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

Chapter 82 The Fallen Saintess

Tsukimi Sakuna stared blankly at the girl's retreating figure, her long golden hair swaying in the wind.

At the last moment, Naomi Asahina's face was full of vulnerability, and her eyes were red.

What happened this weekend?

Tsukimi Sakura felt as if something in her chest cavity was shattering.

Is that so?

I understand now.

She and Miyazawa-kun are a couple.

Miyazawa declined his invitation so he could spend time with his girlfriend.

It's not surprising that he changed his coat since it was a date with his girlfriend.

After all, they have a close relationship.

It turns out that Miyazawa-kun's girlfriend is such a beautiful girl.

As her boyfriend, of course I'll cherish her.

It is only natural to decline an invitation from a mere neighbor.

Think for a second.

If I were Miyazawa's girlfriend, I would ignore everyone else in the world and only want to be with him.

Tsukimi Sakura's face was pale.

Now, wouldn't I be the woman who hinders Miyazawa-kun's happiness?

To become—the third party affecting Miyazawa-kun's feelings?

No—that's not right.

That wasn't her true feeling; she just wanted to create a happy future with Miyazawa-kun and never intended to hinder his happiness.

Tsukimi Sakuna held the handbag, her pupils trembling with unwavering determination.

She could see clearly that inside were fever-reducing patches, cold medicine, energy jelly suitable for patients, and instant porridge, among other items.

It comes with handouts with notes and a signed form from the school.

Clearly, this is not the kind of visitation the class monitor would give to ordinary classmates.

As a girlfriend, it would be perfectly reasonable.

Everything makes sense.

Sakura Tsukimi slowly turned around.

Back in the room.

Miyazawa Itsuki had already gotten up and was standing not far from her.

"Did someone just come by?"

He vaguely heard a conversation outside the door; the voice was delicate and likely that of a woman.

Moreover, it sounds somewhat familiar.

Her Highness gently placed the eco-friendly bag on the table.

"Asahi-kun just came to visit, left his things, and then left."

Miyazawa Itsuki's expression changed slightly.

Naomi Asahina came by?!

Oops.

Does that mean she saw Tsukimi Sakura in her own house?

The aloof and unattainable saintess was seen at a male classmate's house.

This kind of information.

This will most likely lead to some kind of misunderstanding.

If strange rumors were to spread, it would cause trouble for Tsukimi Sakura and make it difficult for her to have peace of mind.

"—There will be a misunderstanding."

Tsukimi Sakura also said the same thing.

"Should Miyazawa-kun contact her soon? I'll also clarify things with her; we don't have that kind of relationship."

The girl's voice was soft.

It hurts so much — even though I don't want to say it.

But it's still necessary—otherwise, Miyazawa-kun will be very troubled.

As long as Miyazawa-kun is happy, that's all that matters. Isn't it precisely because I love seeing him smile that I'm doing all this?

Treat your feelings as an illusion.

Tsukimi Sakura felt a lump in her throat and sensed tears welling up in her eyes.

No—it still doesn't work.

I'm not that strong.

I just realized what first love felt like, and then I got dumped.

I've never experienced this before, and I was easily defeated.

She heard Miyazawa Itsuki say that.

"It definitely needs to be explained clearly; hopefully, there won't be any misunderstandings."

hehe----

How loving they are.

Please clarify this promptly, Miyazawa-kun.

Otherwise, the relationship might develop cracks.

If Miyazawa-kun unfortunately breaks up.

I cannot guarantee what cunning actions I might take.

Before things can be salvaged.

Let me give up.

Miyazawa Itsuki took out his personal phone, opened LINE, and then realized that he hadn't added Asahina Naomi.

I had no choice but to find the other person through the class group and send them a private message.

[Trust rejection]

Ah, I guess it's because she's been harassed by too many people in the past, so Asahina Mimi has set it so that non-friends can't send her private messages.

Miyazawa Itsuki sighed.

Seeing his expression, and with the [Unable to send] notification on the screen, Tsukimi Sakura noticed.

I realized it very quickly.

Has Miyazawa-kun been blocked?

Sure enough, it's a sign of wavering feelings.

A secret thrill suddenly welled up inside me, even though it was clearly not allowed.

Tsukimi Sakuna said, "I'll go explain to Asahi-kun. If we catch up now, it might still be in time."

Miyazawa Itsuki shook his head.

"No need, Tsukimi-kun, that will only complicate things further."

"Tomorrow, I will go back to school and explain things to her. There shouldn't be any problems."

Naomi Asahina is not the kind of child who likes to spread rumors.

Even if she is surprised and wonders about the connection between Tsukimi Sakuna and Miyazawa Itsuki, she will keep it a secret.

"I might need to reveal a little information about Tsukimi, like explaining to her that we're neighbors. Is that alright?"

"Yes, it's okay."

Tsukimi Sakura gave a faint, lifeless smile.

Miyazawa Itsuki breathed a sigh of relief.

While pressing his temples, he pondered how to explain the matter simply and clearly tomorrow.

Open the reusable bag.

Miyazawa Itsuki clicked his tongue slightly.

Naomi Asahina gave quite a few things.

Moreover, both medical supplies and food are relatively expensive.

Do models earn that much? Or, is it worth investing so much effort to visit a regular friend?

I thought it was just a superficial friendship, but I didn't expect Naomi to be serious.

He underestimated the views of hot girls on friendship.

Miyazawa silently thanked the other party.

Return the peach.

I will treat you as a true friend, Naomi.

He didn't notice that Tsukimi Sakura was standing beside him, observing him with a mysterious gaze.

Miyazawa's gaze upon the gift was so gentle. There was even a hint of a smile.

They have such a harmonious relationship.

"ah----"

In a relationship where both parties are in love, there is no room for others to interfere.

Tsukimi Sakura's fingers gripped the hem of her uniform skirt tightly.

No way—I simply can't stand it.

Observing the details of their affection, I can't guarantee I won't lose control of my emotions.

She'd probably cry, that would be awful.

Miyazawa-kun would never like me like this.

"That—Miyazawa-kun."

The girl suppressed a trembling voice.

"I suddenly remembered I have some things to take care of, so I'll head back now. Call me if you need anything."

"Okay, sure."

Miyazawa Itsuki had no suspicions.

"Thank you so much, Tsukimi-kun, for taking such good care of me. You even made me some porridge, which was delicious. I feel so much more energetic now."

Sakura Tsukimi forced a smile.

"Miyazawa-kun—I'm glad I don't dislike him."

Ugh—really.

Since you already have a girlfriend, why are you still being so gentle with me?

They praised me as usual and smiled at me.

There will be no turning back.

The inner emotions are fighting against universal values.

Tsukimi Sakura managed to move her feet and arrived at the door of Miyazawa Itsuki's rented room.

The gate was closed.

She stared blankly at the sky.

It's okay, everything will be alright.

It's just a breakup. It's not a big deal.