Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

Now he realizes that it seems like love doesn't have to be an issue, because he has absolutely no way to deal with this girl.

And so, before we knew it, another ten minutes of tenderness had passed.

Shimada Sho reached out to smooth her hair, bent down to straighten her dress, and then used the back of his hand to wipe away the tear stains on her cheeks that were still wet.

Seeing that things weren't so obvious anymore, she said softly, "Let's go."

"Mmm!" Tenkai Chizuru nodded in satisfaction.

I've spent quite a bit of time on this, and class will be starting soon.

He was granted special permission by the school not to go to class, but Chizuru still insisted on going.

After parting ways with her, Shimada Sho walked to the door and reached out to unlock it.

"Remember to wash your face and clothes after you go upstairs..."

He was giving instructions to Tenkai Chizuru as he left, but he suddenly stopped halfway through his sentence.

The area in front of the equipment room was not empty as I had imagined.

Yuki Ayase stood at the door.

She was wearing a school uniform, and the sunlight shone down from behind, outlining her slender silhouette.

She looked at the doorway, her gaze first falling on Shimada Sho's face, then over his shoulder, and landing a few steps behind him.

As soon as Tenkai Chizuru came out, although her clothes had been straightened, the misaligned button on her collar and the stray hairs at her temples silently told the story of what had just happened.

Yuki Ayase's lips parted slightly, then silently closed again.

It was as if the answer was conveyed silently.

The color drained from her face, turning it deathly pale.

“Yuki…” Shimada Sho’s voice was dry as they met abruptly.

He never expected that Yuki Ayase would suddenly appear here.

And judging from the looks of it, they've been here for quite some time.

Ayase Yuki didn't look at him; her gaze darted back and forth between him and Amami Chizuru.

Her eyes were red, and tears slowly seeped out, spreading from the corners of her eyes to the outer corners, and then to the base color of her entire eyelid.

Whether she was rejected by him, secretly targeted by her stepmother and sister, or even abandoned by her father on her birthday, she had never shed a tear in front of him.

She always manages to suppress all her emotions with that calm demeanor, wrapping them in a thick shell.

But that shell is now broken.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, blurring her vision.

Only one hand was raised, as if trying to explain.

She wasn't going to listen anymore.

"Let's go, Maki."

She turned around as calmly as possible and said something softly.

The figure gradually disappeared into the distance, leaving Ayase Maki still standing there.

She looked up at Shimada Sho with disgust, as if she had seen a piece of nasty garbage, and frowned as she scolded, "Disgusting!"

Shimada Sho: "..."

Yuki Ayase's figure disappeared around the corner at the edge of the playground.

The younger sister, Ayase Maki, hurriedly followed, and after taking a few steps, she turned back to look at Shimada Sho, her gaze sharp and cold.

Shimada Sho stood there, watching the two leave.

His mind was a bit of a mess.

The image of that tear sliding down Ayase Yuki's cheek repeatedly gets stuck at a certain point, like a videotape that's stuck and can't be turned off.

He had seen many different expressions on her face: a smile, cold words, feigned composure, and proactive advances, but never before had she shown such heartbreak as this time.

Seeing tears streaming down that face that always wore a smile, he couldn't utter a single word of explanation.

"Sho-kun." Tenkai Chizuru's voice came from behind, tinged with a hint of probing.

Shimada Sho didn't turn around; she slowly walked to her side.

Having witnessed everything that had just happened, her face was filled with undisguised smugness.

A slight upturn at the corners of her lips, and the subtle expressions in her eyes and brows betrayed her current mood.

Shimada Sho didn't look at her, only saying, "Go back to class first."

"Is Xiang-kun going to pursue her?" Tenkai Chizuru asked, tilting her head.

"Ah."

"..." She paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "Go."

Shimada Sho looked up at her.

I noticed her standing beside me, her hands hanging at her sides, a smile on her face, seemingly not in a hurry at all.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Shimada Sho looking over, Tenkai Chizuru asked casually.

He shook his head. "It's okay. Remember to wash your face when you get back, and button your shirt up again."

"Okay." Tenkai Chizuru responded and obediently started tidying up again.

Shimada Sho ignored him and walked along the edge of the playground in the direction where Ayase Yuki had disappeared.

Behind her, Chizuru Amami's eyes always held a smile.

In the past, she would feel very unhappy because of the interactions between Shimada Sho and the young lady.

But now, she won't.

Because no one can get as close to Xiangjun as she can, not even the young lady.

"Finally, the shop assistant will never leave again..."

……

After leaving the playground, Shimada Sho went straight to the event building.

He's going to find Yuki Ayase.

I didn't have any specific purpose; I just wanted to explain.

Although they haven't even come up with a reason to explain it yet, their purpose is very clear.

Unfortunately, it seems the other party didn't give him that chance.

The activity room was empty.

Shimada Sho searched the entire event building but couldn't find any trace of Ayase Yuki.

He went to Class C's classroom again.

The classroom seats were all empty.

He even went to look up Ayase Maki's class and clubs.

But they still couldn't find the person.

Yuki Ayase

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[Connection Cooling Down: Reset (Connectable)]

"Login is the only option."

Shimada Sho returned to his class and opened the system to check the login cooldown.

At least log in first and see if she's alright.

If possible, find out where she is by logging in, and then explain in person.

"Shimada-kun."

I had just sat down in my seat when a cold voice came from behind me.

Shimada Sho turned around and found Kamishiro Yukine sitting quietly in her seat.

She was back, but he was distracted and didn't notice at all.

"What's wrong?" Shimada Sho asked.

When their eyes met, he noticed a subtle scrutiny in the young lady's eyes.

"Where did you go at noon?" Yukine asked, her eyes full of inquiry.

Shimada Sho casually replied, "The playground."

"Oh," Yukine Kamishiro responded.

Seeing that she wasn't going to ask any more questions, Shimada Sho turned around again and lay down on the table.

Behind them, Yukine Kamishiro's gaze remained fixed on Sho Shimada.

Seeing her lie down, a smile appeared on his lips.

She knew his identity and what would happen every time he lay down like that.

As she pondered how to greet him, Yukine Kamishiro waited quietly.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

A long time passed, but the feeling of being pushed back into the background, which I had imagined, did not come.

Her mind was completely silent.

"Ok?"

Kamishiro Yukine looked ahead again.

Shimada Sho, who was lying there, seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

"So I'm not the only one after all."

The young lady muttered to herself, her calm face revealing neither joy nor anger.

But even if he showed it, Shimada Sho wouldn't see it.

He has already started the login process.

My consciousness rapidly left my body, and everything went black.

When the lights came back on, my location had changed.

Before him stretched a vast blue sky.

The students' cheerful laughter seemed both near and far in my ears.

He looked down and realized he was sitting on the edge of the rooftop of the teaching building.

Underfoot are concrete steps, and in front of you is a vast sky and distant, rows of rooftops.

A breeze blew in from the edge of the rooftop, carrying the dry heat characteristic of an early summer afternoon. It ruffled the ends of her hair that hung over her shoulders and also turned the pages of the notebook lying on her lap.

Yuki Ayase sat on the low wall at the edge of the rooftop, her feet dangling in the air, her skirt fluttering slightly in the wind.

In front of her lay an open notebook, unlike a typical textbook or notebook, filled with hand-drawn figures.

Shimada Sho immediately spotted himself on it.

His image is easy to portray: messy hair, school uniform, and a slightly roguish yet handsome face.

Yuki Ayase's drawing skills are also quite good; she easily depicted him.

He was standing on the street, kicking the stone steps listlessly.

Opposite to this cartoon-style little figure, at a parallel position, is a short-haired girl.

I sat behind a small round table outside the coffee shop, watching the little people in the distance.

A simple drawing, sketched with just a few strokes, depicts a scene on a street in the afternoon. Besides the bright yellow sun, it also includes the words: 【First Encounter~】

Chapter Thirty-Two: This is not a fantasy