My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 9 Xia Xilin's strategy battle begins

Fujiwara Xingkong sat in the commuter tram all the way dizzy, approached the door, and looked at the flowing scenery absently.The windows of high-rise buildings, cars, pedestrian bridges, and the streets are full of pedestrians.

Vehicles carrying hundreds of people and trains carrying thousands of people flowed chaotically on the street.

Unknowingly, as usual, staring at this city that has spent more than 1000 days and months.

calm
calm
I want to calm down!

Fujiwara Xingkong rubbed his face violently, forcing himself to concentrate.

This is the first time he triggers an achievement task, and he feels a little caught off guard.

Calm down now, you must prepare well.

[Strategy of Xia Xilin] This is a big task, and the next one is a sub-task. From (1/6), it can be seen that 6 sub-tasks need to be completed before the final main task can be completed.

At the bottom of the task there is an option to give up.

[If you give up the main task, you will not be able to re-trigger the main task in the future, and except for the basic value, the rest of the information will be formatted. 】

The rewards are huge, to be sure, but the accompanying risks are equally high.

System information formatting, which is tantamount to a disaster for every boy.

Take two chestnuts.

The game is not saved.

When installing the system, there is no backup of the learning materials on the E disk.

If you are not careful, you have to start all over again.

This is absolutely unacceptable!
It has been three years, so much time, so much emotion, so much genetic material, and even changing my own orientation, in exchange for a little capital to settle down, how could I start all over again like this!
You must think of a way to establish a solid time with Xia Xilin within three days!
What kind of slit girl, Hanako, get the hell out of here!

But what to do?
Just now he severely offended others.
Thinking of this, Fujiwara Xingkong couldn't help but a wry smile appeared on his face.

It is definitely not enough to use the ordinary way of striking up a conversation.

Even if he had 10 charisma points to strike up a conversation, he would probably end up being slapped to death.

You have to approach her in an unusual way.

For example, you can write a little article on the meeting just now.

Hey.

Inside the crowded tram, a high school student in school uniform had a sinister smile on his lips.

I just don't know if Rin-chan is a human or a demon. If it is a demon, it is best to be a fox or a cat girl.Think of those furry ears, and a tail that's more than just a tickle.
Fujiwara Xingkong is very sexually excited, even his body has to respond.

But if it is a person, it will be boring.

No matter how good-looking Xia Xilin was, it didn't mean anything.

Am I a bit perverted like this?

He looked at the portraits of the city flying by outside the car window, and his life in Tokyo for the past three years kept spinning in his mind.

The morning sun rises between the tall buildings, and countless windowsills are bathed in the sunlight one by one.Morning crowds, daytime hustle and bustle.The day goes by, the breath of life in the dusk, the brilliance of the street at night, the dazzling neon signs
By this time, the nose can smell all kinds of smells that are full of Tokyo.

Convenience stores, family restaurants, passing pedestrians, parks, construction sites, stations at night, and trains, this smell changes almost every ten steps.

When creatures like humans gather together, they emit such a strong smell.

The breath of life is reflected in the car windows in front of you and the scenery on the opposite side, extending side by side to the distant horizon.

With a population of tens of millions, who can pat their chests and guarantee that they are normal?
Who can identify who is normal and who is abnormal?
Back home, he was in a low spirits all night.

So much so that in just 10 minutes, I didn't even want to move.

At this time, Fujiwara Xingkong was lying on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze with a sage face.

Ritsuko got up and got out of bed, went to the kitchen, poured a glass of juice and brought it back to the room.

"Have a glass of juice, sweating so much."

"Thank you."

Fujiwara sage took the cup nonchalantly and continued in a daze.

"Is there something on your mind?" Ritsuko took off her shoes and went to bed, snuggling into his arms.

"That's it."

"Tell me about it."

"I don't really want to disturb Ritsuko's mood."

"I am your wife."

"Of course, didn't I say, your name is Ritsuko Fujiwara."

"Then you should."

Before she finished speaking, the red lips were blocked by another mouth.

After an indescribable battle, the Fujiwara sage who was as tired as a bull hugged Ritsuko's body from behind and fell into a deep sleep.

Ritsuko felt the warmth on her back and felt sweet in her heart.

This man's chest is warm and reliable, and he is really Asahi.

In order not to affect my mood, I have to bear the troubles in my heart alone.

That's good, even better if he's still alive.

But even such a day is a luxury for her.

If she indulges in love, then there will be no more legends about the girl in the gap in this world.

Without the Gap Girl, what else would she be?

She will be nothing, she will disappear.

When will I disappear?
After disappearing, there will be an extra spiritual seat in this family.

……

"Beep beep beep beep"

The alarm clock rang on time as usual.

Seven o'clock sharp.

Fujiwara Xingkong stretched out his hand from under the quilt, just picked up the alarm clock, and was about to dismember it again.

But soon he remembered something, and gently put it on the bedside table.

This time, he didn't wait for the phone's alarm clock to ring before getting up.

Instead, she lay on the bed for ten more seconds, then gritted her teeth and jumped out of bed.

"Oh." Ritsuko, who was busy in the kitchen, covered her mouth in surprise.

"You stayed out of bed until 07:30 today?"

"Early bird gets the worm."

"Then you have to maintain this drive in the future, study hard, and try to get into a good university."

"Got it, Mom."

"You're making fun of me again, aren't you?"

"Don't do it. I'll brush my teeth."

With half-closed eyes, I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth, washed my face, changed into a white shirt, trousers, and tied my tie in front of the mirror.

Today is another day full of energy!
"That's right." While eating breakfast, Fujiwara Xingkong gave Ritsuko a vaccination.

"In the future, I will go home late. If I don't participate in club activities, the teacher will have to ask my guardian to go to school again."

"It's normal." Ritsuko was very reasonable.

"When I was still in school, I had to stay in the club for a long time every day. If you didn't participate in club activities all the time, I would be worried instead."

"You are so kind, Ritsuko."

Fujiwara Xingkong pulled her into his arms and kissed her hard.

After tossing around for a while, I hurriedly stepped on my schoolbag and ran to the tram stop with the garbage that Ritsuko had sorted out.

"Oh, wait."

Behind him, a disheveled Ritsuko stuck her head out from the second floor.

"Bento, I made you a lunch box at noon."

"Throw it down, I won't go up."

"Okay, then."

Get the bento and go straight to the west exit of Shinjuku Station.

[brush]
While yawning, I stepped on the JR Yamanote Line train, and got off at Shibuya after three stops.

Jogging all the way, about 5 minutes later, I arrived at the gate of the private Beichuan Middle School.

It was 7:40 in the morning, 50 minutes before class.

These 50 minutes are enough for him to do many things.

Fujiwara Xingkong stood in front of the school monitoring room with his hands on his hips and a fierce look in his eyes.

Xia Xilin's big strategy campaign, code name: Atlas, time limit for the strategy, one year.

The first-order combat goal is to maximize the specific information of the target within today, and to get close to the target smoothly, so as to obtain a stable time to spend with each other.

Project: Atlas.

Action!

Pfft. Feeling ashamed
(End of this chapter)