Tokyo: About My Yandere Girlfriend

Tokyo: About My Yandere Girlfriend

Idiots rule humanity

Summary:

After traveling to Tokyo, Japan in a parallel world, Nanami Fumito gained some very strange superpowers.

You can see the "probability events" that happen to others and are refreshed from time to time.

Yoshida, a colleague who is working overtime - [If I don't perform well when I get home at night, the probability of my wife staying faithful will be zero percent]

Put on a gloomy face to face his female boss——[If you don't agree with your boyfriend's suggestion of "playing as a maid", the probability of her having an affair will be 100%]

I thought that the rest of my life would be trapped in this kind of evil taste.

Until that day——

Looking at the destitute girl in front of him and the "probability event" that occurred on the other side, Nanami Fumito fell into silence.

[If you choose to stand aside and watch, the probability of your life being rewritten will be zero percent]

He took her in with kindness, and his companionship and care day and night actually planted seeds in the girl's heart, which grew into flowers that shouldn't have bloomed.

It was not until he saw the girl standing in front of him holding a hatchet with her hands tied behind her back on a chair that he clearly understood that the person whose life was rewritten was not her.

but yourself.

(Keywords of this book: [Japanese light style] + [single female protagonist] + [cultivating a yandere] + [daily love] + [high sweetness without knife])

(Note: No eunuch, no bad ending!!!)

Chapter 1: Tracking 'Suicide Girl' (updated every night at o'clock, the book circle has women's clothing, and the introduction has a group)

Nanami Fumito has been following the JK across the street for half an hour.

As for the reason for following the other person, it was not because JK was wearing his favorite black calf socks on her legs, nor was it because the other person was wearing a brown skirt.

In addition, he was not very interested in the JK's cup size, which was estimated to be only 'B' at most, and her legs that looked particularly long against the background of her uniform.

There is only one reason to follow each other.

Adhering to the principle of "seeing someone in danger and not letting them go", he planned to occasionally be the kind of good guy that only appears in novels.

As a time traveler, as described in many novels, he gained "super powers" that ordinary people do not have.

But...this superpower is really full of evil taste in today's Japanese society.

——You can see the "probability events" that happen to everyone and are refreshed from time to time.

My colleague Yoshida's "probability event" is that if he behaves poorly when he gets home from get off work, the probability that his wife will remain chaste will be zero percent.

Yukiko's boss's 'probability event' is that if she does not agree to her boyfriend's 'maid role play' gameplay, the probability of him having an affair will be 100%.

Even young couples you meet on the street may have some shameful "probability events".

——If you agree to the 'O-sex game' proposed by your girlfriend, the probability of your relationship growing stronger will be 100%.

——If you agree to your boyfriend's proposal of "bond play", the probability of both of you getting married will reach 60%.

Probability can be changed through human factors, but - anything that has to do with "probability events" makes it difficult for him to speak in a normal tone.

Nanami Fumito simply couldn't bring himself to mention these shameful aspects to someone with whom he wasn't closely connected.

He had almost gotten used to the endless stream of "probability events", but on his way back to the apartment, he encountered a JK in a brown jacket.

The reason why he spent half an hour tracking the other party was precisely because of the "probability event" he had never seen before.

——If I don’t lend a helping hand next, the probability of my boring life being rewritten will be zero percent.

Just by seeing JK for the first time, Nanami Fumito roughly confirmed what the other party was going to do next.

——The hair that fell to the shoulders was not fixed but scattered randomly, there was an extremely conspicuous pink Band-Aid on the face, and there were several obvious bruises on the knees.

A lot of evidence shows that this jk's next destination is most likely to be a rooftop, overpass, or riverside, where the suicide rate is quite high.

As it was the first time that he had seen a "probability event" other than a bad taste, what prompted Nanami Fumito to follow the other party was more out of curiosity.

In a world full of Tyrannosaurus Rex, there is a harmless chicken. I believe anyone would be interested in seeing this scene.

The same is true for Nanami Futoshi.

When turning the street corner and waiting for the traffic light, JK stopped and watched the vehicles speeding past.

Nanami Fumito lowered his gaze, and the leather nameplate on JK's chest, the line of words on it became clearly visible under close observation.

Arisu sugar.

Xiangqi High School, third year class A.

Girls with the last name 'Arisu' are quite rare in Tokyo.

Just as Nanami literati was concentrating on the beautiful handwriting on the other party's nameplate.

The JK in front of me slowly raised her face.

——Their eyes met.

"No, um... sorry."

Nanami Fumito withdrew his gaze in a panic.

JK didn't say anything more, but just responded with a slightly fierce look. After spitting out the word "pervert", he quickly walked straight across the street.

"That's pretty sharp..."

After calming down, Nanami Fumito did not choose to give up his original goal.

It’s embarrassing to say this - after three years in Tokyo, he would choose to stand by and watch most of the time when faced with the need to help others.

Japanese society is cold and indifferent, and so is everyone.

As a country with one of the highest suicide rates in the world, most people probably wouldn't be too surprised even if they saw someone jumping from a tall building.

The 'probability event' that happened to JK was different from that of others, and it was definitely guiding something in the dark.

He was convinced of this.

Turn the corner of the street and walk forward, you will see the Shin-Kamiya Bridge standing on the river.

It seems that the development has not changed much from what we imagined.

After walking forward for a distance and reaching the middle of the bridge, JK suddenly stopped, holding the guardrail with both hands and looking into the distance, not minding at all that it was almost ten o'clock in the evening.

Nanami Fumito stopped a few meters away from her and kept looking at her out of the corner of his eye.

As long as jk reacts, he will rush forward immediately.

Even though he was a corporate slave who worked overtime every day, he was still quite confident that he could subdue a JK who seemed to have no ability to resist.

There were not many pedestrians on the Shin-Kamiya Bridge at the moment. Moreover, even during the evening rush hour when people gathered, there would probably not be another citizen like him who was willing to lend a helping hand to a stranger.

After waiting for a few minutes—

JK raised his hands high, stretched his body, and slowly stretched his hands towards the edge of the guardrail.

It's now.

So, after imagining the scene in my mind of the protagonist saving the situation at the critical moment, what appeared in front of me was a face that was extremely surprised.

Being thrown to the ground, looking directly at the girl named Arisu Sato in front of him, Nanami Fumito said in a hurried tone: "Um, Arisu-san, although I don't know what you have been through, but choosing to end your life so hastily, in my opinion, is a very irresponsible behavior."

"Before you make up your mind, please think about the people who care about you. If I were your family, and I knew that Arisu-san had done something like this, I would definitely not treat it as nothing happened like you do."

"So... finally-"

"Um - I have something to explain, so I'll interrupt you for a moment."

Arisu Sato, who was being held on the chest, looked back at the strange man in front of him who seemed to think of her as the male protagonist in a hot-blooded anime, and her eyebrows frowned uncontrollably.

"You seem to have misunderstood something. I came here just because I was in a bad mood. I didn't intend to 'end my life' as you said."

"in addition--"

Arisu looked at the other person's right palm which was pressed against his chest.

"I understand your desire to save the 'suicidal girl', but before that, why do you reach out to such a place like a pervert?"

She asked the question in great confusion.

Chapter 2 The compensation is actually——

After his gaze remained fixed on Arisu's face for a few seconds, Nanami Fumito suddenly straightened up, and after reacting, he bent his waist at 90 degrees towards the other party.

"Arisu-san... I'm so sorry! I was too hasty to act like this before I figured out the facts."

Arisu Sato slowly supported her body with her hands, slightly adjusted her wrinkled brown coat, and put her hands into her skirt pockets.

"Hey, salaryman, lift your face up a bit."

So, when Nanami Fumito raised his face without any warning—

There was a "click" sound, and the dazzling light from the phone's flash made him subconsciously close his eyes.

"I understand your desire to save the 'fallen girl', but as the first man who has been so bold as to put his hand in an important position, I am not going to let you go as if nothing happened."

"Besides - while waiting for the traffic light, staring at a girl's breasts like a pervert, and thinking about what I just did, it's hard for me to regard all this as a coincidence."

Arisu, with a look of disdain on her face, starts lecturing Nanami in the tone of a senior.

Knowing that she was in the wrong, Nanami was unable to argue with the other party.

She just kept her face lowered, having completely lost the idea of ​​the 'hot-blooded anime hero' that she was just fantasizing about.

"As long as you don't call the police, I'll do my best to compensate Arisu-san."

I really couldn't imagine that the occasional passionate thoughts would lead me to such a state.

It's so embarrassing.

"Well - I'm a little curious."

Arisu leaned forward and looked straight at the strange office worker in front of him who had his head lowered the whole time, completely lacking the demeanor of the 'hot-blooded comic protagonist' just now.

"Hey, Office Worker, you've been stalking me since the first time I met you, right?"