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

Miyazawa Itsuki also returned to his room and opened the control panel.

"Speaking of the convenience of movement, that reminds me of something."

He looked at the item exchange pool in the panel's exchange section, specifically the interface for "Running Shoes".

[Special Item: Running Shoes]

[Effect: When worn, running speed is increased by 15% and stamina consumption is reduced by 20%. Gains one "Temporary Sprint" skill, instantly increasing speed to 200%, with a 24-hour cooldown.]

[Note: Wearing straw sandals gives you a feeling of flying.]

Price: 2500

Miyazawa Itsuki stopped hesitating and clicked to redeem.

[Balance: 3980-2500]

[Special item "Running Shoes" has been obtained]

With a shift in thought, a pair of plain white men's sneakers appeared before my eyes.

Miyazawa Itsuki's mind was also flooded with a series of usage rules regarding the [running shoes].

The appearance of the running shoes is not fixed, but can be changed according to the owner's wishes to match the different styles of dressing when renting a boyfriend.

The skill "Temporary Dash" lasts for three seconds and can be extended by spending points.

The first second of the delay requires 500 points, then 1000, then 1500, and so on.

This is an option that Miyazawa Itsuki would basically not consider at this stage; it's too expensive.

Aside from the possibility of a critical hit, he would need customers to spend 100,000 yen to earn 1,000 points.

That would take so much talking.

They'd probably have to smile so hard their faces would be stiff just to get enough.

Miyazawa Itsuki put on his running shoes.

As expected of an unknown product made by the panel manufacturer, the feel was surprisingly comfortable, as if it were designed to fit the shape of his feet.

The moment I put it on, a strange power seemed to surge through my entire body.

That power can help him run faster and with less effort, and by spreading that power, it can also correct his running posture.

Miyazawa Itsuki attempted a slight jump.

Although not included in the panel's description of its effects, the running shoes do provide a certain boost to jumping ability, and there is absolutely no feeling of foot injury hindering them.

If it were me now, participating in a basketball game, I might even be able to pull off a high-difficulty move like a mid-air spinning dunk.

Miyazawa Itsuki opened the door with satisfaction.

Perhaps it was a telepathic connection, but the door to the Tsukimi residence slowly opened at that moment.

Tsukimi Sakura, dressed casually, stepped out and met his gaze.

Her Highness's casual wear is predominantly off-white in color. While not particularly elaborate, it gives off a charming, girl-next-door vibe.

It has a quiet and clean style with a gentle temperament.

She looked just like a princess dressed in commoner's clothes.

what……

A princess in distress...?

Miyazawa Itsuki's pupils wavered slightly.

In a daze, it seemed as if the figure of another girl was overlapping with it.

It seems there was a similar scene once.

A young, inexpensive girl, dressed in clothes that could hardly conceal her beauty, stood before him, smiling sweetly.

"A-Shu, are you stunned? You're definitely stunned!"

"Only Ashu can see me like this. And I will only show this to Ashu."

“I will always be the ‘first tier’ in Ashu’s heart, so Ashu doesn’t need to waste his attention on anyone other than me.”

"Just look at me."

The girl's smile was breathtakingly beautiful.

Chapter 52 Leisurely Time

"..."

Tsukimi Sakura's eyes showed some unease.

"What's wrong... Miyazawa-san, is something wrong?"

"Oh, no, I just think this outfit suits Tsukimi-kun very well."

Miyazawa Itsuki snapped out of his daze and smiled.

"To be honest, it's very beautiful. It even makes me a little overwhelmed."

Sakura's pretty face flushed slightly.

"So, Miyazawa-kun can say things that make girls blush."

"...I thought Tsukimi-san had heard plenty of this kind of flattery."

"Yeah, I'm getting really tired of hearing it."

Sakura Tsukimi's eyes narrowed slightly, her smile so beautiful it was mesmerizing.

"But the feeling is different when you hear it from the people around you, Miyazawa-kun."

……

Inside the Mori Cafe.

Miyazawa Itsuki and Tsukimi Sakuna, dressed in work clothes, were busy among them.

Because of the excellent coffee and desserts themselves, coupled with the rumor that "this shop seems to have an adorable employee," Morizumi Cafe is becoming increasingly popular.

Consequently, the workload in the store has become much heavier.

During peak hours, even Miyazawa Itsuki, who was in charge of serving desserts, had to give up his duties and hand them over to Tsukimi Sakura.

Fortunately, the girl's reliability is reassuring.

All you need to do is maintain that "saintly smile" and provide basic service, and your guests will be full of praise.

"Beauty is food for the eyes," is that the saying?

Her Highness's charm made even coffee taste better.

The number of positive reviews he received on social media is equivalent to the total number of positive reviews he received during the past six months of working here.

It made him realize that this is truly a world that judges by appearance.

Miyazawa Itsuki silently operated the oven, then glanced at today's sticky note.

Once this batch is finished, there shouldn't be any other desserts that require too much effort today.

After getting through the toughest peak customer traffic, there are only smaller orders afterward, which makes things a bit easier.

Miyazawa Itsuki handed the prepared dessert out the window, and Tsukimi Sakura gave it to the customer.

Then came a brief moment of free time, during which he looked out the window at Tsukimi Sakura's back.

Even when only a group of customers remained in the café, focused on chatting and eating, the girl's demeanor remained impeccable.

To be honest, it would be very difficult for Miyazawa Itsuki to consciously maintain a long-term "rent-a-boyfriend" mode.

He knew all too well how difficult it was during that time.

If a performance without an audience is to remain perfect forever, it can only rely on the actor's own will.

Or rather, it's a habit.

Miyazawa Itsuki walked out of the kitchen.

They came to Tsukimi Sakura's side.

The girl slightly shifted her gaze and revealed a faint smile.

"Miyazawa-kun, is the work in the kitchen finished?"

She asked in a low voice.

At this moment, she no longer resembled the perfect and dignified saintess, but rather a beautiful young girl appropriate for her age.

"Yes, that was the last one."

"Oh."

She nodded obediently and said nothing more.

As time slowly passed, the last group of guests paid their bills and left.

It's time for a break before leaving get off work.

Tsukimi Sakura closed her eyes and breathed out softly.

Maintaining a saintly demeanor all the time must be quite tiring.

When Tsukimi Sakura relaxes, her aura and eyes become softer, making her seem easy to bully.

Miyazawa looked at her and suddenly said something.

"Tsukimi-kun, would you like something to eat?"

"Huh? Eh? Me? I feel fine. Are you hungry, Miyazawa-kun?"

Sakura Tsukimi said somewhat flusteredly.

[If Miyazawa-kun is hungry, can we make tonkatsu today?] She asked him, but Miyazawa Itsuki just shook his head.

"What I mean is, there are still some pre-processed but unused ingredients in the kitchen. Since they're going to be thrown away anyway, why not make some desserts for Tsukimi-kun if she wants some?"

"Oh, is that so?"

Tsukimi Sakura breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief.

"Um... I feel like eating desserts too often can easily lead to weight gain."

The girl fidgeted with her hair, her gaze wandering.

Tsukimi Sakura doesn't dislike sweets.

I hesitated only because of the nemesis of beautiful girls: obesity.

"I think that if it's Tsukimi-kun, eating a little bit occasionally won't cause any major problems."

"Tsukimi-san doesn't usually come to places like this to enjoy desserts, does she? In other words, she rarely eats sweets."

"Yes, this is the first time I've ever had such a high-class dessert in such a fancy coffee shop."

"The phrase 'high-end dessert' can be removed; it's actually not high-end at all, just very ordinary."

Miyazawa Itsuki smiled and handed over the menu: "A selection of ordinary desserts, please feel free to choose, Miss Tsukimi."

Sakura Tsukimi smiled slightly, obediently accepted the menu, and pondered it carefully.

"Hmm... everything on there looks so gorgeous."

"The price... is so expensive."

The girl muttered to herself.

For a child like Tsukimi Sakura from a single-parent, ordinary family, upscale cafes and exquisite, expensive desserts are parallel lines in life that will never intersect.

If she hadn't been working here, Tsukimi Sakuna would never have considered entering this type of shop.

Her Highness prefers practical and simple things; to avoid causing trouble for her family, she even only wears old clothes. It's all thanks to her excellent natural beauty.

Last time, I only fell in love with pancakes at first sight for some reason. This is a rather common dessert.

After looking at it for a long time, Tsukimi Sakura looked conflicted.

"that……"