Tokyo: Starting with the Gear-Conscious Male Gods!

Chapter 26 Report on everything!

However, the distance was still a bit far, and Shirakawa Yuta couldn't hear some of what was being said clearly, only managing to catch a few keywords intermittently.

When asked about leaving, going on her own, and whether it was safe, Chiba Sena turned around and glared at him when she heard about "underground idol groups."

He clicked his tongue. If he wanted to explain, he would have to admit that he had eavesdropped. If he didn't explain, he felt a little uncomfortable.

In the end, he could only silently swallow this bitter pill and continue listening to their conversation.

Half a day later, after hearing the words "stay," Shirakawa Yuta knew that the two had reached an agreement.

Just as he stretched and was about to go upstairs to take a shower and go to bed, Chiba Daio waved at him and called him over as well.

After Shirakawa Yuta sat down with some confusion, Chiba Daio said:

"If nothing unexpected happens, I should be going back tomorrow."

Yuta Shirakawa raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised, and said, "So early?"

Chiba Daio nodded: "Yes, the shop we chose on the island is about to start renovations. Hoshina's mother has to take care of her grandmother, so I have to go back and oversee it."

Yuta Shirakawa nodded knowingly, "Sorry, have a safe journey."

Chiba Daio waved his hand and continued:

"Before I leave, there are a few things I need to tell you."

"The first thing is that this lease on the apartment expires in less than a month, so you'll need to find a place to rent yourself. I was originally planning to find places for you both before you left, but construction is suddenly starting over there, so I can't do anything about it."

Yuta Shirakawa nodded. He had expected this and had even looked at several places online. The only thing he hadn't expected was that Sena Chiba would be coming along, so the one-bedroom apartments he had looked at before could be ruled out.

He completely ignored the word "separation" in Chiba Daio's words. After all, just as no one can refuse Kudo Shizuka and Kuriyama Chiaki, who can refuse to see Nakamori Akina when they wake up in the morning?

"The second thing is about Sena's performance..."

"Ouch."

Chiba Daiki was speaking when Shirakawa Yuta let out a strange cry.

Someone suddenly stepped on his foot, and a sharp pain shot through his instep. He knew without a doubt who it was.

"What's wrong?"

Faced with Chiba Daio's question, Shirakawa Yuta glanced at Chiba Sena's feigned concern and gritted his teeth, saying, "It's nothing, I just bumped my leg."

Chiba Daio nodded, said "Be careful," and then continued:

"We don't object to Sena going to perform; after all, it's her hobby and her freedom. Our only concern is her safety. When Sena performed before, her mother was able to follow behind. Now that we're leaving, we'll have to ask Yuta for help."

"Wait a minute, you guys knew all along?!"

Chiba Sena suddenly looked up, her face full of disbelief.

Chiba Daio said matter-of-factly, "We knew that the first time you went to perform."

"He didn't tell you that???"

Chiba Daio glanced at Shirakawa Yuta, whom his daughter was pointing at, and although he was a little confused, he still said, "No, he had just arrived when you first went to the performance. How could he have said that?"

"How did you know that?"

"Have you forgotten that you forgot your phone when you first went to a performance? People kept calling and texting you, and that's when we found out."

Chiba Sena fell silent. She had thought it was Shirakawa Yuta who said it, so what she had just done...

Yuta Shirakawa finally got his chance to retaliate. He gave Sena Chiba an evil smile and, without waiting for her to beg for mercy, said directly:

"No problem, Uncle Chiba! I will definitely take good care of Chiba Sena. No matter what happens, I will report to you immediately!"

After saying that, Shirakawa Yuta emphasized again: "Report everything!"

Upon hearing Shirakawa Yuta's words, Chiba Sena felt as if her world had collapsed. What difference was there between reporting everything and having a surveillance camera installed on her body?

Yuta Shirakawa completely ignored the pleading look in her eyes. If he knew what Sena Chiba was thinking, he would definitely tell her:

He is different from surveillance cameras; surveillance cameras don't exaggerate, but he does!

Seeing that her pleas for mercy were ineffective, Chiba Sena turned her gaze to Chiba Daio, about to refuse, but was interrupted by Daio waving his hand:

"There's no room for discussion. If he doesn't go, then you shouldn't go either."

Chiba Sena: "..."

……

Back in his room, Shirakawa Yuta couldn't help but chuckle as he thought about Chiba Sena's utterly hopeless expression at the end.

It felt so good to vent my anger by letting her frame me without even knowing the facts.

Actually, Shirakawa Yuta was quite happy that Chiba Sena was able to stay, not only because she looked like Nakamori Akina, but also because she was the first person his age he met in Hachioji City.

Although Chiba Sena would occasionally tease him, she didn't mean any harm. After making a mistake, she would take the initiative to buy him food to apologize. Just like his previous assessment, she was just a tsundere.

He didn't have many friends in Tokyo to begin with, and he cherished each and every one of them.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered what Chiba Sena had said tonight about letting Uemura Nozomi work part-time, and he actually had an idea about it.

If this can be achieved, it will not only solve the problem once and for all, but it will also greatly alleviate the other person's life pressure.

Without hesitation, Shirakawa Yuta took out his phone and sent a message to Uemura Nozomi on LINE: Are you asleep?

Actually, this was the first message they sent each other after adding each other on Line.

Nozomi Uemura was indeed still awake; she was searching online for a suitable part-time job.

Although Chiba Sena gave her 20,000 yen tonight, which eased her immediate crisis, she would still need money after leaving the hospital.

To pay for my mother's medical treatment, we've already mortgaged our house. We're still wondering where she'll stay after she's discharged from the hospital in a few days, not to mention how much food and drink we'll need.

Moreover, she was also thinking of redeeming her paintbrush...

"Beep beep~"

Nozomi Uemura was taken aback when she saw the message that suddenly popped up on her phone, but she still subconsciously replied: Not yet, what's wrong?

Yuta Shirakawa: I have a part-time job here, would you like to do it?

Nozomi Uemura: Part-time job? What kind of part-time job?

Yuta Shirakawa: I'll draw the manga, and you'll be my assistant. I'll handle the story, outline, dialogue, character design, and storyboarding, etc. You'll be responsible for backgrounds, clean-up, line work, coloring, and drawing background characters and other miscellaneous tasks. How does that sound? Even though you paint with watercolors, these are all basic skills, right? Can you handle it?

Nozomi Uemura's heart skipped a beat, and when she saw that she could also do drawing as a part-time job, she almost agreed immediately. However, she forced herself to calm down just before sending the message.

Nozomi Uemura: No problem, but I'd like to ask how much money you can get?

Although she really liked the part-time job, she would still prefer to work as a restaurant server or convenience store clerk if the pay was too low.

After all, she needs money more than her dreams and hobbies right now.