Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

"Okay, I'll download and register one, you can add me."

Line is actually a commonly used social software in Japan, similar to WeChat and Penguin in Japan, but its influence is not as great as WeChat in Japan, and it is not used for work.

Many young people still communicate with each other using text messages and emails as they did in the past, and occasionally go on Twitter.

While downloading and installing the software, An Zeliang said, "Mr. Nakano, there is actually a very simple way to learn about Dragon Country culture, which is to start with food, clothing, housing and transportation. As for food, although the Dragon Country snacks here in Japan are not authentic, they are enough for learning. It's just that the clothing aspect is not so good."

"When I have time I will send you some clothing styles from Dragon Country."

"Okay."

An Zeliang couldn't help but enjoy himself a little in his mind, such as the fairy-like chest-length skirt, the passionate and unrestrained Tang suit and so on.

After eating too much Japanese food, you should also try the flavor of your hometown. Only then can you be considered healthy.

Ding-ling-ling!

Suddenly, a cell phone alarm rang, interrupting the conversation between Nakano Aoi and An Zeliang. The two paused and looked at the owner of the phone, Xing Gonglin.

"Sorry, I accidentally pressed the alarm tone selection button just now. I hope I didn't wake you up."

Xinggong Lin calmly turned off the ringing of her cell phone, smoothly inserted herself into the conversation between the two, and then began to make her own suggestions.

"I just thought of a suggestion."

"Since Anze-san has been so unlucky lately, why don't we all go to the shrine with you and ask for an amulet."

The so-called amulet is a talisman in Japan.

"That makes sense. Let's make an appointment on Line later."

Nakano Aoi interrupted at the right time.

"Then I'll also add Anze-san's line."

Xinggong Lin narrated calmly, scanned An Zeliang's QR code calmly, and added him as a friend very quickly.

"By the way, I'd like to remind you that lunch break is about to end. Nakano-san and Anze-san should eat first. We can talk again during the club activities in the afternoon."

Xing Gonglin said, picked up the tissue, wiped the chopsticks she had used, and then handed them to Nakano Aoi.

"Nakano-san, I'm done eating, you can use my chopsticks."

"Thank you, President."

"You're welcome."

"..."

There was still too much food in the lunch box that the wife made. An Zeliang and Nakano Aoi tried hard for a long time before they finally finished it all before the lunch break and returned to the classroom.

When you are well fed and warmly clothed, you start to feel sleepy.

An Zeliang yawned, then fell asleep on the table, and woke up on time at 3 p.m. when school was over.

"Anze-san, the president just sent a message saying that Tamamo-san wants to invite us to her house for dinner."

After Nakano Aoi said this, Anze Liang remembered that in the past, even if Tamamo Yuki had no sense of existence, she would still drink some coffee in the club activity room during lunch break.

But today he was nowhere to be seen the whole day.

An Zeliang and Nakano Aoi came to the school gate together, and Xing Gonglin was waiting at the school gate.

She was looking down at her phone, her long hair swaying slightly in the wind, her expression calm and indifferent, her fingertips tapping on the phone were pink and tender, and her nails were trimmed neatly and roundly, like a primary school student.

Ding Dong!

The phones of An Zeliang and Nakano Aoi beeped at the same time. They took out their phones and found that Xing Gonglin had created a group with the three of them at some point. The person in the group with the default avatar and the note "President" was constantly sending messages.

President: “You are here.”

President: "After my confirmation, Tamamo-san took a day off today. She also called me to invite us as a guest."

President: "Today's club activity is to go to Tamamo-san's house for dinner."

President: "Everyone get in the car."

The moment the last sentence was uttered, Xinggong Lin stopped typing on her phone, silently opened the car door and got in, signaling with her eyes that An Zeliang and Nakano Aoi should follow.

"... President, we seem to be right in front of you, why don't you just say it directly instead of sending a message in the group?" An Zeliang asked with a frown on his face.

"I'm a little curious too." Nakano Aoi seconded.

Xinggong Lin looked at the two of them calmly, and his fingers moved quickly again. After just a few seconds...

Ding Dong!

The phone rang again.

President: "According to statistics, if ordinary people do not receive training and use their hearing to recognize text spoken at a normal speed, they can recognize and understand about 200 words per hour."

President: "But if it's reading text, the speed will reach 450 words per minute."

President: "After my comparison, I think text communication is faster and more accurate."

President: "If Anze and Nakano have anything else they want to talk about, they can post it in the group. This way, there will not only be a clear written record, but also other people in the group can review the context at any time and join the conversation smoothly."

President: “Any questions?”

"..."

The car suddenly fell into a silent moment. After a long time, An Zeliang silently lowered his head and his fingers began to move on the screen.

Ding Dong!

A new message appeared in the group again.

Nakano Aoi and Hoshimiya Rin picked up their phones at the same time and looked down.

An Zeliang: "President, I chatted with Nakano-san for a long time during lunch break today and you didn't get a chance to interrupt. You don't care about this at all, do you?"

"..."

Xinggong Lin was able to type so many words in such a short time just now, which shows that her hand speed is amazing after years of training in looking up information.

President: "If you say so, then so be it."

An Zeliang typed silently: "Mr. President, are you jealous again?"

Press the send button decisively.

Ding Dong!

"The group administrator has initiated a ban on An Zeliang."

An Zeliang raised his head and looked at Xinggong Lin. The girl's indifferent expression did not change at all. She just quietly took out her mobile phone and started typing.

President: "Don't maliciously speculate on other people's emotions in the group, communicate rationally, and speak sensibly."

President: "Anze, do you have anything else to post?"

"The group administrator has lifted the ban on An Zeliang."

An Zeliang: "Mr. President, are you jealous again?"

The moment it was sent, Xinggong Lin's finger lightly swiped across the screen.

Ding Dong!

"The group administrator withdrew a message."

An Zeliang: “…”

Putting down his phone, An Zeliang raised his head and looked at Xinggong Lin dimly: "Xinggong classmate, you know that you can't ban me in real life, right?"

Hearing this, Xinggong Lin's eyes fluctuated imperceptibly for a moment, and her typing hands stopped immediately. After thinking for a few seconds, she silently raised her hands, covered her ears, and looked at An Zeliang with calm eyes.

Although she said nothing, she seemed to have said everything.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 135 133: Sick Tamamo Yuki, ready for simulation!

Tamamo Yuki's house was in the suburbs, and geographically it was quite remote. But it was not the first time for the club members to visit, and after about an hour's journey, they arrived at Tamamo's house with ease.

"Tamamo-san, are you home?"

"Why is there no sound in the room... Did Tamamo-san go out to buy groceries to entertain us and hasn't come back yet?"

Aoi Nakano, who got off the car first, came to the door, knocked, and called several times, but got no response, so she showed a guessing expression.

"Call her." Xingmiya Rin also looked out the window, and when she didn't see Tamamo Yuki, she took out her cell phone.

"Dududu-"

Amid the rhythmic busy tone, Xinggong Lin waited patiently for a while until no one answered...then she hung up the phone and called again.

After repeating it twice, she put down her phone and looked at An Zeliang with a slightly strange look: "No one answered."

An Zeliang frowned, then walked to the door, pressed his head against it, and listened. With the help of his intermediate reconnaissance skills, he heard very subtle movements in the house.

Then, An Zeliang's nose moved, and through the crack in the door, an inexplicable smell like burning came into his nostrils.

"I heard the sound of a fire burning in the house, and if I smelled carefully, there seemed to be a burning smell from an empty pot... It's not obvious, but it's definitely a burning smell."

"Ah? Burning smell?"

Nakano Aoi was startled, with a worried look in her eyes: "Tamamo-san is so careful, why would she go out to buy groceries without turning off the stove? Could something have happened?"

Her guess was not unreasonable. An Zeliang also felt that something had happened, otherwise there would not be such a clear burnt smell.

A terrifying thought flashed through his mind. Could it be that the child raised by the murderer had attacked Tamamo-san? ?

"Didi...!"

At this time, Xinggong Lin on the side quickly typed a number on the mobile phone with her fingertips. With the crisp dial tone, she dialed the call.

"Hello, I need a locksmith who is close to us. It's urgent. Please ask him to bring tools for violent lock breaking."

"My address is……"

"Wait, Hoshimiya-san, Nakano-san, both of you step back."

As An Zeliang spoke, he asked the two men to step back a few steps, then raised his foot, aimed at the door, and kicked it hard.

His strength attribute is as high as 158, far exceeding the 80-100 of a normal adult, so destroying this kind of wooden door is naturally not a problem.

Clang!

After several consecutive kicks, the fragile wooden door handle shattered instantly, and a hole big enough for an arm to pass through appeared on the door. In a few seconds, An Zeliang opened the door lock through the hole and rushed in first.

“No more locksmiths needed.”

Xing Gonglin hung up the phone and walked into the room with Nakano Aoi.

Tamamo Yuki's house is not big, but it is tidy and warm.

But at this moment, the warm house was filled with light gray smoke. The stove in the kitchen was burning with a low fire, constantly heating the white ceramic pot in which the soup had already dried up, leaving large brown marks and emitting a very unpleasant burnt smell.

Snapped!

Aoi Nakano immediately ran over to turn off the fire, and at the same time quickly opened all the windows in the room for ventilation, while Rin Hoshimiya walked into the bedroom.

There was a messy bed on the floor. Tamamo Yuki had her eyes closed, wearing only a thin white cotton nightgown. Her body was slender and weak, and her wrists seemed to be able to be held in one hand, giving a feeling of fragility.

Her face, which usually looked very pale because she ate too little and was malnourished, was now covered with an abnormal flush.

Drops of cold sweat flowed down her forehead, slowly passed through the corners of her eyes, and swept across her cheeks, as if she had a nightmare of sleep paralysis and was unable to wake up.

An Zeliang squatted down, put his hand on Tamamo Yuki's forehead, then touched her arm and neck, and frowned, "Tamamo-san's body is very hot, she must have a high fever, and her breathing is not smooth. Xinggong-san, can you help me get a basin of cold water and a cold towel?"

"it is good."

Although Xinggong Lin always has an indifferent expression, she actually cares about her friends in the club and is very efficient. She quickly brought over cold water and a cold towel.

At this time, Aoi Nakano turned off the fire, opened all the windows for ventilation, and walked in worriedly.

"I've turned off the fire. President, Anze-san, let me take care of the body wiping. I usually take care of my sister-in-law when she's sick, so I have more experience."

After hearing this, Xinggong Lin nodded slightly.

"I have no experience in taking care of people, and Anze-san is not suitable, so I'll have to trouble Nakano-san... I can help you."

"Yeah." Nakano Aoi took the towel and prepared to take action.

An Zeliang also politely stood up and left.