My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

Chapter 107 The Impact of Choice

"Excuse me~"

Aitaniti opened the door, and Tamako Hosokawa behind her also said something.

"Okay, you two, there's no one here, go in quickly."

Tamaki Hikaru was holding two bags of ingredients and pushed the two of them from behind angrily.

Aitaniti put away the key to Tamaki Hikari's door and put it into her pocket.

Tamaki Hikaru and Yachiyo Yayoi also walked in and closed the door.

During the day, I had said that I would teach Aitaniti to cook, but since everyone was together, I simply invited everyone to have a meal together.

Tamaki Hikaru changed his shoes and realized that he didn't have that many spare pairs of slippers at home.

But fortunately, the girls all wore thick stockings or pantyhose, so they wouldn't feel cold even if they stepped on the floor.

"Huh? Whose shoes do these belong to?"

The sharp-eyed Aitaniti saw a pair of women's short boots that were out of place in the shoe cabinet, and her eyes gradually became dangerous.

She hadn't even left anything of her own here, but someone was faster than her.

You must know that the real close relationship between boys and girls is not as simple as superficial harmony or intimacy.

Does the other person have slippers specially prepared for you in their shoe cabinet? Are there any toiletries in the bathroom that you used?

It goes without saying what it means when a woman can gradually fill a corner of her own in the room of another man living alone.

Tamaki Hikaru glanced at the pair of shoes left by Imadegawa Himetsu, and couldn't help but feel a little headache.

This is really hard to explain. Who comes to your house and doesn’t even bring back shoes? She went back barefoot? Or didn't go back at all?

Hosokawa Tamako suddenly recalled the scene in the library, and suddenly made some ridiculous speculations.

"Ahem, last time a friend was in an emergency and ran away wearing slippers. Don't worry about it."

What a lie.

It was obvious that it was a lie without guessing. Aitaniti took a second look, thinking about how to throw away the shoes later.

Hosokawa Tamako heard Tamaki Hikari's deception and was a little scared at first, but Yachiyo Yayoi and Aitaniti both looked indifferent.

She could only follow him into Tamaki Hikaru's room.

Entering the room of the opposite sex for the first time, Hosokawa Tamako couldn't help but look around curiously, although she knew it seemed a bit rude to do so.

But compared to Aitaniti next to her, she seemed much more polite.

Aitaniti seemed to have great energy and interest, touching here and there in Tamaki Hikari's room.

The simple furnishings and layout of this room seemed to her like a new world, full of desire to explore.

It wasn't until she wanted to get under Tamaki Hikari's bed to see if there was anything hidden that she was pulled out by Tamaki Hikari by his collar.

"Don't rummage through other people's rooms."

Tamaki Hikaru carried Aitaniti towards the kitchen, muttering to himself.

"Besides, didn't I say I would teach you how to cook today? Why don't you come to the kitchen with me?"

The overly excited Aitaniti was taken away by Tamaki Hikari, leaving only Hosokawa Tamako and Yachiyo Yayoi in the living room.

Hosokawa Tamako moved uneasily, trying to stay as hidden as possible and stay a little away from this gloomy and scary guy.

Yachiyo Yayoi didn't care about her obvious little actions, she just turned her head and looked at this familiar room.

She spent the night in this room a few days ago, and when she came back a few days later, she didn't feel any change.

Also, a man who lives alone will not only clean the room but also add some decorations from time to time like girls.

Even the sheets and bedding were still the same as the ones he had covered himself with, which meant that Tamaki Hikari might have been smelling her scent even when he slept in the past few days.

Thinking about it, Yachiyo Yayoi felt that the blood flow speed increased slightly.

He really doesn't pay attention to details at all, and it's too easy for people to think about him like this.

Yachiyo Yayoi's lips bulged inexplicably, and her fingertips gently slid on the table.

Ignoring the complicated thoughts of the two people in the living room, Tamaki Hikaru carried Aitaniti to the kitchen and began to teach Aitaniti how to handle it step by step.

Although Aitaniti sometimes behaves in ways that seem very impolite, she listens to Tamaki Hikari's words.

Carefully wash every vegetable leaf, and then clumsily but carefully cut the vegetables under Tamaki Hikaru's guidance.

The girl's serious and attentive appearance pleased Mitsuru Tamaki as a teacher.

No one would hate a clumsy but serious girl, and besides, she is really easy to learn.

He was just really stupid. If it weren't for Tamaki Hikari's quick eyesight and quick hands, he would have cut his hand several times.

"What's wrong? Am I really stupid?"

Aitaniti held up the kitchen knife and looked at Tamaki Hikari with an innocent face.

"That's not true. I just feel that if we continue like this, we will starve to death tonight without seeing any food."

Tamaki Hikaru pinched the center of his eyebrows, thinking that he would be able to start quickly by teaching Aitaniti to beat him first.

Unexpectedly, Aitaniti, who usually looks smart, turned out to be so poor in practical skills.

Ask her to peel a potato, and she can reduce its weight by half.

But you can't lose your patience when teaching people. Scolding at this time is very harmful to enthusiasm.

Tamaki Hikaru could only say this half-jokingly, while leaning out from the kitchen.

"You two, does anyone know how to cook? I think I might need a little help."

In order to still have food tonight, Tamaki Hikaru felt that it was necessary to increase the manpower.

Yachiyo Yayoi didn't even raise her head. At this moment, she was back in front of Tamaki Hikaru's desk, playing some suspicious little game.

Hosokawa Tamako looked left and right, and finally raised her hand awkwardly.

"That...if it's just a strike."

"That's great!"

When Hosokawa Tamako was also brought in, Tamaki Hikaru discovered the problem.

The small apartment kitchen would seem a bit crowded if three people were standing here.

Several people were bumping shoulders, and not only did the efficiency not improve, but it began to decline inexplicably for some reason.

Aitaniti didn't seem so serious anymore, and Hosokawa Tamako didn't know what she was thinking, and seemed a little afraid of herself.

"Forget it, Hosokawa-san, please teach her. You cut the ingredients first and wait for me to come back."

After the ingredients in Aitaniti's hands fell to the ground again, Tamaki Hikaru said helplessly.

"What are you going to do, Tamaki-kun?"

"Go buy some drinks. I forgot when I came here. I'll buy some snacks on the way."

If the ingredients continue to be wasted like this, whether there will be enough to eat is a question.

Tamaki Hikaru put on his shoes, opened the door, and finally looked back at the room.

Well, it's very harmonious. Play games and chop vegetables. It seems like there won't be any problems. After the door was closed, Yachiyo Yayoi's ears twitched slightly and she raised her head.

He looked at the two people who were busy in the kitchen, but they seemed to have no time to pay attention to themselves.

He gently closed the laptop screen, tiptoed toward the bed, and finally threw himself directly on the quilt that was still stained with his own scent.

Yachiyo Yayoi smelled her own scent on the quilt, and couldn't help but imagine how Tamaki Hikaru looked when she slept covering them every day.

He should be able to smell it, so why not change it? Why not wash it?

Is there any reason? Or

Yachiyo Yayoi felt that the blood flow in her body was accelerating, and some strange imaginations also appeared in her mind.

But she still felt that it was unlikely. After all, the image she left on Tamaki Hikaru should be more of a depressing impression.

Unless Hikaru Tamaki is a pervert?

Is Tamaki Hikaru that kind of pervert? Apparently not.

Yachiyo Yayoi's imagination was too rich. Tamashiro Hikaru came back in the middle of the night for several days in a row, and fell into bed after taking a bath.

I didn't notice anything about the smell or anything like that. At most, I just felt that I slept quite comfortably after waking up.

However, Aitaniti, who was seriously learning to chop vegetables in the kitchen, did not notice Yachiyo Yayoi's movements.

She was still struggling awkwardly with the rolling radish on the chopping board.

It turns out that she really didn't pretend to be clumsy in front of Tamaki Hikaru on purpose, but was really clumsy with her hands and feet.

Mainly because the convenience of magic has made her accustomed to reaching the final result.

Hosokawa Tamako, on the other hand, somewhat understood Tamaki Hikaru's helplessness, and could only reshape the radish pieces cut by Aitaniti into even sizes.

Classmate Aitaniti is really a child who needs care at all times.

Hosokawa Tamako sighed and continued what she was doing.

"How much are these?"

There is a convenience store not far from the apartment, the same convenience store where I first got the system.

Tamaki Hikaru put the picked items on the counter. The cashier behind the counter was not the little girl who boldly struck up a conversation with him at that time.

"Excuse me, is there something on my face?"

Sensing that the other party seemed to be peeking at him from time to time while checking out, Tamaki Hikari couldn't help but ask.

"No, it's nothing, this guest."

Although the other party denied it, her eyes clearly showed an impression of her, and her eyes were very complicated.

"What about the clerk sister, the girl who worked here before? Did she quit her job when school started?"

Tamaki Hikaru thought for a while, and the place where he and this store interacted was probably the girl who struck up a conversation with him.

Is it because of her?

The clerk's face changed instantly, but it was definitely not a good change.

"So you still remember that child Riko?"

The clerk's face was a little complicated and her tone was a little low.

"If she knew, maybe she would be happier."

The heaviness in his tone inevitably gave Tamaki Hikaru some bad premonitions.

"What happened to her?"

"Well, that kid had an accident on the way home from get off work that night when he struck up a conversation with you."

Tamaki Hikaru was stunned for a moment, but the clerk in front of him seemed to have started talking, talking nonchalantly.

"It's a pity. Apart from being a little shy, that kid is actually quite sensible, but this is the result."

"If she had had a little more courage that night and asked you to go to dinner or something like that, maybe such a tragedy wouldn't have happened."

What the clerk said was a bit trivial and complicated, but basically she was expressing her regret for this matter.

"Ah, guest, I'm sorry that I accidentally said too much. I hope I didn't ruin your mood."

When she came to her senses, she quickly apologized for her nonsense and put the receipt in her shopping bag.

"It's okay, I'm just a little shocked."

Tamaki Hikaru's mood was a bit complicated.

He has nothing to do with that girl, and he even just learned her name from the clerk.

But he remembered that the first option given by the system was how to respond to the girl's approach.

What if he hadn't been stunned at that time, but had made some response, whether it was rejection or agreement, even if it was just a few words?

Just like the clerk said, maybe the girl won't have an accident on the way home.

This incident that he overheard made Tamaki Hikaru a little alert. There is naturally a purpose behind the system's selection of triggers.

Looking back, if Tamaki Hikari had not been silent at that time, but had chatted with the girl for a while.

Then he would miss Imadegawa Himetsuki on the roadside and Yachiyo Yayoi who fell into a puddle of flesh.

What about the others?

Tamaki Hikaru subconsciously recalled the situation every time he triggered the selection. Some of them could be easily guessed, but some of them could not.

It can't be said that it can't be guessed, but the impact behind it has not yet appeared in front of Tamaki Hikari.

The most inexplicable time was probably that time in the library, when Tamaki Hikari took away the mysterious magic dice, but what about the opposite?

What impact would it have had if I had chosen to put it back in place?

These troublesome things made Tamaki Hikaru's head hurt.

Seeing Tamaki Hikaru's somewhat downcast expression, the clerk quickly made amends for her gaffe.

"Guest, you don't need to take this matter to heart. I can only say that the child was unlucky, and I can't blame anyone."

Tamaki Hikari didn't feel guilty or anything because of the girl's death, he just felt a little complicated.

Sure enough, the system is not that simple to use.

Especially when he thought that he had spent time this afternoon triggering a choice in front of the senior sister of the Kendo Club, and it was also a long-term choice.

I can't help but feel a little headache.

"take care."

Tamaki Hikaru carried his things and walked out of the convenience store.

The sky has completely darkened, and the street lights on the roadside reluctantly illuminate the road.

The area near Tamaki Hikari Apartment is still as quiet as ever, and it was still somewhat popular near the convenience store at first.

The further we walked, the lonelier we seemed, and gradually not even a single person could be seen.

Tamaki Hikaru lowered his head, still thinking about the system, and did not notice the shadow passing over his head.

Until the other person seemed to notice him, Tamaki Hikaru's intuition also reminded him that he was being watched.

Subconsciously, he raised his head, but the opponent's speed was obviously faster, and Tamaki Hikari's vision went dark.

"Ha! You were sucked dry by a vampire and died~"

(End of this chapter)