Tokyo's Most Affectionate - Chapter 23

Astonishing News

On the streets of Shinjuku, the morning was a relatively quiet time of the day.

Although that was the case, the subway was bustling with activity.

On the subway platform, Kurosawa was about to part ways with the hot girls’ group; they were heading to different stations.

“Hikaru-kun, do you have time tonight?”

As they parted, Ichinose looked up at him.

“I have a tutoring session tonight, so I’ll be free around 11.”Kurosawa thought for a moment and explained.

“Okay, bye.”

Ichinose obediently nodded and waved her hand.

“Bye~”

Seeing her gesture, the other three hot girls, who had playful personalities, immediately followed suit and waved their hands.

Four beautiful and distinctive hot girls stood together, waving goodbye. In this early morning subway station, they formed quite an eye-catching scene.

“Let’s go, let’s go.”

After bidding farewell, they boarded the subway.

Watching them board the train, Kurosawa didn’t leave until the train doors closed, exhaling only after they departed.

“Phew…”

Finally bidding farewell to Ichinose, Kurosawa let out a breath. Although the date task was completed last night, for him, the formal parting marked the true conclusion.

This feeling was like a huge burden being lifted, and it seemed as if he had entered a different world.

Before yesterday, his life had been monotonous and routine, following a fixed pattern of school, home, and work. There was no room for extra entertainment, and his mind was entirely focused on studying.

However, last night marked the first time he experienced a date in his life, and it was with a hot JK. Group dates were thrilling and exciting; such an experience was truly rare.

After standing for a while, Kurosawa turned around and headed to another platform to catch a different train.

……

As he had ample time and his residence wasn’t too remote, Kurosawa went home first to change clothes, tidy up his appearance, and arrived at the school by 8:10 AM.

The University of Tokyo didn’t have a school uniform, but the dress code was still formal. At the very least, casual attire was not acceptable.

Kurosawa kept his outfit simple—a short-sleeved shirt, slacks, a tie, and a belt for the summer.

While this formal dress might seem a bit restrained, it served as a reminder of his self-perception as a student.

The University of Tokyo, located in the heart of Tokyo, had a vast campus with two campuses—the Komaba campus, where most first and second-year students were, and the Hongo campus, where third and fourth-year students were located.

In this expansive campus filled with top students from all over the country, the atmosphere was relatively quiet by 8 AM.

It wasn’t until 8:20 AM that Kurosawa arrived at the Economics Department building.

“Good morning, Kurosawa-senpai.”

Upon entering the building, a first-year female student greeted him.

Perhaps Kurosawa wasn’t very well-known throughout the University of Tokyo, but within the Economics Department’s freshman and sophomore groups, he had gained some recognition.

“Good morning.” Kurosawa responded with a greeting and a smile.

“Kurosawa-senpai is really handsome.”

After the greeting, as she watched Kurosawa walk away, the junior student seemed a bit infatuated.

“Don’t daydream about Kurosawa-senpai . He’s all about studying and doesn’t have a girlfriend.”

The girl next to her, wearing glasses and having a somewhat artistic vibe, offered advice.

“What if he’s interested in me?”

“A classmate from Shizuoka said Kurosawa-senpai has never been in a relationship from childhood to now. In high school, even a few school beauties confessed to him. Can you guess the result? He turned them all down.”

“That was then, and this is now. Didn’t you see how bright Kurosawa-senpai smiled at me?”

“I think it’s just his professional smile.”

Seeing her infatuation, the girl pushed her glasses up.

While they chatted, Kurosawa arrived at the classroom for his class.

Upon entering, he stood at the door and scanned the room, looking for a seat.

Strangely, as his gaze swept across, the students who were chatting all stopped and became quiet.

Soon, Kurosawa found a familiar face in the middle area and walked over.

“Miyazaki, good morning.”

Kurosawa placed his backpack on the empty seat beside Miyazaki and took a seat.

This man was Miyazaki Yuta, with black short hair and black-framed glasses, appearing quite earnest. They became friends after Kurosawa entered the University of Tokyo, and their relationship was relatively good.

“Kurosawa, is your mood not good?”

Miyazaki waited until he sat down and quietly asked.

“Why would you say that? I’m in a good mood.” Kurosawa was a bit puzzled.

He had a date with a hot high school girl last night, woke up with her this morning, and he even planted a hickey. His mood was excellent.

“You say you’re in a good mood, but why do you have such a fierce look?” Miyazaki asked, confused.

“Fierce?” Kurosawa was taken aback.

“It’s like someone owes you money. Your eyes look fierce. I was really scared when you glanced over just now.”

Realizing his lack of self-awareness, Miyazaki nodded confidently.

“Is that so?” Kurosawa was somewhat astonished.

“Look at everyone’s reactions.” Miyazaki gestured for him to look around.

Hearing this, Kurosawa looked again at the students in the classroom and noticed that everyone was sneaking glances in their direction.

As his gaze passed over, each person turned their heads away or averted their eyes, afraid to make eye contact.

Is it because of the mastery in archery?

Noticing this unusual situation, Kurosawa suddenly thought of a possible reason.

Although he didn’t have a bow or arrow, after receiving the reward, his eyesight improved, allowing him to see things more clearly and accurately capture the movements and presence of others.

In fact, it was indeed the change brought about by the mastery in archery.

Kurosawa not only had a more upright and powerful posture, but his walking posture also became more neat and powerful. When looking for something, his gaze became extremely sharp.

For others, being swept by his gaze was like being stared at by a bird of prey, giving an inexplicable sense of danger, making people reluctant to face it directly.

“I got dumped and I’m feeling a bit crappy. I unintentionally affected everyone just now, and I’m sorry for that,” Kurosawa realized the situation, promptly stood up, and explained.

His voice, steady, clear, and powerful, echoed throughout the classroom.

“It’s okay.”

“No problem.”

Hearing this apology, everyone shook their heads, not really bothered by it. After all, despite the intimidating look and gaze, it was just that.

After the loud apology, Kurosawa sat back in his seat.

“You’re really proactive,” Miyazaki, who witnessed the scene, gave him a thumbs up.

“Wait, you got dumped? Did you have a girlfriend before?” After the admiration, Miyazaki reacted and was instantly shocked.

“Is it true, Kurosawa, have you been dating someone?”

“You got dumped? Who dumped you?”

A stone thrown into the water caused a thousand waves. Other students in the classroom were also taken aback.

In everyone’s eyes, Kurosawa was an outstanding student, handsome, a combat machine among the top students, and a bookworm who avoided romantic relationships.

But now, Kurosawa’s apology revealed a stunning piece of news. 

This bookworm, who avoided romantic relationships, not only had been in a relationship but also got dumped.