Tokyo Sick Girlfriend

Chapter 173 Arrangement
Hojo Suzune dislikes many things; you could say she dislikes anything that makes her feel bad or unhappy. Moreover, the degree of her dislike for various things varies at different times.

For example, right now, God doesn't care whether she's sleepy or not; the sun rises as soon as He says it will.

The fact that it's dawn is now number one on her list of most hated things.

Her eyelids felt dry even before she opened them. Hojo Suzune's delicate, willow-leaf-shaped eyebrows furrowed into an inverted V shape. She felt a little cold, so she raised her hand to grab the blanket and tucked her round, bare shoulders inside. Her naked body under the blanket curled up like a shrimp. She turned her back to the light coming in from the window, wanting to sleep a little longer.

Normally, if she's at home, even on a school day, she'll sleep in bed until she naturally wakes up before heading to school.

Of course, she couldn't always time it perfectly. When she did, her mother would barge in after knocking on the door without getting a response, and then yell at her to get up with the force of ripping open a coffin lid.

However, even a mother can't pull the covers off her every day like she clocks in for work, so being late is a frequent occurrence.

At first, they would be criticized by the teacher, but later even the teacher got tired of it. Both adults and children are very tolerant of talented people.

Her academic performance has always been consistently among the top, and her piano skills are known throughout the school. She has also helped the wind band win awards many times, which is well-known among the teachers. In addition, she has always been independent and has a strong personality, always ready to argue back. Even her teachers find her difficult to manage.

When Shiratori Seiya was in school, she tried her best to control her temper in front of him, but ever since he started school, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he's completely out of control...

Actually, she didn't sleep well that night.

Besides hating the light of day, she was also a bit picky about her bed. It was one thing to be picky about her bed, but the thought that this was the bed that Hojo Shione had slept in before made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable, and even if the sheets were changed, she would still feel awkward.

But this bed is still better than the one my sister and Seiya used to sleep together.

Hojo Suzune instinctively wanted to continue sleeping. Anyway, she was in Tokyo, so she didn't have to go to school, and her mother wouldn't be nagging her to get up in the morning. She could sleep as long as she wanted. As for the piano lessons...

She hadn't thought it through, or rather, she was instinctively resisting.

Whenever she touches a piano, she can't help but think of Hasegawa, her older sister, Takahashi, and Shiratori Seiya...

Although he never said he was inferior to anyone, his choice clearly said it all.

Kiyoya is just too gentle; he doesn't want to say anything too cruel to himself...

As this thought crossed Hojo Suzune's mind, her heart began to race, and she was wide awake.

'Uh-huh. '

Feeling agitated, she threw off the covers and sat blankly on the edge of the bed, letting the cool morning air envelop her shoulders.

She trembled slightly, a bitter almond taste rising in her mouth, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.

What can I do to help Kiyoya now?

What value do I still have to Kiyoya?

She looked down at her exposed figure: slightly protruding breasts, a flat stomach, and then a bottom with hardly any flesh. Her legs were fairly slender and well-proportioned, and her skin was fairly fair and smooth...

Hojo Suzune subconsciously compared herself to her older sister, and a deep sense of sorrow welled up inside her.

She might be cute enough, but she's completely unsexy, so she doesn't even have the appeal to seduce Kiyoya.

She's not as talented as her sister, and even that talent was taken from her. Now, she can't even compare to her in terms of physique...

We were all born from the same mother's womb, so why is it so unfair?

My sister stole my life.

Unable to resist thinking this, Hojo Suzune bit her cherry lips lightly, her hands unconsciously gripping the blanket tightly, her eyes welling up with tears, and her vision becoming blurry.

This time, without Shiratori Seiya by her side and with no one else around, she no longer needed to swallow her tears, letting the glistening drops fall onto the blanket...

'Buzzing.'

Suddenly, the phone under the pillow vibrated, and Hojo Rinne didn't realize it until it rang twice.

Who is it that's so annoying?

"Can't you even give me time to cry this early in the morning?" Hojo Suzune sniffed, suppressing her impatience. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, picked up her phone to see which annoying person it was, and prepared to give them a piece of her mind.

However, when she clicked on the message, she was taken aback.

"Shiratori Seiya: If you wake up later, remember to come to my house. I've put breakfast on the table. I have something to do and need to go out. Just wait for me at home, and I'll go to the training center with you..."

Upon seeing the message and seeing it marked as read on the screen, Hojo Suzune felt a surge of warmth in her heart, her lips involuntarily curving upwards, and she finally couldn't help but chuckle.

She smiled and raised her face, the morning light shining through the misty glass onto her small face, as bright as a begonia flower.

The feeling of being abandoned she had just felt vanished. These two messages in the morning seemed to have turned into two hands, scooping her up like a fallen begonia flower.

"Rin, you're awake?"

Seeing the new message pop up, Hojo Suzune realized what was happening and quickly typed on the keyboard, replying:
"Ah, I just woke up."

At home, Shiratori Seiya sat at the table, his expression freezing as he looked at Rin's message. After hesitating for a moment, he typed a reply:

"Rin, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"Kiyoshi, when can we eat?"

He had just sent the message when he heard Saori Hasegawa's voice in his ear.

Shiratori Seiya turned his head and saw her blinking her bright, clear eyes, sitting obediently in the chair like a primary school student. She first looked at the fragrant meat buns in front of her, then looked at Seiya, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

As usual, Saori asked him to go for a run as soon as it was light. The two of them had already run two laps and bought breakfast on their way back.

Seeing Saori rubbing her hands together, trying hard to suppress her drooling, Shiratori Seiya opened his mouth and said:
"Saori, you can eat first. I'll take you to the training camp after you finish eating."

With two weeks to go before the national finals, the Saori School club is organizing another training camp.

The finals haven't even started yet, but rumors are already circulating among universities that Saori Hasegawa is already a shoo-in for the championship.

Although it sounds a bit exaggerated, it's not unreasonable compared to Saori's overwhelming performance in the last competition.

Saori hadn't originally planned to go to this training camp, but she heard that the school had specially invited a professional kendo instructor to provide guidance. After discussing it with Shiratori Seiya today, she reluctantly went to participate, following his advice.

In fact, Shiratori Seiya believed that Saori's current swordsmanship level was probably not even good enough for ordinary professionals. He vaguely felt that even if Saori's current swordsmanship level had not reached LV4, it was at least LV3 Great Perfection, touching the threshold of LV4.

Since the system didn't assess his level, Shiratori Seiya only had a rough guess about his LV3 and LV4 levels. Based on the items the system could exchange for, LV3 was considered proficient, so was that also proficient? And was LV4 master level?
Logically speaking, the proficiency level should only be the entry level for a professional, but when he asked Saori who was better, her or a newly professional kendo player, Saori seriously told him, "Anyone below the fifth dan level is no match for Saori right now."

This surprised Shiratori Seiya, because Shione's current level is at the level of a professional singer, but to say that she can easily defeat a professional singer would be a bit of an exaggeration.

However, since each level has an experience progress bar, there may be differences in skill levels.

There are also differences between LV3 levels.

Shiratori Seiya was actually considering the next object to bind to.

Logically speaking, choosing the one closer to LV4 would be more reasonable.

After all, if you can bind to a second one, you might be able to bind to a third one...

If binding a second object requires LV4, does binding a third object require all bound objects to be LV4, or LV5?

Therefore, when Saori went to the training camp this time, he implied in his words that Saori could have a match with the professional coach...

"Saori, you can eat first."

Having received Shiratori Seiya's consent, Hasegawa Saori's eyes lit up with joy. She eagerly picked up her chopsticks to grab a steamed bun, swallowed it whole, and then her beautiful eyes widened as she gasped for breath from the heat.

Seeing her greedy appearance, Shiratori Seiya found it cute and pushed the milk in front of her. Then he saw the message from Rinne and felt a headache coming on.

"I'm not going to sleep anymore, I've been sleeping for a long time. Kiyoya, wait for me a moment, I'm going to wash up first..."

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(End of this chapter)