Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

At first glance, Ayase Yuki appears perfectly normal.

She sat quietly behind her desk, writing diligently.

She didn't come over and stare at him, nor did she say anything sarcastic or sarcastic.

Apart from a hint of crimson near the ear, there was nothing else unusual about it.

But that's clearly wrong.

Sitting there quietly, without speaking ill of herself, is completely out of character for her.

"How long have I been asleep?" Shimada Sho asked tentatively.

Yuki Ayase raised her wrist and glanced at her watch. "Forty-one minutes."

Similar to usual.

"Then..." he asked, choosing his words carefully, "why aren't you being sarcastic today?"

Yuki Ayase looked up, a cryptic glint in her eyes behind her glasses. "What does Mr. Pervert want to hear? I can add it now."

“…Never mind.” Shimada Sho waved his hand, ignoring her.

Instead, the system was opened, and the program for managing memory reception was started.

Since we can't observe it, let's look for it in our memories!

[Is the knowledge acquired during the hosting period received synchronously?]

The sudden notification interrupted Shimada Sho's actions.

His eyes lit up when he saw the words above.

Shimada Sho's original goal was to try out his newly acquired talent ability.

I woke up to find myself in the activity room, and all the things I had been studying had been forgotten.

The plan was executed very well, and knowledge was gained in the process.

So it seems that outsourcing isn't entirely without its merits.

Once he accepted it and acquired the knowledge, his consciousness sank into the ocean of memories.

Across from Shimada Sho, Ayase Yuki, who had been observing him the whole time, jumped up as soon as she noticed his change.

She quickly went to the coffee table, then bent down and picked up a notebook.

After turning to one of the pages—

"Tear!"

He forcefully tore off the page filled with writing.

He crumpled it into a ball, put it in his pocket, and then turned around and sat back down at his desk.

She smoothed her slightly messy hair and casually leaned back onto the table.

In the quiet activity room, all that could be heard was the tense pounding of her heart.

Once inside his memories, Shimada Sho was naturally unaware of these things.

However, he saw an even more unexpected scene in his memory.

First, there's the classroom.

The noise of people didn't stop even after he left.

The students were all doing their own thing, and some were even chatting without any restraint.

But only a short while later—

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A heavy knocking sound came from the podium.

Everyone turned to look at the source of the sound, and there stood the homeroom teacher, Natsumi Yonekura, behind the podium, her face more serious than ever before.

"Quiet down!"

She was wearing a black suit skirt, her long hair was tied into a low ponytail at the back of her head, her lips were tightly pursed, and her brows carried an undeniable air of authority.

She was completely different from the gentle and patient teacher Yonekura she usually was.

The classroom fell silent instantly.

Everyone sensed that something was wrong.

"Listen up, everyone. What I'm about to say is very important." Natsumi Yonekura's gaze swept across the entire class as she spoke in a low voice.

No one dared to speak.

"We're going to have a surprise quiz next week."

No sooner had the words been spoken than a chorus of wails erupted in the classroom.

"No way? Another exam?"

Didn't you just take the exam last week?

"I haven't started reviewing yet—"

"Shut up!" Natsumi Yonekura slammed her hand on the podium, sending chalk dust flying.

The wailing in the classroom stopped abruptly.

“This is not an ordinary exam.” Her tone was unusually serious. “Very important people have come to the school and are inspecting our learning environment.”

In other words, all of your grades will directly affect the school's evaluation results.

"What happens if the evaluation fails?" someone asked uncertainly.

Yonekura Natsumi glanced at the student and answered, word by word, "The school may face rectification, or even... closure."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the classroom instantly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"So from now on, no matter what method you use, you must raise your scores to above the passing grade before next week's quiz!"

"But, but, there's only a week, it's simply not enough time..." a woman cried out weakly.

“Even if it’s too late, it’s not too late.” Natsumi Yonekura’s tone left no room for doubt. “I’ve already spoken with all the teachers. For the next week, all club activities will be suspended, and we’ll have make-up classes after school.”

"what--"

"Anyone who shouts 'ah' again, go to my office right now and write a self-criticism."

No one dared to speak.

Yonekura Natsumi glanced around, her gaze finally settling on Shimada Sho, who was lying in the corner.

"Shimada-kun".

No response.

"Sho Shimada!"

There was still no response.

Yonekura Natsumi frowned, stepped down from the podium, and went to his desk.

"Shimada-kun?" She waved her hand in front of him.

Shimada Sho slowly raised his head, his eyes unfocused.

Yonekura Natsumi paused for a moment, then frowned and asked, "Are you alright?"

"It's nothing." Shimada Sho shook his head mechanically.

"That's good." Natsumi Yonekura breathed a sigh of relief, then asked, "Did you hear what I just said?"

"heard it."

"So what are you going to do? Your grades..."

“I will pass,” Shimada Sho said expressionlessly.

Yonekura Natsumi was clearly surprised by his decisiveness. She paused for a moment before nodding, "That's good. I believe in you."

She turned and walked back to the podium, continuing to emphasize the importance of the exam.

Shimada Sho, who was hovering above the classroom, frowned as he watched this scene.

"Important figures being investigated? School facing closure?"

It was a school that was about to close down, so what important people could possibly come here?

Besides, what does the inspection have to do with me?

It's just passing; I have the ability to digest knowledge, so I can just read a book casually.

But the system clearly doesn't think that way.

[Ding! Player is facing an academic crisis!]

[Analysis in progress...]

[Analysis Results: The player's current knowledge base is severely insufficient. Self-study alone is unlikely to achieve a passing grade within a week. While the player can quickly memorize knowledge, they lack systematic understanding and application skills.]

[Activate the support plan: Find external teaching resources.]

[Scanning the surrounding environment...]

[Target detected: Yuki Ayase (second in her grade, possesses a complete knowledge base, suitable for a teaching role).]

[Instruction: Proceed to the club activity room and request instructional assistance.]

In the video, he stands up from his desk, ignoring the stares of his classmates, and walks straight out of the classroom.

"Wait!" Shimada Sho exclaimed in surprise. "I didn't say I was going to find that woman!"

Unfortunately, the system can't hear it.

His body had already left the teaching building and was walking towards the club building.

"It's over." Shimada Xiang held his forehead.

He could already imagine how Ayase Yuki would make things difficult for him.

The scenes switch rapidly.

He arrived at the door of the club activity room and raised his hand to knock.

"Please come in."

Push the door open and go inside.

Yuki Ayase was sitting behind her desk reading a book when she saw Sho Shimada come in, and her eyebrows twitched slightly.

"Mr. Pervert is here really early today."

He walked to the desk and stood still, saying expressionlessly, "I need you to teach me."

Yuki Ayase paused for a moment.

She put down her book and looked Shimada Sho up and down. "What did you say?"

“I need you to teach me,” his body repeated.

"why?"

"There's a quiz next week, and I have to pass it."

Upon hearing this, Yuki Ayase suddenly revealed a bright smile, "Is Mr. Pervert begging me?"

"Yes."

"So... what attitude should one use when asking someone for a favor?"

His body remained unresponsive.

Yuki Ayase wasn't surprised. She sat up and lightly twirled the pen in her hand.

Looking at Shimada Sho again, he smiled and said, "For example... something like 'Please, Yuki-sama'?"

"Please, Lady Yuki."

His body bowed without hesitation, repeating the words that Shimada Sho would never have said.

Chapter 80 Learning to Meow