Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

Finally, a very soft voice echoed in my mind: "...Mr. Thug".

There was nothing wrong with her voice, but Shimada Sho inexplicably felt that her tone was a bit off.

"You...are you taking a shower?" Shimada Sho asked, trying to make conversation.

"Ah."

Why didn't you say so beforehand?

"Mr. Thug, would you like my contact information?"

"..."

It seems we haven't exchanged contact information.

I want to say it, but I can't.

On second thought, it might be that I didn't connect on time as usual.

Yukine Kamishiro thought he wasn't coming...

As Shimada Sho pondered, he caught a whiff of moisture, carrying a faint scent of gardenias.

"I'll leave first, I'll come after you're done washing..."

"It's too late," Yukine Kamishiro interrupted him, "Your hair is already wet."

"What do you mean?"

"I've already applied shower gel; if I don't rinse it off, my hair will get tangled."

Shimada Sho: "...So what?"

“So…” Yukine Kamishiro paused, then calmly asked, “Could Mr. Thug help me finish this?”

Chapter 52 My Bodyguard Can Climb Trees

"what?!"

Shimada Sho thought he had misheard.

The young lady was taking a bath when a man suddenly barged in.

Instead of being alarmed, she insisted on cleaning it herself.

Even if someone is naturally clueless, they shouldn't be like this, right?

"I can't reach my back with my hands, so I always have to ask the maid for help," Yukine Kamishiro explained gently as he remained silent. "The maid isn't here today."

Shimada Sho's eyelids twitched. "Are you serious?"

"Hmm." The voice in his mind remained unmoved. "Didn't Mr. Thug say that this body is now yours?"

"Those are two different things!"

Is there any difference?

Shimada Sho opened his mouth, only to find himself speechless.

This young lady's thought process can always completely baffle him.

The water was still flowing, and the steam in the bathroom was getting thicker and thicker. Shimada Sho stood under the showerhead, soaked to the bone, in a dilemma.

"...I'll close my eyes."

"it is good."

Sho Shimada eventually gave in.

He closed his eyes, reached for the shower gel on the shelf, and felt his palm through the steam.

I came across several bottles, and finally grabbed one that felt like shower gel.

Squeeze some into your palm, then—

I don't know where to put it.

"Mr. Thug?" Yukine Kamishiro's voice rang in his mind, asking with a hint of confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Don't speak."

Shimada Sho gritted his teeth and reached for his shoulder.

When his palm touched the wet, slippery skin, he could feel the body tremble slightly.

His long, wet silver hair clung to his back as Shimada Sho applied shower gel, moving from his shoulders to his back as quickly as possible, trying not to have any other thoughts in mind.

But your fingertips will still touch the curve of your shoulder blades, the place where your waistline narrows, and...

"Why are Mr. Thug's hands shaking?" Yukine Kamishiro suddenly asked.

"Shut up."

"why?"

"Because I'm doing something really stupid."

Why are you stupid?

Shimada Sho gritted his teeth, "Because I'm helping you take a bath, when you could have done it yourself."

"Can't reach it."

"If you can't reach it, can't you wait for the maid to come before you wash?"

"But my hair is already wet."

"..."

Shimada Sho completely gave up on trying to reason with her.

He quickened his pace, spreading the shower gel evenly, not caring whether it made him sensitive or not.

Apply the product evenly to both familiar and unfamiliar areas, then pick up the showerhead and rinse it off thoroughly.

The warm water washed away the foam, revealing fair skin.

"The ones below too."

"what?"

"Charge from below too." Yukine Kamishiro calmly directed, seemingly unconcerned. "Mr. Thug only charged from above."

"...Do it yourself."

"Can't reach it."

"How could we possibly not be able to reach that level!"

“I can’t reach it.” Yukine Kamishiro repeated, spouting nonsense with a straight face: “Mr. Thug said that this body is your number.”

Shimada Sho felt like he might have a brain hemorrhage.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and reached out.

The showerhead's water flow washes over the collarbone, chest, and waist.

Every inch was rinsed clean, every inch... um, it feels nice.

He turned off the shower, reached for a towel on the shelf, felt the soft fabric, and wrapped it around himself. "All done."

"Mr. Thug".

"What's wrong now?"

"You wrapped it inside out."

Shimada Sho looked down and saw that the towel was indeed wrapped inside out, with the corner label facing outwards and the tag sticking out from his waist.

"……Shut up."

He wrapped himself in the towel again and stepped out of the bathroom in his wet slippers.

The floor tiles beneath my feet were warm, and the air still carried the scent of gardenias.

Shimada Sho stood in the dressing room, in front of a full-length mirror.

In the mirror, Yukine Kamishiro's cheeks were flushed with a faint pink, and her long, wet silver hair was draped over her shoulders.

She wrapped the bath towel above her chest, revealing a section of her fair neck and delicate collarbone.

Her amber eyes blinked, devoid of their usual calm, only filled with deep melancholy.

"Ugh!"

Looking at himself in the mirror, Shimada Sho sighed heavily.

I feel like I've really become the perverted guy that Yuki Ayase described, trying every means to molest girls.

But that was not his intention at all.

“Mr. Thug.” Yukine Kamishiro’s voice rang out again.

Shimada Sho asked impatiently, "What?"

"You're blushing."

That's your face!

"Oh." She paused, then asked with curiosity, "Did Mr. Thug blush?"

Shimada Sho ignored the question.

Why did you choose to take a shower at midday?

He found a chair, sat down, and asked, trying to calm his restless mind.

Yukine Kamishiro answered matter-of-factly, "I thought Mr. Thug wouldn't come."

"really……"

Shimada Sho was silent for a moment, then asked, "Is there anything you want to do?"

Ignoring the awkwardness of bathing the girl, Shimada Sho still didn't forget his main task.

However, because of the foolish thing he did yesterday, he decided to ask the young lady for her opinion first.

"I want to go out," Yukine Kamishiro replied quickly.

Shimada Sho asked in confusion, "Go out?"

"Hmm." The voice in my head became somewhat muffled. "I'm grounded."

"Confined to the house?"

"My mother doesn't let me do dangerous things."

"I see."

Shimada Sho understood.

The young lady, seeking thrills, frequented Kabukicho every day.

Entrapment tactics to bully the wicked may seem easy, but they are ultimately risky.

If the bodyguards are unable to provide timely assistance, or if someone is careless and doesn't pay attention, something serious could really happen.

Mrs. Kamishiro came to the school yesterday, probably for this very reason.

While pondering, Shimada Sho asked, "Can't we go out at all this weekend?"

"Yes, I can't go to school, and I need to ask for leave from next week's classes too."

[Ding! Limited-time training mission triggered!]

【Yukine's Wish: The Promise of the Kanda River】

[Task Description: The young lady, confined to her room under house arrest, finds the world outside her window unattainable. But for some reason, she feels an unusual longing for the cherry blossoms along the Kanda River today. Please, in her shoes, go to the Kanda River and do something "meaningful"—what constitutes "meaningful" is up to you to define.]

[Task Rewards: Determined based on the "meaningfulness of the task," with a guaranteed reward of 100000 yen + random items]

[Task Requirements: Complete today; no extensions allowed]

One hundred thousand yen? !

Shimada Sho's eyes lit up.

"Let's go." He stood up without saying a word. "I'll take you out."