Tokyo: About My Yandere Girlfriend

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Arisu and Asamura sat together on a public bench in the park, and the opened envelope was placed aside.

After more than 20 days of work, the total salary for this part-time job is:

Eighty-one thousand yen.

Yeah.

This is what work feels like.

"My salary is 85,000 yen, Arisu, how much is yours?"

Hanako Asamura had a happy expression on her face. It seems that she is very satisfied with her salary.

"I want 4,000 yen less than Asamura."

Because I am a student, the length of my part-time job is restricted by law, and compared to regular workers, the salary is not at the same level at all.

But this is enough.

Half a month's salary is about 60,000 yen, so you can get an additional 120,000 yen in income per month.

It is now the end of September and March is the graduation season, so the time I can spend on part-time work from then on is about six months.

Roughly speaking -

The amount of money saved is about 800,000 yen.

Although the cost of university is much more than this amount, considering that she will be able to continue working part-time, Nanami doesn't need to worry about tuition and living expenses.

It's great to be able to share Nanami's worries.

"Sugar-chan, would you like some coffee? It's my treat."

It was a rare moment when Asamura took the initiative, and Arisu was slightly surprised by this.

It's really... unexpected.

"But Asamura's financial situation is obviously tight, right? Is it really okay to treat us?"

"No problem. Since I work at a convenience store, I can take home the unsold expiring bento boxes. This has saved me a lot of money."

Everyone working in the convenience store had actually known about Asamura's financial difficulties for a long time, so they would deliberately leave the leftover lunch boxes for her. This suggestion was made by a senior on the night shift and was unanimously agreed by everyone.

The only person who was kept in the dark was Asamura.

Even the store manager will deliberately favor this guy, so that he can get away with it when facing customer complaints.

"Really? If Asamura insists on treating us, I have no objection. After all, this is something that will benefit me."

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click -

After the vending machine shook for a while, when Asamura saw the empty delivery port, he bent down and stretched out his hand as hard as he could, looking extremely clumsy.

"How could it be...it's stuck..."

The work clothes, which were obviously one size too large, dragged on the ground, but she had no intention of caring at all.

Is this guy... a fool?

"Leave it to me. I have experience in dealing with this kind of situation."

This is not the first time I have experienced this situation.

Including the one time at school, this is the second time.

As if he had guessed what Arisu would do next, Asamura reacted quickly and immediately shrank behind her.

Take a deep breath—

Arisu put the weight of his body on his right foot.

Just before she was about to exert force, there was a "click" sound, and the coffee stuck in the delivery port rolled down.

"...Oh, this guy is quite sensible. This makes things much simpler."

Arisu leaned down, and out of the corner of his eye he noticed Asamura looking over here with an envious look.

"Asamura, aren't you going to have some coffee?"

"No... We should save as much as possible in these areas."

"Really? Then just let me treat you."

"Eh?"

The vending machine shook.

Arisu handed over another can of coffee.

"Stupid Sugar... Now we're even..."

"It's okay, we're friends after all."

Asamura raised his hands to wipe the corners of his eyes, as if he would lose control and cry in the next second.

This guy...he was still in a strong attitude when he was arguing with Hachiman before.

"Take it. My hands are getting sore."

"Um...thank you."

It is said that Asamura lived alone for a long time.

Thanks to special funding from the government and caring people, she was able to enjoy campus life like her peers.

Although life was difficult, they could still survive in the bustling city of Tokyo.

"It would bother me if Asamura started crying."

Arisu looked at Asamura who was wiping the corners of his eyes vigorously, and didn't understand why this guy had such a violent reaction.

Obviously, it has only reached such an insignificant level.

This guy is so self-satisfied, what an idiot.

Arisu tilted his cheek.

"I'm sorry...I'm always like this. I can't control my emotions."

"...Asamura, you are very weak, so you need to develop your strong side, otherwise you will cry more often in the future."

If he was scolded for making a mistake, this guy would definitely cry uncontrollably.

Not to mention being fired or being treated harshly by some guests.

Arisu has already clearly discovered this.

When faced with some difficulties, Asamura's only way of dealing with them is to apologize most of the time. This solution is really funny.

"Anyway, I'm back. Asamura should go back early too."

Arisu turned around, raised his right hand and waved it symbolically, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly felt the corner of his clothes being pulled.

Turning around, what appeared in front of me was Asamura's face, which looked like he was forcing a smile.

"I...I'm so glad to meet Sugar-chan. It's so great to be friends with Sugar."

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On the way back, the words Asamura mentioned kept repeating in his mind.

That guy thinks so...

He obviously only treated her as an insignificant tool, and only because getting closer to her would make him more in line with Nanami's perfect image.

That guy... is a little too naive.

He said such things so easily, and was completely unaware that he was being used.

I always feel...

This practice...is so uncomfortable.

This situation continued until we arrived at the apartment building where we lived.

Arriving at the door with the nameplate "Nanami", Arisu held his cheeks with both hands, rubbed his cheeks vigorously, then raised his right hand and knocked on the door.

No matter what thoughts arise in your mind, Nanami should not be affected by the same thing.

It is best to hide the negative emotions in your heart.

To become the perfect girlfriend in Nanami's heart.

The waiting time lasted for a few seconds, and when he heard the hurried footsteps in the room, Arisu's face became solemn.

This voice...

"Welcome back, Arisu-senpai."

The door is opened.

The person who appeared behind the door.

——Yukiko Asami.

Chapter 222 Every Day is a 'Hot Love Period'

"Good evening, Arisu-senpai."

The door is opened.