In the anime love simulation, the scam of 10 billion

"Eh? Su Shi has only been soaking for a while."

"So fast."

She left the two of them staring at each other in bewilderment, changed into a yukata, and left the women-only hot spring.

At this time, Yushin Asano had opened his arms and was enjoying his own personal hot spring.

It felt so comfortable, the warm water submerged most of his body, and the fatigue from running around was completely washed away. Thinking of drinking a glass of fresh milk later, he couldn't help but humming.

He had just made up his mind, thinking that he would not let any man get within one meter of him when he was taking a hot spring bath, and he mustered up the courage to set off.

But when I reached the corner, I saw the white-haired old man in a suit who had been waiting there for a long time. With a kind look in his eyes, he reminded me that I was going in the wrong direction.

"Guest, the men's hot spring is not in this direction. Go back and follow the stairs to the end of the second floor. That's the men's hot spring. This direction is the women's hot spring."

These were the old man's exact words. Asano Yushin thought he had misheard. The boys who shared the same room swore that they just needed to go in this direction. Who was lying and who was telling the truth?

In the end, he chose to believe the old man. They were staff members. Why not believe the staff members but those boys who had only exchanged a few polite words with him?

Maybe those boys were deliberately trying to make fun of him and wanted to make him look bad, so they said the wrong direction on purpose. They really had vicious intentions.

Is this hot spring a little small? Not as big as he imagined. And is it because he went to the hot spring too late? Why didn't he see any boys?

A sound of light footsteps came from behind him, and Asano Yushin breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, someone came to accompany him to enjoy this treasure hot spring.

He turned around and saw that because of the height difference, he was observing his bathing partner from below.

The friend who came to bathe with him had nice toes, thin and white calves, and thighs that matched his idea of ​​a man, plump and round. Was his waist a little too thin? No, man, why are your chest muscles so exaggerated? Wait, why is the person taking a bath a man with long hair?!

162. The Melancholy of Nishiki Chitsuka

Yushin Asano always thought that he was a man with strong control and had impeccable control over his body, which was confirmed by the girls after the incident.

Even if there are layers of desperate strangleholds, he will only reveal his trump card at the last moment.

However, he lacks control over visual templates and has a megalomania. When he sees something relatively large, he cannot walk and can't wait to hold it in his hands and play with it.

He stared at the bath towel that was held high on Nagasaki Suye's chest without blinking. Without the holy light of the mobile game, how could the bath towel be so beautiful? It was round and natural without a single flaw. It was simply a work of art.

Nagasaki Suyo didn't dislike him for being superficial. Generally speaking, people pay attention to the outside first and then explore the inside, so it's normal for Asano Yushin to be dissatisfied with him.

Well, she was defending him out of emotional bias, but if he focused his attention on other girls, she would have a different explanation.

There is no need to dwell too much on this issue. Asano Yushin is very good-looking on the outside and very good and passionate on the inside. You can have both. There is no need to argue which is more important, the appearance or the inner qualities.

He is her ideal partner, someone who can be fascinated by her and fall in love with her.

Without the interference of other girls, she rediscovered the feeling of being on the simulated uninhabited island, the feeling of having everything under control.

The man in front of her, who had nowhere to escape, was very new. She looked at his angular body, and the saliva in her mouth was secreted rapidly. She had personally explored the explosive power and endurance hidden in his body.

Who says that one person can't be her childhood sweetheart, bandmate, adopted son, friend and toy at the same time? Isn't there someone in front of her who can possess all these identities?

"Sushi? This is a men's hot spring. Did you come to the wrong place?"

Asano Yushin is like a teacher who advises students with good character and academic performance not to make irreparable mistakes.

Really, don't come. If doing that kind of thing is a job, then he is an exploited low-level employee, a top-level black slave that even Martin Luther King would feel pity for. He works in two shifts, day shift and night shift, and has to work overtime from time to time, and there is not much subsidy.

He won't even remember the day he did something like this, will you remember how many slices of bread you ate? It should be said that the day when you didn't do it is worth recording.

Weekdays, weekends, holidays, they are all days. He finally understood the meaning of Minami Mori's complaint that "once the schedule is full, it's hard to get out of it." It is difficult for him to get out of it too.

The extra 24 hours are his private time. He can leave all the interpersonal relationships and real-life troubles behind and find a cafe to drink a cup of coffee and read a book in a quiet world.

Someone will definitely ask, why not shoot a time-stopping series yourself? Asano Yushin said that no matter how happy something is, it will become boring if it is repeated hundreds or thousands of times.

Originally one or two was fine, and he was full of motivation, but when the number increased it was really tiring. Sometimes he even called the wrong name, which was really embarrassing. Fortunately, the girls who were immersed in it didn't notice his slip of the tongue. Even if they noticed, a simple Asano collision could resolve this small crisis.

"How could I have gone in the wrong direction? This is my own private hot spring. Let me tell you, it was Asano-kun who inexplicably invaded my territory."

Nagasaki Suyo narrowed her eyes, like a bright crescent moon, making her face brighter, and the mischievous smile on her lips was not concealed at all.

She walked in front of him and squatted down. Her two tight white thighs took away Asano Yushin's entire vision. The thin bath towel could not hide the captivating gate to hell, which sent him a forbidden invitation to go to the hell copy.

When the Chainsaw Man comics were popular, Yushin Asano once jokingly said that he had a stick demon that could conquer all monsters.

Now, the stick demon will be taken into the gate of hell, and Asano Yushin and Nagasaki Motoyo can go to heaven together.

"There's a little wooden sign with the word Nagasaki written on it. Didn't Asano-kun notice it?"

Asano Yushin followed her slender fingers and saw a small wooden sign stuck on the stone at the edge of the hot spring, with the word "Nagasaki" written crookedly on it.

How could he possibly notice this? How could a normal person notice a small sign at the edge of a steaming hot spring? It was like the insignificant line of text on a package of instant noodles: "Images are for reference only. Please refer to the actual product."

In that case, the hot spring hotel is actually owned by the Nagasaki family?

He realized in a second that he had been tricked by Lao Deng! The old man in the suit was Nagasaki Suyo's man, so he misled him into his lady's private hot spring.

Damn, why is Nagasaki Suyo so mean? She closed the door and caught the thief. The Art of War was not meant for them to use to create descendants.

Asano Yushin looked away, avoiding prying eyes on the forbidden place. "I didn't notice. I took the wrong path. I'm leaving now."

"There's no need to leave in a hurry. I don't mind having more friends bathing in my private hot spring." Nagasaki Suyo tilted her head, and the ripples in her eyes were particularly obvious.

Friends who take a bath are called bath friends, right? Asano Yushin muttered in his heart, ignored her invitation, and strode towards the door. He just wanted to take a bath quietly, is it so difficult?

Nagasaki Suyo watched his back as he left without saying a word. Instead, she untied her hair and let it down, testing the water temperature with her toes. The heat quickly seeped into her feet, her calves stretched into a graceful arc, and then she slowly slid her whole body into the water.

She didn't feel anxious at all because she knew Asano Yushin would come back sooner or later.

At this time, Asano Yushin was looking at the U-shaped lock hanging in the middle of the glass door and was speechless. Who could tell him why the glass door that was open just now was locked?

He sighed, thinking that it would be difficult to leave without handing over something.

Returning to where he was just now, he asked the girl in the hot spring in a very calm tone: "Where is the key? Why is it locked?"

"I'm worried about strangers accidentally breaking into this little hot spring that belongs to me, so it's normal to lock it."

Nagasaki Suyo turned around and lay on the edge of the hot spring. Her sky-blue eyes were moistened by the heat, as if there were ripples flowing in them.

"I got in by mistake, why won't you let me go?"

"Asano-kun is such a joke. How can you be considered a stranger? We are acquaintances."

Asano Yushin's face darkened, he waved his hands and said, "Stop joking with me, give me the key."

Nagasaki Suyo stretched out her index finger and put it to her mouth, shaking it, and said innocently, "I'm not kidding. If Asano-kun wants, I can rub your back. As for the key, just come over and get it."

Asano Yushin frowned. He always felt that the other party was setting a trap for him. Forget it, he took the key, opened the door and left. He wanted to enjoy the hot spring normally before Diao Chan and the boy in the bedroom got together.

He came to her side and gestured with his hand.

"The key is with me. I'm not available right now. Please get it yourself, Asano-kun."

Nagasaki Suyo's eyes were full of cunning. She gently lifted the bath towel, looking as if she was ready to be searched.

Asano Yushin finally understood where she had put her so-called keys. No way, was she really that extreme? Why would a girl like to put her keys where the sun doesn't shine?

He breathed a sigh of relief. He had originally wanted to take a day off, but the other party had already ridden on his face. This was a matter of a man's dignity. Being teased like this, his blood had already boiled.

The fate of the coquettish little Nan Liang was the Northern Dynasty!

......

Six days later.

Asano Yushin was lying on the bed in the rental house, recalling the beautiful time in the hot spring hotel, and still felt a sense of unreality.

He didn't call the wrong name at that time, but it was Nagasaki Suyo who called his last name wrong, which was no different from an open card. He was really trying to increase that short-lived happiness value and had become unconscious and started role-playing.

As for the key, it was actually under a vase. He dug for a long time but found nothing except hot spring water.

"If I need anything, I'll come back to you, Asano-kun. In the meantime, you can use my credit card as you please."

"Hiss, I'm not a gigolo, I don't charge service fees."

"This is not the service fee you think it is. This is the living allowance I give you!"

This conversation confused him. The term "living expenses" was even more shocking than the common code word "service fee" in the gray area. So, what did Nagasaki Suyo think of him?

No one would have thought that a high school student with hands and feet would have his life carried on the shoulders of a JK.

One day, he also fell into the situation of being supported by the kind-hearted "Uncle Su Shi". The world began to become magical. A school trip actually gave him a mother fan.

Without thinking about all these miscellaneous things for the time being, Asano Yushin slid the virtual interface, which showed that the number of simulations had been fully charged, reaching an unprecedented three times.

This meant that if he wanted to, he could drag the three heroines into a desperate reincarnation! If all went well, he might even be able to pull off a one-on-three feat.

It's better to open two accounts at the same time. Asano Yushin is not willing to do too many fancy things. After all, the heroines have memories. If they are not careful, they will become women's playthings.

"System, open!"

[Has the host, who has been obsessed with women all day, finally remembered me? I feel flattered and surprised. I thought the host would stay in the gentle land for a few more days before simulating again.]

Asano Yushin had long been accustomed to the system's weirdness and did not bother with it. Instead of thinking about it, he might as well find out what traps it had dug for him.

"Lock on them, Nishiki Chizuka, Inoue Takina!"

[Selecting simulated characters...]

[Lock on Nishiki Chitsuka, lock on Inoue Takina]

Asano Yushin glanced at their cards. As his colleagues who saw him every day during his part-time job, the card illustrations should be of them wearing work clothes.

It turns out that the system's rebellious phase hasn't ended yet, and both of them attack in their casual clothes.

Nishiki Chitose wore a white off-shoulder dress, and two red headbands tied her short hair into mini ponytails. Compared to her usual carefree look, she now looked more like a playful and cute girl next door.

Is this really the same good friend Chizuki? Which world line is he in?

He stared blankly at the card. To be honest, Qianshu looked more like one of his future wives than the guy who would inherit his loan in the future.

Asano Yushin muttered to himself, "Please cancel the illusion of the Eternal Mangekyo." The real Chizuki should be his best friend who picks his feet and flicks the toenails onto him.

Coming to Inoue Takina, she changed into an orange lace top and blue jeans, changing her usual fierce temperament into a harmless black-haired beauty.

The character portraits are pretty good, and his expectations for the simulation have been raised a bit. Every beautiful girl is a supreme treasure in the world, and discovering their inner selves is a fun process.

At the same time, Nishiki Chitsugu, who stayed at home, seemed a little bored.

She lay on the sofa, watching the movie sideways. As the plot progressed, she would twist her body to vent her aroused emotions. At first glance, she could easily be seen as a maggot.

"Chizuka! Remember to throw away your trash." Inoue Takina's cold voice came from the bathroom.

Nishiki Chitsuka responded loudly, "I understand! I'll throw it away after I finish watching this movie."

The dim light from the TV screen cascaded into her red eyes, and the emptiness and boredom in her heart gnawed at her leisure time like a group of ants.

They didn't have to go to the cafe to work today. It was a rare day off, so they stayed in the rental house and entertained themselves.

I'm so bored, how about playing some games and getting Asano Yushin and Takina to join me.

She discovered that she had an amazing talent in shooting games. The so-called gun men and genius girls were all easy tasks for her, easier than kicking a stray dog ​​to death on the side of the road.

Of course, this is a wonderful compliment from Yushin Asano. She won't kick cute little dogs on the street.

Takina seems clumsy in the game and has lost the cleverness she had in the cafe. However, she has the highest status among the three people.

The better the gaming skills, the lower the status, because the fun of playing games with friends is not obtained from the big guys, but from playing with the newbies who are ignorant and know nothing about anything.

She took out her old cell phone from the crack of the sofa, wondering if she should buy a better one, as she always felt a little hesitant to take it out in front of Yushin Asano.

"Asano Yushin, come out here, I want to play with you!"

"Asano Yushin, call me mom!"

"Are you there? Asano-kun, Takina wants to play games with you!"

"If you have time, please send me the short movie from last time."

Qianshu sighed softly and deleted the text in the chat box again and again. They were brothers offline, but she couldn't let go online. She didn't understand what was wrong with her.

Ahhhhh, she's going to turn evil! Why is Japan so peaceful? The only disturbance in life is Asano Yushin. Enough is enough!

Gang fights, biker gangs vying for territory, alley shootouts, arms trafficking, and a battle of wits and courage with giant corporations that exploit the lower classes? Anything to unwind is fine!

Just as she was going crazy, an illusory interface popped up.

163. Léon the Professional

【Before you start, choose one of the three professions. 】

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