Tokyo: Starting with a fake boyfriend

This discovery surprised him greatly; he didn't expect to cry. When did this happen?

Was it when he shut down his concentration and was overwhelmed by negative emotions?

"No need, thank you."

Wiping away his tears, Shiratori thanked them and walked away.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

In his rented apartment in Toshima Ward, Shiratori is hunched over his desk, studying diligently for his final exams next Wednesday.

He didn't know how difficult it was to score above 135; he only knew that one of the requirements for the options was to finish studying the six high school math textbooks before the final exam.

"???"

At some point, Line's message notification sound rang.

Upon hearing this sound, Shiratori Osamu reached out with his left hand and grabbed the phone.

Shinonome Mizuki (as teacher): Shiratori-kun, how about we meet at the Shibuya Sora Study Room at 9:00 AM tomorrow?

"OK."

Upon seeing this message, Shiratori Osamu's spirits lifted immediately, and he replied right away.

After agreeing on a meeting place, Shinonome Mizuki sent another message:

"Shiratori-kun, are you playing on your phone?"

“I am studying.”

"Then why did you reply so quickly?"

"Because I've been waiting for you to text me."

Faced with this problem, Shiratori Osamu pondered for a moment and decided to attack directly.

The message was read instantly after it was sent, but there was no response from the chat interface for a long time.

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In the upscale apartment building in Shibuya, Shinonome Mizuki, having finished all her work and taken a shower, was lying on her bed in a black nightgown when she saw the text on her phone screen, and her mind went blank.

"What? What? What? What?"

Holding her phone, Shinonome Mizuki sat up, her usually icy expression softening with surprise. She muttered to herself, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

"Because I've been waiting for you to message me"—what does this sentence actually mean?

Is that what she meant? That Shiratori-kun was really looking forward to her weekend private tutoring, so much so that he couldn't concentrate on studying. He would read for a while and then glance at his phone, just waiting for her to message him.

In fact, Shinonome Mizuki hesitated for a long time before extending the invitation tonight.

Although she found 18 test papers last Saturday to help Shiratori-kun assess his current level in junior high school.

However, she was unable to provide effective help with her studies last Sunday.

Shiratori is so smart that I never encounter any math problems that require my help.

She didn't do anything, just watched Shiratori-kun study from the side, brought him a bento to remind him it was time to eat lunch, and then, seeing that he had almost finished drinking his water, got up to buy him some more.

Rather than saying she was giving Shiratori-kun private tutoring as a teacher, it would be more accurate to say she was like a mother or older sister accompanying him, making sure he was not hungry or thirsty.

Although she was reluctant to admit it, the help she could offer was very limited, so she was worried that Shiratori might think that "going to the study room is a complete waste of time."

That's why Shinonome Mizuki was genuinely surprised and even overjoyed when she saw this message.

After being excited for a while, she carefully considered the content and sent it over.

The moon: "I should have told you sooner, I shouldn't have waited until so late."

Shiratori Osamu: "It's alright, it's not too late now."

Shiratori Osamu: "I'm going to continue studying now. See you tomorrow."

The moon: "See you tomorrow."

After sending the message, Shinonome Mizuki collapsed onto the bed with a feeling of relief, her body and mind radiating joy.

Great, I can tutor Shiratori-kun again tomorrow.

"Wait, why am I so happy?"

After enjoying her moment alone, Shinonome Mizuki came to her senses and realized something was wrong.

After calming down, she realized that she had overreacted and gotten carried away by just one sentence from someone else.

In order to face reality, Shinonome Mizuki began to condemn her own actions in her heart:

"Mizuki, Mizuki, Shiratori-kun is your student, you can't overstep your bounds."

"Although you won't be teacher and student anymore after he graduates from high school in six months, and there won't be any problem if you date him, Shiratori-kun already has a girlfriend!"

"Although they've broken up temporarily and he's currently single, he only went to the University of Tokyo for Yamabuki-san. How can you take advantage of that?"

"But then again, Shiratori-kun doesn't seem to have said that he went to Tokyo University for Yamabuki-san's sake; it's just my imagination."

"Was he serious just now? He said he was waiting for my message, that was way too ambiguous."

"Is it what I think? Does he like me and want to have more interaction with me? After all, he was still flirting with me on Monday."

"Wait a minute, although Shiratori-kun is a science genius, he seems to be quite a womanizer."

Her original intention was to scold Shinonome Mizuki to wake her up, but her thoughts went astray.

As the teacher of Class 3(1), she knows Shiratori Osamu very well.

Although many rumors about Shiratori Osamu at school are false, such as smoking, drinking, racing cars, fighting frequently, bullying classmates, and extorting money.

However, there was a rumor that she always felt was true: Shiratori Osamu was a womanizer.

According to the information she gathered and what she saw with her own eyes, Shiratori-kun had been surrounded by at least six different girls over the two and a half years since he entered Takeno High School, experiencing more than twenty hot girls.

Shiratori Osamu is never short of women; wherever he goes, he is always accompanied by several hot girls.

If the rumors are true, this guy is essentially a master of romance.

Thinking of this, Higashion Mizuki recalled her initial delight at being flirted with by his message, and a blush instantly spread across her beautiful, aloof face. Then, feeling incredibly ashamed and indignant, she sat up and started pounding a pillow on the bed.

"That despicable Shiratori Shu, how dare he toy with Lady Mizuki's feelings!"

"He said he'd been waiting for me to text him, and he replied so quickly, using such ambiguous language, and said it so fluently. I wonder how many women he's said that to."

"I was completely controlled by his words for so long, Shiratori Osamu must be very proud of himself right now."

"You just wait, you insist on playing games, huh? Then I'll pretend to be captivated by you first, and show you who's more skilled!"

Chapter 107 Twin Sisters?

Aozora Study Room, Shibuya, Tokyo.

"Tattoo."

With the crisp sound of high heels clicking on the stairs, Shinonome Mizuki's outfit remained the same: a suit, shirt, and trousers. However, she unusually wore high heels.

Because she is serious and tall, she rarely wears high heels and usually wears flat shoes, worried that doing so would put unnecessary pressure on the students.

If that's the case, why does she still wear high heels?

Firstly, because Shiratori is very tall, even if she wears 5-centimeter high heels, it won't put any pressure on him.

Secondly, she had a little scheme in mind; she planned to make Shiratori Osamu think she was captivated by him by making small changes to her daily outfits.

How dare a mere high school student challenge Lady Mizuki? She must show Shiratori-kun her true power!

"very good."

After crossing the stairs, Shinonome Mizuki arrived on the second floor, glanced at her watch—8:47—and nodded in satisfaction.

Although she hesitated this morning about whether to wear high heels and was a little late, there were still 13 minutes left before the agreed meeting time, and nothing unexpected happened.

With this thought in mind, Shinonome Mizuki continued walking forward when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of her eye, causing her gaze to automatically follow it.

He was a boy leaning against the wall, head bowed, looking somewhat lonely and forlorn.

Beneath the slightly parted blonde hair and dark roots was a face with well-defined features and deep-set eyes, giving it a sophisticated look.

He wore a loose, plain black T-shirt, paired with wide-leg trousers and platform sneakers. It was a casual and common outfit, but because of his tall and slender figure, he looked exceptionally handsome.

Based on her physical characteristics, Shinonome Mizuki immediately recognized that this guy was Shiratori Osamu.

But what made her take a second look was that Shiratori-kun seemed to have something on his mind today, giving her a melancholy feeling.

"No wonder so many girls still flock to him even though they know he's a womanizer... He's just too good-looking." Seeing this, Shinonome Mizuki couldn't help but mutter to herself.

Perhaps because of his melancholic temperament, Shiratori-kun is even more handsome than usual today, to the point of being visually offensive.

"Good morning, Mr. Dongyun."

Just then, Shiratori Osamu, who was lost in thought with his head down, felt her gaze, looked up and noticed her presence, and greeted her with some surprise.

"Good morning, Shiratori-kun."

Hearing his greeting, Shinonome Mizuki snapped out of her reverie, adjusted her glasses, and responded.

After exchanging greetings, Shiratori Osamu felt something was off.

When did Ms. Dongyun arrive? The person who went up the stairs just now was probably wearing high heels.

With this question in mind, Shiratori glanced at her, his gaze finally settling on her feet, which were clad in black strappy high heels.

"She's wearing high heels today?" Upon noticing this, Shiratori Osamu's heart suddenly raced.

In fact, Shiratori Osamu is not a foot fetishist.

Although Shinonome Mizuki is tall and slender with a mature and aloof appearance, her beautiful feet are as delicate and cute as a little girl's, with skin as white as snow, insteps as smooth as jade, and beautiful arches—they are practically food-grade.

The reason his heart was racing was because last weekend, Shinonome Mizuki had been wearing suit trousers and flat shoes, just like at school, but this weekend she had switched to high heels.

This kind of woman dressing up for her lover and the subtle changes that lead to increased attraction are truly captivating to men.

"Hmph, trying to mess with me." Dongyun Meiyue noticed that he had noticed her changing shoes as soon as he came in, and even stared at her with wide eyes. She couldn't help but snort to herself.

A mere delinquent high school student dares to challenge Lady Mizuki; he's truly overestimating himself.

Because her exhibitionist sister is very good at dressing, she has felt ashamed for years as if she were looking in a mirror. She knows very well how beautiful she can be if she dresses up.

The charm of a mature older sister is incomparable to that of the hot girls in school.

"He's cold to everyone, but only nice to you... Is this what they mean by being cold on the outside but warm on the inside?"

Shiratori Osamu was indeed captivated by her subtle charm, gazing intently at her black strappy high heels with a mixture of admiration and disbelief.

"Why is he still looking?" Shinonome Mizuki was initially feeling smug, but because Shiratori Osamu kept staring at her feet, she quickly began to feel embarrassed, and her soft, pearl-like toes tensed up.

"I'm sorry, this is the first time I've seen you wearing high heels. You look so beautiful that I couldn't help but take a second look."

Noticing her reaction of curling her toes, Shiratori Osamu snapped out of his reverie and realized he had been so engrossed in watching her. Feeling embarrassed, he put his hand on his neck and turned his head to the side.

"!!!"

As he explained, Shinonome Mizuki was praised by him and noticed that he turned his head away in embarrassment, his ears turning slightly red. Her heart suddenly pounded wildly.

Isn't Shiratori Osamu a master of romance? Isn't he a womanizer? How come he's acting so innocent? He was won over just by her changing her high heels and showing her feet.

And with his good looks, he's so innocent-looking, isn't that just too unfair?

"How wonderful..." At the same time, the female clerk at the front desk of the Qingkong Study Room was watching the two people and sighed inwardly.

She was initially annoyed because she had to go to work early in the morning, but seeing this scene made her feel much better.

This couple is just too adorable. The aloof, icy older sister simply changed into a pair of high heels, making the younger brother, who looks like a seasoned lover, instantly fall for her.

It's already 2021, and there's still such a sweet and pure love story!

After this little incident, Shinonome Mizuki and Shiratori Osamu chatted for a few more meaningless words before heading to the front desk to pay for their packages.

After paying the fee, they found the seats they had sat in the previous two times.

"Shiratori-kun, is it just my imagination? You seem a little tired today."

After sitting down, Shinonome Mizuki couldn't help but glance at Shiratori Osamu's face and asked with some concern.

If she remembered correctly, Shiratori-kun was in high spirits last week, full of energy and vitality, radiating vitality in every gesture.

But today, Shiratori-kun doesn't look too good; there are even a few bloodshot streaks in the whites of his eyes.