Tokyo Sick Girlfriend

Chapter 152: One Victory

She wasn't the only one who liked Shiratori Seiya; Hojo Shione knew all along that her younger sister, Suzune, also liked him.

She wanted to refute Suzune, to argue that she also loved Seiya, to the point of being hopelessly in love, and that she would even give him her heart.

However, she couldn't really give him her heart; it seemed she hadn't given him anything else besides that.

Holding hands, kissing, whispering sweet nothings...

Aren't these just things that couples should do?
Aside from himself, if Shiratori Seiya were to date someone else, that person could do the same. In fact, we don't even need to talk about others; take Suzune for example. If she were dating Seiya, she would probably have obediently washed herself and sent herself away long ago. Not to mention those shameless women.

Just thinking about Kiyosuke being all lovey-dovey with other women made Hojo Shione feel so sour that her heart was about to burst, and she felt so wronged that she wanted to cry.

That kind of thing is absolutely unacceptable.

You must reciprocate with equal love.

With that in mind, Hojo Shione began to learn how to do what a wife should do.

As a wife, she shouldn't be showing her face in public so casually; she should be taking care of her family.

Learning housework, cooking, and flower arranging, she manages to organize everything in her life perfectly...

Hojo Shione began to become virtuous, gentler, more considerate, and understanding.

She gradually shifted her focus from her career to Seiya Shiratori.

However, just as she began to fantasize about marrying Shiratori Seiya after graduation, reality dealt her a heavy blow.

The more you fear something, the more likely it will come.

The beautiful bubble burst overnight, and in the blink of an eye, nothing was left.

Hojo Shione hadn't even reacted yet, instinctively reaching out to touch any trace of her former life, but everything had vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed...

When they met again, he already had a new lover.

Even more than that.

Saori Hasegawa, Mio Takahashi, Suzune...

In the blink of an eye, the situation that Hojo Shione had once feared most was now before her.

Only now did she realize that loving someone wasn't so easy.

The love that came so easily was simply because I was the one who was favored.

Now, consider it repayment.

Having gone through that hellish period of self-torture, she had long since abandoned her former weakness, and her heart was now filled with black thorns.

Love is like a battlefield; you must have the courage to burn your bridges and take Kiyoya back from these bastards.

Even if it means using any means necessary, I'm willing to gamble my entire future and my life!
A future without Kiyoya is not the future I want!
I don't want to regret it!
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"Xiyin, are you really sure about this?"

Inside the room, Shiratori Seiya cradled Hojo Shione's beautiful face, gazing into her tear-filled eyes, and asked in a complex tone.

"Qing Zai..."

Hojo Shione exhaled a deep breath, her voice hoarse from silent weeping. The veins on the back of her fair, jade-like hand bulged from the strain, her fingers gripping his shoulder tightly as she said:
"Kiyo... I've thought it through. I'm afraid you'll run away again without a trace, I'm afraid I'll never find you again, I'm afraid you'll never need me again, I'm afraid that after you disappear, I won't be able to give you anything, I..."

As she spoke, her voice choked with emotion, but no tears came. Her eyes reddened, as if she had already cried all her tears. "I...don't want to lose you again."

"..."

Looking into Shion's tearful eyes, Shiratori Seiya sensed a resolute determination in her cold gaze.

She seemed to have made up her mind long ago; her resolute gaze was like a sharp arrow, shooting straight at Shiratori Seiya and hitting him right in the heart. He couldn't help but close his eyes.

The image of the gentle and lovely girl from my past memories intertwined with her current miserable appearance in my mind.

Shiratori Seiya felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Indeed, everything I've done seems unfair to Shion. I promised Saori I would marry her, and I'm in a relationship with Mio.

But he gave Xiyin nothing but verbal promises.

He had thought that giving Xiyin money would be enough to support her for the rest of her life, but now it seems that's not the case at all.

It seems that for Xiyin, love is far more important than money.

All that she is doing now stems from a lack of security.

Shiratori Seiya understood what Shione meant at that moment; she knew that she would take responsibility for anything she obtained...

This is true.

Although this was not what he had expected.

He envisioned that his first time with Xiyin would be on their wedding night.

But now, if it can make her feel better, fill the void in her heart caused by him, and allow him to take on responsibility ahead of time, he's willing to do it...

He said nothing more, his large hand stroking the girl's beautiful face, soft, smooth, and slightly cool.

He lowered his head and kissed the girl's soft lips.

Hojo Shione had been waiting for this moment for far too long. She had imagined it countless times in her mind, and even dreamed of it.

She opened her eyes and looked at the boy's face, which was blurred because he was too close.

Her slender hands caressed Shiratori Seiya's coat, her fingertips touching the white buttons, unbuttoning them one by one...

The girl slowly took a step forward; the gold and pink silk nightgown she was wearing had a slit.

As she took a step, her long, slender, snow-white legs were exposed to the air, the cold white light reflecting off them in a hazy glow...

From the living room to the bedroom, Shiratori Seiya's clothes were scattered all over the floor.

Standing by the bed, Hojo Shione raised her beautiful face, her pitiful eyes fixed on Shiratori Seiya's face. She placed her hand on Shiratori Seiya's shoulder and pulled him forcefully towards her.

'Bang.'

The two of them landed on the soft bed.

Feeling the weight of Shiratori Seiya pressing down on him...

Hojo Shione's breathing gradually quickened, her delicate chin resting on his shoulder...

"Kiyo, I love you..."

"..."
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(End of this chapter)