Tokyo Sick Girlfriend

Chapter 158 Ambition

Chapter 158 Ambition
Seeing her sister's blissful expression, Hojo Suzune's heart skipped a beat. She recalled the message he had sent her from the hospital last time and suddenly realized that it wasn't impossible.

Seeing that her younger sister had calmed down, Hojo Shione's smile faded, and she said softly:
"See, you've figured it out now, haven't you?"

"You're really shameless."

Hojo Suzune sneered and said:

"You're just taking advantage of Kiyoya's soft heart. You haven't considered his feelings at all. You don't understand him at all..."

"?"

Hearing her say that about herself, Hojo Shione raised an eyebrow and her eyes sharpened.

She could scold her sister however she wanted, but when her sister said that she hadn't considered Kiyoya's feelings and didn't understand him, she immediately felt a surge of anger.

But then, a look of pity rose in her eyes as she looked at her sister.

"Rinne, aren't you being far too naive?"

"Using? Using any means necessary? I did use you, so what? Can you even explain things clearly when it comes to love?"

"You don't think that just because I don't use it, Hasegawa and Takahashi won't, do you? Why does it have to be them standing next to Kiyoya and not me?"

Hojo Shione suddenly paused, gave a disdainful laugh, and looked at Rinne, saying:
"If you really don't care, then why were you so angry just now? Wasn't it because you weren't the one lying in Qingzai's bed last night? I don't want to be harsh, but don't be so naive..."

As she spoke, she walked to her younger sister, knelt down, cupped her face in her hands, and wiped away her tears with her thumb, saying:
“Rinne, being too naive won’t do… If I had to choose someone to be by Kiyoya’s side, I would prefer it to be you…”

Feeling the cold tears on her fingers, Hojo Shione thought for a moment and decided that it was time to tell Suzune something before she left.

Otherwise, I really don't know how someone with her naturally stoic personality could possibly compete with those other women.

Thinking this, Hojo Shione spoke softly:

"Rin, do you know why Seiya is dating Takahashi Mio?"

"..."
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"Kiyoya, do you prefer Hojo or Takahashi a little more?"

As they walked up the second-floor clothing section, Saori Hasegawa, who was walking next to Seiya Shiratori, suddenly asked a question.

The question caught him completely off guard. Shiratori Seiya paused, turned around and opened his mouth to look at Saori. Their eyes met in the air.

Fortunately, Saori's eyes have always been clear and bright, as clean as a blank sheet of paper, so asking such a question doesn't put any pressure on anyone.

Although there was no pressure, Shiratori Seiya still felt a little awkward when she asked him that question. If he were to delve into the reason, it would probably be that he hadn't fully realized he was going to be a scumbag yet. If he had to explain why, it would be that he hadn't had any experience with this before.

However, despite his lack of experience, Shiratori Seiya wasn't some clueless shut-in or nerdy guy who couldn't answer a question. All those years of reading stories and psychology books hadn't gone to waste; he simply thought for a moment and then asked:
Why didn't Saori include herself in the list?

"Well……"

Saori Hasegawa hesitated for a moment, pouted, looked down at her toes, and said with a conflicted expression:

"Saori has never understood why Seiya likes Saori..."

"Compared to them, Saori doesn't seem to have any charm... They all say that practicing kendo isn't a plus for girls, and that only tomboys practice kendo, and no boy would like that..."

The girl's inferiority complex was all too obvious, and Shiratori Seiya frowned and quickly said:
"How could that be? Why would they take their nonsense seriously? If I really didn't like you, Saori, I wouldn't have agreed to marry you..."

When the word 'marry' was mentioned, Shiratori Seiya couldn't help but pause for a moment, his mind drifting back to the tender moments he shared with Shione last night.

He really hasn't fully accepted the identity of a scumbag, so much so that he still subconsciously feels that if he takes something, he has to take full responsibility for it.

But then she realized that Shione had already thought through the consequences and had already promised Saori. Going back on her word and changing her mind again and again, she didn't know what would happen in the end.

With this in mind, his resolve hardened, and he openly told Saori his promise to marry her.

Hasegawa Saori seemed not to notice the pause in his words. Her eyes lit up, a smile appeared on her face, and she reached out to hug Shiratori Seiya's arm, wishing she could press her whole body against it.

"How wonderful it is to be pure."

She couldn't help but sigh.

Feeling the warmth emanating from the girl, Shiratori Seiya breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head slightly and reached out to touch Saori's head, only to find that she was half a head taller than Shione. But his hand had already stopped in front of her face, so he casually flicked her nose.

Speaking of which, among Shione, Mio, and Rin, Saori is the tallest and has the strongest fighting ability, but she also seems to be the youngest, the most fragile, and the most innocent, making people want to cherish her.

Thinking about what Saori had said earlier, he felt he should comfort her. After all, it had been a long time since he had given Saori a pep talk, especially since she might have heard him muttering Shione's name in her sleep last night. Even the most innocent person would inevitably overthink things...

So Shiratori Seiya comforted him:
"Saori is amazing. Actually, I should be the one who's not good enough for Saori. She's beautiful, has a great figure... she's tall, and she has a pure and gentle personality. Plus, she likes me..."

He subconsciously used his old words to comfort Saori. She had always been a very simple person, and she would be happy whenever he praised her, and then she would laugh and forget her troubles.

However, to Shiratori Seiya's surprise, Saori this time pursed her lips with a worried expression, lowered her head in frustration, and asked:
"Compared to them... is Saori prettier?"

"what?"

Her question left Shiratori Seiya somewhat bewildered, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

"It looks great, what's there to doubt?"

Upon hearing this, Saori Hasegawa looked conflicted and said:

"But... Saori has never worn the same type of clothes as them. They're either sportswear or kendo uniforms, which are all boys' clothes, right? Is Saori really pretty?"

"..."

Upon hearing her say that, Shiratori Seiya was speechless.

I couldn't figure out her thought process for a moment, but after thinking about it, I understood what was going on.

According to Saori, comparisons can only be made when wearing the same clothes, or at least the same type of clothes.

It's like comparing someone who practices kendo to someone who practices sumo; they're in different fields and can't be compared.

But this isn't a sporting event... Saori's thinking is clearly flawed, and Shiratori Seiya laughed:
"How could that be? Saori looks great even in sportswear, just as good. She would definitely look even better in a dress or something."

Sure enough, upon hearing his words, Saori Hasegawa's dark eyes darted around twice, as if she had understood, and a bright smile returned to her face:

"Really? Saori wants to try on a skirt today too."

"it is good……"

Shiratori Seiya nodded, but after taking only two steps, he suddenly had a thought and looked at Saori with a puzzled expression.

Why did she suddenly decide to wear a skirt?
When he was dating Saori, he did consider taking her shopping for clothes or something, but Saori didn't like it. On the other hand, Saori really had a passion for food. After shopping for an afternoon, she would stop at almost every roadside stall, stare at Shiratori Seiya with the look a daughter would give her father, and then point and say: 'Saori wants that'...

So every time she's shopping, Saori touches her belly and says to herself, "Kiyo, Saori is sleepy, should we keep shopping?", "Do I really have to shop?", "But for clothes, sportswear is enough, isn't it?" She doesn't talk like other girls who go to every clothing store and compare prices. She's much easier to raise.

Therefore, Shiratori Seiya eventually gave up taking her to pick out clothes. He figured he'd rather spend that time taking her out to eat, which would make her happier. As for clothes and shoes, he would just measure her every now and then and buy them for her himself at the clothing store.

but now……

Why did you suddenly decide to wear a skirt?
A bad feeling rose in Shiratori Seiya's heart. If it were any other time and Saori had made this request, he might have thought that Saori had grown up. After all, Saori was so innocent and might be much slower to understand the idea of becoming beautiful.

But I've just had sex with Xiyin...

He couldn't help but look at Saori, scrutinizing the expression on her face.

'Buzz.'

As he was examining it, Shiratori Seiya's cell phone suddenly rang in his pocket.

He took it out and glanced at it; it was Mio's phone. He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should answer it in front of Saori.

"Kiyoshi, aren't you going to answer the phone?"

Staring at Saori's face, he thought for a moment and said frankly:
"It belongs to Mio."

"Oh."

Saori nodded upon hearing this, then asked in confusion:

"Then we don't need to answer it?"

Shiratori Seiya's simple probing yielded no insight from her expression; it remained unchanged from usual. So he said:
"Yes, it might be something urgent. Saori, please wait a moment."

"Ah."

Saori nodded and stood next to Shiratori Seiya, looking around as if deciding which clothing store to go into later.

"Hey? Mio, what's wrong?"

"Oh, I just saw you hadn't read my message. I just wanted to let you know I'm going out to dinner with some classmates tomorrow night..."

Mio Takahashi's hesitant voice came through the phone. After a moment's hesitation, she added:
"We're all girls... Um, do we have any plans for tomorrow night?"

"No, you go ahead. If you need me to take you, just give me a call."

"Yeah, I got it. It's just that my high school classmates in Tokyo wanted to get together, and I was thinking of going if I have time..."

"Okay, be careful."

"it is good."

Hearing her so cautious manner, Shiratori Seiya couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing, but after thinking for a moment, he suddenly said:

"Oh right, I remember you said you found a top student to supervise your studies, right? That girl is studying acting?"

Upon hearing this, Takahashi Mio narrowed her eyes and asked in confusion:
"Huh? Why are you asking this? You wouldn't be..."

Sensing something was off about her tone, Shiratori Seiya interrupted her directly:

"Don't overthink it. It's a serious matter, but it can't be explained in a few words. Let's talk about it next time we meet."

He was actually just idly browsing the virtual streamer thing, and when he wanted to find a suitable candidate, he thought he might as well just pick someone from the performing arts departments of university students.

While it is undeniable that many students in Tokyo have long been corrupted by materialism, Shiratori Seiya believes that there are still some students who have not been completely worn away by society, losing their innocence and kindness.

Being a virtual YouTuber is the perfect stage for someone who still has a bit of goodwill and wants to make money...

"Oh, then hang up."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Shiratori Seiya discovered that the girl who had been standing next to him was nowhere to be seen.

Just as I was about to look around for Saori, I heard her calling my name:

"Qing Zai."

Looking towards the source of the sound, I saw Saori standing in front of a shop window, waving at me.

"what happened?"

Even from ten meters away, Shiratori Seiya could feel the joy on Saori's face, which made him somewhat puzzled.

However, when he walked over and saw the clothes in the shop window, he was completely stunned.

In the distance, a mannequin is dressed in a pristine wedding gown.

A girl's voice came to my ear at just the right moment: