People in Tokyo, the world is clear

"I almost couldn't help myself, I won't lie to you."

"I."

"If I had any sense left, I would yell at you to get out. But now, I don't have the strength left."

"senior..."

"You've gone too far, really. Now, the decision is yours."

Lin Sen tried hard to grit his teeth, but he couldn't stop talking.

The self-control that I was so proud of just now is completely insignificant in front of this cute short-haired girl.

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Defeated on the spot:

"Two choices. Stay, or, before things get to the worst, get out."

After saying this, Lin Sen closed his eyes and prayed hard with his last bit of will.

Pray that the girl makes a decision. Whatever, which one.

Then, it’s a long wait.

ten seconds.

Twenty seconds.

Thirty seconds.

As time passes, the will of fire shows no signs of diminishing.

So...she's out?

The next second after this thought came to my mind, a sound suddenly came from behind me.

Then, the familiar touch of fabric covered my eyes.

She didn't leave, she was behind me.

?

It's over.

Lin Sen felt that the subsequent developments were completely out of control.

But the next second, a clear female voice sounded in my ears.

Although he was still a little excited, he was serious and solemn, which immediately brought Lin Sen back to normal.

"Today is totally my fault."

She was also straightforward. "Originally, I just wanted to tease you, Senior. In the end, I deceived you. Actually, my eyes were open... I lost control first. It's all my fault."

So funny.

You're so funny, you little bitch.

Lin Sen reached back and grasped the girl's hand in his palm.

The trembling palms convey an unbearable feeling.

The girl's body was also shaking, but she was trying her best to maintain her dignity:

"Actually, I can do whatever you want. You can do whatever you want...but, can you listen to me?"

"explain."

"Whether today or in the future, I'm completely free to do it anytime. But, but..."

The girl tried to keep her voice steady. "I wasn't ready. It was a bit hasty. I'm completely inexperienced."

"I can teach you."

"Well!"

The girl cried out with her last bit of sanity, "I don't want to stay in the hotel..."

"I don't want to either. There's a saying that goes, 'The arrow is on the string.'"

"But! I, I have another alternative. That is, Senior, do you know?"

"You mean, playing video games together?"

"Yes! But, I actually don't know how to play it specifically. If you agree, please teach me. If you don't agree, I... it's fine."

The girl seemed to have used up the last of her strength.

Then, having expressed herself clearly, she collapsed completely onto his back.

At night, in a single room in a hotel, there was ten seconds of silence.

Then--

"Ugh."

A sigh.

Then there is the conversation.

"Today I'm going to teach you how to play a game called Street Fighter. New players, please take good care of the joystick."

"I understand! Thank you, and I'm sorry..."

"You're wearing the eyepatch, I won't take it off. If you encounter any combos you don't know, just ask me in the language."

"Yes!"

As we all know, Street Fighter is a fighting game suitable for both men and women.

Chapter 46 It's up to you

"It's so rare to get a call from you. I thought you were completely wiped out while traveling... but from your voice, it sounds like you're exhausted from the journey."

Inside a public telephone booth in the commercial street in front of Sapporo Station.

Sasagawa Rimei's voice came from the receiver in her hand.

“It’s a bit tiring.”

Lin Sen replied as he stared through the glass at a girl who was waiting for him with her arms crossed not far away.

Then he sighed helplessly.

This exhausted expression made the caged bird, who had rarely traveled far, curious:

"Is traveling really such a tiring thing?"

"Not really. It's just that I had some insomnia when I was staying at the hotel yesterday. I kept doing sit-ups between excitement and fatigue, and only slowly fell asleep in the early hours of the morning."

"Is this a case of being bed-conscious?"

"I don't know."

Starting with the narration of daily events, Lin Sen chatted for a while.

However, the frequency of speaking is getting less and less, and the speed of speaking is getting slower and slower.

The female editor was a very perceptive person, and she quickly understood something from the deliberate hesitation.

"Mr. Vague, do you have something to tell me?" she asked after a pause.

"Yes." Lin Sen nodded. "Editor Sasakawa should know who is traveling with me."

After he finished speaking, there was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds.

Then--

"Yes."

The female editor responded in a seemingly casual tone.

Then, without further ado, I waited for the next sentence from Lin Sen:

"Are you interested in getting to know her?"

"I had anticipated how similar incidents could occur, but I didn't expect it to be brought up by Mr. Cover-up."

As she spoke, Sasakawa Rimei smacked her lips softly.

"I thought you would always prevent a dark woman like me from coming into contact with the white moonlight in your literary world."

"To be honest, I hesitated before whether to talk to you about this. At that time, the temporary answer was, wait and see."

Lin Sen answered honestly.

As expected, telling the truth brought a little dissatisfaction from someone.

"So, if I'm not mistaken, she was the one who brought it up, right?" From the details of her tone, one could tell that the woman was pouting while speaking.

"To be honest, it is true."

"Looks like things have gotten a little closer. Are you trying to show off to me?"

"Not really. In fact, the reason I hesitated before was because I didn't want to reveal my identity as a writer to her. This time, I contacted you to discuss something."

Lin Sen knows the trick to getting along with flamingos. Sometimes, honesty is all that matters.

As for the rest, this woman who appears tough on the outside but is actually soft-hearted will take the initiative to make amends herself.

really--

"You want me to hide your identity as editor?"

"That's right. I don't want her to find out for now. I'm creating a piece based on her."

After this speech, there was silence for a few seconds on the other end of the receiver.

As time goes by, the phone bill is burning.

Then Lin Sen heard a question:

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"So, what about the wife's level?"

"It's up to you."

There was no hesitation in his tone.

Lin Sen gave the answer he had thought about this morning:

"If you think it's appropriate, then tell me. If you don't want to, just do it like you hid it from Qingshan last time."

"Mr. Pretending to be generous is quite generous at this time."

Flamingo remained ruthless, but her tone clearly showed a softening of attitude.

The emotions seemed to be somewhat complicated due to someone's frankness.

So, she soon expressed her attitude:

"Although I really don't want to follow the egocentric man's wishes, I can still do it reluctantly and satisfy my curiosity about the real-life prototypes of literary characters."

"Thank you."

Lin Sen said solemnly.

There was a pause of several seconds on the other end of the phone, silently expressing the unspoken "It's okay".

She knew he understood what she meant. He knew it too.

Then the female editor took the initiative to hang up the phone.

"solved."

However, after hanging up the phone, someone's tone was not relieved at all.

After walking out of the phone booth, the young man approached the girl who was waiting at the intersection not far away.

His eyes subconsciously glanced at a pair of soft hands placed in front of him.

As if she noticed she was being watched, her slender fingers were shyly twisted together and hidden behind her back.

Lin Sen raised his eyes and saw a face with the rosy complexion still lingering.