Tokyo: Simulation Begins with the Big Sister Next Door

But didn't Matsui Rena move away? Is she planning to come back and settle down here?

An Zeliang didn't think too much about it; Matsui Rena wasn't a particularly big danger to him at the moment.

An Zeliang nodded slightly to the Lolita girl and stepped into the elevator. The Lolita girl did not leave, but remained standing quietly, watching An Zeliang.

"By the way, I don't think I've ever asked your name."

Meeting the Lolita girl's gaze, An Zeliang asked the question he had always wanted to ask.

"A name?" The Lolita girl touched her chin, pondered for a moment, and then suddenly smiled.

"Next time, the next time we meet, if you're still alive, I'll tell you my name."

Squeak squeak...

The old elevator doors slowly closed, and the Lolita girl disappeared from sight.

Will I still be alive next time?

An Zeliang frowned. What did she mean?

As he pondered, An Zeliang looked up and saw a figure sitting in front of his house, leaning against the door, head tilted to the side, as if asleep.

"...Hayano-sensei?"

An Zeliang paused slightly.

Hayano Hoshiko held her phone, her long legs curled up pitifully, her head resting against the doorframe.

She's already asleep...

Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes casting thick shadows, partially revealing dark circles under her eyes, and her brows were furrowed, clearly indicating that she was not sleeping soundly.

As An Zeliang spoke, a line of drool slowly trickled from her slightly parted lips...

"Hayano-sensei, Hayano-sensei?"

Anze Ryo gently nudged Hayano Hoshiko and called her name several times, finally managing to wake her up.

"Hmm...? Is Anze back?"

Hayano Hoshiko moved her head, and her cervical vertebrae made a fragile cracking sound. She immediately grimaced and covered the back of her neck, rubbing her eyes with her other hand, and struggled to open them.

Upon seeing that it was indeed An Zeliang, her bewildered eyes lit up slightly.

"Anze, I... ouch!"

Hayano Hoshiko instinctively tried to stand up, but after sitting on the ground for too long, her legs were already numb, and her back and neck were also very sore. As soon as she stood up, she cried out in pain and fell directly towards Anze Liang.

"Hayano-sensei, watch out!"

Anze Liang reacted quickly and immediately reached out to catch Hayano Hoshiko. She fell so fast that she half-fell and half-caught into Anze Liang's arms.

"Ugh... my head hurts, my back hurts, and my butt hurts too..."

Hayano Hoshiko kept rubbing her body with her hands, not knowing where to rub first. Her little face was still covered with dust from when she sat down to sleep, making her look pitiful.

"It's all Anze's fault for coming back so late, I fell asleep while waiting!"

"Ms. Hayano, please move aside so I can open the door. We can talk about it when we get home." Anze Liang took out his keys, and Hayano Hoshiko mumbled something as she obediently moved aside.

Click.

The apartment door unlocked, and Anze Liang helped Hayano Hoshiko, who was still a little unsteady on her feet, into the apartment, then closed the door.

They didn't notice a gaze cast towards them from the end of the corridor.

Sometime later, the elevator had already returned to the first floor, and then came back to the sixth floor... When the elevator doors opened again, it wasn't the Lolita girl who stepped out, but Hoshimiya Rin.

The girl stood calmly in place, watching Anze Liang help Hayano Hoshiko up, talk to her, hug her, and walk into the apartment.

Tonight, Anze Ryo not only ate dinner at Nakano Aoi's house, but also went home with Hayano Hoshiko.

They didn't send me a message!

Hoshimiya Rin's expression was indifferent as she strode forward without any emotion.

Chapter 176, Section 173: Tearing Off Faces, Declaring War [Part 2]

After closing the apartment door, An Zeliang helped Hayano Hoshiko walk inside. He hadn't been back all day, so the room was dark and the lights were off.

"Ms. Hayano, watch your step."

Anze Liang gave a reminder, but before he could finish speaking, Hayano Hoshiko kicked the shoe cabinet.

"Ouch—! My, my little toe..."

After letting out a scream, Hayano Hoshiko burst into tears of pain and clung to Anze Ryo, her numb arms groping for the painful spot on her calf.

Ding Dong!

Just then, Hayano Hoshiko's phone suddenly rang, as if a message had arrived. She froze, instinctively turned her head away, and hurriedly took out her phone to glance at it.

"Don't move around, I'll go turn on the light."

As An Zeliang spoke, he reached out to turn on the light in the entryway.

"Hmm." Hayano Hoshiko nodded, turned off her phone, and continued fumbling with her hands.

But the next second, An Zeliang paused slightly as he turned on the light, and looked in the direction of Hayano Hoshiko, and said a reminder.

"Teacher, your foot is in the other direction."

"Um...I...I know!" Hayano Hoshiko seemed to have made up her mind, moved her body, and suddenly exerted force.

Snapped!

She very forcefully and proactively pressed An Zeliang against the wall.

A slightly cold little hand pressed down on An Zeliang's palm, stopping his movement.

rustling...

A few strands of black hair slipped down, feeling like silk satin—not slippery, but soft, cool, and silky.

“Anze, classmate…”

After calling out, Hayano Hoshiko paused for a few seconds, then took a deep breath and boldly continued.

"Xiaoliang..."

"I think it's better not to turn on the lights; it's fine as it is."

Anze Ryo looked at Hayano Hoshiko with some surprise.

This address, this attitude... Hayano Hoshiko is being a bit too proactive today.

Since the other party's attitude was already stated, Anze Liang naturally couldn't let Hayano Hoshiko down.

With a slight exertion of his arm, An Zeliang switched the two men's positions and said with a smile.

"Well, since Hayano... Hoshiko, you don't want to turn on the light, then we won't."

After calling out "Hayano-sensei" for so long, Yasuzawa Ryo was a little unaccustomed to suddenly being called by his name, so he hesitated for a moment.

But An Zeliang quickly got used to this form of address and continued speaking.

"Xingzi, walk a few more steps inside, there's a sofa in the living room."

"Hmm... Little, Little Liangni, go ahead, I'll follow."

Hayano Hoshiko stammered a little, but in the darkness, you could see her nodding obediently.

Her calves were still a little numb and she couldn't muster any strength, so it was natural for her to reach out and hook her arms around An Zeliang's shoulders, pressing herself tightly against him.

Immediately, a basic attack landed right in front of him.

Having fought so many battles with Hayano Hoshiko in simulations and reinforced his knowledge in real life, Yasuzawa Ryo naturally knew his opponent very well.

Just as the battle was about to begin...

boom!

Suddenly, a loud knocking sounded at the apartment door.

The sturdy door even trembled slightly, which showed how much force the person knocking had used.

An Zeliang glanced at the doorway, but

Without giving it much thought, given his urgent situation, he continued his battle with Hayano Hoshiko as he walked deeper into the living room.

Hayano Hoshiko didn't pay attention to the noise at the door. After changing the battle location sticker to the sofa, she stretched her wrists and continued operating. She even put on the airs of an older sister and said in a very domineering way.

"Don't move, I'll do it!"

“It’s not that I don’t want you to come, it’s just that your performance as the main DPS is really…” Anze Liang patted Hayano Hoshiko’s head, but before he could finish speaking, the apartment door shook slightly again.

boom!

boom!

boom! !

The knocking grew louder and louder until it was almost like pounding on the door, making a frighteningly loud noise.

"...Who is it?"

The big sister persona that Hayano Hoshiko had just put on gradually disappeared amidst the banging on the door. She subconsciously stopped what she was doing, looked towards the door, and her expression was full of dissatisfaction.

"I gonna go see."

Forced to stop fighting, An Zeliang was also feeling unwell. After tidying up his clothes, he walked to the door.

boom!

In the ten or so seconds it took him to walk over, the banging on the door continued.

Wow!

An Zeliang opened the apartment door, his brows furrowed as he looked outside.

"Who?"

His tone was unpleasant; after all, being interrupted from such a good time would be physically unbearable for anyone, and consequently, would make them feel annoyed.

But as soon as he finished speaking, An Zeliang saw who was standing outside the door and his expression immediately froze.