I live my life in Tokyo

Who would regret their hard work?

The boy, thinking he had seen something good, took another step with a smile on his face.

Pushing open the door of the programming department, there were many seniors gathered in the programming department today. Doma Ohira noticed him and waved to the boy with headphones on.

The boy sat down opposite Doma Ohira and naturally overheard a few words of conversation among the seniors as he turned on his computer.

The boy nodded silently at the words like user interaction, app design and code, opened the file that had not been rendered at home, flexed his fingers and breathed a sigh of relief.

If the characters he plays are his past selves or people he knew in the past, then the role of a small employee in a large company is also very suitable for him.

However, in the past, he acted for Party A. Now that he doesn't have any boss Party A, the boy can naturally let himself go and do whatever he wants.

Moving the mouse to modify the character's facial modeling, listening to the OP of Yuzu Society with headphones on, the boy squinted his eyes, and wherever his eyes fell, he saw the delicate and beautiful character model.

Rendering takes a long time, and detailed rendering sometimes takes several hours to dozens of hours. While the computer was working, the boy took the cup to the tea room to refill himself with a glass of water.

Bringing tea back to the programming department, Sakakibara Kaede discovered that Doma Ohira had also taken off his headphones and was listening attentively to the seniors' plans.

The boy took a sip of water, leaned back at the table, and looked at the blackboard filled with plans and tables.

“However, it is also troublesome to capture users and get them to use the app. Compared with the initial difficulties, the inability to retain users in the future is also a problem.” The senior student wearing glasses tapped his glasses frame with a marker.

"A software that requires sign-in and login? But this is a social software, not a game where you have to log in every day to clear your energy."

"Hmm... How about linking with other software?" One of the seniors scratched his head in distress. He looked at the two young men who were listening, "Sakakibara and Doma, what do you think?"

"Oh, I think we can design it to be interactive." Doma Ohira is still a complete beginner in designing software. He chewed on the unfamiliar words and organized his words, "How about giving users something to do every day when they go online?"

Several people's eyes lit up and they nodded.

"Regarding what you just said about linking with other software, I have an idea." The boy nodded to the senior and said, "For example, when a user has his own account, he can log in to different platforms and different games. Gradually, the user will regard this account as a symbol of his identity in the online world."

Thinking of the online game that Yuki Koichiro is making, the boy gave another example, "I can use this account to log into this online game, and I can also log into other online games - this account becomes my avatar in the game, another me on the Internet."

"These are two good ideas." The seniors applauded and laughed. "We have a successor in the programming department, so we can rest assured."

The boy smiled. This was just an idea. Any idea always needed step-by-step practice to be completed.

However, thinking about the example he just gave, the boy felt that students who left the programming department could cooperate with each other - using the account used by the seniors to create the app to log in to the game designed by Senior Yuki is also a way.

After two refills of water, the boy and Doma Ohira, as his junior classmates, also served as judges and idea providers, and made ideas and sharp comments on various aspects of the software.

As they talked, the boy found that his picture had been rendered. Looking at the lifelike white-haired, red-eyed beautiful girl in the photo, the boy's eyes became moist.

Log in to your own private account and send a dynamic message directly. Hmm... Just leave a message with a crying storm emoji.

It was five o'clock and several people opened the door and left work on time. Doma Ohira left early, so it was the boy who closed the door today.

He did not forget Mrs. Higuchi's instructions, and he changed his habitual pace to go to the supermarket and walked towards Higuchi's house with his schoolbag on his back.

On the way, he took a detour and returned to his home first, packed the books and handouts he would need into his backpack, and set out on his journey again.

The boy was secretly complaining that there might be paparazzi or fanatical fans lurking near Higuchi's house. He walked around and found the neighborhood quiet and peaceful. He had obviously watched too many TV dramas.

This was the first time that Kaede Sakakibara visited a colleague's home.

He has also been to the rental houses of Uehara and Takeda. A rental house is not the same as a home. Although both of them are native Tokyoites, they are not rich second-generations and are currently struggling to support themselves.

He gently knocked on the doorbell of Higuchi's house, and the person who opened the door to greet him was Higuchi Madoka, whose face showed no expression of emotion.

"Hello, good evening--"

"come in."

As if she could see that the boy was a little nervous, Higuchi Madoka didn't make things too difficult for him. She just forced out a sneer and let him in.

"Yuuka, is Sakakibara-kun here?"

"Eh--"

The boy took off his shoes at the entrance and put on the guest slippers handed to him by Higuchi Yuanxiang. After saying thank you quietly, the boy stepped into his colleague's home.

At first glance, it was full of life. Unlike his simple and clean rental house, the table and bar in the living room were filled with all kinds of gadgets and decorations. On the photo frame in the aisle, the boy caught a glimpse of a photo of the Higuchi family.

This seems to be a photo of Higuchi Madoka when she was in junior high school.

A middle-aged man with a steady smile, Mrs. Higuchi with a gentle smile, and... Higuchi Madoka with an expressionless face.

Hiss... Higuchi Madoka, where is the smile on your face?

"I'm now doubting whether it was the right decision to let Sakakibara-san into my home."

The boy laughed and said, "I just feel that my aunt is really young. She hasn't changed at all in these years. She looks more like Higuchi-san's sister than my mother."

"Ah, Sakakibara-kun, you're too polite."

Mrs. Higuchi turned around in the open kitchen and smiled.

Higuchi Madoka glared at the boy and took him into the living room. Asakura Toru was sitting on the sofa watching a variety show. When she saw the boy, she smiled and waved.

"ah..."

"good evening."

The boy put his heavy schoolbag on the ground. As a newcomer, it was impossible for him to relax in such an unfamiliar environment, let alone in his female colleague's home.

After straightening his clothes and sitting upright, the boy took out the textbooks one by one, his expression showing a serious and businesslike manner.

"Today is the first day of tutoring. I would first like to understand the knowledge points that you already know." The boy had experience tutoring five sisters, so the second time was relatively easier.

What's more, both Toru Asakura and Enka Higuchi were interested in the Department of Economics, which just hit the spot for him. In the future, he could teach them the same things in class, and they could help each other after class.

"The most important science subject is mathematics. You should not forget what you learned in school. If there is anything you don't understand, please write it down in your notebook. I will explain it to you in the evening."

"Hey...so professional." Asakura Toru said with a smile.

Higuchi Madoka looked into the depths of the boy's blue eyes and saw only concentration and seriousness.

At this time, his blue eyes moved slightly and looked into Higuchi Madoka's eyes.

For some reason, the amethyst eyes dodged and retreated for a moment, maybe one second, or maybe ten seconds, and she looked at the boy again.

"Well, I see."

Chapter 32: Acting as Yourself

The length of tutoring sessions is also different from that of the five sisters.

After hearing that he would give the five sisters two hours of tutoring, Mrs. Higuchi waved her hand and without any hesitation extended the lesson to four hours.

The boy looked at the timetable Mrs. Higuchi handed him. This...isn't it too cruel?

Not only is she cruel to her own daughter, she is also cruel to her cram school teacher. How can he have time to play galgame when he comes home so late?

It is naturally impossible for the four-hour make-up class to be continuous and coherent. Not to mention that the students could not bear it, the boy also found it a bit overwhelming.

He put down the test paper he had just corrected, frowned and relaxed.

Higuchi Madoka's problem isn't actually that big of a problem; she just needs to work harder.

Asakura Toru is not as good as Higuchi Enka in this aspect of learning.

She is a genius, but she has never been interested in studying. However, now Toru Asakura has a goal and thinks that mathematics is an interesting thing, so she will naturally spend time studying it.

Dinner was prepared by Mrs. Higuchi. Higuchi Yuanxiang's father was on a business trip this week, so there were four people eating.

This meal made Kaede Sakakibara taste the flavor and warmth of home. This was not a luxurious working meal in the office - there were many quantities and varieties, but it had a sense of superiority.

In contrast to home-cooked meals, dishes prepared and consumed by families on a daily basis are simple to cook, use simple ingredients and are low in cost.

Home is a warm harbor where even simple food can be enjoyed with relish. The joy of a family sitting together and eating home-cooked meals is better than the delicacies from the mountains and sea outside. This is the taste of home.

Although this house is not Kaede Sakakibara's home, he can still eat with a smile on his face and reminisce about his past life.

Mrs. Higuchi served the cookies she had baked during the break. She glanced at the boy who was tired and closed his eyes, then looked at Yuanxiang and Toru who were still doing their homework, and smiled slightly.

However, there was one thing that Mrs. Higuchi was not very satisfied with, and that was that the boy was too polite.

Once you enter society, you need to clearly control the distance between people. Being too polite may give people a feeling of being inaccessible.

For example, today, Mrs. Higuchi suggested studying in Higuchi Madoka's room. Higuchi Madoka herself didn't have any suggestions, but was opposed by Sakakibara Kaede.

The reason he gave sounded impeccable. As an adult male, it was impossible for him to enter the room of his female colleague even if he was giving her extra lessons.

He can be said to be a person who has mastered the sense of distance to the extreme.

No, maybe he was too lonely and didn't want to cause trouble to anyone.

"Yeah...it's done."

"show me."

The boy took the test paper handed to him by Toru Asakura, and with a quick slide of the red pen, the right and wrong answers were clearly distinguished.

"If it's just these knowledge points, it's not a big problem." Sakakibara Kaede said, "This is the last year in school. I believe you all know its importance without me telling you."

"Yeah...I will listen to the class carefully."

"That's good."

Higuchi Madoka's purple eyes moved back and forth between her childhood sweetheart and Sakakibara Kaede, and even she herself didn't know what she was thinking.

"Have you finished, Higuchi-san?"

"of course."

Higuchi Madoka's test paper looked much better than Asakura Toru's, and the boy also took this opportunity to see the different personalities of the two.

Toru Asakura is a genius who does whatever she wants. She will devote herself to anything that interests her.

Higuchi Madoka is a hard worker. She always works hard and practices silently behind the scenes.

Few people know how much effort Higuchi Madoka puts into repeating her dance steps and singing her songs to become a popular idol.

Four hours is indeed a bit long, but for two girls with clear goals, the time is actually very short. In the second half, the boy handled the questions impartially and explained their wrong answers in detail and corrected their problem-solving ideas. Changing steps is also part of the job.

Ten p.m.

Toru Asakura had fallen on the table, she could no longer hold on.

The boy looked quite energetic. He was obviously getting more and more excited as he explained the questions. By the last few questions, only Higuchi Madoka could barely keep up with his pace.

He thought about it and left the textbooks at Higuchi Enka's house. After all, he would have to come here every day in the future, and it would be more convenient to just leave them here than to carry heavy books every day.

"Yuuka, please send Sakakibara-kun off."

“...I understand.” After hearing her mother’s words, Higuchi Madoka stood up.

She covered her mouth with her hands and yawned, then walked the boy to the entrance.

When they opened the door, they were greeted by a sea of ​​stars.

Seeing a smile on the boy's face, Higuchi Yuanxiang said half self-deprecatingly: "Your mood changes so quickly, I really don't know what you are made of."

“No matter how long the night is, the sun will always come out. As long as the sun comes out, it will shed light and heat.”

There is nothing more beautiful in the world than this.

The boy smiled back and asked as a teacher: "Higuchi-san, how are you feeling today? Is there anything I need to improve?"

That's it again.

How good and gentle is this person?

When something goes wrong or a problem occurs, it is never someone else's fault; it is your own problem.

It was obvious that her acting skills were problematic during the graduation advertisement, as she couldn't withstand the boy's secret love gaze, but he seriously wanted to revise his originally flawless acting skills.

Now, it's the same. It's obvious that he and Toru can't keep up with the learning progress, but he says it's his own problem.

Higuchi Yuanxiang leaned against the door frame and turned her head away, not wanting to look at his face. "Well, that's all, Mr. Mathematician."

"Do you need me to modify the progress or the way I present the topic?"

"No need." Higuchi Madoka said coldly.

Sakakibara Kaede nodded and walked down the stairs, "That's good."

He turned around and waved to Higuchi Madoka, who was finally looking him in the eye, "See you at the shoot tomorrow."

"Ah."

Higuchi Madoka clenched her fists. She did not close the door and leave as she had never done before. She watched the boy walk home alone until his shadow disappeared around the corner, and then she closed the door.