Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

then……

"Click".

He heard the sound of a door locking behind him.

Turning around, I saw Yuki Ayase already standing in front of the locked door.

Shimada Sho had no time to react.

She suddenly took a step forward.

The next second, Shimada Sho felt a soft, delicate body press against his chest.

"Xiang Jun".

Yuki Ayase wrapped her arms tightly around his waist and pressed her cheek against his chest.

She called out softly and tenderly, her voice tinged with a hint of grievance.

Shimada Sho stiffened, instinctively wanting to push her away.

But then Ayase Yuki asked in a muffled voice, "Does Sho-kun hate me?"

"...What do you mean?" Shimada Sho's raised hand froze in mid-air.

Yuki Ayase raised her head, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears, and looked directly at Sho Shimada.

"The grades," she said quietly, "Xiangjun got first place in the grade."

"……so what?"

"I only scored near the passing mark."

Ayase Yuki's voice carried a hint of accusation, "Sho-kun did it on purpose. He could have done very well on the test, but he deliberately did poorly before, just to avoid me."

"..." Shimada Sho guiltily looked away. "Nothing like that."

“Yes.” Ayase Yuki’s eyes reddened slightly. “Sho-kun doesn’t want to be in the same class as me.”

Shimada Sho opened his mouth, wanting to deny it.

But he swallowed the words back down his throat.

Because what she said was true.

He really didn't want to be in the same class as her.

"Isn't the school your family's business?" he said, changing his perspective. "If you want to change classes, it's just a matter of saying a word."

“No.” Yuki Ayase shook her head. “The school needs to become more standardized in the future, and I need to set an example. I can’t be an exception.”

Shimada Sho was secretly delighted.

Does that mean that once they're assigned to different classes, he can really get rid of her?

But Ayase Yuki's next words froze his joy.

"But it's okay." She released her arms from his waist, took a step back, and her face regained its calm expression. "There will be a quiz in a while, and I can just retake it then."

"Didn't you say you wanted to formalize it?"

“Yes.” Ayase Yuki tilted her head, a sly glint in her eyes behind her glasses. “I got into Sho-kun’s class based on my own merit, isn’t that legitimate?”

Shimada Sho: "..."

He had nothing to say.

That's how capricious top students can be.

“So,” Ayase Yuki took a step forward, closing the distance again, and looked up at him, “Sho-kun, you don’t need to think about shaking me off.”

Her fingers had somehow climbed up to Shimada Sho's chest, gently tracing circles through his school uniform shirt.

"No matter what score Xiangjun gets, I will catch up with him."

My fingers slid from my chest to my collarbone, and then from my collarbone to my Adam's apple.

Shimada Sho's breathing became erratic.

He reached out and grabbed the mischievous hand, "Ayase..."

"Her name is Yuki."

"...This is a school."

"What's wrong with the school?" Ayase Yuki blinked. "Is Sho-kun afraid of being seen?"

As she spoke, she reached up with her other hand and wrapped both arms around his neck.

She was practically hanging on him.

She tiptoed closer, her cheek drawing nearer, and said in a cloying voice, "Just now at the school gate, Xiangjun kept staring at my legs. If you want to try..."

“Yuki!” Shimada Sho emphasized.

I wanted to use a reprimand to bring her to her senses.

Because they were so close, his breath hit her face as soon as he spoke.

But Ayase Yuki didn't dodge at all.

She looked completely mesmerized, gasping for breath, "Ah... Xiang-kun's scent..."

"Damn it!" Shimada Sho grabbed her hand and forcibly pulled her away.

He simply couldn't stand the woman's infatuated expression.

"It's time to go back to the classroom. We'll be divided into classes after the results are announced today."

Seeing that Ayase Yuki looked aggrieved after being pulled away, Shimada Sho changed the subject in a stiff tone.

“Okay,” Yuki Ayase replied with a slightly pouting face.

Shimada Sho was somewhat unable to cope with her like this.

Seeing that she was on the verge of tears, and knowing that staying any longer would only cause more trouble, he simply walked to the door first, opened it, and fled the activity room as if escaping.

But what he didn't notice was that when Ayase Yuki's back was turned, the corners of her pursed lips curled up slightly.

After he left, the girl, who had been feeling wronged, broke into a smile.

"Xiang-jun is really good at pretending, even though his reaction was so strong..."

Her eyes were sparkling, and there was no trace of the wronged look she had just given me.

……

As class approached, the atmosphere in the classroom became tense.

Everyone is waiting for the results to be announced.

Shimada Sho sat back in his seat, and Takada Kenta turned around from the front row, looking nervous.

"Shimada-kun, do you think I'll be assigned to Class D?"

"do not know."

"I'm so nervous! My mom said if I'm assigned to Class D, she'll cut off my allowance..."

Before he could finish speaking, the classroom door was pushed open.

The homeroom teacher, Natsumi Yonekura, walked in wearing high heels, holding a list in her hand.

Her expression was somewhat subtle.

His gaze swept around the classroom, finally settling on Shimada Sho, lingering for a few seconds.

"Now we will announce the results of this quiz and the class assignments."

The classroom fell silent instantly.

"First, the grade rankings." Natsumi Yonekura flipped through the list. "First place..."

She paused.

"Class 2-C, Shimada Sho."

The classroom erupted in chaos.

"what?!"

"Shimada Sho? Ranked first in the grade?"

"Did I hear that right?"

Kenta Takada turned around and stared at Sho Shimada with wide eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

Yosuke Murakami's glasses almost slipped off his nose.

Shimada Sho sat there expressionless.

He knew this would happen.

The test paper that the young lady had prepared for him beforehand had the exact same questions as this quiz.

It would be difficult for him to do poorly on the exam.

"Quiet." Natsumi Yonekura tapped on the podium.

She waited until the noise in the classroom subsided before announcing the remaining rankings.

But Shimada Sho could sense that her gaze would occasionally drift over to him.

With a hint of inquiry and confusion.

After the results were announced, the next step was class assignment.

Based on his grades, Shimada Sho was assigned to Class A.

Actually, there's not much to categorize; the school already categorized them based on their deviation values.

Even if there are changes in the class assignments this time, they won't be too significant.

The most common transfer is from Class C to Class B, and the number of such transfers is very limited.

And like Shimada Sho, he was the only one who jumped directly from Class C to Class A.

Shimada Sho packed up his stationery and books, preparing to leave.

Yuzuki is also in Class A, so that shouldn't have changed.

It would be good to be classmates with her.

Shimada Sho thought about it listlessly, and realized that it might not be so unacceptable?

Chapter 130 Today is White

After packing his things, Shimada Sho grabbed his schoolbag and headed out.

Behind him, Kenta Takada and Yosuke Murakami waved at him with exaggerated expressions and teary eyes.

"Shimada-kun! If you become rich and powerful, don't forget me!"

Don't forget us when you become successful!

Shimada Sho rolled his eyes and walked away without looking back.

Class A's classroom was a size larger than Class C's, and the desks and chairs were much newer.

The seating chart was written on the blackboard, and Shimada Sho found his name.

Third row by the window.

Hoshino Yuuki sat in the row in front of him.

When he came in, Hoshino Yuuki's expression visibly stiffened.

Then she quickly turned her head, pretending to look at the scenery outside the window.

But the glances that kept drifting over betrayed her.

Shimada Sho walked to his seat, sat down, and put his textbook in the desk drawer.

"Hey."

Hoshino Yuzuki, sitting in the front row, spoke without turning her head.

"Ok?"