Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 517 - 515 Jumping from One Extreme to Another_1
If life were compared to trees, then Ayatsuki Iroha would be universally recognized as a slacker.
Once she found a tree to stand under, she would stay there, believing that the tree could forever shield her from wind and rain.
It wasn’t until a torrential downpour left her drenched like a drowned chicken that she would hastily run to the next large tree for shelter.
Once she found it, she would stand contentedly in place, waiting for the next disaster to destroy this tree, then she would hurriedly seek out another large tree to protect herself.
Because Ayatsuki Iroha was never an ambitious person, and her plans for the future were very vague.
Aiming to become a top blogger with millions of followers sounded impressive, but in reality, she didn’t have a detailed plan; she simply did her best in whatever she could.
She took each advancement as an encouragement to keep moving forward.
But she was well aware that she was far from the goal of becoming a top blogger with millions of followers.
Even if she actually became such a blogger, that status would still not be comparable to that of Phoenix Academy Maggie or Morimoto Chiyoda.
The former, needless to say, was the daughter of the Prime Minister, the young miss of the Phoenix Academy Group.
The latter was a 26-year-old Police Director who had been promoted to Minister of State in the Public Security Commission.
With control over the National Police Agency and the Metropolitan Police Department, she could be said to stand at the pinnacle of Japan’s police force.
Ayatsuki Iroha was aware that even a blogger with tens of millions of followers couldn’t compare to either of them.
To put it bluntly, she could exhaust her entire life and still not dream of achieving a status higher than theirs.
If that’s the case, should I still persist?
This thought flashed through Ayatsuki Iroha’s mind, leaving her expression full of confusion.
Morimoto Chiyoda placed her right hand on Ayatsuki Iroha’s shoulder and chuckled. "Come on, no need to be so troubled. The things I told you aren’t for you to ponder endlessly but to help you understand your heart’s truest desires, just like how you drink when thirsty and eat when hungry. These are not factors decided by others; they depend on you. Just do whatever you believe is right."
"As for me..." Ayatsuki Iroha muttered, her face somber as she said, "Sister Chitose, I just don’t know what to do. Saeko and the others said that to get close to Aozawa, I have to..."
"That sort of possibility doesn’t exist." Morimoto Chiyoda interrupted her, her smile still warm but her tone resolute beneath the gentleness. "I won’t give up on Aozawa. If you’re willing to give him up, that’s a different story."
"I, I won’t either," Ayatsuki Iroha replied, her face flushed.
Morimoto Chiyoda patted her shoulder. "Then the answer is clear. To be honest, Aozawa’s stamina is more vigorous than you’d imagine. I alone really can’t withstand his forcefulness."
Suddenly bringing up such adult topics made Ayatsuki Iroha become even more embarrassed, her heart thumping as if a little deer was prancing inside it.
This topic feels too mature for me right now, yet I’m so curious. Ayatsuki Iroha asked softly, "R-Really?"
"Not a shred of falsehood. I remember completely passing out towards the end and waking up the next day with a sore back." Morimoto Chiyoda leaned in close to her ear, whispering, her breath on Ayatsuki Iroha’s cheek scorching like fire.
I can’t imagine such an intense scene... I wonder, what would it feel like if it were me?
Seeing Ayatsuki Iroha daydreaming, Morimoto Chiyoda did not continue but shifted the conversation to other topics instead.
She had said all she needed to say; it was now up to Ayatsuki Iroha to make her choice.
Morimoto Chiyoda wasn’t trying to impose her own opinion on Ayatsuki Iroha’s thoughts; she was simply offering another perspective for consideration, rather than letting her listen only to her friends.
Ayatsuki Iroha’s heart was too pure, and Morimoto Chiyoda was sure that the one who initially imagined the three-person date as an act of deliberate suppression wasn’t Ayatsuki Iroha. If it were, she would not have agreed so easily.
Even though she was influenced by her friends, Ayatsuki Iroha never blamed them for giving her bad advice; instead, she took all the blame upon herself. This was a rare quality, one that made people want to dote on such a responsible girl.
"Iroha, you really are too much," Morimoto Chiyoda said, pinching her cheek.
Ayatsuki Iroha blinked, her face showing a clueless expression. "Sister Chitose, I’ve always followed the law; I’ve never done anything bad."
"Exactly this." Morimoto Chiyoda gently poked her face, then couldn’t resist hugging her and squeezing her cheeks.
I’ve always wanted a little sister, and Ayatsuki Iroha perfectly matches all my fantasies of one. So adorable!
「...」
The trio’s outing continued until 7 p.m. before they decided to part ways. Morimoto Chiyoda had considered Ayatsuki Iroha’s age. If Iroha returned home too late, Morimoto Chiyoda worried her family might have concerns, so she decided to take her home at seven.
Ayatsuki Iroha waved her hand. "Sister Chitose, goodbye."
"I had a lot of fun today. Let’s play together again when you’re free," Morimoto Chiyoda said, her face beaming with a smile.
Aozawa had been an attendant for the day, carrying bags and keeping pace, yet he hadn’t felt bored at all. As long as he saw them getting along well and being happy, he was completely satisfied.
"Okay." Ayatsuki Iroha nodded, carrying the clothes Morimoto Chitose had helped her buy, as she returned home.
She turned to the side, pressed down the doorknob with her elbow, then pushed the door open with her body. Warm light shone in the entryway.
Ayatsuki Iroha called into the house, "I’m back!"
"Mhm." On the sofa, Ayaka seemed to be lazing about, but her body was already tensed, ready to spring up and eavesdrop on the details of the date.
Ah, since when did my sister become so reluctant to confide in me? Ayaka wondered. It probably started when I began sharing her personal confessions as jokes. Damn it, I blabbed too soon. If I’d known Iroha had so much going on, I should have kept quiet and waited until college to spill the beans.
Ayaka regretted it deeply.
Ayatsuki Iroha closed the door, took off her shoes, and headed to her room.
As soon as she opened the door, Tama Chan and Takahashi Saeko’s gazes simultaneously fell on the several shopping bags in her hands.
Looking at her expression and the shopping bags she was carrying, Takahashi Saeko could basically conclude that Morimoto Chiyoda had won her over. That rebellious outfit on her was like putting a killer suit designed for a hunting dog onto a husky; it had no intimidating power at all.
"Iroha, you seem very happy." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
Ayatsuki Iroha closed the door behind her, her face lit up with excitement. "Yeah, look, Sister Chitose bought me these clothes. I initially said it wasn’t necessary, but she insisted on gifting them to me. And look at this manicure; isn’t it beautiful?"
Seeing the sparkle in her eyes, Takahashi Saeko sighed inwardly, feeling it was a lost cause. With their relationship having progressed to this stage, there was almost no competition between them. Iroha had completely succumbed in just one day.
It wasn’t surprisingly fast; this was all within Takahashi Saeko’s expectations. Even before our ’trio date,’ I figured that if Morimoto Chiyoda opted for a charm offensive instead of trying to suppress her, Ayatsuki Iroha would hardly be able to resist.
"So, have you decided to agree?"
Hearing this question, Ayatsuki Iroha’s smile momentarily paused. After some thought, she let out a long sigh. "Saeko, I don’t know. I just can’t see any chance of winning, no hope. And if I continue like this, I feel there won’t be any changes. Even so, I will still persist."
Tama Chan flicked her forehead. "Alright, don’t talk like that, as if you’re fighting for us. If you want to do that, then do it. Saeko and I will support your decision no matter what. As long as you have no regrets, that’s what matters."
Although Tama Chan didn’t want Iroha to agree, she wouldn’t impose her own thoughts on Iroha. Besides, if Morimoto Chiyoda really wanted to play dirty, they would be there to watch over and correct things in time. If there was no foul play, then things would be simpler; they could just let the three of them carry on like that.
Ayatsuki Iroha was dumbstruck for a moment, her already wavering resolve weakened further. She turned to look at Takahashi Saeko.
"Maru’s right," Takahashi Saeko said, then joked, "If you desire it, we will naturally help you have a wonderful night. In that case, you can also count as a genuine Hot Girl."
Tama Chan added with a laugh, "Right! In the past, your Hot Girl status always lacked that final step. Once you take that step, you’ll be a bona fide Hot Girl."
Ayatsuki Iroha’s face turned bright red. "Saeko, Maru, don’t talk like that."
"Hehe, not only will we talk about it, but we’ll also teach you some skills—our ultimate, secret techniques!" Tama Chan said, an innocent smile on her face as she broached the suggestive topic. She grinned cheekily, adding, "We guarantee that both you and Aozawa will enjoy extreme pleasure."
"Alright, there’s no need to talk so much about the first time." Takahashi Saeko shook her head. For the first time, there’s no way one can focus on techniques, she thought. The key is to just do it. So-called techniques are for later. For now, let’s think about how to ’package’ Iroha and make sure she successfully offers her ’first blood’.
"Saeko, don’t be so explicit!" Ayatsuki Iroha exclaimed. Knowing full well that what they were talking about was true, she was still immensely embarrassed, feeling her cheeks getting so hot they could cook a raw egg.
Takahashi Saeko pondered. "We’ll do it at night, of course. The atmosphere needs to be terrifying. Pick a good location, then plan a trip with Aozawa to stay at an inn for a few days. Maru and I will sleep in the next room, and you take advantage of the night to slip into Aozawa’s bed. The atmosphere is guaranteed to be exciting."
"N-No, that’s not okay!" Ayatsuki Iroha hurriedly shook her head.
Takahashi Saeko spoke seriously, "You just go when Maru and I are asleep, and there won’t be an issue. We won’t eavesdrop. I’ll check out some adventurous inns and see when we can make a reservation. Then, you can ask Aozawa if he’s free. We’ll use a club activity as a pretense to give him a huge surprise."
Ayatsuki Iroha felt dizzy, as the conversation took such a sharp turn. Yet, she couldn’t articulate her refusal and nodded. "Okay."
