Tokyo: Who would still fall in love after being spoiled?

Chapter 40 The Shura Field arrived earlier than the system expected

"This...money?"

"The remaining boarding fee."

On the morning of the next Monday, on his way to the riverside park, he handed an envelope containing tens of thousands of yen to Takeda in exchange for a 300 yen butter bun.

"The date... starts from today?!" Takeda frowned when he saw the time marked with a marker on the envelope, staring at him with wide eyes, "Then where are we staying tonight?"

"A park bench," he suggested, as the most economical and affordable solution.

As long as you don't get discovered by patrolling police and taken to the police station, you will have no problem spending the night safely.

The security in this area is considered good in the Tokyo metropolitan area.

The premise is that it doesn’t rain - if you think about it carefully, during the rainy season, this becomes the biggest obstacle to the plan of spending the night in the park.

"Inoue-san...are you really planning this?"

"Are you really planning on doing that?" he continued.

The points task for the weekend date has been completed, and the training camp was also something Takeda had requested on his own initiative.

Now it's time to return to at least the level of ordinary classmates.

As for whether the boarding house would allow her to continue staying, that was left for her to discover on her own.

"If you want to sleep on the bench, go ahead and do it by yourself! I'll go find a nearby comic book cafe where you can stay overnight... No, that's not right..." She paused in thought, "Where should I put my luggage?"

"Find large cloth bags or electrical appliance boxes to pack them and place them next to the bench."

"Then I'd become a homeless person!"

"There's nothing wrong with being a homeless person."

"...No!" Takeda was silent for a moment, still unable to accept it. He clutched the envelope containing the remaining boarding fees tightly in his hand, turned around, and hurried back to the boarding house.

He walked into the riverside park, ate his butter bread, put his backpack on the same bench as before, and started running at a steady pace.

At the start of the third lap, the phone in my pocket rang with two Line message alerts.

[Takeda: You can stay until the end of the semester!]
[Takeda: Inoue, you don’t have to sleep on the park bench anymore!]
Moustache didn't mention him?
He read the message on the lock screen page, did not unlock the phone to read it, and continued to run the next two laps with the phone in his hand.

After returning to the boarding house to look for the man with the mustache, Takeda finally rushed back, ran into the park, and waved to him from afar.

"Don't read the news!" She was a little angry.

“I’m running.”

"Why aren't you waiting for me!" She became even angrier.

"There's not enough time. We'll be late."

"Then give me back my butter bread." Takeda said this angrily.

He actually took out three 100-yen coins and handed them to Takeda, which made her so angry that she became speechless.

At this time, he unlocked the phone screen again, read the message again in front of her, and responded calmly without commenting -

"Is it……"

"...You're such a pig!" Takeda stamped his foot. "Run with me!"

"I'm done running. I have to go to school." He put away his phone and put on his backpack.

"Hey!"

"Oh, thanks for...staying overnight."

"..."

He didn't look back, and after walking onto the riverside street, he didn't see Takeda following him. I wonder what he felt after this.

The sky was cloudy, but the morning sun still found a gap to cast its morning light on the earth, creating ripples on the river.

He looked at the river all the way, squinting slightly.

I couldn't help but wonder what Takeda felt when he sent him a message right after asking about the mustache. I wondered if without him leading the race, he would have collapsed on the ground exhausted after four laps...

Ding--

[Takeda: Pig-headed Inoue!]
[Takeda: Please treat me to lunch!]
“…” It seemed like he was overthinking it.

On Sunday, Takeda's sleeping face gave him too many illusions.

By noon, Takeda even ran to the door of Class C to block him.

"Why should I treat you to a meal?" "To save you from being a homeless person for a week!" Takeda said with good reason.

"Is it your credit?"

"of course!"

He walked towards the stairs, and Takeda hurried to catch up with him.

"I..." A light flashed before his eyes and he paused for a moment.

【appoint……:……】

【……:1000……】

"Whatever you want to eat, just tell me." He immediately changed his tone, "The most expensive set meal in the cafeteria is only over 2,000 yen."

"In that case, I'll take the most expensive one!" Takeda raised his head slightly to scare him.

"Just eat it." He meant it sincerely.

Not to mention 2,000 yen, even 20,000 yen is just a small amount compared to 1,000 points.

"You said it!" Takeda felt provoked and wanted to make him suffer.

When they arrived at the cafeteria, Takeda softened his heart and ordered a set meal of grilled eel fried rice. He also went to a vending machine and bought a can of red bean soup, spending only a little over 1,600 yen.

He ordered a beef patty rice bowl for himself, which cost him two thousand one.

"You're really willing to do that..." Takeda couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

At the same time, one thousand points from the system task were transferred to his account.

Amano was two minutes late today, and next to him was a girl he knew but didn't want to meet. They weren't close before, but seeing Sakurai clinging to Amano today made him curious about how Amano managed to get away from Sakurai and come to the cafeteria alone last week.

Sakurai looked around at the signature menus at the cafeteria's many windows; as usual, Amano walked straight towards him.

"What would you like to eat, Sou-chan... Hey, aren't you going to order first?"

Sakurai and her voice followed Amano from far away to his side.

"Good afternoon! Amano-san." Takeda was in a good mood today because he had a set meal for free that was more expensive than barbecue.

"Good afternoon." After confirming what set meal he had, Amano nodded to Takeda and turned to leave.

"Inoue-san?" Sakurai finally saw him sitting opposite Takeda.

"Good afternoon." He ate his beef bowl and spoke unclearly.

"Well, good afternoon...ah, I'll go order some food with Zou-chan!" Sakurai reacted, but was still using her eyes to give him hints about the follow-up of the competition, far from realizing the seriousness of the matter.

About three minutes later, Amano came over slowly with a beef patty rice bowl and sat down next to him.

Sakurai, holding udon noodles, witnessed the whole scene and stopped in the aisle next to Takeda.

"Are you eating this set meal today to celebrate your first place win?"

"Isn't winning a bonus worth celebrating? Don't you have one too, Amano-san?"

From first to tenth place, the prize money difference between the two adjacent winners is only one thousand yen.

"Ah, I didn't get the same amount of money as Inoue-san, so there's nothing to celebrate." Amano said softly, without any sign of sincerely congratulating him before going on stage to present the award.

"Bonus?" Takeda became alert.

"The first place in a piano competition is worth 20,000 yen." Amano patiently explained to the curious passerby girl.

"Inoue?" A passerby girl whose name was unknown suddenly stared at him, looking as if she was heartbroken by him.

"Amano-san also got a bonus of 19,000 yen!" He tried to divert the hatred.

"She's not treating me to a meal!" said the passerby, Takeda, as he took a big bite of an eel fillet. "I'm so sorry I feel bad for you!"

"Are you going to mention your victory over me again?" Amano looked at Takeda with interest, pretending to be wronged. "I even gave you my blessing..."

"How do you know that I ran back to find the guy with the mustache because I didn't want you to sleep on the bench! Idiot Inoue." Takeda continued to chase.

"Why are there other pretty girls..." Sakurai was still standing nearby, not yet recovered from his shock.

What should have been just an ordinary Monday and an ordinary lunch suddenly turned into a criticism meeting for him.

how could this be...

(End of this chapter)