Tokyo: The simulation begins with the big sister next door

Chapter 183 180: Yuzao Yuki's Invitation, I Met a Scumbag Killer!

Mr. Yamada is the head teacher of Rin Hoshimiya's class, so he naturally knows whether the students in the class have asked for leave.

This class is probably not Mr. Yamada's class. Not long after Hoshiko Hayano's message was sent, Mr. Yamada replied with a message.

"Student Xinggong didn't ask for leave, Mr. Hayano, what can you do with her?"

"No, no, it just suddenly occurred to me that I haven't asked Xinggong if he wants to participate in the next math competition. When I have time later, I'll talk to her slowly."

Hoshiko Hayano asked the students to read the English text while lowering her head to send a text message.

Seeing Mr. Yamada say that Hoshimiya Rin did not ask for leave, a little doubt appeared in her eyes, but soon, she seemed to understand something, and continued typing on the keyboard to edit the news.

Ten seconds later, Hoshiko Hayano pressed the send button again.

"Mr. Yamada, after school in the afternoon, can you help me bring the new teacher to have an overview of the current teaching progress?"

"I have some matters related to the math competition to deal with today, and I will leave school after school, so I may not be able to spare time."

In the last mathematics competition, An Zeliang led the team to win the No.1 result, defeated other prestigious schools, and became a dark horse.

At that time, it was also the first time that Qingshan University won the first place in the mathematics competition in so many years.

The school has done a lot of publicity for this. Not only was it finally able to feel proud when facing other colleges and universities, but the attitude towards An Zeliang naturally became very serious, and it has already started preparing for the next math competition in advance.

Kuroda Shin, who participated in the mathematics competition with Yasawa and others before, now goes to cram school every day after school for special training for the competition.

On the contrary, it was An Zeliang, the player who had made the final decision in the competition. When the principal asked later, he showed that he did not want to continue participating in the competition.

If you keep asking or forcing, An Zeliang is likely to get bored and refuse to participate directly, so the school did not dare to continue to ask An Zeliang, but handed over the relevant matters to those who have a relationship with An Zeliang. Good Mr. Hayano Hoshiko.

So seeing Hoshiko Hayano said that she was going to deal with the math competition, Mr. Yamada responded very positively.

"Well, Mr. Hayano, go ahead and do it, and leave the new teacher to me."

"You were the team leader of Anze in the last math competition. If you handle it, maybe Anze will be willing to agree to participate in the next math competition."

Hoshiko Hayano blinked her eyes, and the smile on her lips was inexplicably guilty.

"Well... I will find a way to persuade classmate Anze."

After a short reply, Hoshiko Hayano saw that the students were still reading the text, put the mobile phone behind the textbook, and ordered the delivery service of the convenience store.

After that, she flicked the screen solemnly, looked carefully, and added a few items to the shopping basket from time to time.

When she slid to the bottom of the product, Hoshiko Hayano was taken aback for a moment, looked around with guilty eyes, and her cheeks were a little red.

He poked twice on the screen with his fingertips hesitantly, Hoshiko Hayano still put it in the shopping basket, muttering in a very low voice.

"One is enough... No, no, two..."

"Hmm... just one! Sick people need more rest..."

"... "

At the same time, in the urban area of ​​Tokyo.

A taxi stopped by the side of the road, An Zeliang paid the fare, opened the door and walked out.

Central District.

Like all metropolitan areas, the city of Tokyo is divided into wards.

And now Yasawa came to the Chuo District, just like the name, the Chuo District is the central area of ​​Tokyo's economy, information, commerce, etc., and it is also the financial and commercial center of Japan.

At this time, An Zeliang looked around and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"A lot of people!"

That's right...

There are too many people in the central area!

There are endless cars on the road, and it feels like there is a traffic jam all the time.

The constant flow of people on the street is like the subway at [-] o'clock in the morning in BJ, office workers in suits and leather shoes, OLs in professional suits... Countless social animals are holding mobile phones or wearing bluetooth headsets, making calls in a hurry, Walking fast.

Yasawa Yoshimitsu was standing inside, and the tragic breath of the social animals came to his face.

It’s just such a long journey... An Zeliang even saw several people sitting on the curb, putting their notebooks on their laps, and revising the plan while making phone calls...

"Street lights in Japan are really a bit too spacey."

An Zeliang couldn't help but complain.

However, Japan has fewer lands, more people, and more unscrupulous companies. Although this scene is exaggerated, it is also expected by An Zeliang.

After sighing with emotion, An Zeliang went to a suitable office in the central area. He had already made an appointment with a negotiating agent here in advance. Soon, the two parties discussed detailed matters such as rent and rental time.

Half an hour later, An Zeliang stopped talking, picked up the teacup and took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and the expression on his face became a little helpless.

This is a very suitable place for website development, and you can meet many business leaders nearby to further broaden your circle.

But the contract aspect is really too domineering!
Not only is the rent ridiculously expensive... the length of the lease can only be signed according to the landlord's wishes, and there is no room for maneuver.

In fact, An Zeliang probably could have predicted this situation.

The reason why the contract at this place in the simulation is very smooth is because in the simulation, his team has Xinggong Rin and Nakano Aoi... There are many father-in-laws and many relationships, so things will naturally go smoothly.

But real life is different.

But... there is more than one suitable place, there is no need to waste any more time.

An Zeliang drank the water in the teacup slowly, then said some polite words, got up to say goodbye, took a taxi to the next place, and planned to inspect the suitable locations of several offline offices today.

With the experience in the simulation, An Zeliang's on-site inspection was very fast.

Soon, it was already noon.

An Zeliang also came to the last place, Shinjuku District.

The Aoyama High School he attended is in Bunkyo District, and Shinjuku District is next door to Bunkyo District, which is very close and convenient for commuting.

It's a pity that Shinjuku is a bit too chaotic. Not only are there many kabukichos, there are probably many gangsters in private... When the chaos was at its worst, many urban legends on the Internet were also produced.

It can be said that it is a little Gotham in Tokyo.

However, An Zeliang was not afraid of those gangsters, if something happened, he would call the police or go to his wife.

After half an hour.

An Zeliang walked out of the office building with a messenger bag on his body, which contained things such as contracts and seals.

Because Shinjuku is relatively chaotic, all the conditions of the contract are suitable, the rent is even lower than the market price, and the interior is also well-decorated. The employees hired later can move in with their bags and go to work with one click.

After negotiating with the intermediary, An Zeliang signed the rental contract directly, and called the server manufacturer by the way, quickly rented the server, and it will be installed in two days.

After everything was done, An Zeliang also let out a long sigh of relief.

"The next thing is to wait for the server to be fixed... well, I have to contact classmate Saya and tell her about the live broadcast."

While thinking about it, An Zeliang walked into the convenience store on the side of the road, took a bottle of water and lunch, and walked to the checkout counter. He was really tired from running today, so he didn't want to go to the restaurant to eat, so he just ate some Just deal with it.

At this time, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Hi, can you heat these two rice balls for me?"

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

"...Miss Matsui?"

"... "

inside the school.

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Nakano Aoi stood up subconsciously, took out the bento prepared last night, and wanted to walk towards Yasawa's seat.

"An Zetong..."

But after walking two steps, Nakano Aoi saw an empty seat, and her voice and footsteps stopped at the same time.

"Well... yes, classmate Anze asked for leave today."

Talking to herself, Nakano Aoi looked at the two identical bento boxes in her hand with some hesitation.

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

After standing beside Yasawa's seat and hesitating for a few seconds, Nakano Aoi thought of something, put the lunch back into the bag, and walked out of the classroom with the lunch bag.

"... "

Saya Mina looked at her back and moved her footsteps, as if she wanted to catch up, but in the end, she stopped in place and sat back to her seat silently.

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

A few minutes later, inside the convenience store.

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

"I didn't expect to meet you here... Today is Tuesday, shouldn't An Ze be in class?"

Matsui Rena's surprise when she first saw Yasawa had long since faded away. While talking, she took off the mask on her face and showed a friendly smile.

"I have some things to do in Shinjuku." An Zeliang explained casually, without saying too much, opened the bento and ate.

Rena Matsui nodded, and picked up the hot rice balls to unwrap, but at this moment, her fingertips suddenly twitched.

pat!

The hot rice balls slipped from the fingertips and fell to the ground.

Rena Matsui frowned slightly, then resumed her usual expression, rubbed her wrist lightly, and wanted to bend down to pick up the rice ball.

"Let me come, Ms. Matsui." Yasawa said, leaning over to pick up the rice ball and handing it to Matsui Rena.

"Student Anze, please."

Rena Matsui smiled sheepishly, and took the rice ball—during the movement, the sleeves of the sweater she was wearing swayed, revealing a small section of slender arm, which was wrapped with bandages in circles, and there were several places Still slightly oozing blood.

"Miss Matsui, why are you hurt?" An Zeliang was slightly taken aback, with a bit of concern naturally in his tone.

"Hmm... When I moved recently, I was accidentally hit by a box on my arm, and that's how it ended up..." Rena Matsui showed a helpless expression, and there was nothing wrong with her words.

Rena Matsui is already injured now, but in the simulation, she will return to Bunkyo District with a serious injury a few days later, and fall down in the alley near the apartment.

Who was the one who hurt Matsui Rena... the so-called stalker?

An Zeliang was puzzled for a moment.

But on the surface, he didn't show it, but frowned slightly, deliberately showing some hesitation.

"move place?"

Afterwards, An Zeliang seemed to have thought of something, showed a worried expression, and continued.

"Ms. Matsui, actually... When I went shopping at the convenience store yesterday afternoon, I heard someone asking about Ms. Matsui's whereabouts and asking if you moved or something..."

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

Yasawa looked at Matsui Rena, and continued speaking in a hesitant tone on purpose.

"It should be a boy, but he doesn't look tall, and he can't see his face clearly with a hat on, and his voice is very neutral... I'm not sure what gender it is."

All of these were of course fabricated by An Zeliang, he just wanted to see how Rena Matsui would react when she heard that a suspected stalker was asking about her.

But Rena Matsui just showed a more puzzled look.

"I don't seem to know such a person, maybe I got the wrong name?"

"...That's good." An Zeliang breathed a sigh of relief at the right time, and changed his tone of gratitude, "I saw that Ms. Matsui was injured, so I thought that the person who inquired about you was a perverted stalker, and then went to attack Matsui. Miss...fortunately not."

"How can there be a stalker targeting an ordinary girl like me? Anze classmate is overly worried and exaggerated." Rena Matsui smiled, threw the rice ball bag into the trash basket, and then stood up.

"Student Anze, I have to go back and continue to pack my things, so I won't chat with you for now."

"Wait a minute." An Zeliang stopped Matsui Rena, glanced at her arm, and said in a gentle tone with concern, "Miss Matsui, you are injured, so stop doing those heavy jobs, in case you get hit again What shall we do?"

Hearing this, Rena Matsui was slightly taken aback, smiled and shook her head.

"It's okay, it's just a small injury, I..."

But before Rena Matsui could finish speaking, Yasawa interrupted her.

"I knew Ms. Matsui would say that...well, I don't have anything to do today. If Ms. Matsui wants to move something, I'll go and move it for you."

"...This is too troublesome for you." Matsui Rena's tone was a little hesitant.

"Moving is very troublesome and tiring." An Zeliang smiled, "So after moving, can Ms. Matsui invite me to eat two more rice balls as a reward?"

Rena Matsui glanced at Yasawa Liang, and what caught her sight was the boy's sincere and innocent smile, which seemed to contain no trace of malice.

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

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

"Uh-huh."

"... "

Soon, An Zeliang followed Matsui Rena to the new apartment she rented. It looked very dilapidated like a simulation, and the surveillance cameras were all broken.

It's just that Rena Matsui hasn't moved yet, so the room is empty, with not much furniture and no traces of life.

After chatting casually with Matsui Rena and helping her move some furniture, Yasawa exchanged contact information with Matsui Rena.

"Miss Matsui, I have nothing to do these two days. Before your injury heals, you should stop moving around. Just leave the moving to me."

"Thank you..." Rena Matsui stroked the broken hair beside her ears, and smiled gratefully, "Student Anze, if you don't mind, I have prepared some tea in the apartment, and I can make a simple dinner..."

"No need, Ms. Matsui can rest well."

An Zeliang shook his head, and after chatting for a few more words, he said goodbye and left.

Rena Matsui did not go upstairs, but stood downstairs waving at Yasawa's back with a smile on her face, and when Yasawa's figure was completely out of sight, she restrained her smile, turned around calmly, and returned to the inside the room.

On the floor were several large boxes that Yasawa had brought over just now. Rena Matsui took out a utility knife and planned to take them apart one by one.

At this moment, the bell at the door rang suddenly.

"Who?"

Rena Matsui showed a simple and puzzled look, and opened the door with a utility knife.

"Hello, is this Ms. Matsui?" The person who came was the delivery guy, and he handed the bag to Rena Matsui.

"...It's me." Rena Matsui was slightly taken aback, took the bag and opened it to take a look, it was full of medicines for anti-inflammatory and hemostatic, as well as some bandages and so on.

On the takeout list, An Zeliang's name was written.

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

Looking at the bag of medicines and bandages, her expression was unusually calm, then she took out her mobile phone and clicked on An Zeliang's message.

"Student Anze, thank you."

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

"It's okay, Ms. Matsui needs to get better as soon as possible, and I will continue to help tomorrow."

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

This time, it was Yuzao's luck.

"Student Anze, are you free tonight?"

Seeing this, An Zeliang casually took a street photo of Shinjuku, edited the information, and sent it to Yuzao together.

In the club activity room, Tamazao Yuki was eating three lunch boxes with Nakano Aoi. Yasawa didn't come to school, and Nakano Aoi made an extra lunch, and the two shared and ate together.

At this time, Tamamoyuki's muted phone shook slightly, she picked up the phone and looked at it, and suddenly showed a pleasant smile.

"Well, but I'm in Shinjuku right now, and I don't think I'll be able to go back until a while later. Is there anything Tamamo-san can do for me?"

"I want to hang out with classmate Anze."

Yuzao replied fortunately, then picked up the phone, and clicked on the picture sent by An Zeliang...

The circle on the picture turned and turned, and after turning for a long time, it barely loaded a blurry preview image, and then completely stopped moving.

Seeing this, Tamamo skillfully restarted the software and opened the picture again.

Still motionless.

Da da.

Yuzao poked the screen, trying to restart the software again, but the phone was completely frozen.

Snapped!
A few seconds later, the screen of the phone was completely black, and Yuzao Yuki opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at the phone.

"Uh...what to do..."

"I haven't received the reply letter from classmate An Ze..."

　I will modify it later. . .replace

　　
　
(End of this chapter)