Tokyo: Simulation Begins with the Big Sister Next Door

An Zeliang pondered for a while, and then a brilliant idea struck him: he would hire someone to help him pick the lock!

That way, you won't be breaking the law.

Because of his extensive previous simulation experiences, his simulated personality didn't follow the righteous path much, so An Zeliang was very familiar with all sorts of people from all walks of life.

Finding someone to help you pick the lock isn't difficult.

However, An Zeliang thought about it again and realized that involving people from all walks of life in this matter did not seem like a safe approach.

Standing at the entrance of the residential complex, looking at the apartment buildings in front of him, An Zeliang pondered for a while.

We decided to first conduct a thorough investigation of these six households, one by one.

Inspect with the naked eye.

For example, looking out the window.

Yes, this is the simplest and most direct method of investigation.

An Zeliang first identified the nearest apartment building and headed inside.

The old apartment building had broken locks on the doors, which An Zeliang opened with a simple push.

There's no elevator in the apartment building, only stairs. And the environment is dark and damp; it's hard to imagine the economic conditions of the people living here.

"The third floor isn't that high."

An Zeliang thought to himself as he stepped onto the stairs.

Just then, footsteps came from up the stairs.

Has someone come down?

An Zeliang looked up and was slightly taken aback. He saw a familiar figure.

The other person was carrying a large bag of household garbage and also saw An Zeliang.

"Anze-kun?" Saya Mina looked surprised, not expecting to see Anze Ryo here.

"Saya-kun, what's this...? Do you live here?" Anze Liang glanced at the household trash she was carrying, as if she had just finished cleaning the room.

"Um... I live upstairs." Saya Mina said this, her eyes slightly darting away, as if she was a little embarrassed to look at Yasuzawa Ryo.

The neighborhood I live in is really dilapidated. You can tell from the dark, damp and smelly stairwells that the people living here are not well-off.

Knowing that her classmates, especially the boy she had a crush on, knew she lived in a place like this... Saya couldn't help but feel a flush of embarrassment and heat.

"By the way, Anze-kun, what are you doing here?" Sayaka Mina whispered, changing the subject.

"I'm here to find a friend, but I don't know where he lives, so I'm looking for him building by building."

"That's it."

Sayaka hesitated for a moment, then said, "Um, Anze-kun, my family has already prepared dinner. If you don't mind, could you come over for a meal? After we eat, I can help you find your way around. I'm quite familiar with this area..."

She was a little afraid that Anze would reject her or dislike the environment here...

“Sure.” Anze Liang noticed Saya’s mood, so he didn’t refuse.

Moreover, more people mean more effort, and besides, Saya is a resident here, so she's definitely more familiar with the area.

With Saya around, I won't be mistaken for a thief when I'm peeking out the window.

"Okay! Anze, wait a moment, I'll be right back after I take out the trash," Saya Mina said immediately. There was a hint of delight in her voice.

Anze Ryo didn't mind at all, and even accompanied Saya Mina to throw out the trash, and then the two went upstairs together.

It just so happens that Saya also lives on the third floor.

“This is my home…” Saya Mina said softly as she stood in front of an old door, took out her key from her pocket, and opened the door.

"Um... Anze, please make yourself at home."

Stepping into the entryway, you enter a very small living room. The kitchen and living room are connected, which could also be called an open kitchen; it's just that the space is too small, so it had to be done this way.

The room and furniture were quite old. However, it was cleaned quite well, and you could even smell the food.

Saya was somewhat insecure. She understood her family's poor circumstances and was afraid of being disliked by Anze.

“Hmm.” An Zeliang didn’t mind and sat down at the table.

"Saya-kun, I'm a little hungry. Could you please get me some more rice?"

"Ah good!"

When Sayaka heard Anze Liang's words, she was stunned for a moment, then as if she suddenly realized something, a hint of joy appeared in her eyes, and she hurriedly ran to get rice.

Looking at the busy Saya, Yasuzawa Ryo sighed inwardly, a question rising in his mind.

Saya should be making a lot of money from her part-time jobs, so why is she living in such poverty? She seems even worse off than Tamamo.

"Anze, there's only one dish, you eat first... I'll make two more dishes now." Saya Mina brought the dishes over and said as she prepared to start cooking.

"No need, one dish is enough, and the portion is quite generous," An Zeliang quickly declined.

He was just being polite; he wasn't actually hungry.

An Zeliang doesn't want to eat.

However, he knew that if he refused directly, Saya would think he was being disliked.

Therefore, he doesn't care how much or how little food there is.

After several attempts by Yasuzawa Ryo to persuade her, Saya Mina finally gave up the idea of ​​stir-frying.

I must say, Saya's cooking skills are quite good; the dishes taste great. Although there were only inexpensive vegetables and no meat...

The two ate and chatted.

Out of curiosity, Anze Liang also subtly inquired about Saya's family situation.

Here I have to say, the simulated personality really came into being... They used Saya countless times, yet they didn't know about her family situation.

Saya is really pitiful.

Through conversation at the dinner table, An Zeliang learned that Saya's family situation was even worse than he had imagined...

Sayaka's father died early, and she and her mother depended on each other for survival from a young age.

However, my mother was diagnosed with uremia a few years ago and has to be hospitalized for dialysis from time to time. Like today, she is still in the hospital, and she is home alone.

She also had to deliver dinner to her mother that evening.

Saya used all the money she earned from those part-time jobs to pay for her medical expenses.

Although Japan has a very good healthcare system, the medical expenses required for dialysis are still unaffordable for ordinary people.

Hearing this, An Zeliang fell silent.

He thought about how he had taken advantage of Saya so many times in the simulation, even having her pay for his room...

Thankfully, I'm not that kind of person in real life, otherwise I'm afraid I'd wake up in the middle of the night and slap myself in shame, then spend hours in self-reflection.

“I’m working hard to earn money now, and my mother is getting better. I believe things will get better in the future!” Saya Mina said, full of anticipation for the future.

"Yes, it will be alright." An Zeliang was speechless and could only offer the simplest blessing.

then.

The two chatted for a while.

An Zeliang used the excuse of going to the toilet to enter the restroom.

When Sayaka saw Yasuzawa Ryo enter the restroom, she suddenly remembered something and quickly stood up to try to stop him, but the door had already been closed.

Sayaka Mina choked on her words.

Thinking that the underwear I had just washed hadn't been taken in yet, I knew Anze would definitely see it.

As she thought about it, Sayaka's face turned a little red.

However, surprisingly, I didn't feel any aversion to it...

She had a good impression of Anze, such an outstanding boy, and even liked him.

However, Sayaka also understood that Anze would not like her.

However... she still couldn't help but want to do something that would make Anze like her.

She was willing to give everything, even if it was just to become friends.

Before we knew it, a few minutes had passed.

Why hasn't Anze come out yet?

In the bathroom.

An Zeliang did not go to the toilet.

He thought about it for a while and realized that he had gotten Saya's help so many times in the simulation, even though it had nothing to do with reality. But since he had met her and she was a classmate, he should help her if he could.

After all, Saya was doing it for her family!

Think of this.

An Zeliang dialed his father's number in the mountains.

"Xiao Liang?"

"It's me, Dad! I need your help!"

An Zeliang looked at the pink panties hanging on the clothes rack and went straight to the point, showing no politeness to his father.

“A classmate of mine has a sick mother, so…” An Zeliang briefly explained the situation.

Then I heard my father, with his hearty voice, immediately reply: "No problem! Of course I'll help my classmate if he needs it!!"

"How much is it?"

"One million?"

"it is good!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Dad transferred the money immediately.

It wasn't that my father was trying to save face, but rather that a million dollars wasn't much to him.

Although An Zeliang came from a small town, his family was not poor.