Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

The wife grabbed a nightgown and put it on.

Sosuke Ginjo found some plastic wrap, wrapped his injured finger tightly, and then gave it a quick rinse.

After drying himself, Ginjo wanted to go to the kitchen to help Matsumoto Tomoko, but was ruthlessly kicked out.

"Your fingers are already like this, so stop being so stubborn, Sosuke-kun."

"Just sit outside for a while. I'm almost ready for dinner."

There was no choice, so Ginjo Sosuke had to return to the living room and sit casually on the sofa.

The LINE notification sound on the phone rang at this moment.

"Ginjo-san, how is your finger now? Have you taken your medicine on time?"

It turned out to be a message from Lisa Shiraishi. It seems that she still can't let go of Ginjo's injury.

"I'm fine now. I just did some rehabilitation exercises. Please don't worry, Shiraishi-senpai."

The sight of Ginjo Sosuke raising his middle finger and typing on the screen looked quite funny.

"That's good. Ginjo-san, be sure to be careful not to touch your injured finger again. I'll visit you again when you come to school tomorrow."

It seemed like Lisa Shiraishi's concern was about to overflow from the phone screen.

Dinner was served quickly, and the hot aroma soon filled the room.

After exercising, Yincheng was particularly hungry and his appetite was much larger than usual.

"Eat more, Sosuke-kun. The wound on your hand will heal faster if you have enough nutrition."

Tomoko Matsumoto served him rice while giving him careful instructions.

After dinner, Ginjo didn't spend too much time with his wife because he had to go to school the next day, and returned to his room.

After taking the evening medicine as instructed by the doctor, Ginjo Sosuke relaxed on the soft and comfortable bed.

Open the system panel and check today's harvest.

[Target: Shiraishi Lisa's favorability +10, reward: 10000 yen]

[Current target: Lisa Shiraishi, favorability 90. ]

[Current target: Matsumoto Tomoko, favorability 100. ]

[Daily fixed output reward of 5000 yen. 】

The rain outside the window showed no sign of stopping, and the sound of running water slowly turned into hypnotic white noise.

Ginjo Sosuke turned off the light blue interface and closed his eyes, quickly feeling sleepy.

......

early morning.

After the dark clouds dispersed, the sky returned to its former blue color. Under the sunlight, it looked like a huge sapphire, fresh and translucent.

The world seemed to be washed clean as before, the air was filled with the moist scent of earth, and taking a deep breath, the fresh feeling filled the entire nasal cavity.

Passing through the path with a few puddles, Ginjo Sousuke arrived at school early.

"Hey, Ginjo-san, what's wrong with your finger?"

As soon as I sat down in my seat, Ryuichi Okamoto ran over to talk to me.

"It's okay. I accidentally got hurt yesterday."

Ginjo Sousuke answered casually.

Hearing their conversation, several other boys in the class also gathered around.

"Could it be that Ginjo-san stirred up something unspeakable? How did he hurt this finger?"

As soon as Ryuichi Okamoto finished speaking, several boys burst into laughter.

"Hey, hey, can you guys clean up the yellow garbage in your brains?"

Ginjo Sousuke knew what these college boys were thinking.

"That won't do. These wastes are our spiritual food."

Ryuichi Okamoto said this with a righteous look on his face, and the other people also nodded deeply.

"Have you watched the latest new anime? I love your 100 girlfriends. 100 of them. My food supply is about to overflow again."

"Eh? Are you watching too?"

"Of course!"

Ginjo Sosuke was also quite helpless with them. No matter what the topic was, they would jump to anime after just a few sentences.

These boys' chuunibyou are incurable.

Yincheng thought that he was very different from them. He never accumulated so much waste, but...

Put all of them into reality and practice...

100 Girlfriends Who Love You So Much? What kind of weird name is this?

I've made a note of it, and will appreciate it carefully when I get back tonight...

Chapter 52 Proposal for the School Festival

As the class was about to start, almost all the students in the class had arrived.

A clear female voice came from the front of the classroom.

"Everyone, please be quiet and go back to your seats. I have something to announce to you."

The person standing at the podium and speaking was the class monitor, Yuki Mizutani.

She was a girl wearing thick myopic glasses and with neat short hair. It was said that she had maintained the top grade in the grade for the past year and was a typical academic master.

It's been quite some time since Ginjo Sosuke transferred here, and to be honest, apart from her good grades, I don't have a deep impression of her.

The few boys who had been surrounding Yin Cheng just now also returned to their seats.

"As everyone knows, the annual school festival is about to be held, and I will be the executive committee member of this celebration."

"Regarding the proposal for the class booth concept, if you have any good ideas, please contact me as soon as possible."

"Also, please don't submit stupid proposals like "Wet T-shirt Party" and "Maid Cafe" like last year. They will definitely not be passed."

While saying this, Yuki Mizutani glanced at Ryuichi Okamoto.

It seems that this useless guy has become notorious...

After finishing the school festival presentation, Yuki Mizutani walked down from the podium, but did not return to her seat. Instead, she walked to Ginjō who was sitting in the last row.

"Ginjō-san, do you have any proposals for this school festival?"

This seemed to be the first time that this top student class monitor spoke to Ginjo Sousuke alone.

"Huh? I don't have any good ideas right now."

Ginjo hadn't expected her to come to him for advice.

"Ginjo-san is very popular in school. I think if you have any good proposals, our class will definitely get good results this time."

"Ginjo-san is from Hokkaido, right? Are there any local specialties that we can use to make a booth?"

At Neon University's school festival, each class's booth would often compete in sales.

It turned out that Yuki Mizutani hoped to attract customers by using the name of Sosuke Ginjo.

It seems that being handsome can sometimes be a tiring burden.

Is it a Hokkaido specialty?

Does the Hokkaido God of War count?

This was Ginzo Sosuke's first reaction. Oh no, he must have been contaminated by those useless boys.

"Ahem... the characteristics of my hometown? I'll think about it carefully when I get back, and then contact Mizutani-san."

Faced with the sudden problem, Yincheng was at a loss for a moment.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to Ginjo-san."

After saying this, Yuki Mizutani returned to her seat. The bell rang and the morning class officially began.

Because of the injured finger, slacking off in class seems more justifiable.

Ginjo Sousuke didn't even bother to pick up a pen, he just stared out the window and entered a trance state.

The school festival is a big event for college students, and almost all students in the class will participate in it.

Since squad leader Mizutani has already spoken, it is difficult for me to refuse.

However, in previous school festivals, Ginjō had only done some work in setting up the booth, and he had no experience in making proposals.

At this moment, a person flashed through Ginjo Sousuke's mind.

Kana Kobayakawa.

She is also from Hokkaido, and must have participated in many school festivals, so she should be able to provide some good ideas.

Unfortunately, she is not in Tokyo now, so I can only consult her on LINE in the evening.

Every day at school is as bland as boiled water, and the courses are not difficult at all, which makes Yincheng not interested at all.

During lunch break, Yincheng was about to go to the rooftop to eat lunch with the boys in his class.

Lisa Shiraishi's voice called him from behind.

"Ginjo-san, please wait a moment."

A few boys curled their lips with envy on their faces, teased Yincheng a few times, and then left.

Ginjo Sousuke turned around, and a familiar uniform, silver hair bun, and frameless glasses appeared before him.

If Lisa Shiraishi in a swimsuit is the beauty of sporty vitality, then she in a uniform is the beauty of a youthful girl.

The only thing that remains unchanged is her flawlessly perfect figure.

With a perfect body proportion, her breasts are plump and far more developed than those of a college student. It gives me a surreal feeling every time I see them.