Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

"Well, thank you, Mom. You are so nice."

Hayano Hoshiko chuckled twice, hung up the phone, ate the rest of the cake, and went back to the bedroom to continue sleeping.

Before going to bed, she looked at An Zeliang's sleeping face and couldn't help but mutter to herself.

"Xiaoliang is so young... Starting a business nowadays is very hard, and every penny you earn is hard-earned..."

"I just need to work hard to buy a car or a house."

Gently pinching the sleeping face of An Zeliang, who was so adorable in her eyes, Hayano Hoshiko smoothly snuggled into An Zeliang's arms, closed her eyes, and a smile hung on the corners of her lips.

It was late at night and most people were asleep.

However, the Shibuya area was still brightly lit, and vehicles passed by on the street from time to time.

A few minutes later, three TV trucks with "Human Observation" written on them stopped under the building, and the staff got off one after another. Some of them continued to work, while others said goodbye and went home.

Among them, the director gave instructions to the editor, noticed something, ended the conversation with a smile, and took the initiative to walk towards a figure and spoke very politely.

"Ms. Ibuki, thank you for your hard work this time."

Hearing this, Ibuki Yuki turned around and smiled softly.

Today, Ibuki Yuki wore a gray and white windbreaker. The wide straight pants outlined her slender legs when she walked. She wore a pair of thick high heels, looking like a mature working woman with a capable and cool feeling.

However, she wears a pearl earring on her earlobe, which sets off her fair and round cheeks. When she smiles, she exudes a pure and gentle girlish feeling, which easily makes people like her.

"The shooting these days was all at night, and it was really hard work." Ibuki Yuki's voice was crisp, with a hint of fatigue between her brows.

The director was just about to say a few words to comfort her and mention increasing the performance fee when Ibuki Yuki continued with a smile.

"I just ordered milk tea for everyone. I remember that you don't like sweet things, so I ordered hot tea for you. It will be here soon. Remember not to drink too much, otherwise it will be difficult to fall asleep at night."

The director was slightly stunned. The Ibuki Yuki in front of him was one of the most popular female stars in Tokyo and had a high national popularity.

Such a big-name character actually remembers his preferences.

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Ibuki!" The director nodded and bowed, flattered. "I will submit a request to the TV station tonight to let Miss Ibuki have a few more days of rest."

"Thank you for your concern." Ibuki Yuki didn't look like a big star at all. She had a friendly attitude. Then, she said goodbye to the director and everyone else, and clearly called out the names of the staff present.

"Director, let me take Miss Ibuki home. It's so late, it's not safe for her to drive back alone." The program crew's dedicated driver couldn't help but speak.

"That's fine. I'll pay you overtime." The director agreed.

"No need to trouble you all, I can do it myself." Ibuki Yuki refused with a smile, then walked to the parking lot, changed into the sneakers she had prepared long ago, and drove home.

On the way, she stopped and turned on the radio station.

"The hottest new company in Shinjuku District recently should be ByteDance, right?" the male host on the radio station brought up the topic awkwardly.

ByteDance? Oh, it’s the company founded by An Ze, the one that owns the TikTok website and APP…

Ibuki Yuki rubbed her eyebrows. She had been busy filming the show recently. She went to Shibuya before the exhibition was over. She hadn't watched any anime updates or checked Tik Tok for several days.

When I get home tonight I’ll take a bath, light some aromatherapy, and then read the updates and write the analysis!

Ibuki Yuki's mood was much more cheerful. She turned up the volume of the radio and started humming a song... But as she hummed, her voice gradually stopped and her expression became solemn.

Squeak-!

Finally, she simply parked the car hastily on the side of the road and turned up the radio volume again.

"It is said that the boss behind ByteDance is only an 18-year-old high school student, right?" the male host joked, "Even a kid is starting a business. It seems that it is really difficult to find a job in Tokyo now. If you want to work, you can only start your own business."

"Tokyo does have few jobs and too many people." The female host was a little worried. "It's a good thing for young people to start their own businesses, as it can provide more job opportunities. However, ByteDance's business has not been smooth sailing."

"What do you mean?" The male host asked cooperatively.

"You see, there have been a lot of negative news about ByteDance these days, such as exploiting fans, not paying volunteers, and not even providing lunch boxes. The lounge for special guests doesn't even have windows..." The female host recounted the various revelations that have been circulating on the Internet during this period.

“Just yesterday, the TikTok website was full of videos insulting the author.”

"It's really scary." The male host couldn't help but sigh, "If the website I founded was full of content cursing me, I might not be able to survive a day. I'm probably thinking about ending my life."

"Yes, the author hasn't spoken out in the past few days..." the female host continued, but stopped abruptly before she finished her words.

Ibuki Yuki turned off the radio, took out her cell phone with some fear, quickly opened Twitter and YouTube, and typed in the keyword "TikTok scandal".

Swish-!

In an instant, thousands or even tens of thousands of related information popped up, including clarifications and archived black material videos. There were many comments and reposts, and even the police were involved.

For a moment, Ibuki Yuki's mind went blank. She couldn't understand the Japanese written on it. She subconsciously opened her Twitter account and kept typing on the keyboard.

"I'm a long-time fan of the Lord of Mysteries animation, and I'm also a good friend of the author. I can guarantee with my character that he would never do anything like what is said in the negative news!"

After hastily posting a blog post, Ibuki Yuki still felt it was not enough, and continued to add to it in the comment section, constantly proving for An Zeliang that all the negative news was false.

“I know those are fake, right?”

"Oh shit, it's been several days. Why are you suddenly coming out to prove that the author is not a bad person?"

"It's too late!"

"Is it because the cell phone signal is bad that the blog post I edited earlier has not been published?"

"Ms. Ibuki, wake up! Japan has entered the era of Reiwa waste!"

"... "

In an instant, hundreds of comments popped up, and as time passed, the number continued to increase.

Ibuki Yuki was slightly stunned, and searched the keywords again, carefully looking at the related content. After a few minutes, she slapped her forehead and showed a helpless smile.

"I've been so busy that my brain is broken. These scandals have been cleared up a long time ago. I didn't even notice it just now..."

Afterwards, looking at the police notices, the comments of anti-fans recorded by netizens, the black material videos, etc.... she felt a little distressed again.

"It's already difficult for a high school student to start a business, but he was attacked for so long... and even involved so many police officers."

"Anze-san must have felt very uncomfortable at that time."

But she had promised to support An Zeliang, but she was busy with her own things and didn't even know about this matter.

Ibuki Yuki felt very guilty. As a friend, as a fan, as a senior... she was totally unqualified.

We must compensate Anze-san!

Without any hesitation, Ibuki Yuki decisively clicked on An Zeliang's communication interface. After thinking for a while, she quickly sent out a message.

"Student An Ze, do you have time this weekend?"

"Our TV station is planning to host an interview program with entrepreneurs, and I think your experience is a perfect fit."

"If you don't mind, I'd like to invite you to attend."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 227 Chapter 224: Cuckold? Nakano-san protects his shortcomings

Early in the morning, after a whole night of baby-like sleep, An Zeliang was about to wake up on time.

But the next second, someone shook his shoulders and a clear female voice came to his ears.

"Xiaoliang, breakfast is ready and is on the dining table. Remember to eat it when you get up later!"

"...Yeah." An Zeliang slowly opened his eyes and stretched, "Xingzi, why are you in such a hurry?"

"I have something to say to the principal, so I'd better go early and finish it, otherwise I will be late for the first class." Hayano Hoshiko said as she ran around the room.

She was only wearing a loose white shirt, the hem of which just covered her thighs, revealing a pair of long, white legs. She walked back and forth on the floor barefoot, a hint of dark purple faintly visible as she moved.

Wow!

Hayano Hoshiko finally found the underwear that was thrown into the corner. She grabbed the hem of her shirt with her slender fingers and rolled it up. She put it on quickly and began to button it behind her back with her hands.

After trying twice but failing, she pouted her lips, walked a few steps to the bed and sat down, turning her smooth back towards An Zeliang, and gave orders in a coquettish manner.

"Xiaoliang, help me."

An Zeliang stretched out a hand and with two skillful movements, the straps naturally separated and slid to both sides.

"?"

Hayano Hoshiko turned her head in confusion, her two little hands pulling the two buckles: "Xiaoliang, I asked you to buckle it for me, why did you untie it for me?"

"Sorry, I'm used to it."

An Zeliang coughed lightly, stretched out his hands, and fastened the bra straps with a slightly unfamiliar manner.

Hayano Hoshiko glared at him with a fierce face, but didn't say anything. She quickly found her skirt and put it on. Her stockings were torn into strips and could not be worn, so she planned to put on her high heels and leave barefoot.

There is a pair of sports shoes in the car, so there is no need to worry about the safety of the car.

"Xiaoliang, take me to the door."

"Okay." An Zeliang stood up, put on his pants, and walked to the door with his upper body naked.

After tossing and turning for another night of sleep, his hair was messy and there was a little stubble on his chin. He went from being a handsome guy to a slightly sloppy handsome guy.

However, Hayano Hoshiko didn't mind at all. She looked at An Zeliang with a smile and found him cute no matter how she looked at him.

After all, this is the truest appearance of two people in life, and it is also something that others rarely see. This intimacy makes Hayano Hoshiko very happy.

"I'm going out." Hayano Hoshiko was dressed neatly, with her white shirt tucked into her belt, the knitted jacket she wore on the outside unbuttoned, and a half-slit fishtail long skirt on her lower body. Her black hair fell naturally on her shoulders, and she wore high heels on her feet, looking elegant and dignified.

"I'll go to school soon, see you there." An Zeliang nodded.

Hayano Hoshiko put her hand on the door handle, looking at An Zeliang with sparkling eyes, her feet did not move, and her white fingertips touched her slightly red cheeks as if nothing had happened.

An Zeliang raised an eyebrow and understood what she meant, but he still deliberately gave her a puzzled look, wanting to tease her.

"Oh!" Hayano Hoshiko hinted for a long time, but seeing that An Zeliang just didn't understand, she stomped her feet in anger, slammed her little face against An Zeliang's face, and touched her soft cheek against his lips.

"Xiaoliang, you have to kiss me before I go out. That's how it's played in the movies!" Hayano Hoshiko snorted, "Remember to kiss me first next time!"

"Okay, remind me next time." An Zeliang agreed with a smile.

"Okay, don't forget this reminder." Hayano Hoshiko said as she hurried out the door. She went downstairs with the car keys, ready to drive away, when she suddenly realized something was wrong.

"I've already reminded you, so it's still me who takes the initiative!"

"Xiaoliang, this bad man!"

Hayano Hoshiko took out her cell phone angrily, put both hands on the keyboard, and was about to send a message of complaint to An Zeliang, but at this moment, she received a letter from An Zeliang first.

"Don't be in a hurry when driving, drive slowly and pay attention to safety."

"……snort!"

Hayano Hoshiko put away her phone and planned to punish the other party in another way, which was to not reply to this message and let An Zeliang worry about her. It would be better to forget about the complaints.

After opening the car door, Hayano Hoshiko was about to get in the car when the door of the small western-style building next to her also opened. A figure straightened his school uniform tie, and his student leather shoes tapped twice on the ground. Then he turned around and walked into the apartment door with brisk steps, carrying a schoolbag in one hand and a white canvas bag in the other.

pat.

Stopping in her tracks, Aoi Nakano looked at Hayano Hoshiko's car in confusion.

"Hayao-sensei, what are you looking for on the ground?"

"Hahaha, I'm looking for my car keys. I just dropped them." Hayano Hoshiko felt inexplicably guilty. She tried her best to stand up from behind the open car door as calmly as possible. She slowly raised her head from under the car window, then picked up the car keys and got into the car. All the operations were smooth and seamless.

"Why hasn't Nakano gone to school yet?"

"Anze-kun and I have an appointment to go to school together." Nakano Aoi shook the canvas bag in her hand, "and we can go to his house to make breakfast."

"Oh..." Hayano Hoshiko blinked, "Nakano-san doesn't need to go. The teacher visited Anze-san last night and has prepared breakfast for him."

"Is that so?" Nakano Aoi didn't seem surprised and just smiled softly, "It's okay, then I'll have breakfast with Anze-kun."

Hayano Hoshiko was stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment. She silently watched Nakano Aoi nod goodbye to her, turned around, walked into the apartment, and got on the elevator.

"... "

A few minutes later, Anze Liang welcomed Nakano Aoi into his home. He wanted to explain about the breakfast on the table, but Nakano Aoi took the initiative to mention that she met Hayano teacher downstairs and told him about breakfast. She was a little embarrassed and said that she had eaten for free. Next time, she would bring some snacks to Hayano teacher to thank him. She was very well-behaved.

After breakfast, I walked to school as usual and entered the classroom.

Soon, morning reading began.

However, only a small number of people were reading during the morning reading today. Most people were talking about something that happened last night.

"Did you see that? Ibuki Yuki is dead!"

"Yeah, when I saw her repost the clarification, I was stunned!"