Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

"Thank you." Their eyes met, and Shimada Sho spoke up, "Really."

Yuki Ayase smiled faintly, "Alright."

After screwing on the spray cap, she picked up a towel, got up, and went to the bathroom.

Through the frosted glass, you can see her standing in front of the sink.

"hand."

After soaking the towel in hot water, Ayase Yuki sat back down on the bed and gestured for Shimada Sho to raise his hand.

He reached out his hand, but Ayase Yuki caught it with one hand.

She gently wiped the remaining bloodstains from the back of Shimada Sho's hand with a hot towel.

After wiping his right hand, avoiding the band-aid-covered wound, he looked at his left hand.

"Actually, it doesn't have to be this complicated." Shimada Sho still couldn't quite get used to it.

Yuki Ayase shook her head, "It's no trouble at all."

Judging from her expression, she was determined to help clean up.

Shimada Sho had no choice but to cooperate with her.

After wiping his hands, she washed the towel again and came back to wipe his face.

The towel gently swept across her forehead, cheeks, and around the bruise on her neck.

Yuki Ayase only stopped after she had finished wiping everything.

She sat down on the edge of the bed and whispered, "Sleep, Xiangjun."

"What about you?"

"I am here."

Shimada Sho glanced at her sitting in the chair.

Despite having his hands folded on his knees, he appeared quite composed.

But the weariness in her eyes betrayed her current state.

"Didn't you sleep last night either?" Shimada Sho asked, looking at her.

Yuki Ayase turned her head away. "I'm asleep."

"Are you really asleep?"

"...slept for a few hours."

Shimada Sho said no more, turned his head to look at the layout of the ward, and then got up and moved closer to the bed.

"Come up and sleep."

He lay down to one side, leaving a large empty space.

"What?" Ayase Yuki was slightly stunned, seemingly not expecting this.

Shimada Sho sighed, "How can you sleep sitting in a chair? Come on up."

After he finished speaking, silence fell around him.

Shimada Sho didn't go to see Ayase Yuki because he was lying down, so he doesn't know what her reaction was.

But after a while, the sound of a chair being gently moved could be heard from beside the bed.

Then the mattress sank slightly, and a faint jasmine scent wafted over.

Shimada Sho turned his head and saw Ayase Yuki lying on her side beside him, carefully keeping her distance from him through a thin blanket.

She took off her glasses, revealing a pair of softly shaped eyes.

Without the lenses to conceal it, all the emotions in his eyes could not be hidden.

Caution, anticipation, and a hint of disbelief.

"Go to sleep." Shimada Sho stopped looking at him, turned his head and closed his eyes.

Ayase Yuki's voice came softly, "Okay."

I haven't had a moment's rest since I left home this morning; I've been busy with Aunt Island Flower's affairs.

In addition, the battle that night had taken a toll on his physical strength, and Shimada Sho was already very sleepy.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I felt sleepiness creeping in.

But before I could fall asleep, I suddenly felt something touch my hand.

The warm, smooth touch seems to be from the fingertips.

The touch was very subtle, like a kitten exploring a new toy, gentle and fleeting.

But this is only the beginning.

The kitten gradually became bolder.

From touching to separating, to pausing for a few seconds, and then sticking on the back and waiting.

After Shimada Sho did not respond, the area he touched became larger.

Before he knew it, a hand deftly slipped into Shimada Sho's palm.

"..."

He didn't open his eyes, but after a brief silence, he turned over, his hand naturally slipping from her palm and resting under his head.

There's nothing to hesitate about.

Holding hands in the car and not letting go, Shimada Sho could tell himself that he was responding to her concern.

The contact we just had can also be interpreted as her wanting to help.

But if we do that again, the meaning changes.

He didn't want things to become ambiguous with her again, without any clear understanding between them.

Yuki Ayase clearly understood what he meant.

The noise behind them disappeared.

After a while, the sound of even breathing could be heard.

Shimada Sho's tense mind completely relaxed, and drowsiness swept over him.

Before I knew it, I had drifted off to sleep.

……

When I opened my eyes again, it was already bright outside the window.

Shimada Sho pulled his arm, which had been used as a pillow all night and was numb from being pressed down, out from under his head.

I turned over and looked around; the seat next to me was empty.

Yuki Ayase has already left.

Only a faint jasmine scent lingered by the bedside.

Shimada Sho sat up and leaned against the headboard, staring blankly at the ceiling for a while.

After a long day of running around, the final result was obtaining the property rights to Aunt Daohua's house.

But the contract and everything else haven't been sent over yet. I need to get them over today to wrap things up.

Also, I couldn't log in to Miss and Tenkai Chizuru's side yesterday, so I need to log in today.

Even if there are no tasks to do, you should still make sure you get the guaranteed number of lottery draws each day.

With that thought in mind, Shimada Sho picked up his phone.

He planned to call Aunt Island Flower first to let her know he was safe.

But as soon as the phone was unlocked, more than thirty missed calls popped up.

Then came the LINE message notifications, which skipped several times in a row.

Shimada Sho clicked to view with some surprise and found that all of his few friends, except for Ayase Yuki, had sent messages.

[Star and Moon: Where are you? Why aren't you answering the phone?]

[Star and Moon: Mom is very worried about you.]

[Starlight: Shimada Sho, can you at least reply to this message?]

【…】

[Starry Moon: If you don't reply to my message, I'm calling the police!!]

[Shinjuku Gyoen no Hana: Unjustified absences will result in a deduction from your wages, Genji. If you don't want that, call and plead your case! /wise face.]

[It's my idol: Sir/Madam, why aren't you here today?]

[It's my idol: Shop assistant, are you alright?]

[It's my idol: Did I do something wrong to make you angry?]

Shimada Sho read through all the messages from the three people.

The store manager, Rena Takikawa, and Chizuru Amami both sent it in the afternoon.

Hoshino Yuzuki's messages continued to be sent from noon until evening.

The last time displayed was 3 a.m.

Shimada Sho's hand hovered over the LINE interface. He hesitated for a few seconds before selecting his sister and typing a reply:

[Conquering Tokyo Academy: It's nothing, I'm at a friend's house.]

The message was sent and instantly marked as read.

Immediately afterwards, a phone call came in.

"Shimada Sho!" As soon as the call connected, Hoshino Yuuki's voice boomed in my ear, "You finally replied to my message, right? Do you know how worried Mom was? She didn't sleep a wink last night, and neither did I, you..."

“I’m fine,” Shimada Sho interrupted her, explaining, “I overslept, sorry.”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

Just as Shimada Sho was about to speak, his voice came again: "Where are you? I'm coming to find you."

"No need. I'll be back this afternoon."

"You keep your word."

"Ah."

Hearing this, the voice on the other end of the phone relaxed a little, "Then you should get some rest... brother."

"Beep beep..."

The call was quickly disconnected, and Shimada Sho even wondered if he had hallucinated.

Looking at the call screen after the call ended, and the note "[atm]" on it, I shook my head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

He pressed the edit button, changed the note to "Sister", and clicked confirm.

Just then, the door to the ward was pushed open.

"Xiang-jun, it's time to eat."

Yuki Ayase, who had changed into a beige cardigan, walked in carrying a lunchbox.

Chapter 118 The Young Lady Calls

The wooden insulated lunchbox looked heavy, and it took her some effort to lift it to the bedside table.

Shimada Sho looked over and saw that the box was open, revealing the food inside.

A bowl of congee, a spoon and a few side dishes are placed next to it, and there is also a small plate of sliced ​​fruit on the side.

"This is chicken congee I bought from a Chinese restaurant," Yuki Ayase said as she held up the bowl. "The owner of that restaurant is from Guangdong and has been in Tokyo for thirty years. When I was a child, my mother would buy me congee from this restaurant when I was sick."

After he finished speaking, the porridge was already served to Shimada Sho.

But instead of handing it to Shimada Sho, she took a spoon, scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and brought it to his lips.

“…I can do it myself,” Shimada Sho said, looking at her.