Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

Drag if you can.

Just as An Zeliang was thinking, Tamamo Yuki's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Anze-san... wait a moment!"

Tamamo Yuki ran over breathlessly, with sweat on her little face. When she saw An Zeliang stop, she held onto the railing in a daze. She had a little hypoglycemia due to not eating enough and the rapid exercise.

However, Tamamo Yuki didn't care about these things. Seeing that the bell for class was about to ring, she hurriedly and carefully took out a cloth bag and handed it to Anze Liang.

"An Ze, take this... I, I have to go back to class first!"

Jingle Bell!

The class bell rang just in time, and Tamamo Yuki was startled and turned around and ran... After running for only two steps, she rushed around the corner too fast and hit her head against the wall.

"Woo!"

"Tamamo-san, don't move. I'll take you to the infirmary!" An Zeliang put away the cloth bag and was about to walk over.

"No... no need, I'm fine. Anze, please go to class first..." Tamamo Yuki covered her head with her hands, shook her head with tears in her eyes, turned around and walked towards the classroom.

Slip!

Without noticing her steps, she suddenly disappeared at the stairs.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 231 228: Yuki Tamamo: Anze, go slowly

Chapter 231 228: Yuki Tamamo: Anze, slow down...slow down

The bell for class has rung, and several students who were supposed to return to class on time are sprinting in the corridor. An Zeliang let them go and quickly walked towards the stairs where Tamamo Yuki disappeared.

"Student An Ze, where are you going?" The head teacher happened to be walking towards them and stopped An Zeliang with a little confusion.

"I'm not feeling well and need to go to the health room." An Zeliang said perfunctorily and left quickly.

"So anxious?" The head teacher looked at his back with some confusion. He originally wanted to say that the head teacher of Class C took the initiative to propose to set up a joint store with Class A, and also agreed to the proposal of the haunted house.

After all, the one who proposed the joint store suggestion for Class A was the president of the club that An Zeliang belonged to, Rin Hoshimiya.

Let’s talk about it later.

At the same time, An Zeliang also walked down the stairs quickly.

"It hurts, it hurts..."

Tamamo Yuki fell headfirst, one of her student leather shoes flew out and landed in the corner, and her patched socks stepped on the ground, making a dusty mess.

Hearing An Zeliang's footsteps approaching, she quickly turned over, enduring the pain, and tried to stand up by holding on to the wall.

"Woo!"

As soon as An Zeliang went down the stairs, he saw Tamamo Yuki sitting on the ground, holding her ankle. She had fallen again. Her skirt was lifted up, revealing her snow-white thighs and a small piece of her boxer shorts embroidered with small flowers and little bears.

The kind that sells five for 1,000 yen during store promotions.

"An, Anze...you, you should go to class soon...I'm fine, really!" Tamamo Yuki's cheeks blushed slightly, and she quickly adjusted the hem of her skirt. Her painful little hands kept pressing her ankle, but she was still concerned about An Zeliang.

"Don't move." An Zeliang looked at her ankle. It was very red and swollen, and it was obviously sprained. Her fair calf was also covered with scratches and bruises. She had fallen so badly.

"Come on, I'll take you to the health room." An Zeliang helped Tamamo Yuki to sit on the stairs, then turned his back and squatted, with his back just a few centimeters lower than Tamamo Yuki, so that she could lie down without having to stand up.

"But, I really..." Tamamo Yuki wanted to refuse cautiously.

"Tamamo-san, if you don't come up, my calves will go numb from squatting."

An Zeliang interrupted her and urged her by shaking his arm.

"...Okay, alright." Tamamo Yuki was a little nervous. She took a deep breath and held it, then slowly lay down on Anze Liang's body. Her two little hands were lightly placed on his shoulders, motionless, as if this could reduce her weight.

"Walk."

An Zeliang didn't have to put in much effort as he stood up easily, picked up the fallen student leather shoe, and walked towards the health room with Tamamo Yuki on his back.

"An Ze-kun...can you slow down a little bit..." Yuki Tamamo didn't dare to grab him with all her strength. She almost fell off several times, so she had to cling to An Ze-liang's back in panic, "I, I feel a little carsick."

"Then hold on to me tighter, and I'll change my position and steadier my back." An Zeliang said, and his hands naturally changed their position to support Tamamo Yuki's thighs.

"So, will it fall off?"

The girl behind him froze, her little hands clutching An Zeliang's clothes in fear, and a cat-like purring sound came from her throat. She probably didn't know what to say, but was in a hurry to respond, and as a result, all the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat and she couldn't spit them out.

An Zeliang didn't care. He held Tamamo Yuki's legs and walked briskly.

What surprised him was that Tamamo Yuki looked soft and small, but her thighs felt a bit hard. She probably didn't have much fat, and she was so thin that her bones were too obvious to the touch.

The business at the stall has been good recently, and I’ve been eating more regularly than before, so why am I not gaining weight?

Just as An Zeliang was thinking, Tamamo Yuki's weak voice suddenly came from behind him.

"No, it won't fall off..."

He finally recovered and answered the previous questions obediently.

"That's good." An Zeliang saw the sign of the health room, pushed the door open, walked in and took a look.

There are two beds in the health room, which is clean and tidy. Bandages, medicine bottles and other things are placed in the cupboard. You can also see the playground downstairs from the window. All in all, it is a good place to relax.

An Zeliang sighed in his heart that art indeed comes from life.

Just like all safety education films, there is no teacher in the health room, and the key to the front door is placed on the table. If you want to do something, just lock the door and draw the curtains. There is a bed next to you. It is a one-stop service.

"Tamamo-san, please sit here." An Zeliang half bent down and let Tamamo Yuki sit on the bed, then went to the cupboard and took out iodine bandages and other things.

"That, that..." Looking at An Zeliang's back, Tamamo Yuki's throat made a kitten-like purring sound again. After trying for a long time, she finally spoke in a low voice.

"Anze-san... I'm sorry..."

"I will watch my step next time, I won't fall again, and I won't bother you again..."

An Zeliang turned around and saw that Tamamo Yuki's face was red and her little head was hung low, as if she had done something terrible.

"Lift your feet, I'll take care of it for you." An Zeliang smiled, brought a small stool and sat in front of Tamamo Yuki. The height was just right for Tamamo Yuki to see even if she lowered her head.

"Hmm..." Tamamo Yuki nodded quickly, raised her feet obediently, looked left and right, twisted her body, with her little feet hanging in the air and her calves stretched taut.

An Zeliang had the urge to slap his forehead.

His posture was obviously to let Tamamo Yuki put her feet on his knees, but Tamamo Yuki was too obedient!

I would rather hold my breath and let it hang in the air than trouble him.

Seeing that An Zeliang suddenly stopped moving, Tamamo Yuki didn't urge him. She stared at him blankly. Her calves began to twitch, her feet moved quietly, and she pursed her lips in pain.

However, An Zeliang didn't say to put it back, so she tried her best to maintain this posture without moving.

"Hey." An Zeliang slapped his knee, "Tamamo-san, put your feet here."

"...They're dirty." Tamamo Yuki looked at the gray patched socks and rubbed them twice with her lips.

"Let him go!" An Zeliang ordered like a boss.

"Okay, okay..." Tamamo Yuki moved, but instead of putting her feet down obediently, she retracted a few centimeters.

An Zeliang was getting a little anxious because of the procrastination, so he grabbed her ankle and said, "Why don't you let go?"

"Anze-san... I, I seem to have a cramp..." Tamamo Yuki broke out in a cold sweat.

"..."

An Zeliang felt that he was somewhat defeated by his natural cuteness and pointed at the bed helplessly.

"Lie down. I'll massage your calf and treat your sprain."

Tamamo Yuki stopped talking and lay down on the bed in an awkward position. She gathered the hem of her skirt with her little hands, then put her little face on the pillow, tilting her head to look at An Zeliang with watery eyes.

"Don't worry, you can't see anything." An Zeliang thought she was afraid that she would expose herself again, so after comforting her for a while, he started to massage her.

"Gurgle gurgle..." Tamamo Yuki's throat made some noises, and after a long time, she explained in a very low voice.

"Promotional underwear... not pretty."

"What?" An Zeliang didn't understand the meaning, but Tamamo Yuki thought he didn't hear clearly, so she shook her head with a red face, buried her head in the pillow, and stopped talking.

An Zeliang suddenly realized that she was not afraid of exposing herself, but she tucked her skirt in because she thought it would not look good and did not want to be embarrassed by showing it.

Does that mean I can show off my pretty underwear?

This naive person...does he understand the difference between men and women? Even good friends have to avoid suspicion...

While thinking, Tamamo Yuki's weak voice sounded again.

"Anze-san...itchy..."

"Hmm?" An Zeliang lowered his head and saw that after massaging his calves, he subconsciously continued to press upwards, and had already pressed near the knees. His two hands rubbed the thin layer of flesh at the knee bend, and it turned red.

After rubbing it a few more times without panic, An Zeliang asked, "Does it still cramp like this?"

"No more smoking." Tamamo Yuki had never been massaged by others before, and thought that this was where the massage would start. She nodded obediently, her innocent and pure eyes like a deer's were full of gratitude and trust.

Everyone who watched it felt a little guilty.

"Ahem! I'll apply medicine on you. Remember to step on your knees. Don't let go of them, or you'll get cramps again."

As An Zeliang spoke, he sat back on the small stool and began to apply cold compresses, apply medicine, and bandage the wound with an elastic bandage...

This process inevitably touched the wound, which was actually a bit painful, but Tamamo Yuki didn't say anything. Occasionally, the pain was unbearable and she would clench her toes tightly, tickling Anze Liang's knees.

"Tamamo-san." An Zeliang suddenly called out.

"Hmm?" Tamamo Yuki endured the pain and responded absentmindedly.

"No matter how good-looking your underwear is, you can't show it to others." An Zeliang still said this. Tamamo Yuki only has a few friends with them, and they don't know much about society and interpersonal relationships. If he doesn't give her some advice, she feels that she will be at a disadvantage easily.

"I know." Yuki Tamamo nodded, "I was taught that in elementary school."

"That's good." An Zeliang just felt relieved, but then he felt something strange again. He subconsciously looked at Yuki Tamamo and said, "My family members can't watch it either."

Tamamo Yuki was stunned, looked at An Zeliang awkwardly, and defended herself in a low voice.

"My family... not someone else..."

"Don't be on guard."

"What about me?" An Zeliang asked jokingly.

Hearing this, Tamamo Yuki looked a little confused, but still answered obediently.

"Just now... um, I said..."

Her family died early and she didn't have many friends. In her heart, the few good friends who had always been with her and helped her were like her family.

An Zeliang didn't say anything. After bandaging it, he pressed Tamamo Yuki's ankle and said in a gentle voice, "Does it still hurt?"

"I don't feel anything anymore." Yuki Tamamo shook her head and tapped the ground with her toes. She looked at her tightly bandaged and splinted ankle and said, "Anze, isn't this too much of an exaggeration?"

"Only if you protect yourself well can you recover well." An Zeliang said seriously, "Come on, you rest for a while, and I'll take you back to class after class."

"No, thanks. I'll go back now." Tamamo Yuki quickly refused.

Anze Liang originally wanted to force her to rest, but for some reason, Tamamo Yuki was very persistent this time, just like Doctor Strange who came to negotiate terms. Once she was rejected, she would remain silent for a few minutes, and then think of a reason to go back... She gave more than a dozen reasons in a row, and when she couldn't think of a new one, she started to repeat a random reason.

An Zeliang couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to send Tamamo Yuki back and prepared to go back to class. On the way, he touched the cloth bag in his pocket. He was so busy that he forgot to ask what was inside.

After opening the neatly folded layers of cloth, a small card fell to the ground. It was a savings card. An Zeliang picked it up and took a look. There was a small note on the back with the password written on it.

In addition, there was a deflated little wallet on the soft fabric. When the zipper was unzipped, there were three neatly arranged thousand-yen bills and some small coins inside. Most of them were 100-yen notes, and there were only a few 500-yen notes.

In the inner pocket of the wallet was Tamamo Yuki's ID card. In the profile picture, she had awkwardly combed all her hair back, and was looking at the camera cautiously with a smile, her cheeks as red as rosy clouds.

I was packing in such a hurry that I forgot to take my ID card with me.

"Tamamo-san, your ID card is still in your wallet." An Zeliang sent a message to Tamamo Yuki.

However, Tamamo Yuki's cell phone was too slow. Anze Liang had already walked back to the classroom and sat down before Tamamo Yuki's reply arrived late.

"I'll get it after school."

"You gave me your wallet and bank card, so how are you going to eat?" An Zeliang asked again. Naturally, Tamamo Yuki did not respond immediately.

The teacher on the stage was giving a lecture, and the students around were whispering about the joint store. An Zeliang listened for a while and didn't think much about it. He thought that Kuroda Xin still wanted his class to set up a joint store with Class A.

At this time, Tamamo Yuki's reply finally arrived.

"The school cafeteria has a new policy, with free miso soup and cheap rice. I also made a lot of pickles myself..."