Tokyo: The simulation begins with the big sister next door

Chapter 242 Chapter 239: It came out, a head came out
After searching outside for a while, Yuki Tamamo's little face was full of anxiety, and Katsura Fukada became a little panicked from being calm at the beginning.

Many news headlines even appeared in Katsura Fukada's mind, such as the mysterious disappearance of a national female star and the sudden death of a travel companion... Countless scenes from horror movies were constantly emerging.

In comparison, An Zeliang was much calmer, just like going out to bask in the sun in the middle of the night, walking around and admiring the moonlight, without looking anxious at all.

Seeing him like this, Fukada Keiya no longer felt that Ibuki Yuki had any special feelings for him.

After all, Ibuki got lost in the middle of the night, and her cell phone was out of battery and she couldn't contact her. Even a casual acquaintance would show appropriate anxiety and worry.

But Anzeliang's behavior was as if Ibukiyuki hadn't lost it at all, and he didn't take it to heart at all.

On the contrary, Tamamo Yuki, who didn't look familiar with Ibuki Yuki, really searched and looked all the way, her lips were dry in a hurry, but in this case, she didn't forget to hand the kettle to Yasawa Ryo and Fukada Katsura.

"Yasawa-kun, Miss Fukada...your cheeks are all dry. They should hurt when the wind blows. Please moisten them with water."

"You take a few sips first to moisten your mouth, and then I'll drink." Katsura Fukada couldn't bear it. During this period, she came to Tamamo Sachi many times until the child was pure, innocent and kind.

"Anzawa-san, where do you think Ibuki-senpai is?" Unable to hold back, Katsura Fukada asked.

"Maybe you're home already." An Zeliang was playing with his mobile phone and replied with a smile.

"We have been searching all the way. If Ibuki-senpai goes home, there should be someone passing by..." Katsura Fukada was going to continue to explain to Yasu Ryo how serious the current situation was, asking him to let go of his indifferent attitude.

"It's like a telepathic feeling." Anze Liang put away his phone and continued in a dazed manner, "Next second, Sister Ibuki will call you and say that she has arrived home."

"Jingle Bell--!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fukada Katsura's cell phone rang suddenly.

"?"

Listening to the ringing tone in confusion, Katsura Fukada quickly answered the phone and kept saying yes, then put down the phone in confusion.

"Is it Miss Ibuki?" Yuki Tamamo asked anxiously.

"Yes...she said she found a convenience store, charged her mobile phone, and now she's walking home..." Gui Fukada's tone was a little strange.

Good guy!
It turns out that as long as the feelings are deep, telepathy can really be achieved between people!

Looking at An Zeliang again, he still took Tamamo Sachi's little hand calmly and took the lead on the way home, just like when he went out to find someone.

After this episode, everyone's spirits were bouncing up and down like a roller coaster, except for Anze Liang. After returning home, they washed up and fell asleep. They were all exhausted.

But just when Katsura Fukada was about to close her eyes, Ibuki woke her up again and said that she wanted to change their positions. She slept on the left side, and Katsura Fukada slept on the right side, close to Yasawa Ryo and Tamamo Yuki.

"Okay." Fukada Kei didn't think much and agreed directly.

Silent all night.

The next day, Wednesday.

Yasuzawa woke up at the normal time and went to the bathroom to wash up, but today, the small bathroom was very lively. Yuki Tamamo and Ibuki Yuki were both standing in front of the mirror, gurgling foam.

"Good morning, Xiaoliang." Ibukiyuki greeted.

"Good morning, Yasawa-kun." Tamamo Sachi nodded and bent down, speaking softly and a little shyly.

"Everyone is up already?" At this time, Katsura Fukada came back from the door carrying breakfast and greeted with a smile, "Good morning, Anze-san."

An Zeliang looked at these three people and felt as if he had gotten up late during the Chinese New Year and the elders in the family were either chatting or eating. As soon as he woke up, he felt embarrassed to go downstairs.

The key is that he obviously got up at a normal time.

"You guys got up too early, and you caught me." An Zeliang picked up the disposable toothbrush Tamamo had prepared and complained while squeezing out the toothpaste.

After squeezing for a long time, he found that the toothpaste could not be squeezed out.

"Yasawa-kun, let me help you do it." Tamamo Yuki stretched out his little hand.

"That tube is empty and can't be used." Katsura Fukada took out the newly bought toothpaste from the bag and opened it diligently and brought it over.

"Thank you." An Zeliang took it casually, and just as he was about to use it, he saw Tamamo Yuki lowering his head, pressing the end of the toothpaste tube with a chopstick, then slowly rolling it up, and pushing it up little by little, patiently Roll to the head position.

"puff--!"

The toothpaste was finally forced out, revealing a small head.

"Yasawa-san, I've curled it up, you can use it." Tamamo Yuki raised his face and squeezed the toothpaste onto Anzeliang's toothbrush. His long eyelashes flickered and his eyes were clear and transparent.

"I really can't beat you." An Zeliang put down the new toothpaste and brushed his teeth, but suddenly an idea came to his mind.

"Xiao Xing, please go back to the company and make some videos on life tips, such as what to do if the shampoo suddenly runs out, how to repair holes in clothes, where is the most reliable place to store personal money...etc., etc."

"Okay, okay." Yuki Tamamo agreed obediently.

An Zeliang spit out the foam, rinsed his mouth and continued: "You can also take some pictures to show others, how to take the tram, how to take the plane...etc."

Hearing this, Katsura Fukada couldn't help but laugh. She wanted to say that in the Internet age, how could there be anyone who couldn't take a train or an airplane?

"Yasawa-kun, but I don't know how to take the train or the plane." Tamamo Yuki's voice was very low, but the room was not big and everyone was not far away, so they all heard this.

The smile that Katsura Fukada had just raised suddenly disappeared, and Ibuki became much calmer and asked gently.

"Xiao Xing, haven't you ever taken a tram?"

"My parents took me to ride when I was a kid, but then... I only had my grandma, and my family didn't have much money, so I never took it again." Tamamo Yuki's face was a little red, and she felt that she was really tacky for not having done it. Liang is embarrassed.

But at the same time, her eyes also reflected some deep curiosity, and she also wanted to know new things, but she didn't dare to ask anything out of character.

"It's normal if you've never taken a tram." An Zeliang answered with a smile.

Katsura Fukada glanced at him, a little disapproving. He thought that in this era, he had never flown on a plane and it was a small place with little knowledge. But he had never taken a train and said it was normal. That would be a bit funny.

This is not how you comfort people. You have to face the plight of others.

As a reporter, Katsura Fukada habitually analyzes in his mind.

"Really?" Tamamo Yuki raised her head and looked at An Zeliang. She was not questioning, she just wanted to be affirmed again.

"Really." An Zeliang nodded, "I couldn't walk when I was a child, and I only learned how to walk."

"Also, I didn't know how to swim in elementary school. It was my father who taught me how to swim... But he didn't teach me, he just kicked me down. I thought I was going to die, so I waved my hands crazily, and then Start swimming..."

While chatting, Anzaru opened the breakfast bought by Katsura Fukada. Yuki Tamamo noticed this and ran over to take it. He divided the breakfast for everyone and took the dishes.

However, she would look at An Zeliang from time to time and listen to the boy continue talking.

The same goes for Ibuki Yuki. She was extremely curious about the author's childhood experience. She listened with gusto and her eyes were bright. She even laughed softly when she heard that Azalea was kicked down and forced to learn how to swim.

The author is indeed a very serious person about life. The description of a very small thing is simple and simple, which makes people feel deeply involved. I couldn't help but listen to the end. "Aww!"

An Zeliang ate the pork buns sold in the convenience store and made a final summary of his remarks.

"When they are born, no one is a piece of barbecued pork. They all learn how to do it. No one can do everything, and no one can do anything."

"Yeah." Yuki Tamamo nodded, the blush on his face had long since disappeared, and he was no longer embarrassed. "I'll take the train on weekends to experience it and take notes."

"I will accompany you." Ibuki's eyes were moist for some reason, "As a senior, I have the responsibility to take care of the juniors."

"Thank you, Miss Ibuki." Yuki Tamamo thanked me obediently.

Katsura Fukada was a passerby, so he naturally didn't say much. He just sat aside and listened quietly, his head hanging a little low, and the look in his eyes was full of shame.

At first, she thought Anze Liang was just saying nice words to comfort Tamamo Yuki, but she didn't expect that after listening to it, her heart was really touched.

After working for six years, she had forgotten that when she graduated from college, she found that there were too many things that were not taught in school and no one in the workplace was willing to tell her. She felt helpless and panicked, looking for help everywhere.

"Tamamo-san, I'm sorry."

Suddenly, Katsura Fukada didn't know where the impulse came from. He blurted out these words and his eyes became moist.

"Hey, what happened all of a sudden?" Tamamo Sachi opened his eyes wide and hurriedly took out a handkerchief.

"It's nothing... I feel really embarrassed when I think about bothering you last night." Katsura Fukada smiled and wiped away a tear from the corner of his eye, feeling much calmer.

"When I was buying breakfast just now, I realized that my car was already ready and there were some things to do at the TV station. I have to go back now."

"Ms. Fukada, please bring breakfast." Tamamo Yuki seemed to have forgotten that this reporter was harassing him and insisted on getting the interview, but he still showed serious concern.

"Okay, thank you." Fukada Katsura stood up, "Yasawa-san, can you see me off?"

"Let's go." An Zeliang drank some water, stood up and followed her outside the house, standing next to the car.

"Ms. Fukada, what do you want to tell me?" An Zeliang asked straight to the point.

"When I was a student, my approach was very direct." Katsura Fukada smiled, but his tone was less attentive and his tone was very calm.

"Oh, to be honest, Anze-san, I know you didn't want me to have contact with Tamamo-san yesterday."

"I've been very busy during this period, so I haven't cared much about Xiaoxing." An Zeliang told the truth, "But she's not afraid of you, which means you've been here many times, and you've probably mentioned the interview many times. ”

"I was under a lot of pressure at work, and at that time..." Katsura Fukada wanted to explain something.

"You just use her past as interview material." An Zeliang interrupted her lightly and pointed out this fact.

"...Well, I am indeed." Katsura Fukada had nothing to say and could only scratch her head in embarrassment, "But I don't plan to interview her now."

"Tamamo-san... is actually having a much harder time than me. I can't get the materials. It's just a job change."

"She is such a nice person. If she is really chosen as material and all kinds of hype... life will definitely be very sad, very sad."

"... "

An Zeliang did not answer. He remembered that when he first met Tamamo Yuki, the grievances of Xiao Dumeng's parents had not been washed away. He was dependent on his grandmother, worked to earn money to support the family, and was insulted by netizens as the daughter of a murderer.

Those days were indeed not something ordinary people could live through.

But not only did Yuki Tamamo survive, he was still pure, innocent, and kind at heart.

Even though he knew what Katsura Fukada said about the interview being bad for him, he didn't rush him to leave when it was raining heavily.

He casually said that the company's workmanship was not good, so Xiao Doumeng spent all his money, including living expenses and tuition fees, and even wanted to help for free...

Little Daimeng is really worthy of being a good friend!
The forever kind!
But why would Azalea say these words to Katsura Fukada? Seeing that the other party was about to lose his temper, he interrupted in time.

"Okay, Miss Fukada, it's time for you to go back."

"Well, I won't think about using victims as material anymore, Yasawa-san, you can rest assured." Katsura Fukada said with a smile.

"Of course I'm relieved." An Zeliang looked at her, suddenly laughed, and took out the recording phone in his arms.

"Last time, someone spread rumors on the Internet to smear our company and was wanted by the entire Tokyo police station."

"This time, I still have real-life evidence. I believe that if something happens, wanted notices will be flying all over the sky again."

"There will definitely be a lot of people on the Internet, vying to be the little snowflakes who want to brave the world."

"I...you..." Fukada Kei was stunned for a moment.

She was so moved by Yuki Tamamo that she had a conscience attack and gave up the interview. She was still having a sincere conversation here... but An Zeliang actually recorded it? ? ?

At this time, An Zeliang also flipped the progress button, and the recording immediately started playing from there.

"You just use her past as interview material."

"...Well, I am."

The two conversations were clearly ringing in his ears, and Fukada Kei's whole body was numb.

The reporter admitted that she did not regard the interview subject as a human being, but as material, and she only wanted to make some news... This, if this was released, she would be finished!
"Anzesang, you...you are completely different from me when I was in school. I am much more sincere than you!"

"Unscrupulous reporter, stop talking nonsense." Anzeliang put his phone away again and said expressionlessly, "You have been harassing my good friend for so long, it is very polite to give you an excuse."

"I will no longer report or harass her, really." Katsura Fukada repeated helplessly.

"No." An Zeliang suddenly laughed, "The interview must continue, but I have the final say on how to continue and how to use the material."

"But as for the producer, it's not me who has the final say." Katsura Fukada had a headache.

"Sister Ibuki has the final say." An Zeliang didn't panic at all. Even if the TV station didn't broadcast it, his Douyin was still a platform. It would be more convenient to broadcast it directly and have everything under control.

It's just that the TV station is more formal, and the linkage between the two parties will make it easier for subsequent development.

In fact, Anze Liang did not expect that Fukada Keiliang would find out so quickly. He originally planned to use coercion and inducement, but as soon as Xiao Daimeng took action, he was immediately influenced.

"In this case, you will continue to interview Tamamo Yuki. The subject is naturally not a victim."

"What theme do you want?" Katsura Fukada couldn't beat him, and his thighs weren't as thick as his opponent's, so he had no choice but to obey.

"Let's start with a simple little hit." An Zeliang had already thought about it and said slowly.

"After three days in the village, my second sister cured my mental internal problems."

(End of this chapter)