Shirakawa Natsu holds the invitation. If she goes to Tokyo University, she will have to face Kimura Momo, but if she doesn’t go, the woman won’t come knocking on her door.

The landlady of a luxury apartment is usually of high quality, but it’s easy to run into trouble if you try to have an affair with someone close to you.

After weighing the pros and cons, Shirakawa Natsu decided to go to Tokyo University.

It has been two months since the start of the semester, but he was admitted through a special admissions program and was able to join the class directly.

Over the next two days, with Miyuki’s help, he completed the enrollment procedures and officially became a student at Tokyo University.

The University of Tokyo is directly connected to his apartment by subway, so he doesn’t need to take a ride with Miyuki.

On Monday, Shirakawa Natsu carried her backpack and walked into the University of Tokyo campus to attend school. Before leaving, she put her phone on silent.

The University of Tokyo was particularly lively in the morning, with young men and women coming and going, seemingly wanting to show their best side.

There are mature and alluring outfits, cute and girly styles, and even bespectacled girls with black-rimmed glasses.

University girls are bolder than high school girls, yet they are not as exposed to the dangers of the adult world.

Nude stockings, black stockings, fishnet stockings, over-the-knee stockings, bare feet, white stockings—you name it, they have it.

Shirakawa Natsu also saw a girl holding her boyfriend’s hand. Her stockings had an oval-shaped hole, revealing her leg flesh. It was unclear whether it was for a design or if she had worn them before coming.

“I knew I didn’t make a mistake coming here.” The emotions that Shirakawa Natsu had been suppressing these past few days were released as if they had been placed on Hashimoto Arina’s lips, and her whole body relaxed.

He asked the student next to him about the literature department building, and then walked in the direction the student was pointing.

“The Faculty of Arts, the Faculty of Arts.” Shirakawa Natsu had been here before when she went through the enrollment procedures, but the school buildings were all pretty much the same, and she felt a little dizzy for a moment.

He walked forward relying on his memory, and before he had gone far, he saw students pointing at the entrance of a teaching building, where there seemed to be quite a few people gathered.

Shirakawa Natsu, who also enjoyed watching a spectacle, immediately became interested and walked in that direction.

Even before getting close, one could hear a speaker playing a name on repeat: “Shirakawa Natsu~ Shirakawa Natsu~”

Shirakawa Natsu’s face darkened. She looked closely and saw that Shirakawa Natsu had long, straight black hair and a ninety-point appearance. Her long hair on the left side was braided into three braids.

She wore only a T-shirt on her upper body, which made her waist look slender, and super short hot pants on her lower body, from which a pair of long legs in black stockings stretched out. She wore white sneakers on her feet, and her whole person was full of energy.

It was Jingu Nao who was with Kimura Momo that day.

She held up a sign, constantly turning her head to look around; it had the name “Shirakawa Natsu” written in large letters.

“Damn it!” Shirakawa Natsu was completely exasperated. She cursed under her breath, too lazy to ask why, and turned to leave.

Jingu Nao spotted him immediately from the crowd. Holding a sign in one hand and a speaker in the other, she ran towards him, calling out, “Mr. Xia! Over here, Mr. Xia!”

As she shouted, the others noticed her and turned their gazes toward Shirakawa Natsumi.

Shirakawa Natsu saw several girls walking together, covered their mouths and looked at him, laughing as they looked.

“This guy.” Shirakawa Natsu slapped her forehead, turned around, sighed softly, and said to Jingu Nao, “Jingu-kun, have I offended you?”

“What did you say?” Jingu Nao chuckled, tilting her head with a lighthearted tone, as if she had inexhaustible energy. The speaker she was carrying was still calling his name repeatedly: Shirakawa Natsu, Shirakawa Natsu.

“Could you please turn off the sound system first?” Shirakawa Natsu covered his face, feeling countless gazes directed at him.

“Ah, sorry~” Jingu Nao stuck out her tongue, chuckled, and pressed the mute button. The world seemed to quiet down at that moment.

Seeing that there was no excitement to be had, the people nearby also left.

While Shirakawa Natsu was still figuring out how to start the conversation, Jingu Nao had already started talking excitedly: “The counselor asked me to show you around the classroom, but your phone has been unanswered. I went to find Kimura Momo-sensei, but she said you weren’t feeling well. I was worried you might get lost, so I waited for you on this only route.”

“No one is answering my phone?” Bai Chuanxia suddenly remembered that he disliked noise and, since it was his first day at school, his phone had been on silent.

He took out his phone and glanced at it. Sure enough, there were several missed calls. He saw the Huang Mao app, which was particularly conspicuous on the table.

He glanced at Jingu Nao again; her looks were already above 90, but he didn’t know her well enough yet, so he had to wait and see.

He put away his phone and smiled, “Thank you for your help, Jingu-kun.”

“Call me Nao~” Jingu Nao raised her hand and made a peace sign: “When I saw you with Kimura Momo-sensei that day, I thought you just looked younger, but it turns out you’re the same age as me.”

Shirakawa Natsu shrugged, feeling somewhat uncomfortable with the girl’s enthusiasm.

“Come with me~” Jingu Nao reached out and grabbed his hand, shaking the speaker in her hand: “I still have to go to the music club to return the speaker.”

Shirakawa Natsu looked helpless as she was led by the hand and jogged along. After a few steps, she suddenly stopped, stuck out her tongue, and said, “Sorry, I was walking too fast.”

She put her hands behind her back, shook the speaker, and walked a few steps with a smile, then took a few steps back.

Shirakawa Natsu was initially worried that their first meeting would be awkward, but he soon realized he was overthinking it.

Jingu Nao is a talkative character who can’t stop chatting. As they walked around the campus, she talked to him the whole way.

From recent weather changes to the school’s cultural landscape, and even which street has the best food, there’s nothing she won’t talk about.

Shirakawa Natsu didn’t even know where these topics started, but she never felt embarrassed or couldn’t continue the conversation.

As long as he nods in agreement, she finds the motivation to keep talking and then continues babbling on and on.

But that’s not a big problem; listening to her talk is just a way to pass the time.

Shirakawa Natsu’s gaze swept over her face again. She had been fooled by her looks when they last met; she clearly looked like a pretty literary girl.

Unexpectedly, she usually reads trashy literature.

“Natsu, over here, over here.” Jingu Nao stopped in front of an activity room, lightly jumped onto the steps, and waved to him.

Her way of addressing her has changed from Mr. Xia, to Shirakawa-san, then to Xia-san, and now it’s just Xia.

In the Eastern Kingdom, calling each other by name is only done among very close friends.

Shirakawa Natsu simply acted as a ruthless agreeing machine, and it seems her popularity level increased instantly.

She walked to the door of an activity room, knocked a few times, then pushed the door open with a grin and called out, “I’m here to return the sound system!”

After saying that, he picked up the speaker and skipped inside.

Shirakawa Natsu stood at the door without going in. If there were only girls inside, it wouldn’t be awkward for her to go in alone.

After Jingu Nao went inside, a boy came out and looked up to see Shirakawa Natsu standing outside.

He extended his hand and greeted her warmly: “Hi, you must be Shirakawa Natsumi.”

“Yes.” Shirakawa Natsu knew him because of Jingu Naoya’s recording device, and that’s how she knew his name.

The man took out a cigarette and offered it to me: “Want one?”

“No need, thank you.” Shirakawa Natsu waved her hand.

The man put the cigarette in his mouth: “Are you close to Jingu Nao?”

“I don’t think so, we haven’t known each other for very long.”

“Then you’d better not get too close to her,” the boy said with a smile.

“Does she have a boyfriend?” Upon hearing this, Bai Chuanxia instantly perked up. If she had a boyfriend and a girl with very low standards, then he wouldn’t be sleepy anymore.

The boy was taken aback by his reaction, wondering why he seemed even more excited. He shook his head and said, “You’ll find out later.”

After he finished speaking, he waved to him and turned to leave.

Not long after the boy left, Jingu Nao came out of the activity room with her eyes crinkling into crescent moons as she smiled, as if this girl had no worries at all.

“Let’s go, I’ll take you to the classroom.” Jingu Nao put her hands behind her back and winked mischievously.

Shirakawa Natsu ignored the boy’s words and followed behind her.

The energetic Jingu Nao was perfect for showing people around. In just one morning, he knew everything from which teacher liked to take attendance to which teacher’s wife was very beautiful.

The two ate lunch together in the cafeteria.

“Natsu must be very popular.” Jingu Nao put a piece of food in her mouth, looked at him and smiled, “Herbivore-type boys like you are especially popular now.”

Shirakawa Natsu noticed that when she smiled, her eyes would curve into crescent moons and reveal a row of neat teeth, which made everyone else feel better: “I spent my entire high school years in a hospital bed. After hearing what you said, I feel like I missed out on a fortune.”

“Ah, sorry.” Jingu Nao made a fist, slammed it on her head, and then stuck out her tongue with a smile.

“It’s okay, I’m already out of bed.” Shirakawa Natsu shrugged. “But I do have someone I like, let’s not talk about that for now.”

“No, I want to know~” Jingu Nao’s eyes lit up: “What happened next?”

“Sorry, I absolutely can’t say that.” Shirakawa Natsu shook her head. She had been too quick to speak. She felt embarrassed to say she had never liked anyone in front of a pretty girl. She couldn’t overcome her human weakness.

“I see.” Jingu Nao suddenly rested her chin on one hand, a sly glint in her eyes. “I understand now. This kind of relationship really can’t be known by others.”

“?” Shirakawa Natsumi’s eyes showed a question mark. Could it be that Kimura Momo had said something to her?

Clearly, Jingu Nao wasn’t one to keep secrets, and she laughed, “Since you’re here, you can see your sweetheart every day. It would be wonderful if you two could start dating smoothly.”

“I think you’ve misunderstood.” Shirakawa Natsumi’s lips twitched.

Jingu Nao gave a thumbs up: “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone that you like Ms. Momo. I’m very tight-lipped.”

“As expected.” Shirakawa Natsu rubbed his temples. Because the guess was so outrageous, he was too lazy to even refute it.

This girl in hot pants and black stockings smells great and is pretty, but she doesn’t seem to be very bright.

At that moment, he suddenly noticed that a stylish blonde woman at the next table was glancing in his direction, seemingly unintentionally.