Starting Tokyo Life From Inheriting A Shopping Street-Chapter 127

After the infirmary door closed again, Naomi turned to Sumire, and without a word, snatched the latter’s pillow.

"Alright, it’s just the two of us now. Why are you still hiding?"

"I’m not hiding. My foot just hurts, and holding something feels better." Without the pillow, Sumire tightly pressed her legs together.

Naomi gave her a deep look. "I know it’s not great to meddle in a friend’s personal matters, but I’m going to remind you anyway—don’t let yourself sink deeper. Stay clear-headed."

Sumire instantly tensed up, her expression freezing, eyelids twitching uncontrollably. "W-What are you suddenly talking about? Sinking deeper, staying clear-headed... that’s so weird..."

"Yeah, I’m the weird one, not you." Naomi let out a soft hum and lowered her head to continue tending to Sumire’s ankle injury.

"Anyway, as your friend, I’ve done my part. Don’t come crying to me later with regrets. A teacher-student relationship... What kind of outcome do you expect? Haven’t you seen The Condition of the Witch? Even if it’s a university, word getting out wouldn’t be good."

Sumire let out a subconscious sigh of relief. So, Naomi thought she was in love with a student. Good thing the more scandalous stuff hadn’t been found out.

She couldn’t help but explain, "I think you’re misunderstanding something. Those two students earlier—they’re actually a couple, got it?"

"Oh, sure. The top-scoring student council president and the no-name otaku from school are a couple? Totally believable." Naomi’s expression screamed, I believe you, keep spinning your story.

Sumire was starting to lose it. "It’s true! They’ve been together for a while, just really good at keeping it under wraps. And that Chiba guy is pretty... good-looking, right? It’s not that unbelievable for him to be with the student council president, is it?"

"Hmm, yeah, he’s pretty hot. Nice taste." Naomi’s face now said, Finally admitting your real thoughts, huh?

Sumire: "..."

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Back in the classroom, after the earlier commotion, everyone—including the teacher—turned their eyes toward them.

Shuichi calmly looked at the biology teacher. "Can I return to my seat now?"

"Oh, yes, yes, of course, Chiba, go ahead." The biology teacher nodded hurriedly.

The class passed uneventfully. At noon, as soon as Shuichi stepped out, An secretly pulled him aside, looking at him with a nervous expression.

Shuichi thought she was worried about him, so he patted her head and smiled. "Just a misunderstanding. It’s nothing."

To his surprise, An looked slightly puzzled and said matter-of-factly, "I know. Chiba-kun is amazing, so of course you’re fine."

"Huh?" Shuichi was momentarily stunned, increasingly baffled by this dummy’s thought process. "How are you so sure I’m amazing?"

"Because you can spank big sis’s butt! That’s definitely super amazing!" An’s logic was crystal clear.

"...Fair point." Shuichi thought about it. Being able to spank the cold, aloof student council president was, in every sense, pretty damn impressive.

"Then what’s with that expression?"

An let out a troubled sigh. "I heard them saying you’re handsome. Looks like I’ll have to compete with a ton of people, just like Mom did back then. I thought no one would try to steal Chiba-kun from me."

This dummy girl’s sigh—who wouldn’t be charmed?

Shuichi couldn’t help but chuckle and pinched her soft, chubby cheeks. "How about I stop making myself look so handsome at school from now on? That work for you?"

An’s eyes lit up instantly. "Can you?"

"Sure." Shuichi laughed.

An happily threw her arms around him, nuzzling her head against his chest. "Chiba-kun is the best~"

Shuichi fondly ruffled her hair, catching a faint milky scent from her strands. He wondered what shampoo she used.

"So, Chiba-kun, will you go out with me?" An looked up from his embrace, her big eyes pleading.

"Nope."

For a split second, Shuichi felt himself waver. That puppy-dog stare was seriously hard to resist.

"Oh, okay. Let’s go eat then." An said, completely unbothered.

The whiplash-inducing topic switch left Shuichi laughing and exasperated. In this dummy girl’s mind, food was probably always more important than romance.

She didn’t seem to grasp the meaning of liking someone, dating, or marriage at all.

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After a lively day at school, Shuichi struggled to get off the train, having narrowly avoided being groped by a creep. Way too dangerous.

Boys really need to protect themselves.

Back at the management office, he rested for a bit. In the evening, Sayuki sent her usual workout reminder.

Shuichi changed into his gym clothes and headed over.

When he arrived at the gym, Sayuki was leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, waiting. Seeing him, her eyes gave him a slow, appraising once-over.

"I thought my sister was exaggerating, but damn, little pervert, you actually look kinda hot when you clean up."

"Just kinda hot?" Shuichi flashed a fresh, charming smile.

"Hmph." Sayuki gave a noncommittal hum.

"Alright, looks like your standards are pretty high, Sayuki-san." Shuichi shrugged. "But in my book, you’ve always been stupidly gorgeous—can’t take my eyes off you."

A faint, barely noticeable flush crossed Sayuki’s face. "Flattery won’t get you anywhere. Are you ready to get wrecked today?"

"Absolutely. Don’t go easy on me, Sayuki-san." Shuichi nodded.

"Come with me." Sayuki shot him a sultry look, hooking her finger under his chin and leading him upstairs.

Once upstairs, she had him stand in front of a mirror, then lifted his shirt from behind.

"Not my imagination, huh? I thought your muscle mass looked bigger downstairs, and your abs are already pretty defined."

"Told you I’m naturally gifted. Haven’t you confirmed that multiple times, Sayuki-san?"

Shuichi watched in the mirror as Sayuki’s slender hands roamed over his abs, then moved up to double-check his pecs.

Her hands were slightly cool, feeling oddly pleasant.

"How long is this inspection gonna take, Sayuki-san?" Shuichi asked, noticing she wasn’t stopping anytime soon.

Sure, he enjoyed being touched, but the workout was the priority.

Sayuki gave him a sidelong glance. "Who’s the professional here, me or you? What’s the rush?"

"..." Shuichi was stumped. Why did that sound so familiar? Where had he heard it before? 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Only when Sayuki was finally satisfied did she let him go, subjecting him to the torture of a new round of training.

"As per your request, we’re doing weighted push-ups today. Any issues?" Sayuki asked with a teasing smile, crouching in front of him as he got into position.

Shuichi’s eyes wandered to inappropriate places—blame gravity, an unstoppable force. "Can I ask how much weight first?"

Sayuki shot him a look. "A woman’s age and weight aren’t topics you just bring up."

"So everything else is fair game? Like, say, your measurements, Sayuki-san?" Shuichi raised an eyebrow.

"Curious, huh?" Sayuki smirked. "If you impress me with today’s training, I might just tell you."

"Can I measure them myself?" Shuichi pushed his luck.

Sayuki didn’t outright refuse, only saying cryptically, "Depends on your performance."

With that, she climbed onto his back.

Shuichi felt a sudden weight as her legs tightly wrapped around him, her breath tickling his neck and ear.

"Start. Up."

Shuichi pushed up with his arms. The weight was tough, but this kind of evenly distributed load wasn’t too bad. Plus, Sayuki was lighter than he’d expected.

Though, of course, heavier than underdeveloped girls like An.

"Down."

As the push-ups went on, Shuichi started to feel the strain, reliving the agony of his first fitness test. Every part of his body seemed to groan in protest.

"Already giving up?" Sayuki’s teasing voice purred in his ear.

Her hands, far from idle, roamed over his tensed abs and pecs, feeling and monitoring their explosive strength.

Shuichi gritted his teeth, watching a small pool of sweat drip onto the floor. "No way I’m giving up."

"Is that so? And here I thought you might need a little extra motivation." Sayuki’s tone was dangerously flirty.

"I was just bluffing. I’m already done for," Shuichi backtracked immediately.

Sayuki chuckled and playfully kissed his ear. "So cute. Are teenage boys really this weak to stuff like that?"

Shuichi shuddered, nearly collapsing as his arms almost gave out.

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