Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

"Teacher Hayano, why are there voices of three thousand heroes coming from your side?" An Zeliang asked puzzledly.

"How is that possible! How can I play games when I'm so sleepy! You must have heard it wrong. Listen again if you don't believe me."

An Zeliang listened and really could not hear any sound.

But he was sure that Mr. Hayano was playing games, he just turned off the sound.

"How is it? There is no game sound, right?" came Mr. Hayano's slightly proud voice.

"Yeah, I believe you, teacher. I have something else to deal with, so I won't talk about it for now."

"OK, bye!"

"Okay, bye. By the way, Mr. Hayano, you should rest early after this game."

"no problem!"

Hayano Hoshiko subconsciously answered "no problem", and then realized something was wrong.

She hurriedly wanted to explain, but found that An Zeliang had hung up the phone.

Looking at "Three Thousand Heroes" running on the computer screen, Hayano Hoshiko fell silent.

Ok……

"…At least, he didn't misunderstand me."

Sighing, she decided to finish the game and go to bed.

……

the other side.

An Zeliang was sitting on the tram, checking the map on his phone.

He was about to explore two places that he had not explored before.

Based on the simulated memory, An Zeliang chose a relatively nearby area.

After taking the tram for half an hour, we arrived at our destination.

This is a suburban area, an apartment complex. It looks like the apartment building is quite old and a bit run-down, so it's no wonder it was demolished.

While thinking, An Zeliang began to investigate.

There are only two ways for ordinary people to investigate: one is to see if there are any signs of habitation, and the other is to knock on the door and ask neighbors.

After more than half an hour of observation and investigation, he found a total of six houses that had been uninhabited for a long time and whose identity information could not be confirmed.

An Zeliang had a hunch that the killer's secret base might be among these six... but he had to go in and investigate to confirm it.

However, picking locks is illegal.

An Zeliang pondered for a while, and then an idea suddenly occurred to him: hiring someone to help him pick the lock!

This way you won't be breaking the law.

Because of his rich previous simulation experience, his simulated personalities did not often follow the right path, so An Zeliang was very familiar with people from all walks of life.

It's not difficult to find someone to help pick the lock.

But An Zeliang thought about it again and felt that letting all kinds of people get involved in such matters did not seem to be a safe approach.

Standing at the gate of the community and looking at the apartment building in front, An Zeliang thought for a while.

It was decided to investigate these six households carefully, door to door.

Inspect with the naked eye.

For example, leaning over the window to watch.

Well, this is the simplest and most direct way to explore.

An Zeliang first locked onto the apartment building closest to him and walked into it.

It was an old apartment building, and even the lock on the door was broken. An Zeliang opened it with just one push.

There is no elevator in the apartment, only stairs. The environment is dark and damp, and it is hard to imagine the economic conditions of the people who live here.

"The third floor isn't that high."

An Zeliang thought about it and stepped onto the stairs.

At this time, footsteps were heard on the stairs.

Is anyone coming down?

An Zeliang looked up and was slightly startled. He saw a familiar figure.

The other person was carrying a large bag of household garbage and also saw An Zeliang.

"Anze-san?" Sayamina showed a surprised expression. She was surprised to see Anze Ryo here.

"Saya, what are you doing...? Are you living here?" An Zeliang glanced at the garbage in her hand, as if she had just cleaned the room.

"Well... I live upstairs." When Sayamina said this, her eyes were slightly evasive, and she was a little embarrassed to look at An Zeliang.

The neighborhood where I live is so dilapidated. From the dark, damp and smelly corridors, I can tell that the people living here are not well off economically.

Being known by classmates, especially the boy she likes, that she lives in a place like this... Saya couldn't help but feel embarrassed and her face turned red.

"By the way, Anze-san, why are you here?" Sayamina whispered to change the subject.

"I'm here to look for a friend, but I don't know where he lives, so I'm looking from building to building."

"That's it."

Sayamina hesitated and said, "Well, Anze, my family has prepared the food. If you don't mind, can you come to my house for a meal? After dinner, I can help you find it. I am familiar with this place..."

She was a little afraid that An Ze would reject her and dislike the environment here...

"Sure." An Zeliang saw Saya's emotions, so he didn't refuse.

Moreover, more people mean more strength. Besides, Saya is a resident here, so she must be more familiar with this place.

With Saya-san around, no one will mistake me for a thief when I lean against the window.

"Yes! Anze, wait a moment, I'll be back as soon as I take out the trash." Sayamina said immediately, and there seemed to be a hint of joy in her tone.

An Zeliang naturally didn't mind, and even accompanied Sayamina to throw away the trash, and then the two went upstairs together.

It just so happens that Saya also lives on the third floor.

"This is my home..." Sayamine said softly, standing in front of an old door, taking out the key from her pocket and opening the door.

"Um... Anze-san, please sit wherever you like."

Walking into the entrance hall, there is a very small living room. The kitchen and living room are connected together, which can also be called an open kitchen. In fact, it is a last resort because the space is too small.

The room and furniture are very old. However, it is clean and you can smell the aroma of food.

Saya has some low self-esteem. She also understands that her family environment is not good and is afraid of being disliked by Anze.

"Yeah." An Zeliang didn't mind and sat down at the table.

"Saya-san, I'm a little hungry. Could you please give me more food?"

"Ah good!"

When Sayamina heard what Anze Liang said, she was stunned for a moment, then as if she suddenly reacted, a hint of joy appeared in her eyes, and she hurried to serve the rice.

Looking at the busy Saya, An Zeliang sighed secretly and doubts arose in his heart.

Saya-san should be making a lot of money from her part-time job, so how come she lives in such a tight spot? She seems to be even worse off than Tamamo-san.

"Anze, there is only one dish, you eat first... I will make two more dishes now." Sayamina brought the dish over and prepared to start cooking while speaking.

"No, one dish is enough, and the portion is quite large." An Zeliang quickly refused.

He was just being polite; he wasn't really hungry.

An Zeliang doesn't want to eat.

But he knew that if he refused directly, Saya would think he was disgusted.

So he doesn't care how much food there is.

After several persuasions from An Zeliang, Sayamina gave up the idea of ​​cooking.

I have to say that Saya's cooking skills are pretty good, and the dishes taste great. Although there are only cheap dishes and no meat...

The two of them ate and chatted.

Out of curiosity, An Zeliang also asked about Saya's family situation in a roundabout way.

I have to sigh here, the simulated personality was really born... He took advantage of Saya countless times, but he didn't know her family situation.

Saya-san is so pitiful.

Through the conversation at the dinner table, An Zeliang learned that Saya's family situation was even worse than he had imagined...

Sayamina's father died early, and she has depended on her mother since childhood.

However, my mother got uremia a few years ago and had to be hospitalized for dialysis from time to time. Just like today, my mother is still in the hospital, and she is the only one at home.

She also has to deliver meals to her mother in the evening.

And all the money that Saya earned from her part-time job was used to pay for medical expenses.

Although Japan's medical care is very good, the medical expenses required for dialysis are still unaffordable for ordinary people.

Hearing this, An Zeliang fell silent.

He thought about how he had taken advantage of Saya-san so many times in the simulation, and even had to pay for his room...

Fortunately, I am not that kind of person in real life, otherwise I would be so ashamed that I would slap myself in the face when I wake up in the middle of the night, and then I would have to stay in seclusion and reflect for several hours.

"I am working very hard to make money now, and my mother is getting better. I believe the future will be better!" Sayamine said, full of expectations for the future.

"Well, it will be fine." An Zeliang was speechless and could only give the simplest blessing.

then.

The two chatted for a while.

An Zeliang went into the bathroom under the pretext of going to the toilet.

When Sayamina saw An Zeliang walk into the bathroom, she suddenly thought of something and quickly stood up and tried to stop him, but the door had been closed.

Sayamina choked on the spot.

Thinking that the freshly washed underwear has not been put away yet, it will definitely be seen by An Ze.

As she thought about it, Sayamina's face turned a little red.

However, I surprisingly didn't reject it...

She has a good impression of An Ze, such an outstanding boy, and even likes him.

But Sayamina also understood that Anze would not like her.

But... she still couldn't help wanting to do something that would make An Ze feel good about her.

Even if it's just to be friends, she is willing to give everything.

Before I knew it, a few minutes passed.

Why hasn't An Ze come out yet?

In the bathroom.

An Zeliang did not go to the toilet.

He thought about it for a while and felt that he had taken advantage of Saya so many times in the simulation. Although it had nothing to do with reality, he had encountered it after all, and they were classmates, so he might as well help if he could.

After all, Saya is doing this for her family!

Think of this.

An Zeliang called his father in the mountains.

"Xiaoliang?"

"It's me, Dad, I need your help!"

An Zeliang looked at the pink panties hanging on the clothes hanger and went straight to the point without being polite with his father.

"The mother of one of my classmates is sick, so..." An Zeliang briefly explained the situation.