life in the world

Apologizing to Xuanxia in his heart, Hoshikawa Harutaki lied without blushing.

"I don't know your budget, Mr. Xingchuan...?"

"One million yen is fine, please."

"Too."

It was only then that Murai Ren realized that the students in this Hitani High School located in Minato-ku were either rich or expensive, and the worst family members were at least middle-class.

"If you want to save some pocket money, Mr. Hoshikawa, you can go to Takadanobaba. The haircuts there basically cost [-] yen or even less. If you want to make an appointment for more expensive ones, I personally recommend GARDEN in Harajuku. It costs [-] yen for hair, and tens of thousands of yen for perm or hair dye.”

"Then please ask Murai-san to give the latter the appointment number or website."

Saying that, Hoshikawa Harutaki skillfully took out the phone from his pocket and opened the Line interface.

"Add a friend."

3 minutes later……

"not bad."

Looking at the communication list that had become four friends, Harutaki whistled happily.

He not only asked Ren Murai about the haircut just now, but also learned about the situation in the class from the other party.

For example, the red-haired cutie sitting in front of him is named Xiaoshan Yangxiang, and he is one of the main players in the basketball team.For example, Sifang is indeed a young lady from Kyoto, and Nogami's family background even the principal can't do anything about her.

"Hey, hey, Harutaki, you can actually talk and laugh with a guy like Murai..."

When Harutaki Xingchuan returned to his seat and began to pack his schoolbag, and was about to go home to get money to buy his outfit, Akitaka Tazaki came up again, complaining incredulously.

"What is a guy like Murai?"

"It's the corner of the sun, ah, let me tell you!"

"It's quite easy to talk to Murai."

"Liar."

Whether Tazaki believed it or not, Harutaki really thought so in his heart.

Compared to Tasaki's high-ranking Xianzhu Murai, he has seen too many guys who talk to themselves and immerse themselves in their own world. When speaking, they don't consider the feelings and emotions of the other party at all, and only focus on expressing their own opinions.And Murai, or people like Murai Ren, can maintain an appropriate distance and appropriate words in both dialogue and communication, and chatting is not only relaxed but also not boring.

"Um, Harutaki...can you teach me the secret of how you can communicate easily with Murai-san?"

Tasaki was a little embarrassed, and begged with hesitation.

"If I can be like you, Harutaki, half of my dream will come true!"

"dream?"

"At the next gathering, I can have a few more words with the 'Princess'. It would be even better if I could make her smile happily."

What a humble dream, Tazaki...

Hoshikawa Harutaki couldn't find a suitable word to describe it in his memory. The closest thing was キープ (keep)-kun, that is, the spare tire man, but the image of Tazaki obviously didn't even qualify as a spare tire.

It is probably more appropriate to call it Caibu or an ATM machine.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help thinking about Tasaki's request.

Do you need profound principles or skills just to communicate with people?

"For chatting, just pick a topic that both parties are interested in, right?"

"Although you say that... but I don't have the talent for socializing at all..."

"It's best not to attribute the root cause of not working hard to talent."

Hoshikawa Harutaki has no interest in teaching Tasaki Akitaka how to communicate with others - he still has a lot of things to do.

So, intending to get away, he took out his mobile phone, and after pretending to glance at the time, he added a watch to his mental shopping list, while apologetically interrupting Tasaki's chattering complaints:

"It's already this time... Sorry, Zhao Xiao, I still have a lot of things to do today, how about teaching you social skills next time?"

"No no... hug, I'm sorry, it's my side that should apologize... Chun Taki, if you have something urgent, go first, it's not important on my side..."

"Then, bye, see you tomorrow."

"Bye...bye."

After sending Hoshikawa Harutaki off, Tasaki Akitaka sighed and sat back on the chair.

"It feels like Harutaki has changed completely..."

The overly heavy responsibility made the wooden chair creak, and when the sound just fell, the clatter of the desk being kicked suddenly followed closely behind.

"Hey, four-eyed fat boy, who is the guy who talked to you so vigorously just now?"

The terrifying voice pierced through the eardrums and pierced into the mind, Tazaki Akitaka raised his head in horror——what caught his eyes was Nogami-san's contemptuous smile full of arrogance.

"Oh, it turns out that a guy like Tazaki can have friends?"

On Nogami's left, a short girl with short dark purple hair laughed and sarcastically said, with wheat-colored skin, she looked like a hot girl.

"Saying, you are wrong, even bedbugs will appear in gangs."

On Nogami's right hand side, a tall chestnut-haired girl covered her mouth, her eyebrows and eyes curved into a crescent moon, and said briskly.

"Tell me, what's the name of the guy with the disgusting purple kelp peeping at me with lewd eyes?"

Nogami-san's voice was like a talisman, and Tazaki was so frightened that he lay on the table with his head in his arms, and his breathing was short of breath, as if he was about to suffocate to death.

Chapter 5--Unscrupulous system, Izumi Nogami's status panel

If Xingchuan Chuntaki, who was walking home, knew that his eyes were scolded as obscene, he would definitely call for injustice immediately - it was all the system's fault.

From Harutaki's point of view, the focus of his sight is indeed not on Nogami-san, but on the system panel that he quietly called out to study while he was passing the time.

When he observed Mr. Nogami for about half a minute, some strange changes occurred in the status bar that originally only displayed his own data.

Rows of data gradually turned into dim light spots, and finally gathered on the panel to form a pixel villain who looked similar to Harutaki Xingchuan.After entering the secondary interface of the villain that symbolizes Harutaki, the data that was originally displayed directly lay here quietly.

However, the reason for such a change in the interface is that next to the villain symbolizing Harutaki, there is a pixel villain whose appearance is similar to that of Nogami.

And after Harutaki opened the secondary interface of Mr. Nogami's status, which was completely opposite to his own simple status interface, and it could even be said to be "luxurious" to a world of difference, which was enough to shock him for three days and three nights.

【Part 1】

The opening chapter is still a poor-quality machine translation, which is disappointing.

【Izumi Nogami】

【Age: 16 years old. 】

[Height and weight: 159/56. 】

[First experience: None. 】

[First experience object: none. 】

Next to these status messages, there is a 2D portrait of Nogami in school uniform.

【Part 2】

[Body: With a young body and slender limbs, all the conditions that meet the standards of a beautiful girl can be satisfied on her.

The skeleton that is growing, the pelvis that has not yet bloomed, the mammary glands that are trying to develop...

Delicate skin wraps a body filled with soft fat, like a rose in bud, firmly protected by a thorn-like personality. 】

[Heart: Conceited in the world, self-absorbed—this kind of description may not be worthy of most men, but the girl herself is the embodiment of such words.She has the talent that matches it, and she has a proper identity.

The world is her toy box, and the toy box contains only toys.Toys are meant to be manipulated and brought fun to people, and she has always believed that this is the truth in the world. 】

[Chest: ...omit the word xxx...]

[Little baby's room: ...omit the word xxx...]

[Front yard: ...omit the word xxx...]

[Backcourt: ...omit the word xxx...]

【Part 3】

【not open】

In short, after reading Nogami-san's status panel, even Hoshikawa Harutaki, who has experienced a lot of storms, couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster, as if he had just rallied for a [-]-meter sprint.

Only at this moment did he realize that his system was far more than what he thought it was a bit unscrupulous——

It's quite unorthodox.

?

Push open the door and put on slippers... There is no "I'm back" greeting that is common in Japanese dramas or dramas that I have watched. After all, Hoshikawa Harutaki, who is the closest to his school, is often the first to return home .

Without a concrete presence, the words "I'm back" and "I'm out" only increase loneliness.

After hastily throwing down the backpack, Harutaki began to rummage in his room, and found the place where the original owner kept his pocket money.

There are several pink silicone props and lubricating fluid in the drawer of the computer desk. It is so full that it is obviously impossible to store pocket money.

The closet smelled of dust that hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and the clothes were piled up in a mess, forming a very funny scene with the few hangers hanging on the top rail.

Could it be the bottom of the bed?

Xingchuan Chuntaki lay down on the edge of the bed, and found that there was nothing under the bed except thick dust, not even the legendary little yellow book.

"Ah!"

A fluff ball made of dust brushed the tip of his nose, making him sneezed.

How did this guy live in this kind of room for so many years...

Chun Taki found that the shopping list in his mind had unknowingly stretched a long string.

Men's cosmetics, clothes, accessories, and even bedding, he thinks it is necessary to change a new set.

It's not that he is spoiled and has a cleanliness habit, but that he really can't even wash it out.

Five minutes later, with nothing but a bunch of R5 products, Hoshikawa Harutaki sat slumped on the floor, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket helplessly, and dialed Ayaka's number from his address book.

"Hey?"

"That... Ayaka..."

"Brother idiot, tell me what you want! Don't waste time by whining."

Ayaka complained impatiently.

"Do you know where my allowance is usually kept?"

"Aha?"

After hearing Hoshikawa Harutaki's question, Ayanka's surprised voice came from the receiver.

Since he didn't quite understand why the girl was surprised, he didn't speak, and Xuanxia didn't make a sound. It wasn't until the two sides were silent for more than ten seconds that the strange atmosphere was completely broken by the latter's grin.

"Did I hear you right? Harutaki, you're actually talking about saving money!?"

"Yes, what's the problem?"

Hearing this, recalling the original owner's worrisome otaku life, the vague uneasiness in Xingchuan Harutaki's heart became even higher.

"How many times have you borrowed pocket money from Qianqiu to buy your disgusting things. It would be nice if you can pay off the previous month's loan every month. Do you still want to save money?"

After laughing at her elder brother, Ayaka continued to sneer like a cannonball:

"Did you just call Qianqiu, and you can only come to me after you can't borrow money? Perverted brother, you don't think I can be like Qianqiu, let you use my pocket money to buy those messy dirty things Bar!?"

"..."

"Hello? Hello? Are you listening?"

She was listening, but if Ayaka and Harutaki were talking face to face, she would definitely notice that her brother's eyes had lost focus at this moment, and there was a sense of powerlessness at the end of her life floating all over her body.

It is really a prophecy...

Xingchuan Harutaki couldn't help thinking of the scene when he confidently refused Xuanxia's help when he went out in the morning, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.

However, the most worthless thing in life is a face and illusory self-esteem—at least before becoming famous.

"Well, Xuanxia, ​​didn't you say in the morning that you could lend me some money..."