Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

If you speak in a cold tone or act sternly, she will obediently listen to you.

Moreover, she's an idol with a net worth of over 100 million. Transferring two million from her account wouldn't even cause a ripple.

As for moral pressure...

Shimada Sho rolled over and closed his eyes.

Let's talk about it when she doesn't want to die anymore.

……

Sunday.

Unlike many others, Shimada Sho didn't go for a run; instead, he took a bus to the Kita Ward.

I was carrying a box of snacks I bought at a convenience store. The price wasn't high, and the packaging was decent enough.

Aunt Daohua lives not far from him; it's only a 20-minute drive away.

It was a residential area with detached houses, and the environment was countless times better than Shimada Sho's doghouse.

After walking through several alleys, he arrived at the gate of the house he remembered. He glanced at the wind chimes hanging on the second-floor window, took a deep breath, and pressed the doorbell.

"Coming, coming—" A gentle female voice came from behind the courtyard gate, accompanied by hurried footsteps.

The door opened, and Shimada Sho's breath hitched.

In the original owner's memory, there was a comment that "Mom is very beautiful".

He had never taken it seriously, but now that he has seen it, he realizes how conservative that statement was.

The woman who opened the door had her long hair loosely tied back, with a few stray strands falling beside her ears, making her neck appear even whiter and longer.

Her apron straps were tied behind her waist, creating a captivating curve, and beneath her long, straight legs was a long cotton skirt.

This is Shimada Sho's current nominal mother, Shimahana Runa.

"Xiao Xiang!"

With a face that bore a striking resemblance to Hoshino Yuuki, her delicate features exuded a gentle charm, and her willow-moon-like eyes revealed a hint of surprise the moment she saw Shimada Sho.

But soon, her concern replaced it all: "Come in, come in! You've lost so much weight, haven't you been eating properly again?"

As she spoke, she pulled Shimada Sho up and led him into the yard.

"Auntie, I'm fine." Shimada Sho was somewhat awkwardly pulled into the room by her, and casually asked, "Where's Yuzuki?"

"She's upstairs, probably still sleeping. I'll go and call her down."

After leading him inside, Shimahana Runa brought him slippers and turned to call upstairs, "Yuzuki, Sho is here, come down for dinner!"

There was no response from upstairs.

“This child…” Aunt Daohua smiled helplessly, “You sit down first, I’ll go call her.”

"No need, I'll go up."

Shimada Sho put down the snack box and walked up the stairs.

Although this was his first time visiting this home, he remembered having been there many times before.

So there wasn't much of a feeling of awkwardness. It was a good opportunity to see if Hoshino Yuuki was still shaken by her previous kidnapping.

There are two rooms on the second floor. One of them, with its door open, is Aunt Daohua's bedroom.

The other room was closed, with a hand-drawn sign hanging on the door: "[Yuzuki's Room, No Entry Without Permission]".

Shimada Sho raised his hand and tapped twice.

"Yuzuki?"

no respond.

"I'm coming in."

He tried pushing the door and found it wasn't locked.

But the moment he pushed it away, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Chapter Sixty: A Family

Inside the room, Hoshino Yuuki, who had just woken up, was stretching sleepily.

She was only wearing a slip dress, revealing her fair shoulders and a dazzling expanse of white skin below her collarbone.

After the thin blanket was kicked off, two straight legs extended from under the skirt, and bare feet painted with bright pink nail polish were propped up at the foot of the bed.

Hearing the door open, Hoshino Yuuki paused in her stretching.

When he looked up again, he saw Shimada Sho standing in the doorway, and then his pupils contracted—

"Get out!!!"

Amidst screams, a pillow landed precisely on Shimada Sho's face.

As the pillow slipped off, what came into his view was Hoshino Yuzuki's hurried scramble to the head of the bed and her quick movements as she tidied up the things on the bedside table.

Shimada Shoya was somewhat embarrassed.

There was nothing to say at this point, so he awkwardly turned to leave.

However, a quick glance out of the corner of my eye still made me see what was on the table.

They weren't toys unsuitable for children, just a few comic books with flashy covers.

Shimada Sho glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and only saw the cover with a man and woman gazing deeply into each other's eyes, and the words that were revealed when he picked it up.

"Brother..."

Unfortunately, I couldn't see the whole thing; I only managed to scan two words.

It means "brother's," but what comes after that?

Sho Shimada's mind wandered, and the image of his younger sister wearing a slip dress involuntarily flashed through his mind...

"No, I have to forget it." He shook his head, hugged his pillow, and walked downstairs.

Downstairs, Shima Hana Runa was setting out the dishes.

Seeing the pillow in Shimada Sho's hand, she blinked. "Yuzuki threw things again?"

"……Um."

"That child is just stubborn but soft-hearted." Shima Hana Runa smiled as she took the pillow, patted it on the sofa, and then bent down to tidy up the magazines on the coffee table.

Every time he bent over, the curves of his apron forced Shimada Sho to look out the window.

"Please sit down first, I'll go check if the food is ready." She said, turning and going into the kitchen. Her slender figure made it impossible to tell that she was a woman with a high school daughter.

Shimada Sho leaned back on the sofa, listening to the sounds of spatulas coming from the kitchen and the faint noises from upstairs. Suddenly, he thought that this kind of weekend didn't seem so bad.

If we ignore what we just saw.

Shimada Sho sat on the sofa for about five minutes before any noise came from upstairs.

The footsteps were heavy, each one sounding like an outpouring of emotion.

When Hoshino Yuzuki came downstairs, she had already changed into her usual loungewear.

She wore a T-shirt and athletic shorts, her hair was tied in a ponytail, and the blush on her face hadn't completely faded.

But she didn't even glance at Shimada Sho, and went straight into the kitchen.

"Mom, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Help me take the soup out," Shimahana Runa's voice came from the kitchen. "Also, tell Sho to wash his hands and eat."

"Doesn't he have hands?"

"Yuzuki".

"I know, I know……"

When Hoshino Yuzuki brought out the soup bowl, she deliberately took a long detour and kept the furthest distance from Shimada Sho when she placed it on the table.

Shimada Sho wisely kept quiet and got up to wash his hands.

When I returned, four dishes and a soup were already laid out on the table.

Miso soup, fried fish, tamagoyaki (Japanese rolled omelet), cold spinach salad, and a small dish of pickled radish.

The dishes were simple, but everything was arranged neatly, even the chopsticks were placed in the same direction.

"Xiao Xiang, sit here." Shima Hana Runa patted the seat next to her.

As soon as Shimada Sho sat down, he felt a murderous gaze shot at him from across the room.

Hoshino Yuuki sat opposite her, head down, eating her rice, but the tips of her ears were still red.

"Yuzuki, put some food on Sho's plate." Shimahana Runa put a piece of fried fish into Shimada Sho's bowl and nudged her daughter.

"Can't he pick it up himself?"

"You child..."

"It's okay, Auntie, I can do it myself," Shimada Sho quickly said with a smile, trying to smooth things over.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was somewhat awkward.

Shimahana Runa kept putting food on Shimada Sho's plate, asking him if he was tired from working at the convenience store, if he was keeping up with his studies, and if he was getting enough sleep.

Every question was asked with genuine concern, and by the end, his eyes were even a little red.

“You never tell your aunt anything that happens to you…” After chatting for a while, Shimahana Runa got down to business, looking at Shimada Sho with a guilty expression, “If Yuzuki hadn’t told me beforehand, I wouldn’t have known that you had encountered such a big problem.”

Shimada Sho paused in his act of picking up food.

"Auntie has some money here, though not much..."

"Auntie," Shimada Sho put down his chopsticks and looked at her seriously, "I can handle this myself."

He could roughly guess that Hoshino Yuzuki had already told Aunt Shimahana about the yakuza coming to her door.

"How are you going to solve this?" Hoshino Yuuki suddenly looked up. "Rely on your part-time job at that convenience store? 1,500 a minute, how long will it take you to pay it back?"

"Yuzuki!" Shimahana Runa whispered a reprimand.

Shimada Sho wasn't angry. He glanced at Hoshino Yuzuki, whose eyes were also a little red, but she still remained defiant.

"I have other ways," Shimada Sho said vaguely.

Hoshino Yuuki wouldn't give up. "What method? The kind that involves illegal or criminal activity?"

"Yuzuki!"

“That’s exactly right!” Hoshino Yuuki slammed her chopsticks on the table. “He suddenly took money last time—”

She stopped halfway through her sentence, lowered her head to eat, and said angrily, "Anyway, if you dare to do anything bad, I'll call the police and have you arrested!"

"..." Shimada Sho was both amused and exasperated.

It seems that when this younger sister asked him last time if he had committed a crime, she wasn't just saying it casually.

But they are genuinely worried.

"Xiao Xiang, actually yesterday... someone came to see me."

At this moment, Shimahana Runa sighed, looking at Shimada Sho with gentle yet worried eyes, "They said you owe money, and next week is the deadline."

"They came looking for you?" Shimada Sho's voice suddenly turned somber.

"Yes, two men stood at the door for a while, then left."

Shimada Sho clenched his fist under the table.

Those bastards!

If you can't find yourself, go to your family. First it was Yuzuki, and now it's Aunt Shimahana.

"Auntie, I'll handle this." Shimada Sho reassured her in as calm a voice as possible, "You don't need to worry about it, and don't open the door for them."

"But--"

"Believe me."

Seeing that she wanted to say more, Shimada Sho interrupted her directly.

His reflection was mirrored in those beautiful eyes, gentle and worried...