In the anime, Ai Li's father really doesn't want to be a yellow-haired man

Hand: Children, I am feeling better too.

Legs: Do you want to dance too?

This feeling of ease and ease filled Takashi San with both surprise and excitement, as if he had become a superhuman capable of anything. Athletics all-rounder, homemaking all-rounder... Already known as the "genius who got into the University of Tokyo at 14," Takashi San now earned the nickname "Monster of the University of Tokyo's Chemistry Department."

He disappeared while others were studying...

He didn't know where others were while they were doing experiments...

But he can still do everything perfectly, appearing mysteriously to be a good guy and helping others clean up the mess. Everyone doubts whether this guy is actually human?

People with good personalities are loved, and those with great abilities often enjoy privileges. Xiaosan possesses both... People who gather with the best tend to associate with the best. Xiaosan's ability to curry favor with others leads to others doing the same, making it easy for him to ask for favors and request leave from his mentor.

Originally, Xiao San's looks only rated 70 points? He was handsome, but not good-looking enough to make a living, that's roughly what it was. His scholarly (Kong Yiji) temperament and gentle personality were plus points. However, the "Tendou Souji's Physical Fitness" system bonus gradually elevated Xiao San's appearance to the point where he could practically live off his looks, and he became more like "a handsome guy's face" (Xincheng's sarcasm towards Dijing.jpg).

Japan is a country obsessed with appearance. The saying "appearance holds a privilege second only to wealth and family background" is widely circulated. Girls are willing to spend money on handsome men, and wealthy women keeping gigolos is commonplace.

On this day, Kozo asked for leave from his tutor and went to Chiyoda Ward, Tokyo.

The 14-year-old boy has a slightly immature face and wears ordinary casual clothes... Although he is very low-key, his appearance and temperament always seem to attract the attention of others. Wherever he goes, he will attract the attention of girls, and some girls will take the initiative to ask for his contact information.

Shortly after leaving school, Kozo was approached by a girl: "Hello, can you add me on LINE?" (Japan's most commonly used messaging app)

Xiaosan was already used to such scenes. He smiled gently and said, "Sure." He took out his mobile phone and opened the LINE friend adding interface.

The gentle smile and warm words instantly penetrated the girl's heart, making her heart beat... as if it were illuminated by the sun.

She took the phone from Xiao San and carefully entered her LINE account. After adding successfully, the girl looked up and said softly, "Thank you."

Xiaosan shook his head and said with a smile, "You're welcome. I have something else to do, so I'll excuse myself first." His voice was gentle, making people feel inexplicably at ease.

The girl looked at Xiaosan's departing back, her heart filled with anticipation and longing.

After strolling around for a while, Kozo took a taxi and crossed the busy streets... Finally, he arrived in the bustling Chiyoda District. This was the location of the mission target (Aki Tomoya) that he had found during the investigation.

By the way, Bunkyo Ward, where the University of Tokyo is located, is just north of Chiyoda Ward... Although it is very close to each other, the income gap is huge: the average annual income of Chiyoda Ward residents is 919 million yen, second only to the richest Minato Ward (the average annual income of residents is 1145 million yen), while Bunkyo Ward is only ranked sixth (the average annual income of residents is more than 600 million yen).

Of course, this is a hierarchy among the Kyoto nobility. Bunkyo nobility still fiercely despise those from other wards and other places, calling them "country bumpkins." Every time Takashi San sets foot in Tokyo, he can't help but think of the phrase, "You stinking outsiders, you've come to Tokyo to beg for food." The central 3 wards are at the top of Japan's geographical contempt chain. Compared to the heart of Tokyo, isn't Chiba Prefecture just the countryside?

Chiyoda Ward is one of Tokyo's 23 wards. Along with Minato Ward and Chuo Ward, it's known as the "Central Three Wards." Chiyoda Ward encompasses the Imperial Palace, the Emperor's residence; the Diet (Nagatacho); the Supreme Court; and central government agencies, most of which are located in Otemachi. If Bunkyo Ward is Tokyo's campus, Chiyoda Ward is Japan's administrative center.

In his previous life, Xiaosan had seen comments like "When a war breaks out, let the people here go online first www" and "The enemy country just needs to occupy this place www" in the videos on N Station, and Xiaosan agreed with them.

By the way, the holy land of the second dimension, Akihabara, is also here.

New apartments in Chiyoda Ward can cost upwards of 200 million yen per square meter, and many of those who can afford to live here are either wealthy or prominent. Kosan could imagine Tomoya Aki's family background... even if it wasn't so poor, he'd still have powerful relatives and connections. After all... Japan is a society of connections!

Takashi San walked slowly down the street, lost in thought, not even realizing where he was. The street was relatively narrow, flanked by single-family houses and several-story buildings, a typical Japanese street. This was also why Japan favored small cars; large vehicles would be tortured through such a street.

As Takashi San walked, his chin resting on his hand, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if he were thinking about something important... His lips moved slightly, and he murmured to himself, "This way, my research should be successful soon, right?" (Silver-accelerating substance/Takashi San didn't know that what he was researching had the effect of accelerating silver)

Just as Xiaosan was distracted, the roar of a motorcycle engine came from behind him. The sound was amplified in the narrow street, like a roaring beast approaching rapidly. The motorcycle was moving at an extremely fast speed, and the friction between the wheels and the ground was sharp and piercing.

"Be careful!" A girl's voice suddenly sounded.

She was wearing an ordinary school uniform, standing there like an inconspicuous little star, easily overlooked. But if you look closely, you can see that she is a beautiful girl.

However, Xiao San didn't even raise his head, but just turned his body slightly naturally and gracefully, and easily dodged the speeding motorcycle. His movements were as smooth as flowing water.

Elegant, too elegant.

The motorcycle roared past, bringing up a gust of wind that blew the corner of Xiaosan's clothes, but he still did not stop and continued to walk and think.

Xiao San had only taken a few steps, lost in the fantasy of his research success. Suddenly, the system prompt sounded in his mind without warning: "Contacted the mission target, reward: copy function enabled."

"A copy function?" Xiaosan's brows furrowed slightly. A hint of doubt flashed across his eyes, and his pace unconsciously slowed down.

"Wait, what's the mission objective?" Xiao San suddenly stopped and looked around carefully, as if he had suddenly realized something important.

The street was still the same narrow street, but... there were only a few middle-aged men around him. Some of them were walking slowly with baskets of vegetables, with a look of indifference towards life on their faces.

There were also a few old ladies and old men sitting on small benches on the street, chatting casually, their wrinkled faces filled with the tranquility of the years.

The target of a mission is someone who has a close connection with the mission issued by the system. According to Xiaosan's experience, the target of a mission is either a boy or a girl.

Xiaosan's eyes swept back and forth among these people, trying to find any unusual signs, but in his eyes, these people looked so ordinary and normal, and did not seem to be related to his "mission targets" at all.

Xiaosan stopped and stood by the road, controlling the system with his consciousness.

Open the system interface

↓

Copy

↓

Copy: Attack on Titan

In this dangerous world full of giants and where death is a possibility at any moment, find the destined hero and win back the woman who loves him.

Danger level: High

Mission Reward: Mangekyō Sharingan (Kotoamatsukami)

"Kotoamatsukami? I remember that was Uchiha Shisui's ability, right? It seemed to be able to control other people's thoughts." Kozo tried hard to recall those fragments... the Naruto serials in Jump that he had watched in his previous life.

As for Attack on Titan... I have no impression of it at all (the manga of this work had just been serialized when Kozo was alive. Kozo, who didn't pay much attention to anime, had never seen it).

Honestly, this mission didn't interest Takashi San much, as it looked dangerous. Besides, Kotoamatsukami... wasn't some ability that could allow him to return home. Takashi San couldn't help but picture Ai Li's adorable face.

At this moment, that annoying system voice sounded again...

"Ding ding ding, the host is experiencing strong withdrawal emotions. Correcting the host's erroneous thoughts." After a three-second pause, the system voice continued, albeit with a more didactic tone. "As the Chinese proverb goes, 'Only those who endure the most hardships can achieve the highest level of achievement.' As the Chinese proverb goes, 'To achieve extraordinary things, one must resort to extraordinary means.' As the Chinese proverb goes, 'With a little effort, a bicycle can become a motorcycle.'"

"Is this what they call toxic chicken soup?" Xiaosan grumbled inwardly. With over forty years of experience under his belt, he wasn't sold on this. He once remembered a passage from Zeng Guang Xian Wen (The Book of Wisdom) that went something like this... Fortune and wealth are sought in danger, but they are also lost in danger. You succeed one in ten, but lose nine in ten.

Those who watch a thief eat meat fail to see the thief being beaten; those who see the moment of success fail to see the countless deaths along the way; those who see their moments of glory overlook the fact that they are also human beings...who can breathe dust and drown in cesspools. Many envy Tian Khan's immense success, but fail to see that his two brothers were also successful and fortunate beyond measure, yet they still met their end at his hands. Even an emperor as powerful as Tian Khan faced patriarchal feuds and even married off his daughters as instruments of peace.

Kings and rulers throughout history have been revered as the best of men... either claiming to have divinely endowed power or claiming to be gods themselves. They are universally acknowledged as successful individuals in life.

The previous emperor's shameful behavior was exposed before the American general... He was so majestic in front of his own people, but so servile when meeting foreigners. The empress dowager across the sea seemed to be the same way, wasn't she? The deity's true nature was exposed when it was exposed. Their failures were countless, and they were no different from ordinary people... Their sons would die young, their wives would be raped, and their families would be destroyed.

Will hard work bring happiness?

Will taking risks bring happiness?

Akizuki Takashi, who had worked hard to become a successful person in his previous life, rejected these boring words of encouragement.

Kosan's previous life was like this: Kosan was born on the eve of the bursting of the Japanese economic bubble, and witnessed such a brilliant and glorious era... At its peak, Japan's per capita GDP was among the top three in the world, and its total GDP was equivalent to that of the entire European Union. Japanese products were sold all over the world, and even the United States had to impose sanctions on various categories of Japanese industrial products.

At the time, the Japanese believed, "Although we were defeated militarily, we could still defeat the United States economically," "Success is within reach if we work hard," and "The pride of Asians." Newspapers, magazines, and television were filled with such optimistic rhetoric. Office workers, despite their hard work, often led a life of indulgence, often enjoying themselves in the red-light district after overtime. Those who felt the high cost of living in China would travel to Southeast Asia to experience what it was like to be wealthy in an impoverished country. This was the norm for many.

The men of that era all had the remnants of the pre-Showa era's chauvinism, and the women of that era were also very promiscuous... Those male chauvinists were always very concerned about their reputation, and in order to show that they were stronger than women and could suppress women, they would constantly spend money on women and take on all kinds of responsibilities.

Women are also very smart. They know that no matter how high their posture is, strong-willed men will buy it.

Then, Japan entered the era of bubble burst...

The economy was shattered.

Initially, no one paid much attention to the economic crisis. It was just a cyclical depression, a wave of unemployment, a stock market crash, the disappearance of a company... Everyone believed that as long as they worked hard, Japan would overcome this economic crisis. After all, hard work pays off, right? So everyone worked overtime tirelessly.

More than a decade has flown by. Everyone has realized that no matter how hard they try, they can't change their current situation. It seems that no matter what they do, their lives remain the same. Being lazy still earns the same amount of money, while being diligent earns more, but it's exhausting... In short, the days of "easy money" and "a little effort for a lot of sweet rewards" are over.

The price of taikubo is falling, and men of the Heisei era no longer buy into the swagger of women. Strong women are no longer welcome, and women are becoming more humble, with gentleness, cuteness, coquettishness, and cuteness becoming the new norm... Even so, men have become less responsible for women, no longer willing to shoulder the burden of enduring hardship. Many people of the Heisei era harbor the mindset of "a country that wants to destroy me might as well be ruined"... Kozo has seen this a lot, including the students in his own classes. Everyone has become increasingly sophisticated and self-serving, and increasingly difficult to deceive.

The advantage of living a long life is that you get to experience a lot of things firsthand and meet a lot of people. This is completely different from learning about historical events and other people's lives through reading or watching videos.

Success! Success is complex. Takashi San was deeply impressed by a certain leader who had visited Waseda University in his past life, and he also liked a quote he made after his retirement: "People don't know; they can't predict themselves..." A person's destiny, of course, depends on personal effort, but it also takes into account the course of history.

Takashi San's experience could be empathized with in this way... I have absolutely no idea how a professor in a biochemistry lab at Peking University could have chosen me as the system's host. But the system told me, "It's been decided after research."

In reality, standing by the roadside, Xiao San's thoughts drifted away, as if he were cut off from the world around him. Suddenly, the roar of an engine broke the silence, and a small truck sped past him.

The speed of the truck created a gust of wind that ruffled Takashi San's hair and woke him up from his thoughts.

The truck's body gleamed in the sun, its wheels rolling forward, kicking up a cloud of dust. Xiaosan followed the truck with his eyes until it disappeared at the end of the road. He took a deep breath and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Is it because I'm old that I like to reminisce about the past?"

Xiaosan could imagine... maybe in twenty or thirty years he would also find someone to complain about his past experiences, and then be disliked by young people?

"Come to think of it... I don't have any ambitions, huh? I just want to live an ordinary, happy life. But... I've died once, so I don't have anything to be afraid of anymore." Thinking of this, Xiao San decided to first understand the dungeon and asked the system, "This dungeon should take quite a while, right?"

"Host, don't worry about that. Time in the replica world is unrelated to the flow rate of the host's world. Even if the host spends decades in the replica world, it will only be a moment in the replica world," the system explained.

'Decades? I'll be an old man by then. Hmm...' Xiao San thought about his physical age (14) and mental age (40+), 'Middle-aged?'

"Host, don't worry about this. The age of your body in the replica world will not overlap with the age of your body in this world."

"Hmm? Is that really the case?"

The system did not answer.

I got that answer from the system, but ultimately, that world is dangerous. Death is the end, right?

Xiaosan looked up at the starry night sky... After thinking for a long time, he made up his mind and murmured, "Well, let's go." He was not a person who stood still. He just didn't like mindless fanatical radicalism.

Suddenly, these two sentences popped up in Xiaosan's mind...

"My grandmother once said: A man should remain calm when faced with difficulties. Boiling water will only evaporate quickly."

"Grandpa once said: Men are meant to burn. Without the gunpowder, there will be no sparks."

Chapter 7: 007 Xueno’s imagination: Is this the betrothal gift that Xiao San gave me?

The apartment where Yukino lives is located in a prime location in Chiba Prefecture. It is a high-rise building. From the outside, the entire building adopts a full glass curtain wall design.

Entering the lobby, the first thing that catches your eye is a spacious and bright space with exquisite marble tiles on the floor and a huge crystal chandelier hanging in the center of the high ceiling.

Yukino took the high-speed elevator to her floor. When she stepped out, a corridor covered with thick velvet carpet extended to the door of her apartment... Yukino's apartment door used a smart door lock with an advanced anti-theft system. In an era when intelligent technology had not yet been widely promoted, this was an expensive and advanced configuration.

The door opens to a spacious, open-plan living room, connected to the dining room and kitchen. The furniture is top-tier, simple yet stylish, creating a warm yet elegant ambiance. From the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city skyline, ablaze with lights, is unobstructed.

Yukino dragged her tired body into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and let the warm water wash over her delicate body.

The water first passed over her neck... She tilted her head back slightly, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the comfort brought by the water.

The water flowed down her back...Her back had beautiful lines and her skin was delicate and smooth, as if it was a work of art given by God.

The water continued to flow through her long legs and ankles...Her legs were white and slender, with smooth and powerful muscle lines, and her ankles were slender and flexible.

With the nourishment of the water, Yukino's skin became more hydrated and translucent, exuding a charming luster.

Yukino immersed herself in this beautiful moment, feeling the relaxation and pleasure brought by the water. She gently rubbed various parts of her body, letting the fragrance of the shower gel spread.

After washing herself clean, Yukino soaked in the bathtub again, closed her eyes and enjoyed it... She felt the fatigue in her body gradually dissipate, replaced by a warmth and tranquility.

At this time, she heard her cell phone ringing.

Yukino opened her eyes slightly and glanced at her phone on the bathroom counter, but didn't answer it immediately. She murmured, "I should have set it to silent mode earlier." Then, she closed her eyes again, continuing to enjoy this rare moment of relaxation.

Come to think of it, she usually has no one to contact...the calls would either be from family members or harassing calls from people trying to sell products.

After taking a bath, Yukino put on a soft bathrobe with water droplets still dripping from her hair.

She walked over to her flip phone and opened it, her pupils contracting because the missed call was from Takashi San, and there was also a text message from him saying that he would come later.

Ding Dong! The doorbell rang.

Yukino felt her heartbeat pause for a moment.

Yukino's mind went blank... She had imagined a reunion with Kozo countless times, but she had never imagined it would be like this. It happened so quickly, leaving her completely unprepared.

At the same time, Takashi San stood quietly at the door of Yukino's house, staring at Yukino's address in the memo of his mobile phone, and whispered softly: "This should be it? I just confirmed it. Could it be that Yukino hasn't returned home yet?" He frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Just at this moment, Yukino's voice came out faintly through the small speaker net at the doorbell: "Ahem. Is... is it Kosan?" The voice sounded a little unnatural... as if she was afraid of recognizing the wrong person, or as if she was nervous.

Upon hearing this, Takashi nodded, "Yukino, I'm here to see you."

Yukino's voice came again: "Can you please wait a moment? Because... because I just took a shower."

"No problem," Takashi San replied without hesitation. He then stood there quietly, waiting patiently.

Xiao San waited for two minutes...

The door slowly opened a crack, and Yukino poked her head out, her cheeks slightly red as she said, "Come in."

Takashi San gently opened the door and stepped into Yukino's home.