My Tokyo Celebrity Girlfriend Is Love-Struck, What Should I Do? - Chapter 3

Will You Take Me In?

Kimura shook his head.

The closing time at Kujima’s izakaya wasn’t particularly late, and usually, he would go home and heat up some convenience store food for a quick meal.

However, he didn’t expect Asuka to come tonight; typically, at this time, he would be having dinner.

Thinking about it, Kimura stood up.

“What about Asuka?”

Asuka looked up at the tall and slender young man in front of her.

“I’m an artist, I usually don’t eat dinner…”

Before she could finish her sentence, she pursed her lips, and her expression seemed somewhat absent-minded.

Now, she…

Having left the talent agency, she was no longer an artist.

“I’m not hungry.”

Asuka’s eyelids drooped slightly, losing the sunny expression from earlier.

Kimura noticed all the changes in the girl’s expression.

Sure enough.

Asuka still cared a lot about her former identity as an artist.

Kimura reached out and patted Asuka’s head.

“Not eating is not an option. What would you like for dinner? I’ll make it for you.”

Saying that, Kimura prepared to walk towards the kitchen island.

Tap-tap, tap-tap…

Asuka, with her feet clad in black socks, stepped on the floor, passing by Kimura and blocking his way to the kitchen.

“I’ll do it.”

Kimura raised an eyebrow in surprise. “You? Asuka, you can cook?”

In the four years of their relationship, he couldn’t recall Asuka ever cooking.

Although they didn’t have many opportunities to cook together, most of the time they ate at the school cafeteria.

Asuka’s cute brows furrowed, and she rolled up her sleeves, revealing a pair of slender and fair arms.

“After debuting, one should always pick up some simple skills.”

Kimura looked at the petite girl with surprise as she entered the kitchen. After hesitating for a moment, he followed her.

“I can help…”

Asuka raised her fair hand and pushed Kimura out of the kitchen. “I’ve got this. Having you here would just be a hindrance, Hayata-chan.”

“Yes~ yes~”

Kimura, helpless, sat back on the sofa.

Through the kitchen island, he looked inside.

Asuka took down a black apron hanging on the wall, tied it around her waist, and opened the refrigerator to find ingredients for cooking.

Kimura stared, somewhat lost in thought. Asuka seemed to have changed a lot, yet at the same time, she hadn’t changed at all.

Asuka was still as gentle and caring as before, with no hint of the fiery passion she displayed in the entertainment industry.

However, the steam rising in the kitchen and the serious look on the girl’s face as she prepared the food spoke of her transformation.

Sensing Kimura’s gaze, Asuka, through the mist, lifted her delicate face and smiled at him.

A slight curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Kimura shifted his gaze away.

He took out his phone from his pocket, slid his finger across the screen, and opened the latest trending topics.

Scrolling down, not surprisingly, Kimura found the topic “Asuka, an artist under the Galaxy Agency, announces departure from the agency” on the tenth place of the trending topics.

Kimura clicked on the related topic. The news broke in the evening, and most of the content focused on Asuka leaving the Galaxy Agency and suspending her artist activities indefinitely.

However, the reason for Asuka’s departure from the agency was not disclosed. It was evident that there was confidentiality and negotiation between Asuka and the agency.

Kimura scrolled through the comments below. Online comments were divided into several factions.

There were fans of Asuka expressing shock at their goddess leaving the entertainment industry. Some bystanders predicted that people would soon forget about this artist. 

Of course, there were also netizens speculating about the reasons behind this incident.

Suddenly, Kimura’s gaze stopped on a new topic.

“Galaxy Agency states that artist Asuka has paid the breach of contract penalty, and Asuka has suspended her artist activities indefinitely.”

Breach of contract penalty? Kimura’s finger paused on the screen.

Thinking about it, the Galaxy Agency was notorious for exploiting its artists. Various means were used to manage and control their artists, especially when it came to matters like leaving the agency.

Asuka’s decision to leave the agency would undoubtedly not be a simple process, and this breach of contract penalty might involve a considerable amount of money.

Where did Asuka get so much money?

“Hayata-chan, dinner is ready.”

Asuka’s crisp voice interrupted Kimura’s thoughts.

“Yes~”

Kimura responded, locking his phone screen and walking towards the dining table.

A rich aroma of food filled the air as Asuka walked out carrying two bowls of steaming rice porridge.

Kimura took the porridge bowl from Asuka’s hands and placed it on the table.

There was rice porridge, deep-fried tempura, fried eggs, grilled fish fillets, and some appetizers.

Asuka sat across from the table, delicate hands resting on the edge.

“There weren’t many ingredients in Hayata-chan’s fridge, so I could only prepare something simple with what’s available. Hayata-chan, please try it.”

Something simple? Kimura looked at the dishes in front of him.

Compared to his usual routine of reheating convenience food, this spread was already considered quite lavish for him.

“Asuka has improved a lot in cooking!”

Asuka laughed, and her beautiful eyes curved with a smile.

“Itadakimasu!”

“Itadakimasu!”

Both of them put their hands together and uttered the words.

Kimura picked up a piece of grilled fish and put it into his mouth. 

The tender and juicy meat splattered in the air, and the soft and fragrant fish melted on his tongue. 

The sauce on the fish mixed with the meat, and after a few chews, it smoothly slid down his throat.

“How is it? Is it delicious?”

Asuka held the chopsticks but didn’t start eating. She propped her chin with a delicate hand, and her clear eyes looked at Kimura with anticipation.

“Not good,” Kimura frowned.

“Not good?” Asuka asked anxiously, “Is it not tasty?”

Kimura shook his head, revealing a helpless smile. “Your cooking is really amazing now, Asuka. After eating your dishes, I’m afraid I won’t be able to stomach those convenience foods anymore.”

Upon hearing this, a happy curve appeared on Asuka ‘s rosy lips. 

She gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear with her fingers, and her eyes sparkled as she said, “Then I’ll cook every meal for Hayata-chan from now on.”

Kimura chuckled, his gaze falling on the steaming white porridge in front of him, and he stirred the porridge with his chopsticks.

“By the way… Asuka, is the breach of contract penalty for leaving the agency very high?”

Asuka pursed her lips, and her long eyelashes drooped.

“I’ve already paid all the breach of contract penalty to the agency, and I have no debts.”

“I’m not talking about that.” Kimura raised his head. “Why didn’t you tell me, Asuka? Clearly, I am Asuka’s boyfriend.”

Kimura held the chopsticks, his gaze fixed on the girl sitting across from him, still smiling.

Although he didn’t know how high the breach of contract penalty with the agency was, he knew that with Asuka’s savings from these years in the entertainment industry alone, it probably wouldn’t be enough.

Asuka’s family was not considered poor; on the contrary, her parents lived abroad and regularly provided her with a considerable amount of living expenses.

In contrast, in this world, Kimura’s parents passed away early, leaving him with a house in their hometown, where his grandmother and younger sister lived.

Without any surprises, Asuka probably used all her savings and accumulated living expenses to pay off the agency’s breach of contract penalty.

Perhaps Asuka was afraid of overthinking and burdening herself, which was why she didn’t tell him about it…

“Hey, Hayata-chan, can I stay here?” Asuka didn’t continue with his topic but instead put down the chopsticks and asked in a soft voice.

“Eh?”

Kimura was a bit stunned, not understanding why Asuka suddenly brought this up.

“To pay off the breach of contract penalty, I handed over all my savings. If Hayata-chan doesn’t take me in, I’ll have to sleep on the streets.”

Asuka rested her white, tender arms on the dining table, her eyes slightly curved.

“Hayata-chan won’t abandon me, right?”

Kimura stared blankly at Asuka, swallowing hard.

It seemed like he knew why Asuka became famous so quickly…

After a moment of silence, Kimura scratched his head, took a deep breath.

“I got it! I got it! I really lost to you, Asuka. If you want to stay, then stay. But in the future, if there’s something like this, make sure not to keep it from me. Let’s discuss it, okay?”

“Okay.”

Asuka’s pink face revealed a sweet smile, and her beautiful eyes with long eyelashes blinked at Kimura.