Tokyo Sick Girlfriend

Chapter 84 The Art of War
Shiratori Seiya usually doesn't like to cook, and he only buys food when it's almost empty. He checked and found that he had eight eggs, a large bag of instant noodles, and three frozen steaks left...

His cooking skills were mediocre, but after drinking a large glass of water to relieve the dryness in his throat, he thought for a moment and decided to make some fried noodles.

Saori can't cook, so she's now cosplaying as a door god, standing at the doorway.

Shiratori Seiya scooped out the instant noodles that had been briefly boiled, glanced at her, and said helplessly:

"Your leg is better? Even if you keep an eye on it, it's impossible to get it done right away. Go inside and rest."

"Well……"

The girl hesitated for a moment, her bright eyes fixed on Shiratori Seiya, and then she stammered:

"Well, the book says that looking at plums can quench thirst..."

As she spoke, she swallowed.

Upon hearing this, Shiratori Seiya paused in his actions and glanced at Saori with some surprise.

"It's quite the right way to use it."

He muttered something to himself, then asked:

Have you been reading lately?

To be honest, my impression of Saori is still from when I was in the first year of high school. I have no idea what she has been doing in recent years, and I know nothing about her university life.

"Ah."

What kinds of books do you read?

"The Art of War in the World"

"what?"

Shiratori Seiya frowned, looked at her with a puzzled expression, and couldn't help but ask:
Why are you looking at this?

He had also looked into the book Saori mentioned; it was almost the same book as Sun Tzu's Art of War from his previous life, but it seemed to incorporate the Thirty-Six Stratagems as well.

"Hmm, the coach said it would be helpful for the competition..."

Upon hearing this, Shiratori Seizai hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

To be honest, I don't know what the point is. The situation on the kendo field is ever-changing, and you basically don't have time to think. True masters decide the outcome in just 0.1 seconds.

He felt that for Saori, spending time studying and thinking was less worthwhile than practicing Sujin a bit more.

The path she should take is to overcome all laws with force.

However, after thinking about it, he still said:

"Reading books is always a good thing."

It's rare that she's interested in reading, even though she couldn't even get through her Chinese textbooks in junior and senior high school.

"But will you be able to understand it?"

Upon hearing this, Saori scratched her head and hesitated, saying:
"Hmm... Kiyoya likes Chinese culture, and Saori wants to like it too..."

This idiot...

Shiratori Seiya felt a warmth in his heart, turned around, and touched her brow with his wet index finger, saying:

"Then you should like yourself more."

Upon hearing this, the girl paused for a moment, then burst into a silly grin.

"Go inside and rest, you should be fine in a little while."

"Oh."

Saori responded. Shiratori Seiya thought she had left, so he poked at the thawing steak with his chopsticks, but when he turned around, he saw that she was still standing there.

Seeing the boy's furrowed brow, she pursed her lips, lowered her head, and murmured like a child who had done something wrong:
"Um... Saori turned off her phone because she was worried about disturbing Kiyoya's rest..."

This is what I was talking about.

He had already thought of it when he was looking at his phone, and to be honest, he didn't want to answer.

Even if she didn't answer, she knew what her aunt wanted to say. She had already accepted Xiyin as her daughter-in-law, and seeing that she had encountered such a big problem, she would definitely want to ask her how she was doing, and probably also wanted her to take care of her.

But to be honest, what's done is done, and the outcome is already set. The only thing I can do for Hojo Shione is to help her pay the compensation.

If, as Lingyin said, this was a situation she designed herself, then she should have already devised a strategy to deal with it.

After a good night's sleep, Shiratori Seiya felt much clearer-headed. The emotions of gratitude and guilt he had felt at the time had lessened considerably, and the thought of her actually doing it...

I think she's both stupid and makes me feel uncomfortable.

That's why I just told Saori that she absolutely must not do anything to hurt herself.

However, after what happened with Xiyin, he felt the importance of making money even more.

If I had money, this whole mess wouldn't be a problem at all. I could control the situation myself. I have plenty of ways to deal with both Shion and Saori.

Now, the most important things are making money and improving Mio's acting skills...

Thinking about these things, his face couldn't help but turn ugly.

Saori saw this and her heart skipped a beat. She quickly grabbed his arm and said:
"I'm sorry, Seiya, don't be angry... Saori was wrong..." Shiratori Seiya realized what was happening and, seeing her on the verge of tears, couldn't help but feel that she was being a little too cautious.

Even when she was hit in the face with a bamboo sword, she didn't flinch. Why would she cry over something like this?

He smiled and comforted her:
"If you didn't answer the phone, you didn't answer it. You can just call back later. There's no need to be upset about it."

Upon hearing this, Saori's expression softened somewhat, but she still bit her lip, a conflicted look on her face, and said:
"But, but, that was a call from my aunt, is that okay?"

"Just call back later."

"Oh."

Saori paused, her furrowed brows still furrowed, and a look of worry appeared in her eyes as she said:

"Will Auntie like Saori?"

Shiratori Seiya never expected Saori to ask such a question.

When did she start thinking about these things?

“If Aunt doesn’t like Saori, wouldn’t that put Kiyoya in a difficult position? Saori doesn’t want to put Kiyoya in a difficult position…”

How should we evaluate yarn weaving?
Slow-witted, clumsy, always a step behind in everything she does, it seems that the delicate thoughts of a girl simply don't exist in her.

She seemed to be mostly dazed and silly, which is why Shiratori Seiya once thought that she didn't seem to understand what liking or being in love was at all.

So when we broke up, I didn't feel guilty at all. I felt that for me, it was just like a good friend parting ways.

It wasn't until I saw her show that side of herself at the kendo club last time, and listened to her talk about the past, that I realized she had never truly let go.

Even knowing that she hadn't let go, he still doubted whether she could continue to like him.

But the more I get to know her lately, the more I realize that she seems to be slowly changing from the person I remembered...

Seeing that Shiratori Seiya remained silent, Saori extended her index finger and gently poked at his chest.

"Saori is going to marry Kiyomiya."

Shiratori Seiya snapped out of his reverie, lowered his head, reached out and grasped her slender index finger, thought for a moment, and asked in return:

"Saori, what if your aunt and uncle don't like me? What will Saori do then?"

"If my aunt and uncle don't like me, Saori will be in a difficult position, won't she?"

"Eh? This..."

Seemingly completely unprepared for Shiratori Seiya's question, Saori stood frozen in place, as if she had encountered an extremely difficult problem.

Seeing this, Shiratori Seiya smiled and urged her to go back to the living room and think it over.

However, just as he turned around and used kitchen paper to wipe the water off the steak in preparation for frying it, he heard Saori suddenly say:

"Then let's get married because of the pregnancy."

"If Saori and Kiyoya secretly have a child first, no one can object, right?"

"..."

Startled by her words, Shiratori Seiya forgot to pull his hand out of the oil pan, and the splashed oil hit his arm, causing him a sharp pain.

After realizing what had happened, he quickly gave Saori a lecture, telling her that she should never joke about something like this.

Saori seemed to have something else to say, but Shiratori Seiya quickly pushed her out of the kitchen.

Nearly twenty minutes later, Shiratori Seiya came out of the kitchen carrying a bowl and a plate of fried noodles and placed the bowl in front of Saori.

Smelling the enticing aroma, Saori swallowed hard, wiggling her bottom in the chair as she stared longingly at Shiratori Seiya.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, and realizing that she probably hadn't eaten since noon, Shiratori Seiya smiled and said:
"Okay, let's eat."

"I'm going to start."

While Saori was enjoying her meal, Shiratori Seiya brought over the photography books and scripts he had bought earlier.

This has almost become a habit for him; when eating at home, he likes to look at knowledge points while eating.

At first, I wasn't used to it, but after a while, it's actually similar to eating while watching short videos.

Saori ate very quickly, finishing half a bowl of fried noodles in just a few minutes. She licked the grease from her lips, looked at the book Shiratori Seiya was reading, and asked:
"Does Kiyozai want to be a director?"

"Ah, um."

He should actually be the producer, but he probably doesn't see it that way in Saori's eyes, so he didn't intend to go into details.

"Oh, so can Saori be an actress?"

Hearing her ask that, Shiratori Seiya glanced at her, smiled, and shook his head, saying:
"I can't do it. Everyone has their own expertise. Saori's talent lies in swordsmanship."

"Oh."

Saori responded, then picked up the water beside her, took a sip, and sighed, looking down at her stomach.
"But if you do kendo... you won't even have enough to eat."

"If you were an actor, you could definitely make a lot of money, right?"

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(End of this chapter)