Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

In my memory, Yuki Ayase took out a notebook filled with various analyses and placed it on the table.

She fled in a panic when she returned, without having time to bring it back.

But at first glance, the notebook was still there, but the page with the notes on it had disappeared.

Chapter 82 Do you know her?

In the quiet activity room in the afternoon, there was not a sound, only the scratching of pens on paper.

Shimada Sho looked up at Ayase Yuki behind the desk.

She lowered her head, pen in hand, and leaned over the table, her posture calm and her expression focused as she wrote.

If he hadn't witnessed what just happened, Shimada Sho would never have had any doubts about her.

But now, he finds it all strange.

"cough."

Finally, Shimada Sho coughed to remind her.

Yuki Ayase paused for a moment as she held the pen and began to write.

But he quickly resumed writing, as if he hadn't noticed anything amiss.

As Shimada Sho looked at the girl dressed as an ostrich, his gaze unconsciously fell on her ears.

Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating her profile perfectly.

The lines of the earlobe are clearly visible, the skin is fair, and there is nothing unusual about it.

"He recovered so quickly?" Shimada Sho wondered to himself.

In the memory she just recalled, her ears were so red they were almost bleeding.

Now there's not a trace left.

This woman's mental fortitude is simply too good.

“Ayase-san.” Sitting there doing nothing wasn’t going to work, so Shimada Sho decided to say something.

"Hmm?" Ayase Yuki looked up, her eyes behind her glasses showing just the right amount of confusion. "Is there anything else, Mr. Pervert?"

"Regarding the exchange competition."

"Oh, that." Yuki Ayase put down her pen, leaned back in her chair, and clasped her hands in front of her. "I was just about to tell you that."

"say what?"

"The exchange competition has been postponed."

Shimada Sho raised an eyebrow. "Postponed?"

"Yes, important guests have come to the school to inspect the campus environment, so all club activities have been suspended."

"So I'm not competing?"

"I'm not competing anymore."

"Then about my joining the company..."

"We'll talk about it after the assessment." Ayase Yuki picked up her pen and twirled it between her fingers. "But don't worry, Mr. Pervert, the company entrance assessment can be postponed."

Looking at her calm and composed demeanor, Shimada Sho felt a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.

How can this woman do it so naturally?

Just now, in my memory, she was being held in my arms, her clothes disheveled, her eyes filled with longing, and she kept saying no...

"Mr. Pervert?"

Ayase Yuki's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Ok?"

"What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Shimada Sho looked away and gazed out the window. "We'll talk about it after the inspection."

"it is good."

After that, the activity room fell silent again.

Only the hands of the clock on the wall ticked rhythmically.

Shimada Sho sat on the sofa, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Ayase Yuki, who had lowered her head again to continue writing.

She sat upright, and her pen-holding posture was standard, exactly the same as usual.

But Shimada Sho felt that something was off.

He thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Ayase-san, what do you usually do during your lunch break?"

Yuki Ayase paused for a moment.

"Reading, writing, daydreaming," she replied without looking up. "Didn't Mr. Pervert see it all?"

"Oh." Shimada Sho nodded. "Then have you done anything... different?"

Yuki Ayase looked up, her eyes behind her glasses staring straight at him.

What does "Mr. Pervert" refer to?

“It’s like…” Shimada Sho carefully chose his words, “…like, doing something when no one is looking…”

"Mr. Pervert".

"Ok?"

Are you implying something?

Yuki Ayase put down her pen, crossed her arms, and looked at him scrutinizingly.

Shimada Sho felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze, but he maintained a calm expression. "I was just asking casually."

"Just asking?" Ayase Yuki tilted her head. "Mr. Pervert isn't the kind of person who asks questions casually."

"So what kind of person do you think I am?"

"A person who lewdly stares at girls."

"..."

Shimada Sho gave up asking any more questions.

He stood up, walked to the window, and opened his arms to feel the warmth of the sunlight.

For a fleeting moment, I had the urge to expose her pretense on the spot.

But after calming down and thinking about it, I realized it wasn't necessary.

Regardless of whether Yuki Ayase will admit it.

Even if she admits it, what can I possibly pursue?

Instead, a more pressing problem confronted Shimada Sho.

What exactly is my relationship with her?

Shimada Sho pondered this question, racking his brains but unable to come up with a solution.

"Mr. Pervert".

Ayase Yuki's voice came from behind.

"What's wrong now?"

“You’ve been standing there for a long time.”

"I'm admiring the scenery."

"Oh." Ayase Yuki paused. "Have you finished watching it?"

"I've finished reading." Shimada Sho turned around and walked towards the doorway, directly opposite the floor-to-ceiling window.

Seeing Ayase Yuki looking over, he waved his hand and said, "I'm leaving now."

He needs to calm down.

Yuki Ayase said goodbye lazily, "Take care, Mr. Pervert."

Shimada Sho walked to the door and stopped.

"Ayase-san."

"Ok?"

"Next week's exam..."

"what happened?"

"Thank you for teaching me."

Yuki Ayase looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes behind her glasses.

Then she nodded. "You're welcome."

Shimada Sho opened the door and went out.

The moment the door closed, he heard a very soft exhale behind him.

It felt like someone who had been holding their breath for a long time could finally breathe again.

Shimada Sho stood in the corridor, looking at the closed door, and his lips twitched involuntarily.

"This woman..."

He shook his head, turned around, and went downstairs.

When I walked out of the club building, there were only a few minutes left of lunch break.

More people appeared on the playground, and students walked towards the teaching building in twos and threes.

Shimada Sho mingled in the crowd, but his mind was still preoccupied with what had just happened.

Yuki Ayase's reaction was very abnormal.

What is she after?

"Shimada-kun!"

A voice came from behind.

Shimada Sho turned around and saw Takada Kenta and Murakami Yosuke jogging after him.

"What are you doing here?" Shimada Sho asked.

"We were just asking you!" Kenta Takada exclaimed, "Where did you go during your lunch break? We've been looking for you for ages!"

"What do you want from me?"

"Of course I'm talking about the exchange match!" Yosuke Murakami pushed up his glasses. "You forgot? We're having an exchange match with the karate club this afternoon!"

"It's canceled." Shimada Sho continued walking forward.

"Cancelled?" Kenta Takada was taken aback. "Why?"

"Important guests have arrived at the school, all club activities are suspended."

"Huh?" Yosuke Murakami looked disappointed. "Then what about the activity room for our Chizuru-chan fan club..."

"We'll talk about it after the inspection is over."

Shimada Sho walked forward without looking back.

Kenta Takada and Yosuke Murakami exchanged a glance and quickly followed.

"Shimada-kun, what about your exams next week?" Kenta Takada asked.

"What do you mean, what to do?"

"Aren't your grades terrible?" Yosuke Murakami asked with concern. "Mr. Yonekura said this exam is very important; it's a matter of life and death for the school."

"I know."

"Have you reviewed your studies?"

"No."