Tokyo: Simulation Begins with the Big Sister Next Door

To An Zeliang's surprise, he never expected that such a prestigious club would have a student from such a poor family background.

“Her parents passed away early, and her only relative, her grandmother, also passed away a few years ago. Now she has to work part-time to earn her living expenses, so she has always been very frugal.” Nakano Aoi explained in a low voice, not to be heard by Tamamo, who was staring at the coffee machine, in order to protect the other’s self-esteem.

So that's how it is...

Upon hearing this, An Zeliang looked at Tamamo Yuki with a hint of pity.

I never imagined that this girl was a pitiful soul just like me in my past life, without parents to take care of her.

“Tamamo’s childhood wasn’t very ideal either… Well, due to some family reasons, she was always bullied, from elementary school to high school, so she’s quite sensitive to people’s attitudes.” Nakano Aoi looked at Sachi with a hint of heartache in her eyes and spoke softly.

An Zeliang suddenly realized why the other person greeted him so cautiously every time he looked over, and why they were always so careful in their greetings.

This is a sensitive self-protection mechanism. An Zeliang was like this for a long time after his parents died in his previous life. He only gradually changed later.

Xing seems to be a very sociable girl, which may be related to her experiences.

From this perspective, Tamamo's low profile is actually a blessing in disguise.

At least I won't be bullied anymore.

then.

Aoi didn't elaborate further on Sachi's background, and Yasuzawa Ryo didn't press for details. After all, they weren't that familiar with each other yet.

"The president's family background must be quite impressive," Anze Liang said, glancing at the president who was taking notes.

"Yes, the president's father is the Superintendent General of Police." Nakano Aoi calmly introduced the president's identity.

Anze Liang couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "No wonder he's from a yakuza family and comes from an extraordinary background."

If an ordinary person were to say the title "Superintendent of Police," they would probably express envy and admiration.

After all, the Superintendent General of Police in Japan comes from a true aristocratic family.

And they were the noblest of nobles.

The Superintendent General of Police, the head of the Metropolitan Police Department, is one of the most powerful figures in the entire country of Japan.

This perfectly explains why this club is so luxurious.

So it seems the seemingly cunning club president isn't so bad after all. For example, when she brought Tamamo Yuki, a seemingly ordinary girl, into the club, besides research, she probably also had the intention of protecting and helping her.

After a brief introduction to each other, the club discussion ended early.

Yes, it ended early. Because Nakano Aoi and Tamamo Yuki were going to visit the company president's house.

They seemed to have planned this in advance, and even talked about what dishes they would have for dinner that night.

"Anze, why don't you come along too?"

After tidying up her notebook, Hoshimiya Rin calmly looked at Ansawa Ryo and extended an invitation.

An Zeliang thought for a few seconds, then politely declined, saying, "I'm sorry, I have to work part-time at the convenience store tonight, otherwise my salary will be docked. I'll definitely do it next time if there's an opportunity."

Going to a beautiful girl's house late at night and having dinner with three beautiful girls is undoubtedly a dream come true for teenage boys.

However, An Zeliang felt that he wasn't close enough with the girls in the club yet, and that it would be awkward for him to go, so he made an excuse to refuse.

"Yes, President... Anze does have to work part-time, so he probably doesn't have much time." Although Nakano Aoi said she understood, she still felt a little disappointed.

But she still admired him very much.

Anze is definitely not a fickle guy.

"That's a real shame." Hoshimiya Rin's voice was cool, and her expression was calm.

It seems that An Zeliang's rejection was within her expectations.

After briefly saying goodbye to a few girls, An Zeliang left school and went home.

After a whole day of relaxing at school, he is in excellent spirits and can't wait to go home for his second simulation.

He is looking forward to the simulation results.

However, things in life are rarely as one wishes.

What should have been a peaceful walk home from school turned into an unexpected encounter with several uninvited guests.

When An Zeliang reached a less crowded street, several young men with dyed hair of various colors, looking like thugs, blocked his way home.

An Zeliang initially thought the other party had contacted the wrong person, so he turned around to try and avoid that route.

But then three thugs appeared behind him and blocked him in the middle.

Clearly, these thugs were after him and hadn't come to the wrong person.

When have I ever offended anyone?

Seeing the hostile looks in the eyes of the thugs, An Zeliang frowned, deep in thought.

"Hey! Your name is An Zeliang, right?"

Among the thugs, a young man with thick eyebrows and a samurai-style hairstyle approached An Zeliang and carefully compared photos on his phone.

The metal baseball bat he was dragging made a screeching sound as it scraped against the ground.

"Is there something you need?" An Zeliang looked at the other person calmly, his tone equally calm.

In the past, if he were surrounded by five or six thugs, he would definitely be thinking about how to escape unscathed.

But now that I have street fighting skills for self-defense, taking on five or six thugs one-on-one shouldn't be a problem.

The only thing to be careful of is that these thugs are all carrying metal baseball bats. If you don't control your strength properly, you might kill them.

"What is it? You idiot! How dare you ask such a question!"

The samurai-haired youth's eyes immediately turned fierce. He said coldly, "You little bastard who dared to steal my brother's girlfriend! I'm here to get justice for him!"

"Steal your friend's girlfriend?"

An Zeliang frowned.

When have I ever done anything so exciting?

Even though he was a playboy in his past life, he still had his principles. He never touched a married woman.

If he learns that the other party is a married woman, he will pull out and leave without lingering for even a second.

Are you sure you're looking for me?

"Of course I'm sure! Your name is An Zeliang, right? Look at this photo, isn't it you?" The thug with the samurai-style hair held up his phone in front of An Zeliang, letting him confirm for himself.

An Zeliang glanced at the secretly taken photo; it only showed a profile, and it appeared to have been taken at school, so the person was probably a student as well. Thinking this, he shook his head and said, "This isn't me."

"What? Not you?"

The samurai-headed thug paused for a moment, then picked up the photo and carefully compared it with An Zeliang in front of him. Although it was only a side profile photo, it was clear that it was him.

The samurai-headed thug said angrily, "You guys even have identical school uniforms, how could it not be you? You're trying to fool me? You idiot! As a man, don't run away from reality, you bastard!"

An Zeliang shook his head and said seriously, "This is just a profile picture. How can you tell it's me just by looking at the school uniform? Our school has uniforms, you should know that, right?"

"Uh...is...is that so?"

The thug with the samurai-like head was stunned, the words he was about to utter stuck in his throat. He wasn't sure for a moment, and carefully looked at the photo in his hand, comparing it.

At this moment, the blond thug next to him quickly said, "Yes, boss, I know my brother went to high school. High school uniforms are all the same, so we can't identify people by their uniforms. It would be bad if we hit the wrong person."

The other thugs immediately agreed upon hearing this.

"That's right, boss. Even though we're not exactly good people, we can't just bully students like that."

"Yeah, what if we hurt an innocent student? They have to go to school tomorrow."

"Pah! Who said we're not good people? We're good people! We're here to help our friend get revenge. We're beating up the bastard who stole someone's girlfriend, not bullying students."

Listening to his brothers' words, the samurai-headed thug was also caught in a dilemma.

He wasn't sure if the student in front of him was the one who seduced his friend's girlfriend, but he couldn't just let him go so easily.

The samurai-headed thug pondered for a while, then suddenly had an idea. He immediately looked at An Zeliang with a shrewd expression and said, "I have a plan! I'll take a picture of you and send it to my friend so he can confirm if it's really you, right?"

"Now you have nothing to say, right?"

The thugs' eyes lit up when they heard this.

"The boss is really smart!"

"Yeah, yeah! No wonder you're the only one among us brothers who went to junior high school!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Boss, take a picture of him!"

"..."

then.

Confirmed by taking photos.

The samurai-headed thug was immediately enraged.

"You idiot! How dare you lie to me!!" he angrily rebuked An Zeliang.

Through his actions, An Zeliang became certain that the guy who ordered these thugs must know him.

Could it be one of the students in the class?

Or is it at school?

but,

Let's put those aside for now and deal with these thugs first.

“Alright, since you’ve recognized me, let’s have a fair and square duel between men!” An Zeliang suddenly became serious.

"A duel between men? You bastard! You finally dared to accept the challenge! Come on!"

The samurai-headed thug twisted his wrist as he accepted the duel, then turned to his henchmen and said, "No one is allowed to make a move later, not even if I get beaten to death! Got it?"

"Okay boss!"

"Go, boss! Beat this bad student to a pulp!"

"I hate guys who steal other people's girlfriends the most! Boss, you have to stand up for me!!"

The samurai-headed thug cracked his neck, picked up a baseball bat, and walked over, ready for a one-on-one fight.

"A long sack!"