Tokyo: Simulation Begins with the Big Sister Next Door

Hayano Hoshiko slowly raised her head, her gaze silently meeting Hoshimiya Rin's eyes.

"...?"

Hayano Hoshiko's rosy lips parted slightly as she stared in shock at the calm-looking girl.

Her face gradually turned red.

"You, you, you, you..." She was so embarrassed that she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Hayano Hoshiko's mind went blank. She quickly pressed her hands against her apron, desperately trying to cover up certain parts that Hoshimiya Rin shouldn't see.

Her cheeks, which had been only slightly flushed, were now completely red, like ripe apples, her face glistening with moisture, and her eyes were red, as if she were about to cry.

"Ms. Hayano is really dedicated."

"That's what Hoshimiya Rin said calmly."

"Tomorrow is the weekend, and tonight I still have to wear an apron to a student's house, serving them meals and bathing them? Is this really a teacher's duty?"

"Of course!!!"

Hayano Hoshiko's face turned bright red.

While stubbornly insisting on her position, she moved her smooth, slender legs under her apron, carefully retreating step by step towards the room, her hands always protecting the apron to prevent any accidents.

"As a teacher, it's my duty to care about my students... It's perfectly normal for me to cook a meal for Anze so he can study well!"

"However, now that you're all back, I'd like to go change my clothes first!"

As Hayano Hoshiko spoke, she finally moved her feet from the entrance hall into the living room, then turned around and ran towards the corner. From there, just a few more steps would lead to the guest bedroom of the apartment.

But Hoshiko Hayano seems to have underestimated her size and overestimated the weight-bearing capacity of the apron.

She had just run to the corner when her snow-white figure flashed by, the two straps of her apron suddenly billowing up, and she disappeared from their sight in an instant.

*Snap!* *Whoosh...*

With the sound of something breaking, a thin, narrow apron fluttered out from around the corner and fell to the ground, coming into the view of Anze Ryo and Hoshimiya Rin.

The two ribbons on the apron are now down to just one.

As for the whereabouts of the other one... Anze Liang felt he didn't need to think about it anymore; it was probably still stubbornly hanging on Hayano Hoshiko's body, but he didn't know whether it was hanging on top or bottom.

This scene was undoubtedly quite shocking.

Not to mention Hoshimiya Rin, even Yasuzawa Ryo, who had seen many grand occasions, was genuinely amazed.

Real roast chicken!!

After several seconds of silence, Hoshimiya Rin slowly spoke and asked.

"Ms. Hayano, do you need me to take your apron back to your bedroom?"

"no need!"

Hayano Hoshiko's voice came from around the corner, her tone excited.

"The teacher can do it herself, you...you all just stand still, don't move! Let me do it myself..."

Then, a slender, fair hand quietly appeared from around the corner, gradually revealing the wrist and forearm... It desperately grabbed the last remaining tie of the apron and yanked it back around the corner.

boom!

A few seconds later, the sound of the door closing came from the guest room.

An Zeliang gazed at the empty living room, inhaling the lingering scent of lavender perfume, and felt an overwhelming sense of regret.

This is PLAY, the owner of the apron. If I'm not mistaken, he'll make sure this apron is completely destroyed tonight, and he'll fight Hayano-sensei to the death until dawn without a clear winner!

As a result, the agreed-upon samurai duel was ruined by Hoshimiya Rin's interference!

An Zeliang's body is currently that of an impulsive teenager. With these ups and downs, not to mention him, even his brother feels that he might get a little emotional!

"Anze, can we go in and play games now?"

At this moment, Hoshimiya Rin's calm voice rang out again, seemingly unmoved by Hayano-sensei's presence, still adhering to her original goal.

"No rush, let's wait for Hayano-sensei to come out first."

Anze Liang closed the door, suppressing his physical sensations, and walked into the living room with Hoshimiya Rin.

Then, he discovered that Hayano Hoshiko had actually prepared a whole table of dishes: croquettes, pork cutlet rice, vegetable salad… Although the dishes were all very simple, and some were even semi-finished products bought from convenience stores, it was clear that Hayano Hoshiko had put a lot of effort into preparing them tonight.

Prepared.

If An Zeliang doesn't plan to get straight to the point after returning home, he can play something else around the dining table. Even if he doesn't want to play, he can fill his stomach, replenish his energy, and then continue with the main topic.

That's the good thing about older sisters; their main strength is their understanding and witty nature.

Thinking about it this way, An Zeliang felt even more that he had missed out on a business worth trillions of dollars!

No, he absolutely has to do something tonight, otherwise his health will definitely suffer if he keeps holding back like this!

pat pat pat.

Just then, Hayano Hoshiko quickly changed into her everyday casual clothes and came out of the guest room.

Unlike her bold apron outfit earlier, Hayano Hoshiko is now dressed completely covered from head to toe, wearing a long-sleeved shirt with jeans and even socks.

"Hoshimiya-kun, what brings you here tonight?"

The blush on Hayano Hoshiko's face had mostly faded. She smoothed her slightly messy hair and asked in a relatively calm tone.

"Tomorrow is a holiday, so I don't have to get up early. I want to play some games with Anze."

Rin Hoshimiya repeated her reasons, her eyes calm and composed, appearing completely selfless.

"But isn't it inappropriate for you to stay out all night alone?"

As Hayano Hoshiko spoke, her eyes brimming with tears, she looked at An Zeliang with a hint of resentment. The implication was clear: why didn't you tell me you were bringing someone back?

“That makes a lot of sense, but unfortunately, Hoshimiya never listens to reason.” Anze Liang’s tone was tinged with helplessness.

However, he had already come up with a solution.

So An Zeliang said directly, "I'm a little tired tonight, so I won't play games."

"Since Hoshimiya is staying overnight, let's clean out another guest room for her after dinner. That way, you'll each have your own room and it will be more comfortable for you to sleep in."

“Hmm, I have no objection.” Hoshimiya Rin naturally wouldn’t refuse such a formal reason, and even quite agreed with it.

She wasn't opposed to sleeping with Hayano Hoshiko, but it would be better if they could each have their own room. After all, she used to have her own room at home and was used to having her own space.

"Okay, it's decided then. Let's eat first."

An Zeliang smiled, pulled out a chair from the living room dining table, sat down, and greeted the two.

"Everyone, please sit down and eat. If we don't eat soon, the food will get cold and we'll waste Mr. Hayano's good intentions."

"Ah."

Hoshimiya Rin walked to the table and sat down at a leisurely pace. She looked at Hayano Hoshiko, said thank you for the meal, and then began to eat.

Hayano Hoshiko's ears turned slightly red, and she obediently sat down at the table and picked up her chopsticks.

The three of them then enjoyed their dinner together.

During the meal, An Zeliang glanced at the bedroom that needed cleaning, and his smile turned cunning.

Tonight, there is bound to be a war.

Otherwise, even if An Zeliang could agree, his younger brother wouldn't.

An Zeliang ate his meal slowly, having already made up his mind.

Chapter 154, Section 152: Night Raid!

An Zeliang hadn't eaten much on the yacht to begin with, and now that he was sitting at the table with steaming white rice and crispy, juicy croquettes... he was actually starting to get hungry.

Thinking about the "bloody battle" that night, An Zeliang didn't deprive himself of food. He ate a bowl of rice and a bite of vegetables, and soon finished it all.

"Anze, would you like more rice?"

Hayano Hoshiko, who was closest to the rice cooker, asked in a very wifely manner.

"Okay, another bowl, please. Thank you, teacher." An Zeliang put down his chopsticks and handed the bowl over.

"It's alright. Anze was busy until so late today, he must have had a long day. Eat more, I've prepared a lot of food in the fridge, you can have more if you need it."

With a smile on her face, Hayano Hoshiko naturally added rice to the bowl and handed it back. Her actions and words gave the impression of a newlywed wife, gentle and virtuous, unlike the usually carefree Hayano-sensei who couldn't even take care of herself.

Anze Liang took the rice bowl, and was just about to smile and praise the food when Xingmiya Rin suddenly put down her chopsticks with a clatter, calmly looked at Hayano Hoshiko, and interrupted their conversation.

"The teacher is so dedicated, just like a gentle and virtuous mother."

Mother?

Hayano Hoshiko's smile froze instantly. She looked at Hoshimiya Rin with a forced, insincere smile.

"I'm not that much older than you, Xinggong, am I? Calling me 'mother' is such an exaggeration, Xinggong! What do you think, Anze?"

Feeling Hayano Hoshiko's gaze, Yasuzawa Ryo swallowed the food in his mouth and replied naturally, "Yes, Hayano-sensei isn't that old. She's more like a gentle older sister. Just like Chizuru-nee who often takes care of me."

"My sister is almost there."

Hayano Hoshiko smiled happily, quite pleased with the nickname.

I wish Anze could call me "older sister".

Thinking of this, Hayano Hoshiko silently glanced at Hoshimiya Rin. If she weren't there, she could carry out any of her plans at will.

"I'm sorry, Hayano-sensei, I don't have an older sister, so I can't understand Ansawa-kun's feelings." Hoshimiya Rin paused, seemingly having misunderstood something, and explained in a flat tone.

"Oh, it's not that I'm concerned about that. I just think that everyone seems to have eaten enough, so why don't we start tidying up the rooms first?"

“Yes, I’ve finished eating and I’m ready to start anytime.” Hoshimiya Rin nodded slightly.

"Wait a moment, I'll finish this bite." An Zeliang was, after all, a teenager, and usually had a large appetite. One bowl of rice was definitely not enough for him.

He finished the remaining rice in his bowl, along with some side dishes, before finally putting down his chopsticks and stretching comfortably.

"Phew—this food was so delicious!"

It must be said that Mr. Hayano's cooking skills are quite good.

Seeing that Anze Ryo was enjoying his meal, Hayano Hoshiko smiled.