In the anime love simulation, the scam of 10 billion

As if sensing his gaze, she no longer followed the same direction as the other girls, but turned her head to look for her blatant peeper.

When she saw it was him, she blinked her smart eyes and made a look that she could not understand. From the perspective of Nagasaki Yushin who had been familiar with the Spring and Autumn Annals for many years, what she meant was probably - I like you, and you like me.

Finally, it was time to pay the tuition. Nagasaki Yushin was filled with emotion when he saw that the JK girl he accompanied to study was able to sit here and welcome the long and boring opening ceremony.

I thought I had traveled to the set of some mad scientist researching a time machine, otherwise how could I become a high-quality working soldier.

There are many ways to make money.

In order to build a smooth path for Mu to study medicine, he voluntarily transformed himself into a compound talent in the talent market. Starting from the most numerical physique and charm, he kept up with the trends of young girls and worked hard to empty their three "wallets".

At this point, someone might ask, why not return to his old job, reclaim his reputation as a cowherd, and use the bad women's money to support a pure young woman who is only interested in studying medicine and saving lives? Ten thousand people are used to support one, and supporting one person saves ten thousand. This balances merit and virtue, and brings peace and prosperity to the country.

Not really. Selling hooks can make money, but he is afraid that it will be pointed out by acquaintances, which will cause unnecessary trouble. He doesn't dare to add to the trouble as he is already working on two fronts. He just wants to act safely.

Having learned from the lessons of history, he turned over a new leaf and specialized in some excellent jobs that paid off in terms of vegetarian dishes and meat prices, giving full play to his charming personality.

You've successfully landed a job at a male butler cafe. Your unbridled charm has made it a famous nightclub for women, with reservations already overflowing. Ordinary entertainment like board games, karaoke, and movies are your best ways to make money.

The store manager does a great job of ensuring privacy. He doesn't allow guests to take photos and usually asks you to lead them into a small room.

The sisters and friends who were completely captivated by you kept throwing money at you, which turned into small cakes and snacks to feed you, just to win a smile from you, a gentle butler. The overpriced fruit plates and drinks were even more amazing, and together they formed part of your booming business.

Even the store manager found it hard to resist, wanting to use her own tactics to take all the profits. When you casually suggested wanting to learn at a competing store, she stopped thinking about it again. She raised your salary significantly to barely keep you.

In an unknown underground bar, you became a resident independent musician. With your flashy clothes, young and healthy body, and full of charm, you once again stirred the hearts of lonely girls at night.

[Hearing your charming face, feeling the beauty of music overflowing from your Adam's apple, the underground bar, which was full of people of all kinds, was set off by you. A wave of youthful heat.]

[Fallen girls work hard to get your attention. Many of the girls who come to party already have their own boyfriends. Seeing you singing so hard, they decisively use the boyfriend's money to pay for their love, thus cuckolding him. The good girls who drink to drown their sorrows have maxed out their family's credit cards, just to spend money to have a heartfelt chat with you.]

You don't pluck at their hearts, you only empty their wallets. You don't help them alleviate their inner itch, you only help them properly allocate their wealth to the future of national medicine.

After being busy with the real world and the virtual world, you set your sights on the recently popular virtual livestreaming industry. You deliberately used some of your earnings to purchase equipment and began your career as a livestreamer.

Personal influence also needs to be promoted. You can use a female anchor who has a good impression of you to help you build momentum, connect with her, and take away some of her female fans. Then, you can use this as a foundation to operate everywhere.

[Your talent as a game master makes you the best gamer among virtual streamers, and your skillful flirting and coaxing of female fans makes you the best virtual streamer among all the gamers.]

Is the virtual world truly virtual? You might think so. If you occasionally post a tearful post to attract a young woman, the wealthy women will roll out a red carpet of money for you. Your sweet talk and frantic attempts to attract fans are just coquettishness and fan-pleasure in their eyes.

After a few more rounds of singing, your livestream becomes a music festival, and you can easily handle any song. Your fans suspect you're a professional player, slamming you while praising you.

[You, who repeatedly emphasized your single status to your female fans, left your room, made a fresh fruit plate, and brought it to Mu's room, feeding her while giving her advice on her exam preparation.]

What reassures you is that Mu seems to have an extra talent for medicine. Those difficult medical textbooks simply weren't published in her time, and the speed with which she learns them leaves even a deity like you in a state of shock. It's like she's in a state of enlightenment.

Mu was so absorbed in her studies that she had no idea what her boyfriend had sacrificed to earn her tuition. She even thought that Minami Mori and Suyo Nagasaki were carrying the burden for them.

[She made a pact with you that you two will work together in the same hospital in the future.]

After watching my own report, I found that it recorded the detailed process of a kind-hearted young man who was trapped in his original family and resolutely earned tuition and living expenses for a girl studying medicine in order to prevent her dream of studying medicine from being shattered.

Nagasaki Yushin silently made a table for Mu in his mind, which calculated the average monthly living expenses and entertainment expenses of girls in college. These expenses would be deposited into Mu's bank card after the opening ceremony.

Compared to those office workers who pretend to support girls while they are growing up but actually take care of them, he is a real supporter and uses his own hands to make her dreams come true.

I have to say that the tuition at Tokyo University is not cheap. After a thorough understanding of Mori Minami's current income, it is indeed a considerable burden considering her sole earning ability.

In Nagasaki Yushin's eyes, the University of Tokyo, a world-renowned institution of higher learning, is no longer as good as McDonald's. The reason is simple: McDonald's offers a half-price offer for the second ice cream cone, but the tuition at the University of Tokyo does not include this package, so students actually pay double tuition.

Because of this point alone, the status of this institution of higher learning continued to decline in Nagasaki Yushin's mind, and finally fell to a level lower than McDonald's.

When he gets the school's scholarship, he will adjust the historical status of Todai in his heart based on the amount of the scholarship.

The powerful applause was thunderous, and Nagasaki Yushin, who was immersed in his own little world, was awakened and started to applaud.

Others applauded for the wonderful speech given by the leader on stage, but he felt sincerely happy that the long opening ceremony, which was like an old lady's foot binding, was over.

A student who can listen to and watch such a boring opening ceremony from beginning to end must be the kind of person who can resist the urge to push the progress bar when watching a short movie with Japanese characteristics, and force himself to watch the boring foreshadowing scenes at the beginning, read the user agreement word for word to the end, and watch the new episode of "The Hen Card" without skipping.

"Senior? Or rather, Nagasaki-san, who takes advantage of the title."

Nagasaki Yushin raised his head, and the girl in front of him smiled at him faintly, with a victorious attitude of having seen through his senior's lies. As she bent down to look at him, she didn't notice that her slightly fluctuating points were exposed.

He quickly looked away. How could the aiming demon, which was clearly only found in shooting games, suddenly take over his body and fire a sniper rifle after gathering incredible information?

"Ahem, wasn't it because I was afraid you wouldn't accept my kindness at the time? That's why I made up this lame excuse of being a senior at Dongda University. Now it can only be considered half true and half false."

"I thought Nagasaki-san really liked girls calling him senpai, like an otaku liking a maid calling him master?"

He neither admitted nor denied it, but just helped her pull up the suitcase. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart. Classmate Mu is still short of knowledge. If she could get in touch with Valorant, a masterpiece of the universe, she would understand that the title of senior is just the most sparse and common one among many titles.

Seeing that the boy remained silent, the girl felt secretly annoyed that she must have said something wrong, and was caught in a dilemma about whether to call her senior or not.

Nagasaki Yushin didn't realize that his silence made the girl next to him think wildly. His thoughts had already jumped to the century-old question of what to eat for lunch, which is a major problem that billions of people around the world have to think about every day.

Fried pork cutlet rice with lemon water seemed unhealthy, ramen with juice was too ordinary, and salad? He wasn't a long-term vegetarian.

The boy under the ginkgo tree was dragging luggage that did not belong to him. The girl next to him was quietly looking at his handsome face, which was decorated with good mood on the first day of school.

The seniors who were secretly observing this couple were beating their chests and stamping their feet. The junior brother's move was too cruel. It would have been fine if he had just maxed out the modeling, but he also relied on Yasasi to make the silly junior sister bewitched. How could the seniors have the nerve to approach him and ask about her well-being?

The warmth of a goblin can be described as greasy, but a handsome guy is considerate and meticulous, and he understands the girl's heart that is unwilling to be stuck in cow dung.

The senior returned home in defeat and could only clarify to his brothers who were already fed up with him that he had no interest in love at all. It would be more practical to go back to the dormitory to restore the academic glory of the University of Tokyo and discuss which midnight snack was the most delicious.

The situation with the senior students is not optimistic either. Compared with the sloppy, low-EQ straight men in the same grade and class, the fresh and refined good looks of the junior student can make their long-silent girlish hearts beat again.

Who doesn't yearn for a sweet, sweet relationship between a man and a woman? To avoid loneliness during their college years and to earn the admiration of their best friends, the seniors dug out their trinkets, dressed up in their most glamorous looks, slathered on sunscreen, and picked out the most alluring outfits from their wardrobes.

Unfortunately, no one can stay eighteen years old forever. There will always be beautiful eighteen-year-old girls waiting to bloom when their blooming season comes.

How could the senior sisters who had been devastated by academic pressure compare to the cuteness and charm of the younger schoolmates? When they were confidently looking for innocent junior brothers, Mu's appearance gave them a heavy blow.

Why is it that there are always elves in the snow that grow into human form, making the sunscreen on their arms look like waste?

How could this schoolgirl have such white skin? If someone with normal skin color stood in front of her, they would have to wonder if they were black slaves smuggled in from Africa. It was truly shameful.

It’s better not to humiliate yourself. You can’t even beat the other party without makeup. If you dress up a little, you will probably defeat them. The senior students are very smart to avoid this couple, walk away and look for other targets.

You can still shoot even if the goalkeeper is there, provided that there is not too big a gap between you and the goalkeeper. This is very important. Also, if the goalkeeper cannot defend the goal, it does not mean that you can always defend it.

Among the freshmen, there is always a highly discussed junior school girl who unreasonably breaks into the hearts of many junior and senior students and becomes the lingering white moonlight in their hearts. Mu Ben should be in such a position.

But she was intercepted early and was already like the moon in the water. When she reached out to catch the moon, she could only pass through the illusion and create faint ripples.

Nagasaki Yushin and Mitsuki were both unaware of how much unnecessary trouble their ordinary interaction had saved them in their future university life; they just considered it a small gesture of help.

"By the way, classmate Mu, please send me your card number. Your mother will remit your living expenses to you regularly."

"Why didn't she ask me?"

"How can an adult bow his head and admit his mistakes? It's too shameful to do so. Her support for your life doesn't mean she approves of your choice. Maybe one day when you achieve something, she will be convinced."

His statement was so consistent with Mu's impression of her mother that it was so reasonable that she didn't have the slightest doubt.

When they arrived at a certain area, the dormitory manager swept her sharp eyes over the two of them. Nagasaki Yushin consciously let go of the handle on the suitcase, took a step back, and waved to the girl.

"Mr. Mu, you'll have to walk the rest of the way alone. I'm going back to my dorm."

"I'm already very grateful that Nagasaki-san helped me get here. I heard that the freshman dorms have an elevator, so I can be alone."

Mu's hand was on the still-warm handle, her eyes sparkling with moving brilliance. She was fed up with the trivial high school romance stories, the prohibitions on this and that, and the rules and regulations for minors.

Coming to a university that is freer and more open, I have long heard that the lives of college students are polarized, with some leading a decadent life of pleasure, while others are on a path of arduous study.

She wants to live in a world of two with Nagasaki Yushin, and walk the same path he has walked before under his gaze. She wants to have both love and ideals!

140. Happy Birthday

The dormitory of the University of Tokyo was not as luxurious as Nagasaki Yushin had imagined. The cabinets and long tables were a bit too simple, and the signs of wear and tear revealed a strong historical atmosphere on them, which made him frown. But when he remembered that it was a national university, he felt relieved.

Several roommates were making their beds. Nagasaki Yushin didn't know their background and didn't dare to act rashly. He saw when they were sweating profusely and offered them a bottle of water. He figured out their general personalities with just a few words.

Those who can fight their way through the crowd and reach the University of Tokyo are all outstanding people, and their quality is indeed online.

Nagasaki Yushin's simple test was rewarded with sincere thanks from his roommates. He didn't encounter those problematic roommates who could only do the questions but not behave like a human being. This was a blessing for him.

As the saying goes, university is a small society. Before jumping into the big dye vat of society, he doesn't want to drown in the small dye vat called the dormitory.

If there is a magical roommate who he can't get along with, he won't cause any trouble. Instead of expecting the other party to reflect on themselves, it is better to rent a house outside and stop the conflict with money.

It's not cowardice. The other party has studied hard for more than ten years and has been able to retain his uniqueness even in college after interacting with countless teachers and classmates. You can tell that he is already terminally ill without taking his pulse. The only thing to do is to obey him instead of waiting until you can no longer tolerate him and then use a personality correction punch. That would hurt the relationship, and you would be punished and hold your breath, and be criticized by others as meaningless.

His roommates seemed okay and hadn't revealed any annoying features, so Nagasaki Yushin was the first to suppress the urge to move out.

When it comes to making money, spending is one way and saving is another. The innocent girl you support will have to spend money in many places when she grows up, so you should save as much as possible and let her grow up in a harmonious way.

The best time to move out and live with him would be when Mu needs to prepare for the internal assessment of the medical department.

Since ancient times, serving a monarch is like serving a tiger. A general's success is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of soldiers. Mu is not a monarch but more like a down-and-out princess. You just need to help her put on the right crystal shoes so that you can privately appreciate the girl's ballet performance to please her lover.

When Nagasaki Yuxin thought of that scene, she became very motivated and had already formulated a training plan specifically for her.

He lured the ignorant JK female student to the same university to become alumni, then pulled her to the same department to become classmates, and finally had a long-term love affair with her.

First, savor her youthfulness when she first entered school, witness her gradual maturity during her study period, and capture the most fulfilling and moving moments of her graduation.

When the cherry blossoms are fading, gently take off the bachelor's cap on the girl's head, and watch her put on a white coat and join the authoritative "White Tower", setting lofty ambitions and saving lives.

After her ideal blossoms into the shape she wants, I will personally put on a beautiful pure white veil for her and walk hand in hand into the romantic marriage hall.

What could be a more enduring confession than going from school uniform to wedding dress? This is the epic chapter of development that will go all the way to success.

What is cultivation? This is the real cultivation!

Those otakus who can only top up their paper figures by clicking on the screen are still lacking in taste. They fantasize every day about making an eternal oath with a string of data and asking the cold code to bear the name of loyalty. Is reality too cruel, or is virtuality too beautiful?

However, Nagasaki Yushin would neither mock nor sneer. His experiences were bizarre and magical, and could not be easily replicated. They were isolated cases among isolated cases and could not be used as a reference.

He walked aimlessly on the campus, completely unaware that he had triggered a fierce wave of ratings on a niche girls' forum on campus. After briefly reviewing the map of the University of Tokyo, it was time for the meal they had agreed upon.

Outside the girls' dormitory, Mu hurried out, his hair slightly ruffled by the wind.

When she calmed down her intense breathing, she found that the boy had transformed into a gardener with ten years of experience in flower trimming and weeding, and was carefully taking care of her messy hair.

"Thank you."

"It's easy."

Nagasaki Yushin chuckled and turned around to become her tour guide. The canteen compass appeared majestically, without noticing that the girl's crystal clear earlobes had already been dyed bright pink.

He took her, pushed open the door that was open for business, exchanged the coupons for the Tokyo University cafeteria with ease, picked out a few delicacies that had been widely praised during the boring time when he was studying medical books, and sat down together in harmony, enjoying the delicious food that melted in his mouth.

"Unappetizing."

The girl's brief comment shattered the self-confidence of the Tokyo University gourmet. How could he bear such grievance? He had been in the Tokyo University cafeteria for so long, how could he make a mistake?

"Mr. Mu, please don't joke around. I know exactly what limited-edition dishes the University of Tokyo offers in each season. How could I possibly recommend something unpalatable to you?"

Seeing that Nagasaki Yushin was unwilling to believe it, Mu put the remaining half of the fried pork cutlet in the bowl into his bowl and stared at him silently.

He understood what the girl meant in her eyes. He would know whether it tasted good or not after trying it.

Without hesitation, he used the chopsticks to pick it up and put it into his mouth, taking a light bite.

No problem, the hot and delicious sauce bursts out from the gaps in the cutlet, and it makes the soul tremble. It is worthy of being one of the must-eats on the list of Tokyo University students. The exploding fried pork cutlet is still so delicious.

Mu held his chin, and the sight of him chewing his leftover food attentively made her feel satisfied. Seeing him swallow it, she lowered her eyes and finished the food in the bowl with her head down.

He fell into the girl's trap repeatedly without realizing it and ate almost everything in her bowl. Before he opened his mouth to ask her if she had a cold that caused her taste buds to be impaired, the girl's expression changed as quickly as turning the pages of a book and said that the food at Tokyo University could be given a score of ten or even nine out of ten for being the most delicious food in the world.

Nagasaki Yushin finally breathed a sigh of relief. His status as an authoritative gourmet was almost shaken. It was a close call.

There wasn't much communication between the two of them during the meal. One of them was savoring the wonderful taste that lingered in his distant memory, while the other was absent-mindedly filling his stomach and enjoying the food in his sight.

"Let's take a walk to digest the food."

After hearing Mu's reasonable suggestion, Nagasaki Yushin could only nod in agreement. She had been so focused on eating that she forgot to talk about her new roommate. She should take this opportunity of taking a walk to make up for her caring attitude.

The natural wind blowing in her face turned into waves of heat under the scorching sun, sweeping over Mu who was kicking pebbles on the roadside. A layer of transparent, fine sweat oozed out of her forehead. Nagasaki Yushin, who had been talking to her, noticed her overly rosy face, pulled her to the shade, and ran to buy a buy-one-get-one-free deal on iced lemonade, thus eliminating the risk of her getting heatstroke.

The girl's words of thanks were mixed with the annoying chirping of cicadas, and the refreshing taste of lemonade rolling in the mouth became hazy, turning into a part of their shared memories.

【You spent the first day of school in harmony. 】

The next day, you had so much to do: get to know your roommates, buy any missing supplies, help Mu memorize the various routes around Todai, and organize your schedule for basic and professional courses.

You may not know many students at the entire University of Tokyo, but you know the dorm managers and instructors like the regular NPCs like the back of your hand. You can recite them by heart.

The problem is that Mu only knows you, and since she's feeling uneasy in a new environment, it's only natural that she becomes your only dinner partner and follower.

While you were helping her get acquainted with the University of Tokyo, you also bought several new outfits online. They were for Mori Minami. As her future son-in-law, you could visually assess your mother-in-law's figure.

You placed the order under Mu's name. As soon as Mori Minami received the clothes, she called you to ask about it. You explained that Mu was working as a tutor, earning money while also caring about her mother, who was too busy with work to care for her.