Su Bai, who had been playing games for three days and three nights straight, woke up to find himself in a completely unfamiliar place.
Around him were Japanese cup noodles, empty drink bottles, and used tissues—it was clearly a single-family house apartment belonging to a man who didn't particularly care about cleanliness.
"My life will change from now on," Su Bai had only this premonition, but couldn't say whether the change was good or bad.
He got up, went to the washbasin, turned on the tap, and splashed water on his face, trying to 'wash' away his face that looked much worse than before.
Once again, he saw his ordinary face, completely different from before, in the mirror. The Japanese calendar, the face wash, and the fact that he woke up in a completely strange place confirmed his premonition.
I, Su Bai, have transmigrated, transmigrated to Japan.
Silent, he noticed strange images coming from his mind.
Memories, the memories of another 'me', vast and complex. After all, with 20 years of life, it wasn't much different from Su Bai's previous life.
'I', Kinoshita Kazuya, a freshman at Reinma University, majoring in Business Administration, lived in Tokyo—a useless college student.
His family owned a small hotel and convenience store, so they had some assets. His appearance gave a plain impression, a common, somewhat heavy-duty LSP college student, who seemed a little sleazy in the eyes of girls.
Perhaps it's not good to say that about the original owner. But in the hearts of those around him, the original owner probably seemed like a vain, insecure, lustful, and indecisive person.
In everyone's eyes, he was a useless male college student whose flaws far outnumbered his virtues.
Standing in front of the washbasin, Su Bai... no, now called Kinoshita Kazuya, he scratched his brown short hair that lacked any fashionable style and sorted his thoughts.
His current headache was how to play the role of Kinoshita Kazuya in this life game. Although he had the original owner's memories, things like personal relationships wouldn't be a problem.
However, he and the original owner were almost completely different in personality. Transmigration, this event beyond common sense and privacy, should be kept a secret. It seemed he needed to hide for a while and then slowly reveal his true self.
"Fortunately, it's a time of heartbreak, any change can be used as an excuse for heartbreak." The current Kinoshita Kazuya felt happy about 'my own' heartbreak.
Although he felt sorry for the original owner of this body, people are selfish.
To avoid exposing his changes and to avoid accepting and deceiving the original owner's girlfriend (if there was one) and others, he chose to avoid unnecessary relationships.
However, family is not like others! Trouble...
……
For the past two days, besides going out for food, 'Kinoshita Kazuya' had been hiding at home, carefully adapting to Japanese culture and using his phone to learn about the outside world, while gathering information from chat records.
The train arrived at the station, and he got off.
The reason he went out today was because the original owner, using "a certain method" he accidentally discovered on his phone, was going on a date with a girl, and today was the date set a week ago.
Although he had been transmigrated on weekends for the past two days, which gave him time to stay home, as a college student, he still had classes, and it was inevitable that he would have conversations with his friends.
Conveniently, although he could speak some Japanese before, he wasn't fluent. Plus, with the memories he got from the original owner, it would be best to find a stranger who had nothing to do with him to practice speaking Japanese.
Therefore, Rental Girlfriend, Mizuhara Chizuru, you are my Kinoshita Kazuya's tool.
......
"Orange shirt, striped pants." A beautiful girl with brown long hair suddenly appeared in front of him.
"You are Kazuya-kun, right?" Mizuhara Chizuru looked up at Kinoshita Kazuya with a downward angle, making a very girlfriend-like move.
"Yes, I am Kinoshita Kazuya." Kinoshita Kazuya smiled politely: "You are Mizuhara Chizuru-san, nice to meet you."
Mizuhara Chizuru was stunned by Kinoshita Kazuya's flat greeting. After blinking, she said: "Great, I finally got to meet you."
The smile, perfectly fitting the innocent and pitiful girlfriend image listed on the agency, appeared.
Mizuhara Chizuru, delicate and pretty face, bright white skin, brown hair as smooth as a waterfall, and an undeniable feminine figure, plus her slender waist and long legs, even among entertainers, she was a top-level appearance. In the original owner's words, she was undoubtedly an S-level beautiful girl.
Mizuhara Chizuru walked towards Kazuya, her movements very natural.
"Is Kazuya-kun's home over here?" The conversation atmosphere was completely controlled by Mizuhara Chizuru.
"No, I just chose this route to avoid seeing familiar people." Although he didn't want to be dominated in the conversation, it was better to agree for now.
The two chatted casually as they walked, and after a short distance, they saw a喫茶店, Mizuhara Chizuru invited Kazuya to go in and talk for a while.
"Yeah, okay." Kazuya nodded with his hands in his pockets.
……
The two sitting opposite each other felt strange. The lady was very enthusiastic towards the man, but the man was very indifferent. With their appearance, no matter how you think about it, it was very incongruous.
"Kazuya-kun, what year of university are you in?" Mizuhara Chizuru asked cutely, tilting her head.
It really matched the impression people had of a girlfriend, docile, cute, feminine, everything was perfectly over the top.
Communicating was like acting, but it was indeed acting, acting in a play called Rental Girlfriend.
"Freshman, what about you? Mizuhara-san." Kazuya took out his phone and tapped on LINE messages while talking.
"What a coincidence, I'm a freshman too, destiny!" Mizuhara Chizuru acted like she didn't see Kazuya's distracted behavior.
"But I'm already an adult, after all, I repeated a year. Mizuhara Chizuru-san should be 19, right?" Kazuya felt a little impolite and put away his phone.
"That's true, so you're an older brother then?" Mizuhara Chizuru seemed to be joking, creating an ambiguous, no, intimate atmosphere.
'Older brother? Yes, if I were Mizuhara Chizuru-san's older brother, ordinary people would be happy, wouldn't they?' Kazuya didn't deny the increasingly intimate atmosphere between them.
Kazuya propped his head up with his hand and looked at Mizuhara, noticing her glance at the menu and then picking it up.
"Oops, I got it backwards! Ehehe."
The girl in front of him was really cute when she played the fool, and this little action was really natural.
The girl, Mizuhara Chizuru, really loved acting, was she professional or was she used to acting in her daily life?
Acting, acting, life is like a play, play is like life.
I wonder what Mizuhara Chizuru, who seems so good at acting, is really like in her heart?
Until now, ignoring Mizuhara Chizuru's beautiful appearance, Kazuya had become interested in Mizuhara Chizuru.