Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

A moment of silence passed through my mind.

Then Yukine Kamishiro's voice rang out again, still calm: "What do you think, Mr. Thug?"

"...I think so."

"Then let's say that."

"..."

Shimada Sho's temple twitched.

Row.

You admit it, right?

A hint of mockery appeared in his eyes.

Out of consideration for her health as a young woman, Shimada Sho had always been very restrained.

Even if tempted by the young lady to take a bath, he wouldn't do anything.

But today he didn't go online because he was tempted by a video posted by his idol.

Even after going online, I still get teased by the young lady on purpose.

If we don't do something, wouldn't it be a waste of time to be online?

Since the young lady enjoys teasing him so much, he doesn't need to be polite.

Shimada Sho, his palms covered in shower gel foam, raised his hand and slid it from his shoulder down his back.

The young lady's body was fair and tender, so smooth that it was impossible to touch.

He stretched from his shoulders down his back and down his spine.

"Well……"

A very soft sob echoed in my mind.

"What's wrong?" Shimada Sho asked knowingly.

"Nothing... Mr. Thug, please continue..."

The young lady remained surprisingly calm.

Shimada Sho wasn't in a hurry, a confident smile in his eyes.

When it comes to truly unleashing a counterattack, he's no novice in that area.

To put it more confidently, in this path, he is the supreme ruler.

As the hand descended, the might of heaven descended, punishing the weak points of the lower realm's back mountain.

It contained no true energy, only a powerful aura, yet it completely penetrated the mountain.

“Mr. thug…”

As the guardian of this mountain, the young lady was clearly implicated.

His voice began to tremble due to the strange, tingling internal force eroding it.

"Is that all you're capable of?" Shimada Sho's voice was full of disdain.

"Mr. thug...you're bullying me..."

"Didn't you ask me to help wash it?" Shimada Sho said with a playful smile. "I'm always a serious person. Since I said I'd help, I'll wash it properly."

As he spoke, his hands underwent intricate changes, revealing the power of the Great Dao once more.

"Um--!"

Yukine Kamishiro's voice had completely changed.

Shimada Sho, however, acted as if he hadn't heard, and with his other hand, he launched an attack on this ant who dared to offend him.

An immense pressure swept over his entire body.

"Enough, enough... I... um... I'll do it myself..."

"Have you said enough?" Shimada Sho didn't stop. "It's not over yet!"

The water from the showerhead gushed out, and the steam in the bathroom grew thicker and thicker.

……

A dozen minutes later, Shimada Sho stood in the changing room wrapped in a bathrobe, blow-drying his hair in front of the mirror.

My mind was completely silent.

The young lady is still recovering.

The hairdryer hummed, and Shimada Sho felt inexplicably cheerful.

We finally managed to turn the tide.

"Mr. Thug".

Finally, the voice of Yukine Kamishiro echoed in my mind, a few degrees softer than usual.

"Ok?"

Are you getting revenge on me?

"That's not true." Shimada Sho said without changing his expression. "I'm a serious person when I do things."

My mind went quiet again.

But Shimada Sho could sense that she wasn't angry.

At this moment, it seems more like... shyness?

After drying his hair, Shimada Sho walked out of the dressing room.

The bedroom is spacious, and the floor-to-ceiling windows offer a view of Tokyo's bustling nightscape.

It's not the residence of the Kamishiro family.

"Where am I?" He looked around.

“Shinjuku.” Yukine Kamishiro’s voice returned to normal. “An apartment very close to the school. My mother bought it so that it would be convenient for me to go to school.”

"Don't you have a car to pick you up and drop you off?"

"Mom said it's inconvenient because of traffic jams."

"So you bought an apartment?"

"Ah."

"……How much?"

"Including renovations and security systems, it'll probably cost... a few hundred million."

Shimada Sho remained silent for a long time.

Hundreds of millions.

Not expensive.

Those rich people are really something else.

"Would you like to take a look, Mr. Thug?"

"...Alright then."

Shimada Sho walked out of the bedroom and down the corridor.

This is a duplex apartment, with two floors totaling about 200 square meters.

Downstairs are the living room, kitchen, and study; upstairs are the bedrooms and gym.

The decor is a simple Japanese style, with natural wood floors and off-white walls.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a small balcony with a view of the Shinjuku skyscrapers at night.

"How is it?" Yukine Kamishiro asked softly.

Shimada Sho reluctantly replied, "It's alright."

"Is Mr. Thug thinking about 'damn rich people'?"

"That's not true."

"You were clearly pouting."

“That’s envy.” Shimada Sho turned to look at the night view outside the window.

In her mind, Yukine Kamishiro's gentle voice echoed: "Envy also means 'damn rich people'."

"..."

After admiring the night view for a while, Shimada Sho turned around and walked back to the living room, where he sat down on the sofa.

A moment later, a familiar figure came over carrying hot tea.

"Miss, here's your tea."

Kiryu Ichiyo, dressed in a black maid outfit with white trim, stood respectfully in front of the sofa.

A white apron was tied around her waist, and the hem of the skirt reached just to her knees, revealing a section of her calves covered by black stockings.

Her short hair was still neat, but paired with this outfit, she lost some of her heroic spirit and gained more of the docility expected of a maid.

Seeing Shimada Sho looking at her, she immediately bowed.

"Miss."

Shimada Sho stood up, quite surprised, and stared at her for several seconds.

Then he walked over and circled around her.

"You can wear this outfit from now on."

Kiryu Ichiyo's expression froze for a moment.

"Young Miss, this outfit... isn't very convenient for moving around."

"Inconvenient?" Shimada Sho raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you a fourth-dan in kendo and a third-dan in karate and judo? How come you can't move around when you're wearing a skirt?"

"No, it's just..."

"I wear this when I go out, it's fine."

Kiryu Ichiyo's lips moved, but she ultimately lowered her head.

"Yes, Miss."

Shimada Sho nodded in satisfaction.

Girls should dress softly and sweetly, not coldly and arrogantly. What kind of person are you?

"Mr. Thug".

The voice of Yukine Kamishiro echoed in my mind.

"Ok?"

"You just don't like Qianye, do you?"

Shimada Sho thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No."

"Then why..." The young lady's voice sounded somewhat downcast.

Shimada Sho immediately became alert.

Back in school, his excessive concern for Nozomi Sasaki triggered the young lady's alarm.

At that time, the care was out of compassion and was somewhat understandable.

It's just a targeted approach now, why can't it work?

"I'll talk to my mom tomorrow and ask her to get a different bodyguard."

"No need," Shimada Sho quickly shook his head. "She's your bodyguard; she'll be fine as long as she protects you."

Although he had no good impression of Kiryu Ichiyo.

However, Shimada Sho acknowledged her skills; at least protecting the young lady was no problem for her.