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

Chapter 12 Miyazawa Shiori

The saying goes, "A younger sister is the most precious treasure that parents leave to their older brother."

When Miyazawa Itsuki saw this sentence somewhere in his previous life, he didn't feel it deeply.

After all, he didn't have many brothers or sisters in his previous life. His parents abandoned him when he was very young, which made his concept of family affection very weak.

When you are lonely and helpless, no one cares about you. But once you achieve something, a bunch of unknown relatives suddenly appear, which only adds to your annoyance.

Family affection is just a hypocritical concept; all care and flattery in this world come at a price.

Embracing this mindset as he began his second life, he met the Miyazawa couple.

That couple was a bit idealistic, and adorably silly.

Because of their inability to conceive, they took Miyazawa Itsuki, an orphan, from the welfare home and treated him as their own son.

However, a month later, it was discovered that she was pregnant with a new life.

Miyazawa Itsuki's situation suddenly became very awkward. He had thought he would be sent back to the orphanage. After all, the couple's wish had been perfectly fulfilled; they had their own biological child and didn't need a child with no blood relation.

But the couple showed no intention of sending him back; instead, they happily told him.

"Tree, you're going to be a big brother."

"Shu is such a mature and steady child, he will definitely be a good older brother."

Based on the values ​​formed in their previous life, Miyazawa Itsuki found it difficult to understand their thought processes.

Why raise a complete stranger when you already have a blood relative to whom you can pass on your genes?

After ten months of pregnancy, a new life was born into the family.

When Miyazawa Itsuki first met Shiori, she was just a tiny dumpling.

Opening her sleepy eyes, Shiori quietly met his gaze.

Instead of crying as expected, she reached out her hands, wanting to touch her brother's fingers.

Miyazawa Itsuki savored the soft touch from his fingers.

This child is so adorable that it's impossible not to feel sorry for him.

A mother's weak but gentle voice came from the hospital bed beside her:

"It seems that Shiori really likes her brother."

"I think you two can definitely become the best brother and sister."

Miyazawa remained silent.

Is that so?

Although I have no experience.

But from that time on, Miyazawa Itsuki began to learn how to be an older brother.

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After feeding Miyazawa Shiori the pudding, Miyazawa Itsuki casually grabbed a tissue and wiped the caramel off the corner of her mouth.

They then inquired about some physical issues, such as whether the treatment was progressing smoothly.

After receiving a positive response, Miyazawa Itsuki touched Shiori's hair.

"What do you do during your holidays, elder brother?"

While enjoying the caresses, Shiori squinted her eyes and asked.

"Nothing special. When I go out, I'm usually working, and when I go back home, I just study."

"Aren't you going out to play with your classmates?"

"Uh...they all have other plans for spring break." Miyazawa Itsuki thought for a moment, then added, feeling that this was a bit unbelievable:

"Of course, it's not like I've never gone out at all; I've gone shopping with friends and stuff."

He took the comic book out of his bag.

The cover of the comic features a brightly colored, cute girl dressed in an idol-like stage outfit, holding a magic wand.

It's a magical girl manga recommended by Naomi.

"Eh—" Miyazawa Shiori exclaimed in surprise.

"These are comics that I asked a friend to pick out so that Shiori can use them to pass the time when she's bored."

Miyazawa Shiori gently turned the pages of the manga: "It's a magical girl theme, and this one is too..."

"...Is the friend my brother mentioned a girl?"

She looked at Miyazawa Itsuki with innocent eyes.

Miyazawa Itsuki remained silent for a moment, then, realizing he couldn't easily deceive her, nodded: "Yes."

"Are you two dating? Do you have any photos? Is she as cute as me?"

"No... why would I think of such a thing? We don't have a deep relationship. We just bumped into each other by chance, and that's why I asked the other person for help."

Miyazawa Itsuki tried to brush it off.

He couldn't tell his sister that he had rented his boyfriend's job.

Firstly, this kind of work is not suitable to explain to a sister who is as innocent as a blank sheet of paper; secondly, she would definitely feel bad after hearing it.

Furthermore, to avoid worrying his sickly younger sister, Miyazawa Itsuki's description of her high school life was embellished to some extent.

For example, although Miyazawa Itsuki doesn't seriously cultivate interpersonal relationships at school, in front of his younger sister, he is still a normal, well-rounded high school boy who plays basketball with his friends after school.

"Eh, you're not dating?" Miyazawa Shiori's expression was a mix of regret and joy.

"I thought that with my brother being so handsome, he would definitely be swarmed by girls in high school."

"Shiori just has a family bias, I'm not that good-looking."

"No, my brother is the most handsome man I've ever seen. Even the idols on TV can't compare to him at all."

"Does Shiori even watch TV programs?" Miyazawa Itsuki was a little surprised and turned to look at the LCD TV next to him.

Every time he came, the TV was always off, and he thought the hospital hadn't opened the relevant service.

"Ah, um, the nurse sometimes turns on some programs," Miyazawa Shiori mumbled, looking away.

The conversation then turned to favorite TV shows, and Miyazawa Itsuki noticed that Shiori seemed quite familiar with idol programs. She couldn't say much else.

Idol programs, huh?

Miyazawa Itsuki was indeed unfamiliar with this field; it had been many years since he last watched a television program.

There is no TV in the rented room. If you want to watch videos, you can play them on your phone, so there is no reason to need a TV.

It seems I need to find an opportunity to catch up on my studies so that I can have common topics with Shiori.

Miyazawa Itsuki had a thought.

The two continued chatting about interesting topics for a while, and Miyazawa used his phone to open a video website and watch some interesting videos that he had saved.

The content mostly consists of comedians' stand-up comedy or cute pets; no matter what it is, Shiori can watch it with rapt attention.

I spent the morning with Shiori in a relaxed atmosphere.

Around noon, Miyazawa Itsuki asked Shiori what she wanted to eat, and received the reply, "I've been craving pizza lately." This was probably because she had watched a pizza video that morning.

Miyazawa Itsuki left the ward, asked Nurse Iwata to look after Shiori, and then left the hospital building.

He first went to the General Affairs Department and knocked on the door of an office.

"Please come in."

A cold, female voice came from behind the door.

Miyazawa Itsuki pushed open the door and bowed deeply: "I'm sorry to bother you, Ms. Saito."

Shiori Miyazawa's attending physician, Saito Shizuka, sat in her office chair. She was about fifty years old, and her slender eyebrows behind her glasses moved only slightly: "Oh, it's Mr. Miyazawa. Are you here to give me an answer?"

"Yes, I still insist on using the original plan," Miyazawa Itsuki said firmly.