Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

Shimada Sho frowned.

This seemed like just a normal chance encounter, nothing special.

The body in system-managed mode didn't react to Nozomi Sasaki; they simply brushed past each other.

But judging from Nozomi Sasaki's reaction, she recognized him and seemed to want to say something.

After that, we never saw each other again.

Even today, at sushi restaurants.

The way she looked at him was exactly like she was looking at a stranger.

"Could it be because of that time?" Shimada Sho pondered.

If Nozomi Sasaki doesn't get a response when she calls him, she might think he's deliberately ignoring her.

After several attempts, feeling disheartened, he simply pretended not to know her.

"That's not right either."

Shimada Sho recalled his previous conversation with Sasaki Nozomi. Although she was introverted and timid, she was not the type to hold grudges.

Moreover, if she really felt neglected, she would ask directly instead of silently distancing herself.

Unless... she misunderstood something.

Shimada Sho continued flipping through his memories.

In her memory, Sasaki Nozomi would greet him when she met him on Tuesdays.

The fact that things are so cold today must be because of something that happened in between.

The hosting records for the following days were normal, with no abnormalities observed.

He simply jumped to the last two days.

Open the memory, immerse your consciousness in it, and the scene appears.

I continued working in the store until my shift ended and I went home.

But this time, he encountered Nozomi Sasaki again.

His body was being cared for as he walked home.

As I passed Higashi-Nakano-Sancho, a figure emerged from under a streetlamp.

She was wearing a light gray coat and carrying a plastic bag from a convenience store.

She stopped when she saw Shimada Sho.

"Shima...Shimada-kun?"

He stopped in his tracks and mechanically turned to look at her.

"Ah, it really is you!" Sasaki Nozomi's eyes lit up as she stepped forward, her voice tinged with nervousness and joy. "I heard about what happened last time from my dad. Thank you! I've been wanting to thank you in person for a while!"

"Oh," his body responded.

"Um... why are you so late coming back today? Were you working overtime?" Nozomi Sasaki took the initiative to start a conversation.

"Ah."

"Me too, just got off work." She held up the plastic bag in her hand. "The convenience store was having a promotion today, I bought too much, I can't finish it all by myself, Shimada-kun, do you want some...?"

"Need not."

His body decisively refused, and he turned and continued walking forward.

Nozomi Sasaki stood there, stunned, the plastic bag in her hand swaying slightly.

"...Sorry to bother you."

Her voice was very soft, almost inaudible.

The video ends here.

As Shimada Sho looked at this memory, his feelings became complicated.

So that's where the problem was.

Nozomi Sasaki finally mustered up the courage to strike up a conversation with him, wanting to share her food with him.

As it turned out, the body managed by the system was completely heartless, leaving before she could even finish speaking.

There were several similar scenes after that.

Every time Nozomi Sasaki took the initiative to approach, the system blocked her in the simplest and coldest way.

Once, twice, three times...

She was a timid and insecure person to begin with, so it was already quite an achievement for her to muster the courage to speak up.

Being ignored time and time again, she naturally assumed that Shimada Sho didn't want to talk to her.

That's why I pretended not to know them at the sushi restaurant.

"Oh shit."

Shimada Sho cursed under his breath and turned off the memory replay.

No wonder Nozomi Sasaki was so cold.

The girl was filled with gratitude and wanted to express her thanks.

As a result, I was treated with indifference every time.

Even if I really wanted to thank you, I would hesitate when I saw you.

Sasaki Nozomi probably thinks he's a two-faced person now.

After I helped her once, she started putting on airs and wouldn't even say a word.

"I need to find an opportunity to explain this to her."

Shimada Sho rubbed his temples and sighed.

I don't know how to explain the idea of ​​having my body managed by a trustee.

But at the very least, we can't let her continue to misunderstand.

On the bus, Shimada Sho turned off the system panel, leaned back in his seat, and let out a long sigh.

Sasaki Nozomi's situation was troubling him, but he couldn't find a suitable opportunity to explain right now, so he could only wait until their next meeting to talk about it.

He took out his phone, intending to edit a few videos to pass the time.

The Douyin account "Gold Medal Lecturer - Island Adventure" has updated more than a dozen videos and gained more than 600 followers.

Although the number isn't large, the number of views for each video is steadily increasing.

Shimada Sho opened CapCut and was about to edit the footage he had shot yesterday when a Line message suddenly popped up at the top of the screen.

[It's my idol: Sir/Madam, are you free today?]

Shimada Sho paused for a moment as he looked at the message.

What's wrong with this girl now?

He typed back, "What's up?"

The message was sent and showed as read, but the other party did not reply immediately.

A dozen seconds later, a voice message came through.

Shimada Sho hesitated for a moment before clicking.

"Sir/Madam...may I...may I come to you?"

Tenkai Chizuru's voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of cautious probing.

Just as Shimada Sho was about to type a reply, a voice call request suddenly popped up on the screen.

His finger hovered above the answer button, then stopped.

I still vividly remember the contents of yesterday's phone call.

Suppressed breathing, rustling noises, and her tearful plea, "Don't hang up..." came through the receiver...

Shimada Sho took a deep breath and placed his phone face down on his lap.

He didn't answer.

The ringing lasted for a few seconds, then stopped.

Just as Shimada Sho breathed a sigh of relief, his phone vibrated again.

He opened it and his pupils suddenly contracted.

It's a video.

Shot from below, the milky white slip dress reveals a wealth of information.

The video camera rotated up to the top, and everything looked perfectly normal... compared to the previous content.

The neckline of the dress was very low, revealing a large expanse of fair collarbone and the undulating curves of her chest.

One hand held up her phone to record a video, while the other hand gently lifted her skirt, revealing a smooth thigh beneath. And then...

Shimada Sho's gaze involuntarily stopped.

A message followed immediately below the photo:

[I'm an idol: Am I pretty, sir? /shy]

Shimada Sho stared at the screen, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Is this still the same Chizuru Amami who couldn't even speak properly when they first met, and who would bow and apologize with red eyes after being scolded by him?

At that time, she was timid and cowardly, and didn't even have the courage to look him in the eye.

What now?

Sending photos, making phone calls, speaking in that tone...

How long has it been?

Shimada Sho didn't know if this was her natural personality or if she had been seduced into this state by the mission involving the camera.

But one thing he was certain of was that this girl was no longer the little idol he had initially known.

He thought for a moment, then typed in reply: "Beautiful."

The message was sent and received a reply almost instantly.

Another voice message.

Shimada Sho clicked on the receiver, and the voice coming from it made him feel terrible.

"Ha...the shop assistant is looking at me, right?" Chizuru Amami's voice was noticeably breathless, broken and intermittent, as if she were desperately suppressing something. "Please reply with a voice message...please~"

Her tone rose, carrying a sweet, coquettish undertone, but the heavy breathing beneath betrayed her true state.

Shimada Sho's grip on his phone tightened slightly.

He got it.

She started again.

Use the photograph as a starting point, then use his voice as...

Shimada Sho did not reply to this voice message.

He placed his phone face down on his lap, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

Based on previous experience, most of the tasks for the camera app involve sending photos.

He received the photo, so the task should be considered complete, and the system will naturally issue the reward.

He doesn't need to respond.

Just then, a system notification suddenly sounded in my mind:

【Ding! 】

[The bond quest was not completed this round!]

[The objective "Tenkai Chizuru" has not yet met its requirements; please do not interrupt or interfere!]