I live my life in Tokyo

"Let's go together." The girl smiled, "With a friend."

Miss Sato behind him saw this scene but didn't say anything. It was just an invitation, there was no need to make a big deal about it. The boy put the ticket in his pocket and nodded in thanks, "Thank you, I will definitely go to see your performance."

"Hmm...it's windy."

The girl uttered meaningless words, leaving the boy alone in the spring evening breeze, his face disheveled, and she pushed and closed the door with light footsteps.

What a wonderful girl.

"Since you're invited, go check it out." Ms. Sato called out to Kaede Sakakibara from the driver's seat. After he got in the car, she continued, "Just like actors, STARS is not the only agency that has idol groups under its wing. There are other agencies and management companies that compete with each other."

"Dawn Fes is such a celebration, inviting dozens of idol groups on the popularity rankings to sing and dance on the stage, promoting idols while also being a carnival for fans."

The boy nodded as he took the ticket.

The girl had stuffed quite a lot of tickets, so it seemed she could invite a lot of friends.

After singing, we went to have some barbecue, it was so delicious.

Returning to his small house, the boy thanked Miss Sato who was in the driving seat and watched the car drive away.

Use the key to open the wooden door, take off your shoes at the entrance, and open the small window in the kitchen for ventilation.

After rummaging around in the refrigerator for a while, he pulled out a packet of minced meat and ketchup.

He is asked to make tomato and minced meat spaghetti every day.

Soaking the cherry tomatoes in cold water, the boy leaned on a cheap bar stool from IKEA, took out his cell phone and opened Line.

The Wind of Harukaze Village: "Is Sakurajima-senpai free after next Saturday?"

Putting down his phone, the boy took out the small tomatoes from the water, washed them thoroughly, picked up a kitchen knife and started to cut them into pieces. Before he had cut a few pieces, his phone rang.

"No... It's work time now, and you're replying too quickly."

The boy knew that Mai Sakurajima had a commercial to shoot today and it was still working hours, so how could she touch the phone?

Black Rabbit: “Yes!”

Black Rabbit: "Ah, Sakakibara-san, do you want to ask me out to play? Or do you have any questions about acting that you want to ask me?"

Black Rabbit: "By the way, I heard that you and Higuchi-chan were acting in a group show in a Taiga drama today. How was the filming?"

Sakakibara Kaede was bombarded by the questions that came at him one after another... He had just finished typing and was about to delete a line. Sakurajima Mai's hand speed was really fast, and he could hardly keep up with Sakurajima senior's thinking.

The wind of Qingfeng Village: "photo.jpg"

Black Rabbit: "Isn't this a festival that many idol groups attend? Even in the STARS agency, these tickets are only given to idols so that they can invite their friends."

Feng of Sunwind Village: "I saw a lot of tickets given by the girls in Higuchi-san's group. Do you want to go and relax?"

Black Rabbit: "...Go."

Resolved the issue of Big Star, the boy exiting the chat interface with Mai Sakurajima.

In addition to her, the boy also plans to invite a few friends. In addition to the actors such as Yu Kashima, Yo Uehara and Hiroshi Takeda, he also plans to invite Yuma Miura and his sister.

I heard him say before that his sister is more interested in things like idols.

Anyway, it’s more fun when there are a lot of tickets and a lot of people.

I sent a message to Koichiro Yuki, but unfortunately he was not free that day. He said he had to go to an internship company to refine his game.

The boy thought about it and decided not to invite Yuuki Asuna. Firstly, he saw that she was not very interested in the entertainment industry before. Secondly, he met Yuuki's sister because of Yuuki Koichiro, and to be honest, it was too sudden to invite her so rashly.

Third, if he did this, the science guy would show up downstairs of his house by car within ten minutes.

After sending the message, the boy temporarily focused on the food.

As the house got bigger, there were more things to put in it, but the boy chose a simple style of decoration and did not buy many bottles, jars or dolls to enrich his home - in short, he felt like he was living in a hotel.

However, in this clean, tidy and spotless room, there are things he loves.

An uncle once said, this is the kind of life I love.

In the bedroom, on the computer desk, there was a computer he bought in Akihabara. In addition to the computer itself, he also bought a keyboard, mouse and speakers, all in one go.

He threw the original XP directly into the trash can.

The only thing I brought from the original rental house was the acoustic guitar.

Under the spring sunset, I lean quietly on the sofa.

Chapter 7: A Beautiful Boy with a Sword and a Heart of Music

April, spring.

Less than a week after school started, Tokyo already feels like summer has arrived. The temperature has risen sharply, forcing people to take out their short-sleeved T-shirts from their closets early, sit indoors to eat smoothies, turn on electric fans and air conditioners, and enjoy the laziness after school starts.

College is different from high school. Life in high school is stressful and intense, and one needs to decide on one's future ambitions early on. Senior high school students need to visit the college during the university open days in March and April to determine their college entrance examination goals.

University life is relatively easy. Without the pressure of the college entrance examination, students, apart from dealing with professors, only have to complete a large number of written reports and homework, and sign in.

The boy leaned comfortably on the gaming chair, enjoying the cool air of the air conditioner, with a cup of Starbucks cappuccino on the workbench.

Elegant.

Unlike Sakurajima Mai and Higuchi Madoka who need to take the college entrance examination this year, Sakakibara Kaede has long since gotten rid of the vulgar interest of doing exercises and chose to break through to a higher dimension.

Although it is not known which university the two will choose to attend in the future, they have both made it clear that they will not give up their studies and are prepared to work part-time while studying.

Of course, Nakano Ichika also said the same thing. The boy just listened to it all with a smile and tactfully urged her to find a tutor (no mercy).

The tutoring job interview was scheduled for next week, and the boy was free this week. The homework assigned by the Emperor of Han Dynasty was not a big problem for him. Except for the need to look up the information of several outsourcing companies and summarize their economic curves, other homework was not a challenge for the boy.

"Junior, help me with this."

Koichiro Yuki's throne was right next to the boy. He took a sip of the frappuccino the boy brought him and looked at the trial game on the screen with a serious look.

"So urgent?" The boy was a little surprised. Looking at the gradually completed demo content on the interface, he was amazed at his work speed.

A Nike logo appeared at the corner of Koichiro Yuki's mouth, and the curve wouldn't disappear.

"Yeah, I told you before that I'm going to look for an internship opportunity at the company this week and try out this game I'm currently developing."

There are only two people in the programming department, which is neither big nor small. The rest of the seniors either have classes or are looking for internships outside. The fresh blood that joins the department as a freshman is currently only a boy. It is really tear-jerking to see this. Could it be that the programming department will be in name only in four years?

"Um, third-person RPG?"

The boy operated the interface, watching the human character he controlled running in the successfully rendered town with a sword on his back, and made his own comments, "JRPG? What kind of combat method does it use?"

"Run out of town."

The boy who received the instruction pressed the sprint skill... Skill?

The boy noticed the character's health bar and the frame in the center of the screen.

Control the character to come in front of a slime, click the squirming green jelly with the mouse, and the character will start to attack automatically. With the pressing of the skill key, the character swings the sword and turns around. After a series of simple special effects, the slime shits under the sword of the character.

"Hiss... With this kind of fighting style, Senior Kaicheng, you don't want to make an MMORPG, do you?"

The boy advised affectionately, "It's better to make some stand-alone games when looking for an internship. It's also convenient to show it to the company. If you're lucky, the company will directly take you there and you can develop online games on your own... This is a bit unrealistic."

Which company would be so kind as to take over the online game developed by this young master and continue to polish it?

"You don't understand!" Yuki Koichiro pushed his glasses, and the lenses reflected a burst of white light. "I have had a dream since I was a child. In that distant foreign land, I am a brave knight."

Sakakibara Kaede raised an eyebrow and lowered his voice, "Senior Yusei, have you read too many light novels?"

"Bah, bah, bah, don't compare that pile of toilet paper with my dream." Koichiro Yuki was anxious.

Seeing that the senior was determined to do what he wanted, no, he was wholeheartedly determined, the boy did not continue to persuade him. After all, the company he was looking for to join the senior was not his own.

Thinking of this, the boy put his hands on the mechanical keyboard and gave suggestions while typing.

"If you want to create a large-scale multiplayer online game, the image quality should not be so clear, like this leaf." The boy pointed to the maple leaf that fluttered with the wind direction of the game. "Our latest computer can barely run this leaf, but not every player has the latest configuration. Some players are still using XP computers."

"Such precise things are suitable for CG. If you want to make a game that everyone can play and everyone loves to play, you need to roughen the things in the game... For example, the leaves here can be made with textures."

He did it right away. He held up his phone and took a photo of the cherry tree outside the window. After importing the photo into his computer, he switched to 3D software. Compared with the detailed modeling of the branches and leaves, the boy's method was very simple and crude. He created a cone and directly pasted the picture of the cherry tree on the model.

After a few adjustments, it looks like nothing is wrong.

"This is just an example. Of course, the trees in the game cannot be just a cone, but it is such a simple thing that all players' computers can handle."

Koichiro Yuki held his chin and listened attentively, then nodded slowly.

"I understand. I'll slightly modify the demo modeling of this part. Thank you, junior." He smiled.

"If this project is approved by that company, I will treat you to a meal."

"no problem."

The boy smiled and made an OK gesture to the senior, turned around, put on his headphones, and began to listen to the development tutorial video of the new software.

Although he may not need to rely on this skill to make a living now, he likes this kind of thing.

Just like some people like the creative mode in Minecraft, SimCity.

The boy loves to create one conceptual picture and model after another, which makes him feel like a master who has opened up his own little world.

Men are so simple sometimes.

He did not help Koichiro Yuuki make the game, because it was a product he made for his internship, and he would never do that with his self-esteem. The most he did was to be a player who could listen and express his opinions, and give advice to Koichiro Yuuki.

"Well..."

Yuki Koichiro stretched and glanced at the time on the computer. "Wuhu, it's five o'clock. Time to get off work."

The boy speechlessly watched his senior Jiecheng packing his bags and leaving work on time. He thought that if he still had this attitude after joining the internship company, he would probably be fired on the first day.

Koichiro Yuki gulped down the drink in the transparent cup, went to the boy's computer, and found that his screen was full of codes of different colors. He patted his shoulder with emotion, thinking that it was the right decision to bring him into the club.

"By the way, have fun tomorrow."

"It would be a shame if Senior Jiecheng didn't go."

Yuuki Koichiro shrugged, "I can't help it. I'm already a senior in college and have a lot of work to do. If someone like me who makes games wants to work in a software company in the future, I need to prepare a portfolio and other materials. I really can't spare the time."

"But I'm glad to see you going out to play, especially on the first weekend after school starts. Relax!" Yuki Koichiro patted the boy on the shoulder. "You know more about coding than I do. You also know that it's not something you can learn overnight. You'd better hurry up and go out to play."

"I know, senior, are you still going?" The boy glanced at the screen of his mobile phone. "I don't know if you want to catch the bus, senior. It's 5:10 now."

"It's moist!"

Before he could finish his words, Koichiro Yuki stepped out of the programming department.

The boy complained in his heart that this kind of work attitude is what people of the same kind do, they are scabs for each other.

The code page was silently cut off, and in its place was Xiaodao with green hair lying in front of the screen.

"Master, Master."

The boy's brows relaxed as he leaned back in his gaming chair, switching the game to auto-play. His free hands reached for his phone and cappuccino.

The working time was at 5:30, so there was no need for him to go so early. Besides, the cafe did not need him. In addition to an uncle who looked like a butler, there were four female waitresses. As a barista, his work was not as much as he had imagined, at least he did not have to serve dishes.

Making coffee for people is not shabby, and chatting with customers in spare time is also a kind of rest. However, recently several young women of mother's age have been coming here, and they always bring their daughters with them. If nothing unexpected happens, their purpose should be the same as those old ladies who chatted with him when he worked in a Chinese restaurant.

Drummer Miura: “Are you there?”

The boy accidentally clicked into Miura Yuma's chat interface, and after the taste of cappuccino in his mouth gradually disappeared, he typed, "What's the matter?"

Drummer Miura: "Well, Sakakibara-san, do you have any extra tickets?"

Drummer Miura: "My sister asked me if I had any extra tickets. She said she wanted to go with her friends in the class. Do you have any extra tickets? If not, forget it."

Yuuma Miura's tone was a little casual. After all, this kind of ticket is hard to come by, and it is almost impossible to buy it now, except for scalpers.

My sister wanted to show off her status as a popular group in the class and wanted to bring all her close friends out to play, so she came here pitifully to ask her brother for help.

But she also knew that the tickets were not available just because she asked, so asking her brother didn't hold much hope.

The boy saw the message and counted how many tickets were left.

The conclusion is that there are many more.

The girl gave the boy a bunch of tickets, but he couldn't use them all up in a short time. He only invited so many friends, so the extra tickets would be wasted. Instead of hiding them at home and letting them gather dust, it's better to give them to someone who wants them.

Feng of Sunny Breeze Village: "No problem. If a high school girl wants to have a good relationship with her classmates, those who understand will understand."

Drummer Miura: "Oh my god, it's true. Thank you, Sakakibara-san. My sister will be so happy to hear this news."

Drummer Miura: "I'll treat you to something later. Go to bed early tonight. We'll see you at fes tomorrow."