Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

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Although no official content has been released yet, we have been accumulating materials.

When I have time later, I can edit a clip and upload it to see how it goes.

After confirming that recording was on, Shimada Sho sat down again and began his workday.

Before long, the store started to get crowded.

Regular customers buy cigarettes or lunch boxes, while passersby buy daily necessities.

Immersed in his work, Shimada Sho forgot that there was someone sitting next to him.

The number of customers decreased after eight o'clock.

She picked up a carton of milk, opened it, and handed it to Chizuru Amami.

She has been here for two hours.

He didn't say a word the whole time, just sat there quietly.

Suddenly seeing a carton of milk in front of her, Chizuru Amami was startled.

"I...I'll move aside right away..."

Thinking she was blocking Shimada Sho's way, she moved her chair to sit back.

Shimada Sho sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation. "Take it."

"What?" Tenkai Chizuru didn't hear clearly.

Shimada Sho emphasized, "Here you go!"

"I……"

"Huh?" Shimada Sho's face darkened.

Tenkai Chizuru, who wanted to say something more, suddenly stopped and timidly reached out to take the milk.

But she didn't drink it; she just held it carefully in her palm.

"Go ahead and drink," Shimada Sho said helplessly, offering another reminder.

Seeing that she didn't move, he raised his voice again: "You must finish it."

"Oh," Tenkai Chizuru responded weakly.

She picked up the straw and slowly inserted it into the box.

Shimada Sho asked, "If I don't delete the video, are you going to sit here forever?"

"...Yes." The voice was soft, but the tone seemed exceptionally firm.

Shimada Sho: "..."

He was at his wit's end.

This method of negotiation is clumsy, but it is effective.

Many of the customers who just entered the store noticed that Tenkai Chizuru was sitting on the side.

Seeing how bundled up she was, they couldn't help but look at her with a hint of curiosity.

This can't go on forever.

They might be kicked out today, but there's always tomorrow.

In the end, Shimada Sho reluctantly admitted defeat, saying, "I can delete the video."

"Really?" Tenkai Chizuru looked up with delight.

However, seeing Shimada Sho's unpleasant expression, he lowered his head again.

"On the condition that you promise me you will not attempt suicide again."

This was his only condition, and the reason why the video was kept.

Even after telling you, I still felt a little uneasy.

This girl looks like she has no hope for life.

Even if I agree, what then?

Go back and find a lucky spot on the subway line; do you think you can stop all the trains in Tokyo?

When faced with someone who wants to die, there's no way to stop them.

But to Shimada Sho's surprise, Amami Chizuru did not hesitate or waver this time.

“Don’t worry, sir,” she replied naturally, explaining, “I don’t want to die anymore.”

While speaking, he lifted a corner of his mask and put the straw in his mouth.

The milky white milk flowing down the transparent plastic tube showed that she was indeed drinking it.

This time, it was Shimada Sho's turn to be surprised.

"Why?" he asked, looking at the girl in front of him with a puzzled expression.

Chizuru Amami still didn't look up. "Because...because..."

Her voice was very soft, and Shimada Sho couldn't hear exactly what she said.

But it seems I really don't want to die.

"That's easy." Shimada Sho was completely relieved.

As long as they don't die, that's fine.

He simply picked up his phone, opened his photo album, and found the video from that day.

Then she squatted down next to the small stool, held the phone up to Chizuru Amami, and said, "Look carefully."

First, long press to delete, then remove the video labeled "materials" from your album.

Then I opened the Recycle Bin, dragged the contents of this folder into the Trash, and pressed "Permanently Delete".

After doing all this, he looked at her again and asked, "Is this alright?"

"Thank you," Tenkai Chizuru nodded in thanks.

Shimada Sho put down his phone, turned around and picked up the register. "If you're satisfied, you can leave now. I need to get back to work."

It's already 8:42. I'll be off work in 18 minutes.

He has to take inventory of the goods.

Chapter Thirty-Five: Sasaki-kun in Danger

"I……"

Shimada Sho walked out from behind the bar, and then he heard Amami Chizuru's voice behind him.

She hadn't moved yet, and carefully asked while holding the milk, "May I... sit for a little while longer?"

"..." Shimada Sho was too lazy to care about her anymore.

Take your notebook to the shelves, sort and count each item, and record its contents.

By the time everything was ordered, it was exactly nine o'clock.

"Brother Yuanzhi~" The shop manager's soft voice drifted into my ears.

She came back after she finished playing.

Shimada Sho returned to the front desk with his notebook, wondering how to explain the sudden influx of people to the shop manager who liked to tease him.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that Chizuru Tenkai had already left.

There was only a note on the chair.

Upon picking it up, I saw a line of neat handwriting: "Thank you, sir."

Shimada Sho gave a wry smile.

Being threatened and still having to say thank you, that's just unbelievable.

"It smells so good, and it's even a brand I've never seen before..."

Takikawa Rena walked behind the bar and suddenly twitched her nose.

Turning to look at Shimada Sho, she immediately put on a gossipy expression, "Genji-kun, can you tell me why there's a girl's perfume smelling here?"

"I don't know, I'm off work."

He grabbed his backpack, turned around, and left the convenience store without looking back.

……

In island nation films and television dramas, Tokyo often leaves an ambiguous impression.

Busy trams, gloomy and damp plum rains, and couples finding solace in each other's company in the rain.

In his previous life, Shimada Sho also enjoyed watching this type of anime.

I always felt there was a unique emotion and atmosphere in it that I couldn't feel in everyday life.

He once longed to come to Tokyo and experience that wonderful place.

But now that it's actually here, I've discovered that all this so-called wonderful thing is a complete sham.

It rained all day, neither heavy nor slow, and my coat got soaked in no time while walking on the street.

After finally getting on the bus, I saw that the rain outside had thinned out a bit.

But after a while, raindrops began to pelt the car window again.

The intermittent heavy rain forced people to take vehicles.

The train carriage was packed with office workers getting off work late at night.

The short video was played aloud, showing middle-aged men drunkenly rambling and making a lot of noise.

The car windows were locked and couldn't be opened. The stuffy air was mixed with the nauseating smell of cheap perfume.

What a load of bull, what a load of rubbish about redemption, what a beautiful love story, it's all just the director's sexual repression!

Looking at the blurry street scene outside the window, Shimada Sho just wanted to close his eyes and take a nap.

Maybe when I open my eyes again, the train will have arrived at the station.

But even such a simple thought cannot be realized in this noisy environment.

"You look really handsome today, Kirima-kun!"

"Shanhe Sang recognized us at first glance."

"Haha, all we need to do now is win over that young man, and then I can officially join the Dahetian Group."

Several undisguised conversations pierced through the carriage and reached Shimada Sho's eardrums.

Looking in the direction of the sound, several shady-looking young men were standing in the aisle in front of the car.

Her hair was dyed in all sorts of colors, and she wore exaggerated earrings. She spoke loudly without any regard for the feelings of the people on the bus.

Shimada Sho took out his headphones, put them on, and turned the volume up to the maximum.

There are too many petty thugs like this in Tokyo.

As the music started, the surrounding noise finally subsided somewhat.

But this silence only lasted for a moment.

The music was drowned out by an angry shout the next second.

"Do you want to die, you bastard!"

The sound came from ahead, and Shimada Sho took off his headphones to look.

It was the blond guy surrounded by those delinquents.

He was glaring angrily at a bald, middle-aged man sitting next to him.

The other person had been drinking and I don't know what they did.

Startled by the shout, he sobered up a bit.

Looking up, he saw several young men with dyed yellow hair and menacing expressions, and immediately cowered and apologized, "I'm sorry..."