Tokyo's Most Affectionate - Chapter 19

Night Talk

The bathroom door faced the entrance, not directly towards the bed.

Ichinose walked out holding a bag, took a few steps, turned the corner, and spotted Kurosawa in front of the wardrobe… along with the outfit in his hands.

“Hikaru-kun, what are you doing?”

Seeing this scene, Ichinose was a bit curious.

“It’s nothing. I heard love hotels have a lot of cosplay outfits, so I wanted to see if it’s true.”

Kurosawa, discovered by her, was not embarrassed, calmly explaining.

Just holding such an outfit, there was no need to feel awkward or ashamed.

After all, during the karaoke session, there were far more shameless things happening due to the escalating fun.

Ichinose didn’t react much, just nodded.

Although she appeared calm on the surface, her heart was beating irregularly and she was secretly relieved.

So he’s just curious about it, he’s not asking me to wear it.

If Kurosawa wanted her to wear it, she wouldn’t know how to refuse.

“Done showering?” Kurosawa hung the foxgirl ensemble back, closed the wardrobe, and looked at her.

“Yeah.”

Ichinose, feeling his gaze, nodded somewhat shyly.

Unlike before, she was now without makeup.

Since starting high school, it had been a long time since she let anyone see her without makeup, excluding her parents.

“Is this what you look like without wearing colored contacts?” Kurosawa observed her face and asked.

No longer adorned with heavy makeup and fashion, Ichinose’s natural features were beautiful, showing her innate charm.

However, he was not surprised by this at all.

In the group of the four “hot girls,” despite light makeup, Ichinose’s makeup was comparatively lighter, yet her facial features and charm were the most dazzling.

Just based on this, it was evident that her natural beauty was exceptional.

In contrast, due to colored contacts, he hadn’t known what Ichinose’s actual eyes looked like before.

Now, seeing them, they were a clear and vibrant shade of blue, like gemstones, sparkling and shining. 

“Yeah, what about it?” Ichinose heard the question, touched the corner of her eye, and tried to hide.

“You’re very beautiful.” Kurosawa shook his head slightly, smiling.

Whether it was her bare makeup, her real eyes, or her JK uniform, compared to her sexy outfit before, she now exuded a somewhat innocent and sweet youthful vibe, appearing beautiful and captivating.

Such a straightforward and sincere compliment left Ichinose feeling a bit overwhelmed.

Amidst her awkwardness, Ichinose looked up at Kurosawa and whispered.

“You too.”

This was also her sincere sentiment. His eyes were dark and profound, calm and unruffled, conveying a sense of intellectual maturity and confidence.

This was completely different from the high schoolers she usually encountered, resembling a mature and composed adult who had experienced many things.

Stunned by her counter-compliment, Kurosawa paused and then chuckled.

“I’ll freshen up a bit.”

As he approached, Ichinose took a step back barefoot, clearing the way while covering her mouth, and chuckled, “Hikaru-kun, did you feel moved when you saw my bare face just now?”

In response to this teasing, Kurosawa only glanced at her, without responding, and walked into the bathroom.

The bathroom was still warm and steamy, very clean, with no change of clothes in sight—probably all stowed away in Ichinose’s bag.

Her thorough preparations made it clear that she had planned ahead for what she needed to do.

Hotels usually provide disposable toiletries. Kurosawa unpacked them, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and incidentally removed his dangling earrings.

Stepping out of the bathroom, Kurosawa noticed that several lights in the room had been turned off, creating a somewhat dim atmosphere.

“I’ll sleep on this side, Hikaru-kun, you sleep on the other side.”

Ichinose had already nestled under the bed covers to avoid awkwardness.

“Okay.”

Kurosawa glanced at her and then got into bed from the other side.

Before getting into bed, Kurosawa noticed that the plastic-wrapped items in the bedside table were missing.

Clearly, Ichinose had been quite busy during his grooming routine.

In response, Kurosawa just smiled and then settled down.

As he lay down, Ichinose promptly turned off the last bedside lamp.

After waiting for a while and noticing his lack of movement, Ichinose couldn’t help but ask.

“Are you going to cover yourself with a blanket?”

“I won’t cover up. The weather is quite hot.”

“Cover yourself; I turned on the air conditioning so you should, to prevent catching a cold.”

Ichinose adjusted herself and placed the blanket over him.

Covered by a blanket, Kurosawa suddenly caught a whiff of the woman’s fragrance as he got closer.

“Aren’t you afraid I might do something inappropriate?” Kurosawa teased.

“I trust you.” Ichinose, unsure whether he was testing or joking, just muttered without facing him.

Kurosawa laughed, and his laughter wasn’t exactly quiet.

“Hikaru-kun, why were you able to get into Tokyo University ?” Ichinose, without asking why he was laughing, as the lights disappeared and the environment darkened, brought up her biggest question.

Until today, she hadn’t known many university students, and the idea of Tokyo University students was something she hadn’t even dared to think about. Throughout her life, she couldn’t imagine what kind of person could get into Tokyo University.

“Because I want to make big money.” Kurosawa had no lofty ideals, he only had a single goal.

“It does make a lot of money. Even before graduation, doing tutoring already brings in so much.” Realizing how practical his thoughts were, Ichinose thought about it and felt a bit envious.

Twenty thousand yen per hour—it was terrifying just to think about it.

“Why do you insist on hanging out with Akiyuki and the others?” Answering her question, Kurosawa also asked his biggest question.

This Ichinose, who seemed hot, sexy, and experienced, was, in reality, a pure high school student—more innocent than the average JK.

“Is it because today everyone was so wild that you’re asking this?” 

“Yeah.”

“Hikaru-kun, how do you think I look?”

“Very beautiful. If you could get into Tokyo University, you’d definitely be the campus beauty.” Kurosawa lay flat, speaking sincerely.

Honestly, Ichinose looked very good.

Ichinose was one of the top three girls he had ever seen in his life.

“I was like this in junior high too; everyone called me the campus beauty.”

Ichinose didn’t deny it, but continued with this answer, sharing her story.

“At that time, many boys liked me, and I received numerous love letters every day. Some even stopped me after school to confess their feelings. However, I wasn’t very interested in people of the same age, so I rejected them all.

Until one day, a boy who had confessed to me over a dozen times became furious. He started spreading rumors, calling me a whore. He claimed that he saw me holding hands with an older man, walking and laughing together on the street.”

“Is that true?”

Hearing this, Kurosawa’s thoughts sank. After the recent probing, he was completely certain that Ichinose was not the type to sell herself for money.

“Considering the time and place, he should have seen me out with my dad.”

“You tried to explain, but it didn’t work?”

Ichinose’s tone was somewhat heavy.

“No matter how much I explained, it was useless. Even when my dad came to the school to testify, that boy insisted I was selling myself. The school believed me, and he was expelled. However, those who envied me still held onto the belief, and, in the end, I was isolated.”