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

Chapter 49 Stealing food is the most despicable thing.

She was the first girl to rush to Miyazawa's side when he was injured.

They have an impressive and outstanding appearance.

Coupled with her beautiful long golden hair and slender, well-proportioned figure, everything about her sends the same message.

She was an exceptionally beautiful girl.

Tsukimi Sakura had also heard of the other person's name by chance, and it seemed that Asahi was their surname.

Why would she go to find Miyazawa-kun?

A thin layer of frost clouded the girl's beautiful pupils.

At that time, apart from myself, the only other person in the entire stadium was that girl who was acting for Miyazawa-kun's sake.

As Miyazawa once said, he didn't have any particularly close friends at school. The same goes for girls, let alone girls who are ridiculously beautiful.

and so……

"I think she's the physiology committee member."

Tsukimi Sakura muttered to herself.

She closed her eyes and shook her head, as if trying to shake off some inexplicable feelings.

……

Not long after Her Highness left, Asahina arrived at the infirmary.

This unexpected encounter made Miyazawa Itsuki a little uneasy; he hoped the two of them wouldn't bump into each other.

After all, Naomi was still holding Tsukimi Sakura's lunchbox in her arms.

"Miyazawa-kun, here's your precious girlfriend bento."

Naomi Asahina smiled and handed him the lunchbox.

The wording is still so suggestive that it easily leads to all sorts of speculation.

"Thank you, Asahi-kun."

Miyazawa Itsuki accepted the bento box, clasped his hands together, and solemnly expressed his gratitude.

"Hmph, it's nothing at all." Asahina smiled sweetly.

She watched as Miyazawa Itsuki opened the bento box, revealing the dishes inside.

Today's main dish is teriyaki salmon, skinless and deboned, seasoned with a little teriyaki sauce.

The side dish is omelet in broth, made by mixing egg with rich pork bone broth and rolling it up layer by layer over low heat, resulting in a tender and moist texture.

The vegetables were steamed pumpkin, cooked with only a little salt and sugar to preserve the pumpkin's natural flavor as much as possible.

The rice was also sprinkled with some white sesame seeds to enhance the aroma.

Without a doubt, this is a very thoughtfully prepared bento box.

There was no elaborate decoration, but just by looking at the dishes, you could tell that the host had put in a lot of effort. In the small cubicle, the dishes were evenly sliced, arranged in an orderly manner, and filled to the brim.

Wow!

Naomi Asahina exclaimed in amazement.

"Miyazawa's girlfriend is amazing! How did she make such a perfect bento? It looks like it was drawn."

Miyazawa Itsuki nodded in agreement.

"Yes, the person who made this bento box... is quite skilled at cooking."

Of all the people he had ever met, Tsukimi Sakura's cooking skills were the most "suitable".

Food is food; as a means of sustenance and survival, nutrition and taste are the top priorities.

Tsukimi Sakura has honed these two aspects to an unimaginable level.

Although unlike the head chefs of state banquets I've seen in my previous life, who possessed superb skills that allowed them to transform food into works of art.

But Her Highness can make the flavors of the food as perfect as possible, and she will never deviate from the original intention of making the dishes taste exactly as they should.

Simply put, it's delicious.

The flavors were well-balanced, and the presentation was thoughtful. That's all.

"I just can't cook anything decent."

Naomi Asahina waved her hand and sighed.

"Whenever it's home economics class, nobody wants to be in a group with me. They say I'm a super culinary idiot who can even burn cookies."

She looked at the bento box in Miyazawa Itsuki's hand with a hint of envy.

"Miyazawa-kun, do you think boys all like girls who are good at cooking?"

Miyazawa Itsuki thought for a moment.

"Hmm... if it's about being a charm point, being able to cook is usually better than not being able to, right?"

Seeing Naomi's face quickly turn dejected, he slowly added:

"But I don't think Asahi needs to force these things. Everyone has different strengths. Asahi also has many things that others don't or can't do."

"If he is Asahi's future soulmate, I think he won't dislike you just because you're not good at cooking. In fact, he'll like you for everything, including that."

Asahina's eyes gradually brightened.

"...Miyazawa-san, I understand, thank you!"

Her gloom vanished, and she came back to life.

When a beautiful girl is in a positive mood, it's as if the air around her becomes much lighter.

Looking at Miyazawa Itsuki on the hospital bed, Naomi gave a somewhat ambiguous smile.

"Talking to Miyazawa-san was definitely the right decision. After all, I just discovered that Miyazawa-san is especially good at comforting people."

"Ahem... It's really just parroting what others have said, Asahi-kun, just take it with a grain of salt."

Miyazawa Itsuki slightly shifted his gaze away.

If you soften your attitude even slightly, it's easy to confuse it with your work attitude.

Too much talk leads to mistakes, so it's best to speak less.

Miyazawa focused his attention on the bento box and used porcelain chopsticks to pick up a broth omelet.

When you put it in your mouth, you taste the rich flavor of bone broth. It seems that this dish was specially made in consideration of Miyazawa Itsuki's foot injury.

"It must taste delicious!"

Naomi Asahina suddenly asked.

Miyazawa looked at the bento box, then at her.

"Would you like some, Asahi-kun?"

"No, that's not what I meant." Asahina Omi shook her head shyly.

"Just seeing the relaxed expression on Miyazawa's face for a moment, I thought, 'Being good at cooking really makes a difference, even Miyazawa is so... cough cough, so I need to work on improving my skills.'"

"Miyazawa-san said it before, that being able to cook is always better than not being able to, as a charm point."

"Hmm." Miyazawa Itsuki pondered for a moment, then offered a final polite reply.

"If Asahi is interested, it wouldn't hurt to try it. Maybe it can help Asahi find a direction to work towards."

"Thank you for your kindness, Miyazawa-san," Asahina said gracefully as she stood up.

"However, it's better for the boyfriend to eat all of his girlfriend's lunch. As a girl, I understand that feeling."

"And, I'll tell you a secret, Miyazawa-kun."

The girl gave a mysterious smile.

"What I hate most is a guy who cheats on his girlfriend with someone else's true love."

Those despicable philanderers, trying to steal my man, I will never forgive them.

……

After saying goodbye to Naomi Asahina, Itsuki Miyazawa ate his lunch alone in the infirmary and spent his lunch break there.

It was afternoon, and before class began, he returned to the classroom.

"Miyazawa, you're back."

"Mr. Miyazawa, is everything alright?"

"Yes, I feel much better."

After greeting his two friends, Miyazawa Itsuki turned his gaze to his seat.

The seat above was already occupied by a girl; not only his seat, but also the seats in front of him were occupied by different people.