Tokyo: They say it's just dating, but they're serious about it.

I just got a pair of hands, and I can tell their value just by touching them.

This is the function at least for now, so being a middleman is the most suitable option.

However, Sheng Yan still had some doubts and wanted to check it again with his eyes, so he inserted the bank card into the ATM on the street to verify it, and it was all correct.

The debts that "he disappeared" carried have now fallen on him. Aside from the 90,000 yen in cash in the red envelope and less than 20,000 yen in his savings card, his total debt is 220,000 yen.

It's alright, not much.

It's only a ten-minute walk from the 1K apartment in Okubo 2-chome to the store near the Sanchome Nursery School.

In late April, the night wind chasing after garbage plastic bags was still a bit biting, and the drunken office workers who were vomiting by the roadside while leaning against cherry blossom trees were all wearing thick coats.

Katsuhiko was only wearing two thin shirts, but he didn't feel too cold while jogging. However, a few black buttons on his chest had popped off and he couldn't find them in the dark.

FamilyMart convenience store.

A girl is standing at the entrance under the light green billboard.

She pushed the glass door open with one hand, leaned half her body out of the door, and looked towards the intersection.

She was less than 1.6 meters tall, and her top was a slightly worn beige woolen trench coat with the hem hanging down to halfway down her thighs.

Below the hem of her dress was a half-exposed brown pleated skirt, the hem of which just past her knees fluttering in the wind, revealing a small section of her fair thighs. She wore white tights that just past her knees on her calves, and black leather shoes on her feet.

It was Kudo Sayuri, who was eager to get off work.

Students from a nearby women's university are already in their internships and will soon receive their graduation certificates, but no company will hire them, so they are working part-time here to make ends meet.

As he got closer, Katsuhiko could see her face clearly.

Her short, straight black hair with bangs, the neat ends just touching her shoulders, framed her small, oval face, which could be covered by a single hand.

Because the night wind was blowing into the room, her little nose was a little red from the cold, and she kept stamping her feet. She looked anxious, and her eyes were almost brimming with tears.

She was supposed to move out of the school dormitory during her internship, but because she couldn't find a job and her part-time job wasn't enough to cover rent, she was still living in the dormitory.

The dormitory gate was locked at 10:00 AM sharp. It's 9:50 now, and she won't be able to get back in time.

Katsuhiko uncovered another piece of memory from the compressed file: "The Disappeared Him" ​​had made an agreement with Kudo Momoi to arrive thirty minutes early, and she would then pay the difference out of her own pocket.

"Takenaka-kun, didn't you say... uh?"

Before Xiaobaihe could finish speaking, her anxious expression suddenly froze. As if startled, she took a small step back, tilted her head back, and looked up and down with wide eyes, full of hesitation.

Katsuhiko is about ten centimeters taller than "the one who disappeared". He has now taken off his glasses and his long hair has become a short haircut.

The work clothes he was wearing were several sizes too small, the tie was tied haphazardly, the shirt was bare-chested, the trousers were too short, exposing his entire ankle, and the cotton slippers on his feet were torn apart by his big feet, revealing his toes...

It doesn't look like anything good at all.

At this time, the gangs were still very rampant. Every few days, this convenience store would be harassed by people who would yell at them to pay protection money and then urinate in front of the store.

What did I say?

Katsuhiko opened the glass door, looked down at Sayuri, and said, "The agreed-upon 30 minutes early? It's him, not me."

"Are you... Katsuhiko Takenaka?" Sayuri's face was a little pale, and her eyes slowly turned away, staring blankly at the door.

Compared to the Katsuhiko Takenaka I remember, apart from his face, he looks nothing like him. The change is too great... Could he be his twin brother? He looks like he just finished a fight... Is he here to fill in?

"Nonsense." Katsuhiko walked straight to the shoe shelf.

I'm too lazy to imitate "him who disappeared". Based on his face and memory, anyone would recognize him. Besides, that guy just vanished without even taking his underwear with him.

I ate the feed, got fast-acting fitness, and had a second growth spurt, is that not allowed?

Little Lily was terrified; her expression of wanting to run away but not daring to was so funny.

Sheng Yan walked to the back of the shelf, found a pair of cheap and comfortable work shoes, and then walked to the refrigerated cabinet in the fast food area, picked and chose a pasta box.

Little Lily was still standing at the door, hugging the brown bag to her chest.

Her flickering gaze kept shifting between the white landline phone behind the cashier, the red and blue police lights on the night street, and Sheng Yan.

When Sheng Yan turned his head to look, she quickly looked down, her eyes almost subconsciously glancing at the patrol car that was getting further and further away, with a hint of despair in them.

Sheng Yan deliberately walked past her and snorted in a nasal tone, startling her so much that she shrank back.

"Come and pay the bill."

"Okay... okay."

Xiaobaihe's small, oval face, which could be covered by a palm, grew paler and paler, and with a look of despair as if she were walking towards the execution ground, she went around to the cashier and shakily printed out the bill.

Sheng Yan suddenly slumped onto the cash register.

Little Lily collapsed to the ground with a thud, tilting her head back with her mouth wide open, tears welling up in her eyes, without making a sound.

Katsuhiko was somewhat taken aback. He had indeed intended to scare her a little, but he hadn't expected to frighten her like this. He felt rather embarrassed...

"I'll go take inventory."

Sheng Yan opened the drawer under the cashier, took out the inventory list, waved it above her head, and then walked towards the warehouse.

Every shift change requires an inventory check to prevent her from miscounting...

Fifteen minutes later, Katsuhiko finished browsing the warehouse and shelves and returned to the cashier.

Little Lily stood behind the cashier, clutching her shopping receipt, looking hesitant.

Sheng Yan placed the inventory list on the cashier's counter and said, "There's one pair of work shoes and one pasta box that's missing. You'll have to pay the difference."

"All right……"

Xiaobaihe gripped the shopping receipt tightly in her hand, and the ends of her straight, shoulder-length hair with bangs seemed to spiky up.

Chapter 3 Do you want to find a boyfriend?

Little Lily actually took out her pink wallet, which contained a few coins, some worn-out change, a stack of supermarket discount coupons, and a school meal card.

Just kidding, you actually took it seriously...

Sheng Yan took out the red envelope, pulled out a 10,000 yuan bill, and placed it on the cashier's counter: "Check out, change."

Xiaobaihe's hand trembled as she held the wallet, then she put it away and opened the cash register.

While she was fumbling for change, Sheng Yan grabbed the work boots, tore off the price tags, and put them on his own feet.

After putting on her shoes, Little Lily also sorted out her change.

She was still standing behind the cashier with her head down, motionless.

It's 10 o'clock sharp, time for the shift change.

Sheng Yan put the change into the red envelope and asked, "Aren't you going home after get off work?"

Xiaobaihe stiffly raised her head, a glimmer of light appearing in her red-rimmed eyes. She didn't speak, but carefully, almost in slow motion, lifted the cover of the cash register.

Seeing that she was moving too slowly, Sheng Yan grabbed the back of her coat collar and tried to pull her out.

"Ah~" Little Lily seemed to instinctively close her eyes and squat down, covering her head with her hands and whispering, "Don't hit me~"

Her small hand touched Katsuhiko's wrist, and the information immediately flashed into Katsuhiko's mind: [Assets: 18500 yen]

Sheng Yan was somewhat surprised.

In 93, Japan's sluggish economy was akin to the end of the world for ordinary people, with the entire nation burdened with debt.

She was a female graduate from a third-rate university, without a formal job, but not only did she have no debts, she also had assets of nearly 20,000 yen, which, although not much, was still quite impressive.

After all, the ingrained habits of materialism and decadent lifestyles from the past few years still exist.

As fashion trendsetters, how can college students not swipe credit cards, take out consumer loans, and compete with each other?

Besides, she's a girl, doesn't she have any vanity? She's not bad-looking either, but she spends money on cosmetics, lipsticks, and bags.

Is she a rich heiress here to experience life? Or is she scheming, having hooked up with several boyfriends and spending their money?

Sheng Yan looked her up and down carefully.

She squatted on the ground with her head in her hands, looking like a little potato.

The shoes, tights, and coat weren't designer brands; they'd been worn for a long time... The pleated skirt and shirt underneath were from a convenience store uniform.

She wasn't wearing makeup or lipstick; her pale face was so delicate and adorable.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hit you,"

Sheng Yan held her shoulders and easily lifted her up, placing her on a small stool. Then, he half-squatted in front of her, smiling, and asked in a coaxing tone, "Tell me, what do your mom and dad do?"

"Are you going to kidnap me? My family is very poor..." Little Lily said, her voice trembling with tears, as she shrank back.

To a normal person, Katsuhiko's ill-fitting small clothes look bizarre and make him look like a thug from a street gang.

This tone, which sounds like it's being coaxed a child, can easily be misunderstood.

Katsuhiko's face darkened: "You answer whatever I ask!"

Xiaobaihe's shoulders trembled. "My dad delivers goods by car."

Where do you deliver?

"Daejeon Wholesale Market".

Sheng Yan asked again, "Where's your mother?"

"Washing dishes at a barbecue restaurant."

Which barbecue restaurant?

"Marukichi yakiniku restaurant near Shinjuku Gyoenmae Station."

She also has a younger brother who has just started elementary school; they are an ordinary family.

Xiaobaihe's terrified eyes held a pleading look, clearly indicating she wasn't a liar... The barbecue restaurant was so close, it was easy to verify.

Girls in their early twenties are at the age when their vanity is at its peak and they spend money extravagantly. After all, the overwhelming amount of advertising from capital is enough to make even men succumb to the temptation of "love yourself and buy a game console," let alone girls.

Is a girl who's so good at saving money destined to bring good fortune to her husband?

Katsuhiko asked, "How do you usually spend your money?"

"Top up your meal card...discount coupons..."

If you only eat at the school cafeteria, even with a part-time job at a convenience store, you can definitely save some money...