Tokyo: My Girlfriend

Two cell phones, now switched off, lay quietly on the bedside table.

Everything seemed peaceful and serene. From our chance encounter three years ago to our three-year online relationship, we met in person and fell in love at first sight. Everything was so natural.

On the bed, Haruhi Hina held his strong back tightly, kissing him and smelling his face and skin as he worked hard.

When the two souls arrived in that dreamlike world, Haruhi Hina's fingers scratched his back with a little force, leaving a small mark.

By the time I came to my senses, it was already past midnight.

Haruhi Hina lay back on Kitagawa Shinichi's arm, savoring the memory: "Won't it go numb if I rest my head on it like this?"

Shinichi Kitagawa shook his head: "It's not that easy to go numb. It's only possible if you sleep on it all night."

Haruhi Hina turned to the side with a grin, pointing her finger at Kitagawa Shinichi's lips: "What if my sister wanted to rest her head on Shinichi's arm all night? Would you agree?"

"If Hina were to say it, I would find it really hard to refuse."

Haruhi Hina sat up with a smile, and Kitagawa Shinichi wondered what she was going to do.

The other person pulled the blanket to cover their body, took out a lipstick from their bag, opened the cap, and unscrewed the lipstick refill.

After applying the lipstick evenly to his tempting lips, he bit down on Shinichi Kitagawa's neck again and sucked out a strawberry with lipstick marks on it.

Satisfied, she said, "This is like my personal stamp on Shin-il. Shin-il, don't be a womanizer in the future." She added with a worried look, "Otherwise, my sister will be very sad."

Shinichi Kitagawa gently stroked the other's rosy lips with his hand: "With a girlfriend like Hina, would any man really be willing to be unfaithful?"

Haruhi Hina happily snuggled up to him and hugged him: "Don't lie. Shinichi was the first person my sister ever liked, and Shinichi was too, right? I hope we can stay together forever."

Their lips gradually met again.

After another tender moment, the two talked a lot, including Haruhi Hina mentioning that the publishing house seemed to be holding some kind of novel competition recently.

I've already signed up; I wonder if I'll become a little famous.

Shinichi Kitagawa understood that this should be the opportunity for the other party to improve. Based on his previous observations, every time he helped Haruna improve, the system would stop at a major milestone before giving him a reward.

Haruna's experience points are currently at the stage where she is about to break through her bottleneck. If she wins this competition, she will surely be able to successfully advance to the next stage.

The two slept soundly in the middle of the night, and Shinichi Kitagawa smelled the extremely pleasant scent of her hair.

That was truly the unique aroma of spring day sunflower.

The next day at noon, the two of them looked at each other after getting up, and couldn't resist doing it again.

The box of condoms was used up just like that.

Haruhi Hina was shocked when she saw the empty box. Sitting on the bed, she covered her mouth and said, "Won't this be bad for Shinichi's health? Was I a little too cocky?"

After all, the number of condoms is not accurate.

Because there are preludes and such, the actual number of times is far more than imagined.

As Kitagawa Shin got up and started getting dressed, Haruhi Hina suggested, "How about we go downstairs for a nourishing hot pot? Otherwise, I'll feel a little guilty."

Kitagawa Shinichi was wondering where he could buy that kind of thing in the morning.

But they nodded anyway and went downstairs to have breakfast together.

After the frank conversation, Haruhi Hina didn't say she had changed much, except that she became a little more clingy.

When it was time to part, Haruhi Hina was clearly reluctant to leave, but she still acted like an older sister, making a fist near her red lips and coughing mischievously, giving a warning:

"Although we can still meet next week, there is a five-day cooling-off period each week. During this time, you are not allowed to talk too much to girls. You also need to be careful when interacting with girls and not flirt with them. Always remember that you have a girlfriend."

Shinichi Kitagawa smiled and nodded: "Anything else?"

Haruhi Hina thought for a moment, then smiled and poked the hickey under his clothes with her slender finger: "And if anyone asks, just say it was a mosquito bite."

"Where would a mosquito be this big? But I know, then Haruna, you can use that excuse too."

Haruhi Hina took out a small mirror and looked at her neck. She had several marks on her neck from Kitagawa Shinichi's kisses, which were difficult to cover up.

She covered her neck, her cheeks puffed out in anger.

"So many... Shin-ichi really didn't let me off the hook last night."

The two waved goodbye at the station.

Shinichi Kitagawa: "See you next week! If you encounter any difficulties with the novel, remember to let me know."

Haruhi Hina turned around with a grin: "Shinichi, even if you don't say it, I can make it too. I'm such a clingy person." She winked at him.

After seeing Hina off, Shinichi Kitagawa took out his phone and realized it wasn't turned on. He pressed and held the power button until the screen lit up.

His eyes widened involuntarily.

Hundreds of messages and phone calls suddenly flooded the screen.

The intense emotions were practically overflowing from the screen.

After a several-hour train ride, Shinichi Kitagawa arrived home. Standing at his doorstep, he was carrying the things he had bought for Rena Kitagawa.

I let out a long sigh and opened the door.

The deathly silence in the living room suddenly made the atmosphere heavy.

A girl with long, silver-white hair, wearing a white dress, knelt alone in front of the dining table in the living room, on which was laid out a table full of delicious dishes.

The dishes were clearly cold; she had waited all night for someone.

Hearing the door open, the girl's empty eyes slowly focused, and she slowly raised her head. When she saw who it was, her dazed pupils regained their focus, but the emotion was no longer calm. Instead, it was a mixture of jealousy and resentment that overflowed from her small body.

The faint dark circles under his eyes aggravated his emotions.

"Why didn't you reply to my messages yesterday? Where have you been these past two days?"

Kitagawa Shinichi felt a sense of déjà vu about his current state, as if it were a period of emotion he experienced in junior high school.

He closed the door, trying to appear calm and to calm the other person as well, and smiled:

"Didn't I tell you yesterday that I went out to play? I went to the Nasu region. Here, I bought you some things there, all your favorite foods."

Why is the phone off?

"Something came up, and I forgot to turn my phone on."

Rena Kitagawa didn't even glance at those things, her eyes fixed on Shinichi Kitagawa: "Who are you hanging out with? Boys?"

Shinichi Kitagawa didn't lie: "She's a girl, didn't you know that, Haruna-nee?"

"Hina..." Kitagawa Rena tilted her head back and stared intently at him: "Didn't you say you and she were dead after meeting in public? Why are you meeting her again?"

"What do you mean, 'it's doomed after meeting in person'? What are you talking about? My meeting with her went very smoothly, and we're already together..."

Before she could finish speaking, Rena Kitagawa flipped the table, pushing all the food and other items Shinichi Kitagawa had bought under it.

It scattered all over the ground with a clatter.

The cooled soup was also flowing murkyly on the ground.

Shinichi Kitagawa frowned.

"Reina."

Reina Kitagawa's pupils were bloodshot, and her eyes were moist: "Liar..."

She got up to go back to her bedroom, but perhaps because she had been waiting there all night, her legs were already numb without her realizing it.

She almost fell when she got up, and when Shinichi Kitagawa went to help her, she pushed him away.

My trembling eyes inadvertently caught sight of the hickeys on Shinichi Kitagawa's neck.

Desperate tears streamed down her cheeks, rushing into the bedroom, where she slammed the door shut.

Shinichi Kitagawa frowned as he looked at the messy floor and walked to her bedroom door, knocking on it. "Rena, don't worry, even if I have a girlfriend, I won't abandon you. You're my sister."

In the bedroom, Rena Kitagawa squatted on the floor, hugging her thighs with both hands, burying her head in her knees and sobbing softly.