Tokyo's Most Affectionate - Chapter 21

Morning Exercise

“Lottery, huh?”

The appearance of this feature surprised Kurosawa.

Originally, he thought that in order to obtain rewards, he had to follow a formula.

Date missions, funds for date experiences with the 24-hour date card, completing missions, and permanent rewards.

As for the appearance of achievements, it was somewhat unexpected but also within his expectations.

Because he had felt before that the system’s main goal was to become the perfect male god.

A male god is different from a playboy.

A playboy is a fickle man, or you could say a master of time management, enjoying one girl today and contemplating which girl to pursue tomorrow.

A male god, on the other hand, is completely different. For women, he is the man they yearn for and admire, the man they cannot have.

“It’s like hitting the jackpot.”

After some thought, Kurosawa turned his head to glance at the petite Ichinose beside him, then turned away, muttering to himself.

In reality, he really wanted to kiss her just now… but he restrained himself for fear of going too far.

It was only 24 hours since they met, and it had already escalated to a “home run.” He didn’t want to rush things.

“System, how do I participate in the lottery?”

Putting aside his distracting thoughts, Kurosawa refocused his attention on the present.

Three draws, though he didn’t know what rewards they held, were highly anticipated.

After all, with the abilities the system had given him, he now had an entry-level singing voice comparable to that of a professional singer.

As he pondered in his mind, a beam of golden light descended from the sky.

Following that, a gashapon machine about half a meter in size slowly descended.

This gashapon machine had four layers in the upper half, each containing sealed gashapon capsules. In the middle layer, there was an opening for inserting paper rolls.

“Would you like to start the lottery?”

With the appearance of the gashapon machine, the voice of the system resounded.

“Yes.”

“Select the number of draws.”

“Three times.”

Kurosawa did not hesitate much, considering how easily the lottery draws were obtained. Since it was his first time, and he didn’t know what rewards were available, he decided to give it a try.

Although he agreed decisively, he couldn’t help but tense up as he watched three vouchers appear out of nowhere and drop into the coin slot.

The next moment, the handle next to the gashapon machine, untouched by anyone, was turned downward.

The gashapon machine started, and all the gashapon capsules on the four layers above began to roll.

Soon, Kurosawa saw the gashapon capsules fall into the corner hole.

“Congratulations, host. This time, you have gained entry-level leg techniques, entry-level parkour, and mastery-level archery.”

“The bottom layer is entry-level, and the third layer is mastery?”

Kurosawa, who had been watching the entire lottery process, gained some understanding upon hearing this. Without waiting for him to ponder for too long, three strange sensations restrained all his thoughts.

Suddenly, he felt that a lot of things were being stuffed into his head—knowledge, skills, experience. From his arms, legs, waist, chest to his eyes, it seemed like something was emerging within his body.

Perhaps he was lying still in place, but his brain was telling him.

He had been practicing leg techniques for over a decade, and his leg muscles were very strong, firm, and flexible. If it came to a fight, he would undoubtedly be a master.

After practicing parkour for over a decade, all the muscles in his body were powerful, and he had various running techniques.

As for mastery-level archery, his fingers trembled slightly, fingers and wrists, and even his arms became powerful, and his back surged as if he had been practicing archery since the moment he was born.

Incredibly, with the lights turned off and the ceiling dimly shaded by curtains, in the eyes of Kurosawa, the once dark and dim ceiling suddenly became much clearer.

It was as if his eyes had adapted to the darkness.

In just a few minutes, having temporarily assimilated three rewards, Kurosawa couldn’t help but reach out and touch his chest.

Firm and elastic.

The rewards from the system are terrifying…

Realizing that he suddenly had defined chest muscles, Kurosawa felt immensely shocked.

He usually exercised, like running, to maintain his physical and mental health. However, he didn’t have much muscle since he didn’t undergo professional fitness training.

But with the boost from the system’s rewards, his body became noticeably stronger.

This was an internal and external improvement; not only did his strength increase, but his cardiovascular function also improved, even giving him a special sense of vitality.

This isn’t becoming a male god; it’s becoming a god directly… I wonder if I have superpowers.

Realizing this situation, Kurosawa couldn’t help but think.

“There are no superpowers among the system rewards,” the system negated as he thought.

Alright… but getting stronger with rewards is like having superpowers.

The fantasy was shattered, but Kurosawa was not dissatisfied; instead, he comforted himself.

Immediately, he focused and carefully absorbed the knowledge, experience, and skills brought by the three rewards this time.

In fact, he wanted to get out of bed immediately and try out his leg techniques and parkour.

However, he wasn’t at home, and he was sharing a bed with someone, so he had to consider it.

……

“Ding ding!”

In the quiet of the night, until morning, a phone alarm shattered the silence.

However, the ringtone lasted for only a short five seconds before being silenced.

“I can’t sleep at all!”

With this ringtone, Ichinose suddenly opened her eyes, a bit of bloodshot in her eyes, and a complex mood.

Sleeping in the same bed with the opposite sex, although she thought she could sleep, she couldn’t actually do it.

Moreover, the person sleeping beside her was a handsome guy like Kurosawa, making her unable to help but have some improper thoughts.

“Hikaru-kun, what time is it?”

At this moment, Ichinose felt the bed moving and asked.

“6 o’clock. You can continue sleeping; I need to go home and change clothes first.”

Kurosawa had already woken up, barefoot on the carpet.

“So early…” Ichinose was a bit surprised.

“I have an early class today; I need to be in the classroom before 8:30.” Kurosawa nodded and explained.

“Class starts at 8:30, so there’s still plenty of time, right?”

“There’s no harm in having more time.”

“Can’t you leave at 7:00?”

“That’s fine. Are you not going to sleep?” After thinking for a moment, Kurosawa nodded.

“I won’t sleep. I need to do my makeup,” Ichinose shook her head.

“I plan to do some morning exercises.”

“Morning exercises?”

Kurosawa nodded, then walked to a more open space.

After holding back all night yesterday, it was finally an opportunity.

In the open space, Kurosawa first moved his legs a bit, then stood on one foot, lifting his right foot.

With a slight tilt of his body, the right leg kept rising until it passed over his head.

As expected, the leg techniques had strengthened along with flexibility and strength.

“Whoa!”

As he passed over his head, Kurosawa’s tightly stretched right leg swiftly slammed down, hovering abruptly before landing. The solid and powerful foot made a sound like a whip.

Beside him, Ichinose, seeing this powerful and stable kick, was utterly dumbfounded.

His flexibility was even more crazy than hers… comparable to those girls in the ballet club at school.

What was even more terrifying was that this forceful kick looked really powerful.

If he were to fight someone, how powerful would it be?