Tokyo Sick Girlfriend

Chapter 201 As long as you appear, I will see you (Thanks to '鸢一折远' for the patronage!)
Shiratori Seiya's gaze softened as he looked at the continuous stream of messages Saori sent on his phone screen.

Even through the screen, he could feel Saori's urgency.

As far as I remember, Saori wasn't very skilled at using electronic devices; she was practically a complete tech idiot. She only knew how to use some simple social media apps. When she received the phone I bought for her, she was still asking questions like where to register her fingerprint. She didn't know how to post on WeChat Moments at first either. After I taught her, she had a sudden realization and said, "Oh, I see."

Therefore, it's not hard for him to imagine that on the other side of the phone screen, Saori must be frowning, nervously poking the screen with her index finger, anxiously typing.

He could understand Saori's eagerness to see him after so long. He also missed this silly and clumsy girl.

However, no matter how he thought about it, he wouldn't go so far as to let her skip group activities and come directly to see him.

Without even a second thought, Saori's actions would definitely invite gossip and criticism.

They said things like "undisciplined," "arrogant," and "self-righteous."

And the weaving is so excellent...

Excellence inspires admiration but also breeds jealousy, especially when a first-year student participates in the national tournament and is a favorite to win. Saori must have many eyes on her.

Even when she refused the invitation from an eighth-dan kendo master, I vaguely heard people say that she was 'arrogant and conceited'.

It's unnecessary to disrupt her existing social life for your own sake.

Of course, it's normal to have things you dislike, and he can understand that.

However, if possible, Shiratori Seiya still hopes that many people will like Saori.

After all, she was always bullied in junior high school.

After he chased those people away, she would shrink into his arms with a wronged look on her face, tilting her head up and asking him:

Why do they dislike Saori?

'Did Saori do something wrong?'

'Was Saori born unlikable?'

'Would Kiyoya dislike Saori?'

'Kiyoya, please don't hate Saori, okay?'

So, Saori isn't indifferent to other people's opinions; she's just in such a hurry because she likes herself and cares about her own feelings.

Shiratori Seiya naturally understood this.

However, knowing her deep love for him, he should consider her feelings even more.

If love between two people is meant to last, why should they be together every day and night?

We can see each other every day after the match, or even tonight, so there's no rush.

Thinking this way, he told her not to rush, as he hadn't finished getting ready yet, and they could meet again in the evening.

The message was sent, and the chat box kept showing "typing...". After two minutes, a message appeared:

"Saori: Okay, then when Kiyoya's done with his work, just tell Saori, okay? Saori's going to eat soon, Kiyoya, what would you like to eat? Saori will bring it back for you..."

"it is good."

After responding, Shiratori Seiya didn't stop there; he went to a nearby flower shop and bought some roses.

Saori loves flowers. The first time I celebrated her birthday, I gave her a rose. She blushed and smiled like an idiot all day, and she loved that rose so much.

At first, it sniffed around, then it used its mouth to pick at the thorny branches, and finally, it seemed to be hungry and couldn't resist eating all the flowers, leaving only bare green branches.

I bought flowers and some food and put them in the car.

Although Saori said she was going to eat later, the school's public funds are limited, and she definitely wouldn't have enough to eat with her appetite, so I bought her some food as a late-night snack.

After doing all this, Shiratori Seiya drove to the venue for the competition, only to see through the windshield that the C University Kendo Club, where Saori was, was walking out of the venue.

Saori stood beside the company president, Yokoyama Miyu, looking down at her phone, seemingly doing nothing.

Shiratori Seiya's heart skipped a beat, and the next moment a message from Saori popped up on his phone.

"Keiya, Saori has already come out of the venue. Let's go eat now, and you can see Kiyoya after we finish eating."

"Okay, I'll come find you after you finish eating and I'm done with my work."

"Okay, Kiyoya, is there anything you'd like to eat?"

"No, I bought a lot of food for Saori; she can have it as a midnight snack later."

"Kiyoshi is the best!"

Upon seeing the message, Shiratori Seiya looked up and saw Saori in the group. He couldn't help but jump up on the spot. Her sudden movement startled Yokoyama Miyu next to her, who quickly grabbed her and then seemed to be asking her something.

After watching them board the bus, Shiratori Seiya followed in his car. About ten minutes later, he saw the group enter a barbecue restaurant.

Shiratori Seiya was somewhat surprised.

Is this... without considering Saori's appetite?
Saori's appetite alone is equivalent to half of the kendo club, isn't it?
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they emptied the club's public funds.

After waiting in the car for a while, he got a little hungry. After thinking for a moment, he put on sunglasses and went into the barbecue restaurant.

Adhering to the principle of not being discovered by Saori, he chose a table in the corner.

I randomly ordered a set meal and waited a while.

When the food arrived at Saori's table, Shiratori Seiya looked at the two plates of rice balls stacked high and immediately understood why Yokoyama Miyu dared to bring Saori to the yakiniku restaurant.

He was stunned for a moment, then felt like crying but had no tears left.

Does she not use the bank card I gave her at all?

After thinking for a moment, he beckoned to the waiter and said a few words. When he finished speaking, the waiter looked at him with surprise.

………………

On the other side, Yokoyama Miyu pushed two plates of rice balls in front of Saori and asked with a doting expression:

"Alright, Saori, is this enough? If not, we can have another plate. The competition is tomorrow, so make sure you eat well."

"Hmm, that's about enough."

Saori Hasegawa nodded blankly, the aroma of grilled meat wafting from the next table filling her nostrils. She couldn't help but swallow, then looked at Miyu Yokoyama and asked, "..."
"President, weren't we here for barbecue? Why are we still getting rice balls?"

Upon hearing this, Yokoyama Miyu nodded and said:

"We're having barbecue, huh? I was just worried you wouldn't have enough to eat, Saori."

"Oh." Seemingly aware that she had a large appetite, Saori glanced at the small plates of beef on the shelf next to her, then looked at the club members who were with her, pursed her lips, and said nothing more.

However, her clear eyes were filled with the image of barbecue, and she was frantically swallowing her saliva.

However, once Yokoyama Miyu started brushing oil onto the baking tray, her attempts to swallow stopped working, and saliva involuntarily dripped from the corners of her mouth.

Seeing her talkative manner, just like a gluttonous golden retriever, Yokoyama Miyu ignored her. If Saori were allowed to eat to her heart's content, the club's public funds for the next two days would be used up and still not be enough.

However, she still felt sorry for Saori and thought that she would eat less herself and give Saori an extra plate of meat.

Just as I was thinking this, the waiter next to me suddenly pushed over two more food delivery carts.

Seeing this, Yokoyama Miyu was taken aback. She glanced at the cart full of beef, then looked up at the waiter and said:

"Excuse me, did you deliver the wrong item?"

"No, miss."

The waitress shook her head, her eyes glancing subconsciously at a seat in the corner, before looking at Yokoyama Miyu with a smile and saying:
"You're very lucky. Your table is the 100th table of our restaurant today. This is part of our promotion, and these items are all free and unlimited..."

"?"

A question mark appeared above Yokoyama Miyu's head, followed by the waiter's words:
"There will be free drinks and food afterwards, please wait a moment, they will be served shortly."

"However, this only applies to your table."

"?"

Yokoyama Miyu opened her mouth, sensing something was off, and couldn't help but ask:
"Really?"

"Uh, yes..."

The waiter met Yokoyama Miyu's gaze and nodded, but inwardly he couldn't help but feel nervous under the pressure of her eyes.

However, before she could give herself away, Hasegawa Saori, who had overheard the conversation, was so excited she almost jumped out of her chair. Her bright eyes sparkled as she wiped the drool from her face and exclaimed excitedly:

"President, can Saori eat a little more this time?"

"Um……"

Yokoyama Miyu nodded, but still had some doubts. She confirmed with the waiter several times and told him that she wouldn't pay if the wrong item was delivered. Only after seeing the waiter nod did she accept the beef from both carts.

However, as Yokoyama Miyu grilled the meat, she looked at the beef on the cart and pondered the waiter's words, feeling puzzled.

Why only at this one table?
And they brought two cars right away, as if they were afraid there wouldn't be enough food, but no normal person would have that kind of appetite, right?

Japanese people typically have small appetites; three plates of beef are enough to make them feel full.

So many are really unreasonable. Aren't you afraid of wasting them?

It seems... they know exactly what Saori's tastes like.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, she turned to look at Saori, only to find her tearing off a plastic bag and secretly using her chopsticks to put bits of grilled meat into it while eating. She couldn't help but say:

"Saori, what are you doing?"

"Well……"

Saori's act of secretly putting meat into the plastic bag was discovered. She blinked like a child who had done something wrong, feigning ignorance:
"Saori... wants to eat it as a midnight snack."

"..."

Yokoyama Miyu and everyone around her were stunned. She opened her mouth, then looked at Saori with a serious expression and said:
"What outrageous things are those?"

"You're not allowed to take it home for a late-night snack. You have a competition tomorrow. If you eat too much tonight, your stomach will hurt. How will you compete tomorrow?"

"Oh……"

Upon hearing this, Saori Hasegawa lowered her head, her large eyes darting around without saying a word.

How can I save money to bring Kiyoya a late-night snack?
As she racked her brains, she heard Yokoyama Miyu ask:
"Saori, you... did Shiratori Seiya come to watch your match?"

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Saori slowly raised her head, her clear eyes staring blankly at Yokoyama Miyu, wondering how she knew.

Seeing this, Yokoyama Miyu understood what was going on and couldn't help but smile wryly:
"He's really worried you won't have enough to eat..."

"?"

Upon hearing this, Saori Hasegawa initially paid no attention, but the next moment she suddenly stopped picking up the meat.

As if she had just thought of something, she stood up abruptly, looked around, and finally fixed her gaze on a corner.

Seeing her sudden movement, Yokoyama Miyu subconsciously followed her gaze.

Seeing the figure sitting in the corner, she thought for a moment, then reached out and tugged at Saori's sleeve:

"Saori, eat first."

Although Yokoyama Miyu was pleased that Shiratori Seiya was willing to have feelings for Saori, he felt that standing Saori up last time was a heinous crime.

What could possibly be more important than weaving?
Especially considering Saori's naivety, Shiratori Seiya is even more despicable; he needs to be put to the test.

You can wait the time it takes to eat a meal, right?
If you don't put yourself through some hardship, you won't know how to cherish it.

Yokoyama Miyu was about to tell Saori some tips on how to control her partner, but she found that she couldn't move her at all.

Saori clearly couldn't wait even a second.

She lifted her long legs, stepped over Yokoyama Miyu, and walked straight towards the corner.

One step, two steps, she walked faster and faster.

"..."

Shiratori Seiya noticed the girl walking towards him and gave a wry smile.

When Saori walked up to him, he took off his sunglasses and smiled:
"I disguised myself so well, yet you still managed to spot it, Saori. You're amazing..."

Before he could finish speaking, Saori Hasegawa pounced on him and pinned him to the bench.

Looking at the boy in front of her, Saori pouted, tears welling in her eyes. She gripped his shoulders tightly, choking back sobs as she said:

"Kiyo, Saori misses you so much..."

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(End of this chapter)