Tokyo's Most Affectionate - Chapter 81

More Unbearable Than Killing Me

At five in the afternoon, due to Miyazaki’’s heartbreak, Kurosawa accompanied him as they left the school together, welcoming the arrival of the weekend and offering comfort.

“Don’t dwell on it. Karma will catch up with the evildoer, and she’ll face consequences sooner or later,” Kurosawa reassured him as they walked outside the school.

“What kind of consequences do you think she’ll face?” Following closely, Miyazaki suddenly became curious.

“For instance, getting on the wrong side of someone she shouldn’t have, being confronted by someone seeking revenge, or getting caught by the police,” Kurosawa thought for a moment, envisioning two possible outcomes.

Given the current circumstances, Akari Tsumugi might still be enjoying her freedom, casting her net wide to lure in unsuspecting men.

However, the longer she continued, the more likely it became that she would face repercussions. 

The more audacious her actions, the more severe the consequences when she was finally caught.

In reality, being caught by the police might be a relatively lenient fate compared to falling into the hands of someone with a more menacing agenda.

“It’s that serious?”

Miyazaki was startled, and the mere thought of it seemed terrifying.

“You’re not thinking of trying to persuade her to turn over a new leaf, harboring fantasies of having a follow-up story with her, are you?” Seeing his strong reaction, Kurosawa suddenly became suspicious and turned to scrutinize him.

“Well…” Caught off guard, Miyazaki stammered, unable to respond.

“Stop contacting her. Just delete her as a friend. Got it?”

“I got it.”

Just then, they reached the school gate.

“Kurosawa.” Just a few steps outside, a pleasant shout rang out.

They saw Itsuragi standing beside a car not far away, waving towards them.

“Miss Runa.”

Kurosawa was a bit surprised. He hadn’t expected her to come and pick him up in such a manner.

“Kurosawa, who is that gorgeous lady?”

Walking side by side, Miyazaki was astonished when he saw the beautiful woman in front of the luxury car. He turned his head in shock.

While asking, he couldn’t help but gaze at the stunning woman.

She was wearing a black short-sleeved jacket with a beige vest underneath. 

In the twilight morning sun, her fair skin seemed to glow, with slender arms and a hot figure. 

Beneath the hot pants were a pair of long, white legs and high-heeled shoes.

Her silver-gray short hair was meticulously styled with bangs. Her face was beautiful and flawless, adorned with vibrant lipstick.

 Her lips, painted in a seductive hue, formed a welcoming smile with a powerful charm.

Handsome, beautiful, and exuding the aura of an older sister, it was no exaggeration to say that she was a super beauty one might encounter on the street, and one might even follow her for a while just to catch more glimpses!

Moreover, the car she leaned against, even if one didn’t understand the make, the appearance alone indicated it was quite expensive.

“Kurosawa! Could she be your ex-girlfriend? Have you two gotten back together?”

The more he observed, the more he felt the charm of this lady. Miyazaki couldn’t help but get worked up.

He had just experienced a breakup, and now he saw his good friend involved with a beautiful woman. 

This was even more unbearable than being killed!

“Remember to unfriend. I’ve got things to do, so I’ll take off first.”

Seeing Miyazaki’s clenched teeth expression, realizing that he was definitely overthinking, Kurosawa waved it off with a somewhat amused smile. He didn’t explain, just gave a reminder and walked away.

“Unfriend you?”

Miyazaki shouted from where he stood.

“Of course I meant her. If you dare unfriend me, you’ll know what cruelty is next Monday.” Kurosawa responded without looking back.

Following that, under Miyazaki’s gaze, he got into the car with Itsuragi and sat in the front passenger seat.

At this time, there were still some students near the school gate, but not many.

“Isn’t that Kurosawa?”

Although someone said so, because Kurosawa was one of the celebrities in the economics department and some people recognized him.

“Who is that person?”

Seated in the driver’s seat, Itsuragi glanced through the car window at the man who was still staring at them.

“Miyazaki Yuta, my desk mate and good friend,” Kurosawa replied after securing his seatbelt.

“Do you have desk mates in college?”

“We often sit together, so we’re desk mates.”

“I see.”

“Why did you come directly to the school gate to pick me up?”

Kurosawa looked at her, a bit puzzled.

It had to be said that Itsuragi was indeed very beautiful; not inferior to Ninomiya, and they each had their own merits.

If Ninomiya was a teacher with a cool and proud temperament, then Itsuragi was a modern urban beauty with a high fashion sense.

If he didn’t know her profession was a talent agent, Kurosawa would have suspected her of being a fashion model.

“Is it inconvenient?” Itsuragi asked.

“I was thinking of going home first to drop off my things before contacting you,” Kurosawa responded without expressing his opinion.

“Do you want me to drop you off at home first?”

“Is it necessary for me to change clothes?”

“No need. If you need to change, the agency has plenty of clothes.”

“Then let’s go.”

Kurosawa thought for a moment; it wasn’t necessary to go home just for a backpack.

The car started, reversed, and then entered the lane to begin the journey.

“You look quite handsome in your uniform. No wonder Chizuru can’t stand seeing you dressed like that,” Itsuragi commented as she drove. 

Since they were in the city, she couldn’t speed, so she glanced at him curiously.

Considering things, this was their second meeting.

Wearing a short-sleeved white shirt and black trousers, like the uniform for salespeople or ordinary office workers, it gave Kurosawa a refined and gentle appearance.

“Miss Runa is a fashion expert.” Kurosawa also responded with politeness.

This was the truth; she really had a good sense of style, looking handsome, cool, and exceptionally beautiful.

“Is this outfit nice?”

“It’s nice.”

“Don’t praise me in front of Chizuru, okay?” Itsuragi warned with a slight smile.

“I understand.” Kurosawa nodded.

It wasn’t appropriate to praise someone else in front of a girl, especially when Ninomiya was concerned.

“By the way, Chizuru asked last night where we would go for the interview. I think she’s concerned about whether you’ll succeed. How about inviting her to dinner?”

“Another good idea?”

Kurosawa thought it was indeed a good idea. Even though it didn’t trigger a task, having more meetings was better for building a good relationship. 

“So, are you going to invite her?”

“Of course, I’ll invite her. Miss Runa has really taught me step by step how to pursue Ninomiya-sensei.” Kurosawa nodded when he heard this, unable to help but sigh.

It had to be said that having Itsuragi as a wingwoman made things much easier. You didn’t need to use your brain; she would naturally find a way to help create opportunities for you.

“A perfect match, I have high hopes for you two.”

Itsuragi shrugged, not denying it.

She felt that Kurosawa and Ninomiya were really well-matched.

The key was, as a close friend and best friend, she knew very well that Ninomiya was interested in Kurosawa.

Otherwise, she would never have agreed to go to the amusement park together.

All that talk about preventing him from dating and affecting his studies was just an excuse.

Perhaps Ninomiya had been harboring the desire to officially date him for a long time, waiting for him to graduate and no longer needing to worry about their teacher-student relationship.