Tokyo: Becoming the Perfect Male God Starting with a Rented Boyfriend.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to make a living by renting a boyfriend.

My work phone vibrated slightly; it was a message from Ms. Asahi, the client for this project.

nao_nao: I'm off! ^_^

nao_nao: I'll be there in about ten minutes. Looking forward to meeting you.

This was followed by a selfie.

The girl in the photo didn't show her face; all that could be seen was her light green A-line midi skirt and white lace mid-calf stockings that reached her calves.

Judging from the hem of the cropped top in the photo, it is indeed lemon-colored.

The overall color scheme gives off a bright and youthful vibe, and only a true young girl could pull off such a vibrant color combination.

Miyazawa Itsuki's guess about her age dropped a few years again.

The other person seemed to be a woman who knew a lot about fashion.

Even with Miyazawa Itsuki's aesthetic sense, one can feel the harmony in this outfit.

The girl in the photo has a slender waist and fair, shapely thighs. If she's not naturally gifted, she's likely consciously managed her figure.

Stylish, youthful, and with a great figure.

Miyazawa Itsuki made a simple judgment and replied to the other party.

ki: Be careful on the road and pay attention to safety.

ki: The clothes are beautiful, and I'm really looking forward to meeting Ms. Asahi.

He sent the full-body photo he had taken that morning so that the other party could recognize him in the crowd at a glance.

Wearing a charcoal gray wool coat over a plain-colored shirt, the overall look is understated and reserved.

After thinking for a moment, Miyazawa used his personal phone to find a three-person LINE group and sent them today's outfit.

The three-person group consists of Miyazawa Itsuki, the uncle, and Haruko.

Ms. Haruko is an old acquaintance of my uncle and works as a fashion designer for a well-known brand.

Whether in his past life or this one, Miyazawa Itsuki knows nothing about fashion, and it is thanks to Haruko's help that he has received a lot of guidance and advice.

At first, every time I put together an outfit for going out, I would send a selfie to Haruko for her approval.

Haruko's profile picture popped up in the group chat.

Haruko Takahashi: !!!

Haruko Takahashi: So dazzling! What is this? This is too much!

Haruko Takahashi: Itsuki, you're a natural-born model! So handsome, so handsome, ooh ...

Miyazawa Itsuki replied with a sticker of a smiling animal.

Haruko-san has started again.

Is it just his nature? He works in design at a large company and should be used to seeing handsome and well-built models.

But every time Miyazawa posts a photo, she reacts in such an exaggerated way.

Ms. Haruko had also extended several invitations to him, hoping that Miyazawa Itsuki would become her full-time model.

However, for various reasons, Miyazawa Itsuki declined this offer.

Firstly, the work of a professional model is not as flexible as renting a boyfriend, and secondly, the compatibility with the panel is not good.

The panel is very strict; it only counts as points if it's a date and the woman spends money on him.

It's hard not to suspect that this was tailor-made based on her boyfriend's profession at the time.

If I had been working as a securities trader in my previous life, would I have awakened a stock market guru panel instead?

Miyazawa Itsuki silently pondered these trivial matters.

Time passed slowly without us realizing it.

He arrived at the agreed location.

It didn't take much time; I found my target quickly.

After all, the other party was simply too conspicuous.

In the plaza in front of the shopping mall, a girl in a lemon-colored coat stood under an advertising billboard, attracting countless eyes simply by standing there quietly.

The crowd around her was whispering.

"So cute, is she an idol?"

"I think she might be a model; her figure is just too unfair."

"Is she waiting for someone? Should we go over and strike up a conversation?"

"No, no, no, at my level, I'd be instantly killed the moment I went up there, right? It feels like we're in completely different worlds."

"Wait, someone's approaching. Damn it, it's a handsome guy!"

Miyazawa Itsuki approached the girl.

The girl in front of him was about his age, like a high school student. His guess was still too conservative.

Her hair color is unusual—a bright gold—and she has long, slightly wavy hair.

She wore a lemon-colored cropped jacket that perfectly complemented her hair color, paired with a beige turtleneck sweater. Her bottoms matched the photos perfectly, featuring black platform loafers.

The moment Miyazawa saw the girl's face clearly, he understood why she could attract so much attention.

If the average standard of this world is handsome men and beautiful women.

The girl in front of me could definitely be called a super beautiful girl even in this world.

Not only is she cute, but she also has an outstanding figure.

Although she wasn't particularly tall overall, every curve of her body exuded youthful beauty, and every inch of her skin was as smooth and supple as water.

Even idols seen on television rarely possess the same charm.

Would a beautiful girl of this caliber need to rent a boyfriend?

Seemingly sensing Miyazawa Itsuki's approach, the girl slightly raised her head, paused for a moment, and quickly revealed a look of surprise.

"Oh, is this Mr. Miyazawa Teru?"

【Miyazawa Teru】was his stage name when he worked as a rent-a-boyfriend. It didn't have any other meaning; it was simply a convenient name, taken from the last syllable of the character "tree" (树), which is pronounced "ki (辉)".

Just like his work uses his LINE account ID.

“Yes.” Miyazawa Itsuki nodded. “Please allow me to confirm again, you are Ms. Asahi, who has entrusted me with this task, right?”

Miss Asahi extended her right hand, her smile as bright as the spring sunshine.

"Yes! My name is Naomi Asahina. Nice to meet you!"

"Please give me more advice."

Miyazawa Itsuki reached out and shook hands with him.

Asahi…Naomi.

It sounds familiar, but I can't quite place where I've heard it before. Maybe it's just my imagination.

Suddenly it occurred to me that Ms. Asahi's LINE account ID is nao_nao, which means "Nao Nao" in Japanese.

Asahina blinked her beautiful eyes and carefully examined Miyazawa Itsuki from head to toe, nodding as she looked, as if she were making a judgment.

"Oh my... He was already so handsome in the photos, but I found out he's even more handsome in person than in the pictures."

“Thank you, Miss Asahi as well,” Miyazawa Itsuki smiled slightly. “To be honest, I was quite surprised when I learned that the guest who specifically requested me was a beauty like Miss Asahi.”

"I was quite flattered that Ms. Asahi specifically requested me when she first came into contact with this service."

“I’m making a choice… Ah, well, since it’s my first time, I wanted to choose myself, and you look very kind…” Asahina said somewhat shyly.

What she didn't say was that the most important reason was that Miyazawa Itsuki was exactly her type, and she thought he was the most handsome in the entire list.

"I'm so glad that I've caught Ms. Asahi's eye."

"Friendly-looking" means that someone doesn't have any special features and seems harmless.

Miyazawa Itsuki felt somewhat helpless.

This isn't the first time he's received similar feedback.

The agency where Miyazawa Itsuki works is the leading agency in Tokyo's companion rental industry. As a result, it attracts all sorts of men with excellent physiques.

There are muscular, athletic, and cheerful handsome guys; there are melancholic and brooding beauties; and there are prince-like, sunny young men.

A mature rental boyfriend knows how to brand his own style in order to attract a corresponding customer base.

But Miyazawa Itsuki didn't develop a distinct image, and it's unclear whether it's because he doesn't have any particularly distinctive features.

In his customer reviews, customers only offered brief descriptions of his appearance, such as "handsome," "very handsome," "basically very handsome," or "want to marry him."

Is it because you lack your own style and can't grasp the specific points, so you simply used the system-recommended tags to get by?

Miyazawa Itsuki didn't know.

At first, he tried to learn from his predecessors who had distinctive personal styles, but he gradually gave up.

The existence of the control panel prevented Miyazawa Itsuki from determining his own development path.

Music, sports, cooking, technology... the exchange pool covers almost everything.

It's as if he's meant to be the most perfect and all-around rental boyfriend, so that he can handle any customer with ease.

"Um, I'd really like to know, what does Mr. Miyazawa think of me?" Naomi's long eyelashes trembled slightly, her face full of hope.

"It's about... first impressions. I want to know what kind of person I am in the eyes of a handsome guy like Miyazawa-kun. You just said I'm pretty, but what kind of pretty are you referring to?"

This question seemed really important to Naomi, and she looked at Miyazawa Itsuki with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.

Logically speaking, given Asahina Omi's status, she should be the center of attention wherever she goes, and she should have no shortage of praise, even from handsome men.

But since she wanted to ask, Miyazawa Itsuki would certainly grant her request.

"...Probably, very fashionable, with a sunny disposition and a positive personality." Miyazawa Shu carefully chose his words.

—She has a bit of a sexy vibe, but she's a cute and innocent kind of sexy.

At the same time, he is also the type that Miyazawa Itsuki would never come into contact with at school.

Naomi seemed to have heard a satisfactory answer, her eyebrows lifting slightly: "Oh~ Miyazawa-kun thought so too, hehehe..."

She laughed smugly for a while, then came to her senses and cleared her throat:

"Excuse me, this is my first time using this service. Is there anything we can do to make us look more natural?"

“No need.” Miyazawa Itsuki shook his head. “To be honest, with Miss Asahi’s charm, I don’t think others would be able to tell that we are renting partners.”

"Really? Why?"

"Because Ms. Asahi is so dazzling, it's not surprising that people suspect I'm the one who's actually on loan."

Miyazawa casually mentioned that for rare customers like Asahina Omi, there is sometimes a tradition in the industry of "free meals," which is the so-called free service.

When introducing this strange tradition, the club president made a special statement saying that if a practitioner encounters someone who wants to pay for the service for free, it means it's time to graduate from this industry.

"Oh? So Mr. Miyazawa will let me do it for free too?"

"..."

Miyazawa Itsuki secretly thought he had misspoke.

Seeing Miyazawa Itsuki's reaction, Naomi looked like she was about to cry: "I guess it's because I'm not pretty at all. Mr. Miyazawa's praise was just a lie to make me happy. I know."

If someone else made this expression, Miyazawa Itsuki would probably find it pretentious, but since it's Asahina Omi, it feels completely natural.

Pretty girls are terrifying.

"Please spare me," Miyazawa Itsuki said with a wry smile.

There was no other way; he really needed the money.

Miyazawa Itsuki's goal is to cure his sister and accumulate enough wealth to ensure that Shiori can live a comfortable and carefree life for the rest of her days.

Therefore, he cannot give up any opportunity to make money.

Even after the date ended, he had to rush to his next job.