Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

"Ok?"

"Don't take risks alone again next time." Meeting Shimada Sho's gaze, she said softly, "I'll worry."

The voice wasn't loud, but the eyes behind the glasses looked straight at him, devoid of the usual cunning and probing, only an indescribable seriousness.

Shimada Sho opened his mouth, then finally nodded: "Understood."

Yuki Ayase's expression relaxed, and she smiled, her eyes crinkling.

"Then I'll go first."

She waved to Shimada Sho and turned to walk towards the parking lot.

After taking a few steps, she turned back and added in a light voice, "Xiang-jun, don't forget what you promised me."

"...I haven't forgotten."

Shimada Sho watched her figure disappear at the parking lot entrance before starting to walk out of the hospital.

Thinking back on what happened these past two days, I still find it somewhat unbelievable.

And so, by a twist of fate, he had a deeper connection with Yuki Ayase.

He and Yuki Ayase didn't know each other before.

So what exactly is this woman after?

"Never mind." Shimada Sho shook his head.

He won't waste his brain cells on things he can't figure out.

You'll find out eventually.

After leaving the street where the hospital is located, turn left and you'll see a shopping mall in the distance.

Without saying a word, Shimada Sho walked over and went straight to the men's clothing section on the second floor.

Yesterday, my black hoodie was torn to shreds in the brawl; the sleeve had a long tear, and the back was stained with someone's blood.

Although Yuki Ayase helped me put it in a bag last night, it's no longer wearable.

He picked out a similar black hooded sweatshirt and bought two light jackets for the changing season.

As I passed by the pharmacy section, I grabbed a box of skin-colored bandages.

After paying, Shimada Sho tore off the ordinary band-aid on his face and changed into a skin-colored one in front of the small mirror next to the cashier.

After looking at myself in the mirror and making sure that the scab on the corner of my mouth, which hadn't completely faded, was completely covered, I left the mall.

A few more messages appeared on my phone.

[Sister: Mom said she made chicken soup.]

[Sister: If you're not back by noon, I'm going to throw it away.]

Shimada Sho smiled when he saw the message, stuffed his newly bought clothes into his backpack, and boarded the bus toward Nakano Ward.

Today is Monday, and classes should have already started at this time.

However, the school arranged a surprise quiz for the whole school today, and the exam was scheduled for the afternoon.

Therefore, this period in the morning is free.

Shimada Sho could go and see Aunt Shimahana to put her mind at ease.

Arriving at the old apartment building he had visited just two days ago, Shimada Sho climbed the stairs to the third floor and stopped in front of the door at the end of the corridor.

Thinking of Yuzuki and Aunt Shimahana behind the door, he took a deep breath and pressed the doorbell.

The next second, the sound of thumping footsteps came from inside.

A moment later, the door was suddenly pulled open.

Hoshino Yuuki, wearing a loose white T-shirt, appeared at the door, looking out anxiously.

Upon seeing Shimada Sho, his expression immediately turned cold.

Her gaze swept over Shimada Sho's face first, then fell on the skin-colored bandage on the corner of his mouth, and her brows furrowed.

What happened to your face?

"I fell off my bike."

"Who are you kidding?" Hoshino Yuzuki reached out to peel off the band-aid.

Shimada Sho turned his head to avoid it: "It really was from a fall."

"You can get this badly injured from a fall?" Hoshino Yuuki didn't believe it, her gaze then falling on the band-aid on the back of his hand. "You hurt your hand too?"

We fell together.

Hoshino Yuuki stared at him for a few seconds.

But in the end, he didn't say much, silently bent down, and took a pair of men's slippers from the shoe cabinet next to him.

"Come in, Mom is in the kitchen."

Shimada Sho changed into slippers and followed him inside, looking around.

Last time I came, I was busy dealing with house issues and didn't get a good look at it.

Upon closer inspection, I noticed that the house is quite small.

The apartment has a one-bedroom layout, and the living room is filled with several unopened cardboard boxes containing miscellaneous items.

Looking at the interior, the curtains and the sofa are old.

But compared to the mess when we first arrived, it now barely resembles a home.

"Xiao Xiang is here?"

Runa Shimahana's voice came from the kitchen.

A short while later, she came out carrying a pot of soup.

Shima Hana Runa wore an apron, her long hair was tied back, and she had a gentle smile on her face.

When she saw Shimada Sho, her eyes lit up for a moment, but worry quickly returned.

"Let Auntie take a look." She put the soup on the table, walked over to Shimada Sho, and gently touched the bandage on the corner of his mouth. "How did you get hurt?"

"I fell off my bike by accident," Shimada Sho offered the same excuse.

Shima Hana Runa frowned, clearly not believing it either.

But she didn't press further, only sighed softly: "Be more careful next time, okay?"

"Okay, Auntie."

"Go wash your hands, dinner is almost ready."

"it is good."

Shimada Sho followed the instructions and went into the bathroom, his eyes landing on the sink.

There is a shelf above the sink with toiletries on it.

There are three cups for brushing teeth: one blue, one pink, and one black.

There were also three toothbrushes, neatly inserted into the cup.

There were three towels of the same color hanging on the towel rack, the black ones all belonging to him.

I used to use it often when I lived in that house.

He just didn't expect that Aunt Island Flower would bring these things with her even when she moved.

A strange, inexplicable emotion welled up inside Shimada Sho.

There are some things that I can't let go of, even if I move them out of here.

He reached out and turned on the tap to wash his hands; the sound of the rushing water drowned out the hushed conversation of the mother and daughter in the living room.

After washing my hands, I came out to find the food already laid out on the table.

Chicken soup, fried fish, tamagoyaki (Japanese rolled omelet), cold spinach salad, and a small dish of pickled radish.

Shimahana Runa served Shimada Sho a large bowl of rice and then put a piece of fish in his bowl.

"Eat more, you've lost a lot of weight."

"Thank you auntie."

Hoshino Yuuki sat down opposite her, picked up her bowl, and buried her head in her rice.

Shimada Sho noticed that there was very little rice in her bowl, and she didn't pick up much food.

"Why aren't you eating?" Shimada Sho picked up a piece of tamagoyaki and put it in her bowl.

Chapter 120 Die, you pervert!

Hoshino Yuuki paused with her chopsticks, rolled her eyes, and said, "Mind your own business."

Despite saying that, she still picked up the tamagoyaki and put it in her mouth.

Shima Hana Runa watched this scene with a slight smile on her lips.

"Xiao Xiang, you should eat more too." She picked up another piece of tamagoyaki and put it into Shimada Sho's bowl.

Shimada Sho didn't refuse, "Thank you, Auntie."

He enjoyed the warm and harmonious atmosphere.

The meal was exceptionally relaxing.

Halfway through the meal, Shimahana Runa suddenly got up and went to the bedroom.

Only Shimada Sho and Hoshino Yuuki remained at the dinner table.

She glanced towards the bedroom to make sure her mother had gone inside before turning back to Shimada Sho and asking in a low voice, "Did you go to see them that day?"

"Who?" Shimada Sho asked casually.

“Those gangsters,” Hoshino Yuuki said with a complicated expression, pursing her lips, “the injuries on your face and hands, and the government officials who suddenly showed up yesterday…”

"Don't overthink it," Shimada Sho interrupted her reasoning.

But Hoshino Yuuki was clearly suppressing her emotions.

Seeing that Shimada Sho didn't seem to care at all, she said angrily, "You ran off to a place like that all by yourself, didn't you think about how worried your mother would be? Did you think about what I would do...?"

She was halfway through her sentence when she realized she had said something wrong and bit her lip.

Shimada Sho didn't think much of it and just casually said, "It's an adult matter, kids shouldn't worry about it."

"Huh?" Hoshino Yuzuki seemed surprised by Shimada Sho's words and frowned. "Who are you calling a child?"

“You little brat,” Shimada Sho replied matter-of-factly, picking at his food.

Hoshino Yuuki exploded, "I'm the same age as you! Don't talk to me like that!"

Shimada Sho realized he had successfully changed the subject and was happy to continue the conversation.

Hearing that she was the same age as him, he scoffed, "Then how come you're the younger sister?"

“I was only born a few days after you!” Hoshino Yuuki retorted indignantly.

She even puffed out her chest while speaking, trying to make herself appear taller.

But this action caused Shimada Sho's gaze to uncontrollably fall on a place he shouldn't be looking at.

The crucial point is that he was still talking at this moment, saying, "Small is small, even if you puff out your chest, your small size won't change anything..."

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

A blush appeared on Hoshino Yuuki's cheeks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, Shimada Shoya suddenly realized that she had misunderstood something.

“No, I meant your age…” he began to explain.

But by then, Hoshino Yuuki had already raised her hand in shame and indignation.

She was holding chopsticks, and it looked like she was about to throw them at him.

"It's over! I'm going to be disfigured," Shimada Sho lamented inwardly.

Fortunately, Hoshino Yuuki also realized that what she had was risky.