"What's wrong, Fang Ran?"

After waiting in the alley between the buildings for a while, only to see Fang Ran coming down, Jota asked a little strangely.

"Ah, it's okay, it's just that I suddenly felt a mysterious force calling me to save another world, but I ran away by myself after finding out that I wasn't a Japanese high school student,"

Still running the train with his mouth full of excuses to fool Jota, Fang Ran and he came to the streets of Akihabara and looked around:

"Anyway, where should we go to find her now, Akihabara is so big in total, we're almost done shopping, why don't we go to Harajuku to find her! She could well be in Harajuku! Walk! ”

"Wait! Wait, Fang Ran, Sister Orange won't go to that kind of place, you just want to see the hot girls! ”

Seeing that Fang Ran was serious and was about to be faithful to his desires, turned his face and walked in the other direction, Jota hurriedly pulled the back hem of his clothes and shouted loudly, and then saw him with a regretful expression of 'no way, you found out' and turned around and spread his hands and rolled his eyes.

"And where do you think we're going?"

"Sister Orange likes anime and games, we can go to places that sell this kind of thing and find her.... Eh, Fang Ran, it seems to be a place to sell games. ”

Hearing Fang Ran throw the question to himself, Yota said with some hesitation, and then suddenly found that there was a big blue sign not far away with the words '発売する (for sale)'.

And then he kept persuading himself to "why don't we go to Harajuku", "She's definitely not here", "Let's go, let's go to Harajuku", after coming to the destination, Jota found that there were a lot of unexpected people here, and...

They are all dressed in a variety of anime character costumes.

"Fang... Fang Fang Ran...! ”

Speechlessly, he looked at Jota, who was completely dispossessed at the moment when he saw such an old man, and hid behind him, Fang Ran glanced at the hall that seemed to have been temporarily requisitioned as an event venue, and looked around with some familiarity:

"Huh... Is this the case with the COS exhibition in Japan, then it should be selling games over there. ”

In the whole venue, there are posters and display boards of various anime, stalls selling goods and people shooting around with cameras, as well as male and female cosers wearing various C uniforms and makeup, there is no lack of exquisite figures with a high degree of restoration, and the free and lively atmosphere has a faint nostalgia for some reason.

It seems to be held together with the Comic-Con exhibition, and I saw a long line on the other side, and many people with a schoolbag were lined up there to talk enthusiastically, waiting for the release of the new game.

"Let's go, Jota, let's go there."

"Good..."

The chick nodded quickly like a peck of rice, and Jota followed closely behind Fang Ran and walked towards the side of the game release area with a nervous expression, but he was only halfway there...

"Hello, can you take a picture with me?"

"Wow, it's so beautiful, where did you buy such a beautiful and authentic lo skirt!?"

"Little sister, little sister, which anime character are you cos?"

...

A group of girls in all kinds of beautiful little dresses swarmed from all directions, squeezed Fang Ran 'ber' away from Jota, and gathered around Jota to chatter in Japanese he didn't understand.

"Fang... Fang Fang Fang Fang Ran... Fang Ran! Fang Ran! ”

Then Jota, who was surrounded in an instant, suddenly trembled, and let out a cry for help in the direction of Fang Ran.

Fang Ran was expressionless, standing in place, looking at Jota, who was surrounded by girls of all colors, and pondered for a second.

Then he turned around and walked away without hesitation.

"It seems that Yota is really popular, seize the opportunity, I am not jealous, show your courage, dry daddy."

It was the first time that he was so close to being surrounded by so many strangers, and all of them were of the opposite sex, listening to all kinds of questions ringing in his ears, Jota cried out in a panic and looked at Fang Ran's unrelenting back of the vicissitudes of life that seemed like an old man leaving in a cowboy movie at sunset and shouted anxiously:

"Wait! Don't leave me! And Fang Ran, didn't you say that I wouldn't be seen!? ”

"I lied to you."

"Then why do they ask me about Lolita's dress!?"

"Uh... That's true. ”

Jota: "......"

(; QДQ) Then don't leave me alone!!

...

...

In line with the good intentions of letting Jota have a little more chance to be a sister.,Fang Ran, who didn't feel guilty about throwing the little coward with communication barriers in the COSER girl pile.,While looking around at the Japanese young lady in a cool C suit, the black silk girl was shaking.,When walking towards the area where the game was released,

Wait, I don't seem to know what that guy looks like...

Rolling his eyes expressionlessly, Fang Ran sighed as he looked at the long queue of dozens of people, but remembering what Jota said about 'Sister Orange is very conspicuous in the crowd', he still had the attitude of giving it a try, glanced at the entire long line, and then took the first place position at a glance...

An orange tent was seen, with a pattern on it that made it look like half an orange.

Fang Ran: "......"

Masaka...

To be honest, Fang Ran is really curious about what kind of magical participant a woman who teaches people to use the 'cruel' means of exposing Baidu cloud disks.

But when he really wanted to see it, Fang Ran felt that the other party might be even more magical than he imagined.

Under the scrutinizing gaze of many big brothers, 'young man, do you want to cut in line', he walked to the orange tent that looked like half an orange, and knocked tentatively on the door:

"That's... Silly King...? ”

It was quiet for a second, and then Fang Ran saw 'half an orange' tremble, and then the zipper sounded, and a dull figure sleeping with a small orange cloak and dyed blonde hair came out of it, and raised his head, and sure enough, he was quite beautiful and looked sleepy-eyed at Fang Ran in front of him,

"Huh...?"

There was a voice that hadn't woken up yet, but heard someone calling his name, so he was confused.

"Uh... I'm sent by Sister Yesheng to pick you up..."

"I'm sorry, you're looking for the wrong person, I'm not Mu Cheng."

Then, before Fang Ran could finish his intentions, he seemed to regain his vigilance in an instant, and shrank into the tent at the speed of light.

Fang Ran stared at the orange tent in front of him silently with an expressionless face, and always felt that this scene was the same as when he first found Jota.

The air was quiet for three seconds.

And then...

"Less nonsense! Hurry up and get me out! You don't even confess to yourself, what kind of big cloves of garlic are pretended! It's all notified that the war is about to begin, and you're still in this kind of place... Dry! Your tent is nailed to the ground too!? ”

"Even if it's a companion of the night game, you don't want to drag me out of this tent, and there are still four days before the national war starts, I will definitely not go out in advance, although I am very sorry for Sister Yesheng who has been taking care of me, but I'm sorry, please allow me to be absent from this event."

(╬◣д◢)ツ┬─┬Don't even say the same thing!

At the same time that the people in the back queue looked curiously at Fang Ran pulling the orange tent in front of him with all his milking strength, there was an excuse in the tent that was almost exactly the same as Jota's at that time, but it was different from Jota, who always had a self-contained, weak, and lifeless tone.

This is a calm and silent voice that Fang Ran feels like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and righteous words.

A minute later...

Fang Ran panted and looked at the tent that had moved about a centimeter, and felt the headache brow jump and rub his temples.

"Then I said, you shouldn't be an autistic person with communication disorders, right?"

Then only the upper part of the zipper was opened, and a head with a small buried cloak grew out of the orange tent, and Mu Cheng nodded calmly in the tent:

"Well, no, I'm normal."

Fang Ran stared at her strange first impression speechlessly, and asked with a twitch at the corner of his mouth:

"Then why don't you want to go back early?"

Then I heard Mu Cheng's voice pick, although I couldn't see it, I always felt that she proudly stood up and spoke:

"Of course, that's because I'm waiting for the release of the latest game, and I'm busy clearing the game and sharing the strategy process at home, as well as the tips and tricks and feelings of clearing the game..."

"You're giving me a little bit of a sense of being a participant!!"

"Although they can't understand Chinese, Xiao Fangran, don't you really need to worry about shouting like this..."

Facing Mu Cheng, who heard Fang Ran's chatter and roar in his explanation, he stared at him silently and complained, and then spoke calmly:

"And you give up, bet on my dignity as a participant, and I won't go back until I don't buy the first limited deluxe edition of "Jin Jinou and Ci Fat Sauce" that will be released early tomorrow morning."

(°Д°╬) God bet on the dignity of the participants, and the dignity of your participants is used to bet on this!?

And what's the name of that broken game!?

took a deep breath, and it took a long time to calm down his desire to complain, and the corners of Fang Ran's mouth couldn't help twitching as he stared at the 'tent monster' in front of him,

He always felt that since he met the eldest young master today, Jota before, and then counting Mu Cheng in front of him, the three of them were all 'problem' guys, and they had completely subverted his previous impression of the members of the night bureau who were always excellent and outstanding.

What the hell are these three guys!

A typical hedonistic carrot with rich and rich people, an autistic patient who is obviously a computer genius but has to write about the Internet, a game otaku girl who has nailed it to the tent for the release of strange games...

Fang Ran was suddenly very grateful that after he had just entered the night game, the first person he was familiar with was Su Qun, who had set a correct example for him.

Fortunately, it's not these three goods today...

"You're really not going back with me?"

"No."

"You're really not leaving?"

"Don't go."

Fang Ran and Mu Cheng stared at each other silently.

Then Fang Ran suddenly turned around and a box appeared in his hand, and his face was expressionless, and he read with emotion:

"Oops, I just have a debut limited deluxe edition here, oops, what a headache, it seems that I can only find someone to sell it (good read)"

Syllable!

The next second he just turned around, Fang Ran felt a strong and powerful embrace hugging his legs tightly, and silently turned his head to look down,

Seeing a 'hamster' wearing an obviously extended version of the small buried cloak, his whole body pounced out of the tent and slapped on the ground, and his raised face was still the same as just now, looking at himself with a serious face:

"When are we leaving?"

"Sister Orange, let me ask, what about your dignity as a participant?"

"What's mine?"

Fang Ran: "......"

Well, you win.