Tokyo: Simulation Begins with the Big Sister Next Door

An Zeliang nodded, feeling very much looking forward to it.

No matter how realistic a simulation is, it can't compare to real life. Just thinking about being able to taste my wife's bento box makes me excited.

"Why……?"

Just then, Nakano Aoi rummaged through her lunch bag for a while, blushed, and took out a pair of chopsticks, saying with great difficulty.

"Anze... I... I was in such a hurry when I left that I think I only took one pair of chopsticks..."

"You can take them and use them. I'll go to the cafeteria and get a new pair."

As Nakano Aoi stood up to leave, her gaze swept over the clock hanging in the activity room, and her eyes froze.

On their way to the club activity room, they chatted for too long, wasting a lot of time.

If I go to the cafeteria to get chopsticks now, there won't be enough time to eat during my lunch break.

“Nakano-kun, we can just use one pair of chopsticks. You eat first, and I’ll eat later.”

Nakano Aoi immediately shook her head: "How can that be! By the time I finish eating, the bento will be cold, which won't be good for Anze's stomach. Anze should eat first."

Upon hearing this, An Zeliang lowered his head and ate a tamagoyaki from a lunchbox. The egg was soft and chewy, and a little sweet.

"Gululu..."

Smelling the aroma of the food, Nakano Aoi's stomach rumbled, and she quickly pressed her hands against her abdomen, her cheeks turning red.

Just then, a tamagoyaki (Japanese rolled omelet) was placed in front of her, held between chopsticks.

"How about... I take a bite, and you take a bite?"

Huh? Do you want to use the chopsticks that Anze bit?

Nakano Aoi hurriedly shook her head, but her gaze couldn't help but linger on the tip of the chopsticks.

“That’s true. After all, Nakano is a girl, so it’s not appropriate for her to use the chopsticks I’ve used…” Anze Liang hesitated deliberately. In fact, he had already thought of using the other side of the chopsticks, so that each of them could use one side, but he didn’t say it out loud.

"How could that be! I don't dislike Anze at all!"

Seeing that she had been misunderstood, Nakano Aoi hurriedly explained.

"I was afraid that Anze would think it was unclean after I bit him."

"Besides, I just saw it. Anze eats very elegantly; there wasn't a drop of saliva on the tips of his chopsticks."

"Hmm... Of course, even if there is saliva, I won't think it's dirty, and I certainly won't be disgusted by Anze!"

creak-

The door to the club activity room was opened, and Hoshimiya Rin stood in the doorway, her eyes calm.

She glanced at Nakano Aoi, then at Yasuzawa Ryo, and spoke slowly in her usual calm tone.

"Anze, Nakano."

"Have you two progressed to the point of exchanging saliva?"

Chapter 134, Section 132: President, are you jealous again?

"According to statistical surveys, 83 percent of high school couples will develop a relationship where they exchange saliva."

"That is, what is scientifically known as kissing."

Hoshimiya Rin sat in his chair, legs crossed, quietly watching the two people in front of him who were behaving like obedient children who had done something wrong. Then, he took out his notebook and continued to talk about the data: "However, 67 percent of couples will choose to kiss in a safe place, while the remaining 33 percent of couples prefer to seek excitement and kiss in an unsafe place."

"It's one thing for Anze to be a pervert, but I never expected Nakano to be the type who likes seeking thrills too,"

As they spoke, Hoshimiya Rin glanced at Mino Aoi, then began making notes in her small brown notebook. It was unclear what she was writing down…

"No, no, we're not in that kind of relationship." Nakano Aoi blushed and waved her hands repeatedly to show that they were innocent.

however.

Hoshimiya Rin did not respond to her, but continued to write things down on her own, which left Nakano Aoi feeling helpless.

"Hoshimiya-kun, where did you hear all these strange statistics from?" Anze Liang didn't explain the relationship, but instead complained.

In response, Hoshimiya Rin paused her writing, nodded slightly, and replied calmly, "We live in the age of electronic information. Many data and papers that used to require visiting several libraries can now be found simply by clicking a mouse and entering a few keywords."

"And I'm very good at clicking the mouse and typing."

"If Anze doesn't know how, I can teach you in the club activity room."

"Wait, Hoshimiya-kun, you've gone off-topic! I just want to know, Hoshimiya-kun, why are you looking up this kind of data online when you have nothing better to do?" Anze Liang interrupted Hoshimiya Rin's serious expression, revealing a guessing look.

"Could it be that the president is privately interested in this kind of data?"

"Or is it that the president is very interested in romance?"

“I’m very interested in everything. Because if you want to study an object or a person, you have to be interested in it first, and then you will be motivated to study it.” Hoshimiya Rin said, her gaze quietly meeting Anze Ryo’s, without any sign of backing down.

Nakano Aoi blinked, looked at Anze Ryo, then at Hoshimiya Rin... something seemed off.

"The president is really dedicated," An Zeliang replied with a smile while eating.

Hoshimiya Rin withdrew her gaze and said nothing more. She walked to the table, sat down gracefully, put down her lunchbox, took out her chopsticks, and began to eat in small bites. Her eating manners were elegant and meticulous, with only her cheeks moving slightly, like a little hamster quickly peeling almond shells.

Then, the atmosphere became a little strange.

Nakano Aoi, who couldn't get a word in edgewise, had her fair face turn the color of the octopus sausage in her lunchbox—red on the outside and pink on the inside. She wanted to explain something, but the atmosphere was too strange, and she didn't know how to start.

Wait... why am I in such a hurry to explain?

Nakano Aoi looked at the lunchbox and suddenly fell into deep thought.

After a moment of silence, she glanced at the seemingly normal club president and explained slowly, "It's this..."

"Yes, last night some bad guys tried to harm me and my sister-in-law, but Anze found out and helped catch them."

"To express my gratitude, my sister-in-law specially made a bento for me to take to Anze this morning, but... I left in such a hurry that I only brought a pair of chopsticks, which is why the incident happened at the beginning... Please don't misunderstand, President."

"Misunderstanding? Why do you say that?" Hoshimiya Rin swallowed the food in her mouth and calmly looked at Nakano Aoi.

“Because you, President…you…uh…” Nakano Aoi wanted to say something, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that Hoshimiya Rin really hadn’t misunderstood.

After all, the company president never said they were a couple. It was all just speculation based on big data... It was just that she was too eager to explain.

Thinking of this, Nakano Aoi glanced at Anze Ryo for no apparent reason, slowly lowered her head, and began to eat without saying a word.

Hoshimiya Rin then shifted her gaze to Anze Ryo: "Anze-kun, I remember you encountered a criminal on the road when you were in school before."

"Moreover, you also unexpectedly discovered the serial killer's secret room."

"In the end, all you did was sleep at home and you encountered bad guys who tried to harm Nakano-kun."

"Anze...have you been having really bad luck lately?"

Nakano Aoi, who was eating dry rice, paused for a moment, then thought carefully about what Hoshimiya Rin had said and realized that it was indeed true. It seemed that Ansawa-kun's luck hadn't been very good lately.

Thinking of this, Nakano Aoi frowned slightly and said with a hint of worry, "The probability of encountering so many criminals in a row is indeed very small, and if you keep encountering bad luck in a short period of time, it must be bad luck."

"When I was reading a book before, I heard an old saying from the East: 'When it rains, it pours; when you're sailing, it's always the same…'"

As Nakano Aoi finished speaking, she haltingly recited a Chinese proverb in her not-so-fluent Chinese, but halfway through, she couldn't remember what the last half was.

After all, although she liked Eastern culture and had been studying related books, the written culture of China was simply too vast. Often, a simple sentence contained a great deal of cultural background, making the process of learning and understanding it extremely difficult.

The sentences I finally managed to memorize disappeared from my brain in the blink of an eye.

"Sigh, I forgot again. I clearly remembered it this morning... It's used to describe someone who's very unlucky." Nakano Aoi said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Is it like when it rains, it pours, and when you're sailing, you run into a headwind?" An Zeliang replied with a smile.

"Correct!"

Nakano Aoi nodded immediately, looking at Anze Ryo with a bit of disbelief.

"Anze really knows a lot about Chinese culture... I only said one sentence, and you immediately knew which one I was referring to..."

"I just happened to have seen it; it was just luck," An Zeliang said with a modest smile.

Who told him to have gone through nine years of compulsory education...

After thinking for a moment, An Zeliang glanced at the bento box and said, "Nakano-kun, if you have any questions or want to learn about Chinese culture in the future, you can ask me. I will answer you whenever I have time. Consider this a reward for this deluxe bento box."

"Uh-huh!"

Nakano Aoi nodded, then took...

He picked up his phone, opened an app, and held the phone screen in front of An Zeliang.

“Anze, it seems we haven’t exchanged Line numbers yet, have we? We usually communicate via phone calls and text messages.”

"How about we add each other on Line? That would make chatting or sending pictures much easier."

"Okay, I'll download and register an account. Add me."

Line is a social media app commonly used in Japan, similar to WeChat and Tencent in China, but it doesn't have the same level of influence as WeChat in China, and it's not used for work.

Many young people still communicate with each other using text messages and email, just like before, and occasionally use Twitter.

While downloading and installing the software, An Zeliang said, "Nakano-kun, there's actually a very simple way to learn about Chinese culture: start by understanding its basics, like clothing, food, housing, and transportation. As for food, while the Chinese snacks here in Japan aren't authentic, they're enough for learning. It's just that the clothing aspect isn't quite right."

"I'll send you some clothing styles from China when I have time."

"Okay."

An Zeliang couldn't help but indulge in a little daydreaming, such as the ethereal, high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) and the passionate, unrestrained Tang suit.

After indulging in Japanese cuisine for a while, it's also good to savor the flavors of home; only then can one be considered truly well-rounded.

Ring ring ring!

Suddenly, a cell phone alarm rang, interrupting Nakano Aoi and Yasuzawa Ryo's conversation. The two paused, their eyes turning to the phone's owner, Hoshimiya Rin.

"Sorry, I accidentally pressed the alarm ringtone. I hope I didn't disturb you."

Hoshimiya Rin calmly turned off her phone and smoothly joined their conversation. Then she began to offer her suggestions, seemingly without a care in the world.

"I just had a suggestion."

"Since Anze has been having such bad luck lately, why don't we all go with you to the shrine and get a lucky charm?"

The so-called omamori is a kind of amulet or charm in Japan.

“That makes sense. Let’s schedule a time on Line later.”