Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

No, we didn't know each other in the first place.

He and Yukine Kamishiro were just ordinary classmates meeting for the first time today.

When the lunch break bell rang, the students got up in twos and threes.

Just as Shimada Sho was about to take out the lunchbox from under the table, Hoshino Yuuki suddenly turned around and placed an orange on his table.

“My mom insisted I bring it, but I can’t eat it.” Her tone was brief and direct.

When Shimada Sho saw the orange, his gaze couldn't help but drift to the space under her desk.

Upon seeing this, Hoshino Yuuki immediately shielded herself with her body and asked warily, "What are you doing?"

"You didn't put anything else in there, did you?" Shimada Sho asked, quite surprised.

This girl always seems to be able to pull out all sorts of fruit from her desk.

Shimada Shoma suspected that she brought a backpack full of fruit to school.

"What's it to you!" Hoshino Yuuki didn't answer the question at all, and coldly retorted.

He then gave him a warning look before picking up his own lunchbox, getting up and walking out of the classroom with Lu Jian, who sat in front of him.

Helpless, Shimada Sho could only say, "Please thank Auntie for me."

"Thank me yourself," Hoshino Yuuki replied, then left the classroom without stopping.

Watching her departing figure, Shimada Sho smiled slightly.

He looked down and took out the bento box that Hoshino Yuuki had given him from his desk and opened it.

You can see the delicate rice balls inside through the box.

These aren't the kind of convenience store snacks that are just wrapped in plastic wrap; they're carefully rolled up with seaweed, with neat cuts, and each one has a different filling.

Just as he was about to enjoy it, he was poked in the back.

"Shimada-kun."

Yukine Kamishiro's voice came from behind.

Shimada Sho turned his head and met those amber eyes.

"Is something the matter, Kamishiro-kun?"

Yukine Kamishiro didn't say anything, but simply took something out of the drawer of the table and placed it on his desk.

A box of chocolates.

Godiva.

It was a different brand than the one given to the girls that morning, but Shimada Sho didn't recognize it.

He felt that the face looked somewhat familiar.

He immediately asked, "What is this?"

"Chocolate," Yukine Kamishiro replied calmly, then added, "Here, have some."

"Thank you, but this is too expensive, I..."

"It's expired, I just don't want to eat it."

Before Shimada Sho could finish refusing, Kamishiro Yukine interrupted him.

Shimada Sho's pupils contracted slightly.

He knew that phrase all too well.

These were the words she said when she forced Sasaki Nozomi to eat chocolate at Sacred Heart Girls' Academy when she first logged into the young lady's body.

She now returned those words to him verbatim.

“This brand… must be very expensive.” Shimada Sho tried to keep his voice calm. “I can’t accept it.”

"Yeah."

Yukine Kamishiro looked at him, her expression unchanged.

Then she leaned forward slightly, lowered her voice, and spoke with a hint of threat in her tone.

"Shimada-kun."

"Ok?"

You know who I am, right?

Shimada Sho paused for a moment.

"The eldest daughter of the Kamishiro family?" he answered tentatively.

"Yes." Yukine Kamishiro nodded, her amber eyes looking directly at him. "Since you know, you should also understand what happens to those who defy the Kamishiro family, right?"

She paused.

"You don't want your family to be sunk in Tokyo Bay, do you, Shimada-kun?"

Shimada Sho: "..."

He was threatened by what he had said.

Word for word.

That was the line he used to scare Nozomi Sasaki.

"So," Yukine Kamishiro pushed the chocolate forward, "take it."

After a long silence, Shimada Sho reached out and took the box of chocolates, resignedly saying, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Yukine Kamishiro replied calmly.

Her face remained expressionless.

But Shimada Sho clearly curved the corner of her mouth slightly.

She did it on purpose!

Chapter 134 I Want to Be in a Group with Shimada

The young lady used the same method that Shimada Sho had used to force-feed him chocolate.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with the way he forced Sasaki Nozomi to eat before.

But now the roles are reversed, and he is truly facing off against Yukine Kamishiro, the young lady.

Hearing her solemnly bring up the behemoth that is Kamishiro, Shimada Sho felt the pressure.

This truly places the terrifying existence known as the Age of Gods upon an ordinary high school student.

No wonder Nozomi Sasaki cried back then.

I didn't think much about it at the time.

Looking back now, I realize how utterly despicable my actions were.

While eating his bento, Shimada Sho wondered if he should find an opportunity to apologize to the young girl.

Before she could figure it out, Yukine Kamishiro's voice came from behind again: "Shimada-san was in Class C before, right?"

"Hmm," Shimada Sho replied casually.

"So you're in the same class as Yuki."

His hand, which was holding a rice ball, suddenly stopped.

While at the hospital over the weekend, the young lady called Ayase Yuki to ask for his name.

At the time, Yuki Ayase's answer to her was no.

But now that the young lady has brought it up so casually, it's clear that she's realized Ayase Yuki was lying.

But she didn't expose it directly.

Shimada Sho thought for a moment and replied calmly, "I guess so, we were in the same class for a month."

"That's quite a coincidence," Yukine Kamishiro said, her tone devoid of emotion. She then asked, "Are Shimada-san and Yuki very close?"

“Just a regular classmate,” Shimada Sho answered without hesitation, then added, “She’s second in the grade, and I’m just a bottom-of-the-class student. We don’t usually interact much.”

"Oh."

It sounded like a very perfunctory response, and it was unclear whether she actually believed it.

Shimada Sho continued eating.

A moment later, I was poked in the back again.

"Shimada-kun."

"...What's wrong now?"

"Your bento." Yukine's gaze passed over his shoulder and landed on the rice ball in front of him. "It looks delicious."

Shimada Sho looked down at his half-eaten rice ball.

"good."

"May I have a taste?"

"Don't you have your own lunchbox?"

"I can give you some."

Kamishiro Yukine seemed to completely miss the point of his words.

Shimada Sho said helplessly, "What I mean is, you can eat your own."

As classmates who have only known each other for less than a day, even if there is communication, he should maintain an appropriate distance.

Unfortunately, the young lady seemed completely unaware of it.

Even after Shimada Sho refused, he still said, "My bento is made by a chef, and it's not as good as the ones at Shimada's house."

"Then go home and eat."

"Going home is too far."

"..."

Yukine Kamishiro looked at him and reminded him matter-of-factly, "Shouldn't friends share food?"

Shimada Sho was at a loss for words.

Because that was what he said to the young lady back then.

The boomerang hit him again.

The young lady is using the same words he once spoke to relentlessly pressure him.

Unfortunately, I'm not yet able to refuse as easily as Mr. Thug.

After all, the other party was the eldest daughter of the Kamishiro family, while he was just an ordinary student who had just transferred to Class A.

Which one would you like to eat?

After much hesitation, Shimada Sho finally had no choice but to compromise.

To everyone's surprise, Yukine looked down for a while, then pointed to the rice ball he had taken a bite of and said, "This one is fine."

"Eat this, it's delicious."

Shimada Sho ignored her opinion, picked up another uneaten piece, and put it into the exquisite food box on her table.

"Thank you," Yukine Kamishiro said calmly.

After speaking, she picked up the rice ball with her chopsticks, took a small bite, and chewed it gently with her mouth closed in a very ladylike manner.

After swallowing slowly, he smiled and commented, "It's delicious."

A small smile curved her lips, unlike the polite smile she gave her classmates; her eyes held a genuine joy.

Seeing that smile, Shimada Sho's chaotic thoughts suddenly calmed down.

Oh well, it's just a rice ball.

"If you like to eat it..."

He picked up another rice ball, intending to hand it over.