Tokyo: Simulation Begins with the Big Sister Next Door

"Xiao Kui, thank you. Actually, I really hoped we could get into the same university. Otherwise, the thought of never being able to eat Xiao Kui's cooking again would be..."

Da da da……

Before Nakano Aoi could finish speaking, footsteps suddenly came from behind her, slowly approaching her from the stairs.

"Well!"

Nakano Aoi quickly let go of her hands, lowered her head and continued washing the dishes, acting as if nothing had happened. However, the tips of her fair ears had already been quietly tinged with a hot blush.

"Xiao Kui, who were you talking to just now?"

The lady walked over to Nakano Aoi and asked with a light laugh.

"No, no..." Nakano Aoi kept rinsing the already clean dishes and chopsticks in her hands, and looked at her wife casually, "Sister-in-law, have you finished taking a bath?"

"Hmm." The lady nodded, then raised her arms to stretch her shoulders and neck. She had just taken a shower and was only wearing a loose bathrobe, the cross neckline pulled down to a deep V by the weight of her body.

Her long hair, which she usually styled in various ways, was now casually disheveled, with a few strands of hair still dripping water, splashing wet an inch of her cheek.

The lady casually pulled up a corner of her bathrobe collar, wiped the water off her face, and took out a hair tie to tie up her long hair.

Then, she reached out and touched it with a smile.

Nakano Aoi gently touched his head and said affectionately, "Aoi, thank you for cleaning the dishes today. In a few days, when your sister-in-law is less busy, you can continue to leave these things to her. You don't need to lift a finger."

"It's okay, I get out of school early every day and I don't have much to do. Just leave any chores to me." Nakano Aoi blinked, her face full of obedience.

"My little Kui is so sensible," the wife said with a smile, then casually continued to ask.

"But I'm really worried. I think I just heard someone say that they want to go to the same university as Anze and cook for him for the rest of their lives. Does that mean no one will cook for me anymore? It makes me so sad..."

Nakano Aoi's eyes widened immediately, and her face turned red, but she still pretended to be fine.

"Huh? Sister-in-law, you, you must have been soaking in the bath for too long and your ears are so uncomfortable that you misheard..."

After offering a weak excuse, Nakano Aoi quickly put the bowls and chopsticks back on the drainer, carefully packed up the lunchbox, and strode quickly out of the kitchen.

"Sister-in-law, I... I have school tomorrow, so I have to go take a shower and go to bed now! Sister-in-law, you should get some rest too, goodnight..."

Da da da!

Nakano Aoi ran up the stairs quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Oh dear, oh dear..." The lady smiled and looked in the direction she left, shaking her head involuntarily. "Our little Kui has really grown up; she has the little thoughts of a young girl now..."

As she spoke, the lady turned her head and looked thoughtfully in the direction of An Zeliang's house. The gentle look in her eyes gradually deepened.

"But Xiao Kui... the person you like has too many secrets..."

"... "

The weather isn't great tonight. A few clouds hang in the sky, obscuring the stars and the moon, making it look foggy and gloomy, like it's about to rain.

Click!

Inside the apartment, An Zeliang closed the windows, drew the curtains, and then sat back down at the coffee table in the living room.

To the left, Hayano Hoshiko held a teacup and carefully sipped her tea.

To the right, Hoshimiya Rin sat calmly by the coffee table, her eyes fixed on Hayano Hoshiko without any emotion. She still didn't look at Ansawa Ryo, as if the conversation had never happened.

In the quiet room, the tea on the table was steaming, and the sound of a few tea leaves rising and falling in the hot water seemed to gradually become clear.

The three of them remained silent facing each other for a long while.

Anze Ryo glanced at Hoshimiya Rin and Hayano Hoshiko before breaking the silence.

"President, Hoshiko, have you had dinner yet?"

“Yes, I’ve already eaten.” Hayano Hoshiko nodded.

Upon hearing Anze Liang's words, Hoshimiya Rin clenched her small hands, which were resting on her knees.

Hoshimiya Rin's unwavering gaze suddenly shifted, silently landing on Anze Ryo's face, and she stared at him quietly.

An Zeliang was a little confused by the stare, so he touched his face again and asked in bewilderment.

"Xingzi, is there something on my face?"

“This…” Hayano Hoshiko saw the lipstick mark she had left on Yasuzawa Ryo’s neck, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she pulled out a tissue and walked to Yasuzawa Ryo’s side. “There is something…”

"...Xiao Liang, don't move, let me wipe it for you."

Matte lipstick is not easy to wipe off. Hayano Hoshiko used a tissue dampened with a little tea to wipe it off with great effort, but naturally, she left a few red marks on Anze Ryo's neck after wiping it off.

At first glance, it looks like a bright red lip print, even more eye-catching than a matte lip print.

Hoshimiya Rin watched quietly, her eyes turning cold. Then, she parted her tightly pursed lips slightly and spoke calmly.

“Anze, classmate.”

“…Hmm?” Anze Liang glanced at Hoshimiya Rin.

This was the first time Hoshimiya Rin had taken the initiative to speak to him all day.

Looking at An Zeliang without any change in expression, Xingmiya Rin continued calmly.

"I think that given our current relationship, we shouldn't need to call each other classmates anymore."

“Anze, you can call me by my name from now on.”

After explaining the reason, Hoshimiya Rin naturally called out Yasuzawa Ryo's name.

"Liangjun, what do you think?"

"no!"

Before Anze could respond, Hayano Hoshiko interrupted Hoshimiya Rin.

"The term 'Liangjun'... the teacher doesn't allow such ambiguous terms!"

"Why do I need your permission?" Hoshimiya Rin's voice was completely flat.

Hayano Hoshiko's eyebrows furrowed, and she looked somewhat angry.

Xiao Liang and Liang Jun are two names. The former is like a name that every older sister would use, such as Chizuru-nee or Fuyutsuki-nee.

As for Ryo-kun... right now only Hoshimiya Rin calls him that.

Furthermore, "良君" (Liangjun) clearly sounds more like a term of endearment for a lover!

"Fine, since you're unwilling to change, Hoshimiya-kun, I'll call you Ryo-kun from now on!" Hayano Hoshiko had a "I won't lose to you" expression on her face.

"... "

Rin Hoshimiya frowned, looking at Hoshiko Hayano, her aura turning cold.

"Liangjun is my special nickname for Anze. Teacher Hayano already has Xiaoliang, so you can't use Liangjun."

"Your exclusive possession?" Hayano Hoshiko raised an eyebrow and snorted. "Hoshimiya-kun, did you apply for a patent? You say it's your exclusive possession, but I'd say Ryo-kun... Ryo-kun belongs to me!!"

"Hayano-sensei, you already call me 'Ryo,' so don't go too far, or else I'll..."

Before Hoshimiya Rin could finish her threatening words, her stomach suddenly made a series of gurgling sounds.

The sound came out of nowhere in the tense atmosphere...

This gave An Zeliang the opportunity to speak.

"Mr. Hayano, Ms. Hoshimiya, since you're both hungry, why don't we have dinner first? We can talk about it after we eat."

The two women were slightly taken aback upon hearing this, but did not refute it.

An Zeliang stood up, glanced at the refrigerator, and continued.

"Mr. Hayano, we're out of drinks. Could you please go downstairs and buy me some?"

Hearing Anze Liang address her differently, Hayano Hoshiko's heart tightened, and she immediately obeyed, "Okay, Liang, I'll go buy it now."

After glancing at Hoshimiya Rin, Hayano Hoshiko didn't say anything more, grabbed her wallet, and headed for the door.

"Hoshimiya-kun, can you come to the kitchen and help me cook?"

"Ah."

Hoshimiya Rin slowly rose to her feet, her expression...

There seemed to be little reaction; she simply followed An Zeliang quietly into the kitchen.

Twenty minutes later.

Anze Liang then placed the steaming hot fried rice on the table, one plate each for Hayano Hoshiko and Hoshimiya Rin, and he also fried an extra plate of vegetables and an extra plate of eggs to eat with it.

"Mr. Hayano, Ms. Hoshimiya, please eat." Yasuzawa Ryo said, sitting down at the table.

Upon hearing this, Hayano Hoshiko hesitated for a few seconds before getting up and going to the kitchen to get a new bowl. She then placed it in front of Anzawa Ryo and picked up her chopsticks to put an egg into the bowl.

"Xiao Liang, you're still growing, so you should eat more nutritious food to help your body recover."

Seeing this, Hoshimiya Rin calmly picked up a piece of egg.

"Liangjun, I cracked these eggs, please try them."

"Thank you... but I'm not hungry, you can eat by yourselves."

An Zeliang looked at the two of them helplessly, said something, and then picked up his chopsticks and ate the food in his bowl.

Seeing this, Hayano Hoshiko glanced at Hoshimiya Rin, and their gazes met silently.

Swish-!

Hayano Hoshiko didn't say anything. After taking a couple of bites of fried rice, she quickly picked up a piece of green vegetable and put it in Anze Liang's bowl.

Not to be outdone, Hoshimiya Rin calmly picked up her chopsticks, grabbed a large spoonful of egg, and placed it over the egg, perfectly covering the vegetables that Hayano Hoshiko had picked up.

The two looked at each other again, and simultaneously raised their chopsticks.

Eggs, green vegetables, eggs, green vegetables...

One bite of food after another was fed into An Zeliang's bowl.

boom!

Hayano Hoshiko and Hoshimiya Rin were picking up food too quickly and hastily, and their chopsticks even bumped against the bowl, causing the vegetable broth to splash out and stain Anzawa Ryo's clothes.

"... "

Hayano Hoshiko and Hoshimiya Rin stopped what they were doing, put away their chopsticks, and looked at Ansawa Ryo at the same time.