The peaceful daily life of the heroine in the other world

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ps: I fell asleep yesterday and...Smith Marseille.

They are also the second week: Chapter 114 Second Dimension Nantong & Pad Big Bully

Overtaking on a curve, turning through a drainage ditch, and passing a red light at the limit.

After playing the role of the car god of Akina Mountain in the chaos, a middle-aged man in slippers got out of the car and strode into Kabukicho Ichibangai, which was flashing with golden, red and purple lights.

At this moment, he was like a speedrunner who had already figured out the game designer's underpants. He dodged the streetwalkers who were about to fall on him like a silky Dove, ignored the solicitations of scantily clad women on the street, and headed for the boss at the end of the level with ease...

At the same time, in the store of [Love Girl].

"How can I not tell whether you like girls or not? Chuanchuan is a pure female lesbian when it comes to sexual orientation!"

"Is...is it that obvious?"

"Do you think?"

There are soundproof partitions between the tables in the store. The single-row design with a distance of three meters ensures that the interactions between each female public relations are relatively private. They will not be seen by guests at other tables, nor can they be easily heard, so they can still talk with confidence.

"Whether a person likes boys or girls, I can tell at a glance. Chuanchuan is obviously the type who likes girls more. That's actually the case, right?"

Huashanzhen Shizuku spread her hands and said, "It's just that Chuanchuan has only been in high school for a few days and already has a girl he likes. He is really an easily moved little girl..."

"I don't have it, I'm not you, don't talk nonsense!"

After a period of defense, Miss Chuan gradually went offline and Miss Xingchuan came back online.

The delicate and gentle little face turned blood red at the shameful words, and the girl said in shame and anger:

"Some people don't even know about things like relationships and sexual orientation. How can you tell them in a few words?"

"What, you don't want to help?"

Shizuku Hanayama, who was chatting with Hoshikawa, raised her eyebrows, and then happened to catch a glimpse of a muscular man in slippers walking aggressively towards her on the street outside the one-way glass.

"Look, that guy, for example, is definitely a nerd who calls a paper doll his wife."

"He's undoubtedly a lousy man who lost interest in his wife at home and is out looking for excitement. He's probably rushing to play galgame in that cosplay shop over there."

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man in slippers walked into a fairly famous cosplay shop nearby.

As the name suggests, the cos shop is full of girls who cosplay as various anime characters.

It's not just the appearance that's being played, but also the personality. In other words, it's about making people spend money to play a real-life galgame. People who like anime and comics have almost no resistance to it.

"That doesn't count! Normally, there aren't that many lesbians in Nantong! If I point to a guy on the street and tell him he likes girls, the chances of him being wrong are pretty low!"

Seeing this scene, Miss Hoshikawa expressed complete distrust.

However, just as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man in slippers walked out of the cosplay shop, looked down at his phone, as if confirming something.

The next moment, he put away his phone, turned around and walked into the gigolo club.

"...?"

Both the Xingchuan North Line and the Huashan Town Shizuku were question marks.

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"Welcome, miss?"

The handsome boy who was in charge of receiving customers saw the appearance of the person who walked into the store and his mouth twitched immediately.

Can you please not come to Nantong?! Did you know that gigolos only serve women? We're not gay!

Despite roaring inwardly, basic courtesy allowed the gigolo to barely hold back from losing his temper. Instead, he gave a very stiff smile to the man in front of him, who looked to be in his thirties, wearing a jacket, jeans, and slippers.

"Hey, sir, is there anything wrong?"

The man's eyes were scrutinizing, his pupils emitting a sharp intent like a sword, and for a moment, he even revealed a bit of murderous aura:

"..I came to find my wife."

"hiss!"

Oops, it's the Pure Love God of War! Everyone, retreat!

It looked like he would explode and attack someone at any moment, so I didn't dare to delay and had to ask the owner for instructions.

"What the hell?! Someone caught him cheating! Just ask him what his wife looks like?!"

"He said she had short white hair... less than 1.5 meters tall, and probably had big breasts..."

What do you mean it should be quite big?

He was a little confused, but the boss of the Black Society couldn't help but frown at this moment, and the image of the cold woman who was drinking alone just now appeared in his mind. He thought she was a very difficult boss, but was beaten to the second stage by the newcomer single-handedly in less than a minute.

broken...

"His wife..."

The gangster showed a conflicted expression.

“It may have entered the third stage now.”

"..ha?"

.....

Standing in front of a private room, the man who had previously looked like a god of war took out his cell phone with a somewhat listless look.

There are two people pinned to the top of Line, one is "Not a Lolita" and the other is also "Not a Lolita".

When my youngest daughter chose a pen name, she used her mother's ID. This ID has been retained until today, and it is the name used by my wife and daughter.

The method of distinguishing them is also very simple, that is, the avatars on both sides are different.

In hesitation, the man clicked on his daughter's 2D beautiful girl avatar.

[Gentleman's Life: Kana, I feel like I'm being bullied. (19:07:41)]

[Not a Lolita: Dad, I feel like I'm being bullied. (19:07:42)]

"..."

[Shenshi Life:? (19:07:44)】

[Not a loli:? (19:07:44)]

What the hell?

The confused man put down his phone, feeling that every family has its own problems.

The boss wearing black-framed sunglasses had an expression that said "I'm sorry, brother" which made him feel very stressed, but the only thing he could be thankful for was that the door here could not be locked or soundproofed, in order to avoid some things that everyone understood from happening.

After carefully eavesdropping for a while, I confirmed that the conversation inside was just normal. At least it hadn't reached the point where it couldn't be resolved...

Let's hear how the situation is..

.......

Everyone has some dreams in their hearts that have not been realized in the past.

When an opportunity to make up for past mistakes arises, everyone will probably reach out and want to grab it, wanting to make up for the regret.

..Now, he has become the deputy minister.

The minister who was pot-bellied back then is now past retirement age, and the person sitting in that position has been replaced by his former predecessor.

And the senior who promoted me and took good care of me in all aspects of work... has become a gigolo today.

"It's really unpredictable."

"...it's only been a few years, and the company and everyone have already changed."

Yurika Nakamura said with a rather emotional tone, "After our senior left, the entire software department was completely dead for a while. Bugs were frequent and couldn't be fixed. Later, after a purge and investigation, the company dealt with many powerful but incompetent old scoundrels like that former director..."

"It's a shame that the stain on Amamiya-senpai's record can't be erased... However, if I discuss revising and withdrawing the industry ban order with the Minister, it shouldn't be a problem. He's as capable and trustworthy as you, and perhaps we'll have the opportunity to continue working together in the future."

"Um...."

We said we wanted to work together, but I haven't been in this industry for almost ten years.

Ten years is a long time in any industry, long enough for Nokia to collapse and for paper money to gradually fade away in our lives.

Not to mention, it is in the IT industry where information is changing rapidly.

For programmers, there may be some hot new technology to follow in just one or two years. If they don’t study hard, they will not be able to gain a foothold and will be surpassed and replaced by newcomers.

After ten years, I'm afraid that the experience accumulated in the past has been iterated away by now.

Amamiya Kiyoshi nodded with a complicated expression, "I hope so..."

"...but."

He turned around and looked around. "Before that, can we talk somewhere else?"

To be honest, the current situation is really a bit weird.

As a cowherd, he was in the same room with a married woman, and her "husband" was suspected to be on his way at full speed, and might be standing at the door ready to break in.

Thinking of the "suffering master" whom he had yet to meet, and his wife's sweet smile, he felt more and more that he deserved to die.

If Ms. Nakamura's husband were to come over here according to the location, I'm afraid his first reaction would be to switch places with me...

Thinking of the wonderful scene at that time, Amamiya Kiyoshi, who felt like he was about to transform into a minotaur, couldn't help but say:

"--Ms. Nakamura, you don't want your husband to misunderstand us, do you?"

...Why does it sound weird?

After hearing what he said, the big white-haired loli who had just looked intellectual and mature suddenly remembered the purpose of this trip.

"Misunderstanding? Humph, I just want to let that guy know how important I am. How can I avoid some misunderstandings?"

The seemingly mature tone suddenly changed, and the petite woman, who was already 34 years old this year, started to throw a tantrum like a little girl, and said angrily:

"You don't know, Jia Mao was drinking with a young girl! He even took a taxi to send her back home! He still thinks he's done nothing wrong. Do you think that's appropriate?"

"That's really excessive..."

Amamiya Kiyoshi's tone was a little cautious: "Ms. Nakamura, who is that girl?"

"His client."

"..."

I was drinking with a client, and he got drunk, so I called a taxi to take him home.

Kiyoshi Amemiya fell silent for a moment.

Am I out of date? Is there something wrong with this operation?

However, Yurika Nakamura did not notice the somewhat awkward expression of the man in front of her. Instead, she took advantage of the slight drunkenness and immediately entered a state of high-frequency output.

As the conversation continued, Amamiya Kiyoshi's expression became more and more strange.

...

When I get home, I watch anime and play games, and giggle at the interactions between the paper-like pretty girls.

I feel tired after tossing for a while at night..

I keep buying some useless models.

I was chatting with the cartoonist's daughter, but I couldn't understand anything after listening for a long time...

I bought a game but didn't play it...

—Isn't this me? Did you install surveillance cameras in my house?

"..."

Looks like a substitute of the same type..

After hearing the last part, the man's expression gradually became serious.

When a person finds another person who is very similar to him/herself, they will most likely become like-minded friends.

It turns out that I am not alone when I watch anime and play games with my tired body.

So, when the night was about to fall, you were fighting with me?

..My dear Jia Mao, whom I have never met before, maybe you don’t know me, but...let me save you!