I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

Noticing that Yuan Qingxue was having difficulty breathing and her cute little face showed discomfort, Wuma Xingjin quickly took out a portable oxygen bottle from his pocket and asked Arakawa Qinyue to help pass it to her.

However, Yuan Qingxue was still showing off and refused Wuma Xingjin's kindness.

In the end, Wu Ma Xingjin couldn't stand it any longer, so he found the opportunity to put the nozzle of the mask on her face, and pressed the air injection button. The feeling of nausea and dizziness was relieved with the inhalation of fresh oxygen.

Yuan Qingxue opened her eyes slightly and looked at Wuma Xingjin, as if asking why she was paying so much attention to her.

She stretched out her cold little hand and put it against the side of his face, and took it back mercilessly before Wuma Xingjin could enjoy the wonderful touch of the minister's palm.

Holding the oxygen bottle in one hand, Yuan Qingxue stretched out four fingers on the other hand, as if to indicate:

The things I promised you last time and the oxygen inhalation this time will be given to you with interest.

I thought I could enjoy it in a quiet and romantic place, but I didn’t expect it to be in a casual place like a tram?

Wuma Xingjin was instantly disappointed: "How could this happen..."

Seeing that his member was too greedy, Yuan Qingxue turned around and looked at the scenery passing by from the car window, unable to see her expression clearly.

It's so cunning to flirt in front of me, and Mr. Wuma is so lustful.

I wasn't such a person before, why did I suddenly become...

Arakawa Kotoyuki puffed up her chest in displeasure, feeling shy and proud when she saw Wu Ma Xingjin's reaction.

Why are you always obsessed with Yoko Kawaki and that Yu Izumi? Aren’t you very attractive yourself?

'Akihabara Station is here, please go to Electric Street...'

The announcement sounded, and the pink-filled tram journey ended with the opening of the door.

Chapter 113 The fuel for ignition comes from unscrupulous companies

As soon as they got out of the car, the three of them put on masks to hide their appearance.

As for the reason why I didn’t wear it on the train just now.

It's hard to say whether the passengers themselves can survive to the next stop. How can they bother to pay attention to other people? Plus, wearing a mask in such a crowded environment will definitely make it difficult to breathe.

Wuma Xingjin originally wanted to take a taxi, but this extravagant behavior was stopped by Yuan Qingxue. If he had known that the minister would be so weak, he would never have let the minister and Qinxue squeeze into the tram with him.

After walking for a while after leaving the station, Wuma Xingjin saw Vnor waiting for them at the gashapon machine not far away.

There were several girls nearby who were collecting tickets, trying to exchange them for the first-volume limited edition figure of the Otome game, but they had a frustrated look on their faces and clearly didn't win.

A few draws of the 3000 yen gashapon machine can make girls who are not well-off even more strapped for money. If they continue to draw, they will not even have money for the train home.

Under the large Mario inflatable figure opposite the gashapon machine.

A group of well-dressed underground idols were handing out performance flyers, and they would shake hands with each other cordially every time they handed out flyers. The idols who were raised in the industry are usually so friendly to the people.

Vnor is wearing a 'Forest Girl' dress and a hand-held embroidered fabric bag, looking sweet and natural.

She is less than 20 years old, but her dressing style is similar to that of [-] years ago. Vnor's personal appearance is considered to be above average, and she is probably the type who would be liked in school because of her looks.

"Awaited."

Wuma Xingjin took out a few baby warmers from his pocket and gave them to Vnor, who looked like he had been standing in the cold wind for more than ten minutes.

They arrived 5 minutes early, but they didn't expect the other party to be earlier.

Vnor was not very restrained, so she tore it open and stuck it to the inside of the outer coat.

"Thank you."

"How many people can leave this time?"

"There are probably less than five, but they all face huge compensation."

"I will find a way in this regard."

This time it is for those low-level vtubers who want to leave but are blocked by the company in every possible way.

After seeing that their Vs were gradually becoming uncontrolled, and some went directly to [Kyoto Inro], these unscrupulous companies suddenly became anxious.

No one spoke up before, until Wuma Xingjin’s [Kyoto Sound] was established. These oppressed Vs no longer had any worries. They told the audience about the company’s darkness before the live broadcast ended, and they all resisted the company’s alliance.

At the worst possible outcome, I have to give up the company's leather bag and reincarnate. In short, I must make the girls who are about to enter the industry realize the exploitation and darkness of the company.

A company with a very poor reputation lost its old employees and could not recruit new anchors. It was in a dilemma for a while.

People who are used to low-cost leather bags are reluctant to let them spend money for publicity. So they can only temporarily add new clauses to the contract to restrict vtubers who have not yet come to pick up the bucket and run away.

For example, in the past, if you asked for leave to visit a doctor, you would be fired. Now it is better, and your salary will only be deducted three times.

After chatting with Vnor, Wuma Xingjin found that Minister Yuan Qingxue was surrounded by a group of girls excitedly. Each of them clasped their hands as if they were worshiping some god. He still looked cold.

After taking a closer look, it turned out that it was Minister Yuan Qingxue who had drawn the limited peripheral items for them.

Well, it’s not surprising that this probability thing was calculated by the minister.

First he took out the portable oxygen inhaler, and then the warm baby. Arakawa Kotoyuki was curious about what else Wuma Xingjin could take out.

"Wuma-kun, you are the blue Doraemon, right?"

"Just be prepared."

"Qin Xue, do you need anything?"

"Um...hand cream?"

Taking out a tube of high silk moisturizing hand cream and handing it to Arakawa Kotoyuki, Wuma Xingjin pretended to cough twice:

"Don't look at me like that."

"Having been together for so long, I happen to be able to guess what you are thinking."

In the beginning, Mr. Wu Ma was not so good at taking care of others, and he has indeed changed a lot.

Seeing Wu Ma Xingjin pretending not to think about you specifically, Arakawa Kotoyuki secretly snickered, took the hand cream Wu Ma Xingjin unscrewed for her, deliberately squeezed half more than usual, and made a sound:

"It's too much, give some to Mr. Wuma."

Rubbing, rubbing, Arakawa Kotoyuki rubbed every part of the boy's fingers, meticulously and conscientiously. Things that could be solved in a few strokes were rubbed back and forth several times before it was finished.

The girl's hands are like fine goose velvet, smooth and soft, admirable, and cool and tender under the effect of hand cream.Like a cat's paw teasing at the tip of his heart, Wuma Xingjin subconsciously held Arakawa Kotoyuki's hand.

As soon as they touched each other, the girls were separated as if they were electrocuted.

Jumping a few steps forward, putting his hands behind his back, Arakawa Kotoyuki turned around and bent over, spitting out half of his pink tongue:

"I won't hold your hand."

"If I stay with a big idiot for a long time, I will become stupid."

Taking one step back is to take two steps forward. This is a girl's nirvana.

"If I were ranked second in deviation in Tokyo, I would be called an idiot."

"Then other people are so pitiful."

"Don't let others hear Qin Xue's words."

Seeing her smile, Wuma Xingjin couldn't help but smile. He took two steps forward and took her hand, stuffing it into his pocket to keep warm.

"There are more people here than Hachioji City. What if I get lost if I don't hold on tight?"

"Do you think I'm a child? Just a Wuma Jun."

"How do you imitate the minister's speech?"

"I want you to manage."

Being held by Wuma Xing's hand, the girl's trick worked, the corners of her mouth were raised, and her steps were light.

Follow Vnor to a familiar place, which is the office building where HDG Company is located.

Taking the elevator to the 16th floor, the layout is still the same as before, except that most of the people in the offices are missing, making it look empty.

There were a few haggard girls with slightly hoarse voices who were holding on to the live broadcast. They must have been working overtime for a long time.

When he saw someone entering the company, the manager thought it was a new customer and greeted him with a smile on his face.

After discovering that the oldest among them was only 20 years old, he twisted his lips, lay back on the sofa and blew in the warm air, playing with his mobile phone and complaining to other colleagues that business was getting harder and harder.

Wuma Xingjin walked to the sofa, avoiding the cigarette ashes on the ground, and noticed his movements. The manager shouted in the distance at the top of his lungs:

"Hey! Come here and clean up. Didn't you see the guests?"

The pink-haired vtuber girl wearing a motion capture suit shook her body, first apologized to the audience for being off the air, and then dragged her body to take out a broom from the utility room.

During this period, I was scolded by the manager for being slow.

Cleaning is not part of vtuber’s job scope, right?

And even if the work is slow, there is no need to scold the employees.Wuma Xingjin frowned slightly, seeming to understand why [Kyoto Sound]’s conditions were able to attract so many virtual anchors to defect to it just by following basic guarantees.

Of course, given their size, they couldn't handle so much, so quite a few of them were absorbed by Kawaki Media. Given Yoko Kawaki's relationship with him, they actually just worked under him.

Pulling the pink-haired girl, Wuma Xingjin asked her to rest aside, and turned to the manager who was lying on the sofa and looking at people through his nostrils:

"We are here on a commission to help the remaining virtual anchors leave their jobs."

The manager laughed suddenly and rolled his eyes to look at him:

"Are you kidding? It is written in black and white in the contract that any losses caused by resignation must be compensated according to the price."

"First they can get 1000 million yen."

Arakawa Kotoyuki is a vtuber, and what the manager said made her very angry. She stepped forward and stood next to Wuma Xingjin and retorted:

"They work so hard, their wages are low and delayed, and they have to pay such unreasonable compensation when they leave."

"Isn't this just forcing them to leave?"

As we all know, the purpose of labor laws is not to comply with them.

Some of the girls who stayed behind were unable to make it in time, and some thought that they had worked hard and successfully competed with other virtual anchors, so they worked even harder.

But one thing they fail to understand is that working well and quickly is not necessarily an advantage. After all, the work belongs to the boss and the energy belongs to them.

The work is never finished, but energy is easily exhausted. If the work efficiency is high, then the hourly rate and piece rate can be lowered.

At least the remaining six people took on the work that should have been done by eighteen people, and the salary did not triple.

In this regard, there is an old saying in Japan: Those who can do more work.