Stardew Valley of Gensokyo

"Wait a minute?" Akina Ze seemed to have heard something important and asked, "What do you mean by 'rural internet network'?"

"It's about equipping every household in the township with a computer. This will make it much easier for everyone to communicate and stay informed about what's happening in the township without leaving home. Not only that, but electricity bills will also skyrocket. With the extra money, I can use it to buy more cucumbers, right? It's a win-win situation!" He Chenghe said, counting the bills one by one on his fingers.

I think I know about the conflict between you and her.

So Aya Shameimaru had done something like that before. Akina Sawa shook his head, but it was understandable.

If he were in that position, he would have done the same.

After all, the area of ​​a village is only so big, and a village network can connect every household together.

New things can be posted on the built-in forum.

The newspapers then had to print it out before sending it out, which took up a lot of time.

Given this, will anyone still read Aya Shameimaru's "Aya's News"?

The answer may not be satisfactory.

Akina Sawa also shook his head with a sigh.

"Get inside now! If you take my cucumbers, you're mine!"

Kawashiro Narito grabbed Akina Sawaya's hand and pulled him onto the testing machine.

Many stories tell us that procrastination leads to no good results.

So all I'm worth is a cucumber...

Akina Sawa subconsciously scratched his head, but didn't resist, and followed Kawashiro Nitori's force forward.

A machine with an area of ​​one square meter was placed in the center of the room, and nearby was a series of high-tech machines that even Akina Sawa couldn't understand.

"Just stand there. A beam of light will scan you from below. Don't make any sudden movements, or you might get the wrong results."

Upon entering the laboratory, Kawashiro Nitori immediately reverted to the meticulous attitude of a technician, giving instructions on various precautions.

Akina Sawa stood obediently on it, and as Kawashiro Nitori pressed the button, a green light indeed passed through his entire body from bottom to top.

Could this be emitting radiation?

Looking at the green light, Akina Sawa inexplicably thought of nuclear radiation.

"Okay, you can get down now."

"So fast?"

"That's fast! Look, the report is already out."

"Oh? Let me see!"

Hearing that the report came out so quickly, Akina Sawa curiously squeezed into the not-so-large control seat, pushing Kawashiro Nitori to the side.

"Ok?"

As he watched, Akina Sawa gradually frowned.

Because he saw a few lines of text written on it.

[Analysis of the examination data indicates that this person has not rested for several days and needs to be given rest as soon as possible...]

How is this going?

Did I not sleep the day before yesterday?

I do not know how?

strangeness......

Kawashiro Nitori, standing to the side, nodded silently.

This is the data she wants.

Chapter Twenty-Three: Salted Fish, So Delicious!

Akina Ze also reached out and pulled over a chair, then plopped down on it.

The soft cotton pad made him relax involuntarily.

"Whoo~"

After a blissful sigh, she lazily lay back in the rocking chair, gently swaying.

Akina Sawa stared at the somewhat gloomy sky, his thoughts drifting elsewhere.

After Kawashiro Nitori obtained the data she wanted, she pushed Akina Sawa forward as well, without even offering her a cup of tea, and turned to attend to her own business.

"Why does this place smell like salted fish? It's unbearable!"

Reimu Hakurei, an energy-saving enthusiast, had somehow arrived at the door, covering her mouth and nose with a look of disgust.

"Is salted fish not tasty anymore, or do you look down on it?" Akina Ze retorted sarcastically.

"While salted fish is indeed delicious, the salt content of yours is definitely excessive."

Reimu Hakurei strolled over and sat down in the empty seat without hesitation.

"Stop talking about salted fish, you can't get any anyway. Tell me what you're here for?" Qiu Mingze patted the dust off his trousers.

Reimu Hakurei, known as the Hakurei Shrine Maiden, is a typical person who doesn't visit unless she has a reason. Every time she comes to the human village from the Hakurei Shrine on the mountaintop, she must have a purpose.

It might be a good thing, or it might be a bad thing; in any case, it's not like they're here to collect taxes.

"That's incredibly rude of you!" Reimu Hakurei's brow twitched. "I can still afford to eat salted fish!"

Okay, um.

"Forget it, I'm not going to talk about anything else with you."

Reimu Hakurei rolled her eyes, took out a piece of paper covered in writing from her sleeve, and handed it over. "Can you tell me if the contents of this are interesting?"

Why are you showing this to me?

"Just look at it, there aren't that many questions."

After a moment's hesitation, Akina Sawa still took the piece of paper from Reimu's hand.

Upon closer inspection, wow!

The paper was covered with tiny, densely packed handwriting.

If given to someone with poor eyesight, they probably wouldn't be able to see a single word.

Even Akina Ze felt a little dizzy and lightheaded while watching it, and wanted to close her eyes and not look at it.

But Reimu Hakurei is still watching her intently; no matter how unwilling she is, she has no choice but to keep watching...

The paper in my hand is a bit yellowed, and there are some wrinkles on the edges and corners.

In order to leave a good impression of being helpful to Reimu Hakurei, so that it will be easier for her to do things in the human village in the future.

Akina Ze also forced himself to suppress the drowsiness that was surging through his brain and patiently looked over.

The first few large characters immediately piqued his interest.

A script for Manzai comedy?

Is this paper entirely filled with manzai (stand-up comedy) content?

What does it mean that Reimu Hakurei showed this thing to me? Does she want me to find someone to perform it for her?

I don't have the talent to lie through my teeth. Should I just make up an excuse to refuse?

After reading just a few lines, Akina Ze also began to have doubts.

Fortunately, what followed dispelled his thoughts at that moment.

Maybe he really does want to find someone to form a group.

After all, if the higher-ups have a particular idea, no matter how outrageous it is, the lower-ups have to comply.

Akina Sawa quickly skimmed through the contents of the paper, reading ten lines at a glance.

I couldn't help but laugh a few times while watching it.

Not for any other reason than that what was written on it was quite interesting, which made him chuckle a few times.

Seeing Akina Sawa smile, Reimu Hakurei's face lit up with joy.

A good manzai script is one that can make people laugh out loud simply through the power of words.

"cough cough"

Akina Sawa coughed twice to control his facial expression before handing back the yellowed paper:

"So I still don't understand why you showed this to me."

"Isn't it obvious?" Reimu Hakurei took the yellow paper and stuffed it into her sleeve. "Of course, I want you to help me see if there's anything that can be improved. After all, you're from the outside world, so your perspective should be broader."

"Where did you get this stereotype? I may be an outsider, but that doesn't mean I have a high standard," Akina Ze said, scratching his hair in annoyance.

What do you mean by "after all, they are outsiders"? Who says outsiders have to have a high perspective? Is it the word "boundary"?

"Stop pretending. You definitely know what can be improved. Tell me quickly." Reimu Hakurei's expression was very calm, as if she was certain that Akina Sawa was just too lazy to help.

Akina Ze also stood up helplessly and turned to leave.

Changing a stereotype is extremely difficult; it's like talking to a brick wall. Why waste your breath?

But Reimu Hakurei didn't think so. Seeing that Akina Sawa was about to leave, she grabbed his right arm and pulled him back to the rocking chair.

"Don't even think about leaving until you tell me."

"But I really can't think of anything to do with you holding me like this."

Akina Ze also shook his right arm.

"Who told you to try and leave just now?"

"I'm just making you some tea, and this is my house, where am I supposed to go..." Akina Ze complained.

"Then go ahead, and remember to add plenty of tea leaves."

Upon hearing that Akina Zeya was only going to make tea, Hakurei Reimu withdrew her hand from Akina Zeya's arm and waved for him to hurry up and go.

This sounds like a conversation asking for more ingredients in a dish... What kind of nonsense is this...?

He quickly prepared two servings of black tea in the kitchen, and then Akina Ze brought them out on a plate.

"Ah~ tea really does taste better with some tea leaves in it."

Reimu Hakurei downed her cup of black tea in one gulp and exclaimed in praise.

Tea without tea leaves is just water, right? And isn't this guy afraid of getting burned?

Akina Ze also looked at the teacup in his hand, wondering if the layer of steam floating on it was all fake.

But he wouldn't be so foolish as to try it.

"Have you thought about it?"

"not yet..."

Akina Sawaya stared intently at the tea leaves floating in the teacup.

He didn't really know much about manzai; he only knew it was a form of dialogue art, and nothing else.

Akina Sawa also gave a wry smile.

If this Hakurei Shrine Maiden finally remembered that the empty space near her family's shrine could be used to grow vegetables and came to ask him how to do it, Akina Sawa would be quite confident in teaching her.

But he was truly powerless to improve this kind of comedy. Even as a viewer, he sometimes couldn't understand the jokes, let alone improve them.

Akina Ze remained silent for a long time, and the steam rising from the tea gradually subsided.

"Have you thought about it?"

Seeing that Reimu Hakurei's tone was becoming increasingly annoyed.

Akina Sawa finally made up his mind.

Since the problem cannot be solved, there is only one brilliant plan that can be used.

That's all about procrastination.

After thinking of his words, Akina Sawa said with a troubled tone, "I'm sorry, manzai is an art that can only be truly appreciated when it's performed. I really can't give any guidance just by reading these words."