People in Tokyo, the world is clear

So after a period of silence, Lin Sen's arm was pinched hard again.

"So, could you please change your habit of speaking incoherently?"

"my question."

"Don't just apologize all the time!"

But he still sighed and patiently listened to Lin Sen's slow and leisurely description of the plan:

"No matter how much you try to justify unemployment, the elderly will notice it's not right. And they'll easily become attached to it. Ito, you don't want Grandma to worry so much, do you?"

"Ah."

This is Miss Ito's core need. For a girl who cares about her family, her greatest wish is to reassure the elders at home.

"That's right." Lin Sen tapped the table lightly. "Unemployment is already a fact. But if we add an extra explanation to the current situation, everything can be solved."

Although the girl opposite you appears innocent and silly, not all problems require detailed explanations.

With a thoughtful expression, she looked over in a daze.

The urn suspected that the wine order was abandoned for a long time

"If you said you quit your job because you were dating..."

"Yes." Lin Sen nodded, praising the girl's synchronization speed. "If you don't mind, Ito, you can also add some hints about preparing for housewifehood or something. Feel free to play around. With such an explanation, the old man will surely be relieved. At least he won't worry about your future, Ito."

Although it sounds like using a cannon to kill a mosquito with twenty-fourth the result with twice the effort, judging from her reaction, the girl seems to be quite interested in this proposal.

I don't know why the blush reappeared on my face:

"Being a housewife or something like that sounds a bit too far-fetched..."

"It's just an excuse. When you have time to get your work done again, Ito, you can explain everything directly to grandma."

It was no secret that the old man's health was declining. Although he had been stubborn and pretended to be strong, he had been visiting the hospital more and more frequently in recent days.

Lin Sen also heard the doctor's instructions to Miss Ito, hoping that the old lady would stay in a happy mood.

That's how he came up with this plan. To be honest, he took advantage of the old man's favorable impression of him. To be more shameless, Lin Sen asked himself, if Miss Ito was dating him, he believed the old man would be relieved.

In the end, when there is no need to cover up anymore, just explain the matter as a joke and laugh it off to get away with it.

At this point, I have a subjective evaluation of this plan in advance:

genius!

But some things still need to be explained to the real owner.

He then put on a stern face and spoke righteously.

"Ito, you know me. I've always been upright, honest, hardworking, and rarely resort to trickery. I'm a genuine, high-quality young man."

"Among these adjectives, is there one that has anything to do with seniors?"

"Just a test for you."

All in all, it is a profound and serious endorsement of the success rate of this program.

"Don't worry. After all, I'm a playboy who's been through three relationships, and I'm well versed in the details and techniques of pretending to be a lover."

"Yes, yes."

The girl who had personally heard Lin Sen describe his so-called emotional experience read with half-closed eyes.

Without paying any attention to her, he stood up and touched the head of the cat Milk Tea who jumped onto the table.

"Well, let's go back in a few days. I'll think of some excuses, and you can tell your grandmother about this."

After making a summary, he stood up and planned to take the girl out in a hurry to meet a high school student who was temporarily staying next door.

But after taking two steps, his sleeve was gently pulled.

?

Looking back.

Lin Sen was suddenly dazed.

Because the girl with short hair was looking up and pouting slightly.

The calm and gentle tone makes people feel peaceful.

"So, Senior. I haven't agreed to the relationship yet."

"."

After a moment of silence, Lin Sen opened his eyes wide.

“It seems so.”

Suddenly, embarrassment rushed from my toes to my head.

There is a kind of beauty that talks to oneself, which can be identified as silly.

Fortunately, my thick skin can withstand the test and my expression does not lose control.

"sorry."

I immediately apologized directly, "It has always been my unilateral imagination. I don't care about your opinions and thoughts."

At this point, he stood firm, ready to take a beating. "If Ito thinks this proposal is bad, just pretend I didn't say anything before."

In the sight, the girl pursed her lips slightly.

"Actually, I'm not really against it."

Her delicate fingers were still gently tugging at her clothes. She lowered her head to think for a moment, then looked straight at him again.

There was a strange sense of agility in his eyes, as if there was some other meaning.

"That's right, I want to think about it for two days."

"Consider it! You can consider it, whatever you want."

Only then did I realize that this was a matter concerning personal reputation, and I felt a little regretful for my previous assumptions.

[Xiao Linsen]’s reputation is already beyond repair, so of course it doesn’t matter.

But it’s a bit too much to not care about the name Ito Nishika.

So when they went out together, they were still patching up their previous trip.

"Well, it's just a weird plan that came to me on a whim. If you feel uncomfortable or inappropriate about it, Ito, just say so. There's no need to be shy with someone as shameless as you."

The girl didn't respond immediately.

Just like before, the translucent dark eyes focused on her, blinking and just staring.

It wasn't until he looked at the young man like a cracked Tom Cat that he suddenly smiled.

He narrowed his eyes, the curve of his mouth a little wider than a smile, but he was still staring at me.

"Senior just said he was a dutiful young man of high quality. Are you being shameless now?"

"There's no conflict between being dutiful and being thick-skinned."

"uh-huh."

"Then it's settled." Lin Sen turned his face away. "When you've thought it over, give me your answer. For the sake of your friends, it's okay to go through the hardship and pretend to be a lover."

"You've worked so hard, Senior."

"you flatter me!"

There was a light in the corridor that gradually lost its warmth as time passed.

The girl subconsciously reached out and used her little fist to respond to the young man who habitually and shamelessly played tricks on her.

He tilted his head and thought of something, then reached out his hand as if to touch the soft flesh on her waist, but was immediately dodged.

"Wow. This won't work!"

"Thresholds are always unlocked gradually, Senior. Accept your fate."

"Don't do it again!"

[How should I put it?]

[Are we lovers?... just pretending temporarily.]

[All in all, it’s not bad.]

[Written by Ito Nishika on May 7th.]

Chapter 46 The most inspiring episode

After traveling through Tokyo for about two months, Lin Sen had something he wasn't sure if he could be proud of.

He visited all the ideal universities that he had dreamed of when he was applying for Xiaolinsen, and got all the platinum trophies and achievements.

After all, in the current table tennis environment, independent athletes and coaches are rare, and most of them are part-time workers affiliated with sports colleges or high schools.

The training venues are mostly the best venues in universities.

I gained a lot of insights. Compared to the second-rate university in Chiba that I inherited from my memory, students at local universities in Tokyo are truly the most privileged.

In fact, even in this era, educational resources are already highly concentrated. The teaching staff in the metropolitan area far exceeds that of other regions, resulting in the probability of getting into a good school or even university being inversely proportional to the distance from Tokyo.

Aoyama, a Tokyo-based part-time worker who regrettably missed out on university, complained about a similar situation. Several of her professors in key subjects were native Kansai residents with thick accents, often breaking into their local dialect when discussing topics. Even someone like her who spoke Kansai dialect well struggled to understand them.

After class, they disappear almost instantly, leaving little opportunity for follow-up questions and advice. For students without the means to attend cram school, maintaining a moderate score is incredibly challenging. Even a single mishap can mean missing out on university.

After they got to know each other, Qingshan had complained to Linsen about this, complaining about how he hadn't cherished his place at a higher education institution, and how he had ended up dropping out. Perhaps the word "university" was also a regret in her life.

Closer to home.

Lin Sen is now facing difficulties related to study.

However, it was not him who was stumped, but another child who was rushing to train with his textbooks on his back.

Even if you want to go the sports special recruitment route, you must at least pass the academic subjects.

I don't have to worry about the liberal arts because Teacher Ju is there to check it.

As for science.

"Number sequence problems... this is the most confusing thing."

Poor little Niwa pinched his chin and frowned, not knowing what to do.

Of course, Lin Sen had no ability or say in this matter. In his previous life, after graduating from university, he had essentially handed down all his math knowledge to his physical education teacher. In this life, he inherited the memory of someone who was a literary genius but a mathematical idiot.

The only things left in my mind were probably weird questions like "the sum of all natural numbers is equal to negative half" to prank my friends.

Therefore, the burden of guidance fell on the only person present with a college degree.

Unfortunately--

"hiss."

Judging from the embarrassed expression on Miss Ito's face, she probably doesn't have much math skills left.

He scratched his messy hair again and tossed around on the manuscript paper, but in the end he still couldn't come up with anything.

"Ugh."

Finally, he wiped his forehead and swallowed a sound of defeat, "Are the questions nowadays so difficult? I don't remember much about math to begin with."

have to.

A mediocre person just couldn't handle the cultural courses in the 1980s.

In the end, I had to give up with regret. Just to protect my young hair, I sat down against a pillar in the venue and waited for my scheduled practice partner to show up.

After a few greetings, he pulled the girl to the side and became a spectator.

"Come to think of it," Ito Nishika tugged at the sleeve of the man next to him. "When we first met, Senior said he didn't like the way words were piled with honorifics. But when talking to these coaches, he seems to be very good at it."

"After all, this is still the mainstream way of communication in this awful, cold-blooded society. Even for Niwa-chan's future, we can only pretend."

"Ah."

The girl began to unconsciously stare at the profile of the person next to her, secretly looking into his eyes.

Daydreaming, dazed, and then.