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

Chapter 47 A Young Girl's Thoughts

Upon hearing that familiar name, Tsukimi Sakura instinctively stood up.

"Hey, what's wrong, Sakuna?"

The girl next to her, not understanding what was going on, followed her gaze.

"Oh, it seems the boys in Group C got hurt." The girl puffed out her cheeks. "Those boys are really something. It's just PE class, why do they have to hurt their classmates?"

Tsukimi Sakura's amber pupils trembled slightly.

Is that Miyazawa-kun?

She must have heard correctly.

You absolutely did not mishear.

Miyazawa Itsuki was injured during a basketball game.

But why is Miyazawa so active on the basketball court?

I was checked yesterday and warned that I shouldn't do any sports activities.

Her Highness's gaze swept across the stadium and landed on the boy sitting with his legs crossed among the crowd.

The boy looked pained, and the people around him talked loudly about him.

"..."

My feet started moving without my noticing.

"Huh, Sakura?"

Behind it all were the confused cries of friends.

Tsukimi Sakura paused, regaining her senses.

Ah, what are you doing?

A voice inside her was questioning her.

Of course I'm going to see Miyazawa-kun; he needs me.

You have no right to do this. You clearly said that we shouldn't get involved in anything at school.

but……

Without me, Miyazawa-kun would definitely be in a difficult position.

He had no friends at school, and no one to take care of him; he was all alone...

She tried her best to explain herself.

But at that moment...

……what?

She noticed that someone had acted before her.

It was a striking blonde hair.

Asahina hurried over and arrived at the court.

The crowd automatically made way for the beautiful girl.

She saw Miyazawa Itsuki sitting on the ground.

Although he tried to keep his face normal, his brows were furrowed, clearly indicating that he was in excruciating pain.

Tanaka Takato, who was standing nearby, was still asking him worriedly, "Miyazawa, are you alright? Do you need me to help you to a chair?" Meanwhile, Sato He was arguing with the players from Group A.

"Hey, what are you guys doing? This is a friendly match, not a district qualifier! You've injured all the students in our class?!"

"I'm so sorry, I was in such a hurry that I lost control of my movements."

The boy who hit the person looked distressed and apologized repeatedly.

"How are you, Miyazawa-kun!"

Naomi Asahina crouched down, her eyes filled with genuine concern.

Miyazawa looked at her and shook his head.

"It was just a slight twist, nothing serious."

"Can you still stand up?"

"It should be fine."

Miyazawa Itsuki put his arm around Tanaka Takato's shoulder and stood up unsteadily.

Sato Heya came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Sorry, Tree, I shouldn't have let you catch that ball. Those guys from Group A were playing too hard. It was just a friendly match, but they were putting in so much effort."

"It's okay, it was my own carelessness."

The physical education teacher rushed over from the sidelines, squatted down, checked Miyazawa's ankle, and asked a few questions. Miyazawa responded to each one.

"Luckily it's not a fracture, but just to be on the safe side, we should still go to the infirmary," the PE teacher said. "Is there anyone who can go with this student?"

Tanaka Takato and Nakamura Yuta quickly spoke up: "We'll go with Miyazawa."

Naomi Asahina raised her hand: "...I'll join too. I'm the class representative for Group C."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Miyazawa Itsuki entrusted his body to his two friends, while Asahina Oomi followed half a step behind them.

They walked together toward the stadium entrance.

On the way, Miyazawa Itsuki noticed Tsukimi Sakuna's lonely figure.

Ah, as expected, I was seen after all.

Seeing the other person's blank expression, Miyazawa Itsuki silently apologized in his heart.

I'm sorry, Your Highness, it's not that I'm trying to show off, but I have a reason why I have to do this.

I will definitely apologize when I get back.

……

The health clinic is located at the far end of the first floor of the main building.

The three of them helped Miyazawa Itsuki to a hospital bed, where his sprain was treated under the careful care of the school nurse.

But he still needed to rest, so we decided to let him spend his lunch break in the infirmary.

"Mr. Miyazawa, are you really okay?"

"How about we stay here and chat with you?"

Two friends were concerned for him, worried that he might be lonely spending his lunch break alone.

"No, I'm really fine. You guys should focus on getting lunch first," Miyazawa Itsuki said. "If you keep delaying, we won't even be able to buy milk and bread."

Unable to buy the bread I wanted, I had to spend a miserable noon.

"Okay, let's go eat first. See you this afternoon, Miyazawa."

See you this afternoon.

The two otaku left the infirmary.

A short while later, the door to the infirmary was pushed open again, and Asahina Oomi finished her conversation with the school nurse.

"Miyazawa-kun, how are you feeling?"

"I'm much better now, thank you for your concern, Asahi-kun."

Naomi Asahina sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed.

His gaze gently fell on the leg that was wrapped in bandages.

In just two days.

Two of her "Miyazawa" co-stars were injured.

They all had similar injuries.

I really don't know what to do.

Naomi Asahina unconsciously thought of Teru Miyazawa.

Hui-jun got injured because of his own actions.

As her girlfriend, she couldn't offer much help.

If I were that gentle and considerate "Holy Maiden" in the academy, I might be able to help my boyfriend a lot.

I can take care of his injuries and cook delicious meals for him. I can offer him tenderness and love whenever he needs it.

That's what a perfect girlfriend should do.

"..."

Sigh... I accidentally did it again.

Asahina's eyes fell into dejection.

I can't help but think of Hui-jun's affairs no matter what, even though I had insomnia because of it last night.

My mind is a mess.

The question that had troubled her all night resurfaced in her mind.

I still don't understand why there's a Sakura Ryougi commemorative pen in Hui-kun's clothes.

Was it a gift from someone else, or did it accidentally end up in Huijun's hands during last year's school anniversary celebration?

Do not……

No matter what, that pen was too new.

Yesterday, Naomi Asahina spent half a day struggling with her thoughts, but still decided to open it up and check it.

The ink in the pen showed no signs of having been used.

It just so happens that yesterday was the day the whole school distributed commemorative pens.

There is a bold answer that can answer all the questions.

"..."

But that answer was too absurd, too dramatic.

Naomi didn't have the courage to admit it.

Perhaps Hui-jun's family happened to be studying at Yingling School, and the other party handed the pen to Hui-jun during the window after school. That's probably all.

Naomi Asahina thought to herself with a self-deprecating smile, realizing that this idea was even less plausible than the previous one.

In an attempt to explore even the slightest possibility, he foolishly asked Miyazawa if she had an older brother.

Seriously, how embarrassing.

Asahina's gaze returned to Miyazawa Itsuki's face.

He seemed to have noticed Naomi's absent-mindedness for a long time.

"Is something on your mind, Asahi-kun?"

Their eyes met, and to avoid awkwardness, it was Miyazawa Itsuki who took the initiative to start a conversation.

Because of those 2700 points, he had already decided to be gentler with Naomi.