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

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Furthermore, due to her low spirits, the "compensation" and comfort given to her were not as thorough as before.

Ninomiya gave two dry laughs.

"Okay, then you should bring it next time you have the chance."

After saying that, she turned and left, returning to her own little circle.

As the class's standard hot girl, Ninomiya dyed her hair a blonde similar to Naomi's and deliberately shortened her skirt.

Anyone with eyes can see that she is imitating Asahina Oomi, getting close to the latter, and also trying to improve her status in the class.

However, her appearance wasn't as outstanding as Naomi's, and her personality was also quite harsh.

They didn't give a friendly look to otaku like Nakamura and Tanaka.

The difference in popularity between the two was inevitable.

Miyazawa Itsuki silently took all of this in.

The two friends in front of them also turned around at the same time.

Nakamura and Tanaka went to Miyazawa Itsuki's seat after class.

The three marginal students in the class also formed a group similar to a clique.

After being amazed by Miyazawa Itsuki's left-handed writing skills, the two were drawn to the group of girls nearby.

Like Miyazawa Itsuki, he listened to the entire process.

Nakamura Yuta whispered:

"It feels like being sucked blood."

Although he didn't say it explicitly, both Miyazawa Itsuki and Tanaka understood what he meant.

Chapter 93 The First Clash Between the Sun and the Moon

Naomi Asahina tries her best to befriend everyone.

However, everyone's personality and preferences are very different.

As the tides of life sift through the sands, it's inevitable that some people with personality flaws will squeeze into her social network.

Although Asahina accepted them all, personal charm alone was clearly not enough to satisfy their appetites in order to maintain relationships with them.

Popularity as a model is a glittering label, but it can also be bait for those with ill intentions.

Everyone knows that Asahina Omi is cute, rich, generous, and very tolerant of her friends.

Some people noticed Naomi's peculiar views on friendship, took advantage of this to get close to her, and then ruthlessly exploited her.

Miyazawa Itsuki also had a vague feeling that this was not a good thing, but unfortunately he did not have the position to express his opinion.

That was Asahina's own choice; she's not stupid, so she's probably aware of it.

But what his reasons were for letting things drift was something he didn't know.

What is it that makes one value "friends" so much?

Miyazawa Itsuki's eyes revealed a thoughtful expression.

After Ninomiya left, many girls kept bothering Naomi with questions.

Because she was not in good condition, Naomi's response was very reluctant.

The conversations among the girls in Group C mainly revolved around Naomi. Since Naomi was being negative, the conversations seemed particularly cold.

The girls' gathering during break time ended in a subtly awkward atmosphere.

The morning classes continued.

It wasn't until lunch break that we got back to work.

Miyazawa Itsuki took out the prepared lunchbox.

They left their seats and the classroom.

The corridor was bustling with people.

The situation was particularly severe in front of the classrooms of Grade 2A students.

Many students who weren't in that class were also loitering around the area.

If you ask why...

It can only be blamed on the fact that there was an idol-level super beauty in that class.

Miyazawa Itsuki pushed his way through the crowd, managing to advance a little further with great difficulty.

A sudden commotion arose in the crowd.

He looked over instinctively.

Ahead, there is a girl surrounded by admirers.

Among a group of beautiful girls around her, the girl with light chestnut hair was undoubtedly the cutest.

Her gentle and dignified smile and elegant demeanor made her truly worthy of the title of "Saintess".

"Her Highness is exceptionally holy today."

"Just one glance at her would make me feel blissfully happy. I can't imagine anyone being able to bear spending every day with her."

Miyazawa looked at the boy beside her who was looking at her with admiration; it was Fukuda from her class.

"Even the prettiest girl is still a human being. You're going a bit too far."

"Huh? Miyazawa, I think you don't understand at all. I must explain to you the greatness of Her Highness the Saintess."

Fukuda began to preach at length.

Fukuda's voice seemed a bit loud, and Tsukimi Sakuna's gaze swept lightly in their direction.

Then, I saw Miyazawa Itsuki in the crowd.

His amber eyes narrowed slightly, as if to say, "Found it," and he smiled mischievously.

Then I took out my phone and started typing.

A vibration came from Miyazawa Itsuki's pocket.

[Sakura: Please come to the sycamore grove behind the school building later.]

[Sakuna: I will wait for Miyazawa-kun there]

After sending these two LINE messages, Tsukimi Sakura walked away in the distance under everyone's gaze.

The crowd was still arguing about her last, enigmatic smile.

"Her Highness was smiling at me just now, wasn't she? Miyazawa? It must be, right?"

Ignoring the agitated and noisy Fukuda.

Miyazawa Itsuki also left the corridor, from another direction.

After several twists and turns along the way, he deliberately arrived a few minutes late to avoid any suspicion that the price was so low as to be nonexistent.

The grove of plane trees behind the school building is quite large, and it is full of ancient trees that have been around for many years.

Although it's called a forest, it's not much different from a botanical garden.

The sunlight here is tinged with emerald green, and patches of light on the ground resemble scattered coins.

Miyazawa Itsuki advanced more than a hundred meters through it.

Then, at a fork in the road, I heard a familiar voice.

"Miyazawa-kun".

A tuft of light chestnut hair peeked out from behind a tree.

Tsukimi Sakuna called his name softly.

Miyazawa Itsuki walked out of the main road and arrived at the place where the Saintess was.

Beyond the giant tree lies a winding, secluded path.

Inside is a small open space with a huge cross-section of a tree for resting.

"There are actually such secluded places?"

Miyazawa Itsuki was surprised.

He received a message from Tsukimi Sakura, asking to meet the Saintess at school, and was initially a little worried.

"Yes, Hina told me that no one usually comes here. So Miyazawa-kun can rest assured."

Tsukimi Sakura was somewhat smug.

Miyazawa Itsuki asked in confusion:

"But what about those who are chasing after Tsukimi-san? They might follow us too, right?"

"It's not that exaggerated. Because of what happened before, everyone is very sensitive about this kind of behavior. And I've also worked hard to get rid of it."

Her Highness the Saintess gave off an expression that said, "Don't underestimate me."

"So, please take out your bento, Miyazawa-kun. I will take your right hand, just like before."

Tsukimi Sakura's smile was flawless.

……

The lunch break was coming to an end.

Miyazawa Itsuki once again received meticulous feeding services, only this time it was inside the school.

Tsukimi Sakura didn't let him leave until the bento box was completely empty.

Not long after Miyazawa Itsuki left in a state of trepidation.

Tsukimi Sakura also walked out from the exit of the sycamore grove.

And it's not far from the exit.

A girl with long blonde hair stood quietly.

His eyes were vacant.