Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

Thinking of the war in the evening, he washed himself more carefully. After all, it was his first time in real life, so he still had to have some sense of ritual.

After everything was cleaned up, An Zeliang changed into pajamas and walked out of the bathroom.

Hayano Hoshiko and Hoshimiya Rin's toiletries were brought with them from the last time they stayed over, so there was no need to buy them now. Instead, they went to the bathroom to wash and take a shower.

After everything was done, An Zeliang took out some extra bedding and spread it in the cleaned bedroom. Then, the three of them chatted for a few minutes, said good night to each other, and went back to their rooms to rest.

An Zeliang did not rush to find Teacher Hayano immediately, but planned to wait until late at night, when Hoshimiya Rin fell asleep, to avoid any accidents.

After returning to the house and sitting in front of the computer desk, An Zeliang thought for a while.

Since you are free anyway, you might as well do something useful!

Calculating the time, his Lord of Mysteries animation should be updated, and the code for the live broadcast website has not been completed yet... Well, there are many things to do, and I will be busy until late at night soon.

An Zeliang turned on his computer and went to check his YouTube author homepage first.

The last episode, Lord of Mysteries, updated to the death of Old Neil. The exquisite production and the perfect amount of nostalgia brought many tears to the audience.

Now when An Ze Liang opens the comments on the video, he is greeted by countless crying emojis and various comments about sending him razor blades.

Several of Fu Ge's fans directly gave rewards ranging from 2 million yen to 1 million yen, and their messages were simple and crude.

"Take the money and the people will come back!"

"Isn't it just that someone died? Hahaha, I don't care at all, I'll just buy it back!"

"Kneel down to the author, please take my money and let my brother come back!"

"... "

"Haha, you can't bear it?"

An Zeliang smiled slightly and started to produce the animation.

This time, he planned to make the sixth episode directly end with Klein's death, reclaiming all the foreshadowings from the previous episodes, and at the same time raising high expectations.

Presumably, the data this time will be even more explosive.

However, before making it, he looked at the reward amount and indeed caught a glimpse of the familiar ID Hexagonal Snowflake.

When I clicked on it, I saw that the other party had already released a detailed analysis video of the fifth episode. All the data were very high, and the comments were all calling him a big shot and worshipping him crazily.

Of course, there were also unsupportive comments, and some people even began to question it directly.

"You are just a person who watches anime, how can you analyze so many things? Is it the author's fake account?"

"It's just an over-analysis. I don't think the original author thought about it that much."

"For such a crappy animation, they have an analysis of each episode. Are they just buying popularity and marketing?"

"... "

There aren’t many comments like this, but they are still annoying to see.

But An Zeliang took a quick look and found that Hexagonal Snowflake had actually commented below.

"You can have different opinions from me. After all, there are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand works. I am not the original author, so there is definitely a suspicion of over-analysis in some places."

"But! I don't make these videos for popularity, nor do I do it with a small account or a water army."

"I just think that the original author has spent so much effort to make this animation, so it is worth my recommendation and encouragement. I hope everyone can have a friendly discussion and respect the original author's efforts."

"You can criticize me, but you can't use my analysis video to criticize the original author. If you make similar comments again, I will block and delete them."

The message from Hexagonal Snowflake was very gentle, but at the same time, very firm.

An Zeliang thought about it, and typed "Thank you" under the comment of the six-cornered snowflake.

After all, he could see that Hexagonal Snowflake was a real die-hard fan, and it was reasonable for him to express his gratitude.

Hexagonal Snowflake: “You’re welcome, update quickly!” At the end, he sent a grinning cat emoticon.

"Tonight is the next."

An Zeliang replied and then closed the webpage.

Without further ado, start making!

And just a few minutes ago, in the guest bedroom of the apartment.

Hayano Hoshiko closed the door and could no longer maintain the calm on her face. She jumped onto the bed, hugged the quilt with all four legs, clamped her legs together, and buried her face in the quilt.

Then she began to twist wildly like a tumbling and jumping maggot.

“Oooooh…!!!”

"It's so shameful, so shameful... I finally made up my mind, but in the end, the result was..."

"What should I do? How should I face Xinggong-san in school from now on? I can't even look her in the eyes! It was the same thing when I was playing the game just now. I was thinking about this, and then Anze-san chopped off dozens of heads... I want to die immediately..."

“Aww…!!”

After rolling around in bed for a long time, Hayano Hoshiko couldn't calm down for a long time. She even picked up her mobile phone and searched seriously for "the possibility of humans migrating to other planets at present."

Many pages of search results popped up immediately. Hayano Hoshiko carefully read more than a dozen of them, then put down her phone with a look of despair on her face, muttering.

"It's really too difficult to migrate to another planet... Besides, Anze-san may not go..."

"or……"

Hayano Hoshiko suddenly had an idea.

"I'll find an opportunity to let Xinggong-san wear such clothes, and then let Anze-san and I catch us. This way, everyone will be even and there won't be any embarrassment! Hahaha..."

Snapped!

Silently raising her hand, Hayano Hoshiko slapped herself on the forehead.

"What am I thinking! Hoshimiya-san is an excellent student, how could he wear that kind of clothes and do that kind of thing?"

"Well... maybe we should consider moving to outer space... Mr. Anze is so outstanding, he should be able to get into the Lunar Federation University or something..."

Perhaps because she was too embarrassed, for a moment, Hayano Hoshiko actually began to think about the feasibility of this matter.

dong dong.

Just then, her door suddenly rang.

who is it?

Could it be classmate An Ze?

Hayano Hoshiko quickly got up from the bed, quickly tidied her hair that was messed up when she rolled over, adjusted her expression, walked to the door, and opened it with anticipation.

But the person who appeared at the door dashed her expectations.

"Hayao-sensei."

Standing at the door was Hoshimiya Rin, who was wearing a long white nightgown.

"Xinggong-san...it's so late, aren't you going to bed yet?"

Xinggong Lin shook his head and looked at Hayano Hoshiko calmly: "I can't sleep in that bedroom, can you please change rooms with me?"

"what?"

Hayano Hoshiko blinked, a little confused.

"Can't sleep? Is there still dust in the room? How about the teacher help you clean it up?"

"It's not because of the dust, it's because I don't like sleeping on tatami. So I want to change rooms with the teacher."

"Is that so? Then you sleep in this room and the teacher will sleep in your bedroom."

After all, Hayano Hoshiko is a teacher, so she is naturally considerate and caring towards her students and has a strong sense of responsibility. She nodded and agreed.

"Thank you, teacher."

"It's okay, just make sure you sleep comfortably, Hoshimiya-san."

"... "

The two chatted for a few more words and then exchanged rooms.

Hayano Hoshiko came to the second bedroom, turned over on the futon, and muttered something in confusion.

"The quality of the futon at Anze-san's house is very good. It feels very soft when you sleep on it. You can't feel how hard the tatami is at all... Xinggong-san's skin is really soft. I can't even sleep like this."

"Fortunately I can sleep on tatami, otherwise I wouldn't be able to rest well."

Hayano Hoshiko covered herself with a quilt and played with her cell phone for a while. Soon she felt really sleepy, so she got up, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Time passed little by little... and finally it was late at night.

In the master bedroom, An Zeliang is waiting for the sixth episode of the Lord of Mysteries animation to be completed.

Since he had nothing to do anyway, he simply continued to improve the code of the live broadcast website, and has been busy with it until now.

"Ding!"

With a prompt, the sixth episode of the Lord of Mysteries animation was finally completed.

An Zeliang uploaded it to YouTube, then stood up and walked out of the room.

After working for so long, it’s time to go to the bathroom.

When he came to the bathroom and just took off his pants, An Zeliang's cell phone suddenly vibrated. He held it with one hand and took out the phone with the other hand to check the message.

The sender of the letter is Ibuki Yuki.

"An Ze, the sixth episode of Lord of Mysteries has been updated! I've already bought some snacks and turned on my computer. Are you going to start watching it now?"

"Well, you watch it first. I have something to do tonight. I'll watch it later."

An Zeliang replied casually.

"Okay, then I'll watch it myself first. If there's anything I want to talk about after I'm done, I'll tell An Ze-san."

Ibuki Yuki was probably also anxious to see the update, so she quickly replied and said bye.

An Zeliang typed with one hand, which was rather troublesome, so he replied "OK", then shook himself, wiped himself clean, and walked out of the bathroom.

It's the dead of night, the moon is dark and the wind is strong, hmm... it's a good time to start a war.

An Zeliang touched his cell phone and hesitated for a moment. Should he notify everyone before launching a war?

After thinking about it, he let go of his hand.

A night attack is all about speed, ruthlessness and accuracy. How can it be exciting if you give us advance notice?

So, An Zeliang went straight back to the bedroom and opened the drawer. A few minutes later, he found the key to the bedroom door.

pat, pat...

An Zeliang walked out of his room, holding the key to Hayano teacher's bedroom in his hand, a smile on his lips, and his heart couldn't help but start to get excited.

Tonight will definitely be a bloody battle!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 155 153: Is it Xinggong Lin? She's here!

Standing at the door of Teacher Hayano's bedroom, An Zeliang let out a breath, stretched out the hand holding the key, and prepared to open the door.

Clang.

The key turned in the door lock, and a crisp sound was heard.

"Ok?"

An Zeliang unexpectedly discovered that the door of Hayano teacher's bedroom was not locked and could be opened directly.

Is this also the idea of ​​being ready to devote oneself?

Thinking of this, he opened the door and walked in without hesitation.

The room was dark.

In order to prevent anyone from disturbing him again, An Zeliang decisively locked the door, his heart pounding.

In the dim bedroom, a figure was lying on the bed covered with a thin quilt, lying on his side, with his long hair like a waterfall scattered beside the pillow.

Although it was too dark to see her face, I could smell the familiar scent of lavender in the air...

However, after An Zeliang entered the room, Hayano Hoshiko on the bed did not react at all. She still lay sideways with her back to the door, her shoulders rising and falling slightly in a regular manner...