Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

As soon as I reached the street corner, a neat single ponytail came into view from afar.

Here we go again.

Upon seeing her, Shimada Sho smiled from the bottom of his heart.

Hoshino Yuzuki stood outside the courtyard gate, carrying a bag and holding an umbrella.

Perhaps because she felt cold, she would occasionally jump a little.

My little leather shoes were stepping on the paving stones when I accidentally stepped on a loose paving stone.

The water under the bricks was squeezed out, splashing up.

Startled, Hoshino Yuuki quickly ran away.

But then, unwilling to give up, he raised one foot and stepped on the brick.

Try stepping on it gently; the bricks don't budge.

With some effort, the water splashed up again.

Having grasped the rhythm, she couldn't help but smile contentedly.

Shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks.

But before Shimada Sho could even appreciate it, the smile vanished.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Hoshino Yuuki seemed to have changed; her face suddenly tensed up.

"Sending something again?" Shimada Sho approached, pretending not to have seen her earlier actions, and asked with a frown.

Hoshino Yuuki turned her face away, "I don't care about you! It was given to me by my mother."

As she spoke, she coldly handed the bag forward.

Auntie hasn't come back yet, has she?

Shimada Sho had a question in his mind, but he didn't ask it.

Through the bag, you can see a simply packaged box of handmade rice balls and two apples.

Shimada Sho accepted it, a warm feeling welling up inside him.

Thanks.

"Enough with the nonsense." Hoshino Yuuki switched the umbrella to her other hand, turned and left. "I'm leaving."

"Wait a minute," Shimada Sho called out to her.

Hoshino Yuuki turned around expressionlessly. "Is there anything else?"

"Wait a minute." Shimada Sho turned around and opened the door.

She didn't call him Hoshino Yuzuki, and hurriedly ran into the house.

A moment later, he ran down again, holding a key in his hand. "Here, you can go in and rest next time you come."

"You still want me to clean your house?" Hoshino Yuzuki looked at him suspiciously.

Shimada Sho: "...That's not what I meant."

"What a hassle!" she complained, reaching out to take the keys.

When Shimada Sho tried to invite her up for a chat, Hoshino Yuzuki had already walked out without stopping.

"..."

How could this younger sister harbor such deep prejudice against me?

Back inside, Shimada Sho put down his schoolbag.

There was also a bento box in my bag, which was my pay for today's part-time job.

I could have gotten two boxes, but business was exceptionally good today, and they're all sold out.

This portion was left over only because it didn't look very appealing.

I was supposed to be surviving on bread tomorrow morning, but then Hoshino Yuuki sent me another portion.

Shimada Sho opened the plastic bag and took out the still-warm bento box.

The rice was rolled with salmon, and there were two dried plums and a fried egg on the side.

The fried egg was burnt, and the salmon was cut crookedly.

Aunt Island Flower went out and hasn't come back yet, and she's a very good cook, so this probably wasn't made by her.

"Yuzuki can cook too?" Shimada Sho smiled with delight.

He froze the bento box he got from the convenience store in the refrigerator, and ate the bento box that Hoshino Yuzuki had sent without turning on the microwave.

The taste definitely can't compare to what's sold in convenience stores.

But the care from family members is something that convenience store fast food can't provide.

After finishing his meal in a pleasant mood, Shimada Sho took out his phone and sent a message to Hoshino Yuuki:

[Conquer Tokyo Academy: Thank you, the food was delicious.]

[Star and Moon: I poisoned it.]

……

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Take Revenge, Shimada-kun!

A new day has begun, and the rain has finally stopped.

After eating, Shimada Sho ran to school in the morning sun.

Along the way, you can see early-rising office workers, students riding bicycles, and a constant flow of traffic.

The city is gradually reviving in the morning light.

Thanks to his experience of being late last time, Shimada Sho set off ten minutes earlier this time.

When I arrived at the school, I was right on time at the school gate.

"Mr. Pervert did a good job, please keep up the good work."

Yuki Ayase stood under the rain pavilion and spoke without looking up when Sho Shimada passed by.

Shimada Sho glanced at her, then walked over expressionlessly.

"Shouldn't Mr. Pervert have replied with something like 'Thank you for the compliment'?"

"Is that what you call a compliment?" Shimada Sho stopped.

Yuki Ayase tilted her head slightly. "Wasn't I genuinely praising Mr. Pervert for not being late today, and for not following female classmates or stealing anything?"

"Hmm, don't praise me like that next time."

Shimada Sho stepped into the school gate and headed straight for the teaching building.

He was in a good mood today and couldn't be bothered to argue with this woman.

Ayase Yuki's voice came from afar behind him, "Remember to buy insurance in advance for next week's exchange match."

"You should still be worried about the karate club."

After saying those words, Shimada Sho disappeared at the entrance of the teaching building.

Outside the school, students were still rushing back to school.

At the doorway, a girl with freckles on her face stared intently at the time on her phone.

She is also a member of the student council, and her task today is to not let any student who is late get away with it.

“Let’s go back.” Yuki Ayase suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" The freckled girl was clearly taken aback. "Why? Yuki, didn't you say we needed to crack down on tardiness?"

"Then take your time catching them."

Yuki Ayase left those words behind and walked away without looking back.

The girl with freckles stood there, looking bewildered.

what happened?

Yesterday, Yuki also said that the student council has a responsibility to assist the board of directors in its efforts to improve school conduct.

We should start with addressing lateness and take every problem student seriously.

Why did you just turn around and walk away?

……

……

The morning classes went by quickly.

Shimada Sho listened attentively for once and even took notes.

When the lunch break bell rang, Shimada Sho put down his pen and stretched.

After two days of diligent study, he has been able to keep up with Chinese and geography.

As long as you study step by step, passing the exam shouldn't be a problem.

After a short while, Shimada Sho turned to look outside.

The weather outside the window has cleared up, the sky is a clear blue, and the sunlight shines through the glass onto the desk, bringing a warm feeling.

At times like these, a bento box would make for the perfect lunch break for students.

Unfortunately, all Shimada Sho had was bread.

He took out a loaf of bread from his desk—just like the one he had borrowed—that was about to expire, and while his stomach and appetite were negotiating, Shimada Sho forced it into his mouth.

Then he forced down another sip of mineral water he bought from the convenience store.

He didn't have to live such a difficult life.

Of the 10,000 yen reward I received last time, after paying back 3,000 yen, the rest remains untouched.

If you use it, it should definitely solve your lunch problem.

But he still needs to consider the future.

He doesn't plan to spend the money until new funds come in.

"Young Miss, give it your all!"

After finishing his meal, he opened the system and saw that there were still three minutes left on the countdown, along with the task that could be completed by logging in again. Shimada Sho muttered to himself.

At that moment, a figure flashed in front of him.

Kenta Takada and Yosuke Murakami returned together after going out for dinner.

Shimada Sho had only glanced at them casually, but when he saw the two of them, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

Kenta Takada's left eye was red and swollen, his lip was cut, and his school uniform sleeve was torn.

Following behind him was Yosuke Murakami, whose glasses were askew and whose nose was stuffed with two wads of tissues.

You can see the deep red blood soaking through the nose.

"Were you hit by a car?" Shimada Sho was quite surprised.

Kenta Takada plopped down in a chair, gritting his teeth, and said, "Worse than being hit by a car? It's those bastards from the Taekwondo club!"

"They said they want to requisition our activity room!" Yosuke Murakami took off his glasses to wipe them, his voice filled with gritted teeth. "That's the activity room we went through so much trouble to get, the special room for Chizuru-chan's fan club! We put up posters, displayed support items, and even bought Chizuru-chan's photobook..."

"Get to the point," Shimada Sho interrupted him.

Kenta Takada chimed in, "When we went there at noon today, we found the door had been pried open, and the room was full of people from the Taekwondo club. They said that the activity room was now theirs to use and told us to get lost. Of course we refused! We applied for it legally!"

"and then?"

“Then…” Kenta Takada touched his swollen eyes, “then they said they wanted to discuss who would get the activity room.”

"You agreed?"

"We didn't agree!" Yosuke Murakami slammed his fist on the desk. "We said we were going to tell the teacher, and they just started hitting us!"

"..."

Those two unlucky guys.