After Boqi moved into my closet, the quiet life is gone forever

This kind of work, where the results of hard work are visible, has greatly enhanced Chaoyang's subjective initiative.

But as I kept delivering him, I got farther and farther away from home, until I finally arrived near Ikebukuro.

After coming to his senses, Chaoyang no longer dared to accept orders casually, for fear that he would not be able to go back.

"huh, huh"

After closing the order-taking software and squatting on the side of the road to rest, Chaoyang, panting heavily, drank a bottle of mineral water in one breath.

Then he patted his cheeks, forced himself to cheer up, and started again.

It's already 11pm, and Uber stops serving people after midnight. I'll see if I can get a ride back home. Otherwise, it's a waste of 12 kilometers.

"Beep beep beep"

UBER Driver sounded an incoming order notification.

[Is it near Qianchuan?... Okay, heading towards home. The order is... huh? Is it to Luosong to pick up five kilograms of drinks? [Unrelated text fragment:]

Chaoyang hesitated. After all, he was riding towards home, and it was almost time for UBER to stop providing service. After weighing the pros and cons, he accepted the order.

20 minutes later

Chaoyang looked at the address and walked to the door of a resident of the apartment.

"This is UBER! Sorry for the wait~"

Chaoyang held up the plastic bag in his hand towards the monitor on the doorbell.

The door in front of him opened instantly, and he took the plastic bag and closed the door in one go without uttering a single extra syllable.

[凸(fuck dish fuck) how rude]

"Then get ready to ride home."

After unloading the heavy objects, Chaoyang stretched himself, muttered to himself, and set off again, riding home late at night.

I rode my bike, fiddled with my phone and looked at the earnings.

[Hmm? Did the person just now actually tip 100 yen? ...I'm sorry.]

A little man appeared in Chaoyang's mind, clasped his hands together, and apologized profusely to the resident who had just been there.

There are still many good people in the world~

He sighed in his heart and stepped hard on the ground, put on his cloak and cut the moon again, and set out on his way home.

……

I've practiced this song. It's the one that Nijigasaki and I will perform for the first time on stage with her older sister, right? If I play it perfectly right away when I get back, will Nijigasaki and the others admire me even more? Hehehe. I want to upload it for some reviews, but I don't have a phone, so I can't record it, and I don't have an account. Are you asking him for help? ...No, no, Goto Ichiri, what are you thinking? He already bought me a guitar and spent a fortune. If this goes on, even if I sell all my internal organs, it won't be enough to pay it back.

Pochi shook his head desperately and even started banging his head against the wall to punish himself for his wishful thinking.

At this time, Chaoyang also returned to the door carrying a huge delivery package.

The door of the neighbor's house suddenly opened, and a man dressed like a social animal saw Chaoyang and immediately said with a very troubled expression

"Excuse me, are you from this family? We've been hearing banging noises on the wall since daytime, and just now in the middle of the night, too. I have to go to work tomorrow, and the contract here only allows one person to live here, right? If it keeps going on, I'll tell the administrator. Please be careful."

Chaoyang didn't understand the situation, but since Pochi lived at home, it was likely that what he said was true, so he lowered his head slightly and apologized softly.

"sorry"

When the man heard the Chaoyang accent, his attitude immediately changed. His expression, which was originally just a little troubled, immediately turned into disgust and impatience, and he smacked his lips.

"Tsk, a foreigner? No wonder you're like that. Do you understand Japanese? This is Japan, so follow the rules. Don't act like you're in your own country and do whatever you want. If you can't follow the rules, go back to your own country as soon as possible."

But this time Chaoyang was in the wrong, and although he was very unhappy, he had to admit his mistake.

"Really, I can't stand it."

The neighbor scratched his head, muttered something, and retreated back into the house. Chaoyang was also furious.

I plan to go back and give Pochi a lecture.

"Snapped"

After pulling the door open with force, Chaoyang, with an aggressive look on his face, took off his shoes and entered the room, just about to say something to Pochi.

"Uh... good evening."

Pochi in the house turned around blankly, with traces of blood on his forehead.

"Idiot, your forehead is bleeding and you don't even wipe it. Don't you have a first aid kit at home?"

Seeing Pochi's stupid look, Chaoyang's intention to teach her a lesson instantly disappeared, and he took out the bandages and disinfectant from the first aid kit.

Step forward.

"Don't move"

Under Chaoyang's commanding tone, Pochi immediately froze and dared not move.

Use a cotton ball soaked in disinfectant to gently touch the skin around the wound on Pochi's forehead. After disinfection, open the bandage, measure the length, cut off a piece and carefully wrap it around the wound.

"Okay, be careful, Ms. Goto. I'm also an international student studying abroad. I know how it feels when your family isn't around, so I hope you can cherish yourself more, since there's no one who can protect you from the wind and rain. Before you go home, I hope you can work hard to overcome this."

"Yes, I'm sorry to trouble you again..."

"Okay, let's eat. You look like you haven't eaten yet."

“Ah… Yeah.”

Pochi nodded, still so engrossed in his guitar that he didn't notice it was already early morning.

"I was lucky. I was delivering food when someone had a wrong address. I called them but they didn't answer. After waiting ten minutes and complaining to customer service, the order was canceled. I still got my money and got a free dinner. Hey... which one do you want, the Oyakodon or the Chicken Nuggets Donburi?"

"Chicken, chicken nugget bowl..."

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll heat it up in the microwave."

Boqi looked at the dusty Chaoyang, who had just finished bandaging himself and immediately started heating up the meal, thinking that he was just having fun at home.

Guilt flooded over me.

"...Yes, I'm sorry... It's a useless loser like me who traveled through time and space to burden you... If a cute, capable, and popular girl like Niji-chan or Kita-chan had traveled through time and space, you would be happier, right?"

Pochi has watched the animation in which she appeared several times. Although she doesn't actually know the other members of the End Band, she memorizes their personality traits so that she can always be ready to go back and make friends with them.

The more I compare myself with them, the more surprised I am that these girls are willing to make friends with someone as introverted as me, who gets sick after a few words, falls to the ground at any time, and makes abstract movements.

"You have this weird inferiority complex that's really serious. You know you're the most popular person in Lonely Rock, but don't you think you're cute? Honestly, I'm surprised I can hold myself together after living here for two days. I almost doubt I'm even a man. And just call me by my name. Can I call you Pochi?"

"Ah... sure... Qi, actually, I've wanted to be called that nickname for a long time... hehe."

When Pochi heard Chaoyang wanted to call him Pochi, he immediately grinned happily.

"Thank you, Liang-senpai! Even though you don't know me yet, thank you for giving me this nickname. Ah... Speaking of which, I have to be careful in the future... I can't lend money to Liang-senpai."

Chaoyang feels it is a waste. She is so cute, but every time she smiles she looks so vulgar. It is a waste of such a good and two-dimensional face.

However, it is because of these weird but cute performances of Pochi that so many emoticons were created, so Chaoyang naturally wouldn't say anything.

The heated rice bowl was brought over, and Chaoyang ate while chatting with Pochi about what happened during the day.

"Oh, there's one more thing... Do you want to go to school? Tomorrow I'll take you to the city hall to talk and see if we can resolve your identity issue. Then I'll find you a local high school. I don't know how long you'll be here. What if it's a few years? If you go back and time in your world is moving forward at the same time, your studies will be completely ruined."

"Ah... um, that."

When Pochi thought about the fact that he usually scored 0 points in the exams, it seemed that it didn't make any difference whether he failed or not, and there was no possibility of him falling any further.

"I might end up going back soon, and then all the relationships I've worked so hard to build at school will be wasted. And if I suddenly disappear after making new friends, they'll be sad and upset. Yeah, that's right. It's not that I don't want to go to school, it's just that there's no need!"

After brainstorming, Pochi quickly convinced himself.

"I'd rather not cause trouble for you, Chaoyang. Sorry for the trouble. I'll just stay home..."

"Actually, I'm a little worried that you'll become a shut-in. If you go back and really drop out of high school, you'll be screwed. Getting used to something is scary."

"No, I won't. When I go back, I will study hard and make friends. I already know the play and the plot, so it will be even more perfect."

After hearing what Pochi said, Chaoyang stopped talking.

Pochi also wanted to ask Chaoyang for help, but he felt that he had already caused him a lot of trouble.

I have always been in the state of wanting to say something but not daring to say it.

"Hey, just say whatever you want to say."

"Well, well... can you help me apply for an... account? The one on YouTube..."

"Oh, that's what you're asking for. I'll help you register after dinner."

"Can, is it okay?"

"What's the big deal about such a small thing? It's just a piece of cake. Well, maybe you can make a lot of money, although I'm not sure if just playing guitar can generate traffic..."

[These days, talent videos that don't show your face or breasts are basically unwatchable. For Pochi, showing breasts is definitely not okay. Whether she's willing or not is another matter, but I definitely don't want to. I don't know if she'd be willing to show her face.]

"Do you mind showing your face in the video?"

"Unreasonable, unreasonable, unreasonable!!!"

As soon as the word "Chaoyang Loumian" was said, Pochi's head shook like a rattle.

"Don't get excited, I'm just asking."

It seems like using video revenue to supplement household expenses isn't a good idea. I remember that if you enable YouTube video revenue, you get between 0.005 and 0.0025 RMB per play. If you become a popular blogger, you get 0.015 RMB per play. Well, let her pursue her own interests. Being too utilitarian might backfire.

After Chaoyang finished her meal, she quickly asked Boqi to bring the computer over and helped her register an account using her mobile phone number and email address.

After completing the registration, Chaoyang remembered something important.

"By the way, what kind of video camera are you going to use to shoot the video?"

"what…"

"... "

6. Everyone has made progress!

After living with Boqi for a few days, classes at Chaoyang University officially started.

This morning, the two of them were eating porridge and pickles, chatting from time to time as usual.

When Boqi saw Chaoyang sorting the university textbooks that had just been mailed and the student ID card in his wallet, he subconsciously admired him.

"Ah... So Chao, Chaoyang, are you a college student? A law student at that? Wow, so impressive... You're obviously a foreigner..."

"Ahaha, Pochi-chan, it's not that difficult for international students to get into Japanese universities as it is for Japanese people to get into their own universities. We're competing with foreigners in the entrance exam for foreign students, and the liberal arts subjects for international students are only liberal arts, Japanese, and math. The math is only about the level of a Chinese junior high school student, so at least for most Chinese people, getting into a decent university in Japan is not a difficult thing."

"So, I see. Chinese people are so good and amazing..."

Pochi listened attentively, opened his lips slightly, and felt a little happy in his heart.

"I see, I see... Living with foreigners isn't bad either. Hehehe, if I make friends in the future, I can use this as a topic of conversation."

"Stop talking about me... Crunch... Is your latest YouTube video doing well?"

The two of them were already completely familiar with each other, and Chaoyang no longer cared about his image. He asked Pochi while chewing his food in big mouthfuls.

Boqi's career as a YouTube blogger is limited by equipment. Every day, she can only borrow Chaoyang's mobile phone to shoot materials when he is at home. Chaoyang really can't help her this time. Even if he wants to help her, he has to wait for a while until his financial pressure is relieved.

"Ah... No, not many people... Only a few dozen people played it..."

[Most of them are ordered by me o(╥﹏╥)o]

Boqi himself also realized that he no longer had the mentality he had when he first started submitting videos. In the past, he was happy even if the number of views was in the single digits, and he did not feel anxious at all.

Now, since I have already gotten used to having tens of thousands of followers before the time travel, my videos also have thousands or tens of thousands of views.

As a result, she is now racking her brains to try to gain popularity.

Unfortunately, it still lacks exposure and has no effect.

With Chaoyang's comfort, the mentality that was about to collapse was barely maintained.

"You can't rush into making videos; you need to accumulate experience over time."

But at this moment, Pochi was no longer in the mood to listen to Chaoyang's preaching, and his tilted head started to move.

[Last time I saw a video of someone playing the piano in a swimsuit or maybe even underwear, it went viral... How about I try that too...ε＝ε＝ε＝(＃>д<)? No, no, I can't. Just imagining it makes me feel like I'm going to die.]

After breakfast, Chaoyang reminded Pochi to be safe at home as usual, and then went to the university.