People in Tokyo, the world is clear

It was probably quite malicious speculation, but Tetsuko Aida still came to this conclusion.

Because her ultimate goal meant that she had to forcibly create a tenable entry point to further explore the hearts of these two children.

【ganxunノ╲1㈣⒐0③ 撒玖巴

Novel Group 18

And now is a good time.

"So, for Kobayashi, does he have any personal relationships in his heart that are truly worthy of praise? Putting aside grand narratives and common ideals, when it comes to daily interactions with the people around him, there are those pure and sacred emotions." Tetsuko Aida's voice was somewhat suggestive, like a fisherman making a nest step by step.

"Two," Lin Sen answered after a pause. "There are encounters and separations between strangers who have never met before, brought together by common interests or fate. This is a more superficial kind. The deeper kind is friendship, specifically the kind that develops through gradual closeness, rather than just casual drinking buddies."

"Am I Kobayashi's drinking buddy?" asked Tetsuko Aida.

"Probably not. But our friendship is weak, not to the point where I feel very good about it." Lin Sen's answer was appropriate.

The female photographer was also quite satisfied.

Nodding his head, he replied:

"That answer makes me happy."

The topic unknowingly turned to friendship.

Tetsuko Aida talked about several of her good friends, both of the same sex and the opposite sex.

I mentioned that with several of them, I felt what young people call a heart-to-heart. One of them was my ex-partner who we broke up and became friends after we decided we were not suitable for each other.

The generous talk gradually relaxed the three people present.

After that, a few questions were quietly tried and successfully sneaked in:

"For Xiaolin, friendship is supreme, and love is not worth mentioning?"

"Is that so... By the way, are Ito and Kobayashi that kind of friends?"

"I see. So, we're very happy now, right?"

"Hahaha, yes, yes, I can see that when you two are together, you are indeed, um... very relaxed."

"By the way, have you ever played mahjong with your friends?"

"Kobayashi has played before, but he wasn't very good. He lost more than he won... Ito knows the rules, but he's only seen his family play... I see."

"I'm telling you guys! Playing mahjong can really help build relationships... Don't be so dismissive, Xiaolin!"

The fish slowly ate the bait and gradually swam towards the hook.

Immediately afterwards——

"By the way, Kobayashi, do you think Ito is cute?" At a certain moment, Tetsuko Aida suddenly changed the subject.

"Woo!" The girl who suddenly became the focus of the topic was startled. She hurriedly turned her head and sat up straight to deal with the sidelong glances from the people around her.

"Can you please not turn around so quickly?" After staring at the girl for a while, Lin Sen glared at Tetsuko Aida.

"Since you mentioned biological hormones before, I am of course curious whether there is anyone around you who can make you secrete this hormone." Tetsuko Aida smiled even more happily.

"...Yes. And, as you said, it's Ito." The young man spoke truthfully.

When he answered this, the girl next to him intertwined her fingers - what a funny reaction!

After observing this, Tetsuko Aida couldn't suppress her giggling expression any more.

"So, does Kobayashi enjoy being with Ito?" she continued to ask.

"Sure." Lin Sen's eyes remained clear. However, he didn't notice that someone next to him had almost buried his head in his chest.

But someone noticed.

So, she instantly changed the subject of her inquiry and stared at the short-haired girl with red cheeks with a smile.

"Ito, what do you think of Kobayashi?" she asked.

"...Maybe, it's a bit like what the senior said." Ms. Ito's voice was a little unclear, but she was very steady when she spoke.

"But Ito, you're also single?" Aida Tetsuko asked again, "Do you think friendship is more important than love?"

"...yes."

"Can you tell me the reason?"

"..."

"Okay, okay, it seems like you're just as unwilling to talk as Kobayashi, so I won't ask. But that's to say," Aida Tetsuko laughed, "you have feelings for each other similar to what Kobayashi described, feelings that can trigger each other's false love hormones, right?"

Lin Sen turned his head and glanced at her. The girl's cheeks flushed, and she was a little afraid to look him in the eye, but she nodded anyway.

Once you get the answer, you won’t hesitate to answer:

"Yes."

"Then, here comes the question." Tetsuko Aida tapped the handle with her fingers. "Is there a situation where..."

This suppressed sound made the young man frown.

He probably knew what the woman in front of him wanted to say.

The next sentence is just as expected:

"Perhaps one of you lost your mind one day and couldn't resist your physiological reaction. You suddenly longed to turn this sacred friendship in your hearts into a degraded love."

Assuming this, Tetsuko Aida's voice became turbulent:

"How will the other party handle it then? I want to hear your answers."

"..."

It seems to be a reasonable question that follows from the previous topic.

In other words, the choice of answer seems to be logical.

Therefore, neither of them could say no at the first moment.

The initiative suddenly fell into the hands of Tetsuko Aida:

"Xiaolin, can you tell me?"

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The young people's silence made the female photographer wave her hands solemnly:

"Ah... I'm just curious. If you don't want to, then don't tell me."

Tetsuko Aida, what are you up to?

However, no matter what she thought, at least Lin Sen's answer was certain.

"I don't think there's any event where you can't resist the physiological reaction."

Based on his understanding of himself and Ms. Ito, he had the confidence to say this.

After all, no matter what, the friendship between two people who have shared life and death and have experienced each other's emotional pain is indestructible.

He and she both possessed a resilient character. Having experienced the trauma of seeing the true nature of love, it was definitely easy to maintain the bottom line.

Although Lin Sen's so-called emotional pain seems fake when applied to him now. Besides... to be honest, he does have a little bit of an excessive fondness for this kid.

But...it doesn't matter. Just thinking that Miss Ito has suffered a real trauma can make me wake up instantly, just like the most advanced computer, clearing the cache instantly.

With this kind of thinking, you can naturally stand up straight.

The female photographer's eyes widened in surprise when he spoke out his firm conclusion.

Turning his head to look at Ito Nishika:

"Does Ito think so too?"

"...yes."

Lin Sen saw it out of the corner of his eye and Miss Ito nodded vigorously.

As if using all his strength and attitude——

Look!

What a firm expression!

However, the calm young man, who was encouraged by the answers of the people around him, did not understand the cunning smile that the female photographer in front of him suddenly showed.

"Well, since we still have two hours to travel, let's play a game to kill time!"

Tetsuko Aida narrowed her eyes.

Looking at the couple in front of me, I could only see the changes in their expressions if I observed carefully because of the questions just now.

Just like a fisherman who feels the grip of his fishing rod tightening, an indescribable surge of emotion surges in his heart.

I took the drink handed to me by the flight attendant who came over.

Also, a small suitcase.

Looking at the inquiring eyes of the boy and girl in front of her, she looked around.

The top-of-the-line business class cabin emphasizes privacy. The seats are large and spacious, and there are separate walls between the two facing benches.

It's in place.

So much so that, after casually closing the curtain, the three of them were almost in a separate little room.

After pulling the curtain tightly in her hand and marking each other's seats as "Do Not Disturb", Tetsuko Aida opened the box in front of her as if opening a treasure.

"It's the perfect time. Let's play some mahjong."

Her tone was full of temptation:

"I know you two are newbies. So, there's no prize. I'll only give you some reward if I lose."

"And if you two lose, there's nothing to do. There's just a small punishment."

"Maybe it's just my bad taste. I just need you to complete something that will cause some simple physiological reactions in you."

Chapter 40 Game Punishment

Regardless of past or present life.

Lin Sen had never been a big fan of gambling. Even when he participated in similar activities or games, he rarely included any stakes. Only occasionally, during family reunions like the Spring Festival, would he play Mahjong, where four players were missing one.

Gambling, however, seems to be deeply ingrained in Japanese culture. Card games, mahjong, pachinko, and even horse racing are all popular pursuits.

Even in later generations, the Heisei otakus who have retreated to their homes and are giving up are accustomed to having a few card-drawing games on their mobile phones, and using real money to madly spend money on the limited pool containing two-dimensional wives.

In this island nation whose history is riddled with earthquakes, tsunamis and volcanic eruptions, people's fear of death is unconsciously reflected in their entertainment methods.

The people seemed to need something that could condense their fortunes. It seemed as if anything could be gambled. From high to low, nobles to commoners, everyone was drawn to this endless thrill.

Naturally, this gave rise to a wide variety of gambling tools. This was the first time Lin Sen had seen such ultra-miniature mahjong tiles that could even be spread out on a movable small round table.

Take one and hold it in your hand.

“It’s only the size of a thumb.”

In fact, I was not very willing to participate in this kind of game.

But what he held in his hand was a card.

The fish-shaped pattern triggered past memories, and the time buried in the dust seemed to come back to me.

Once upon a time, in another world, in the Seattle City Hotel, on the night before the finals, there was a rookie on the team who had reached this point for the first time. He was so nervous that he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep until two or three in the morning.

"I finished peeing before I even started."

Not wanting to bring negativity to his teammates, the kid sneaked outside to smoke, mumbling to himself.

Then he was caught red-handed by the other brothers who were waiting nearby.

It's hard to explain how that complex team developed such a strange camaraderie.

Obviously, there are street urchins who have not even graduated from elementary school and have made their way on the right track through e-sports, there are teenagers who used to hang out in Internet cafes and were discovered by coaches, and there are also brains like Lin Sen who graduated from university...ah no, veterans.

Normally, anyone who lights a cigarette in the training room would be looked down upon.

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Yet, even in that situation, there was an inexplicable sense of unity, a shared purpose. Perhaps it was because we shared the same aspirations, a desire to raise the symbol of honor and dreams together on stage.