

Nomura Manami was a little worried and asked, "Hey, are you okay like this?"

Phoenix Court Miki smiled and said, "Don't worry, Tetsuji's body is very strong."

Hojo Tetsuji put down the empty bottle, and the tension in his heart fell into his stomach along with the drink.

He said seriously, “I’m just thirsty.

As for the reason of drawing comics, it’s not a big reason. It’s just a desire to fulfill the desire of going on adventures and falling in love with someone.

I drew this comic based on the prototypes of me and her, and I didn't expect that it would be loved by everyone. Then I became more motivated and wanted her to be satisfied with the next plot. "

someone?

Yoshikawa Sayuri blinked, her gossip fire growing stronger, and she asked curiously, "Who is it?"

It's you!

Hojo Tetsuji roared in his heart, not daring to show any strangeness on his face. He pushed the frame of his glasses and said, "I can't say it. I can only say that the heroine looks exactly like that person."

"I see."

Sayuri Yoshikawa looked suddenly enlightened. She quickly opened the issue of Weekly Shonen Jump, turned to the comic by Tetsuji Hojo, and took a look at the heroine.

very beautiful.

There should be no such beautiful girl in the school. He probably knew her outside the school. It might also be because of the persuasion of that girl that Hojo Tetsuji returned to school.

This realization made Sayuri Yoshikawa feel a little disappointed.

The first person who confessed to her in her life changed his target so quickly.

But she was in a good mood, and quickly sorted herself out, saying with an ambiguous smile: "How romantic, have you confessed to that person?"

Hojo Tetsuji thought about it and felt that his hasty confession last time could not be called a confession, but could only be said to be a very reckless suicide action.

A true confession is never that rash.