Tokyo: Simulation Begins with the Big Sister Next Door

"Uh-huh."

As Nakano Aoi spoke, she turned around, picked up her schoolbag hanging on the door, and quickly walked over while taking out her books.

As a result, he stumbled and suddenly fell headlong into An Zeliang's arms, carrying his schoolbag.

His face was fixed on An Zeliang's crotch, which he had just settled into a seat...

Chapter 173, Question 171: Is a game about having children okay?

Seeing Nakano Aoi suddenly fall, Yasuzawa Ryo reacted quickly, reaching out to support her shoulder.

"Nakano-kun, are you alright?"

"Well!"

Nakano Aoi hadn't realized she was being supported. Her hands swung in the air a few times before she touched Anze Liang's knee. She instinctively braced herself and steadied herself.

"Huff... I'm... I'm fine..."

Upon hearing Anze Liang's words, Nakano Aoi responded, a thin layer of sweat appearing on her fair and delicate nose, which also turned red.

She tripped on the carpet and fell suddenly. Although An Zeliang caught her, her knees still hit the ground, causing her to fall flat on her knees. At that moment, a sharp pain shot through her knees, and in front of her...

Nakano Aoi slowly raised her gaze, and just a few centimeters away, she saw Anzawa Ryo's zipper...

Phew... thank goodness Anze was fast, otherwise...!

Nakano Aoi's cheeks flushed slightly, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She then prepared to get up.

……Um?

Suddenly, Nakano Aoi realized something, her nose twitched, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Why does it seem like... there's a faint seafood smell?

It smells so unfamiliar, yet somehow familiar... I feel like I've smelled it on someone before?

"Nakano-kun, did you fall somewhere?" Yasuzawa Ryo asked when he saw Nakano Aoi supporting herself with her hands but not standing up.

"No, no, it's just that my knee hurts a little..."

Nakano Aoi snapped out of her daze and quickly sat up, touching the tip of her nose with her small hand. She seemed to realize where her nose had touched, and her ears gradually turned a little red, her expression filled with undisguised shyness.

"Anze-kun, um, could you wait here for a moment? I want to change my clothes..." Nakano Aoi blushed and stammered as she spoke.

"Okay, Nakano-kun, be careful when you walk, don't fall again." Yasuzawa Ryo nodded.

"Ah, um! I won't fall again, I... I'll go out now..." Nakano Aoi blushed as she got up, her little feet pattering quickly on the carpet as she hurriedly left the room.

Seeing this, An Zeliang looked down at his crotch, changed his position, and slowly exhaled.

Fortunately, his body is no longer that of a naive teenager... otherwise, it probably would have already been eaten...

Thankfully, it was contained!

Outside the bedroom door, Nakano Aoi hurriedly walked into the bathroom, turned on the tap, and scooped up a handful of cool water with her fair hands, repeatedly washing her rosy face.

"Waaah... That was so embarrassing! Falling down was bad enough, but I almost fell... down there!"

"Luckily, Anze helped me up, otherwise... how could I face him after this..."

Nakano Aoi washed her hair in a hurry, and the loose strands were wet, clinging to her soft cheeks. Her usually clear eyes were misty and looked watery.

Smelling the faint scent of soap, Nakano Aoi pursed her lips, a look of curiosity appearing in her eyes.

Why does a boy smell like seafood?

road……

As Nakano Aoi thought to herself, she subconsciously looked up at her reflection in the mirror. She hadn't wiped her face yet, and water droplets still clung to the corners of her rosy lips on her fair face. She subconsciously stuck out her tongue and licked the corners of her mouth, rolling the water droplets inside her lips.

"...!!"

The next second, Nakano Aoi's face, which had just lost its blush, was flushed again, and her face felt hot.

"Ahh-!"

She stomped her feet hard on the ground, then lowered her head again, burying herself next to the water pipe, constantly rinsing her face with cold water.

"Aoi, Aoi, how could you think of such things...!"

"You're so shameless! If your sister-in-law finds out, or even if Anze finds out what you were thinking just now... No, no, stop thinking about it!"

Nakano Aoi kept repeating these words, but the more she told herself not to think about it, the more her brain would disobey her and keep replaying the thoughts in her mind.

"Well!"

In a moment of desperation, Nakano Aoi simply grabbed a wet towel, covered her face with it, and held her breath.

"...Hoo-ha!"

A dozen seconds later, Nakano Aoi removed the wet towel, finally banishing all the inexplicable thoughts from her mind. Then, she changed to another towel to dry her face, shook her head vigorously, and took several deep breaths in front of the mirror, finally managing to gradually reduce the burning blush on her face.

Looking at her school uniform, it was already soaked from the series of movements just now, and the white shirt revealed a hint of her skin color.

"Go change your clothes."

Nakano Aoi patted her cheeks and walked out of the bathroom.

Only Nakano Aoi and his wife usually live in the small house. His wife doesn't go out often except for work. Nakano Aoi isn't the type to wander around aimlessly either, so in addition to basic bedrooms and living rooms, the house also has some other rooms for different purposes.

For example, there's a small gym with treadmills and other equipment, a study where the wife uses it to do work, and so on... Naturally, there's also a walk-in closet with many built-in glass cabinets. The left side is filled with the wife's clothes, shoes, and hats, while the right side is naturally Nakano Aoi's.

Nakano Aoi changed into a loose-fitting casual outfit. When she got to her pants, she sensed something was wrong, her face flushed slightly, and she quickly opened another small drawer, inside which were neatly arranged various colors of underwear.

"As expected... Hmm, I should change it, but what color and style should I choose..."

Nakano Aoi looked at the drawer and, for some reason, felt she needed to carefully select something.

...

Crunch!

Meanwhile, on the street outside the Western-style building, Hayano Hoshiko skillfully parked her car in front of Anzawa Ryo's apartment building.

This time, she didn't rush down. Instead, she cautiously observed the activity in the neighboring building... The door was tightly closed, and there was no one at the windows. It seemed that there wouldn't be any more awkward situations today.

Hayano Hoshiko got out of the car with peace of mind, and a few minutes later, she stood in front of Ansawa Ryo's house.

dong dong dong.

After knocking on the door, Hayano Hoshiko spoke.

"Anze, hey hey hey! It's me, it's you, Hayano-sensei..."

Hayano Hoshiko called several times, but received no response. She felt a little strange. After school...

She clearly saw Anze walking in the direction of home, but now he's not home... Where is he?

Leaning against the apartment door, Hayano Hoshiko hesitated for a moment, then took out her phone and tapped a few times. An Zeliang's message window popped up immediately, clearly showing their previous chat history.

Hayano Hoshiko pursed her lips, her brows furrowed slightly, her fingertips almost pressing the phone button several times, but she didn't. She wanted to send a message to ask, but after typing for a long time, she deleted it all.

"Let's see... maybe they'll be back in a bit?"

After comforting herself with a thought, Hayano Hoshiko put away her phone and stood silently waiting at the door.

Her brows were still slightly furrowed, and her gaze kept sweeping across the corridor and looking at the elevator. She seemed a little anxious, as if she had something important to say.

Before we knew it, more than ten minutes had passed.

In the bedroom on the second floor, An Zeliang looked at his phone. The screen showed his YouTube profile, and his hands were leisurely typing on the keyboard, editing a post.

The topic he wanted to talk about in his update was, of course, his website launch. After all, the website would be online in a few days, and he could start building hype now.

Then, we can also find an opportunity to expose Ibuki's hexagonal snowflake persona.

However, before Anze Liang could finish editing the post, Nakano Aoi pushed open the door and entered carrying a tray.

"I'm sorry to have kept Anze waiting..."

Nakano Aoi changed into a simple sleeveless T-shirt and swapped her pleated skirt for shorts. Her long, slender legs, now free of black stockings, were smooth and fair. They swayed slightly as she walked, their soft, fleshy texture just right, making one want to pinch them.

The rounded toes sank into the fluffy carpet, probably because they were a little itchy, as they curled up slightly. The skin on the back of the foot, which was usually not exposed to sunlight, was white with a pinkish tinge. A few drops of water clung to the ankle, as if it had been washed on purpose.

"Anze, have some snacks first."

Nakano Aoi smiled and knelt down next to the small table, placing the tray on the table.

"Well, thank you Nakano-san."

Thinking he could post the website update later that night, An Zeliang put away his phone and glanced at the tray.

Besides barley tea, which seems to be a staple in every Japanese household, every space on the tray was filled with snacks, such as potato chips, jelly, and pudding... a wide variety of flavors and a dazzling array.

What's rather extravagant is that in the center of the tray is a small two-tiered dessert tower, exquisitely decorated with macarons, fruit and cream rolls, egg tarts, and so on...

Boom!

The moment Nakano Aoi placed the tray on the table, a muffled thud reached Anze Ryo's ears, and the small table... seemed to have tilted slightly.

"Nakano-kun, isn't this a bit too much?" Anze asked, looking at the slightly wobbly small table.

"Huh? No way, that's how it is at home all the time." Nakano Aoi said naturally, then turned and walked out of the room.

A few minutes later, she came in carrying another tray filled with fruits like watermelon and mangoes, all cut into bite-sized pieces and stuck with toothpicks. Each type of fruit was also categorized into square boxes, showing her thoughtfulness and thrift.

Well, this is truly the life of a young lady from a wealthy family.

An Zeliang

Looking at the snacks and fruits on the two large trays, I felt a mix of emotions.

Although it was supposed to be a study session, with so many things laid out, it looked more like a socialite afternoon tea or a salon gathering.

Seeing that there seemed to be no space left on the table, Nakano Aoi placed the fruit tray on the desk and then sat down opposite Anze Ryo, her long legs casually crossed to the side. She was very close to Anze Ryo; she could reach out and touch him.

"Anze, try this milk pudding. It's very mild, but it's really, really delicious!" Nakano Aoi scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Anze Ryo with a smile.

An Zeliang didn't refuse and ate it while doing so, saying, "It is indeed very delicious."

“Yes, my sister-in-law and I usually love this flavor of pudding. Since Anze likes it, I’ll bring some more over later.” Nakano Aoi glanced at the spoon that Anze had used, then naturally scooped up a spoonful of pudding and put it in her mouth.

They ate it all up with smacking sounds.

As Nakano Aoi ate, she quietly watched Anze Ryo's actions, seemingly observing what snacks and fruits he liked to eat.