Monday morning

"It's time to go to school!"

Nangong Mu looked at the time after waking up, and sighed with mixed feelings.

At first, when he awakened his memories of his past life, he was a little excited to go back to school, but after enjoying a few days of vacation, the initial mood had long been thrown out of the window.

It's like when you start writing a novel, you are always full of enthusiasm and can type a few hundred words in minutes.

After hundreds of thousands or millions of words, typing every day becomes a torture.

Cheer up, wash and pack up simply, and then go out.

Unlike ordinary time travelers, Nangong Mu's parents are both dead, he has a sister and a house.

Nangong Mu's parents are still alive, he has no sister, and the house he lives in now is the one he lives in.

"I don't know where those two guys are now."

Father, Nangong Ye, mother, Nangong Nahui.

Both are professors in the Department of Archaeology at a university in Kanagawa.

As for why the two of them were obviously working in Kanagawa, but finally bought a house in Tokyo, according to the content of memory, it can be traced back to more than ten years ago when Nangong Mu was just born.

The specifics are not very relevant, so I won't go into details.

To put it simply, at that time, the two were still working in Tokyo, and they were not transferred to Kanagawa until Nangong Mu was 6 years old.

Although Kanagawa Prefecture is a first-level administrative region of Japan, in terms of educational resources, there is still a certain gap with Tokyo.

In addition, the two often took their students to fly all over the country, so even if Nangong Mu was in Kanagawa, it would not make much sense.

This caused him to get used to living alone since he was a child.

When he was in junior high school, he simply moved back to Tokyo.

"Honestly, 360 yen."

Nangong Mu collected all his thoughts and took out a thousand-yuan bill from his wallet.

"Welcome to come next time."

With the cashier's smiling face, Nangong Mu put away the coins he got as change, picked up the heated rice balls, and walked out of the convenience store.

There is no place selling breakfast in Neon.

Apart from preparing it by himself, the only way to solve the stomach problem is the convenience store.

Not to mention the previous life, it is impossible for someone who lives alone for a long time not to know how to cook. It can't be said to be delicious or bad, but it can barely fill the stomach.

The storage in the refrigerator was completely emptied yesterday, and it was not replenished in time, so this wasteful choice could only be made.

Yes, waste!

"5 rice balls, each costs 72 yen"

"The contents are glutinous rice, shredded seaweed, diced carrots, and shredded lettuce."

Converted to the corresponding value of the raw materials, it should be possible to make 12 rice balls of the same size.

Eating 4 in the morning can solve the breakfast for 3 days!!

"Damn it!"

The more he thought about it, the more the rice ball in his hand tasted bad.

Why are you obsessed with such a small thing?

Of course it's because you have no money!!

At school, a medium-to-high-end barbecue set meal at noon is 500 yen, which means 15,000 yen for 30 days a month.

But excluding the regular 4 weeks and 8 days of holidays, it actually only costs 11,000 yen.

If you prepare it yourself, Nangong Mu is confident that the total cost of three meals a day can be controlled within 400 yen!

Counting the necessary condiments such as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, the necessary expenses for food in a month are about 15,000 yen.

Both of his parents are university professors, and even if his major is very niche in archaeology, his income is not high. How could it be so low?

Not to mention that the two are somewhat famous in the archaeological community.

As their biological son, Nangong Mu's living expenses will naturally not be harsh.

There are seven pieces of Yukichi a month!

Many people may not feel the reality of this, but if you convert it to 3500R, you can understand the weight of it, right?

A sophomore high school student has so much living expenses every month, even if he lives alone, it is definitely not a small amount. Not to mention that the rent is also deducted.

Not to mention saving money, even if you spend it lavishly, you can live a comfortable life in Tokyo.

But it is only the middle of April.

Nangong Mu can't even find a piece of Yukichi in his pocket.

"Even if the character you like has a limited edition figurine, at least consider the actual situation!"

Throwing the packaging bag in his hand into the trash can beside him, Nangong Mu sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Becoming friends with an otaku like Aki Tomoya, you don't need to think about the original body's interests and hobbies.

Thanks to this.

Even though the original body is handsome and has excellent grades, he doesn't have many friends.

Even though animation is a pillar industry in Japan, guys who put"otaku" on the table will inevitably be discriminated against to a certain extent.

However, I have received a few love letters.

What a pity.

At that time, Nangong Mu, who only had a paper wife in his eyes, threw them into the trash can.

"At least let's see who she is and whether she is pretty or not!"

Nangong Mu shook his head and could only say that she was still too young.

"I don't know when there will be news about the comics."

"I have to work hard to draw the next two chapters when I go back today."

If the magazine is the serialization goal, there must be at least three chapters.

After all, various emergencies may occur during the serialization period, and a certain amount of manuscripts must be stored to deal with them.

This is the rule set by the publisher.

Moreover,...

"The high energy of Madoka Magica also starts from the third episode!"

Thinking of the scene in his mind, Nangong Mu also showed a kind smile on his face.

As for how to live in the next half month with little money in hand, he can only say that he can either shamelessly borrow some money from friends for emergency, or ask his parents for some.

Anyway, it is impossible to work.

It's not to the point of desperation, why should I work so hard?......

When Nangong Mu arrived in the classroom, there were still more than 10 minutes left before class. As an invisible person in the class, his arrival did not attract much attention.......

"I thought the car accident last week also took away classmate Nangong who was watching the show nearby."...................... ps: Although I have tried very hard to find information, my ability is limited and I still cannot find a lot of professional content. So if it involves professional knowledge related to the comics industry, don't worry too much. Everything is based on what the author writes. That's it!

By the way, how about giving me some flowers?

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