Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

The other two creators looked up and asked.

"I'm going out to get some fresh air."

Sagiri quietly put down her work badge and considerately put it back in a face-down position. After walking a few steps, she turned back and asked others seriously.

"Where is the back door in the lounge? If there is no back door, any window will do."

"... "

When An Zeliang walked out of the lounge, Ibuki Yuki had already put on a mask and was sitting on a bench not far away, staring blankly at the crowd in the venue.

"Ms. Ibuki, do you have the stamp cards issued at this exhibition with you?"

An Zeliang walked over and asked.

"Yes... but there are too many people queuing for each small event, and I have several that don't have stamps." Ibuki Yuki handed her event stamp card to An Zeliang. She only needed a few red stamps to get the random character pendants given by the official.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

An Zeliang casually took out a seal. He got it from Nishikawa Sae who was slacking off at the official COS booth. Now he could use it.

"It's ready. You can take it to the staff later and tell them that I asked you to do it. You don't have to pick and choose. Just take one of each."

"Okay." Ibuki Yuki responded, took the stamp card and looked at it. Her mood, which had just calmed down, began to fluctuate again.

"Anze-san, I'm sorry."

Suddenly, Ibuki Yuki spoke in an awkward voice.

"When you usually say you're working on animation, I never care how long you've been working on it or whether it's hard or not. I always keep talking to you about other things..."

A detailed scene from the animation flashed through Ibuki Yuki's mind, and the more she spoke, the more guilty she felt.

"I didn't realize that you, a student, were still awake late at night. You must be doing something important, but I, I..."

At this time, An Zeliang suddenly interrupted her.

"Do you know why I'm making animations in the middle of the night, Ms. Ibuki?"

"Senior high school students are busy with their studies and only have time at midnight." Ibuki Yuki expressed her thoughts.

"Well... this may be the reason." An Zeliang coughed.

He usually either slept in school, chatted, ate, or went out to play with Xinggong Rin and the others. He never really felt the so-called busy studies.

"The main reason is that Miss Ibukiyuki always comes to chat with me late at night. When people are working hard, they are always lonely. I think it's good to have someone to chat with."

Ibuki Yuki was slightly startled and was about to say something when An Zeliang suddenly leaned over, held her face, and moved very close to her, looking at her seriously.

"An, Anze-san?"

Her whole body stiffened and Ibuki Yuki subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but her body would not listen to her and she just sat there obediently.

"Your mask is dirty, change it." An Zeliang withdrew his hand and reminded.

"...Hmm? Ah, okay!" Ibukiyuki reacted and took out a new mask from her bag and put it on. For some reason, she felt a little ashamed and a little lost.

"I have other things to do, Ms. Ibuki, let's talk later." An Zeliang looked at the time. The morning exhibition was about to end, and it was time to go see Nakano Aoi and his wife.

"Okay." Ibuki Yuki nodded without saying anything more.

An Zeliang took out his cell phone and contacted Hasegawa Reiko, asking her to hand over to the exhibition staff, temporarily close the official COS booth after the exhibition, and send Hoshimiya Rin and Hayano Hoshiko home to rest.

Both of them are amateur COSERS. If they stand for a whole day like professionals, their legs will be broken.

Of course, this is also because COS is not the main attraction of this exhibition. It only needs to appear for half a day. An Zeliang has already announced it in the news and explained it in detail in the exhibition information.

There are people who mind this matter, but An Zeliang is too lazy to pay attention to them and puts them all on the blacklist.

It's just a free exhibition, but he's still asking for this and that. If he were to pay to see the exhibition, he wouldn't dare to imagine what kind of demands he would make.

"By the way, boss, I have something to tell you." Hasegawa Reiko remembered something and continued, "The window of the special guest lounge is broken, and half of the window frame is missing."

"Just fix it. Don't tell me about such trivial matters."

"Oh."

An Zeliang hung up the phone and was about to call Nakano Aoi when a text message suddenly came in from someone named Ibuki Yuki.

"Anze-san, can I... continue to support the animation you produce as an individual?"

An Zeliang had originally planned to mention this matter vaguely to Ibuki Yuki in the afternoon, but now that Ibuki Yuki had taken the initiative to speak up, he did not miss this opportunity.

"No thanks. Animation is very popular recently. I am mainly busy with the website now."

"I can help promote the website, but only in my personal capacity, otherwise it will be difficult for the TV station." Ibuki Yuki responded quickly.

"Thank you, Miss Ibuki."

"It's okay. I also hope that An Ze can do better and better."

Ibuki Yuki sent the message and waited for a while. Seeing that An Zeliang only replied with an emoticon, she put down the phone and sighed softly.

"Alas, it's just to promote the company, not the animation. Maybe he thinks I'm commenting too much on the animation."

Ibuki Yuki's face looked a little conflicted, and after a few seconds, she began to worry about another thing.

"But even this is not enough to compensate him for the time I took up before..."

"Ibuki Yuki, you still need to work harder!"

After cheering herself up for a long time, Ibuki Yuki stood up and walked towards the official booth. Before leaving, she wanted to take a photo with the official COS.

However, when we arrived at the booth, the official COS had already returned to the lounge, and there was only a little girl giving orders next to the booth.

"Can't we take a photo together now?" Ibuki Yuki walked over and asked.

"No, the COSER has gone to rest." Hasegawa Reiko explained with a slight apology.

Seeing that the other party did not pester her and left after saying thank you, Hasegawa Reiko breathed a sigh of relief. The commander cleaned up the last piece and walked into the lounge.

"Ms. Hayano, Ms. Hoshimiya, once you're done packing, I'll take you home to rest."

"Where's Xiaoliang?"

Hayano Hoshiko asked doubtfully, rubbing her ankle with her fair fingers, looking a little aggrieved.

"The boss has something to do, so he's leaving first. He specifically asked me to take you back to rest and not to tire you out." Hasegawa Reiko hurriedly explained.

"Hehe, of course, Xiaoliang still cares about me." Hayano Xingzi was a little happier, took off her high heels and walked into the changing room.

Xing Gonglin did not move, her eyes looked at Hasegawa Reiko calmly, her lips slightly parted, her voice was not loud, but a little cold.

"Ms. Hasegawa, do you know what Liangjun is busy with?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 210 207: The Injured Wife

It was almost autumn and it wasn't too hot at noon. An Zeliang called a car and left the exhibition, still explaining the website launch matters on his mobile phone.

"Boss, the traffic in the morning is very good. All the peripheral pendants we prepared have been sold out. We plan to transfer another batch at noon and save them for the afternoon."

“Why not launch the website in the morning? Everyone is visiting the exhibition at that time, which is very suitable for promotion.”

Messages from Reiko Hasegawa came one after another.

"No hurry, I'm waiting for other people to help me promote it." An Zeliang replied casually. Seeing him say that, Hasegawa Reiko didn't ask any more questions, but followed An Zeliang's arrangement and began to update his Twitter account, posting some pictures about the exhibition.

"Stop ahead."

Putting away his mobile phone, Anzeliang pointed to the driver a small restaurant on the roadside.

After the car stopped on the side of the road, An Zeliang went in and ordered some light dishes and porridge. It was lunch time and there were many customers in the store, so An Zeliang went to the convenience store next door and bought two simple lunch boxes.

After returning to the restaurant, the dishes were packed and served out twenty minutes later. The packaging was in a transparent plastic box. You could see that the dishes did not look very good, and the edges of some of the vegetables were burnt.

But this was exactly the effect An Zeliang wanted. He opened the box and poured everything into the lunch box, then borrowed chopsticks and made an exquisite plate.

After everything was ready, An Zeliang got back into the car and asked the driver to continue driving.

The hospital where my wife is staying is a private hospital, and the taxi was not registered, so naturally it could not enter.

An Zeliang got out of the car and called Nakano Aoi. A few minutes later, a beautiful figure appeared downstairs of the hospital and trotted over.

"Anze...Anze-san!"

Nakano Aoi called from afar, her fair face was covered with sweat and her cheeks were slightly red, but her breath was not disordered.

She was wearing a bag slung across her body and a thin sleeveless T-shirt with ruffled edges. Her fair arms shone brightly in the sunlight, so white that it was a little blinding.

"The doctor was just asking about my sister-in-law's condition, so I came down a little late."

Nakano Aoi explained, took out a parasol from her bag, opened it, and held it over Anze Liang's head.

The greening of the private hospital is very good. From the entrance to the downstairs of the hospital, there are lush shrubs and tall trees. There are also unknown flowers planted in the flower beds. The sunlight shining through the layered tree shadows shines on the ground like broken gold. superior.

It doesn't look like you need an umbrella.

But after walking two steps, An Zeliang knew why he had to hold an umbrella.

As the summer draws to a close, the air becomes unusually dry, and the leaves of the trees become roasted crispy. When the breeze blows, the bark of the leaves falls off.

An Zeliang was scratched by the bark of a leaf and it actually hurt a little.

Looking at Nakano Aoi's exposed arms, An Zeliang took the parasol from her hand and moved it towards Nakano Aoi to block the wind and broken leaves, and then started chatting about life in the hospital.

"Other places are fine, but it's almost autumn and the mosquitoes have suddenly become a lot more rampant." Nakano Aoi frowned in distress.

"Can't you just apply some floral water?" An Zeliang was a little confused.

When I was in school, the classroom was filled with the smell of Liushen toilet water in the summer. Not to mention the mosquitoes, if you walked in and smelled it, you would be reborn.

"My sister-in-law has a sensitive nose and she feels uncomfortable when she smells that smell. Electronic mosquito repellents don't work very well." Nakano Aoi explained, and then couldn't help but stretch out her hand and scratch the red marks on her thighs, all of which were caused by mosquito bites.

The weather was too hot, and she was wearing loose shorts. Her legs were round and slender, and her fleshy thighs bounced with her movements.

"Snapped!"

"Ah!" Nakano Aoi was startled, covering her thigh and looking at An Zeliang in confusion, "An Ze classmate, why did you suddenly hit me..."

"Just now a mosquito landed on your thigh." An Zeliang took back his hand and said seriously, "If I hadn't been quick, it would have almost succeeded."

"Oh…"

Nakano Aoi nodded, feeling a little strange. There were male mosquitoes that didn't suck blood in places with a lot of bushes, so how could they crawl on her legs?

But since An Zeliang said so, she just believed it obediently.

"An Ze, is there blood on the mosquito you just killed? Why are you rubbing your fingertips?"

"No, I just wanted to savor the feeling of killing the mosquito with one blow just now. I will kill all the mosquitoes in my house when I get home."

"... "

After talking to the nurse at the front desk, the two of them came to his wife's ward.

The huge room was furnished with sofas, coffee tables, TVs, desks... just like a small apartment, and in the middle was a very luxurious plain white bed.

On the bed, one of the wife's legs was bandaged and splinted and exposed. Her face looked thinner, which made her look less gentle than a wife and more cold and sharp like a gang leader.

Only the style of embracing the world remains unchanged; the loose hospital gown even seems to outline the figure.

"An Ze-san is here."

The lady looked up and her voice was still as gentle as water. Her expression did not show surprise. It seemed that Nakano Aoi had told her about it in advance.

"Long time no see, Mrs. Nakano, are you feeling better now?"

"You can be discharged from the hospital in a few days, don't worry." The wife responded with a smile and gave An Zeliang some fruit to eat.

An Zeliang took it casually, adjusted the table top on the bed, then unpacked the lunch box and placed it on the bed.

"Nakano-san just said that the doctor came to inquire about the situation. Have you two eaten yet?"

"I brought some side dishes and porridge. Please try them and see if they suit your taste."

Nakano Aoi didn't expect that the lunch box that An Zeliang brought was for her. Her face turned red and she wanted to shake her head to refuse, but when she saw that the dishes were exquisitely presented but looked a bit ugly, her heart suddenly moved.

This...could it be that An Ze made it himself?

I want to eat.

"Well, then I won't be polite. Thank you, Anze." Nakano Aoi couldn't resist the temptation in her heart, sat on the edge of the bed and picked up the chopsticks.

The wife also thanked him with a smile. She didn't have much appetite at first, but after taking a few bites, she found that the bento tasted quite good. She couldn't help but look at An Zeliang with some surprise.