Tokyo: Simulation Begins with the Big Sister Next Door

However, An Zeliang was not afraid of those gangsters. If anything happened, he could just call the police or go to his wife.

After half an hour.

An Zeliang walked out of the office building, now carrying a crossbody bag containing contracts and seals.

Because Shinjuku is quite chaotic, all the terms of the contract were very suitable, and the rent was even lower than the market price. The interior was also fully furnished, so the employees could move in with just their bags and start working immediately.

After negotiating with the agent, An Zeliang signed the rental contract and called the server manufacturer to quickly rent a server, which would be installed in a couple of days.

After everything was settled, An Zeliang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Next, we just need to wait for the server to be set up... Hmm, I also need to contact Saya and talk to her about the live stream."

As An Zeliang pondered this, he walked into the convenience store by the roadside, grabbed a bottle of water and a bento box, and went to the checkout counter. He was really tired from running around today and was too lazy to go to a restaurant for a meal, so he decided to just eat some bento box to tide him over.

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly rang out from behind him.

"Excuse me, could you please heat up these two rice balls for me?"

An Zeliang was slightly taken aback and turned to look behind him.

"...Ms. Matsui?"

"... "

Inside the school.

As the bell rang, Nakano Aoi subconsciously stood up, took out the bento she had prepared the night before, and headed towards Yasuzawa Ryo's seat.

“An Zetong…”

After taking two steps, Nakano Aoi saw the empty seats, and her voice and footsteps stopped at the same time.

"Um...right, Anze took the day off today."

Nakano Aoi muttered to herself, looking at the two identical bento boxes in her hands with a hint of hesitation.

It seems that after An Zeliang left school... she suddenly didn't know what to do...

After hesitating for a few seconds next to Anze Ryo's seat, Nakano Aoi thought of something, put the bento back into the bag, and walked out of the classroom with the bento bag.

"... "

Sayaka watched her retreating figure, her feet twitching as if she wanted to catch up, but in the end, she stopped where she was and silently sat back down in her seat.

Looking at the empty seat of Yasuzawa Ryo... Saya Mina's eyes were full of worry, and she didn't open the bento box for a long time.

A few minutes later, inside the convenience store.

Ryo Anzawa and Rena Matsui sat in a quiet corner of the dining area.

"I didn't expect to run into you here... It's Tuesday, shouldn't Anze be in class?"

Rena Matsui's initial surprise upon seeing Ryo Anzawa had long since faded. As she spoke, she removed her mask, revealing a friendly smile.

"I have some things to take care of in Shinjuku," Yasuzawa Ryo explained casually, without saying much more, and started eating his bento.

Matsui Rena nodded and picked up the heated rice ball to open it, but at that moment, her fingertip suddenly twitched.

pat!

The heated rice ball slipped from my fingertips and fell to the ground.

Matsui Rena's brows furrowed slightly, then she regained her usual expression and gently rubbed them.

After rubbing his wrist, he bent down to pick up the rice ball.

“Let me do it, Ms. Matsui,” said Yasuzawa Ryo, bending down to pick up the rice ball and handing it to Matsui Rena.

"Thank you for your help, Anze."

Matsui Rena smiled sheepishly and took the rice ball—as she moved, the sleeves of her hoodie swayed, revealing a small section of her slender arm wrapped in bandages, with a few places still slightly bleeding.

"Ms. Matsui, how did you get hurt?" Anze Liang was slightly taken aback, and his tone naturally carried a hint of concern.

"Well... I accidentally got hit on the arm by a box while moving recently, and this is what happened..." Matsui Rena showed a helpless expression, and there was nothing wrong with her explanation.

Matsui Rena is already injured, and in the simulation, she will return to Bunkyo Ward in a few days with serious injuries, collapsing in an alley near her apartment.

Who exactly hurt Matsui Rena...? Was it that so-called stalker?

An Zeliang was momentarily puzzled.

However, he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he frowned slightly and deliberately showed a hesitant expression.

"move place?"

Then, An Zeliang seemed to have thought of something, and with a worried expression, he continued.

"Ms. Matsui, actually... yesterday afternoon when I went to the convenience store, I overheard someone asking about your whereabouts, and even asking if you had moved or something..."

"Really?" Matsui Rena's expression became even more puzzled. "What kind of person is it, a girl or a boy?"

Anze looked at Matsui Rena and continued speaking in a deliberately hesitant tone.

"He should be a boy, but he doesn't look very tall, and he's wearing a hat so I can't see his face. His voice is also very androgynous... I'm not sure what his gender is."

All of this was fabricated by An Zeliang. He just wanted to see how Matsui Rena would react after hearing that someone who seemed to be a stalker was asking about her.

But Matsui Rena only looked more puzzled.

"I don't think I know anyone like that. Maybe I asked for the wrong name?"

“…That’s good.” Anze Liang breathed a sigh of relief and changed to a thankful tone. “When I saw that Ms. Matsui was injured, I thought that the person who was asking about you was some kind of perverted stalker and then attacked Ms. Matsui…thankfully, it wasn’t him.”

"How could a stalker target an ordinary girl like me? Anze-kun is worrying too much and overthinking things." Matsui Rena laughed, casually tossing the rice ball wrapper into the trash can before standing up.

"Anze, I need to go back and continue packing, so I'll have to talk to you later."

"Wait a minute." An Zeliang stopped Matsui Rena, his gaze sweeping over her arm, his gentle tone filled with concern, "Ms. Matsui, you're already injured, so please don't continue doing those heavy tasks. What if you get hit again?"

Upon hearing this, Matsui Rena paused slightly, then smiled and shook her head.

"It's alright, it's just a minor injury, I..."

But before Matsui Rena could finish speaking, Yasuzawa Ryo interrupted her.

"I knew Ms. Matsui would say that... Well then, I don't have anything planned today. Ms. Matsui, what do you need me to move? I'll go."

"I've moved it for you."

"...That would be too much trouble for you." Matsui Rena's tone was somewhat hesitant.

"Moving is troublesome and tiring," Anze Liang smiled. "So after you've moved, Miss Matsui, could you treat me to a couple more rice balls as a reward?"

Matsui Rena glanced at Anze Liang, and what came into view was the boy's sincere and innocent smile, which seemed to be without a trace of malice.

A few seconds later, Matsui Rena also showed an embarrassed smile.

"Thank you... Anze, wait for me a moment, I'll call a car."

"Uh-huh."

"... "

Soon, Anze Liang followed Matsui Rena to her new rented apartment. Just like in the simulation, it looked very dilapidated, and the surveillance cameras were all broken.

However, Matsui Rena hadn't moved in yet, so the room was very empty, with little furniture and no signs of life.

After chatting casually with Matsui Rena and helping her move some furniture, Yasuzawa Ryo took the opportunity to exchange contact information with Matsui Rena.

“Ms. Matsui, I’m fine these past two days. Until your injury heals, please don’t move around too much. Leave the moving to me.”

"Thank you..." Matsui Rena brushed a stray hair behind her ear and smiled gratefully. "Anze-kun, if you don't mind, I've prepared some tea in the apartment, and I can also make a simple dinner..."

"No need, Ms. Matsui, you just need to get some rest."

An Zeliang shook his head, chatted for a few more minutes, and then said goodbye and left.

Matsui Rena didn't go upstairs. Instead, she stood downstairs waving at An Zeliang's back with a smile on her face. Only after An Zeliang's figure was completely out of sight did she stop smiling, calmly turn around, and return to her room.

Several large boxes that Anze Liang had just moved over were placed on the floor. Matsui Rena took out a utility knife and prepared to open them one by one.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"Who?"

Matsui Rena looked innocent and puzzled as she opened the door with a utility knife.

"Hello, are you Ms. Matsui?" The person who came was a food delivery guy, who handed the bag in his hand to Matsui Rena.

“...It’s me.” Matsui Rena was slightly taken aback. She took the bag, opened it, and looked inside. It was full of anti-inflammatory and hemostatic medicines, as well as some bandages and the like.

The takeout order bore An Zeliang's name.

Matsui Rena was silent for a few seconds, then put down the utility knife, took out her stamp to sign for the package, and closed the door.

Looking at the bag of medicine and bandages, her expression was unusually calm. She then took out her phone and opened An Zeliang's messages.

"Anze, thank you."

An Zeliang's phone vibrated, and he looked down to see the message.

"It's alright, Miss Matsui, I hope you get well soon. I'll come to help again tomorrow."

After replying, An Zeliang was about to put his phone away when another message came in.

This time, it was Tamamo Yuki.

"Anze, are you free tonight?"

Seeing this, Anze Liang casually took a picture of the street in Shinjuku, edited the information, and sent it to Tamamo Yuki.

Inside the club activity room, Yukimura and Aoi Nakano were eating three bento boxes together. Since Ryo Yasuzawa hadn't come to school, Aoi Nakano had prepared an extra bento box, which the two of them shared.

At that moment, Tamamo Yuki's phone, which was already on silent, vibrated slightly. She picked it up, glanced at it, and immediately smiled with delight.

"Well, I'm in Shinjuku right now, so I probably won't be back for a while. Is there something you need from me, Tamamo-san?"

"I want to go out and have fun with Anze."

Tamamo Yuki replied, then picked up her phone and opened the picture sent by Yasuzawa Ryo...

The circle on the image kept spinning for a long time before it finally managed to load a blurry preview image, and then it stopped working completely.

Seeing this, Tamamo Yuki skillfully restarted the software and reopened the image.

Still motionless.