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

Although I had already anticipated that Miyazawa-kun would not choose to rest again, I still held onto a sliver of hope.

If we could grant Miyazawa-kun an extra day off due to his hand injury.

I will also change my strategy and ask for leave. I will stay by Miyazawa-kun's side.

In this way...

Spend one less day with that girl named Asahi, and one more day with yourself.

Will the balance of emotions shift slightly?

Unfortunately, Miyazawa-kun still chose to go to school.

Tsukimi Sakuna was disappointed, but she did not intend to interfere with Miyazawa Itsuki's decision.

Instead, they had prepared for both possibilities.

She took out the hidden lunchbox from behind her back.

"Here you go, Miyazawa-kun, this is for today."

"Thank you."

He accepted it with gratitude.

After putting the lunchboxes into their backpacks, the two left Miyazawa Itsuki's rented room.

It was still early, and he planned to let Tsukimi Sakura go first, as usual.

He then took the next tram.

However, Tsukimi Sakura had a different opinion.

"Miyazawa-kun, do you want to go to school together today?"

"what?"

Miyazawa Itsuki was slightly surprised.

"That's not a good idea, since someone might see us."

Her Highness said she didn't want the people at the school to discover their connection.

So he tried his best to salvage the situation regarding Naomi Asahina.

Chapter 91 The Approaching Transfer Student

Tsukimi Sakura blinked unwillingly.

If I could, I would love to go back to that day and replace myself with the one who said those words.

Her Highness chose to settle for second best.

"Then, can we walk together at a distance?"

“After all, Miyazawa-kun’s condition is worrying. If we go to school together, I can help him if he needs anything on the way.”

Miyazawa Itsuki pondered for a while.

"I have no problem, so shall I go first today?"

"Ah."

After making their decision, the two took the elevator together.

At the entrance of the apartment, Miyazawa Itsuki went ahead first.

After walking for several dozen meters, Tsukimi Sakura followed.

The two maintained a distance of one in front of the other.

On his journey, Miyazawa Itsuki would occasionally look back.

Every time I turned around, I met the Saintess's gentle gaze.

The girl smiled knowingly and nodded at him.

This feeling is truly amazing.

Aside from Rino and Shiori, my experiences of going to and from school with girls were limited to these two.

There was no one else.

Now, those two are either not around, or they are no longer able to attend school normally.

I thought I would never have a similar experience again.

As Miyazawa Itsuki was thinking about these things, his cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

It was Tsukimi Sakura who sent a message.

[Sakura: Miyazawa-kun, look southeast]

Miyazawa looked in the direction indicated.

It is a lush cherry blossom avenue, in full bloom, with petals falling in abundance.

Tsukimi Sakuna approached and reached out to catch the falling petals.

A breeze blew from somewhere, making the petals swirl and the girl's hair sway.

This scene was like a painting.

Miyazawa Itsuki silently admired it for a while.

Then replied:

[Tree: The cherry blossoms are beautiful]

But there are actually things more beautiful than cherry blossoms. It's just hard to put into words.

[Sakura: Yes, it's cherry blossom season now.]

[Sakuna: Is Miyazawa-kun interested in cherry blossom viewing?]

Cherry blossom viewing?

Miyazawa Itsuki was slightly taken aback.

Artistic activities are somewhat distant for him now.

During Tokyo's cherry blossom season, many tourists flock there specifically for the cherry blossoms.

But the excitement belongs to others; Miyazawa Itsuki's only connection is with the cherry blossom season.

It involves taking photos of customers with cherry blossoms while working and praising them as more beautiful than the flowers themselves.

[Sakuna: Well, since I have an assignment for art class that requires me to submit a landscape sketch, I'm planning to go to a nearby park to do it sometime. Do you want to come along, Miyazawa-kun?]

It turned out to be the case.

Miyazawa Itsuki thought for a moment and realized that he seemed to have a similar assignment.

I originally only planned to sketch a landscape painting of the area near my home.

But since Her Highness had extended the invitation a second time, he certainly had no reason to refuse.

[Tree: No problem, please let me come along.]

[Sakura: Hmm!!]

Tsukimi Sakura's eyes and brows were beaming with joy.

She carefully read Miyazawa Itsuki's reply several times, then put her phone away with satisfaction.

She returned to her outward appearance, that flawless [saintly] form.

The two then rode the same tram in the same carriage.

The closer we got to the school, the more people we saw wearing Sakura Ryougi uniforms along the way.

A student from the same class as Tsukimi Sakura greeted her.

The girl responded flawlessly.

Miyazawa Itsuki stayed alone not far from Tsukimi Sakuna.

Although I saw a few somewhat familiar faces, they seemed to be classmates.

But those people all had someone with them, so it seemed like no one noticed him.

Even if they notice it, they will most likely pretend they didn't see it.

The marginalized man's plan was inexplicably successful.

And so, I got off the tram.

Arriving at the streets near Sakura Hill, only a short distance remained before reaching the school.

Miyazawa Itsuki glanced at Tsukimi Sakuna.

Her Highness was already surrounded by girls, and a spirited young woman was excitedly talking to her.

Her name... I think it's Sasaki Haruna.

We mentioned it in a casual chat before.

Seemingly noticing his gaze, Tsukimi Sakuna subtly turned her eyes toward Miyazawa Itsuki.

Their gazes met in the air.

Miyazawa nodded to her and mouthed "See you soon."

Then he left first.

I don't know why, but I always felt that Her Highness's last gaze...

It feels a bit like being an abandoned little animal.

……

Back to Group C of Year 2.

It was the familiar noise; students were gathered in twos and threes.

As soon as Miyazawa Itsuki entered the classroom, several boys he didn't know well noticed him and greeted him.

"Hey, isn't this Miyazawa? I heard you were sick yesterday. Are you alright?"

The speaker's name is Fukuda, and he was a teammate in last week's PE class.

"Yes, I'm much better now, thank you for your concern."

"Let's play ball together again when you're better. Your skills are so good, we need someone like you."

"If I have the opportunity, I would be happy to."

Miyazawa Itsuki responded politely.

After dealing with his classmates, he shifted his gaze to the side.

That was where his two new friends, Yuta Nakamura and Takato Tanaka, were sitting.

The two otaku noticed Miyazawa Itsuki's arrival from the very beginning.

I didn't dare to approach him because I was worried about him talking to someone of high status in the class.

"Mr. Miyazawa, how are you feeling?"

"Miyazawa, we wanted to visit you yesterday, but our homeroom teacher rejected our request when we asked for the address, saying that a representative from our class had already visited. We're sorry."

"Thank you, I'm fine," Miyazawa Itsuki said. "I appreciate your kind words. It's alright if you don't come to visit me. I would feel guilty if I accidentally infected you."

"It won't be that serious."

"I was planning to bring my game console to the Miyazawa house to play together. If that's the case, I'll bring a couple more masks."

During the conversation.

Tanaka Takato noticed the bandage on his right hand.

"Hey? What happened to your hand, Miyazawa-san?"

Miyazawa Itsuki raised his right hand and smiled casually:

"Oh, it's just a scratch from something sharp, nothing serious."