Tokyo Heart Thief's Daily Life

Because she would arrive home earlier than Luo Zhen, she was responsible for preparing the vegetable salad in advance.

Luo Zhen’s job is to pick a handful of bean sprouts grown at home, stir-fry them with shredded and seasoned chicken breast, and then make two bowls of seaweed soup with soup ingredients bought from the supermarket.

Luo Zhen’s ingenuity is to add some enoki mushrooms bought at a discount to the semi-finished soup dumplings. When you eat them, you will feel a little happy as if you have made a profit.

This is the dinner for two migrant workers, a simple and straightforward typical single meal.

When Luo Zhen brought the food to the bar, Taoxiang couldn't wait to put down her guitar and come over.

Just like the Fangze sisters during the day, she refused to sit in the seat opposite them and insisted on sitting next to Luo Zhen.

This elder sister was still grinning foolishly:

"Sorry, Luo Zhen, I have to make you cook every day~. Actually, I can cook a little bit too. I don't mind if we swap cooking roles every day, okay?"

Luo Zhen immediately retorted, "But you definitely don't have the patience to stick with it. Before a week, you'll be making do with instant noodles, convenience store lunch boxes, or even hot pot, right?"

In response to Luo Zhen's precise and sharp comments, Taoxiang could only pout as if she was upset and drink her soup silently without saying a word.

She was still mumbling something softly: "The hotpot is obviously delicious..." and other sophistry, but she didn't dare to say it out loud.

Luo Zhen then said:

"I like to cook anyway, so it's no problem. And you're a musician, right? What if you cut your hand while using the knife? You'll be left with nothing to eat. So don't think too much about it. Just be nice if you can make me a salad."

Gulp... Taoxiang puffed up her face a little bit in disbelief.

She knew that this was Luo Zhen's care for her, but she also felt itchy all over:

"I'm older than you, after all, but why do you act like you're taking care of me? And you're always saying the right things, which makes me even more angry... You're a monster of right things, you're a venomous, long-winded, and scumbag."

Luo Zhen: "Hey, that last sentence is clearly a personal attack. I'm still a virgin, who are you calling a slut?"

I have to reiterate that this kind of dirty jokes should not be heard by pure girls like the Fangze sisters.

Otherwise, they would really make this statement come true, and Luo Zhen didn't want to be torn apart by his uncle, the Chief Justice.

Regardless of the jokes she made, Taoxiang still finished the food made by Luo Zhen with relish.

The generous way she ate, without any of the pretentious reserve of a little girl, was very pleasing to the eye.

After adding another half bowl of rice and finishing the sauce of stir-fried bean sprouts and shredded pork, Taoxiang put down her chopsticks in satisfaction:

"Thank you for the treat! Today's meal was delicious as always. Luo Zhen, you really should find a job in the kitchen of a restaurant. Maybe you'll be hired as the boss's son-in-law."

"Thanks for the compliment. Leave the bowl in the sink and I'll wash it when I get back tonight."

Luo Zhen calmly ignored Taoxiang's flattery and confirmed the time.

Taoxiang would regularly go to the station entrance to perform in the evenings, and would continue playing until the last subway train to go home.

In a sense, this is her job.

By accumulating these street performances, independent singers gradually build up a fan base on social media. Only after they gain a certain level of fame will they be discovered by an agency and then signed to embark on the path of commercialization.

It is also possible to actually go to a LiveHouse (live concert hall) to sell tickets for performances.

But that would involve taking risks. Lower-level singers who don't have the fame to meet ticket sales would have to pay money to the venues, and in the end they would be unable to make ends meet.

Unfortunately, Taoxiang is not only not famous, but is currently working alone and does not even have a bandmate to play with.

She only looks pretty and handsome, but is actually as delicate as a rabbit on the inside. She doesn't have the courage to sing hymns on stage alone.

"But seriously, if Diamond Stardust hadn't gone the idol route, you guys would definitely have become a top star in LiveHouse."

"..."

Luo Zhen's simple words did not get a response from Taoxiang.

In fact, Momoka had previously formed a band that was signed to an entertainment company and released hit songs. The band was called "Diamond Dust".

But in the end, her band was not well managed and broke up unhappily.

The other members except her are still continuing to perform under the name of that band, and have now transformed into an idol style that is more in line with the public's preferences.

Taoxiang foolishly left the house with nothing, and gave the copyright of the band's only popular song to her old teammates, while she continued to work hard.

It was really stupid. Luo Zhen was also dumbfounded when he first learned about this situation.

But how to say it... Luo Zhen just likes her stubbornness.

"You should also change and get ready. I'll get the microphone and the albums you're selling, just remember to bring your guitar. And remember to give us a preview on social media; this kind of business needs to be sustained."

"I see, are you my agent?"

Taoxiang complained like this, but she couldn't hide her smile.

Although she felt a little ashamed, she actually still enjoyed the feeling of having someone around to accompany and support her.

10. Sumire Yoshizawa is a bad boy

"Player Taku Kamoshida, Olympic gold medalist... Why would Senior Luo Zhen ask about him?"

At Yoshizawa's house, Sumire Yoshizawa, who had already taken a shower, was doing pre-sleep exercises on her yoga mat (?) while also using her cell phone to look up information about Kamoshida.

She has already acted coquettishly to her father, a judge, hoping to investigate Kamoshida through his network of connections.

The serious father said it was impossible, but Yoshizawa Sumire knew that he would definitely fulfill her wish.

So now all she had to do was wait for her father's investigation results after a while, and Sumire Yoshizawa would check it on her phone at the same time.

She can easily stretch her long and thin legs into a split position and even maintain this position for dozens of minutes. These are the basics of gymnastics training.

She continued to stretch in this position, one hand still scrolling on her phone:

"Hmm... As expected, there's nothing special to be found online. Besides, after all, so many years have passed, and the hype has faded. He's just a washed-up sports star, I guess."

If this gold medalist had really exposed a scandal such as sexual harassment, he would not be able to work as a teacher in a school openly.

Moreover, the professional lifespan of athletes is really short, and Sumire Yoshizawa felt a little heavy-hearted.

Although you have left your name on the Internet, it may still be searchable in a few decades.

Moreover, as the first time winner of the gold medal in this event, the media coverage at the time was exaggerated, and even praised Kamoshida as the "King of the Volleyball Kingdom."

But the gold medal king who lives in reality is actually just an ordinary physical education teacher.

Because Sumire Yoshizawa was quite familiar with the industry, she guessed that Kamoshida must have been hired by the principal of Shujin High School with a high salary.

But it is called a "high salary" because it has been several years since he won the gold medal, so the salary is not that high.

This is the reality after athletes retire. Youth is really short.

The prize money for winning the gold medal, and the subsequent wave of fame and advertising revenue, is almost all the savings that a career can earn.

Of course, this kind of thing varies from person to person.

There are also many athletes who are able to do well after retirement, and even rely on their accumulation at that time to do well in other industries.

But what Sumire Yoshizawa is more concerned about is the disappearance of her identity as an "athlete".

Sumire Yoshizawa found it a little hard to imagine what else she could do if she stopped practicing gymnastics.

The sisters were discovered to have talent in this area since the lower grades of elementary school. They then truly fell in love with the sport and devoted all their time and energy to it.

Apart from gymnastics, Sumire Yoshizawa couldn't even name any other hobbies or entertainments she had.

Washing clothes, cooking, doing housework...

She didn't like these things, she just did them to get praise from her parents.

And Sumire Yoshizawa also has a little selfish motive.

Because her sister Fang Zexia is better than her in gymnastics and ranks higher than her in every competition.

In order to get some of her parents' attention and surpass her sister, Sumire Yoshizawa tried to learn some other talents.

But she couldn't tell anyone about this thought that even she felt gloomy about...especially her sister and Luo Zhen.

In fact, on the day when she was almost in a car accident and was rescued by Luo Zhen, Sumire Yoshizawa rushed to the road because she was angry because of the setbacks in training.

She really regretted it and knew she was stupid, and she would never do it again.

...But, but...

"If I retire early because my performance doesn't meet the standards, but my sister continues to shine in the gymnastics world... will Luo Zhen-senpai pay more attention to my sister or to me?"

Having such disgusting thoughts must be because I am a bad kid.

Yoshizawa Sumire couldn't stop feeling self-loathing and no longer had the energy to investigate the physical education teacher.

She dug out the vacuum bag she had hidden under the bed.

Inside were carefully stored the underwear of a healthy and handsome man of similar age, with every wrinkle carefully ironed.

Of course, I washed the sumire before storing it, so there was no residual smell.

Her courage now only reached the level of admiration.

Asking her to sleep with the original treasure in her arms would be a bit too exciting. The sensitive girl's heart is not yet crazy enough to that extent.

But it may not be the case in the future...a girl's desire will become stronger and stronger.

Yoshizawa Sumire hugged Luo Zhen's underwear through the vacuum bag and took a deep breath:

"Taku Kamoshida of Shujin High School, can I do something more for Luo Zhen-senpai..."

"[Target retrieved, navigating to you.]"

"Wow!?" Sumire Yoshizawa was startled.

Her cell phone suddenly issued an electronic synthesized voice notification, which made her a little scared.

Yoshizawa Sumire carefully picked up her phone and swiped her finger to check:

"Where did this app come from? 'Another World Navigation'... that name, eh!?"

Yoshizawa Sumire could even hear the sound of her own heart beating wildly in her chest.

Of course, this was the first time she saw this app, and the big eye icon was quite creepy.

But the three words "another world" made her nerves jump violently.

Three months ago, she had actually personally visited a place that could only be described as another world.

At that time, she was almost hit by a truck and thought she was going to die.

But Luo Zhen suddenly appeared and brought the two sisters who were about to be knocked away into the "other world" and saved them at the critical moment.

It was that experience that convinced the sisters that Luo Zhen was the legendary heart-stealing thief and that he really had supernatural powers.

Sumire Yoshizawa never thought that such a comic-like experience would happen to her.

But when it really appeared, all she felt was...excitement!

"But...shouldn't I ask my senior first..."

The girl hesitated a little.

She knew that Luo Zhen was not willing to mention this issue and did not want her sisters to explore his abilities.

Considering the risk that his favorability towards her might decline, Yoshizawa Sumire's excited little head seemed to be poured with a bucket of cold water, and she became a little sober.

But the temptation did not stop.

“[Use it quickly.]”

Yoshizawa Sumire felt pressure on her fingers, as if someone was pressing her hand.

She looked up in a daze...and saw another "self".

Someone who looked exactly like her, but was definitely not her sister, was right in front of her.

She had shining golden eyes and was pressing her hands hard to persuade herself:

"Even if something happens, it's not our fault. Senior is so kind and will definitely understand and comfort us."

"[If something unexpected happens and we need him to help or save us, that would be even better. You understand that, right? He's such a kind person. Even if he says he wants to retire, he can never let go of those in need... We can become special in his heart, have a chance to have him all to ourselves, even better than my sister, right?]"

......Gurgle!

When Yoshizawa Sumire was tempted by the dangerous sweetness and lowered her head to look at her phone again, the phantom clone with golden eyes disappeared again.

All of this was just an illusion, it was the "bad kid" side of her heart that was persuading her.