Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

The debt of two million is due tomorrow.

He originally planned to log in to Tianhai Qianhe today and transfer the money directly.

It turns out this idol is even poorer than him; he can only resell the content after he receives his appearance fee.

But now it seems that even without that 500,000, this amount of money would have been more than enough.

Tomorrow, he can finally resolve this matter completely.

Pay off the debts and say goodbye to that pathetic past.

From that moment on, he was Shimada Sho, a completely new Shimada Sho who didn't need to be controlled by anyone!

……

Monday, Tokyo.

As the morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, Shimada Sho woke up right on time.

His biological clock had already adapted to the schedule of a high school student.

No alarm clock is needed; your eyes will open on their own.

Sitting up, Shimada Sho stretched his neck.

After my constitution increased by 5, even my sleep quality improved.

I used to wake up feeling heavy, like I was carrying a bag of sand.

Now, however, it feels as light as if it has a different skeleton.

Shimada Sho washed up, ate breakfast, put on his school uniform, and went out.

The air in Higashi-Nakano was crisp and clear in the early morning, and several joggers passed by him on the street.

After stretching his legs a bit, he started running.

"Test the strength of this body now."

With that thought in mind, Shimada Sho ran straight to the school.

I used to have to stop and catch my breath after running 500 meters, but today I ran two kilometers in one go and my breathing was still steady.

"Now this is what running should be like!" Shimada Sho felt increasingly exhilarated.

Completely forgetting the distance, they unknowingly ran to the school gate.

Because we arrived very early, there were only a few people scattered around the school gate.

Shimada Sho slowed down, stopped at the door, and bent over to do a few stretches.

"Mr. Pervert is here really early today."

A familiar voice came from the side.

Shimada Sho looked up and saw Ayase Yuki standing under the rain pavilion at the school gate, holding a folder in her hand, her eyes behind her glasses scrutinizing him up and down.

"Why do you stand guard every day?" Shimada Sho asked casually, wiping his sweat.

"Life guidance assistant, on duty this week." Ayase Yuki flipped through a folder, her gaze sweeping over him. "Mr. Pervert seems a little different today?"

"What's different?"

"I can't quite put my finger on it." She tilted her head and examined herself carefully for two seconds. "I feel... less weak."

"...Do you always speak so rudely?"

“This is an objective description.” Ayase Yuki said without changing her expression. “Before, Mr. Pervert looked like he might faint at any moment, but he seems much more energetic today. Also… did Mr. Pervert get plastic surgery specifically to seduce women?”

"...Thank you for the compliment." Shimada Sho didn't even bother to ask this time.

Although I knew she meant to say that she had become handsome.

But the words she said sounded so awful.

Chapter 74 Today is the Shrine Maiden's Day

My good mood for my morning run was completely ruined by Yuki Ayase's sharp tongue.

Sho Shimada walked into the school feeling depressed.

He completely ignored Ayase Yuki's reminder from behind that he shouldn't forget today's exchange match.

On campus, as a new week begins, most students are still recovering from the leisurely pace of their two-day holiday.

The children walked casually towards the classroom, and the tree-lined path was filled with their cheerful laughter.

As Shimada Sho walked through the campus and entered the school building, his mind was filled with thoughts of going to the yakuza after school to pay off his debts.

I arrived at the classroom without realizing it and found that Kenta Takada and Yosuke Murakami were already there.

They were sitting together, excitedly discussing something.

As soon as Shimada Sho sat down, the two of them turned around as if they had discovered a new continent, their eyes shining as they looked at him.

"Shimada-kun! Did you watch 'The Pinnacle of Singing' last night?!"

Kenta Takada looked excited, holding his phone with a fanatical expression.

Shimada Sho thought to himself, "I not only watched, but I also went on stage to participate."

But he certainly wouldn't actually say that; he just shook his head and said, "No."

"You didn't see it?!" Kenta Takada exclaimed in anguish. "That's Chizuru-chan! Chizuru-chan who appeared on a music variety show! She blew the whole audience away with a Chinese song!"

Yosuke Murakami nodded frantically beside him, his eyes gleaming with fervor behind his glasses: "She's amazing, really! I admit that Chizuru-chan's singing skills couldn't compare to professional singers before, but last night's song was like she was a completely different person!"

"Everyone is praising it!"

Kenta Takada pulled out his phone and opened last night's recording. "Look, look, this one is 'I admit I misjudged her before,' this one is 'Chizuru Amami is a hidden talent,' and this one is 'I'm totally a fan now!'"

Looking at the dense barrage of comments on the video playing on his phone screen, Shimada Sho felt a little conflicted.

He can't exactly say, "That was my singing," can he?

“But speaking of which,” Yosuke Murakami suddenly lowered his voice, looking mysterious, “it seems that Chizuru-chan has fallen out with her mother’s company. She handled the copyright of that song last night herself, and I heard that her mother is furious.”

"Really?" Kenta Takada's eyes widened.

"It's all over the internet." Yosuke Murakami pushed up his glasses. "And look, Chizuru-chan is trending three times today."

Shimada Sho took out his phone and opened the trending topics list.

#Tenkai Chizuru's Initial Dream# ranked fourth in popularity.

#Tenkai Chizuru's singing skills# ranked seventh in popularity.

#Tianhai Qianhe terminates contract with company# trending at number ten.

He clicked on the first comment, and the comment section was filled with positive reviews.

"I used to be indifferent to her, but last night completely changed my mind."

"I listened to this song on repeat all night, it's so good."

"So who picked out all those lousy songs for her before? It wasted so many years of her life."

"Go Chizuru-chan! We support you going solo!"

Shimada Sho looked at it for a while, then put down his phone and silently turned it off.

At this moment, he felt a little strange.

It's like you've done something good, but you can't tell anyone.

"Shimada-kun?" Kenta Takada waved his hand in front of him when he saw him standing there in a daze. "Are you alright?"

"It's nothing," Shimada Sho said, snapping out of his reverie. "Class has started."

As he spoke, he took out a book, opened it, and pretended to study, thus blocking out two enthusiastic fans who wanted to promote their idol.

……

The morning classes ended quickly.

Before I knew it, the lunch break bell was ringing in my ears.

Shimada Sho habitually reached into his bag to get bread, but unexpectedly found nothing.

He then realized that he hadn't brought any bread this morning.

He then withdrew his hand and took out a lunchbox from under the desk outside his backpack.

"Finally..."

Looking at the bento box in his hand, Shimada Sho smiled with satisfaction.

This is a mackerel bento he bought while jogging past a convenience store this morning, a reward for finally saving up enough to pay off his debts.

Although it had been sitting for a morning, the heat inside condensed on the lid, turning into tiny water droplets like dew.

But the lids all had only two words written on them—fresh!

"This is the life a person should live." Shimada Sho opened the lid and enjoyed the food with a happy heart.

The taste was exactly the same as the near-expiry bento I got from Rena Takikawa's shop.

But what you buy yourself is different from what you leave behind. Eating it when you're stressed feels completely different from eating it when you're not stressed.

"I will never eat dry bread again."

After enjoying his bento box, Shimada Sho silently made a decision in his heart.

Immediately, the system panel opened:

【Kamidai Yukiyin】

[Development Progress: 51%]

[Connection Cooling Down: Reset (Connectable)]

After connecting with Chizuru Amami yesterday and regaining consciousness, Sho Shimada fell into a deep sleep.

Overnight, the young lady's connection cooldown returned to zero.

It was like before, back to the familiar rhythm of connecting with the young lady every noon.

However, judging from what Yukine Kamishiro said before, he was grounded and couldn't go to school, so he should still be at home now, right?

Once you reach level 50, the character slots will be unlocked, and you won't need to rack your brains to complete tasks every day anymore.

In addition, his debt problem was also resolved, and he was no longer in a constant state of tension.

"Let's go online and chat for a bit, take a break." Shimada Sho leaned on the table and started the connection.

[Should we add the character "Kamishiro Yukine"?]

"Yes."

[Do you want to enable the "managed mode" for the main game?]

"no."

After confirmation, consciousness left the body, and a feeling of weightlessness overwhelmed me.

When the lights came back on, the surrounding scenery had changed.

It wasn't a familiar classroom, nor did it resemble the Kamishiro family's residence.

Instead, it resembles a quiet garden.

The path paved with bluestone slabs meanders forward, with neatly trimmed bushes on both sides.

In the distance, an ancient wooden building sits nestled among the greenery, its vermilion beams gleaming warmly in the sunlight.

The air was filled with the scent of incense, mixed with the fresh fragrance of herbs and trees.

Shimada Sho glanced down at his outfit.

She wore a white top, red hakama, and her long silver hair was tied up in a bun at the back of her head, wrapped in white sandalwood paper.

She was wearing white tabi socks and wooden clogs.

"This is... a shrine maiden's outfit?"

Shimada Sho blinked, then blinked again.

In her mind, Yukine Kamishiro's voice echoed: "Good afternoon, Mr. Thug."