Cyberpunk: Nirvana of Shoko Toyokawa

Cyberpunk: Nirvana of Shoko Toyokawa

Author: Old White Knight

Summary:

Overnight, Toyokawa Shoko fell from being a daughter of a noble family to a penniless, out-of-school girl living in a shantytown.

This happened in 2023 years.

But it’s not the year 2023 in Bangdream’s worldview.

But it is the year 2023 in the cyberpunk worldview.

……

His account was closed, his identity was cleared, and Xiangzi was thrown into the lowest level of the city like a piece of fish waiting to be slaughtered.

She had been angry and desperate, repeating the days of being injured and dying. She bit the throat of every opportunity like a mad dog, and moved forward and upward regardless of any means and everything. Her willpower allowed her to survive from death, and...

"…and got to know four of the most beautiful women in the City of Joy."

"With the help of four beauties, she carved out her own territory and eventually lived a life of luxury and extravagance with women on both sides—"

A hand reached out from behind and took away the visualization tablet.

The leader of the newly born gang [Ave Mujica] in the City of Music, Toyokawa Shoko, stood behind her number one black super dream producer and glared at him.

Xiangzi: "What are you writing?"

Miao Meng smiled slyly: "The child is ignorant and is just writing for fun."

(MyGO and Ave Mujica fanfiction)

Chapter 1 From Big Shot to Nobody

The heavy rain hit the multi-layer soundproof glass and slid down silently.

The DOC-A+ pickups extended from the ceiling, and the thin, inorganic indicator light ring of the Andy 2 electronic drum, which was released last month, flickered in the dim room.

Amid the increasingly smaller and thinner synthesizer instruments, the band members cast confused, shocked, and angry glances.

Toyokawa Shoko stood at the end of their sight.

“I’m quitting the band.”

she says.

Drummer Shiina Riki rushed over, and bassist Nagasaki Motoyo stopped her, but the bioelectric disturbance system implanted by Riki still caused Shoko's optic nerve to stop working.

For a moment, Xiangzi stood there, pretending nothing had happened.

Because the sympathetic enhancement system that originally existed on the posterior wall of her intraocular cavity, which was carefully designed by the Toyokawa family, would not be so easily defeated.

……

But Xiangzi didn't expect that after her vision recovered, she would fall to the ground.

Even falling in the rain.

The one who threw her into the cold water was not Shiina Tatsuki, but a thug wearing the Toyokawa family uniform.

Snap.

Another person was thrown beside Xiangzi. It was her father. He pleaded and got up, saying something loudly, trying to grab the thug's legs, and then was knocked to the ground by the arc gun.

The power of that arc gun is a bit too great.

Xiangzi felt a sharp pain in his frontal lobe.

The scene before my eyes shook and changed.

She supported her father and walked forward with difficulty in the rain. They left the central city, passed through the rich area, and then passed through the industrial area. They settled down with difficulty, and then were expelled from the local area. They continued to be exiled, and after several twists and turns, they fled to the newly developed area.

The scene changes again.

A dilapidated house, a dirty, unsafe, light-polluted environment, and a father who was addicted to alcohol and drugs.

Turn again.

The crowded customer service office. The piercing ringing of telephones. The strong smell of cigarettes. Repeating sentences, being scolded, and repeating again, working like the cheapest labor robots.

Again……

Ring ring ring.

Alert rings.

……

Without any softening treatment, the cold water with the smell of rust and chlorine hit Xiangzi's face.

"...Ahem."

Finally regaining consciousness, Xiangzi stood on the only brick in the bathroom that could accommodate a person, looking at the pitiful, dirty, and broken cheap little mirror in front of him.

The mirror reflected a tired, thin girl with dark circles under her eyes and a pale face, who was about 15 years old.

Maybe it's not the area of ​​the mirror that is pitiful, but her.

Xiangzi stood in front of the mirror for a while.

She could hardly recognize herself. In the first 14.5 years of her life, she could use a virtual health management system to confirm her appearance anytime and anywhere, instead of relying on the most primitive light reflection. At that time, she saw herself more cheerful, with a better complexion, and more numbers around her... There was always a series of parameters surrounding her image to tell her whether she was healthy and whether she needed maintenance.

"It's in the past."

Xiangzi said to herself. She rubbed the bruises under her eyes and walked away from the mirror.

"Dad, I'm going out."

Xiangzi raised his voice a little, and a faint groaning sound came from inside the house.

Xiangzi ignored her and opened the door.

The moment he opened the door, Xiangzi realized that he had become numb to the smell of alcohol and drugs in the room.

……

Xiangzi walked on the dirty streets wearing a cheap non-woven shirt, with colorful overheated neon tubes flashing above her head.

Last night, she slept for three hours. In the past, Xiangzi would use "only" to describe this time, but now, this is her normal sleep time, and it has been her norm for the past six months.

It doesn't matter, cortisol will work. The boss of the call center is stingy, but he never skimps on the supply of injections to improve employee efficiency.

She can still go to work.

"……Ha ha."

The corner of Xiangzi's mouth twitched, revealing a strange smile.

As he walked along the alley that smelled of decay and was always sticky, Xiangzi thought of the dream he had this morning.

Missed dream.

Missing and painful at the same time.

Without the memory integration software, Xiangzi can still vividly recall those events that happened half a year ago, as if they happened yesterday.

“…It’s so annoying.”

Xiangzi whispered and quickened his pace.

The alley soon came to an end and sounds could be heard coming from afar.

They were all songs by rock bands. Very cheerful and loud. Too loud.

Xiangzi walked towards there, and soon, the deafening music drowned her out.

Blocked by the tall buildings, the large screen on the building in the distance appeared.

【Morfonica's new song: The Circle Of Butterflies is now on sale! Bundled with the third album, now on sale! 】

[New flavor gel [full five flavors], quantum mint flavor, shocking launch! ]

[Improved knitted face armor, hormone secretion amplification! Give you the latest trendy feeling! ]

The big screens played commercials on a loop, most of which featured the girl band Morfonica.

The sound pressure analyzer that Xiangzi had installed in her ear was removed, so she could not listen to and appreciate the music circulating in the city, but she could guess that it was all Morfonica's songs.

Because this is Morfonica's territory.

……

In the age of cybernetics, countless neon cities have sprung up, following the original and largest template: Night City in the United States, and building their own metropolises.

Tokyo, the city of joy.

In this era of lost faith and upward mobility, the city indulges in pleasure to the fullest. Fanatics crazily follow idol girl bands to find spiritual comfort. It is said that the most famous bands can even inspire millions of fans.

Luxury, music, happiness.

The girl band quickly became a label for the city.

In an age where everything can be quantified, everything you own can be converted into numbers and then into money.

Money can buy everything, including physical fitness, reaction speed, weapon use, life experience, social experience, management skills...

And this "everything" is transformed into something purer.

power.

The five most popular girl bands: Poppin'Party, Afterglow, Pastel*Palettes, Roselia and Hello, Happy World! were the first to realize what "power" meant. Later, with the development of new land reclamation, two new competitors joined: RAS and Morfonica.

They control the city of joy. This is both metaphorical and real.

But of course, the band can only control hormone-fuelled thugs and frustrated damsels.

This city has an obvious manager, an oligarchic capital.

The Toyokawa family is a family that controls the City of Music and is favored by the world-class conglomerate, the Genmaki family.

The band controls the city of music, and the Toyokawa family rules it.

Xiangzi raised his head under the busy overpass and saw the gray paint of Toyokawa Building in the distance shining in the sun.

Toyokawa family.

That was her past, the city's present.

She had been the heiress there before she was kicked out.

Chapter 2 City of Music

It wasn’t the first time Xiangzi had dreamed about the past, but the lack of sleep for so long made this dream more annoying than before. For the next sixteen hours, Xiangzi kept thinking about it in between his customer service work.

The wind, the rain, the smell, the sound, the anger and despair. Those were her true feelings six months ago.

Shoko sighed, then noticed that he was still on the phone.

A virtual screen popped up at her workstation, reminding her that she had been deducted 300 yuan for "improper etiquette."

“Thank you for your call.”

Xiangzi hurriedly ended the conversation. She pressed her temples, fell back on the chair, and blocked her eyes.

half year ago……

half year ago.

Six months ago, she didn’t have to work 16 hours a day. Six months ago, her sighs would only cause her health doctor to question her sleep quality.

Half a year ago, she was still studying in the best aristocratic school in Le City, [Moon Forest], where she learned etiquette, finance and military knowledge that ordinary people had no access to every day. She practiced the piano and chatted with friends leisurely and politely while sipping black tea. Like every young girl in Le City, she had her favorite band, and out of her passion for music, she also formed her own band. The members were Mu, a classmate from Moon Forest, and two peers from other schools - just because of the naive and boring childishness of "not finding people in Moon Forest can better reflect my musical philosophy" -

"..."

Everything started to change from then on.

The band had a name. Crychic, Xiangzi chose it herself. They bought instruments and effects, updated the sound editor and a more advanced sound pressure analyzer. They bought copies of the brain waves of famous band members, inserted them into their own neurons, and in two hours became the most sophisticated musicians in the world, just like other newcomers in bands. They rehearsed a few times, made a song, and then participated in their first live.

The live was very successful.