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

Chapter 92 The Approaching Transfer Student

Tsukimi Sakura blinked unwillingly.

If I could, I would love to go back to that day and replace myself with the one who said those words.

Her Highness chose to settle for second best.

"Then, can we walk together at a distance?"

"After all, Miyazawa-kun's condition is worrying. If we go to school together, I can help him if he needs anything on the way."

Miyazawa Itsuki pondered for a while.

"I'm fine with anything, so shall I go first today?"

"Um.

After making their decision, the two took the elevator together.

At the entrance of the apartment, Miyazawa Itsuki went ahead first.

After walking for several dozen meters, Tsukimi Sakura followed.

The two maintained a distance of one in front of the other.

On his journey, Miyazawa Itsuki would occasionally look back.

Every time I turned around, I met the Saintess's gentle gaze.

The girl smiled knowingly and nodded at him.

This feeling is truly amazing.

Aside from Rino and Shiori, my experiences of going to and from school with girls were limited to these two.

There was no one else.

Now, those two are either not around, or they can no longer attend school normally.

I thought I would never have a similar experience again.

As Miyazawa Itsuki was thinking about these things, his cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

It was Tsukimi Sakura who sent a message.

[Sakura: Miyazawa-kun, look southeast]

Miyazawa looked in the direction indicated.

It is a lush cherry blossom avenue, in full bloom, with petals falling in abundance.

Tsukimi Sakuna approached and reached out to catch the falling petals.

A breeze blew from somewhere, making the petals swirl and the girl's hair sway.

This scene was like a painting.

Miyazawa Itsuki silently admired it for a while.

Then reply:

[Tree: The cherry blossoms are beautiful]

But there are actually things more beautiful than cherry blossoms. It's just hard to put into words.

[Sakura: Yeah, it's cherry blossom season now.]

[Sakuna: Is Miyazawa-kun interested in cherry blossom viewing?]

Cherry blossom viewing?

Miyazawa Itsuki was slightly taken aback.

Such artistic activities are somewhat distant for him now.

During Tokyo's cherry blossom season, many tourists flock there specifically for the cherry blossoms.

But the excitement belongs to others; Miyazawa Itsuki's only connection is with the cherry blossom season.

It involves taking photos of customers with cherry blossoms while working, and praising them as more beautiful than the flowers themselves.

[Sakura: Well, since I have an assignment for art class that requires me to submit a landscape sketch, I'm planning to go to a nearby park to do it sometime. Miyazawa-kun, would you like to come along?]

It turned out to be the case.

Miyazawa Itsuki thought for a moment and realized that he seemed to have a similar assignment.

I originally only planned to sketch a landscape painting of the area near my home.

But since Her Highness had extended the invitation a second time, he certainly had no reason to refuse.

[Tree: No problem, please let me come along]

[Sakura: Hmm!!]

Tsukimi Sakura's eyes and brows were beaming with joy.

She carefully read Miyazawa Itsuki's reply several times, then put her phone away with satisfaction.

She returned to her outward appearance, that flawless [saintly] form.

The two then rode the same tram in the same carriage.

The closer we got to the school, the more people we saw wearing Sakura Ryougi uniforms along the way.

A student from the same class as Tsukimi Sakura greeted her.

The girl responded flawlessly.

Miyazawa Itsuki stayed alone not far from Tsukimi Sakuna.

Although I saw a few somewhat familiar faces, they seemed to be classmates.

But those people all had someone with them, so it seemed like no one noticed him.

Even if they notice it, they will most likely pretend they didn't see it.

The marginalized man's plan was inexplicably successful.

And so, I got off the tram.

Arriving at the streets near Sakura Hill, only a short distance remained before reaching the school.

Miyazawa Itsuki glanced at Tsukimi Sakuna.

Her Highness was already surrounded by girls, and a spirited young girl was excitedly talking to her.

Her name is... I think it's Sasaki Haruna.

We mentioned it in a casual chat before.

Seemingly noticing his gaze, Tsukimi Sakuna subtly turned her eyes toward Miyazawa Itsuki.

Their gazes met in the air.

Miyazawa nodded to her and mouthed "See you soon" to her.

Then he left first.

I don't know why, but I always felt that Her Highness's last gaze...

It feels a bit like being an abandoned little animal.

Back to Group C of Year 2.

It was the familiar noise; students were gathered in twos and threes.

As soon as Miyazawa Itsuki entered the classroom, several boys he didn't know well noticed him and greeted him.

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"Hey, isn't this Miyazawa? I heard you were sick yesterday. Are you alright?"

The speaker's name is Fukuda, and he was a teammate in last week's PE class.

"Yes, I'm much better now, thank you for your concern."

"Let's play ball together again when you're better. Your skills are so good, we need someone like you."

"If the opportunity arises, I would be happy to."

Miyazawa Itsuki responded politely.

After dealing with his classmates, he shifted his gaze to the side.

That was where his two new friends, Yuta Nakamura and Takato Tanaka, were sitting.

The two otaku noticed Miyazawa Itsuki's arrival from the very beginning.

I didn't dare to approach him because I was worried about him talking to someone of high status in the class.

"Mr. Miyazawa, how are you feeling?"

"Miyazawa, we wanted to visit you yesterday, but our homeroom teacher rejected our request when we asked for the address, saying that a representative from our class had already visited. We're sorry."

"Thank you, I'm fine," Miyazawa Itsuki said. "I appreciate your kind words. It's alright if you don't come to visit me. I would feel guilty if I accidentally infected you."

"It won't be that serious."

"I was planning to bring my game console to the Miyazawa house to play together. If that's the case, I'll bring a couple more masks."

During the conversation.

Tanaka Takato noticed the bandage on his right hand.

"Hey? Mr. Miyazawa, what happened to your hand?"

Miyazawa Itsuki raised his right hand and smiled casually: "Oh, this is just a cut from something sharp, nothing serious."

"It must hurt a lot, it looks kind of scary."

"Miyazawa seems to be having a lot of bad luck lately. Should we try drawing a fortune stick at a temple?"

Miyazawa Itsuki shook his head.

"It's not that serious, it's just a minor injury, it'll be fine in a couple of days."

Although it will be inconvenient to be unable to use my right hand for the time being, fortunately, I have mastered LV2 level [pen calligraphy].

The skill automatically helped him master the technique of writing with his non-dominant hand.

Therefore, basic writing is not a problem.

I initially thought this bonus tip was pretty useless.

Unexpectedly, there was a pleasant surprise.

Yuta Nakamura suppressed his worried look.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, she said to Miyazawa Itsuki, "Oh right, there was a news story yesterday that I feel I need to share with Miyazawa."

"What?"

"Yesterday, when Miyazawa wasn't around, Takato and I went to the classroom office to ask the homeroom teacher for your home address—"

"I saw a beautiful older sister talking to the class teacher."

"A beautiful older sister?"

Miyazawa Itsuki was confused; what did this have to do with him?

"That older woman seemed to be a working professional. She had very dark circles under her eyes and was a bit short, but her makeup was very exquisite."

The clothes she was wearing also looked expensive.

Takato Tanaka added, "It seems she was discussing a transfer with the homeroom teacher. I saw a transfer form on the homeroom teacher's desk."

"Furthermore, she asked the homeroom teacher about something, and we heard a pronunciation similar to 'tree.' Could it be related to you, Miyazawa?"

Miyazawa Itsuki was somewhat speechless.

"You must have misheard. There are quite a few words that sound similar to 'tree'."

"At least, I don't feel like I have anything that needs to be looked for."

Even [Miyazawa Teru], who works as a rented boyfriend, pays his taxes properly. There's no need for anyone to come knocking on his door.

Needless to say, Miyazawa Itsuki's identity is also obvious.

Having shed the aspect of being a rented boyfriend, even the potential romantic entanglements no longer exist.

It absolutely couldn't be his doing.

After saying goodbye to his two friends, Miyazawa Itsuki returned to his seat.

I put down my bag and sat down.

My gaze unconsciously drifted to the side.

The girl with long blonde hair also watched him silently.

Or rather, it was never moved in the first place.

Good morning, Asahi-kun.

Miyazawa Itsuki gave what he thought was a kind smile.

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