Tokyo: Becoming the Perfect Male God Starting with a Rented Boyfriend.

While we were waiting, the door to the laundry room was pushed open, and Asahi Yuzu peeked out.

"Sister, so you've been here all along."

"What's wrong, Yuzu?"

"It's nothing, I just came to tell my sister that the bath water is ready."

"I understand. Thank you, Yuzu."

"Hehehe, you're welcome. As long as you allow me to attend your date tomorrow, that's fine."

"That's absolutely unacceptable!"

Naomi Asahina puffed out her cheeks.

"Hey—why? I won't bother my sister and Hui-ge. I'll just be a third wheel."

"It's precisely because of the light bulb that it's not allowed!"

Yuzu pouted: "Big sister is so stingy."

Then, bored, Yuzu went into the laundry room and looked around.

Her attention was drawn to Naomi's pajamas, and she sighed, somewhat dumbfounded.

"Hey sis, can you at least pay a little attention to your appearance at home? Why are you wearing these pajamas?"

"What's wrong? This outfit feels very comfortable to wear."

"Don't you think you have terrible taste wearing such unfashionable pajamas?"

"What does it matter if I'm at home!"

Naomi Asahina blushed.

"Seriously, that's why Hui-ge never comes to our house as a guest."

"We haven't been in contact at all, okay? I wouldn't wear this if Hui-jun came!"

"Even if it weren't for the clothes, if Hui-ge came to visit, he might see what's in my sister's room and become disillusioned with her."

"No, Hui-jun said that I like it no matter what."

"That's something I only say when my sister looks good. If I'm disappointed in her understated beauty, I won't give a reason for breaking up with her."

"Grapefruit!!"

The girl became angry and embarrassed.

The dryer finished its work in the midst of the sisters' bickering.

Naomi Asahina gritted her teeth and said, "I'll teach you a lesson later," before taking the clothes out of the dryer and putting them away.

Yuzu ran to the door, saw the clothes in her hand, and looked incredulous.

"Sister, those are your clothes from junior high school. Are you planning to wear them to see Brother Hui tomorrow?"

"Mind your own business!"

"My sister is beyond saving." Asahi Yuzu said this briefly before quickly disappearing from Naomi's sight.

Naomi Asahina closed her eyes, forcibly suppressing her anger.

He snorted and went back to his room with his clothes in his arms.

……

inside the room.

Naomi Asahina changed into a dress and twirled in front of the full-length mirror.

The mirror reflected a stunningly beautiful young woman whose plain clothes could not conceal her beauty.

Asahina Omi hummed softly, as if she had thought of something, and pulled a small box out of the cabinet under the bed.

Inside the box was a pair of round-framed glasses that Naomi hadn't worn since her refractive surgery.

Now, wearing it again and looking in the mirror, she seemed to have found a bit of her former self again.

With his outdated hairstyle and tasteless round-framed glasses, he looked timid and gloomy, radiating a complete lack of confidence.

This is Naomi from junior high school.

Compared to Naomi today, she's worlds apart.

Naomi Asahina looked down at a certain part of her body.

"It's still very tight..."

During my junior high school years, the weight on my chest was the source of my distress.

Years passed, and as her body developed, she didn't become much taller; instead, her annoying fat became more and more abundant.

If it weren't for it, perhaps things wouldn't have happened...

Memories from that time flashed through my mind.

Asahina Omi, a junior high school student, is an ordinary girl who is good for nothing except for her breasts.

She's not good at socializing, not good at dressing up, always keeps her head down, and sits alone reading magical girl comics.

She loved these kinds of stories, dreaming of the unassuming girls in comics who secretly became shining saviors.

But no one around her shares the same interests.

Even if she mustered the courage to strike up a conversation with someone, all she received in return were countless dismissive glances and mocking smiles.

"Hey, did you guys know that that country bumpkin Asahi actually likes magical girls? It's hilarious."

"Are there really magical girls that tacky?"

"Who wants to talk to her about such childish things? It made my rating drop."

The harsh words upset her.

She had no choice but to suppress her desire to explore the outside world and became taciturn.

But malice did not let her off easily.

One day, a handsome but frivolous boy called her to an empty classroom.

He confessed his feelings to Naomi.

"I've been watching you for a long time. Be my girlfriend."

"That's what the frivolous handsome guy said."

Naomi Asahina was at a loss.

She does crave social interaction and friendship, but not romantic relationships.

She had absolutely no desire to be in a relationship.

Moreover, even Naomi had heard some of the rumors about that boy.

Asahina Naomi absolutely does not want to have any contact with such a person, let alone associate with them.

She immediately refused him and then took the opportunity to run out of the classroom.

The next day, the group of hot girls in the class approached Naomi.

"So you're the one harassing others?"

"I didn't expect someone who looks honest to be so shrewd behind the scenes."

"...I didn't!"

Naomi Asahina attempted to explain.

But the sexy girls didn't want to listen and simply slapped her.

At that moment, she was so frightened that she closed her eyes.

But the expected slap did not come.

When they opened their eyes, a girl was blocking their way.

She's a top figure in the class, so let's just call her the Queen.

"Let's skip the face-slapping. This face is so cute; it would be a shame to ruin it."

She spoke with a smile.

The Queen comes from a wealthy family and often gives small favors to the Spice Girls, so her opinions can almost sway their actions.

The group of sexy girls yielded to the queen and let Naomi off the hook.

Naomi Asahina was very grateful to her.

Perhaps out of boredom at having to protect the weak, the Queen began to show some concern for Naomi after that incident.

During lunch break, I would invite her to eat together and share some of the food from my lunchbox with her.

Even though it was scraps that the Queen didn't like to eat, Naomi believed it was proof of their friendship.

She made her first friend.

Friends are those who share things they love.

After talking with the Queen, Asahina discovered that although the Queen seemed cold, she was actually very easy to talk to.

Even his own childish hobbies were tolerated.

He would occasionally chime in with a comment or two as Naomi enthusiastically shared her thoughts on magical girls.

Although it wasn't correct most of the time, Naomi was still very happy.

The content of the conversation is secondary; the most important thing is the person who is willing to listen.

As she reveled in the joy of making new friends, the Queen's birthday approached.

Naomi Asahina asked the Queen what kind of birthday gift she hoped to receive.

"Hehe, just give me what Naomi likes the most."

The Queen said with a smile.

Naomi Asahina took those words to heart.

The Queen certainly knew what her favorite things were.

That's a classic manga from the first magical girl series.

It is no longer available on the market.

On the day of the Queen's birthday party.

Naomi arrived at the Queen's house carrying a thick volume of manga.

Her classmates were already celebrating; no one was waiting for her.

Naomi Asahina sat in the corner, forcing a smile, clutching her manga, watching the main character in the crowd.

At that moment, that girl truly seemed like a queen.

The birthday party quickly progressed to the gift-giving stage.

Everyone's gifts were in keeping with the Queen's style—either exquisite, expensive, or both.

Finally, it was Naomi's turn.

The crowd parted to make way, and the Queen slowly approached.

"Naomi, did you bring me a present?"

"Yes, of course I brought it." Asahina had been waiting for this moment, her stomach growling with hunger.

She handed over her prized collector's edition comic book with a smile.

"Give……"

"Huh? You're serious?"

The Queen's sharp, mocking laughter interrupted her.

Everyone at the birthday party, who had been holding back for a while, finally burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect her to actually bring all this stuff!"