Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

Kenta Takada's face turned even paler, and he slumped into his chair, muttering, "It's all over, it's all over."

Shimada Sho didn't seem to care much.

He went to school just to get a diploma and, incidentally, to have a legitimate identity.

Even if he was forced to quit, he now has the system to rely on and more than a million yuan in savings, so he won't starve.

At worst, I can change schools, or simply drop out and focus on my part-time job and system tasks.

Of course, he would never say that out loud.

He patted Kenta Takada on the shoulder to encourage him, then took out his textbook and began his studies for the day.

Time flies, and lunch break is here in the blink of an eye.

Shimada Sho quickly finished the bento box he bought from the convenience store.

He took out another apple and ate it.

He bought it from the convenience store once, and now that he has money, he no longer needs to worry about small things like food.

How to ensure nutrition?

Seeing that it was almost time, I opened the system and opened the panel for Yukine Kamishiro.

【Kamidai Yukiyin】

[Development Progress: 54%]

[Connection Cooling Down: Reset (Connectable)]

I haven't logged in to Miss yet today, so I'll take advantage of my lunch break to check it out.

He spent a few minutes setting up his physical activity for the next hour in the "Smart Hosting" feature.

Just lie quietly on the table and sleep. If someone comes to wake you, pretend to wake up, then go to the bathroom to wash your face and come back to sleep.

After completing the setup and confirming that everything was correct, he then initiated the connection.

[Should we add the character "Kamishiro Yukine"?]

"Yes."

[Do you want to enable the "Smart Hosting Mode" for the main game?]

"Yes."

With smart hosting this time, there definitely won't be any more problems.

Thinking this, Shimada Sho subconsciously glanced in Ayase Yuki's direction.

As luck would have it, they met a pair of deep, unfathomable eyes.

Those eyes held a wealth of emotions.

Melancholy, shyness, longing...

Before Shimada Sho could take a closer look, his consciousness left his body.

The connection was established, and then everything went black before his eyes.

When the lights came on again, my body returned to that quiet room filled with the scent of incense.

Outside the window is the shrine's courtyard, but the sky is overcast, and it looks like it's about to rain.

The young lady was sitting gracefully at the low table, with the same set of test papers still laid out in front of her, a pen in her hand.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Thug."

The clear and ethereal voice of Yukine Kamishiro echoed in my mind right on time.

"good afternoon."

Shimada Sho took control of his body and moved his somewhat stiff fingers.

He then asked, "You seem a little unhappy?"

“I checked the part of yesterday’s test paper that Mr. Thug did again, and I also referred to the standard answer.”

The young lady's voice revealed no emotion, simply stating a fact calmly: "Many things were wrong."

"..." Shimada Sho's face stiffened, and he gave an awkward laugh.

He knew, of course, that he made many mistakes, especially in Chinese literature and history; he was lucky if he got half of them right.

"So?" he asked, forcing himself to speak.

"So, today it's my turn to give Mr. Thug a lesson."

In Yukine Kamishiro's voice, there was an undeniable firmness: "Starting with the Chinese text where Mr. Thug made the most mistakes, I have already compiled the relevant knowledge points."

[Ding! Limited-time mission triggered!]

[Yukine Kamishiro's Wish: A Great Teacher Produces Outstanding Students]

[Task Description: The young lady can no longer tolerate Mr. Thug's poor academic performance. To prevent him from "losing face" in his future studies, she has decided to personally tutor him and provide him with special training. Please study diligently.]

[Task Reward: Depends on learning outcomes. Guaranteed minimum: 10000 yen in cash.]

"Huh?" Shimada Sho looked at the task that suddenly appeared, feeling a little confused.

They had just escaped the pressure of school exams.

Why do I have to get tutoring from the young lady as soon as I log on?

However, I'm just idling around anyway.

The young lady's explanation is definitely better than his own wild guesses, and it can also increase the progress of his character development and earn him some rewards.

Although 10,000 yen isn't much, every little bit helps.

"Alright, go ahead and talk, I'm listening." Shimada Sho sighed helplessly, adjusted his posture, and assumed a serious listening posture.

For the next hour, Shimada Sho listened to Kamishiro Yukine's calm yet exceptionally clear explanations.

She seemed to completely understand his knowledge gaps, and her explanations were both insightful and easy to understand, even more efficient than those given by teachers at school.

Although Shimada Sho felt a little awkward, he had to admit that he did understand and had taken notes of a lot of things.

[Remaining time for this connection: 00:00:15]

"That's all for today." Yukine Kamishiro's voice rang out at the right moment. "Mr. Thug, remember to review when you get back."

"...Understood, Professor Kamishiro," Shimada Sho replied listlessly.

"We'll continue tomorrow."

"Yes Yes Yes."

[Log out of the character "Kamishiro Yukine"?]

"Yes."

As consciousness returned, Shimada Sho climbed up from his desk, feeling a bit bloated as if a huge amount of Chinese literature knowledge had been crammed into his head again.

He glanced at the time; lunch break was almost over, and the first class of the afternoon was about to begin.

However, there is still time. If he doesn't study, Shimada Sho can continue to connect with Amami Chizuru.

With that in mind, he opened the panel.

Before he could even log in, a female voice suddenly called his name.

Chapter Ninety-Eight: You're not pretending anymore, are you?

"Sho Shimada".

The sound came from outside the classroom; it was crisp, pleasant, and very familiar.

Shimada Sho looked in the direction of the voice and saw Hoshino Yuuki.

She stood at the entrance to Class C, holding a notebook with a cartoon cover in one hand.

With her other hand in her skirt pocket, she peered inside expressionlessly.

His gaze swept across the classroom, stopping on Shimada Sho, and he beckoned to him with his finger.

Shimada Sho: "..."

What's with this gesture that looks like calling a puppy?

He reluctantly got up and walked out of the classroom under the subtle gazes of his classmates.

In the corridor, Hoshino Yuuki leaned against the windowsill. When she saw him come out, she didn't say anything, but simply stuffed the brown paper notebook into his arms.

Shimada Sho instinctively caught it, looked down and saw it was a handwritten notebook.

The handwriting was neat, and key points were marked with different colored pens. Each subject was organized into categories, and even index labels were attached.

“This is…” Shimada Sho was stunned.

"Don't misunderstand." Hoshino Yuuki turned her head and said in a cold tone, "These are my old study notes. I don't need them anymore, and it would be a waste to throw them away. I might as well give them to a slacker like you to make use of."

"An old notebook?" Shimada Sho flipped to the next few pages. The ink was still fresh, and there wasn't even a crease on the edge of the paper.

“I said it’s old, so it’s old.” Hoshino Yuuki’s ears turned red for a moment, but her tone became even more unfriendly. “Do you want it or not? If you don’t want it, I’ll take it back.”

"Yes, yes, yes." Shimada Sho quickly put the notebook away, a warm feeling welling up in his heart.

This sister of his, who always complains about him and says she'd rather throw it away than give it to him, actually compiled this thick stack of notes and sent them over.

Three main subjects, hundreds of pages of content, it's clear that a lot of time was spent on it.

"Have you eaten?" Shimada Sho asked, looking up after accepting the food.

Hoshino Yuuki frowned. "What's it to you?"

"Wait a minute." Shimada Sho turned around and walked back to the classroom, taking a bright red apple out of his desk.

He bought a box of three in the morning, and he originally planned to save these two for the afternoon.

He took the apple back to the corridor and handed it to Hoshino Yuuki, saying, "Here you go."

Hoshino Yuuki glanced down at the apple, then looked up at Shimada Sho, and said disdainfully, "Who wants to eat your leftovers?"

"It's not leftover; I brought it especially for you."

"……don't want."

"Take it, consider it a thank you gift."

I said no!

The commotion they made attracted several curious glances from the classroom.

A few girls huddled together, whispering amongst themselves, their eyes darting back and forth between Shimada Sho and Hoshino Yuuki.

The boy by the window also turned his head, revealing an expression of watching a good show.

When Hoshino Yuuki noticed those gazes, her face flushed, and she simply turned around and left without looking back.

"Don't embarrass me with the quiz next week."

Her voice could be heard from a distance after we had walked a while.

Shimada Sho stood there, watching her figure disappear at the top of the stairs.

The apple in my hand still couldn't be given away.

Shimada Sho sighed and returned to the classroom with a sense of helplessness.

As soon as he sat down, Kenta Takada turned around from the front row, his eyes shining, and asked in a low voice, "Shimada-kun! Who's that? Hoshino Yuuki from Class A? What's your relationship?"

“Sister,” Shimada Sho said succinctly.

"Sister?!" Yosuke Murakami leaned closer, his eyes wide behind his glasses. "That Hoshino Yuuki, who's in the top five of the grade, is your sister?"

"Stepsister".

"A stepsister is still a sister!" Kenta Takada said with envy and jealousy. "Why didn't you say so sooner? If we had known you had such a sister, our Tsuru-chan fan club would have been missing one..."

“That matter is in the past,” Shimada Sho interrupted him.

“Okay…” Kenta Takada sheepishly shrank back, but his eyes couldn’t help but dart toward the brown paper notebook on his desk.

The classroom returned to the hustle and bustle of lunch break.

Shimada Sho put his notebook in his desk, his eyes inadvertently glancing to his right front.