Tokyo: Simulation Begins with the Big Sister Next Door

"Well, on my way home, I remembered that tomorrow is a holiday, so I don't need to get up early. So, I want to relax with Anze tonight, like playing games all night long."

Rin Hoshimiya spoke calmly, as if she were recounting something perfectly normal.

But is it really normal for someone with your public persona to say something like that?

Anze Liang wasn't stupid; he understood that Hoshimiya Rin's goal wasn't the game. After all, she wasn't someone who liked playing games.

As for Hoshimiya Rin's purpose, he probably guessed it, but since Hayano-sensei was at home tonight, Anze Liang didn't want to bring Hoshimiya Rin back, otherwise nothing would happen.

"President, I'm a bit tired today and don't want to play games. Why don't you come back tomorrow? We can play all night. Anyway, the day after tomorrow is Sunday, so we don't have to get up early," An Zeliang refused.

"Oh, that's true. Anze must be quite tired after a busy day."

Hoshimiya Rin nodded slightly, and then, just when Anze Ryo thought she was going to leave tactfully, Hoshimiya Rin said something else.

"It's okay. You can rest when you get back to your room. I can play games by myself."

"?"

Why can't you go back to your own home to fight?

Of course, An Zeliang couldn't say this directly, otherwise it would be too tactless.

He realized that the club president was determined to get into his house today. Was he really going to give it away for free?

If Hayano-sensei weren't at home, Yasuzawa Ryo really wouldn't have refused. But he had no choice but to choose between the two, so of course he'd choose the teacher.

"President, do you have a computer at home?" An Zeliang asked.

Hoshimiya Rin didn't respond, but simply looked at Anze Ryo quietly. Her slightly pale face was bathed in the dim light, which softened her coldness and added warmth, making her look inexplicably much more docile.

An Zeliang ignored her expression and continued, "If you're not answering, then it proves you have a computer. Since you have a computer at home, Xinggong-san, you can go home and play, so I can get a good night's sleep."

"Who said I have a computer at home?"

"?"

"I don't have a computer at home."

When Hoshimiya Rin solemnly uttered this lie, Anze Ryo was momentarily speechless.

How could you tell such a lie? And with such a serious expression, do you think I'd believe you?!

You idiot president!

However, An Zeliang quickly regained his composure and continued, "It's okay. Didn't you buy a computer from my house yesterday? You can take it home and play with it."

"No. I want to play at your house."

"?"

An Zeliang blinked... Why does the president's voice sound a bit like he's being coquettish?

But how can someone act cute without any expression?

It must be an illusion.

Although it seems kind of cute, I can't help but think of Hayano-sensei's mature figure...

An Zeliang reluctantly continued to refuse, saying, "President, it's really late now, you should rest! According to statistics, 100% of girls who stay up all night playing games will become ugly. You don't want to become ugly, do you?"

An Zeliang treated him with the utmost patience, as if he were coaxing a child.

Seeing this, Hoshimiya Rin pursed her lips slightly, looking rather unhappy. Then, as if she had thought of something, she lowered her head and took out her phone, seemingly finally deciding not to continue fooling around and to call the driver to pick her up.

An Zeliang also breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally can go home!

"Dudu."

After her fair fingers silently tapped the screen twice, Hoshimiya Rin looked calmly at Anze Ryo.

“If you don’t play games with me, I’ll call the police and say you just molested me.”

"...?"

Are you inviting me to a samurai duel?

An Zeliang was completely numb.

This action is actually in line with the cunning and scheming Hoshimiya Rin; it's the only thing that fits her character today!

"President, are you serious?"

"Well, if you don't let me go to your house, I'll call the police right now."

An Zeliang: "..."

"Anze, let's go home and play games."

Before Anze Liang could answer, Xing Gong Lin had already started walking, her strappy heels clicking as she stepped into the elevator and pressed the open button.

"What if I don't want to go home?" An Zeliang looked at her, still making a last-ditch effort.

"fine."

Hoshimiya Rin quietly withdrew her hand, her eyes calm.

"Then I'll go to your house alone."

"Have you got the key?"

"I will break down the door."

"When did you learn this move?"

"........."

Hoshimiya Rin didn't say anything, but she had a look on her face that said, "I've got you cornered."

She didn't urge An Zeliang to get on the elevator, but just stood quietly inside. Every time the elevator doors were about to close, she would gently press the open button.

Squeak...squeak...squeak...

The elevator doors opened and closed repeatedly, but they just wouldn't close, silently demonstrating the girl's persistence.

An Zeliang sighed; he couldn't possibly use any forceful methods to drive away Xinggong Lin.

After all, the person who bled that night... could very well have been Hoshimiya Rin.

It would be unreasonable for him to drive away Hoshimiya Rin.

An Zeliang's thought was that if two people had bled that night, he would rather be a scumbag and take responsibility than drive one of them away.

"Okay, let's go home."

An Zeliang strode into the elevator.

Hoshimiya Rin didn't show much joy either, she just nodded slightly to him, her fair fingertips slowly letting go of the tormented door open button, and pressed the floor number of Anzawa Ryo's apartment.

"Beep, beep, beep... Ding!"

The elevator arrived at the station, and the two quickly walked to the apartment door. An Zeliang took out his key and slowly opened the door.

The entryway light was on, casting bright light on Anze Liang and Xingmiya Rin, and casting two long, dark shadows behind them.

"Welcome home!"

The moment the door opened, a soft female voice, tinged with a hint of shy anticipation, rang in their ears.

Hayano Hoshiko was at the entrance, bending down to greet her homeowner.

Today, Hayano-sensei was very different, completely different from usual, making Yasuzawa Ryo unable to bear it.

I couldn't help but take a second look.

Her long hair was all gathered at her right shoulder, and the stray hairs were braided into a plait and tied with a white hair tie. The soft, fluffy ends of her hair rested on her collarbone, close to her fair skin.

A touch of lip gloss on my lips made them look rosy, glossy, soft, and approachable, with a subtle hint of lavender perfume.

Her overall style of dress is very much like that of a married woman.

Furthermore, Hayano Hoshiko was only wearing an apron... the legendary nude apron.

This apron was a free gift from the convenience store to Ryo Ansawa, a regular customer. It's not very big and is perfect for slender people, like Rin Hoshimiya.

However, this size is clearly a bit too much for Hayano Hoshiko to wear as an apron.

The thin, narrow layer of fabric could only, like the holy light priest in some animations, use its frail body to cover the most important scenes.

It feels like I've seen everything, yet it also feels like I haven't seen anything at all.

For a moment, An Zeliang temporarily forgot about Hoshimiya Rin behind him, and looked intently at Hayano Hoshiko, feeling an urge to deduct the photographer's chicken leg lunchbox.

You're wary of even gentlemen?!

How can I know what is unhealthy if you don't show me how unhealthy it is?

What kind of good person would prevent teenagers from identifying unhealthy content?

Hayano Hoshiko, with her head down, didn't notice that the number of people at the door was wrong. She clasped her hands on her apron, bent over, and the two ties on her apron were tied into a trembling bow on her snow-white back, as if it might break at any moment.

hiss……

As Anze Liang gazed at Hayano Hoshiko, who was bowing deeply, he narrowed his eyes, his heart filled with endless emotions.

It's shaking, very shaking.

How come he didn't notice before that the entryway light was too bright!

The white light was so intense it hurt the eyes!

At this moment, Hayano Hoshiko also blushed and said.

"Master...Master, I have cleaned the bedroom and bathroom, and the meal is ready."

"Hmm... do you want to take a shower first, or eat first, or... or..."

Before Hayano Hoshiko could finish her shy yet alluring words, a voice that shouldn't have appeared suddenly interrupted her.

"Thank you."

"I won't shower or eat, I'll just play games first."

"?"

Why does that voice sound so familiar?