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

Chapter 79 Perceiving Intentions

"But isn't it a bit early to have dinner now?"

Miyazawa glanced at the time; it was nearly four in the afternoon.

"It's alright, I'll just make some porridge. If Miyazawa-kun still has an appetite tonight, he can eat a normal meal."

After saying that, Tsukimi Sakura hurriedly left the room.

That silhouette gave the impression of someone fleeing in disarray.

"..."

Miyazawa Itsuki stared silently at the door for a long time before touching his glasses.

A sigh.

"You'll still work, right?"

……

Tsukimi House

When the appliance for cooking porridge was turned on, Tsukimi Sakura stared blankly into space.

What's wrong with me today?

They did many things that didn't align with their own beliefs.

Whether it's to let Miyazawa-kun leave school early or to take care of him in the home of a man living alone.

None of these are actions that the [Tsukimi Sakura] of the past would have taken.

However, these are all relatively good.

It was simply that the desire to spoil Miyazawa-kun took over.

But why?

When facing Miyazawa-kun, my heart was pounding uncontrollably.

You might find him inexplicably handsome.

No, it's not inexplicable.

Come to think of it, that face wasn't bad to begin with.

Whether it's eyebrows, eyes, bridge of the nose, or lips.

Everything is very neat and the combination is harmonious.

Miyazawa-kun is clearly a hidden handsome guy. It's just that he doesn't seem particularly attractive, probably because of his hairstyle and clothing.

That's it.

Tsukimi Sakuna placed her hand on her left chest, feeling the thumping of her heart.

It's not because I suddenly realized I had feelings for Miyazawa that I thought he was handsome.

"..."

Tsukimi Sakura knelt down and hugged her burning red face.

"what……"

"...I...have feelings for Miyazawa-kun..."

—I have a crush on her.

Moreover, they weren't just ordinary friends.

Once you realize this, you can no longer deny it.

I like watching him eat, I like watching him praise himself, and I like watching him protect himself.

I even like him when he's weak and frail.

Now I finally understand what those nameless emotions in my heart really are.

It is something passed down orally from ancient songs, something I have never experienced in the past seventeen years.

Feelings.

The young girl's heart began to sprout for the first time.

Sakura Tsukimi slowly got up.

I like Miyazawa Itsuki.

I only like it a little bit, and I won't lose control because of it.

But it was also the first time I had ever experienced this feeling.

It tasted sweet, more delicious than any dish in the world.

It makes people addicted to it.

Unable to break free, unwilling to break free.

"What should I do...?"

Tsukimi Sakura heard herself muttering to herself in an empty voice.

Liking someone, even if it's just a little bit.

So, generally speaking, what actions should be taken next?

Miyazawa-kun doesn't have a girlfriend, so the answer is obvious.

Try to date him and become his girlfriend.

"I... am dating Miyazawa-kun?"

Sakura Tsukimi's eyes were vacant.

What kind of future is that?

As his girlfriend, all Tsukimi Sakura could think of was cooking for him, taking care of him when he needed her, and chatting with him about topics she wouldn't discuss with anyone else in her free time. They spent their time leisurely.

No... isn't that the same as before?!

Tsukimi Sakura blushed.

So it turns out I was already in a relationship with Miyazawa-kun before?

However, on the other hand, one's own perception of couple interactions may not be the whole picture of couple interactions in the world.

Even though she had never been in a relationship, Tsukimi Sakura knew something about it.

Couples can do many things that are even more outrageous than these.

For example, holding hands to and from school, having lunch together, and feeding each other. After school, going on dates to fun places, experiencing the sweetness of youth.

That's how couples behave in the public eye.

If I dated Miyazawa-kun, would I experience these things too?

Sakura Tsukimi was lost in thought.

I feel... kind of looking forward to it.

but.

There is one major problem.

Even if I treat Miyazawa-kun... it doesn't mean that Miyazawa-kun treats me the same way.

Tsukimi Sakura's eyes dimmed.

Ultimately, it's nothing more than unrequited love.

Miyazawa-kun doesn't seem to have those kinds of feelings for me.

I used to think it was great, so I considered Miyazawa-kun to be someone I could trust.

But now, I desperately want to turn the facts upside down.

She wanted to get Miyazawa-kun's attention.

"..."

Sakura Tsukimi subconsciously touched her face.

Although it sounds cunning, I think my appearance is not bad.

She has been praised by many people and has been confessed to by many people.

I don't think I'll offend Miyazawa-kun.

Yes, recalling the look in Miyazawa-kun's eyes when he first saw me, although it was faint, it was still a positive reaction.

I've seen that kind of reaction far too many times before, so I'm familiar with it.

For the first time, Tsukimi Sakuna was so grateful for her excessive beauty.

Sometimes, we should make good use of what we have.

Ok……

Therefore, love is not a wish-granting machine.

We cannot be like those who confess their feelings and launch a reckless charge without taking any action.

That would only lead to failure and prevent you from achieving the desired result.

Make good use of what you have.

There's not much I can do, so my course of action won't change.

Take care of him, spoil him, and turn him into a useless person who can't live without you.

This made Miyazawa realize that he wanted to stay by my side and that he didn't want to leave me.

Tsukimi Sakura stared at the porridge-cooking machine in front of her.

In this way, a lifelong "contract" can be established.

……

Miyazawa waited patiently for several tens of minutes before a sound came from the entrance hall.

Tsukimi Sakura returned to her room with a bowl of rice porridge.

She seemed to have returned to her normal posture, her movements were calm and graceful.

She scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it gently, and then brought it to Miyazawa Itsuki's lips.

"Miyazawa-kun, listen to me, ah—"

"I said... I'm really not a child anymore."

Miyazawa Itsuki hoped she could understand his feelings as an older man.

Being fed by a high school girl in this way would still be somewhat embarrassing, even for someone with the thickest skin honed by life's experiences.

"I know."

Tsukimi Sakuna said casually:

"But Miyazawa-kun is a patient, and patients shouldn't have to do anything; they should just focus on recovering."

"Is this how paralyzed patients are treated? I just have a high fever."

"They're all patients; I see no difference between them."

Tsukimi Sakuna spoke in a gentle tone.

"..."

Miyazawa Itsuki was ill and didn't have the energy to protest.

Faced with that foul beauty, one cannot even muster the urge to argue.

I decided to abandon all pretense of decency and become a temporary cripple.

Watching him eat the porridge, Tsukimi Sakura smiled gently.

Miyazawa Itsuki was also filled with emotion.

Her Highness treated [Villager A] like him far too well.

If this were the Middle Ages, I would definitely swear allegiance to the saint and impulsively join the Crusades.

"What do you think, Miyazawa-kun?"

Tsukimi Sakura asked if the porridge suited Miyazawa-kun's taste.

Because his brain was too weak to think clearly due to the fever, the boy blurted out the words without thinking:

"I think it's great. Tsukimi-san will definitely become a good wife in the future. After all, she's so gentle and considerate."

Tsukimi Sakura's hand holding the porridge spoon trembled slightly.

"...Huh?"

Miyazawa Itsuki realized what was happening.

"...No, I didn't mean that...it was just a spontaneous thought...ah, no...anyway, I'm sorry, I offended you. Please pretend I didn't say anything."

This feverish mind is awful.

He regretted his thoughtless words.

Tsukimi Sakuna stared blankly at Miyazawa Itsuki, who looked guilty.

He tried hard to suppress a smile on his face.

Is that so? I see.

Miyazawa said, "I will be a good wife."

Isn't that exactly what this sentence means?

It is because the words came out spontaneously that they sound so sincere.

My lips are about to burst open, what should I do?

I can't lose my composure in front of Miyazawa-kun, or he'll think I'm weird.

Just when both of them were in a state of panic.

An untimely, yet perfectly timed, episode occurred.

There was another knock at the door.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tsukimi Sakura quickly got up.

"I...I'll go open the door."

Thank you, Mr. NHK. I won't complain about your return.

It would be great if this delicate situation could be eased and things could continue to go smoothly.

Tsukimi Sakura arrived at the entrance and turned the doorknob.

The door slowly opened, and Tsukimi Sakura tried her best to make her voice and expression presentable.

"I'm sorry, we really don't need this..."

"Miyazawa..."

The two voices overlapped.

Both of them were stunned.

Outside the door stood a beautiful girl with slightly curly golden hair.

Naomi Asahi.