Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

Why are you suddenly so possessive of your food?

Chapter Fifty-Five: I Have a Friend

The afternoon sun shines warmly over the Kanda River.

Tourists strolled together, their laughter echoing through the air. Cherry blossoms drifted down from the trees in the gentle breeze, creating ripples on the river's surface.

At a small stall by the riverbank, Yukine Kamishiro sat gracefully behind a plastic table, picking up a piece of rice and eating it in small bites.

He closed his eyes and savored the moment, then picked up the mineral water bottle next to him, unscrewed it, and took a small sip.

Despite the simple dining environment, she managed to make it feel like a five-star hotel.

Chew slowly and swallow gently until all the food in your mouth is gone. Then, look up at Nozomi Sasaki in front of you and ask calmly, "Why did you come here?"

"Huh?" The girl, who had been staring at the fried rice and swallowing her saliva from time to time, snapped out of her daze upon hearing this and subconsciously waved her hand, "I, I don't want to eat it."

"Ok?"

"Ah! I'm here to find someone, the boy who helped me the other day!"

Realizing what she had said was incredibly stupid, Nozomi Sasaki was mortified and quickly explained, "I was supposed to go to work this afternoon, so I wanted to come out early to buy a bento box. But I ran into the guy who helped me the other day on the street corner, so I wanted to catch up and thank him."

She was afraid that the young lady would hear what she had just said, so she raised her voice to deceive herself.

After finishing speaking in one breath, she looked nervously at Yukine Kamishiro.

"And then?" The young lady didn't react much and picked up another mouthful of rice.

“And then…” Nozomi Sasaki blushed, then smiled sheepishly, “and then I lost track of them…”

The young lady paused, her hand holding the chopsticks still.

She put down her chopsticks, took out a napkin, and elegantly wiped her mouth.

After finishing his meal, he sat up and asked, "Where did you see him?"

"It's in 3-cho... in Takano 3-cho, at the traffic light at the street exit, not far from my house."

Sasaki Nozomi, thinking that the young lady might not be familiar with the area, specifically explained the exact location.

Upon hearing this, Yukine Kamishiro looked in the direction of Sanchome, a thoughtful expression on her face.

After a moment, he turned back and asked, "What does he look like?"

"He looks...very handsome." Nozomi Sasaki replied based on her impression.

The young lady frowned slightly. "Specifically?"

“Specifically…” Nozomi Sasaki didn’t know how to describe it, but after thinking for a moment, her eyes suddenly lit up, “Right, he was wearing a school uniform, and he was very tall, and his hair… was probably a buzz cut!”

"Is it a dark blue Western-style school uniform?" Yukine Kamishiro suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Nozomi Sasaki exclaimed in surprise, "How did you know, Kamishiro-kun?"

"Go on, tell me where you met him, and what kind of school uniform he wore."

Yukine Kamishiro did not answer, but made the request again.

But Nozomi Sasaki was stumped. "The location is near my house, but as for the style... I can't describe it..."

She has no interest in fashion design, and her knowledge of clothing styles is limited to broad categories.

For example, skirts and suits; it would be difficult to ask for specific styles.

"I see." The young lady looked thoughtful.

After a moment, he took out his phone and said, "Take a look and see which one of these looks the most similar."

She opened the most popular online shopping platform in Japan.

In the shopping cart in the account backend, no fewer than twenty styles of Japanese boys' suit school uniforms have already been pre-selected.

“Um, I…” Nozomi Sasaki did not come over immediately.

Seeing the young lady look up, she explained somewhat apologetically, "I was in such a hurry to leave that I didn't have time to buy a lunchbox. If I'm delayed for too long..."

"Eat this." Yukine Kamishiro generously pointed to the plate in front of her.

She made a large plate of fried rice, but she ate it slowly and didn't even finish a third of it.

"Huh?" Nozomi Sasaki looked surprised. "Is...is it okay to eat?"

The young lady answered her with her actions.

I got up, went to the stall owner and borrowed a plate, then came back and scooped out half of the rice.

After carefully comparing the two plates, he took out the smaller one and handed it to Sasaki Nozomi, saying, "You can have this one."

"If I eat... won't it be enough for Kamishiro-kun?" She was still a little uncertain.

“There’s too much, we can’t finish it all,” Yukine Kamishiro replied calmly.

Hearing this, Nozomi Sasaki was completely relieved.

She took the plate, placed it in front of her, rubbed her hands together, and showed an expectant expression.

After the young lady handed her the chopsticks, she put her hands together and said, "Then I won't be polite."

As he spoke, he eagerly unpacked the chopsticks, picked up a mouthful of rice, and put it in his mouth.

She also wanted to savor it carefully, just like the young lady had done.

The next second, his eyes widened instantly.

"Well--!"

Sasaki Nozomi, cheeks puffed out, mumbled, "So delicious! Did Kamishiro-kun make this?!"

"Mm." Yukine Kamishiro nodded.

"When did you learn that? That's amazing!" Nozomi Sasaki took another bite, chewing with a blissful expression. "The rice is so delicious, each grain is perfect! It's a hundred times better than the ones from convenience stores!"

"Stir-fry over high heat to get plenty of wok hei (wok aroma)."

Yukine Kamishiro also picked up her own portion.

While picking up rice, he responded to Nozomi Sasaki, a hint of smugness in his tone.

"Wok hei..." Nozomi Sasaki tried to understand the word, nodding as if she understood, "Kamishiro-kun is really amazing, she can fight and cook at the same time."

"Fight?" Yukine Kamishiro looked puzzled.

“It was in Kabukicho last time.” Nozomi Sasaki was lost in memories, her face filled with admiration. “You were so cool when you went to find those delinquents. Although I was scared at the time, now that I think about it, Kamishiro-kun made them all kneel down and beg for mercy all by himself. That was amazing.”

Yukine Kamishiro quietly ate a bite of fried rice without saying a word.

Nozomi Sasaki finished her fried rice, put down her chopsticks, and breathed a satisfied sigh of relief. "Phew! I'm back to life."

She glanced at the time and realized she still had plenty of time, so she leaned over the table, rested her head on her arm, and watched Yukine Kamishiro eat.

"Check your phone."

Without even looking up, the young lady handed over the latest customized mobile phone.

This time, Nozomi Sasaki did not refuse.

However, after taking the phone and seeing the more than twenty school uniforms that had already been selected in the shopping cart, I couldn't help but feel curious.

Why did Kamishiro choose so many school uniforms?

"I want to wear it."

"But isn't this a men's style?"

"Choose." Yukine Kamishiro still did not answer.

Unless you know her well, it's hard to tell the difference in her tone.

But with just that one word, Nozomi Sasaki inexplicably felt pressured.

She didn't dare ask any more questions and obediently lowered her head to stare at the screen, clicking on each item one by one and comparing them with the school uniform of the boy in her memory.

At this moment, the young lady spoke up again, "I have a friend who may also be studying in Tokyo, but I don't know which school."

"Huh? So you've decided to start with school uniforms?"

"Hmm." It took Yukine Kamishiro more than ten minutes to finish the rice on her plate. She wiped her mouth and said, "He might be a classmate of the boy who saved Nozomi."

When she said the word "classmate," Yukine Kamishiro's lips curled up slightly.

Although the smile was faint, Sasaki Nozomi, who had never seen the young lady smile before, was stunned.

How can someone have such a touching smile?

……

Chapter Fifty-Six: The Bloodhound - Yukine Kamishiro!

[The managed service model is ongoing...]

[Player's mental stress level detected: Too high, approaching the critical threshold.]

[Analysis in progress...]

[Analysis Result: The player has been under high stress recently due to debt crisis, character development pressure, academic pressure, etc., which has triggered the system's protection mechanism.]

In front of Shimada Sho, lines of text appeared on a highly technological light screen.

As a result, his heart started pounding.

After Shimada Sho went offline, he took over the body that was trying to go further.

Fearing another accident, he rushed back to his residence without delay.

Then, without even checking the login and settlement details, he hurriedly started the program for receiving the managed memories.

There's nothing we can do; the situation was really unexpected.

He was logged into his character's body and doing a quest when suddenly he saw his real body appear in front of him.

This whole thing seems really weird.

Putting aside the task rewards for now, he needed to figure out why this situation had occurred.

Otherwise, delaying video editing is a minor issue; if the system suddenly goes crazy and deliberately brings his body to the character, causing his identity to be exposed, that would be a real problem.

After all, what he planned to do was transfer the money directly, which was no different from theft.

[Plan a stress-relief method...Activate "Relaxation Mode": The system will automatically select low-risk, high-reward stress-relief activities to help players alleviate mental stress.]

Fortunately, the system did not go crazy as he had guessed.

The stress relief plan was activated simply because his stress levels were detected to be too high.

That makes sense.

Shimada Sho felt relieved and turned his gaze to the scene that appeared in his memory.

Shortly after his consciousness left, his physical body stood up from in front of the computer.

Then I went out of the room, downstairs, and into a convenience store to buy a few rice balls and put them in my pocket.

He then mechanically turned the corner, glancing around.

[Assessment and evaluation... The nearest relaxation and leisure area... Kanda River...]

Amidst the continuous system analysis sounds, the main body headed towards the Kanda River.

Cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and crowds are bustling about.

He walked slowly among the tourists, occasionally stopping to look at the flower petals on the river surface, and occasionally taking a bite of a rice ball.

After walking for about twenty minutes, I stopped when I passed the food festival.

[An ongoing leisure activity has been detected that meets the "low risk, high reward" criteria. Participation is recommended as it can effectively divert attention and relieve mental stress.]

[Activate secondary commands: Securing as much positive feedback as possible for the player (prizes, medals, social recognition, etc.).]

Then his body went to the registration desk and registered for the competition.

The competition proceeded smoothly and effortlessly.

Regardless of the rhythm of tossing the wok, the angle of stirring, or the order of adding seasonings, the original version surpasses even Shimada Sho's performance when he dominated Kamishiro Yukine.

Seeing this, Shimada Sho probably understood why he only got a bronze medal.

Because he's really strong!