I'm in Tokyo, and I'm a professional boyfriend.

"Ooh!"

[508] Secret Weapon

Good morning, Shiina-kun.

"Coming to early morning study again? You're so diligent."

"Good morning."

Smiling, Shiina Iori greeted her classmates as they passed by in the corridor, then headed straight for the library.

After a period of calm, the controversy surrounding him at the University of Tokyo has gradually subsided. Although occasionally some enthusiastic fans can still be spotted lurking in the bushes near the school gate, they mostly rush up to ask for autographs.

Compared to the level of paparazzi photos and bear hugs at the very beginning, this is nothing.

After discovering that even the famous 'Sakurai Rito' was facing cramming for the final exams, the almost outrageous rumors about him naturally disappeared.

Sometimes, ignoring public opinion is far easier to extinguish than constantly adding fuel to the fire.

The only slight difference is...

"Nanano-san, are you in charge of supervising the shift again today?"

Beside him followed a tall woman, who was about 1.8 meters tall and dressed casually. She was about two or three meters behind him, glancing around every now and then. Her steps were crisp and powerful, and her actions were swift and efficient.

Upon hearing the other person speak to her, Nana no Tsubame, who was in charge of protecting Mr. Shiina today, nodded calmly:

"You can just pretend I don't exist."

Shiina Iori couldn't help but give a wry smile.

Who can really ignore a living, breathing person wandering around them?

However, since it was Xing's request, he couldn't refuse even if he wanted to.

Since the attack on him at the Budokan concert, Terashima Yuki has arranged for a professional security team to work three shifts a week around Fuminoki's apartment, specifically to drive away reporters, block fans, and prevent dangerous crimes and other incidents.

It has to be said that since Yuki started her operation, the number of fans and reporters Shiina Iori has encountered has decreased at a noticeable rate, and he has naturally had far fewer troubles.

However, there were also a few occasional, seemingly casual glances, as if looking at trash.

no way.

Anyone who learns that this "young lady's lover" is also maintaining intimate relationships with multiple women in other apartments would probably find it difficult to remain calm.

However, their excellent professional skills kept them quiet and prevented them from disturbing his studies and life as much as possible.

It can only be said that there are both advantages and disadvantages.

Enter the library and borrow the reference books you need.

Shiina Iori carried the books all the way back to the student council room.

Terashima Yuki is still handling official business, but there are significantly fewer things to deal with these days than usual.

At the same time, Iori also noticed the schoolbag she had placed on the table.

Their gazes became somewhat subtle.

"what happened?"

Seemingly noticing his gaze, Terashima Yuki looked up from the table, somewhat puzzled.

He then gave Nana no Tsubame a meaningful look, signaling her to close the door.

"No."

Shiina Iori put down her book and smiled, "I just have this feeling of 'Eh~ Sachi also has to take exams?'"

As the weather turned cold, Terashima Yukiya changed into a long-sleeved, fleece-lined outfit, neatly rolling up the cuffs to reveal a section of his fair wrist.

Hearing Shiina Iori's strange evaluation, Yuki's gaze was inexplicable, as if she were pondering something:

"...Is it because I don't look like a student in Iori's eyes?"

"That's not it."

Upon hearing her words, Shiina Iori could immediately understand Sachi's thought process.

There's going to be an exam → I don't like studying → I don't act like a student → I'm violating school rules and regulations → Did I do something wrong?

There may be some differences in the specific details, but this is definitely the general route.

After peeling away the ethereal, otherworldly aura surrounding Sachi, Shiina Iori realized that she was actually just a girl with a slightly strange thought process and who wasn't particularly good at expressing her feelings.

To avoid any misunderstanding, Iori casually explained, "It's just that Sachi seems a bit too omnipotent. She has to handle official business, run the company, and manage family relationships, and yet she still has to study?"

"By the way, does Xing usually study very late too?"

"No need for that."

Terashima Yuki shook her head and continued stamping the documents on the table: "After I get home, Ayase can help me with my science subjects; I'll only need to work on some of them myself."

"Ayase?"

"Yes, she has a PhD in Science from Stanford, so her tutoring skills are pretty good."

"..."

Shiina Iori was speechless for a moment, and then the image of her personal secretary, who seemed to do nothing but open and close doors and stand guard, came to mind.

His expression was subtle.

That bespectacled secretary is actually quite capable?

Shiina Iori shook her head, clearing her mind of distractions, and focused on continuing to concentrate on her studies.

Just as I was looking at the borrowed academic papers in my hand, Xing seemed to suddenly remember something:

"Oh, right, Iori."

"Ah."

"Don't rush off after school. Come home with me today."

"Ah."

"Um--?!"

Shiina Iori suddenly realized what was happening and made a loud noise.

Terashima Yuki, however, was not surprised. She continued to work calmly on the documents on the table, stamping each page one by one, and said in a calm tone, "I've already spoken to Sano, so there's no need to worry."

"Wait a minute? How could Shino... uh, I mean, agree so easily?"

Shiina Iori twisted her neck with difficulty, her expression somewhat subtle.

What kind of agreement did the two of them reach?

Could I really have been sold off like this?

This is not the kind of 'internal reconciliation' I'm hoping for!

"It's okay, she can't stop me."

Sachi thought Iori was worried about something else, so she stamped the documents on the table while calmly explaining, her face always looking nonchalant.

"In addition, we have three days of free time each week."

"If I were to ask for more, I'm afraid I wouldn't have enough free time because I have to handle official business and travel."

At this point, Xing let out a small sigh, seemingly somewhat helpless.

"I'm sorry, Iori."

Terashima Yuki turned to face him, her voice tinged with apology.

Prestigious schools, companies, and assets are all products she built to pursue Iori and enhance her own wealth. However, everything has its advantages and disadvantages. To maintain this wealth and her own abilities, she needs to continuously strive to maintain and improve herself.

However, this 'effort' also requires time and effort.

Even in order to squeeze out these three days of time together each week, Xing also reduced a lot of exercise and workout time on her schedule, putting most of her energy into work and study.

"If Xing is so busy, why not just move to the Wennaixi Apartment?"

"No."

Terashima Yuki thought about the scene of herself and Sano Shino living in the same room, and her expression became somewhat subtle.

"If it's because of Shino and the others, I can help you mediate."

Iori Shiina is still trying.

Compared to spending several days apart each week, bringing Terashima Yuki home to share a blanket might actually be a way to promote a harmonious life.

However, she only received a wistful look from Yuki: "If it's sharing a room with Iori, then it's fine."

Hearing him say that, Shiina Iori suddenly understood.

For someone like Xing, who suffers from severe mysophobia, living with other people must be quite torturous.

"Well, at least come over for meals often."

Shiina Iori still tried his best, believing that in his future Crystal Palace plan, the whole family should live together.

"Ah."

Terashima Yuki nodded slightly.

Because of Iori's superb cooking skills, when she went to eat there last time, she ate almost as much as Yui.

"But if Sachiya comes... we should probably get a bigger bucket for the house."

Shiina Iori shook her head regretfully as she thought of the two large-capacity rice cookers currently in use at home.

"Iori".

"Ok?"

"Come a little closer."

"Ouch—it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Releasing Iori's tongue, he casually took out a handkerchief to wipe his wet lips and continued to work on the documents as if nothing had happened.

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