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

I've decided. If I get first place again in this afternoon's test, I'll go find Miyazawa-kun.

……

Group C, Year 2.

Asahina returned to the classroom with the documents and distributed them.

She specially took out the one that belonged to Miyazawa Itsuki and personally handed it to the boy's desk.

Then, he absentmindedly presided over the morning meeting.

Back in their seats, after exchanging pleasantries with their classmates, only Chinatsu Nakano remained in the same spot.

She noticed that Naomi seemed a little off today.

"Nana, what's wrong with you today? You seem really listless."

"I'm fine, Chinatsu-chan."

Naomi Asahina tried her best to appear relaxed, but her expression was incredibly fragile.

"Nana must have something on her mind. If there's something you can tell me, you can tell me. I won't tell anyone else."

Chinatsu Nakano touched her friend's hair with concern.

Naomi Asahina remained silent.

Her close friend's concern should have been a happy thing, but now she had no positive feelings at all.

I'm sorry, Chinatsu-chan.

I can share any secret with you, except this one.

After learning the true identity of her beloved, she wanted to take care of him, but then realized that he seemed to already have a girlfriend or something.

I simply cannot say it.

……

In the afternoon, Miyazawa Itsuki woke up in bed.

I always have an ominous feeling in my dreams; it's true that when you're sick, even your dreams become nightmares.

I dragged myself along and ate the leftovers from the bento box.

I glanced at the time; it was 2:30 PM.

This morning, while lying in bed trying to rest, I couldn't fall asleep or wake up properly. I tried many methods before I finally managed to drift off to sleep.

I didn't realize it was already afternoon.

Miyazawa Itsuki sighed and went into the shower room to quickly rinse his body.

After clearing my mind, I sat down at my desk.

There were textbooks spread out in front of him, but he couldn't concentrate on reading a single word.

Relying on his shorthand skills, he managed to memorize some knowledge.

But at this moment.

A soft knock came from the doorway.

Miyazawa Itsuki got up, went to the entrance hall, and opened the door.

A beautiful young woman in a uniform stood at the door.

"Miyazawa-kun".

The girl's gentle voice was still pleasant to hear.

Miyazawa Itsuki looked surprised.

"Tsukimi-kun... why are you back at this time?"

"The last class in the afternoon was a pop quiz, and I handed in my paper early."

Her Highness briefly mentioned the reason.

"is that so."

Miyazawa Itsuki's mind was foggy, and he didn't have the time to think about the details. He just felt that it was only natural to hand in the paper and leave.

"May I come in?"

Tsukimi Sakura spoke softly, her gaze passing over Miyazawa Itsuki's shoulder and into the room.

Miyazawa Itsuki was slightly taken aback.

He had no objection to Tsukimi Sakura visiting his room, as neighborly interactions are reciprocal.

But unfortunately, it happened to be today.

He was too ill to give Her Highness a proper welcome, and besides, it wouldn't be good to infect her with his illness.

"Is it not allowed?" Tsukimi Sakuna said. "Do we need time to hide things that can't be seen by others? I will wait."

No... there is no such thing.

Miyazawa Itsuki stepped aside and raised his hand in welcome.

"...Please come in, Tsukimi-kun. The room is a little messy, please forgive me."

"Ah."

Tsukimi Sakura smiled faintly and stepped into the room.

Since Miyazawa Itsuki said there was no need to change her shoes, she went straight into the room.

The room of the lone male high school student seemed to have a unique attraction for the Holy Maiden, who peered at it curiously.

However, Miyazawa Itsuki could only express his regret about this.

His room wasn't anything special.

He didn't collect any of the things his peers would collect, such as games, comics, or fan-made works.

Although I pay attention to hygiene at all times, clean does not mean tidy.

Especially after falling ill, he had no energy to care about the little things, and his room was even more messy than usual.

It's like the room of an old man who's gotten bored with his job.

Her Highness carefully strode around the clothes and books scattered on the ground.

"Miyazawa-kun's room is a little messy."

"Yes, I'm so sorry."

"Hehe, no need to apologize. That's exactly why I came. It would be a real headache if Miyazawa-kun's room were spotless."

"...?"

Miyazawa Itsuki paused in his preparation of the tea.

The girl's soft voice had a captivating magic.

"Today, Miyazawa-kun, just be a good patient and leave everything to me."

"But Tsukimi-san is clearly a guest..."

"When Miyazawa offered to help in the kitchen, I gave in too."

"Since we'll be neighbors who live together every day in the future, it wouldn't be good to be too distant, would it?"

Her Highness's words left Miyazawa Itsuki speechless.

Tsukimi Sakura added casually.

"This is my own choice, so Miyazawa-kun doesn't need to feel indebted. Just consider it as something I enjoy doing."

Amber pupils reflected Miyazawa Itsuki's stunned face.

"Is that okay?" she asked finally.

"..."

After hesitating for a moment, Miyazawa Itsuki spoke.

"...Thank you, Tsukimi-kun."

This sentence already explains his meaning.

Tsukimi Sakuna smiled faintly.

"Well then, Miyazawa-kun, please relax and rest."

The girl helped him to the bedside and laid him down halfway, then took out a fever-reducing patch and applied it.

After asking when she took the medication, she nodded and tidied up the room.

Pick up the clothes on the ground, fold them neatly, and put them back in their proper places.

At this moment, Miyazawa Itsuki is grateful to his past self for not having the habit of carelessly leaving his underwear lying around.

Tsukimi Sakura put the clothes to be washed into a small washing machine and poured in fabric softener and detergent.

Those that were clean were put back into the wardrobe as requested by Miyazawa Itsuki.

As she opened the wardrobe, Tsukimi Sakura's eyes flickered slightly.

Inside, there was a row of neatly arranged clothes, each with a different style, but all showing that the owner had good taste.

In the deepest part of the suit, there is a line of small text on the nameplate on the chest.

【Miyazawa Teru】

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Tsukimi Sakura stared intently at the words on the nameplate.

"..."

After thinking for a while, she ignored it, neatly folded and put away the clothes, and closed the wardrobe door.

Some things, even if you're curious, don't necessarily have to delve into them.

There could be many answers, but Tsukimi Sakuna didn't really care.

The only thing she cared about was the boy named Miyazawa Itsuki behind her.

Next, I tidied up the rest of the room.

She gathered the books that the room's owner had casually placed into the bookshelf, glancing briefly at the titles.

"Practical Circuit Fault Diagnosis", "The Magic of Light: An Overview of Photography Techniques", and "Girl's Wardrobe".

Tsukimi Sakura's gaze lingered on the cover of the last book.

A girl with long blonde hair is wearing a stylish and beautiful outfit, with the cherry blossom-lined street in Tokyo in the background.

This is a fashion magazine, primarily targeting young women and students. It's quite popular among publications of its kind.

Naomi Asahina is a special reader model for the magazine.

A few days ago, when Miyazawa Itsuki passed by a bookstore, he suddenly thought of Naomi's profession and bought a copy of the latest issue specifically for that purpose.

The original intention was to ensure that the last date was perfect, so that we wouldn't be speechless when faced with related topics.

This allows for a basic understanding.

He was able to buy it precisely because the cover featured Naomi Asahina as a model.

She looked even more refined and radiant on the cover than on their first date, like a popular idol.

Tsukimi Sakuna stared intently at the magazine cover.

—In the boy's room, there was a fashion magazine featuring a girl from his class on the cover.

It's a fashion magazine aimed at girls, so most people don't buy it for the purpose of learning how to dress.

So……

The implications of this are bound to lead people to overthink.

Tsukimi Sakura remained silent.