Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 514 - 512: On a Three-Person Date, One Is Always the Odd One Out Clown_1

Chapter 514: Chapter 512: On a Three-Person Date, One Is Always the Odd One Out Clown_1

August 12, Saturday, afternoon.

Aozawa entered a sage’s time.

Not *that* kind of sage time, but a true sage’s time; he was contemplating philosophical questions.

The question had surfaced in his mind while he was waiting for Chiyoda to return, a sudden doubt about the Shadow World.

It was known that the scope of the Shadow World was global and that it was the world’s shadow.

So here was his question.

Did his newly acquired superpower create the Shadow World?

Or had the Shadow World always existed, and he only discovered it after acquiring his superpower?

This chicken-or-egg type of question had Aozawa lost in thought for a time.

Even if he didn’t come up with an answer, his mind was still subconsciously pondering those matters.

That’s what happens when a man is bored.

A bored man can find endless delight in even squatting on the ground counting ants.

It wasn’t until the Defense Barrier approached the villa that Aozawa stopped pondering that philosophical yet boring question and deactivated the Shadow Emperor’s ability.

All shadows returned into his own, and he strode towards the entrance.

He timed it so that he arrived at the entrance just as Morimoto Chiyoda reached the door.

DING. The door opened.

"Chiyoda, welcome back~"

"Hmm~"

Morimoto Chiyoda’s voice was like a lazy, comfortable afternoon after a busy week, reminiscent of bathing in the winter sun, sipping coffee, and casually flipping through a book. This natural blend of laziness and comfort made Aozawa’s blood boil. He almost wanted to pounce and disrupt her peace.

She closed the door behind her, dressed in office attire: a white blouse under a gray suit jacket, with a light gray skirt below, paired with flesh-colored stockings and a pair of sandals.

"Chiyoda, I’ll get you a tissue to wipe your sweat."

Aozawa quickly looked for an excuse to slip back to the living room.

Morimoto Chiyoda took off her sandals and stepped barefoot on the cool floor, her eyes scanning the corridor, which was indeed spotlessly clean.

During past summer vacations, she had asked Aozawa to clean the house, but his mopping was usually done carelessly and never reached the current standard.

One look and you could tell it was done with a craftsman’s spirit, fit to be used as a mirror.

Thinking of Aozawa cleaning the place spotless to please her made her mouth curl up slightly, a reflection of her own charm.

Of course, Morimoto Chiyoda wasn’t going to offer a reward.

This time, she resolved to hold out for seven days before rewarding him.

Morimoto Chiyoda headed toward the kitchen.

Aozawa hurried over from behind. Before he could open his mouth, she quickly snatched the tissue out of his hands, laughing, "No need to bother, I’ll do it myself."

If Aozawa were to wipe her sweat, there would be physical contact, and in the end, who knows where it might lead.

Seeing his mischievous intent exposed, Aozawa wilted like a frostbitten eggplant and said, "Then I’ll wait for you in the living room."

"Mm, wait for dinner."

Morimoto Chiyoda wiped the sweat from her forehead, rolled up the tissue into a ball, and stepped into the kitchen where the meat and vegetables were already cut up, without any artistic plating.

She put on a white apron, ready to prepare dinner. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Soft and rhythmic music echoed in the kitchen as Morimoto Chiyoda hummed along, turning raw meat and vegetables into plate after plate of fragrant dishes, which she passed through the serving window for Aozawa to place on the table.

After the last plate of stir-fried beef was served, she took off her white apron, hung it on the side, and walked out of the kitchen.

Four dishes and a soup were set on the table, with Aozawa sitting there, having filled the bowls with rice.

Morimoto Chiyoda patted his head and said, "Worthy of praise."

Aozawa responded by slapping her buttocks with just the right amount of force, feigning discontent, "What kind of praise is that? You should take real action, don’t be a pie-in-the-sky capitalist."

"In your dreams."

Morimoto Chiyoda rolled her eyes at him, sat down on the chair, and said, "I’m off tomorrow. Let’s go out and stroll around."

"Oh! Chiyoda, you finally have time to take a day off! I thought you were going to work nonstop until the New Year."

Aozawa’s eyes gleamed; he was already imagining a non-stop grand affair.

Morimoto Chiyoda also showed a wistful expression. "Indeed, it has been a long time since I last took a day off; all sorts of things are piling up on my desk.

"Even if the sky were falling, I am taking tomorrow off."

Her seductive voice carried a note of determination.

Issues from all sides, including Mexico and the Middle East, made Morimoto Chiyoda realize that if she waited to finish all her work before taking a holiday, she would never get a vacation in this lifetime.

In this special period, various emergencies came one after another—an endless amount of work.

Even though the eight-hour workday didn’t make Morimoto Chiyoda feel particularly tired, a job that required seven days of labor each week was completely straying from the true nature of a stable job.

Working five days with two days off—that’s what a stable job should look like.

The stable job she held now could be described as unorthodox.

Morimoto Chiyoda couldn’t even remember when she last took a day off. She resolved to reward herself with a day off tomorrow, determined to steer clear of this unorthodox path.

She delegated work-related matters to her deputy and freed up time to go on a date with Aozawa.

She didn’t believe that the world would end if she worked one less day.

She had already planned the morning, afternoon, and evening.

"It’s a pity that you can’t go grocery shopping with your cute junior tomorrow."

Aozawa rolled his eyes. "Chiyoda, don’t put it in such an ambiguous way. There won’t be any problem with Shouko once I explain."

Morimoto Chiyoda flashed a smile and said, "That’s good to hear. I’ve got a three-way date with Iroha planned for tomorrow."

COUGH! COUGH!

He managed to keep a straight face at the previous statement, but this one made him choke on his food, coughing it back into his bowl. He quickly patted his chest before looking up and saying, "Chiyoda, you’ve planned a three-way date with Iroha?"

"She’s already agreed to it."

The corners of Morimoto Chiyoda’s lips lifted slightly; since her online identity was revealed, they still had some contact on the internet.

"Are you scared?"

"Chiyoda, what kind of joke is this? How could I possibly be scared?"

Aozawa replied subconsciously, then carefully thought over his words before saying cautiously, "It’s not quite appropriate to include Iroha in our date, is it?"

He indeed coveted the idea of sharing a bed, but in his plans, that was still a distant matter.

Furthermore, the idea of sharing a bed didn’t stop him from trying to maintain a two-person date situation.

With a two-person date, he could use his superpower to be a comprehensive companion, attentive to every detail.

Even if Chiyoda, Maggie, Iroha, and perhaps the class president, Shouko, Tetsuji, Summer Flower, and others joined in, there would be no issue at all.

Because he could cheat with his superpower, chatting with many people at the same time without breaking a sweat.

But a three-way date was different. It was a real test of his ability to prevent anyone from feeling left out and to keep everyone engaged in the same conversation.

Morimoto Chiyoda looked at his somewhat apprehensive expression and felt increasingly delighted, her voice devilish with a hint of mockery. "I don’t mind. We’ll all become sisters in the future.

"I rarely have free time, so I naturally want to invite Iroha out and strengthen our relationship."

"Haha, alright then, let’s do that."

Aozawa, worried about Iroha’s feelings, decided to send her a message to ask later.

If Iroha felt it was inappropriate, he would cancel the idea of having a three-way date tomorrow.

He didn’t want to embarrass Iroha.

「At the Akizuki Residence.」

Cute toys were neatly arranged on the table, and posters of fashion magazine models were pasted on the walls, rotating every week.

Ayatsuki Iroha knelt on the floor in front of her bed while her two friends sat on her bed with their legs crossed, making her look like a criminal under interrogation.

"Hehe, Saeko, Maru, don’t be so serious."

Ayatsuki Iroha’s wheat-colored cheeks revealed a Shiba Inu-like smile, and her large eyes swept over the two reigning hot girls, seemingly trying to lighten the heavy air with her tone and expression.

Takahashi Saeko glanced at her and sighed, "Iroha, you still haven’t grasped the seriousness of the issue. Morimoto is challenging you to battle."

"Exactly, a three-way date is clearly an attempt to crush your psychological defenses."

Tama Chan nodded.

She believed that, generous as Morimoto Chiyoda might be, she wouldn’t be so generous as to bring Iroha along on a date.

That could only mean one thing: Morimoto intended to severely undermine Iroha’s confidence during this date.

Why Tama Chan interpreted it this way was because she had done similar things in the past.

To prove that what the girl who had been tirelessly slandering her behind her back was saying was true, she deliberately flirted with the girl’s crush and then got the boy to invite the girl out.

While the girl was dressed up, thinking it was a date, she joined in, making it a threesome. Her close interactions with the boy directly breached the other girl’s defenses, causing her to cry and run away.

In a three-way date, there’s bound to be an odd one out, a clown.

"Just think about it: Aozawa and Morimoto Chiyoda sweetly shopping, talking about things you don’t understand, and you unable to join the conversation, just an outsider watching them get cozy."

As Tama Chan spoke, Ayatsuki Iroha couldn’t help but imagine the scenario and shuddered in fear.

"The two of them have far more time and memories together than you do. Morimoto Chiyoda can bring up any little thing from Aozawa’s childhood at any time. What can you say?"

Ayatsuki Iroha swallowed hard, suddenly regretting that she had accepted Morimoto Chiyoda’s invitation to the date, and said with a shaky voice, "Then I’ll just say I have something on and not go."

"No way."

Takahashi Saeko cut her off immediately, with a serious expression. "You’ve already agreed to it. Backing out now would make you look weak, as if you’re afraid of her.

"If you back down now, you’ll never have the courage to stand up to Morimoto Chiyoda again, and you’ll always be subservient to her."

Ayatsuki Iroha swallowed, feeling like crying but no tears would come. "Then what should I do?"

Takahashi Saeko and Tama Chan both put an arm around her shoulders, one on each side, gripping tightly, giving her strong confidence.

"Don’t worry! With us helping you plan and strategize, you’ll definitely come out on top of Morimoto Chiyoda during this three-way date!"

"She has her past; we have our present."

"Saeko, Maru, you guys are so reliable!"

Ayatsuki Iroha said excitedly, "Do you guys have any plans?"

A moment of silence followed; neither had really come up with a plan yet.