Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

When Shimada Sho looked closely, all he could see was his usual playful smile.

Because the transition happened so quickly, Shimada Sho even doubted that what he had just witnessed was an illusion.

"You..." He wanted to confirm.

Before she could speak, Ayase Yuki tilted her head and looked over, "If we're just ordinary classmates, why does Yukine keep asking about Sho-kun?"

One question has once again cornered Shimada Sho.

"It's one thing to send bodyguards to inquire, but they keep asking me questions themselves. They asked me not only when I first arrived, but also yesterday. It's so strange."

She muttered this to herself, seemingly without any intention of pressing Shimada Sho for answers.

He just tilted his head in thought, seemingly unable to understand his friend's behavior.

Beside her, Shimada Sho suddenly paused, his expression blank.

"You mean yesterday?" He stopped and asked seriously.

"Yes, Yukine came to the activity room yesterday and asked a lot of questions."

"When?"

Yuki Ayase thought for a moment and then replied, "Hmm... in the morning, during the third period."

"..."

If it were Kiryu Ichiyo, Shimada Sho could be considered as someone whose desire for revenge had not been extinguished.

But why do you want to know about him, young lady?

"Let's go, Xiangjun, the infirmary is over there."

Yuki Ayase didn't give him a chance to think it over; as soon as they stepped out of the corridor, she pulled him to the right.

Shimada Sho had no choice but to follow.

The campus was quiet in the afternoon.

There wasn't a single person in sight on the tree-lined path.

Only Shimada Sho and Ayase Yuki strolled side by side under the cherry blossom trees that were sprouting new buds.

Yuki Ayase was still holding onto his arm.

After walking for a while without seeing anyone, she gently rested her head on his shoulder.

My arm sank into something soft, and I could feel the warmth of her cheek on my shoulder.

Shimada Sho tried to break free, but the hug was too tight.

In the end, they simply gave up.

He doesn't have the mind to dwell on these things right now.

My mind was filled with what Ayase Yuki had just said.

Yesterday morning, Yukine Kamishiro went to the activity room to inquire about him.

This means that the young lady went to the activity room before he logged in.

But since I've already been there, why do I have to go there again at noon?

Shimada Sho sensed something was amiss, so he spoke up: "Ayase-san, yesterday..."

"Her name is Yuki."

"Yuki-san, yesterday..."

"No classmates."

"...Yuki, yesterday you..."

"It's a girl's secret, you can't tell even Sho-kun~"

As if knowing what Shimada Sho was going to ask, she playfully refused to answer.

Shimada Sho instantly felt like he'd been tricked.

He shook his head, gave up asking, and began to ponder on his own.

Yuki Ayase probably didn't lie.

The two cups of tea on the table yesterday are evidence of that.

After her body was taken away by someone else, she performed while holding a teacup in order to cover up the traces of being taken care of.

He had barely picked it up when Ayase Yuki snatched it away, saying he'd already had a drink and wanted him to have a second one.

As a result, the second cup also showed signs of being drunk.

She drank it herself.

Thinking about it that way, the cup in front must have been poured for the young lady.

Besides her, there probably wasn't any other student in the school who could freely enter and exit the fifth-floor activity room while also being served tea by Yuki.

Shimada Sho just couldn't understand it.

If it's just about joining a club, why would the young lady make him make another trip?

Couldn't she have taken care of it when she went?

Shimada Sho frowned in thought.

He was caught off guard by the young lady's sudden change in attitude and didn't have time to think about it carefully.

Looking back now, many parts actually seem strange.

For example, as Yuzuki mentioned this morning, Kiryu Ichiyo was inquiring about her.

That woman was completely subservient to Yukine Kamishiro.

Without the young lady's permission, she probably wouldn't dare to cause trouble at school.

But the young lady gave up on herself yesterday, so why would she ask people to inquire about these things?

For example, just now, the young lady rushed over.

Even if the reasons given are perfectly valid, the worry in their eyes cannot be hidden.

Shimada Sho noticed, but since the two were on very bad terms and Ayase Yuki was still by his side, he didn't ask any further questions.

But not asking doesn't mean he doesn't want to know.

"Xiangjun, we've arrived."

Before Shimada Sho could figure it out, Ayase Yuki's reminder rang in his ears.

Looking up, I realized that I had unknowingly entered the teaching building.

Not far ahead in the corridor is the medical room with a sign hanging on it.

"Go in."

Shimada Sho put aside his distracting thoughts and naturally pulled his arm away from her embrace.

This time it was very easy, and Yuki Ayase didn't insist.

After they parted, she took the initiative to step forward, push open the door, and go inside.

Seeing this, Shimada Sho lifted his foot and followed.

Chapter 151 Xiangjun, Let's Make a Bet

In contrast to the bustling atmosphere inside the stadium, the medical room was very quiet.

Kobayashi, who was carried off the field earlier, was probably taken to the hospital; all the beds here are empty.

Only a middle-aged, balding school doctor sat in front of the medicine cabinet by the window.

He was holding a thick medical journal, and didn't even look up when he heard the door open.

"Teacher, this student has injured his arm. Could you please take a look?"

Upon entering, Ayase Yuki was the first to speak and explain the situation.

Her tone was polite to just the right degree, and her attitude was much more restrained than usual.

The school doctor looked up at the sound and his gaze fell directly on Shimada Sho.

After scanning the room, he pointed to the bed against the wall and said, "Sit over there and roll up your sleeves."

Following instructions, Shimada Sho went over and sat down, took off his coat and draped it over the bedside, then rolled up his sleeves and waited.

The red marks on his arm from being struck with a bamboo knife had turned bluish-purple, extending from above his wrist to the middle of his forearm, standing out against his skin.

Yuki Ayase hadn't looked closely before, but now that she saw it, her eyes were filled with heartache.

Unable to bear her gaze, Shimada Sho turned the back of his hand downwards, towards the bed.

After waiting for a while, the school doctor came over with a first-aid kit.

He sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and lifted Shimada Sho's arm, pressing the skin around the wound.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

What about here?

Pressing my thumb on the deepest mark in the middle sent a dull pain through me.

"A little."

The school doctor released his grip, turned around, took out a bottle of iodine and a pack of cotton swabs from the cabinet, and placed them on the trolley by the bedside.

"It's a soft tissue contusion, nothing serious, just a superficial wound that doesn't need stitches." He said casually, "Just disinfect it and apply some ointment."

After saying that, he put the iodine and cotton swabs on the cart, sat back down behind his desk, and opened the magazine.

Shimada Sho looked at the iodine and cotton swabs on the cart, then at the school doctor who had already immersed himself back in his magazine.

“Teacher, this…” He pointed to his arm.

"Oh," the school doctor said without looking up, "Just have your girlfriend apply it for you, I have something to do."

"..."

This teacher is really... open-minded.

"Come on, Sho-kun." Ayase Yuki had already picked up the iodine and cotton swabs.

She seemed very happy, sitting on the edge of the bed with a smile on her face.

There was absolutely no intention to deny what the school doctor had said.

Give me your hand.

After settling down, Yuki Ayase unwrapped a cotton swab and gently guided the person to a seat.

Shimada Sho felt that this scene was familiar.

Seeing that she raised her hand and was waiting for his response, Shimada Sho hesitated for a moment, but still reached out his hand.

Yuki Ayase dipped a cotton swab in iodine, and with her other hand supporting his wrist, she carefully began to disinfect it.

When the cotton swab touches the wound, the coolness of the iodine seeps into the skin, causing a slight stinging sensation.

Shimada Sho's muscles involuntarily tensed up.

"Does it hurt?" Ayase Yuki immediately stopped what she was doing, her smile turning into tension.

"It doesn't hurt, it's just a little cold," Shimada Sho answered truthfully.

"Then I'll be gentler."

She lowered her head, and her movements immediately became gentler.

The cotton swab was gently swiped from one end of the red mark to the other, the pressure so slight that it was almost imperceptible without careful observation.

Shimada Sho looked down at her focused profile.

Sunlight streamed through the window and fell on Yuki Ayase's fair and delicate cheeks.

Her skin was so smooth and flawless.

Long eyelashes paired with narrow eyes and thin lips give off a cool and aloof feeling at first glance.