"That's... Fang Ran, shouldn't we go and find..."

"Hey, hey... A lot of figurines... It's the first time I've seen so many wives... Hey... Hey, hey, hey..."

With great effort, he finally succeeded in preventing Fang Ran from taking himself into a place that was inappropriate for children, Jota looked at Fang Ran with a sickly flushed smile, rubbed in front of the glass case of a model shop and let out a 'hey, hey' idiot smile staring at one after another well-made, expensive beautiful girl figures from major popular anime, and I don't know how many weak openings remind them that they still have business...

"That's... We should..."

"Do you want to buy one and go back... Eh, hey, hey... But if Xiao Ran knows... Uh..."

When you come to Akihabara, excluding the electrical parts, the reason why it is the most famous spot is probably that it is the largest gathering place for two-dimensional culture.

The otaku sanctuary is really not called for nothing.

As long as you are a fan of the second dimension, you can find anything here that can satisfy you, of course, the most well-known of them is the countless figures, although behind those beautiful figures is hidden is the commercial purpose of 'dead house money is really good to make', but it is undeniable that because of this,

In Akihabara, there are many colorful signboards on both sides of the road, and figurine-made model shops are thriving.

If you can go there one day, it is not a happy thing to be able to buy a favorite 'wife' or 'husband' in a physical store and go home, but there is one thing that needs to be popularized.

If you don't go to a store like Sofmap that sells new products, then the figurines you buy are second-hand.

Hawkers, although it is no different from the new one, there will always be a subtle feeling of 'your wife is awesome'...

The metropolis of Tokyo is boiling in a world of darkness at night, and for those who have just left their daily routines, every night here is like a festival.

"Fang... Fang Ran... We... Still... How long will it take..."

Finally came out of the figure model shop, followed behind Fang Ran, Jota, looking around like a cat running out of the house to play, looking around where to go next, holding his knees and panting.

"Alas, it's a shame for the real Gil, Jota, it's only been a long time since we came out, and you can't go shopping, what can you do if you have a girlfriend in the future, it seems that you should talk to Brother Suqun and let him arrange a special training for you."

Looking at Jota, who was fighting five scum in physical strength, Fang Ran couldn't help but spread his hands and sighed, and then after saying this,

Suddenly I felt a dark coolness.

Because he is always said to this kind of thing on weekdays, it is rare to finally meet a guy who is weaker than his own class.,

I'm so happy~~

"Female... Female Female Female ... Girlfriend or something... I'm not thinking about it..."

"Well, you don't have to be shaken like this, do you..."

Alas, Jota, you're so innocent...

There was no B number in his heart at all, and he sighed, Fang Ran shook his hands helplessly.

"No way, then let's go find a place to eat and rest, Yo Xi!! It's rare to come to Akihabara, so why don't we go to that maid café!! ”

Fang Ran, who was about to leave, had just raised his excited voice, and found that the expected hug had not come, and he scratched his cheeks and turned around with a slightly embarrassed face.

"Uh.... That one... Why don't you stop me.."

"I'm running out of energy..."

Fang Ran: "......"

"Forget it, let's go to the owl café next door..."

"That Fang Ran.... Could it be that you've been pulling me all the time because of yourself..."

Seeing him change his words suddenly, Jota blinked inexplicably, and tried to ask hesitantly as if he was guessing...

"Huh!? I don't dare to go in myself!? How can it be! It's ridiculous! How could I not have the guts to go in! I just don't want to go to a maid café abroad right now! ”

Then he was immediately counterattacked by a certain instigated goods here without three hundred taels of silver.

Man is such a strange animal, although secretly curious, but he does not have the courage to go to that kind of adult or astringent social place by himself, but if he is accompanied by another more cowardly companion, he will always hold the concept of 'someone to accompany him' and go in a little boldly, and the more he is prevented, the more he will show his intention to go.

Of course, in the final analysis, it may also be that he saw Jota desperately trying to stop him, and he simply wanted to bully him.

However, one thing Fang Ran said is true, compared to domestic maid cafes, Japanese maid cafes are very, very discouraged for travelers with a 'try it' mentality.

If you want to go to that kind of place and have fun, you need to meet at least two hard conditions: first, you will not have communication problems if you are fluent in Japanese.

The second has to be a heavy dead house.

It's a place where fun comes from communication and interaction.,If you have communication problems.,The first hard condition is not met.,It's just a waste of time to go.,The second is don't be deceived by the comics、Things in the anime.,Three-dimensional maid coffee is not as good as you think.,

Most of the maid clerks are just ordinary girls.,And it's not because of the maid costume to see where to go.,And plus the aesthetics、Cultural differences and the generally known O-shaped short legs,And the service you can enjoy after you go in, that is, watching the clerk wear a maid costume and put things on will give you a 'better drink' magic than your heart.,And it's the same as Internet cafes and other places.、Charge by time just to go in.、Watching their active performances also charge and so on.,

It's not a serious dead house, I guarantee that while you are embarrassed, you will sit in less than half an hour in the face of two cups of the cheapest coffee and collect more than 2,000 bills from you, and you will feel cheated.

And some domestic high-consumption trendy stores in the form of nothing, in some places have the same pit, but in the final analysis, it is because...

Oh, the money of the dead house is so easy to cheat (pick your nose)

Pushing open the door of the owl forest on the other side, it is different from the simple and warm simplicity of the expected simple and warm style, the unexpected decoration here feels like a bar, the first thing that catches your eye is the ceiling, the walls and furniture are covered with natural green, bright blue sconces and pure white soft sofas, wood color decoration and floor tiles, making people feel like an enchanted forest.

Forced Jota to the front to communicate with the clerk, waited for several minutes to hear him say yes to the people, went through a series of steps to disinfect his hands, sat on the chair and looked at the owls with big eyes and round heads that were grabbing a horizontal board of various varieties, with a look of amazement.

"Eh.... There's an owl in the store... Anyway, in the country, I have been in a cat coffee shop..."

Because he was forced to talk to the clerk just now, Jota's face was slightly flushed and trembling, but he was inexplicably a little excited, and he also looked around carefully, and then turned his head to see Fang Ran in his hand, I don't know when there was already a flute.

"Because owls are second-class protected animals in China, they are not allowed to be raised, so shouldn't we go to Sister Orange...?"

"Oh oh oh yes..."

In the fluttering sound, Fang Ran raised his other hand to support another small owl, and looked at Jota in a hurry:

"Anyway, how are we going to find her, you've got to give me some characteristics, whoa, whoa... Wait a minute.. Wait..."

"Sister Orange, you can probably recognize it at a glance in the crowd, unlike me, she is a very powerful person..."

Jota had just finished speaking a little depressed, when he saw Fang Ran being scrambled by another owl flying from the person next to him, afraid that these little guys side by side on his arms would not stand firm and fall.

"Poof... No, even if you say that, I don't know what she's really ... Hey, the one over there, don't move your mouth! ”

Fang Ran was a little hurried to take another one

fluttering fluttering fluttering...

While!

In the exclamations of the other guests, Jota finally saw that Fang Ran's head, shoulders, and arms were occupied by owls of all sizes, except for the owls that were also tied up and not released to 'pick up customers', a total of five flew to him, and the whole person was directly pressed on the table.

"Uh... That's Fang Ran, are you okay..."

"No... Not.. It's just a little heavy...."

There was a round owl with no neck on the back of his head, and Jota heard Fang Ran's voice coming from below, and then saw the clerk coming over with a surprised but embarrassed face.

"That's... This guest..."

And then ten minutes later...

The dark roof on the roof of a department store without lights is completely different from the lights below, as if suddenly out of the hustle and bustle of Tokyo, and into another world to watch it, watch its prosperity and beauty, watch its bustle and moving...

It's just that Fang Ran looked at the busy and crowded streets below with a Buddhist face, and suddenly said with an expressionless face:

"Why are we squatting in this place again?"

"Because you're so popular with owls, they've all run to you..."

Jota hugged his knees beside him, and the short but happy trip to Tokyo had something he had never experienced before, making him look down at the Tokyo night and think about the clerk who was really embarrassed to bow to them and give them a small gift and a free order just now, and couldn't help but laugh and replied, and then whispered in surprise:

"Except for Sister Resuscitation, it's the first time I've seen someone so liked by animals."

"I don't have the charm of Sister Fu's affinity, at most it's easier to have a good relationship with them, but the winged ones really like to fall on me for some reason."

Thinking that he was invited out politely because of this, Fang Ran suddenly covered his face and sighed a little speechlessly, obviously there was no such thing before, but I don't know when he was especially close to animals, especially birds, and even in the North Pole, because of this, he picked up a life.

Hearing him say this, Jota, who was sitting on the side, glanced at him slightly, then hugged his knees a little, lowered his gaze and looked at the people below and spoke softly:

"Knowing that when Sister Yesheng asked you to pick me up, I was still worried about what kind of person you were..."

The look in his eyes was slightly stunned, standing on the edge of the pitch black on the roof, Fang Ran looked at the young man who was squatting aside and holding his knees a little shrunken, the night wind blowing his freshly cut short hair, seeing him lower his head and whisper a little restrained:

"But I found out that Fang Ran you are a very nice person, all the noisy appearances before were to take me out to play,"

"Fang Ran, you're actually very powerful, aren't you..."

Hearing his words, Fang Ran came back to his senses from a slight stunned moment.

He suddenly realized that Jota was so reluctant to go out, so afraid to communicate with strangers, probably not because he was not good at it, but how could someone who could be a participant have a major disability in some way,

It's better to be the opposite, this young man is too perceptive, keen enough to easily perceive the good and bad of people, and it is a very courageous thing to clearly face the malice of others.

So... He's always hated being outside.

The moment he thought of this, Fang Ran scratched his head a little helplessly and pouted indifferently:

"What are you thinking, it's just my first time in Tokyo and I want to have a good time."

But hearing his denial, Jota glanced at him, shrank back and muttered in a small voice.

"Actually, I know it all..."

"Hah, what do you know?"

Fang Ran asked with a look of disgust with his dead fish eyes drooping his eyelids, and he almost used his little finger to dig his nostrils.

Jota gave him another quick look, then grabbed his knees and moved, took out a machine that he didn't know what it was for, put it next to him and pressed the switch, and the projection restored a virtual photo.

The photo shows the street in front of the brilliant and bright Seaver Hotel, where plainclothes bodyguards are already guarding the surroundings, and the secretaries are holding black umbrellas to shield a capable woman in a professional suit from the fine snow in the night sky, watching her slightly bow down and waiting for the figure who has just stepped off the extended luxury car.

The young man with a completely different demeanor and temperament from the one in front of him at this moment, wearing an elegant and luxurious pure black trench coat, looked cold and calm, and his upright collar was pinned with a golden badge of a deep ruby...