Tokyo: The simulation begins with the big sister next door

Chapter 238 Chapter 235: Teacher Hayano comes to the door

Tamamo was still wearing Azawa's coat. There was a huge height difference between the two of them. The large and thick collar of the coat covered most of her small face. Her round deer-like eyes were looking at Anzawa.

"Ok?"

She spoke softly, not to express doubts, but to let An Zeliang know that she heard what was said.

After a few seconds, she moved her lips and nodded her head.

"Okay."

"When I go back, I will lay out the bedding for An Ze."

An Zeliang just said it casually as if it was a joke, but Tamamo Sachi didn't hear it and agreed obediently.

After all, it is normal for good friends to sleep at home.

"I don't really want to sleep in the guest room." An Zeliang blinked and sighed deliberately.

"No, there is no guest room." Tamamo Yuki rubbed Anze Liang's fingers. She didn't realize that An Zeliang was not cold to begin with. After rubbing for a while, the palms and fingertips were red and a little warm.

"Classmate Anze sleeps in the same room with me and sleeps next to me...is that okay?"

"It's not impossible." An Zeliang pondered for a few seconds, looking like he was thinking, "However, I am a little curious whether Tamamo-san's bedding is enough, so that it is not warm enough to sleep."

Tamamo Yuki stopped warming his hands and showed a somewhat embarrassed look.

"An, classmate Anze... do you want to sleep on my bed?"

Even Tamamo-san, who is cute and natural, finally realized that something was not right.

"That's what you said. I didn't think so." An Zeliang teased her again.

Tamamo Yuki didn't feel any difference, she still nodded her head, her expression became more embarrassed, and she looked very reluctant. After a while, Anze Liang saw her frowning, thinking hard, and finally spoke.

"Anze-san...I, I want to get off at the convenience store."

"What's wrong?" An Zeliang was slightly stunned.

Did the little Daimeng suddenly realize that he was so frightened by the joke that he jumped out of the car and walked home?
"I want to buy a power strip." Tamamo Yuki explained obediently, "The cord of the electric blanket at home is not long enough. If I sleep near the door, some of it cannot be plugged in."

"Why are you sleeping so far away?"

"There is wind at the door. I used to sleep outside to protect grandma from the wind." Tamamo Sachi's voice was soft, and her little hands started to move again at some point, rubbing Anze Liang's fingers and continuing to warm his hands.

"It'll be cold when An Ze sleeps there. I'll lay out the electric blanket for you."

"Then Tamamo-san moves the quilt inside, so I can sleep inside and you can sleep outside, right?"

"...Okay, that seems to be the case." Tamamo Yuki finally reacted, and the tips of his ears were slightly red.

Looking at that cute little face, I always feel like I am ready to take a bite.

Just as Anzawa was thinking about it, the taxi stopped. Yuki Tamamo let go of his hand, took off his coat and gave it back to him, then took out his wallet to pay the fare: "Yasawa-san, we are home."

"Go down and open the door first." An Zeliang kicked her out of the car casually, and gave the driver a few instructions before paying and getting off.

Looking from a distance, Yuki Tamamo was cowering and preparing to open the door. However, there was a figure squatting next to the door, with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

I walked in and took a look. She was a woman in professional attire. She looked young, about 27 or [-] years old. She still had a work badge and a press card hanging on her chest, which read Tokyo TV, Katsura Fukada.

"Miss Fukada, wake up."

Tamamo Yuki seemed to know the other person, and didn't show any surprise. He stretched out his hand to push the other person.

"Well..." Katsura Fukada woke up with a frown on her face, looking very impatient, but when she saw it was Yuki Tamamo, she immediately put on her professional smile at work, quickly straightened her clothes and stood up.

"Xiao Xing, you are finally back. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"How have you considered the interview?"

Tamamo Sachi held the key, and although her expression was a bit awkward, she still shook her head and silently rejected the other party.

Katsura Fukada didn't look discouraged and continued to persuade.

"Xiao Xing, you also know the situation of the previous victims. You are the only person who has been with Watanabe Junichi for so long. It can be said that you know him best in the world."

"If through this interview with you, I can..."

"Hello, Ms. Fukada, I am An Zeliang, Xiaoxing's boyfriend." An Zeliang interrupted her directly, smiling and extending his hand.

"...Hello." Fukada Kei was stunned, and politely shook hands with An Zeliang, a little curious, "I don't seem to have heard from her that Xiaoxing has a boyfriend."

"She likes a low-key and peaceful life, and doesn't like to talk about private matters outside." An Zeliang said calmly, took the key from Tamamo Yuki's hand and opened the door, "Xiao Yuki, please go inside first."

"Where is Anzawa-san?" Yuki Tamamo breathed a sigh of relief and hid behind Anzeliang with her petite body.

"I'll have a chat with Miss Fukada and I'll go home soon." An Zeliang patted her on the back in an intimate gesture.

Tamamo Sachi obediently entered the house, but she didn't go too far. She stood in the entrance hall, waiting for An Zeliang in silence.

"Miss Fukada is from TV Tokyo?" Yasuzawa said politely, "I have a weekend off this week, and I happen to have a talk show to be recorded on TV Tokyo."

"Saturday weekend?" Katsura Fukada thought for a moment, and then continued the conversation very cooperatively, "A financial program, interviewing emerging entrepreneurs in Tokyo. I remember that more than half of the people who appeared on that program became people with a net worth of over [-] million. Where are the entrepreneurs?”

"Is it so powerful?" An Zeliang was a little surprised, "I don't know much about this. I participated in this interview at the invitation of a friend."

"Mr. Ninomiya really likes to dig out some start-up companies and conduct in-depth interviews." Katsura Fukada was talking about the producer of the talk show, but she was stunned when she saw Azawa's confused look.

"Isn't it Mr. Ninomiya who invited you?"

"No." An Zeliang shook his head, "It was Sister Ibuki who insisted on arranging it."

Ibuki-san?
Among the artists that TV Tokyo often collaborates with, the only one whose last name is Ibuki seems to be Ibuki Yuki.

Katsura Fukada was a little in disbelief.

What is Ibuki Yuki's status? She is one of the most popular female celebrities in Tokyo. Her national popularity and popularity are both at the top level. If she hadn't appeared in too few programs and didn't usually participate in variety shows, she would definitely be more popular than she is now. The higher it is, the more popular it will be.

Katsura Fukada has been working at TV Tokyo for six years and has only met Ibuki twice. Once when he was washing his hands in the bathroom, he ran into Ibuki who was arranging his clothes.

Another time, she passed by the recording studio when she got off work and saw Ibukiyuki communicating with the director through the window.

The producer, who was usually dissatisfied with her interview materials and always found fault with her, nodded with a smile on his face and seemed extremely satisfied.

How could Ibuki like this recommend a kid who looks like a high school student to participate in the show?
Thinking of what Azalea said about sister, Fukada Kei couldn't help but hesitate.

Is it a relative?

Suddenly, Anze Liang's cell phone rang, and when he lowered his head, he saw that it was Ibuki Yuki.

It really means that Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here.

However, in the simulation, Ibuki also called at this time, asking about the interview practice, and wanted Azalea to perform better.

So An Zeliang was not surprised at this time. He gestured to Katsura Fukada and picked up the phone.

"Ibuki-sama, what's wrong?"

"...Is it Anzawa-san?" Ibukiyuki confirmed hesitantly. After receiving Anzeliang's affirmative answer, she swallowed and felt a little nervous.

"Xiao Liang, I'm looking for you for an interview."

Ibuki tentatively changed the title to a more intimate one. Seeing that Yasuzawa didn't show any disgust, her tone suddenly became a little happy. Being able to call her favorite animation boss so intimately is what many fans dream of. matter.

Excited, Ibuki continued.

"Are you free tonight? I asked the paper man for a question book, and I wanted to practice with you."

Yasawa paused. If he was in the apartment, it would be okay for Ibuki to come over. But now he has to sleep at Tamamo Yuki's house. If it rains heavily tonight, it will be inconvenient for Ibuki to go back. Maybe he will stay at the house. here……

Where will Ibuki sleep then?
He can't have Tamamo Yuki on his left and Ibuki Yuki on his right.

An Zeliang thought for three seconds and then spoke.

"...Sister Ibuki, I'm not in the apartment. I'm at a friend's house. But I do have time. I'll send you the address. Come over." "Okay, I'll drive right away." Ibuki agreed faster and hung up. She disconnected the phone, picked up her bag, and quickly walked out of the lounge. When passing by the glass window, she subconsciously adjusted her clothes in front of the reflection before leaving.

On the other side, An Zeliang also put away his phone and asked with a smile.

"Miss Fukada, is there anything else?"

"No more." Katsura Fukada shook his head. Since Ibuki Yuki and Yasu Ryo have such a good relationship, the interview with Tamamo Yuki will definitely not fall on her.

Although she was very reluctant, she could only leave now.

He was thinking clearly in his mind, but Katsura Fukada's steps did not move, and his expression was full of hesitation.

An Zeliang didn't waste time with her. After saying hello, he went directly into the house and blocked Fukada Katsura from the door.

"Ding!"

Katsura Fukada sighed, knowing that by interviewing the victim, she was opening up other people's scars, and it was normal to not be welcomed. She was about to leave, but at this moment, a text message suddenly popped up.

Producer Ernomiya: "Your material is not up to standard, and the theme of the program is completely unexplored."

Katsura Fukada didn't react much. She had been working for six years and was used to being rejected, so she had no idea of ​​resistance.

Producer Ninomiya: "What did you say last time? Have you found the material for the in-depth series of interviews with murderers?"

"...I haven't gotten an interview opportunity yet." Katsura Fukada typed in reply.

A few seconds later, a call came directly, and the producer Ninomiya cursed impatiently.

"Fukada, you are also a veteran reporter with six years of working experience. You can't even come up with a breaking news. Are you working hard?"

"Mr. Ninomiya, I..." Katsura Fukada held back tears and wanted to explain, but was interrupted again by Ninomiya.

"Okay, stop talking. You should reflect on yourself. Why can others come up with breaking news and first-hand materials? Where have you worked so hard for so many years?"

"It's been six years. It's not like I haven't given you a chance. That's it. If your work doesn't improve before the end of this year, just transfer your position and leave."

Snapped!
Without giving Katsura Fukada a chance to plead, Ninomiya hung up the phone.

Listening to the beeping busy tone in his ears, Katsura Fukada stood there blankly. After a while, he realized that the light rain was getting thicker and it was cool.

She was about to go to the car to take out the umbrella, but suddenly stopped and thought for a few seconds, then took off her coat, revealing the thin white shirt underneath. She stood in the rain for two or three minutes, and her upper body was soaked through. Putting on his coat, he stood in front of Tamamo Yuki's house again.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Come on, come on..." Tamamo Yuki's weak voice came from behind the door. She had just heard Yasawa Ryo talking about Ibuki Yuki's coming, and thought it was Ibuki Yuki who had arrived.

Wiping his hands on his apron, Tamamo Sachi opened the door.

"Hey...Miss Fukada, what are you...?"

"Xiao Xing, I'm really sorry, can you let me go in to take shelter from the rain?" Katsura Fukada was soaked all over and looked very pitiful. "I don't know why my car just won't start, and my phone is out of battery... "

The area is very remote. If I want to find a convenience store to charge, I have to walk in the rain for about ten minutes.

"Then...then come in..."

Tamamo Sachi lowered his eyes and said softly.

"Thank you, Xiaoxing." Fukada Katsura's tone was full of gratitude, and then he quickly walked into the house and stood at the entrance with restraint, "I won't disturb you, just stand here and wait for a while."

"You're all here, Miss Fukada doesn't have to be like this." Tamamo Yuki couldn't bear it and said proactively, "I'll get you some clothes to change into. Miss Fukada, you go take a hot shower."

"Thank you very much, Xiaoxing, you are a very kind child." Katsura Fukada walked into the house. When he looked up, he saw Anze Liang coming back from the balcony. He was casually wiping the rain off his hands and looking at it. Go and close the window.

"I..." Katsura Fukada was about to tell her the reason for coming in again, but An Zeliang waved her hand and interrupted her.

"I heard it all." Anze Liang took out his mobile phone, "I'll call you a taxi now. It's getting late. Miss Fukada should go home as soon as possible."

Katsura Fukada found it a bit strange. High school students are generally very concerned about face and find it difficult to refuse other people's requests. Moreover, she was like this. Normal people would not be able to bear it if they saw her.

An Zeliang's attitude was too firm and cold, like a ruthless scumbag.

"I...I just found out that I have lost my apartment key card. It's too late to go back now, and I don't have time to find a replacement for it from the property management company!" Katsura Fukada immediately added, "I really can't go back tonight...Xiao Xing, please let me I'll stay here for one night and I'll pay, please..."

Knowing that he could not persuade Azaru, Katsura Fukada focused his persuasion on Yuki Tamamo, grabbing her directly with both hands, and pleading on his face.

Tamamo Sachi was a little panicked. She did feel that Fukada Katsura was pitiful like this, but she still subconsciously looked at An Zeliang.

"An, Mr. Anze?"

Looking at Tamamo Yuki's watery eyes, An Zeliang put down the phone helplessly.

"Okay, they're all at Xiaoxing's house, so just listen to Xiaoxing."

"Thank you..." Katsura Fukada breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that although Yuki Tamamo's boyfriend is hard-hearted, he still has a weak point. This weak point is Yuki Tamamo.

As long as she can hold Tamamo Sachi, Anze Liang will have nothing to fear.

Maybe not only could he complete the interview task, but he could also use Azalea's connections to get in touch with Ibuki Yuki.

Katsura Fukada thought to himself and did not dare to delay. He immediately took the change of clothes sent by Tamamo Yuki and went to the bathroom, intending to confirm the fact that he was staying overnight as soon as possible.

At the same time, An Zeliang also walked into the kitchen.

After settling in Fukada Katsura, Tamamo Yuki continued to prepare food and cook, with something simmering in the casserole.

"Let's eat cabbage, tofu and pork pot tonight, Anze-san..."

"Hey, Xiaoxing said before that he should get used to his identity as soon as possible, but now he has become a classmate..." An Zeliang sighed.

Tamamo Yuki's cheeks were covered with a light blush, and he lowered his head and did not dare to look up: "I'm not used to it yet... I will continue to work hard in the future, Anze and... Anze-kun."

"Xiao Xing, Miss Fukada said she wanted to stay overnight, so she probably still wants to interview you. What do you think?" An Zeliang asked.

"I haven't thought about it yet..." Tamamo Yuki answered honestly, "I just felt that she needed help just now, and I kind of wanted to help her."

An Zeliang didn't say anything. In fact, as a person from the Dragon Kingdom in his previous life, he had been educated to be helpful to others since he was a child. He was not the kind of cold-blooded person. But this Fukada Gui obviously had other intentions, and the choice of letting her sleep here was very difficult. Not wise.

While thinking about it, Tamamo Sachi saw that he was silent, raised his little head and took a sneak peek, then lowered it again.

click, click...

After preparing the dishes in silence for a while, Tamamo Yuki whispered.

"Anze-kun, don't be angry..."

"Miss Fukada won't do anything bad. She's a very nice person. She even bought me something when she came to see me last time."

"When grandma passed away, I also thought, if only someone could help me... Miss Fukada must have thought the same thing just now..."

"Well."

Before Tamamo Sachi could finish speaking, his head was patted by Azawa Ryo.

"Lucky, I want spicy cabbage and tofu pot."

"Okay, okay." Tamamo Yuki nodded his head vigorously, and a happy smile appeared on his cute face again, feeling that An Zeliang was no longer angry.

"I'll go to the living room and clear the table." An Zeliang left the kitchen, looked at the narrow living room, and took a few steps back and forth.

Tamamo Yuki's home is very small. Once the dining table in the living room is closed, it becomes a bedroom. Sleeping four people in this small space feels a bit overwhelming.

Yuki Tamamo slept on the left side, Katsura Fukada slept on the right side, and he slept in the middle, so Ibuki's place was gone.

He couldn't let Ibuki sleep in his bed.

Just as he was thinking about it, An Zeliang's phone suddenly vibrated.

"Xiao Liang, I have sent Saya-san home. Where are you now?"

Hayano Hoshiko was sitting in the car, waiting downstairs in the apartment, typing pitifully on the keyboard.

(End of this chapter)