Tokyo: Simulation Begins with the Big Sister Next Door

Nakano Aoi clenched her fists, a hint of complaint showing on her slightly chubby face, as if she were protesting against the particularly unfortunate red light.

Well, kind of cute.

An Zeliang suddenly had a strong urge to pinch it, but he restrained himself.

Perhaps this is the biggest difference between reality and simulation.

The two chatted about their studies as they walked side by side toward the classroom.

Along the way, I ran into a familiar figure.

Good morning, Anze and Nakano.

"You all seem to be in good spirits. Is it because the cherry blossoms are blooming? Or did something good happen? Would you like to share it with your teacher?"

Hayano Hoshiko, holding her lesson plan, greeted everyone with a smile, looking like an inexperienced female teacher.

Good morning, Hayano-sensei!

Nakano Aoi politely replied, "Nothing good happened, but seeing the cherry blossoms really made me feel good. I feel like today would be perfect for eating a bento under the cherry blossom trees."

"Oh? I had the same thought too. Nakano-kun, you and the teacher are really on the same page," Hayano Hoshiko said with a smile.

"Would you like to come along today, teacher?"

"I'm glad you invited the teacher, but I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you today."

Hayano Hoshiko held up her lesson plan and sighed softly: "I've been a bit too busy these past few days. I haven't prepared the material for today's lesson yet, and I still have to grade papers this afternoon. I don't even know if I'll have time to eat lunch."

"Ah, teacher, you must be working so hard." Nakano Aoi said with a hint of sympathy.

"There's no way around it. It's only right to work hard in order to improve everyone's grades. Besides, it's a job, that's just how adults are."

Hayano Hoshiko's smile returned. "I'll stop here for now. I need to go to my office to prepare for today's lessons. You all should head to the classroom. Even though my class isn't your first period, please pay attention!"

After speaking, she paused, then turned her head slightly, giving a special reminder to An Zeliang, who had been sleeping in class lately.

Today she wore a white long-sleeved silk shirt, the slightly fitted design of which greatly accentuated her slender waistline, while maintaining an elegant demeanor.

The lower half features a retro black high-waisted fishtail skirt, which further accentuates her graceful and exquisite figure.

Beneath the skirt that slightly covered her knees, her calves, clad in sheer stockings, appeared straight and long, further accentuated by a pair of khaki pointed-toe high heels.

Against the backdrop of cherry blossoms covering the ground, Hayano Hoshiko's intellectual and elegant attire made her even more charming than usual.

Even the female teacher who passed by and greeted them couldn't help but take a second look.

An Zeliang was no exception.

He listened quietly to Hayano Hoshiko's instructions, and vaguely sensed a faint fragrance entering his nostrils.

As he watched Hayano Hoshiko use her slender, fair fingers to tuck a stray strand of hair from her temple behind her ear, images of Hayano Hoshiko's crazy moments from his simulated memories flashed through his mind.

Is it really possible to win over Ms. Hayano just like that?

In a daze, An Zeliang felt his heart beating quite fast.

What should I do if I'm feeling a little fluttery?

Chapter 41: Hayano-sensei's Lesson

"Dingling, ringing, ringing..."

The first class went by quickly.

The homeroom teacher on the podium put away his lesson plan, pushed up his glasses, and left the classroom.

Sitting by the window, An Zeliang yawned, resting his chin on his hand. He listened listlessly to the laughter and chatter of his classmates, not wanting to join in at all. He just wanted time to pass quickly so he could go home after school.

“Anze, classmate.”

Hearing the voice, Anze Liang raised his eyelids and saw Nakano Aoi.

She held a pen and paper, her bright, sparkling eyes filled with anticipation.

"what happened?"

An Zeliang asked somewhat lazily.

"Next week is the sports meet. Does Anze have any events he's good at?"

Nakano Aoi blinked.

Hearing this, An Zeliang was slightly stunned, and then he remembered that the homeroom teacher had mentioned the sports meet in class.

The students around me seem to be discussing what projects they want to participate in.

"Um……"

An Zeliang fell into deep thought.

If this were during his school days, he might have eagerly signed up for several programs and gone to great lengths to show off in front of his female classmates and display his masculine charm.

But now, in his eyes, the sports meet is a rare, legitimate day to slack off.

Instead of signing up for projects to win rankings and honors for the class, it's better to let other students have the opportunity to perform.

Eating snacks and drinking cola, enjoying watching classmates sweat it out on the steps, or creating all sorts of scenes that will be remembered in school history, is much more interesting than participating in projects.

After thinking it over, An Zeliang asked in a serious tone, "Is there any project where you can go on stage to receive an award without having to break a sweat?"

"How could there possibly be such a project!" Nakano Aoi couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh, is that so? That's such a pity." An Zeliang looked very disappointed.

"What's the pity? Those kinds of events can't even be called sports. Anze-kun, you don't mean you want to play games at the sports meet, do you?" Nakano Aoi pouted slightly.

"Hmm...you mean, is there such a thing as esports?"

"How could there possibly be such a project!"

"Oh, that's such a shame. Esports is a sport too, and who knows, it might even be included in the Asian Games or the Olympics in the future."

"Anze, stop joking. You just want to play games at the sports meet, right?"

Nakano Aoi squinted, as if she could see through Ansawa Ryo's thoughts.

"how is this possible?"

An Zeliang retorted seriously, "I really want to perform well at the sports meet and win honors for everyone in the class."

"really?"

Nakano Aoi moved a little closer and met Yasuzawa Ryo's gaze.

stare!

Unable to resist Nakano Aoi's innocent gaze, Yasuzawa Ryo felt a little guilty and shifted his gaze slightly away.

Nakano Aoi thought for a moment and suddenly said, "Anze, after exercising, you can eat snacks and drink beverages, and you can also play games."

"If I don't exercise, I can eat more snacks."

"Well……"

It is justifiable and irrefutable.

"..."

Yasuzawa Ryo looked out at the cherry blossoms.

A gentle breeze blew in through the window, ruffling the strands of hair at Nakano Aoi's temples.

Nakano Aoi gazed at Anzawa Ryo's profile, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, and whispered, "If Anzawa-kun participates in the sports meet and brings glory to the class, the whole class will cheer for him."

“Cheers?” An Zeliang paused.

"If Anze-kun is willing to participate, I'll cover all the drinks and snacks that day!" Nakano Aoi's eyes were bright and full of anticipation.

"Alright, considering how hard Nakano-kun worked and the drinks and snacks he had."

An Zeliang agreed.

It wasn't for the snacks, but because he thought that if he participated in the sports meet, he might be able to interact with every classmate, which should earn him a lot of points.

Adding to the anticipation on Nakano Aoi's face, Yasuzawa Ryo thought for a while and finally agreed.

"Great!"

Seeing that Yasuzawa Ryo was finally willing to sign up, Nakano Aoi was very happy, and then took out a form: "Yasuzawa-kun, what are your strengths?"

“Track and field,” An Zeliang replied.

"So, Anze, do you want to sign up for long-distance running or sprinting? Oh, and relays too!"

"Let's do a sprint, 100 meters will do."

"It feels like Anze deliberately chose this project that can be finished quickly."

"How could that be? This is something I excel at."

An Zeliang remained completely calm and composed.

"Then I'll register!"

Nakano Aoi picked up a pen and began filling in her name on the form.

An Zeliang silently watched his name being registered. Influenced by the simulation rewards, he subconsciously began to analyze how to win the competition with 100% certainty.

Undermining the foundation of the wall, causing chaos in the community, hitting people with dump trucks, putting laxatives in drinks...

A whole host of thoughts surfaced in my mind almost instinctively.

An Zeliang quickly shook his head, dismissing these thoughts.

We were classmates, and we see each other all the time. Although our relationship isn't particularly close, it's not bad either.

Besides, it's just a school sports meet; there's no need to make it seem like a life-or-death feud.

Just as Nakano Aoi finished registering, the school bell rang.

The second period was Hayano-sensei's class.

When Yasuzawa Ryo saw Ms. Hayano, who was wearing a bodycon fishtail skirt, walk into the classroom, his mind began to wander again, even though he wasn't very interested in the class to begin with.