Tokyo Soft Rice King.

"I see... Then can we talk before you fall asleep?"

"Sure, I don't mind. What do you want to talk about?"

"Well... I'm not sleepy at all right now, it feels like I'm dreaming..."

Akira Kuroba could understand her feelings.

On the first day of his transmigration, when he came to this house with Granny Kobayashi and slept in this room, he had a similar feeling to her... a sense of disorientation and disorientation.

He had experienced similar feelings several times before, when changing jobs, moving to a new city, and having to get familiar with the surroundings again...

Traveling between different cities can make one feel displaced, let alone traveling to different worlds.

For a high school girl, being forced to leave home at this age must be incredibly difficult.

However, Kuroba Akira was completely wrong. At this moment, Murasaki was not only not sad, but even a little excited.

I'm clearly no longer an elementary school student who looks forward to going to an amusement park or hiking...but why is there this excitement in my heart?

Kuroba Akira thought for a moment, and with the mindset of an adult, he felt that the only thing that could comfort people was money. So he took out the 10,000 yen bill that he had folded into a vertical strip from his pocket, and then got up and handed it over from the edge of the upper bunk.

"Hey, Ziyin."

"Yes?"

"I'm going to school tomorrow. Take this 10,000 yen and buy your daily necessities, like a toothbrush, cup, towel, and a change of underwear, right? And cosmetics... well, we definitely can't afford anything too expensive. See if there are any cheaper ones to make do with for now."

"what……"

Shizumiya turned her head to look at Hei Yuming's hand and the banknote that appeared in front of her, and a sound escaped her mouth.

Just now, when Grandma Lin wanted to take the money back, he was clearly so unwilling, but now he handed it over so readily.

In fact, Murasaki no Miyako has little interest in money. Compared to her peers, her material desires are pitifully low. Perhaps when she was a child, she would feel envious when she saw other children going to the dagashi shop to buy sweets and toys.

After entering junior high school, most girls started to dress up, but she never did.

However, her bare face outshone all the other girls, making the situation all the more cruel...

Murasaki no Miyako simply subconsciously felt that she didn't need to make herself more beautiful.

This is not arrogance, but a form of self-protection.

But when she received the 10,000 yen, Murasaki no Miyako was genuinely happy.

Just like when Mom used to receive her salary from Dad, she would have a happy expression on her face.

Murasaki no Miyako now realizes that her happiness wasn't because she received the money, but because she was happy that he was willing to give her the money.

I can actually understand my mother, whom I used to find completely unreasonable...

"Is there anything the wise ruler needs? I'll buy it for you."

"Um……"

cigarette……

Unfortunately, it doesn't work.

You need to show your ID to buy cigarettes in Japan.

Moreover, this body hasn't developed a smoking addiction yet. Kuroba Akira doesn't actually want to smoke that much; it's just a habit that lingers in his soul.

Actually, Kuroba Akira didn't smoke at first. In his previous life, he started smoking to keep himself alert when he worked overtime, but it turned into a pack a day and he couldn't stop.

"I don't need much, but try to be frugal and don't buy anything that isn't essential. We only have this 10,000 yen as our starting capital."

Because Murasaki is a rich girl, Kuroba Akira was afraid that she would spend money recklessly. Ten thousand yen was not even enough to fill a tooth gap for a rich girl.

"it is good."

Murasaki no Miyako, who already cherished this money, was now even more determined to use it shrewdly and make sure every penny was spent wisely!

Even if I become a voice actor and get rich in the future, this habit will never change!

"By the way, Mingjun...aren't you going to ask me about my family?"

"Do you want to say something?"

"..."

She wanted to tell Hei Yuming, but she was a little afraid that Hei Yuming would have a different opinion of her after knowing it. This conflicting feeling made her silent.

"It seems you don't really want to talk about it. Then tell me when you're ready. Everyone has a past that they can't easily tell others, and I'm no exception."

"Um……"

“Ziyin, although I don’t know about your family, I want to say that you are only fifteen years old.”

"Mingjun, aren't you also fifteen years old..."

I'm not...

If you add up the ages of both lifetimes, you'd be 45 years old, but mentally you'd be around 30.

"What I mean is, your life has just begun, it would be a shame to give up now."

"...I know I will never give up on myself again."

"That's good. Anyway, go to sleep early. Good night."

"Hmm... Goodnight, wise ruler."

Today is only the first day; there are many more days to come.

Perhaps one day, I will understand the meaning of the term 'Bai Zi' and use it to tease a wise ruler...

By then, I'll probably have developed a deeper relationship with him...

Not long ago, I was in a state of mind where I didn't know how I would go on living, but now I'm actually starting to look forward to the future.

This is all thanks to Mingjun...

Thinking this, the girl naturally curled the corners of her mouth and fell asleep peacefully with a smile.

Kuroba Akira turned off his phone, and before closing his eyes, he saw that it was just past midnight.

The last day of my summer vacation, which included meeting two girls, has come to an end.

For Akira Kuroba, a new life has just begun.

……

That night, Shion slept soundly, but had a strange dream.

In her dream, her face was flushed, and she shamefully lifted her skirt, while Kuroba Akira grabbed her thigh and leaned so close that he could feel her breath, staring intently at her.

And to make matters worse, she was wearing particularly flashy underwear... white, lace, semi-transparent, with delicate patterns...

Ugh...no...I can't get any closer...

It's so hot...

The girl Ziyin had a wet dream for the first time in her life.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Traces of Spring Dreams

September st.

At 5:59 a.m. sharp, Kuroba Akira opened his eyes and turned off the alarm clock before it went off at 6 a.m.

Although I wanted to take a nap, my mind was already wide awake and I was wide awake.

This young body brought Kuroba Akira even more energy, but it was a bit too much.

There was no choice, Hei Yuming had to get up.

In Japan, high schools start classes at 8:30 a.m. and there are only six classes a day. So if you get up at 6 a.m., you have plenty of free time in the morning.

Previously, Kuroba Akira spent his mornings memorizing vocabulary, a habit he had developed in high school in his previous life. However, he wasn't the only one; during morning reading time, almost everyone was memorizing gibberish words.

Starting today, he no longer has to bury himself in those oddly shaped Chinese characters.

Those words were arguably the biggest hurdle for Kuroba Akira in raising his Japanese proficiency to level 1.

When he first started learning, he quickly memorized the hiragana and katakana, and the grammar wasn't too difficult either. But when it came to memorizing vocabulary, Kuroba Akira found it incredibly difficult.

Logically speaking, Kuroba Akira, who knows the original Chinese characters, should be able to remember those variant characters and words more quickly, but in reality, Kuroba Akira's experience has become the biggest obstacle.

Like "cutting your hand," you would never guess from this word that it actually means stamp.

Moreover, many characters not only have different meanings, but are also particularly easy to misspell.

It's like most people who grow flowers know traditional Chinese characters, but if you ask them to actually write a few traditional characters, they might not be able to.

Knowing ≠ being able to write.

This is the profoundness of pictographs... but also their most frustrating aspect.

No wonder people say that Japanese is easy to learn but difficult to master. After studying it seriously, Akira Kuroba found that this was indeed the case.

But Akira Kuroba didn't hone his language skills to become a translator. Now that he's reached a point where he can blend in without being detected, that's enough.

No longer needing to memorize vocabulary, Kuroba found himself with free time in the mornings, and he was clearly a bit idle. He needed to schedule some new things for himself to do.

However, putting aside what to do in the mornings, Kuroba Akira already has a plan for what to do this morning.

He quietly got out of bed, looked back up, and could hear even breathing; his 'brother' on the upper bunk was still sound asleep.

However, the wicked Kuroba Akira was about to disturb her peaceful sleep. He stepped onto the lower bunk, clung to the pole, and peered out from the upper bunk.

She's sleeping so soundly... she's even drooling.

Even beautiful girls drool when they're sleeping soundly.

Isn't this pretty down-to-earth? Once he becomes famous, posting a picture of himself sleeping will definitely gain him a huge following.

Kuroba Akira stretched out his index finger and poked Murasaki no Miyako's cheek.

Her small face is not only delicate in appearance, but also feels great to the touch, soft and tender. Is this what is called baby-like skin?

Normally, people's cheeks will be oily after sleeping all night. Shion Murasaki's cheeks are a little oily too, but they don't look greasy at all. Instead, they add a touch of radiance to her bare skin, and the skin feels a little smooth, which makes her even more attractive.

She's achieved this level of beauty without much skincare; she truly deserves to be called a chosen beauty.

However, Murasaki no Miyako wasn't the type to sleep very soundly, so after feeling the foreign object on her cheek, she frowned slightly and slowly opened her sleepy eyes.

"hiss……"