Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

It turns out that it all stemmed from the shelter I had taken in over the previous few days.

What she needs is a haven where she can be treated with sincerity.

Shimada Sho held Tenkai Chizuru's wrist and could feel her throbbing pulse.

He let go of her hand and walked towards the cashier's counter.

When Tenkai Chizuru felt the large hand on her wrist disappear, she felt a sense of emptiness and panic immediately appeared in her eyes.

But then she saw the shop assistant walk around the cashier and suddenly stand in front of her.

The two were less than half a step apart, and Shimada Sho was a full head taller than her.

Looking down from this angle, you can see the whorl of hair on the top of her head and the tips of her slightly trembling eyelashes.

"Shop assistant..."

Tenkai Chizuru's voice was low, and she moved her arm as if she wanted to reach out and hand it to him.

But they dared not be too proactive.

"Do you know what you look like right now?" Shimada Sho asked, looking at her expressionlessly.

Chizuru Amami shook her head. "I...don't know."

"Doesn't it look like a stray dog ​​lying on its back, waiting to be petted?" Shimada Sho raised his hand with a playful expression and placed it on the top of her head.

Tenkai Chizuru was completely stunned.

She felt a touch coming from above her head.

The shop assistant's hands were very large, covering her head and almost completely enveloping it.

The warmth of my palms seeped through my hair to my scalp, a warm, slightly rough sensation.

"Even though he's terrified, he still comes closer." Shimada Sho said again.

As he spoke, his fingers tightened, gripping Tenkai Chizuru's hair.

His touch wasn't strong, but it was enough to force her head back and meet his gaze.

"Even though she was almost crying when she was being yelled at, she still kept running back here."

His thumb brushed across her forehead, brushing her stray bangs aside to reveal her eyes, which were already starting to redden. "Are you sick?"

Tenkai Chizuru's eyes were filled with tears, her eyelashes sticking together wetly.

His lips trembled, but the corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably.

"Ah."

She nodded, her voice trembling with tears, yet also revealing an irrepressible joy.

"I'm sick."

Shimada Sho stared at her, who was both crying and laughing, for a moment, and then released his grip on her hair.

"Go over there." He tilted his head toward the corner next to the cashier.

Chizuru Amami blinked her tear-streaked eyelashes. "...Eh?"

"Don't you understand?" Shimada Sho's tone was tinged with coldness and impatience.

Chizuru Amami's body moved almost reflexively.

She obediently walked to that corner, stood facing the wall, and uneasily hung her hands at her sides.

This corner of the convenience store is right in the blind spot of the security cameras.

One side is the side panel of the cashier counter, and the other side is the back of the upright freezer, forming a narrow, semi-enclosed space.

Just enough for one person to stand in.

Shimada Sho walked over and stood behind her.

"hand."

His voice came from behind and above.

Chizuru Amami paused for half a second, then obediently put her hands behind her back.

Shimada Sho grabbed both of her wrists with one hand.

Her wrists were as thin as the bones of some small bird, and when her two hands were folded together, he could completely encircle them with one hand.

He placed her hands on her lower back to hold them in place.

"Don't move."

Tenkai Chizuru's breathing became noticeably more rapid.

Her forehead was pressed against the wall, and she could feel the cool touch of the wall.

His body was fixed between the wall and his chest, and he could vaguely feel his body temperature from behind, but they weren't completely pressed together.

They maintained a distance that was both close and distant, a distance that made people itch with desire.

“Shop assistant…” Tenkai Chizuru’s voice was muffled.

"Shut up."

Shimada Sho reached out from the side with his other hand and roughly pinched her cheek.

With a firm press of her fingertips, Tenkai Chizuru's delicate cheeks turned pale.

Shimada Sho then pressed his body against her, pinning her against the wall.

"Well……"

Tenkai Chizuru let out a muffled sob.

Her face was pinched out of shape, and her lips were squeezed out, like a fish whose gills were pinched.

"Don't you like being yelled at?"

Shimada Sho's voice was right next to her ear, very low, his breath hitting her earlobe.

"Then enjoy it."

Tenkai Chizuru's body trembled.

It wasn't fear, but a shiver that surged up from the base of the spine and spread throughout the body.

Her eyelashes trembled as she felt her body pressed against the wall, her head unable to move, and the person behind her seemingly able to control her life and death in that instant.

Deep within his pupils, a startling light shone, as if something was burning inside.

At this moment, Shimada Sho made another move.

His hand moved from the girl's face to the back of her neck and gently pinched it.

As her fingers sank into her soft skin, Chizuru Amami hunched over like a cat being grabbed by the scruff of its neck.

"Do you know what you look like right now?" Shimada Sho leaned forward.

He leaned his head over her shoulder, his face almost touching her cheek, and asked in an ambiguous tone.

“I…” Tenkai Chizuru couldn’t speak.

She felt her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

Her hands, bound behind her back, were roughly gripped, and the touch on her neck, though not too light or too heavy, completely immobilized her.

I've lost my freedom, it's like being bound...bound...

"Who would have thought that the little dog cornered and molested by a convenience store clerk would be the famous Chizuru-chan?"

Shimada Sho lowered his head, his lips almost touching her earlobe.

His voice carried an unrestrained laugh, his breath entering her ear canal with a faint warmth.

"If your fans saw their pure and lovely Chizuru-chan like this now..."

Shimada Sho's fingers tightened slightly. "What will they think?"

Tenkai Chizuru's body tensed up suddenly.

I wasn't afraid; instead, I thought of the scene described in that sentence.

She was watched by millions, surrounded by countless cameras, and expected by everyone to be the perfect teenage idol.

At this moment, however, she was pinned against the wall in a blind spot of the surveillance cameras by an ordinary convenience store clerk, who then wantonly tormented her.

If this kind of thing is exposed.

Shimada Sho's words struck the most hidden, most untouchable corner of her heart.

This corner holds her dignity, her pride, and all the brilliance that her idol, Chizuru Amami, has received from her fans since becoming an idol.

Now, however, it has been easily trampled upon and no longer exists.

All that was left was this sick, incurable woman, pinned against the wall, yearning to be treated roughly.

New tears welled up in Chizuru Amami's eyes, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto Sho Shimada's fingers that were pinching the back of her neck.

"Ah... Mr. Shop Assistant..."

Her delicate body trembled even more violently, her breathing became rapid, and a crimson color crept onto her cheeks, until a certain moment—

"Well……"

She let out an uncontrollable sob, her legs trembling as she exhausted all her strength.

My whole body went limp, as if I had no bones.

Seeing this, Shimada Sho raised an eyebrow. "That's... over?"

Chapter Ninety-Four: The Little Idol Goes Naked

Shimada Sho released his grip on her wrists and the back of her neck.

Chizuru Amami lost her support and slid down the wall.

She squatted on the ground, buried her face in her knees, her shoulders still trembling slightly, it was hard to tell whether she was crying or laughing.

Shimada Sho looked down at her curled-up figure.

The hem of her knitted cardigan hung to the ground, and her long, loose hair covered her profile. On the small section of the back of her neck, there were still faint red marks from where he had pinched her earlier.

The convenience store's fluorescent lights cast a pale glow on her, and the compressor in the freezer was still humming.

Shimada Sho reached out and brushed her hair away from her face.

Chizuru Amami raised her head, revealing a face covered in tears.

Her eyes were red, her nose was red, and there were traces of tears on her lips.

But she was laughing, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons, her dimples sinking deep into her mouth.

Shimada Sho looked at her expressionlessly.

"Your makeup is ruined."

Tenkai Chizuru paused for a moment, then hurriedly wiped her face with the back of her hand.

"No, no way... I only wore light makeup today..."

Shimada Sho took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, pulled out one, and pressed it against her face.

"Wipe it yourself."

Chizuru Amami took the tissue, lowered her head, and began to carefully wipe her face.

As she was wiping, she suddenly remembered something and looked up awkwardly, saying, "Sir, you..."

"What's wrong?" Shimada Sho turned to look at her.

She regained her usual liveliness, though her face was slightly flushed, and she asked shyly, "Could you... go out for a moment?"

"..." Shimada Sho looked at her expressionlessly.

Chizuru Amami lowered her head shyly, "I... if the shop assistant wants to see it, I... am..."

"Alright!" Shimada Sho turned around speechlessly and left the cashier.

He opened the convenience store door and went outside, then thoughtfully closed it again, standing at the door like a door god.

You can probably guess what the girl inside is going to do.