Tokyo: Becoming the Perfect Male God Starting with a Rented Boyfriend

At this point, Yuko Tsukimi sighed softly.

"Actually, I know that Sakura's appearance is very eye-catching, and we are not a prominent family, so we can't provide her with proper protection."

"I once asked a girl to look after her, and that girl really did a great job. Sakura's ability to live a peaceful life to this day is largely thanks to her."

"But in the end, that child is just a weak girl. There are some things she is powerless to do, and there are even risks to her own life. I am often very uneasy..."

"..."

Yuko Tsukimi paused, then laughed twice. "I'm sorry, Miyazawa-kun, I said something meaningless."

"No, it won't." Miyazawa Itsuki shook his head.

Yuko Tsukimi deeply loves her daughter and is also a kind person; she wouldn't think these words are meaningless. That's what family love is all about.

"Actually, I have a request that I cannot make." Yuko Tsukimi sighed, bowed deeply, and sat up straight to greet him.

"Even if you two aren't in a romantic relationship, I hope that Miyazawa-kun could... take a little care of Sakura at school, and help her out as her inadequate mother when she encounters difficulties she can't handle. I know this request is..."

"Can."

"What?" Yuko Tsukimi was stunned.

"It's just a little help, right?" Miyazawa Itsuki said. "It's normal for neighbors to help each other, and I'll also ask Tsukimi to take care of me."

"...Miyazawa-kun, you really are..."

Tears welled up in Yuko Tsukimi's eyes; she was truly a woman prone to tears.

"You don't need to be so polite. In my hometown, neighbors support each other. Humans are social animals after all, and no one can live without the help of others."

He was just looking after the neighbor's child; he had done similar things before.

"Thank you, Miyazawa-kun, I really don't know how to thank you enough." Yuko Tsukimi was deeply moved.

Miyazawa Itsuki gave a helpless smile. At the same time, the kitchen partition door opened, and Tsukimi Sakuna, wearing rubber gloves, brought the stew to the table.

"Dinner is ready."

Looking at Yuko Tsukimi's moved expression, she sighed:

"I'm sorry, Miyazawa-kun. If my mother said anything strange to you just now, please don't mind it. That's just the kind of person she is."

"No, I find chatting with Mrs. Tsukimi very interesting."

Tsukimi Sakuna's gaze lingered on Miyazawa Itsuki's face for a moment, then turned to her mother, who was grinning foolishly, her tone somewhat weary:

"I'm glad you think that way. Anyway, don't take what your mother says too seriously. Just talk to me if anything comes up."

Tsukimi Sakuna gently placed the cutlery in front of Miyazawa Itsuki.

Tsukimi Sakuna's dish consisted of a stew made with radish, potatoes, and chicken, along with miso soup, omelet rice, and a small dish of pickled vegetables. It was a very typical Japanese dinner.

With its bright colors and rich aroma, it's hard not to make your mouth water.

The omelet rice is perfectly shaped; it could easily be used as a promotional image for a family restaurant.

"Wow, that's amazing!" Miyazawa Itsuki said sincerely. "It looks absolutely delicious."

Tsukimi Sakuna smiled sheepishly: "It's just a simple meal, nothing special, but I hope it suits Miyazawa-kun's taste."

……

"I'm starting." *3

With the classic gesture of hands clasped together, Miyazawa Itsuki and his two companions began their belated dinner.

Miyazawa cut open the top of the omelet rice, and the egg liquid flowed evenly over the rice, soaking it into a golden yellow color.

He scooped it up with a spoon and put it in his mouth.

"!"

Miyazawa Itsuki's eyes widened slightly.

I was genuinely surprised.

In his previous life, he had eaten Japanese food before and visited Michelin-starred restaurants more than once.

He has tasted almost all kinds of high-end Japanese cuisine, but none of the dishes have ever given him this feeling.

Such simple and delicious food requires no fancy ingredients or elaborate plating.

It's simply delicious, making you want to keep eating.

The same applies to stews; the seasoning is not strong, but the flavor of the ingredients is brought out, making them unforgettable.

"To be honest, this is the best Japanese food I've ever had," said Miyazawa Itsuki.

"That's an exaggeration, it's just ordinary food."

"Sakuna, you should have confidence in your cooking," Yuuko Tsukimi said with a smile. "Speaking of which, this is the first time Sakuna has ever cooked for a boy. I remember you said when you were little that you only planned to cook for your future husband?"

"Huh?" Miyazawa Itsuki's hand holding the spoon froze.

Is this some kind of Red Wolf fried rice? Should he stop eating it?

"Really, Mom, don't say things that are easy to misunderstand." Tsukimi Sakuna puffed out her cheeks. "That was so many years ago. Now, in my eyes, cooking is just cooking, nothing more."

"...Please eat your meal properly, Mom, and stop teasing me and Miyazawa. I'm your daughter, so it doesn't bother you, but Miyazawa must be really bothered by it, right?"

His gaze shifted to Miyazawa Itsuki, who coughed twice and picked up his spoon: "Yes, let's eat, let's eat."

……

The dinner ended smoothly in a subtle atmosphere.

During this time, Yuko Tsukimi did not say anything strange again.

After Sakura finished cleaning up the dishes, Miyazawa Itsuki prepared to leave.

"Thank you very much for your hospitality today. Since it's getting late, I won't bother you any longer, so I'll head back now."

"Okay, Miyazawa-kun, take care."

"Miyazawa-kun, you can come anytime from now on."

After politely bidding farewell to Tsukimi and her daughter, Miyazawa Itsuki returned to his room.

He draped his coat over the chair, patted his stomach, and seemed quite content.

It had been a long time since he had eaten a hot meal cooked for him by someone else.

Even if it only happens once, it's still a precious memory.

After a quick shower, Miyazawa Itsuki sat on the bed and habitually opened the control panel to take a look.

【Knife Skill (LV2) 20/600】

I gained five experience points.

Although it doesn't seem like much, it's just a matter of chopping two vegetables.

The panel's requirements for gaining experience points are not based on the time spent using skills, but rather on specific "tasks".

Using your knife skills to prepare dinner for the Tsukimi family is considered an achievement, and you'll earn corresponding experience points.

If he were to chop vegetables now, it would also be considered a problem.

However, the definition is rather vague. Whether using knife skills on different people consecutively is considered as one thing or multiple things is judged arbitrarily by the panel.

But none of that matters, because there is a daily cap on skill experience gain on the panel.

Once you exceed that limit, the difficulty of gaining experience will increase infinitely.

A skill can reach its daily limit with just a couple of uses.

Therefore, there's no need to rack your brains to figure out how to quickly level up your skills.

To upgrade a newly acquired LV1 skill to LV2, assuming you max out the experience cap every day, it would take approximately three months.

It takes six months for someone at level 2 to reach level 3.

The earliest LV2 skill that Miyazawa Itsuki redeemed was speed memorization, and five months have passed since then.

It'll be soon.

As for the other LV2 skills...

Calligraphy and baking are upgraded from LV1, while knife skills and driving are obtained through later rewards.

It's still a long way from being upgraded.

What concerned him most was that the panel clearly stated that an update would be performed after he obtained his first LV3 skill.

A new mechanism will be added at that time, but what it will be is still unknown.

"What kind of changes will elite-level skills bring?"

Miyazawa Itsuki put down the study guide; his shorthand experience points were already maxed out.

He lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

We'll find out soon.