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

Chapter 94 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 Omi accepted them all, maintaining relationships with these people required more than just personal charm to satisfy their appetites.

Popularity as a model is a glittering label, but it is also bait that attracts 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 you 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 lunch box.

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 were to 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 eye-catching and beautiful girls around her, the girl with light chestnut-colored long 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 incredibly holy today."

"Just looking at her would make me feel so happy I could become a Buddha. 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 have to 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 "I've 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.]

[Sakura: I'll be waiting for Miyazawa-kun there]

After sending these two LINE messages, Tsukimi Sakura walked away in the light of the crowd.

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

"Her Highness was smiling at me just now, wasn't she? Miyazawa? She must have been, 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 doubtfully, "But what about those people 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 Holy Maiden gave her a look 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 experienced 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 with a heavy heart.

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.

Tsukimi Sakuna's relaxed expression vanished.

She was restored to her flawless appearance, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed.

I never expected to see him here.

That girl named Naomi Asahina.

The two exchanged glances in silence.

Tsukimi Sakura had expected her to question her and was prepared to respond.

The reply concerned why she left Miyazawa-kun's house and their relationship.

But in the end, Asahina simply blurted out, "Did you make all his bento boxes?"

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Tsukimi Sakura gazed at her.

A sliver of hope remained in the girl's eyes.

Then, she answered softly, "Yes."

The last glimmer of light in Naomi Asahina's eyes was completely extinguished.

She heard the saintess's emotionless voice say, "I also have questions for Asahi-kun."

"Please speak."

Were you with him last weekend?

A flicker of color crossed Naomi Asahina's empty pupils.

The events of that day are replaying in my mind. Rewind.

"That's right."

The girl's tone was calm yet firm.

This is the only sentence she can openly admit.

He not only stayed with me, but also became my one-day boyfriend.

—We kissed indirectly, touched intimately, and he even fell asleep on my lap.

But she still couldn't bring herself to say those words.

Speaking out might destroy their relationship.

A voice inside her urged her on, like a devil's temptation.

But that's not allowed.

She had already gone all the way by mentioning that they had met over the weekend. She hadn't even wanted to say that in the first place.

Because it would cause him trouble.

But it's clear that Shujun's girlfriend has already caught him red-handed, so there's no point in trying to cover it up anymore.

Moreover, to be honest...

Naomi didn't want to lose too badly in front of her love rival.

She saw the beautiful [saint's] pupils tremble slightly.

"Hehe, just as I thought."

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