My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

"Ahem, you're awake?"

Tamaki Hikaru subconsciously closed the manuscript in his hand, feeling quite guilty of being a thief.

After all, Yachiyo Yayoi said that these manuscripts are very precious, and her attitude towards work is also very serious. She does feel guilty for tampering with them in private.

"Well, I went to bed too late last night, so I'm a little sleepy today."

Yachiyo Yayoi sat up and stretched, her stretched neckline showing her strong foundation.

"You don't have to be like this. No matter how precious the manuscript is, it is for people to read. Just be careful not to damage it."

Yachiyo Yayoi also understood very well that Tamaki Hikari could see these things.

This kind of messy and mysterious books and manuscripts particularly attracted the interest and curiosity of young people, and she often looked at them at first.

But then I gradually realized that there was nothing interesting to watch, so I stopped watching it.

"Well, it's okay. It's already late today. Let's see this first."

Being interrupted like this, Tamaki Hikari's desire to read also dissipated. He looked at the time and found that it was already so late without realizing it.

Putting the manuscript in his hand neatly, Tamaki Hikari stood up.

"Then let's go together?"

Tamaki Hikaru glanced at Yachiyo Yayoi. Although this room can be used for normal living, Yachiyo Yayoi should not live here.

"Well, let's go together then, but just wait for me a moment."

Yachiyo Yayoi stood up gracefully, sorted out the manuscripts that had been turned over by Tamaki Hikaru, and walked towards the bookshelf.

She didn't know when she took a book and put it under her pillow. No wonder she slept so soundly.

Tamaki Hikaru walked out of the desk, inadvertently touched an envelope on the corner of the desk, and dropped it directly to the ground.

Tamaki subconsciously lowered his head to pick it up. The moment his hand touched the envelope, the system rang with unprecedented urgency.

【Ding ding ding ding——! 】

A series of dings, ringing rapidly like a bell, shook Tamaki Hikaru's head and gave him a headache.

[This is an important choice, take it away? Or put it back in place? please choose! 】

Uncharacteristically, the system stopped telling riddles.

But the more concise and abnormal it is, the more strange it becomes, and it is impossible to analyze its meaning through riddles.

It just plainly says that this is an important choice.

But even if he doesn't take it away today, this thing will still be here. Wouldn't it be the same if he has the opportunity to take it away in the future?

Although my heart is full of doubts, I still follow the principle that as long as there is no upper limit for the backpack when playing games, the stones on the ground must be picked up cleanly.

Before Yachiyo Yayoi came over, Tamaki Hikaru quickly picked up the letter and put it into his pocket.

It would be silly not to take important props. Regardless of whether they are useful or not, we will talk about them after taking them.

When Tamaki Hikaru put the letter into his pocket, the system's reminders stopped and then fell silent.

There wasn’t even a reward, which was really weird.

"Okay, let's go."

Yachiyo Yayoi put down her books, picked up her things, and walked towards Tamaki Hikari.

Because of the obstruction of the bookshelf, she did not see the scene just now.

Tamaki Hikaru nodded and forgot about the letter in his pocket for the time being, waiting to open it and read it when he was alone after returning home.

The two walked out of the library side by side. Yachiyo Yayoi turned around and locked the door firmly before leaving together.

However, Tamaki Hikaru didn't notice that with his slight bump, it wasn't just this letter that fell.

On the other side of the desk, a manuscript fell lightly on the ground. Through the dim light, the word "Witch" could be vaguely seen.

"Chi-chi~"

A mouse got out of the corner of the wall. There had never been a mouse in this library before, but today by chance, a mouse got in.

It sniffed and crawled on the floor, and finally picked up the manuscript, which exuded the fragrance of ink, and disappeared into the darkness.

At this time, Tamaki Hikaru and Yachiyo Yayoi had just walked out of the library door.

In a blink of an eye, the sky has turned completely dark. Reading is really a time-consuming thing.

Coincidentally, their stomachs began to growl.

"It just so happens that you haven't eaten yet. Why don't you let me treat you to something? Just treat it as a small thank you for what happened last night."

"No, what happened last night was just me returning a favor to you. There was no need to specially treat me to dinner."

Tamaki Hikaru laughed helplessly after hearing this.

He didn't think that just because he took in a small thing for one night, he deserved such repayment from the other party.

Last night he saw the scene of Yachiyo Yayoi being beaten by Naoko. Fortunately, he was too weak at the time, otherwise he would have vomited all over the floor.

It was too brutal, too bloody.

"Then just treat it like I'm treating you to a meal normally, as a friend."

Tamaki Hikaru changed his explanation.

"I think we should be considered friends, right?"

Tamaki Hikaru stretched out his hand towards her.

It was obviously just a very ordinary sentence, but when it fell into Yachiyo Yayoi's ears, her expression felt a little strange.

It's not shyness or anything, but a fearful hesitation.

If possible, she doesn't want to have too many non-human connections or feelings with people.

It is the best choice for her to be able to clarify everything with indifferent interests and not to mix things up too much.

But at this moment, she couldn't say no.

Because she thought of the warmth of another person that she touched and felt that night when she stayed there.

Sooner or later that temperature will cool down and become cold, just like the human heart.

The pain when emotions are torn apart is worse than physical pain, whether it is friendship, family, or love.

Yayoi Yachiyo has experienced separation from her relatives and separation from her friends, but those were all very, very long ago.

It had been so long that the wounds had begun to heal, and she had somewhat forgotten the horror of the pain, and began to get ready to experience that pain again.

She is a pervert, a pain-loving, hopeless pervert.

This is beyond doubt.

"Isn't it still inappropriate?"

Seeing Yachiyo Yayoi's hesitation, Tamaki Hikari probably thought of something and was about to put down his outstretched hand.

"No, nothing inappropriate."

Yachiyo Yayoi's hand quickly grabbed the palm that Tamaki Hikaru put down.

The two warm palms were touching each other at this moment, transferring their warmth to each other.

"I just want something to eat. If you are a friend, it doesn't matter if you let me kill you, right?"

Yachiyo Yayoi blinked at Tamaki Hikari.

There is no need to talk about those heavy things. If things like feelings are too heavy, it will only be unbearable.