Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 890: The Battle for Hojo, I Will Be the Referee

"Stop writing! Stop writing Zaimokuza! I warn you, put down your pen quickly and don't let me see another word on your homework!"

Hikigaya Hachiman roared loudly.

"What are you doing, Hachiman? Aren't two men supposed to be talking on the phone about something important that concerns the world? How can you be so indecent as to chatter like a woman over a little homework?"

Zaimokuza on the other end of the line sounded even angrier.

"Can you please put down your pen before you say this? Doing your homework secretly behind my back, is this what a gentleman does? Are you qualified to talk about the world?"

"Baga! Weren't you the one who said in the chat group that he wanted to do his homework secretly? I was just imitating you!"

Hikigaya collapsed and yelled, "But I was just kidding, and you, a shameless guy, were really writing it secretly!!"

Zaimokuzu said nothing, just buried his head in writing.

Hikigaya Hachiman was furious, and even Komachi couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to persuade him:

"Onii-chan, in that case, why don't you just write along? Or do you want the cute Komachi to write with you?"

Just when her sister was about to give her full marks for her cute behavior, Hikigaya's expression became even more desperate.

"That's math homework! I want to smear my brain on the homework and hand it in to the teacher."

Then he gritted his teeth and said:

"That bastard Zaimokuza must have been copying my homework. Damn it, he didn't even take me with him!"

In fact, he also wanted to borrow homework from Ayaka after school. He had warned himself several times that he must not smile foolishly at Ayaka's pretty face, but he didn't expect Ayaka to look embarrassed after hearing what he said. Who is he, Hikigaya Hachiman? How could he embarrass a lovely angel?

Later, when practicing in the kendo club, he kept praising Ayaka to Zaimokuza, saying that she was such a kind and upright angel.

When Zaimokuza on the other end of the phone heard this, he immediately let out an extremely shrill laugh. The words he was about to say were probably a language belonging to goblins, but definitely not like those of humans.

"Oh, huhuhuhuhu - stupid Hajime, do you know who wrote this holy work in my hand? "

The smugness in that voice made Hikigaya's eyes burst with bloodshot eyes. He opened his mouth in despair and fear and grabbed the phone, fearing that he would hear that in the next second...

"Haha! That's right, it was Totsuka! I pretended to be afraid that others would know that I copied the homework, and begged him not to tell anyone else. It turned out just as I calculated. Stupid Hajime didn't know the truth until now. Do you know how proud I was when I heard what you said in the activity room, hahahahahaha——"

Zaimokuza Yoshiki laughed wildly, and many pornographic images appeared in Hikigaya Hachiman's mind, all of which were of that fat pig doing inappropriate things to Totsuka's homework.

"Ahhhhhh! Zaimokuza, I'm going to kill you!"

Hikigaya yelled, and then rushed to the door of his house, still yelling:

"Komachi, apologize to my parents for me. I won't be able to be filial to them anymore."

Komachi said happily: "Okay~~ Don't worry, Onii-chan, mom and dad won't notice that you're missing~~"

Hearing this, Hikigaya, who was putting on his shoes, suddenly calmed down.

Think carefully, if he and Zaimokuza perish together, besides removing two pieces of filth from the world and making it a better place, are there any other benefits worth praising? Others will be happy, but he himself will not benefit at all. Is it something that can harm himself and benefit others that Hachiman can do?

So he took off his shavings and slowly walked back to the living room. Zaimokuza on the other end of the phone was still chattering about how beautiful and cute Totsuka Ayaka's homework was. The paper felt as soft as coral fleece, and the handwriting looked as slender as eyelashes...

At this time, Hikigaya picked up the kendo uniform that had not yet dried and put it on, cursing as he put it on:

"Zaimokuza, you've done so many bad things. You are the one who is copying my homework right now and it's true that you can make me feel bad, and I can write more at night, but what about Hatagoro and the others! Have you ever thought about their feelings? They have their own feelings, too! They will cry!

When we hand in our homework tomorrow and the teacher scolds us all, won’t you feel a little guilty sitting down there? ! Ah! ! "

As Hikigaya's roar sounded, Zaimokuza's voice on the other end of the phone gradually became lower, and the swish sound of the deliberately enlarged pencil scratching across the paper completely disappeared.

Hikigaya Hachiman stuck out his chin towards his sister, and Komachi immediately came over and fastened the belt of his kendo uniform for her brother.

"call--"

"call--"

"..."

When both sides were silent, the sound of the wind was so obvious.

Zaimokuza obviously heard it, his voice became panicked, and he asked anxiously with fear:

"Hachiman! Hajime! What are you doing!?"

Hikigaya didn't answer, but just kept swinging his sword.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

Komachi, who was standing next to him, looked at her brother worriedly, with a look of pity on her face but she didn't say anything.

Zaimokuza got even more panicked when he didn't get a response, and threatened:

"Hachiman, if you don't say anything I'm going to lick Totsuka's homework with my tongue!"

Hikigaya became even more furious upon hearing this, and swung his sword even harder, gritting his teeth.

"Zaimokuza, I will never forgive you!"

He sang loudly:

"Even after swinging the sword three thousand times, the anger has not diminished in the slightest."

The ominous feeling in his heart was confirmed, and Zaimokuza immediately yelled in anger:

"Hachiman, are you still human? You actually trained secretly behind my back! Didn't we agree not to practice outside of school? You actually betrayed our covenant, you are truly a heinous criminal!"

Hikigaya didn't answer, but just kept swinging the knife. He also motioned Komachi to stand next to him holding a cell phone so that the sound of the swinging knife could be heard more clearly.

Unexpectedly, Zaimokuza's cursing voice disappeared, and when Hikigaya was wondering, he heard his sister exclaim:

"Onii-chan! Zaimokuza-senpai is really going to lick Ayaka's homework!"

Komachi held up her phone, and on the screen was a selfie of Zaimokuza. His face, which was too big to fit in one camera, was sticking out his tongue, and in front of him was an exercise book with Totsuka Ayaka's name written on it.

The strange thing is that even though it was just an identical workbook for everyone, in Hikigaya Hachiman's eyes, Totsuka Ayaka's workbook was unexpectedly a little more adorable. And if you look at it again, it actually has a bit of kindness.

Wow! This is Ayaka's workbook, and it's as cute as Ayaka herself.

Thinking of this, Hikigaya became even angrier, his eyes almost popped out, as if he was breathing fire. But he knew that he could not give in at this time, so he swung his sword even faster, and loudly made up lies:

"Hahaha, you don't know, Zaimokuza? I got personal instruction from Minister Hojo, and now I'm practicing a secret technique! It's the secret technique of the Hokushin Itto-ryu, a special move that can chop down a hundred people with just one strike!"

He laughed loudly. No one with a normal IQ would believe such nonsense, but the person in front of him was Yoshiki Zaimokuza, so he would believe it and believe it without a doubt.

"Stop it, Hachiman! Stop practicing! Please stop! I understand. I won't do my homework anymore. I will bring Totsuka's homework to you right away. I'm kneeling down to beg you!"

Zaimokuza Yoshiteru begged while crying.

The next second, Komachi screamed in surprise:

“Ohhhh, Onii-chan, Zaimokuza-senpai really kneeled down!”

Zaimokuza sent a selfie of Dogeza to him. Hikigaya cursed in his heart, thinking that it was unfair. Why would such a noble gentleman like him be surrounded by such a disgusting person? Zaimokuza usually didn't dare to say a word to strangers. If someone was a little impatient, he would want to apologize to Dogeza immediately. But when facing a friend like him, he didn't know what politeness was. It was not enough to describe him as pushing for an inch.

He often posts selfies to show off his equipment. His wristband is an ancient artifact that seals endless power.

“Whenever it wraps around my wrist, it is like awakening the power of a sleeping dragon, making my wrist as hard as a rock, fearless of any impact or damage. It is not only a guardian of the body, but also a barrier of the soul, resisting the erosion and curse from the other world. Wearing it, you are no longer a mortal, but a brave warrior who shoulders the battle of destiny, vowing to open up a path of your own in this chaotic world!”

Yes, Zaimokuza even posted a video. Those remarks full of middle school atmosphere were like the whispers of outer gods. Hikigaya himself was not afraid. After all, he was the son of destiny chosen by the Seven Gods. In this chaotic world, the invisible shield was like... ahem. cough. In short, he himself was not afraid, but he was very worried about his sister Komachi.

If you keep watching this kind of stuff, your brain will go crazy!

Hikigaya chose to fight back with a sword. Zaimokuza saw that his crooked ways could not stop his friend's progress, so he had to use the upright way.

"I'm almost done copying the first page! I can finish the math in three minutes at most! After I finish copying, I will immediately copy the English homework. I also borrowed the English homework from Mr. Totsuka!"

Hikigaya said nothing, but just kept swinging his sword.

Zaimokuza over there keeps reporting on learning progress, Hikigaya over here keeps swinging his sword, and everyone has a bright future.

It was not until the phone ran out of battery and turned off automatically that Hikigaya Komachi started to worry:

"Onii-chan, if you practice so much, your body won't be able to handle it tomorrow."

Hikigaya picked up a towel and wiped the sweat off his forehead, then said with a determined look (?):

"I can't care about that anymore. I can't let that bastard Zaimokuza be so proud."

Although he said this, he still did not stop practicing when the phone was hung up.

Komachi sat on the sofa, squinting her eyes and smiling at her energetic brother, and said happily:

"Onii-chan is now rated very highly here in Komachi!"

Not to mention Zaimokuza who was pretending to copy homework but actually started practicing kendo, the day passed like a flash and it was Saturday.

Today, Sobu High School was as lively as a cultural festival, or in other words, it was entertaining guests in the same way as a school festival. The student union officials sat at the door to register the visitors and make sure that no undecent people were allowed in. There were signs on the road to guide people to the baseball field.

The baseball field of Sobu High School has never received so much attention. Several cameras were even set up early on in the stands nearby, and a professional-grade speedometer was also set up not far from the batter's box. This was provided by the Nikkan Sports. They deal with baseball all day long and have no shortage of such things. It is very authoritative.

Not to mention the media, in addition to nearby residents and students who came to watch the fun, there were also many people in the stands wearing baseball caps, sports jackets, and holding notebooks.

Although Akizo Mihara, the coach of the Sobu High School baseball team, knows nothing about arranging tactical training as a coach, he doesn't know too much about things outside the stadium. After all, his understanding of the so-called "coach" comes from various TV news and magazines.

"Hey, hey! Tugu, did you see that person?"

The old man excitedly grabbed his favorite disciple and shouted in a low voice.

"Which one?"

Ryota Tsuchiya was completely confused. With so many people in the stands, how could he know who "that person" was?

"That's the one wearing a brown baseball cap and a black sports jacket!"

"Oh, I see. He looks very professional. Could he be a reporter?"

Tugu was guessing, but Coach Mihara was so anxious that he jumped up and down:

"Idiot! That's Kenji Baba, the official scout of the Yakult Swallows!"

Tsuchiya Ryota's eyes widened instantly, and he quickly took out his phone to search. Sure enough, the person on the screen was exactly the same as the one on the stands. Then he said in disbelief:

"Siguoyi! I didn't expect that Coach Mihara, you actually know a scout!"

Mihara Akira smiled triumphantly:

"Haha, inviting scouts to check out the talent in the team is what a coach should do. Don't make such a fuss!"

Then he pointed to the other side:

"Not only Mr. Machang, but also the scout from the Ham Fighter wearing a black leather hat standing by the guardrail and looking around!"

Tu Gu's eyes turned into titanium alloy dog ​​eyes that glowed blue, and he said in surprise:

"Even the Hokkaido baseball team sent scouts here?"

"Of course, Hojo-kun is so popular in Tokyo, not to mention that Hokkaido is his hometown! After this practice match, maybe the elders in his hometown will ask him to transfer back!"

This kind of shit is possible. The conflicts between different regions in Japan are beyond the imagination of many people. The conflict between the navy and the army, which is often regarded as a joke, is actually an extension of the conflicts between different regions. This can be seen from the current rankings of various regions with the smallest cup sizes.

When Hojo Kyosuke first became famous as a writer, the Hokkaido Shimbun from his hometown sent a reporter from afar to interview him, and he became a celebrity in his hometown.

Mihara Akizo pointed at the people in the stands and introduced them one by one with great interest. Tsuchiya Ryota was very impressed at first, but when he saw the coach secretly glancing at his mobile phone from time to time, his expression became suspicious.

"What, what's wrong! It was Xisaki who told me, so what! I'm the coach!" (End of this chapter)