Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

"Hello, Ms. Fukada, I am An Zeliang, Xiaoxing's boyfriend." An Zeliang interrupted her directly, smiling and extending his hand.

"...Hello." Fukada Kei was stunned, and shook hands with An Zeliang politely, a little curious, "Xiao Xing has a boyfriend, I don't think she has heard about it."

"She likes a low-key and peaceful life and doesn't like to talk about her private affairs." An Zeliang said in a light tone, took the key from Yumao Xing's hand and opened the door, "Xiao Xing, please go in first."

"Where is Anze?" Tamamo Yuki breathed a sigh of relief and hid her petite body behind Anze Liang.

"I'll talk to Miss Fukada and will be home soon." An Zeliang patted her back intimately.

Tamamo Yuki obediently went into the house, but did not walk too far. She stood at the entrance, waiting for Anze Liang silently.

"Ms. Fukada, are you from Tokyo TV?" An Zeliang greeted, "I have a talk show to record on Tokyo TV this weekend."

"Weekends?" Fukada Kei thought for a moment, then continued the conversation cooperatively. "It's a financial program, interviewing emerging entrepreneurs in Tokyo. I remember that more than half of the people who appeared on that program became entrepreneurs with a net worth of over 100 million."

"Is it so amazing?" An Zeliang was a little surprised. "I don't know much about this. I am participating in this interview because of the invitation of a friend."

"Mr. Ninomiya does like to dig into some start-up companies and conduct in-depth interviews." Fukada Kei was referring to the producer of the talk show, but she was also stunned when she saw An Zeliang's puzzled expression.

"Wasn't it Mr. Ninomiya who invited you?"

"No." An Zeliang shook his head, "It was Sister Ibuki who insisted on arranging it."

Sister Ibuki?

Among the artists that Tokyo TV often collaborates with, the only one with the last name Ibuki seems to be Ibuki Yuki.

Kei Fukada was a little bit unbelievable.

What is the status of Ibuki Yuki? She is one of the most popular female stars in Tokyo. Her national popularity and popularity among the public are both at the first-tier level. If she did not appear on too few shows and did not participate in variety shows, she would definitely be more talked about than she is now and would be more popular.

Kei Fukada has been working at Tokyo TV for six years and has only met Ibuki Yuki twice. One time was when he was washing his hands in the bathroom and happened to run into Ibuki Yuki who was sorting her clothes.

Another time, she was passing by the recording studio after get off work and saw through the window that Ibuki Yuki was communicating with the director.

The producer, who was usually dissatisfied with her interview materials and always found fault with them, now nodded with a smile on his face and looked extremely satisfied.

How could a person like Ibuki Yuki recommend a kid who looks like a high school student to participate in the show?

Thinking of the word "sister" that An Zeliang said, Fukada Kei couldn't help but hesitate.

Are they relatives?

Suddenly, An Zeliang's cell phone rang. He looked down and saw that it was Ibuki Yuki.

It really means Cao Cao Cao Cao has arrived.

However, in the simulation, Ibuki Yuki also called at this time to ask about the interview practice, wanting An Zeliang to perform better.

So An Zeliang was not surprised at this time. He gestured to Fukada Kei and picked up the phone.

"Ibuki-sister, what's wrong?"

“…Is it Anze-san?” Ibuki Yuki asked hesitantly. After getting Anze Liang’s affirmative answer, she swallowed and felt a little nervous.

"Xiaoliang, I'm looking for you for an interview."

Ibuki Yuki tentatively changed the name to a more intimate one, and when she saw that An Zeliang showed no disgust, her tone suddenly became somewhat happy. Being able to address her favorite animation star in such an intimate way is something that many fans dream of.

Excited, Ibuki Yuki continued.

"Are you free tonight? I asked Paperman for the script and wanted to come and practice with you."

An Zeliang paused. If he was in the apartment, it would be fine for Ibuki Yuki to come over, but now he was going to sleep at Tamamo Yuki's house. If it rained heavily tonight, it would be inconvenient for Ibuki Yuki to go back, and she might stay here...

Where will Ibuki Yuki sleep then?

It's impossible that he has Tamamo Yuki on his left and Ibuki Yuki on his right.

An Zeliang thought for three seconds and then spoke.

"…Ibuki-san, I'm not at the apartment. I'm at a friend's house. But I do have time. I'll send you the address. Please come over."

"Okay, I'll drive right away." Ibuki Yuki agreed more quickly. She hung up the phone, picked up her bag, and walked quickly out of the lounge. When passing by the glass window, she subconsciously adjusted her clothes in front of her reflection before leaving.

On the other side, An Zeliang also put away his phone and asked with a smile.

"Ms. Fukada, is there anything else?"

"No more." Kei Fukada shook her head. Since Ibuki Yuki and Yasushi Yasushi had such a good relationship, the opportunity to interview Tamamo Yuki would definitely not fall on her.

Although she was very unwilling, she had no choice but to leave now.

Although he thought clearly in his mind, Kei Fukada did not move, and his expression was full of hesitation.

An Zeliang didn't waste time with her. After saying hello, he went straight into the house and blocked Fukada Kei outside the door.

"Ding!"

Kei Fukada sighed, knowing that her act of interviewing the victim was to expose other people's scars, and it was normal that she would be unwelcome. She was about to leave when a text message suddenly popped up.

Producer Ninomiya: "Your material is not up to standard, and the theme of the show is not explosive at all."

Kei Fukada didn't react much. After working for six years, she had become accustomed to being rejected and had no intention of resisting.

Producer Ninomiya: "Have you found the material for the in-depth interview series of murderers you mentioned last time?"

“…I haven’t gotten an interview opportunity yet.” Kei Fukada typed back.

A few seconds later, a phone call came in, and producer Ninomiya cursed impatiently.

"Fukada, you've been a journalist for six years, but you can't come up with any breaking news. Are you working hard?"

"Mr. Ninomiya, I..." Kei Fukada held back her tears and wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Ninomiya again.

"Alright, stop talking. Reflect on yourself. Why can others come up with explosive news and first-hand materials? Where have you worked so hard for all these years?"

"It's been six years. I've given you a chance before. So, if your work doesn't improve before the end of this year, you'll be transferred to another position and leave."

Snapped!

Without giving Kei Fukada a chance to plead for mercy, Ninomiya hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy tone in his ears, Kei Fukada stood there blankly. After a while, he realized that the drizzle had become heavier and the air was getting colder.

She was just about to go to the car to get her umbrella, but suddenly stopped and thought for a few seconds. Then she took off her coat, revealing the thin white shirt underneath. She stood in the rain for two or three minutes. After her upper body was soaked, she put on her coat again and stood at the door of Tamamo Yuki's house again.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Come, come..." Tamamo Yuki's weak voice came from behind the door. She had just heard Anze Liang say that Ibuki Yuki was coming, and thought that Ibuki Yuki had arrived.

Wiping her hands on her apron, Tamamo Yuki opened the door.

"Hey... Miss Fukada, what are you doing...?"

"Xiao Xing, I'm so sorry, can you let me in to avoid the rain?" Fukada Kei was soaked and looked very pitiful. "I don't know why my car won't start, and my phone is out of battery..."

This area is quite remote. If I want to find a convenience store to charge my phone, I have to walk for more than ten minutes in the rain.

"Then...then come in..."

Tamamo Yuki lowered her eyes and spoke softly.

"Thank you, Xiao Xing." Fukada Kei's tone was full of gratitude, and then he walked quickly into the house and stood restrainedly at the entrance, "I won't disturb you, just stand here and wait for a while."

"Now that we're here, Miss Fukada, there's no need to do this." Tamamo Yuki couldn't bear it and took the initiative to say, "I'll go get you some clothes to change into. Miss Fukada, go take a hot shower."

"Thank you so much, Xiaoxing, you are a very kind child." Fukada Kei walked into the house and looked up to see An Zeliang coming back from the balcony. He was casually wiping the rain off his hands and seemed to be going to close the window.

"I..." Kei Fukada was about to repeat the reason why she came in, but An Zeliang waved his hand and interrupted her.

"I heard everything." An Zeliang took out his cell phone and said, "I'll call a taxi for you now. It's getting late, Miss Fukada should go home as soon as possible."

Kei Fukada found it a little strange. High school students usually care a lot about their reputation and find it difficult to refuse other people's requests. Moreover, she looked like this, and any normal person would feel uncomfortable seeing her.

An Zeliang's attitude is too resolute and cold, just like a heartless scumbag.

"I... I just found out that I lost my apartment door card. It's too late to go back now and there's no time to ask the property management to reissue it!" Fukada Kei immediately added, "I really can't go back tonight... Xiao Xing, please let me stay here for one night, I'll pay, please..."

Knowing that he couldn't convince Anze Liang, Fukada Kei focused his persuasion on Tamamo Yuki and grabbed her with both hands, with a pleading look on his face.

Tamamo Yuki was a little panicked. She did feel that Fukada Kei was very pitiful, but she still subconsciously looked at An Zeliang.

"An, Anze-kun?"

Looking at Tamamo Yuki's watery eyes, An Zeliang put down his phone helplessly.

"Okay, we're all at Xiaoxing's house now, so I'll listen to Xiaoxing."

"Thank you..." Kei Fukada breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that although Tamamo Yuki's boyfriend was hard-hearted, he still had a soft spot, and that soft spot was Tamamo Yuki.

As long as she can control Tamamo Yuki, An Zeliang will have nothing to fear.

Maybe not only can I complete the interview task, but I can also use An Zeliang's relationship to get in touch with Ibuki Yuki.

Kei Fukada thought to himself and did not dare to delay. He immediately took the change of clothes sent by Tamamo Yuki and went to the bathroom, intending to confirm the fact that he would stay overnight as soon as possible.

At the same time, An Zeliang also walked into the kitchen.

After settling Kei Fukada, Tamamo Yuki continued to prepare food and cook, with something bubbling in the casserole.

"We're having cabbage, tofu and pork hotpot tonight, Anze-san..."

"Ah, Xiao Xing said before that she wanted to get used to her identity as soon as possible, but now we've become classmates..." An Zeliang sighed.

Tamamo Yuki's cheeks were covered with a light blush, and she lowered her head and did not dare to look up: "I'm still not used to it... I will continue to work hard in the future, Anze-tong... Anze-kun."

"Xiao Xing, Miss Fukada said she wanted to stay overnight. She probably wants to interview you. What do you think?" An Zeliang asked.

"I haven't thought about it yet..." Tamamo Yuki answered honestly, "I just felt that she needed help just now, and I kind of wanted to help her."

An Zeliang didn't say anything. In fact, as a Dragon citizen in his previous life, he was educated to be helpful since childhood. He was not a cold-blooded person. But this Fukada Kei obviously had other intentions, and it was unwise to let her sleep here.

While thinking, Tamamo Yuki saw that he didn't say anything, so she raised her little head and took a peek, then lowered it again.

Click, click...

After preparing the dishes in silence for a long time, Tamamo Yuki finally spoke in a low voice.

"An Ze-kun, don't be angry..."

"Ms. Fukada wouldn't do anything bad. She's a very nice person. She even bought me something the last time she came to see me."

"When my grandmother passed away, I also thought that it would be great if someone could help me... Miss Fukada must have thought the same thing just now..."

"Well."

Before Yuki Tamamo could finish her words, An Zeliang patted her on the head.

"Xing, I want to eat spicy cabbage and tofu pot."

"Okay, okay." Tamamo Yuki nodded her little head vigorously, and a happy smile appeared on her cute face again. She felt that Anze Liang was no longer angry.

"I'll go to the living room to clear the table." An Zeliang left the kitchen, looked at the narrow living room, and walked back and forth a few steps.

Tamamo Yuki's house is very small. Once the dining table in the living room is folded up, it becomes a bedroom. It feels a bit tight for four people to sleep in such a small space.

Tamamo Yuki sleeps on the left, Fukada Kei sleeps on the right, and he sleeps in the middle, so there is no place for Ibuki Yuki.

He couldn't let Ibuki Yuki sleep in his bed.

Just as he was thinking about it, An Zeliang's phone suddenly vibrated.

"Xiaoliang, I've already sent Saya home, where are you now?"

Hayano Hoshiko was sitting in her car, waiting downstairs of the apartment building, typing away at the keyboard pitifully.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 239 236: Sex Maniac! I'll just close my eyes and make do with it

After sending Sayamina home, Hayano Hoshiko drove to the apartment humming a tune and waited for Anze Liang to come back.

After waiting for a long time, the drizzle turned into heavy rain, but she still didn't get the gift, so she couldn't help but send a message.

"I'm still at Tamamo-san's house."

An Zeliang sent a picture. He was squatting next to a sliding door with a crooked frame, and there were some repair tools at his feet.

"The door in her house wasn't working properly, so I found some tools and planned to fix it."

Hayano Hoshiko was not angry after waiting for so long, she even curled the corners of her lips and couldn't help laughing.

After all, her profession is a teacher, and she usually cares about her students' physical health. An Zeliang's care for Tamamo Yuki just hits her preferences.

At this moment, looking at the photo of An Ze Liang with a little dust on his face, holding repair tools, looking at the camera with a smile, Hayano Hoshiko couldn't help but smile more wantonly.