My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

The car stopped at the famous Shinjuku Kabuki Ichibancho in Tokyo.

It's still a bit early at this time, the sun hasn't set yet, and it's not yet time to start construction on this famous Happy Street.

Tamaki Hikaru got out of the car and looked at the flower street before the neon lights, as well as the vague glances from the roadside, and couldn't help but feel guilty.

Although he was mentally prepared, he didn't look like an adult, and it felt like passers-by might report him at any time.

"Just playing half a game."

Tamaki Hikaru muttered quietly.

He's not a rookie who doesn't know anything. Although Kabukicho is a famous happy street, real veterans usually don't come here.

Without him, the vegetarian and meat dishes are priced at half a set at most, which is only suitable for freshness and business entertainment.

Although it is expensive, it makes the chicken look good, and eating less makes it look like the money is well spent.

All in all, as a poor man in the past, Tamaki Hikaru despised this kind of behavior that relied on external packaging that had nothing to do with the main drama to drive up the price of goods.

"What are you thinking about?"

Imadegawa Himetsu sat in the car and poked Tamaki Hikari's lower back with something in her hand.

"What are you doing standing there? Holding an umbrella."

The thing Imadegawa Himetsu used to poke him was the black parasol that Tamaki Hikaru had seen several times.

Naoko seemed to have no intention of getting out of the car, so the task of holding the umbrella was handed over to Tamaki Hikaru.

Vampires are indeed very troublesome.

Tamaki Hikari opened the umbrella, covering Imadegawa Himetsuki from the warm sunshine and casting a shadow.

Imadegawa Himezuki stretched out her legs wrapped in stockings and stepped on the ground.

Her college uniform was more cumbersome and thicker than others, and except for her pretty face and hands, no trace of skin was exposed.

Although sunlight can't kill her, no one likes the feeling of being burned by flames.

Except Yachiyo Yayoi.

It is this piece of clothing with a special design that makes Imadegawa Himezuki look like a special cosplayer.

There are many people wearing cosplay costumes on the streets in Tokyo, but in Kabukicho, it basically means only one thing.

Which store is this from? When did such a beautiful seedling need to go into the sea? Wouldn’t it be better to just become a model or actor?

Surprised eyes gathered like a swarm of bees attracted by flowers, and Hikaru Tamaki, who was standing next to the car holding an umbrella, was also noticed by many people.

Don’t get me wrong, although there is a Cowherd shop on this street, it’s not what I’m looking for.

The eyes of some young ladies who were resting and getting ready for the evening work were glowing green when they looked at Tamaki Hikari.

No matter how good-looking a woman is, she is still a competitor, but men are different.

There is no doubt that they have reversed the relationship between Tamaki Hikaru and Imadegawa Himetsu.

I mistakenly thought that Imadegawa Himetsuki was the young lady who was brought out by the rich second generation.

They gathered together in a complex and somewhat scrutinizing way, with unhidden malice and jealousy.

Imadegawa Himetsuki frowned, raised her head and looked around, her wine-red eyes slightly showing blood.

Everyone who met his gaze shivered instantly, turning their heads and not daring to look directly at him. An unreasonable sense of fear suddenly rose in their hearts.

"Okay, let's go."

After clearing away these annoying eyes, Imadegawa Himezuki lowered her head slightly.

Just as Tamaki Hikaru was about to lift his feet, the hand holding the umbrella was pulled over by Imadegawa Himetsuki.

"Do you know how to hold an umbrella? Come closer. Do you want me to burn it in front of so many people?"

As he spoke, he naturally hugged Tamaki Hikaru's arm, and the distance between the two was infinitely shortened.

Tamaki Hikaru silently glanced at the umbrella in his hand. The last time he opened the umbrella, it seemed that Yachiyo Yayoi's whole body was pressed against his body.

But it was different from that time. This time it was just holding hands normally.

"What's wrong? You didn't move even one step. Did you suddenly flinch?"

"Because you want to enter the custom street?"

Imadegawa Himetsuki seemed to have gotten over the major defeat in the car just now, and her signature smirk appeared on her lips again.

"How could it be? I was just looking forward to what a succubus custom shop would be like."

"On your side, it wouldn't be a good idea to enter a place like this with me, right?"

Tamaki Hikari glanced at her, and the two walked towards Kabukicho.

"Haha, what's wrong?"

Thick and delicate clothes are not only a good helper for Imadegawa Himetsuki to resist the sun, but they are also the armor that supports her cold and arrogant look.

When Imadegawa Himetsuki appears in public, she will not show any signs of disgrace or fear.

It's just a trivial matter.

"Hello sir, our store just opened today, are you interested in taking a look?"

A slim woman in a bunny girl costume held a sign in one hand and rushed towards the enthusiastic one.

Before the sound came, the surge of the waves arrived first, and then the leaflets were handed over along with the shaking.

"Sorry, I already have a female companion."

Tamaki Hikaru waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need it.

If you accept the other party's flyer, you may be pestered by the other party for a long time.

"It doesn't matter, we can also pick up guests with female companions."

The other party patted his chest and said, the waves of passion surging like ocean waves.

Um? Are all the half-suit shops so good now?

Tamaki Hikaru glanced down subconsciously. There were indeed many tricks, from basic free-playing to multiplayer sitcom-style play, and even simulated shooting.

It seems that the emerging acg culture is also of great help to these traditional industries.

However, Tamaki Hikaru had something serious to do today, so he slightly pushed Imadegawa Himetsuki with his elbow, signaling her to scare away the solicitor.

But she didn't respond. Tamaki Hikaru unexpectedly turned his head and saw Imadegawa Himetsuki in a daze.

"what to do?"

He whispered in her ear and poked her twice to wake her up.

"He said we don't need it, can't you hear him?"

The bunny girl who was trying her best to sell her products met the red eyes of Imadegawa Himetsuki, and her bunny ears shrank in fear on the spot.

"sorry Sorry sorry!"

The repeated behavior of bowing down and apologizing made Tamaki Hikaru wonder if Imadegawa Himetsuki had used too much force.

"Are you angry?"

It wasn't until he walked a little further that Tamaki Hikari could still hear a faint apology behind him.

"No."

Imadegawa Himetsuki decisively denied his speculation, and her expression returned to normal.

"I just feel that they are wearing so little and wandering around the streets openly. Don't you feel ashamed?"

Tamaki Hikaru laughed dumbly and complained.

"You have less fabric than what they wear at night, right?"

Although she is a bunny girl, at least she has a deep V swimsuit and pantyhose.