Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

However, the main idea of ​​simulating An Zeliang this time was not to acquire skills, but to take a look at the future and obtain some information.

While thinking, An Zeliang moved his fingers and massaged his arm which was a little sore from being pressed.

"call--"

After massaging for a while, An Zeliang exhaled slightly and a happy expression appeared on his face.

His expert-level massage skills are really good. He can be precise in both strength and control of acupoints.

My arms, which were numb and weak just now, felt relaxed after a few minutes of massage, and the numbness and soreness gradually faded away.

If the massage parlor he had been to before had this technology, he would definitely apply for an annual membership!

Expert-level massage skills are indeed very comfortable, but since you do it yourself, you can only massage your arms, legs, etc. and cannot relax your whole body. That's why An Zeliang said that this skill is a bit useless.

Moreover, when you massage yourself, the arm being massaged will feel comfortable, but the arm being massaged will feel uncomfortable because it has been raised for a long time.

So, if this skill was given to Hayano-sensei or Tamamo-sensei, it would be a magical skill.

Thinking of Teacher Hayano, An Zeliang raised his head and looked at the clock hanging in the classroom.

It is already the last class of the afternoon, and in ten minutes or so it is time to make a choice.

Judging from the simulated plot, the one who bled that night was most likely Hoshimiya Rin.

However, Hayano-sensei's performance in the simulation clearly fits the bleeding setting.

After thinking about it, An Zeliang felt more and more that maybe they were really together that night...

If this is the case, what should we do?

After all the things he experienced in his previous life, he didn't want to be a scumbag in this life and wanted to be responsible. But was it reasonable to be responsible for both of them at once?

“Ding, ding, ding——!”

The bell for the end of get out of class suddenly rang.

An Zeliang's thoughts were interrupted. When he heard the voice, he looked up slightly and saw that Nakano Aoi at the table in front of him was the first to stand up. Without saying hello to her classmates, she carried her schoolbag that had been packed long ago and left the classroom.

An Zeliang thought that Nakano Aoi went to find Tamamo Yuki, and didn't think much about it.

He went straight to the club activity room and pushed the door open.

at this time.

Xinggong Lin sat on the sofa with a calm face, holding a palm-sized book in her hand, and her long hair was scattered on her shoulders, but it did not look messy.

The light sunlight meandered along the side of her face, dyeing her usually pale cheeks a soft light pink.

The face that was always calm seemed to have a calm warmth at this moment.

rustle...

Hearing the voice, Xinggong Lin slowly raised his head and looked at An Zeliang at the door, still without much emotion.

"An Ze, you're here."

"Yeah." An Zeliang responded, feeling that he seemed to have seen this scene in a martial arts novel.

But in that novel, the other person would then say, "You shouldn't have come," and then he would say, "But I came anyway."

But Xinggong Lin naturally had not read that novel, so she just nodded lightly and spoke in a calm voice.

"An Ze, please take a seat."

After closing the door of the activity room, An Zeliang sat on the sofa in front of Xinggong Lin.

The girl was reading the book quietly. She didn't seem to be planning to ask him about the boat ticket. She didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

But after seeing Hoshimiya Rin in the simulation, An Zeliang was not fooled by her performance, but instead focused his attention on the book in Hoshimiya Rin's hand.

This book is "Simplified Statistics". It is usually placed on the bookshelf in the activity room. Occasionally, you will see Xingmiya Rin pick it up and read it... but this is not the point.

The key point is that from the time An Zeliang entered the door to the time he sat down, and to now, Xinggong Lin's eyes have never moved, quietly staying in the same place, and the frequency of turning the pages of the book is too slow.

This shows that Xinggong Lin's mind is not on the book in his hand.

Simply put, she was just being arrogant and pretending that she didn't care, wanting to wait for An Zeliang to take the initiative to respond to the invitation.

"Xinggong classmate, which class are you in?" An Zeliang suddenly asked.

"? Class 3, C." Xinggong Rin's long eyelashes flickered quickly, and she blinked gently, her tone calm.

"Well, it seems that I remembered it correctly." An Zeliang smiled.

As far as he could remember, Class C of Grade 3 was farther from the activity room than his class.

Just now, apart from wasting a little time cleaning up the desk, he did come to the activity room as soon as the get out of class was over... But Xinggong Lin, who was farther away from the activity room, came earlier than him, and even found a book in advance and sat on the sofa, reading while waiting.

What does this show...it shows that the president is really sinister and arrogant.

He didn't say anything on the surface, but he must be very anxious in his heart.

This made An Zeliang couldn't help laughing.

"Xinggong, I've thought about it... I haven't been on a yacht many times in my life. Since you invited me, I can't miss this opportunity."

"When do we leave?"

Xinggong Lin raised her head slightly and looked at An Zeliang, as if she was surprised that he was even more anxious than me.

At this time, An Zeliang explained: "Because I didn't bring any spare clothes or toiletries, it doesn't seem appropriate to go on a yacht in school uniform, so if I go late, I want to go home and change clothes."

pat.

Xinggong Lin closed the book, looked up, looked at An Zeliang with dim eyes, and said two words very decisively.

"Need not."

Then she continued.

"I have already booked the hotel in advance, and there will be someone to take care of the clothing, so there is no need to worry about these small issues."

"Well, then when do we set off?" An Zeliang asked again.

"Now."

Xinggong Lin stood up, put the book in her hand back into the bookcase and put it in order, then turned around and spoke lightly.

"The driver is already waiting at the school gate."

"Okay, then let's set off as early as possible. The sooner we go, the sooner we can return."

"Return?"

Xinggong Lin glanced at An Zeliang, but didn't say anything. He opened the door and walked out.

Because tomorrow is a holiday, except for some students who have club activities who stayed in school tonight, everyone else left early, so there were not many students at the school gate.

Xinggong Lin and An Zeliang walked side by side without attracting much attention from the students. They entered the car one after the other.

As the driver started the vehicle, it quickly disappeared at the school gate.

……

at the same time.

Nakano Aoi was lying by the window on the second floor of her house, staring blankly at the window of Anze Liang's house opposite.

She didn't know how long she had been in a daze.

Da da.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and the lady's gentle voice came from outside.

"Xiao Kui, can I come in?"

"Ah... OK, I didn't lock the door."

Nakano Aoi came back to her senses, smoothed her hair around her forehead, retracted her gaze, and sat down on the bed.

The door opened and the lady came in.

Because they were at home, the wife was only wearing a silk nightgown. The soft high-quality satin seemed to ripple as she moved, vaguely outlining her figure.

"Xiao Kui, you came back early today. Did you not participate in club activities? Or did something happen at school?" The wife asked with concern and sat down beside the bed.

"Nothing happened. It's just that today's club activities were cancelled, so I didn't have to stay in school. And... I didn't have anywhere I wanted to go, so I went home to rest."

Aoi Nakano's voice was natural and crisp. Her legs, clad in black stockings, swung gently on the bed. She looked very relaxed and showed no signs of abnormality.

However, the wife shook her head slightly and spoke word by word.

"Xiao Kui."

"When you get home, you usually take off your school uniform first, then change into pajamas, take a shower, and then go back to your room to do your own things."

"And you've been home for so long today, and you're still wearing your school uniform, not even taking off your stockings... You look so absent-minded the whole time, is there really nothing wrong?"

After hearing what her sister-in-law said, Nakano Aoi finally reacted. Looking at the wrinkled school uniform on her body, she also realized that her behavior today was too abnormal, and her sister-in-law had already discovered something was wrong.

But she couldn't explain why she was so abnormal, so she could only say: "I might be too tired today and forgot to change clothes..."

"I'm going to change into my pajamas now and take a shower..."

Nakano Aoi looked like a child who was afraid of being discovered. As she spoke, she got out of bed and prepared to run away.

"Xiao Kui."

The lady suddenly reached out, grabbed Aoi's wrist, and pulled her back onto the bed.

The two of them lay on the soft bed like sisters. The lady lay on her side, with some of her hair scattered because of her previous action, hanging on her soft and white neck. Her eyes looked at Nakano Aoi tenderly.

Nakano Aoi's eyes were a little evasive, and her little hands subconsciously pinched her wrinkled school uniform, mumbling in a coquettish voice.

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong? You won't let me take a shower? I stink..."

"It's okay, sister-in-law doesn't dislike you."

The wife smiled and pinched Nakano Aoi's small nose, her tone very doting.

"Oh! Sister-in-law, I'm not a child anymore." Nakano Aoi expressed firm protest against having her nose pinched.

"Well, she is indeed not a child anymore. My Xiaokui has grown up now. She has a boy she likes and she also wants to fall in love." The wife said with a smile.

"Talk about love? Ugh! Why would you say something like that? I don't even know many boys, how could there be a boy I like?"

Nakano Aoi defended herself, but for some reason, the figure of An Zeliang suddenly flashed through her mind.

"Don't you have a boy you like?"

The wife blinked, looked at Aoi's obviously guilty look, and said with a smile: "If you didn't have a boy you liked, why would you look so absent-minded, as if you were heartbroken?"

"I just……"

Pinching the wrinkled corner of her school uniform, Aoi Nakano really didn't know how to express her complicated feelings.

I just heard that Anze-san and the president were going on a yacht together and having a date... why do I keep feeling uncomfortable?

Do I really like...

Nakano Aoi lowered her head and said in a complicated tone: "Sister-in-law, I just feel a little uncomfortable..."

The wife's tone was gentle, and she asked faintly, "Is it because of classmate An Ze?"

When she heard her sister-in-law say the name, Nakano Aoi subconsciously looked up at her sister-in-law. Seeing her sister-in-law's expression of knowing everything, she had to admit it.

"…Yes, it's because of Anze-san."

"I stole it today... No, I accidentally heard Xing Gonglin wanted to ask An Ze out... And they were going out alone."

"Then I don't know why, but I felt very unhappy. Obviously, Anze and I are not in a relationship, and we haven't had any ambiguous feelings like those in anime, but I just... I felt very unhappy."

"Is my Xiaokui jealous?" The wife laughed.

"No! I think Hoshimiya Rin and Anze-san are just going out to have fun...how could I be jealous? Besides, I've already said that Anze-san and I are not a couple, so how could I be jealous?" Nakano Aoi said, but her tone was inexplicably even more unhappy.

Seeing this, the wife seemed to have understood the reason and couldn't help laughing, "Xiao Kui, the reason you are uncomfortable now is because you didn't go with them, right?"

After hearing what her sister-in-law said, Nakano Aoi thought about it carefully and nodded hesitantly.

“It seems… that’s the case.”

"Whether it's true or not, we just need to make one thing clear, that is, Xiaokui, you don't want to be left behind."

The lady spoke softly, as if she was counseling Xiaokui, or perhaps guiding her.

"Besides, sister-in-law knows one more thing."