How rude, we are pure love!

[Simulation starting...]

[World line deduction in progress...]

[Character talents are being generated...]

[Talent generation is complete. This is the character's talent based on your own deduction. You can determine the future direction of the simulation based on the character's talent. Please review it carefully.]

[You have three talents in this simulation.]

[The Girl of Your Life: Meeting your soulmate is a truly fortunate thing in life, and you have one, two, three... maybe even countless girls of your life!]

[Effect of this entry: When you are in danger, there will definitely be a girl to help you out of trouble.]

What kind of regular talent is this?! And this is just like living off a gigolo! You might as well just change your name to the King of Gigolos!

The corners of Qingye's mouth twitched, he suppressed his subtle emotions and continued reading.

[Assistance: You have a unique aura, and older wives have a significantly increased fondness for you.]

[Excellent writing skills: You have outstanding talent in literature.]

Withdrawal!

Looking at the last talent, Qingye's eyes lit up. Leaving aside the first two entries, only this "brilliant writing" was randomly selected by the system. It could also be said that it determined the career path he would develop in the simulation.

"But literature...it looks like it should be classical literature or light novels. Considering making a quick buck, light novels are more suitable, right?"

To be honest, it was a bit tricky, because whether it was a novel or something else, it took a certain amount of time to get paid. His biggest problem now was how to get through this difficult early stage, but it was okay! After all, it was a free simulation, so he couldn't force too much.

[Pure Love Talent has been configured with one click. Do you want to start the simulation? ]

"Yes."

[During the simulation, you may experience severe mental fluctuations. It is recommended that you lie down in bed.]

...quite thoughtful.

Qingye obediently lay down on the bed and covered himself with a small quilt.

[The simulation officially begins.]

[The sunshine with its lively smile shines through the window, and you who are staying at home suddenly want to go out for a walk.]

You walk out of the house, facing the warm breeze, and take a walk along the roadside. But after just a few steps, you see a truck painted in the color of iced black tea roaring on the road. In front of the truck is a little girl with her eyes wide open in fear.

[At this moment, you didn't think, your instincts prompted your body to move. With a cry of "MAN", you were hit by the truck with a large sticker printed on it, and the girl was saved by you.]

[But you are surprised to find that you are not dead, but have traveled to the dream world of the second dimension. ]

You are very happy, lamenting that this is the reward for reading genuine online novels for ten years.

But you soon stopped laughing. With nothing left, you realized the hardship of survival and began your wandering life.

You sigh, "Damn, Japan is so bad."

Fragmented scenes flickered.

Qingye's mood was a little complicated. Why do you have a flashback CG?

On a moonless night, you were once again rejected for a job and were dizzy and hungry. You sat on the street with a wooden sign that read, "I'll do anything for money."

The next moment, the dark clouds dispersed, and a huge, beautiful, bright, and gentle full moon appeared before you, as if you could touch it if you just reached out your hand.

You admire the girl named "Yukinoshita" and feel ashamed. You want to be someone who can hold his head high even when standing next to her.

【You received 50,000 yen. 】

I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense! I was just simply grateful and a little moved, you bastard system!

Seeing this line of words, Qingye's old face inexplicably turned red, and then he became angry and embarrassed.

But now Tongzi has entered a rigorous mode. He ignored his complaints and continued to simulate.

[But what you didn't know was that after you left, a girl with sky-blue hair and twintails came to where you were before, carrying a steaming hot meal. When she found out you were gone, she bit her lip and looked very worried.]

[This day, you slept comfortably and peacefully for the first time.]

The next day, you put on your new clothes and walked down a busy shopping street, ready to look for a job. Because you were dressed neatly and your appearance had returned to normal, wives on the street frequently glanced at you.

You politely declined the contact information offered by a mature woman, thinking about the job you want to find.

Conscious investment.

Qingye blinked, and the dim hotel environment instantly turned into bright sunshine. Under the blue sky, he saw the regretful profile of the rejected mature lady. A girl in a plaid skirt rode past on a bicycle, and the two of them glanced at each other in surprise. He could smell the aroma coming from the restaurant on the street, which was lively and noisy.

"It feels exactly like the real world..."

Qingye sighed and then began to act.

Relying on his rich experience in job-hunting, he quickly searched for nearby stores that were hiring clerks, screened out the ones he was qualified for, and asked each one one by one - this time he was not met with disgusted stares, but was treated normally. In the end, he got three options.

First, the convenience stores that employ many tool workers have the advantage of having no threshold and being relatively stable. The disadvantage is that the salary is based on the minimum standard and the working hours are more than eight hours.

Second, a restaurant that mainly serves Western food has the advantage of recruiting people urgently and the salary is high enough, so high that he couldn't even imagine it, 1,400 yen an hour, but the disadvantage is that the working hours are limited. Shop assistants are only needed for three hours in the morning and three hours in the evening during peak hours, and they can be fired at any time as the business fluctuates.

Third, the job of delivering newspapers in the morning was good as a part-time job, where the wages were calculated based on the quantity, but he didn't have a bicycle.

Fourth, sell yourself in a gigolo bar.

Qingye sat on a bench in the park, weighing the pros and cons - the most important thing was that he had to make enough time to write and submit articles while ensuring his life, which was the key to escaping his embarrassing life.

Although it is only a simulation now, it is strictly based on the logic of the real world. It is impossible to work hard to make money while seriously creating literature. If we take "gamification" as an example, the energy value of his character is limited. If the energy is not enough, the text output will also decline, and some trade-offs must be made.

"Looking at it this way, the two-plus-three option is more suitable. Although I only earn five or six hours' worth of money, it's enough to live on. After I make enough money, I can buy a bicycle to deliver newspapers. The rest of the time can be used for thinking and writing. The hours at the convenience store are too long, and I have to face customers all the time, so it's hard to have room for thinking."

Having made up his mind, Qingye no longer hesitated and walked straight towards the store.

【You arrive at a family restaurant on a commercial street. 】

You explained your purpose, and the consul warmly welcomed you.

In the staff lounge, an older sister with a mature and gentle temperament asked Qingye to sit down at the table and looked at him with a smile on her face.

"Little brother, did you bring your resume?"

Her voice was as gentle as a young girl's. Now that they were facing each other, he finally saw her true face. Her long chestnut hair was simply tied up, her eyes were a beautiful emerald green, and the black and white work uniform she wore perfectly set off her slim figure.

"This, this..."

Qingye knew that job applications usually required a resume, a student ID, or even an address, but he didn't have any of those things! He couldn't just say he lived under a bridge!

So he could only smile shyly, like a shy boy who was not good at dealing with a beautiful older sister.

"Ah, it doesn't matter if you don't have a resume. How old are you this year? Where did you go to school?" The consul sister kept smiling.

"Sixteen years old. No longer in school."

Qingye paused, lowered his eyes, and spoke softly. At this time, sunlight shone in from the window, pouring on his body, and the sunlight dyed his skin. His slender and long eyelashes trembled slightly, like tender seedlings breaking through the soil in spring. Looking down were his eyes as clear as a stream, and those eyes reflected calmness, relief, and a hint of deep hidden sadness.

So this sentence has many interpretations. It could be a down-and-out nobleman abandoned by a big family, struggling alone, or it could be an innocent boy from the countryside who walks into the city alone with his parents' expectations, and ultimately loses to the compromise of life... Looking at the elder sister's flashing eyes at this time, she should have imagined a plot of 100,000 words.

Send out the reinforcements, charge!

After a brief silence, the older sister took a deep breath and handed him a stack of A4 paper.

"Here, these are the terms of employment. They'll roughly follow this. Would you mind taking a look?"

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ps: This is the first time for a newbie to write daily life, please support meow!

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003. I miss you, Lao Ba

it is good!

Become!

Qingye breathed a sigh of relief, a genuine smile appeared on his face, and he couldn't wait to take the paper.

Seeing his expression, the elder sister also smiled. She certainly knew that Qingye had a lot of stories, but this young man was quite to her liking, and they were indeed very short of people now, so let's not pay attention to some small details.

Of course, although this is just equivalent to urgently recruiting temporary workers, as long as it is a legitimate store, the formal procedures must be followed.

She carefully instructed from the side: "Sign here, you can fill in your hometown as your home address."

The interview went smoothly. Qingye wrote and drew on the terms of employment as she asked. While signing, he glanced at the terms of employment. There were many safety precautions, precautions for being late, contact methods in case of absence, etc. Because it was difficult to read, he simply ignored them.

"Can I ask if you have had similar experience in receiving customers before?" asked the older sister.

"No, this is my first time working in a store like this." Qingye said frankly.

"Well, I'll teach you some lessons later." After he signed, the older sister handed him a work card. "Write your name and go over there to punch in."

"Thank you!" Qingye stood up, bowed his head slightly, and sincerely thanked the mature woman in front of him, "I can start working right now!"

"Not bad. You're so motivated on the first day. Would you mind working until tonight?" The elder sister winked at him.

"I'd be happy to." Qingye gave a thumbs up.

"But before that, you have to change into our work uniforms." The older sister led the way, "Follow me, I'll take you to the dressing room."

【Big sister has prepared clothes for you. 】

After you put on your uniform, she stood in front of you, her eyes lighting up as she complimented you, "It feels great! How are the sleeves and neckline? Aren't they tight?"

You smiled and replied that it fit perfectly. Then she took you around the store, the kitchen, the cashier, the dining room... and introduced you to the other staff. The senior staff were all very friendly to you, and the older female staff were particularly fond of you.

During this time, the older sister will continue to guide you on the key points of your job. Your job is not complicated. It is just what a normal waiter would do: memorize menus, serve dishes, wash dishes, and help out when the kitchen is busy.

It was seven o'clock in the evening, the peak time for dining, and you began to get busy. Since it was your first time, you were inevitably a little flustered, but the elder sister helped you resolve these minor problems in time.

Then the clock strikes 9:30. Amidst the sounds of many relieved exhalations, you finally finish your workday. After swiping your work card, you feel a sense of relief and decide to celebrate by buying a lunch.

But the older sister stopped you. She patted your back gently and smiled softly, "To celebrate your joining today, let's eat at the store tonight. Even if it's just leftovers made from leftover ingredients."

"Is there such a good thing?" You are delighted to save money on dinner, not to mention enjoying delicious food.

You and the other employees sit around the table, waiting for dinner. Honestly, your first feeling is fatigue. Every part of you feels exhausted. Although the working hours aren't long, you haven't had a proper meal in the past few days. The intense mental and physical exertion has almost pushed you to your limit.

[However, despite being physically tired, you feel extremely fulfilled in your heart, because you have earned money and dignity with your own hands, not by begging or relying on pity, but by relying on yourself with dignity.]

【But you haven't forgotten in your heart that it was Yukinoshita who helped you take this step. 】

You had a very satisfying dinner.

After eating and drinking your fill, you left the shop and returned to your hotel. You had originally planned to go to the internet cafe to work on your novel, but tired, you gave up on that idea. Instead, you took a quick shower and practically fell asleep.

You've got a job that supports you, and you cherish it. Every day, you work diligently, arriving first and leaving last, always displaying the brightest smile. With that hardworking attitude, you quickly gain recognition and trust from others, and even have clients coming specifically for you.

Meanwhile, you devote almost all of your free time to writing novels. As time passes, you finally save a little bit of money, which makes you feel a little relieved.

At this moment, Qingye couldn't help but ask, "Tongzi, can you withdraw this money to me in reality?"

"……no."

"father."

"No, I can't do that... There's nothing I can do."

The simulation continues.

【Working, conceiving.】

【Concept, work.】

You begin to have an idea of ​​the light novel industry and the novel you want to write.

It's as if time has been sped up by God.

Perhaps because of the simulator, Qingye often feels that time flies very fast, just like when he is playing a game and presses the skip button to skip the plot, and then time skips along with it.

But Qingye still retains the relevant memories. He remembers the sweat he shed while working, the joy he felt when thinking about the plot of the novel, and the emotion he felt when he received his wages.

"Now it's almost time to start writing."

Inside the family restaurant.

The young man, wearing a waiter's uniform, walked among the guests while thinking. When he thought about what he would look like when he took off in the future, he couldn't help but automatically play the background music of "My Future Is Not a Dream" in his mind.

But at this time——

Ring, ring, ring, the service bell rang softly.

"Waiter, I'd like to order!"