Tokyo: Simulation Begins with the Big Sister Next Door

Fourth floor, club activity room.

"Please come in."

After Nakano Aoi knocked on the door, a cold voice came from inside. From the indifferent tone, one could tell that the speaker was not someone easy to deal with.

As Anze Ryo and Nakano Aoi entered, a round table was placed directly opposite the door. Next to the table was a sofa that looked very soft.

In the main seat sat a girl with the air of a college goddess.

The girl had very little facial expression and sat upright, like a goddess. But what was most captivating were her eyes, which seemed to speak volumes. When they swept over someone, it made them feel as if their secrets had been instantly exposed.

The girl held a brown notebook in her hand. When she saw An Zeliang, she scrutinized him with her eyes, and then began to write in the notebook, seemingly recording something.

"Anze, this is our club president, Hoshimiya Rin. She's also the most popular goddess in our academy," Nakano Aoi enthusiastically introduced, acting as a go-between.

"Rin Hoshimiya?"

An Zeliang had no memory of the name, proving that his predecessor did not know the other person.

So, why does this person know me? And why did they specifically invite me to join this seemingly complicated club?

Why do I say it's not simple...? Because from the moment he entered, An Zeliang realized that this wasn't the kind of setup a normal club could have.

First, there's a huge activity space. Second, what school club has sofas? And not just any sofas, but high-end brand-name ones.

Besides the sofa, there's a coffee machine, a large bed, and a girl... wait, a girl?

When did another person join the activity room?

An Zeliang looked towards the coffee machine and noticed a petite girl making coffee.

This girl's style was completely different from everyone else's. She seemed to have no presence at all, and she hadn't said a word since An Zeliang entered the room.

The girl was almost invisible, even less noticeable than the coffee machine. At least Anze Liang noticed the coffee machine immediately.

"Hello." The girl blinked and greeted An Zeliang with little expression.

"Hello," An Zeliang replied with a polite greeting.

Then the girl turned to look at the coffee machine, then back at An Zeliang, and greeted him again with the same expression, "Hello?"

An Zeliang: "?"

This must be a lame joke, or dark humor.

"Her name is Tamamo Yuki, and she's also one of our club members," Nakano promptly introduced the girl.

"Tamamo-san has a low profile and is often overlooked, so she is our club's second research subject."

Hearing this, An Zeliang fell silent.

He didn't notice this girl with a very low profile at first, which was probably related to her gloomy art style.

I subconsciously ignored the existence of such a person.

"However, what does 'research subject number two' mean?" Anze Liang asked the president.

"As a psychology research society, we study people who are different from others in order to increase our knowledge."

Hoshimiya Rin calmly took out a piece of paper and pushed it in front of Anzawa Ryo, saying, "Number three, please fill out the club application form as well."

"What does 'student number three' mean?"

"Research subject number three."

"?"

An Zeliang's eye twitched.

I've become a research subject?

"But why study me? Is there anything unusual about my personality?"

Hoshimiya Rin looked at Anze Ryo with a calm expression on her delicate face and quietly replied, "For example, the huge changes you've undergone recently?"

"?"

Hearing this, An Zeliang's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the president's seemingly expressive eyes, he had a bad feeling.

An Zeliang's gaze involuntarily shifted to the girl in front of the coffee machine.

She was drinking coffee, and she kept drinking cup after cup, as if she were just drinking water to fill her stomach... If Nakano Aoi hadn't seen her and stopped her, she would have finished the whole pot of coffee.

has a problem……

"Hello." Yuki Tamamo noticed that Ryo Yasuzawa was looking at her, and blinked as she greeted him.

This is the third time!

"..."

An Zeliang felt more and more that there was something wrong with this club.

After a moment of silence, An Zeliang picked up his pen and began to consider whether to fill out the application form and join this strange club.

Joining a club should earn you points, right?

But this club president seems quite extraordinary. Could it be that she's discovered I'm a time traveler or something? No, that's impossible.

Unless she can read minds, she'll at most think I have a split personality or something like that.

With that thought in mind, An Zeliang suppressed his surprise and began to examine the application form.

first question.

Have you ever been in a relationship?

No.

Do you have a crush on a girl?

No.

Have you ever had any physical contact with a girl? For example, have you slept with her?

No.

So, do you like boys?

?

An Zeliang frowned.

What kind of bizarre question is this?

He raised his head, his dark eyes meeting the president's refined face. The president's expression remained calm, his eyes deep and serene, meeting his gaze silently without revealing anything amiss.

Those eyes seemed to say, "This is just a normal question, without any evil intentions."

An Zeliang thought for a moment and wrote a negative answer under the question.

He is certainly not gay.

then.

Read on.

The problem turned out to be even more absurd.

Would you use violence against a girl you like?

Would you force yourself on a girl because you have a crush on her?

Have you ever felt, at some point, that you were a weirdo?

"?"

The questions below were all rejected. An Zeliang looked at the club president's incredibly calm expression again and couldn't help but ask in confusion, "What do these questions have to do with joining the club?"

"Yes," the president replied calmly.

"So, I have to fill out all the forms to join the club?"

"Need not."

"?"

Hearing the president's incredibly calm reply, An Zeliang felt as if he had a fishbone stuck in his throat.

Why didn't you say so sooner!

This girl must be a cunning and scheming woman!

Before Anze Liang could destroy the application form, the president reached out and took it back. Although only part of it was filled out, the president was still looking at it very carefully, as if he were conducting a trial.

Anze Ryo sighed, picked up the coffee that Nakano had poured for him, and was about to drink it when he noticed that Tamamo, who had a very low profile, was staring straight at him.

Although she didn't say a word, her eyes were filled with a deep longing, as if she hadn't eaten for days.

Does this gloomy girl really like drinking coffee that much?

An Zeliang paused for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Would you like some?"

Tamamo Yuki nodded immediately, but after seeing Nakano's expression, she quickly shook her head in fear.

“…” An Zeliang remained silent.

Why do the people in this club seem so strange?

In comparison, the unexpectedly naive Nakano is actually the most normal character.

Chapter 26: When did I steal someone else's girlfriend?

After being introduced by Nakano, Yasuzawa Ryo got to know the club members briefly and also learned why Tamamo Yuki seemed a bit strange.

She was simply hungry, which is why she ate coffee to stave off hunger.

Yes, I'm hungry.

In Tamamo's words, it was because "I didn't have money to buy a bento box."

Ok.