"That... Fangran, should we go find..."
"Hey hey... so many figurines... it's the first time I've seen so many wives... hey... hey hey..."
After a lot of hard work, he finally managed to prevent Fangran from taking him into a place that is not suitable for children. Jota looked at Fangran with a sickly flushed smile on his face, and rubbed against the glass cabinet of a model shop and said, "Hey." The idiotic smile of "Hehe" is staring at one after another of the beautiful girl figures with excellent workmanship and expensive prices from various popular animations. I don't know how many times I have weakly opened my mouth to remind them that they still have business...
"That... we should..."
"Would you like to buy one back... Hehehehe... But if Xiaoran finds out... Uh..."
When I came to Akihabara, except for the part of electrical appliances, the reason why it became the most famous scenic spot is probably because it is the largest gathering place of two-dimensional culture.
The Holy Land of Otaku is really not called for nothing.
As long as you are a fan of the second dimension, you can find anything that can satisfy you here. Of course, the most famous one is the countless figures, although hidden behind those exquisite figures is "dead house money is really good" earn' commercial purposes, but it cannot be denied that because of this,
In Akihabara, various signboards are lined up on both sides of the road, and hand-made model shops are extremely prosperous.
If one day you can go there, it would be a pleasure 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 figures you buy are second-hand.
Well, although it is no different from the new one, there will always be a subtle honeyed feeling of 'your wife is awesome'...
In the hustle and bustle of the night, the metropolis of Tokyo is boiling in a dark world. For those who have just left their daily lives, arriving here every night is like a grand ceremony.
"Fang...Fangran...we...how long..."
After finally coming out of the figure model shop, Yota, who followed Fangran, looked at him full of energy like a cat running out of the house, looking around for the next place, panting on his knees asked.
"Oh, it's really embarrassing for Jill, Jota, it's only been a long time since we came out, and you can't walk anymore. What will you do if you have a girlfriend in the future? It seems that you should tell Brother Suqun and let him I will also arrange a special training session for you."
Looking at Yota, who was fighting against the five scum, Fangran sighed helplessly, and after saying this,
Suddenly felt dark.
Because he is the one who is always said this kind of thing on weekdays, and it is rare to finally meet a guy who is weaker than his own class,
So happy yo ho ho ho ho ~~
"Girl... girl girl girl... girlfriend or something I... I I I I haven't thought about it..."
"Well, you don't have to waver like this..."
Alas, Jota, you are so pure and innocent...
There was no B number in his heart and he sighed, Fangran helplessly spread his hands and shook.
"No way, then let's find a place to eat something to rest, Yoshi!! It's rare to come to Akihabara, why don't we go to that maid cafe!!"
As soon as Fangran, who was about to leave, raised his voice excitedly, he realized that the expected hug did not come, and turned around scratching his cheek in a little embarrassment.
"Er....that... why didn't you stop me.."
"I'm running out of strength..."
Fangran: "..."
"Forget it, let's go to the owl coffee shop next door..."
"That Fangran... Could it be that you have been pulling me because of yourself..."
Seeing him suddenly change his words, Jota blinked inexplicably, and tried to ask hesitantly as if guessing...
"Huh!? I dare not go in by myself!? How is it possible! How ridiculous! How could I not have the guts to go in! I just don't want to go to a foreign maid cafe right now!"
Then he was immediately counterattacked by a certain coward who has no money here.
Humans are such a strange animal. Although they are secretly curious, they have no guts to go to that kind of adult or awkward social place by themselves, but if they are accompanied by another more cowardly companion, they will always hug 'someone' Go in with the concept of "accompanying" with a little courage, and the more you are blocked, the more you will show your intention to go,
Of course, in the final analysis, Fangran might simply want to bully him when he saw Jota who was desperately trying to stop him.
But there is one thing Fangran said is right. Compared with domestic maid cafes, Japanese maid cafes are very, very not recommended for travelers with the mentality of 'trying it out'.
If you want to go to that kind of place to enjoy the fun, you need to meet at least two hard conditions. First, you can speak Japanese fluently and there will be no communication problems.
The second must be a severe dead house.
This is a place where fun is generated by communication and interaction. If you have communication problems and the first rigid condition is not met, it is just a waste of time to go there. The second thing is not to be fooled by things in comics and anime. The three-dimensional maid coffee is not as good as you think,
Most of the maids who work as shop assistants are just girls with ordinary looks, not because they wear maid outfits to see where they go, but also because of aesthetics, cultural differences, and the well-known O-shaped short legs, and you can go in after you go in. The service you enjoy is to watch the clerk wearing a maid outfit and give you a magic trick of "better drinking" when you are serving things, and it is the same as Internet cafes and other places. Active performances also charge fees and other reasons,
It's not a serious dead house, I guarantee that while you are embarrassed, you will feel cheated when you sit with two cups of the cheapest coffee for less than half an hour and charge you a bill of more than 2,000.
It is similar to some high-consumption trendy stores in China, which have similar pitfalls in some places, but in the final analysis, it is because...
Oh, the money from the dead house is really easy to cheat (pick nose)
Pushing open the door of the Owl Forest on the other side, it is different from the expected simple and warm minimalist style. The unexpected decoration here feels like a bar. The first thing that catches the eye is the ceiling. The walls and furniture are covered with natural Green and bright blue wall lamps and pure white soft sofas, wood-colored decorations and floor tiles make people feel like a magical forest.
He abruptly pushed Yota to the front to communicate with the clerk, and waited for several minutes before he heard what he had said to them. Fangran went through a series of steps to sanitize his hands, sat on a chair and watched those who were caught on a horizontal board All kinds of owls with big eyes, round heads and cute owls looked amazed.
"Hey... really there is an owl in the store... By the way, I have been to a cat coffee shop in China..."
Because he was forced to talk to the clerk just now, Jota's face was slightly flushed and trembling, but inexplicably agitated, he also carefully looked around, then turned his head and saw that Fangran had one in his hand at some point. I was taken aback.
"Because owls are a second-class protected animal in China and are not allowed to be kept, should we go to Sister Chengzi...?"
"Oh oh oh yeah huh..."
Amidst the fluttering sound, Fangran raised his other hand to support another little owl, and looked at Jota in a hurry:
"Speaking of how we are going to find her, you have to give me some characteristics, wow wow wow... wait... wait..."
"Sister Chengzi can probably be recognized in the crowd at a glance. Unlike me, she is a very powerful person..."
Just as Jota finished speaking in a daze, he saw Fangran being flustered by another owl flying over from the hand of the person next to him, afraid that the little guys lined up on his arms would not be able to stand still. fall down.
"Pfft... No, even if you say that, I don't know what she is... Hey, that one over there, don't move your mouth!"
Fangran was in a hurry and took another one.
Flutter, flutter, flutter...
when!
Amidst the exclamations of other guests, Jota finally saw that Fangran's head, shoulders, and arms were occupied by owls of all sizes. Except for the owls that were tied up and not released to 'pick up guests', a total of five owls flew to him. This time, the whole person was directly pressed down on the table.
"Uh... That Fangran, are you okay..."
"No... no.. just a little heavy...."
On the back of his head was a round owl whose neck could not be seen. Jota heard Fangran's voice coming from below, and then saw the clerk walking over with a surprised but embarrassed expression.
"That... this guest..."
Then ten minutes later...
On the roof of a department store, there is no light on the dark roof, which is completely different from the bright lights below. It seems to have escaped from the bustling and noisy world of Tokyo, and came to another world to watch it and watch its prosperity. Beautiful, watching its excitement and moving...
It's just that Fangran looked at the busy and crowded street below with a Buddha-like face, and suddenly said expressionlessly:
"Why are we squatting in such a place again?"
"Because Fangran you are so popular with owls, they all ran to you..."
Jota hugged his knees by his side, and the short but happy trip to Tokyo had something he had never experienced before. It made him look down at the night in Tokyo and think about bowing to them desperately just now. It was a small gift and a free bill. The clerk, who was really embarrassed, couldn't help laughing and answered, and then whispered in surprise:
"Except for Sister Susu, this is the first time I've seen someone so loved by animals."
"I don't have the charm of Sister Su's affinity with all things. At most, it's easier to get along with them, but the winged ones really like to fall on me for some reason."
Thinking that he was politely invited out because of this, Fangran suddenly covered his face and sighed speechlessly. He obviously didn't do this before, but he didn't know when he was especially close to animals, especially birds. , even in the North Pole because of this, he saved his life.
And listening to what he said, Jota, who was squatting aside, glanced at him in a daze, then hugged his knees a little tighter, lowered his eyes and looked at the people below who spoke softly:
"Knowing that Sister Yesheng asked you to pick me up, I was still uneasy about what kind of person you are..."
The expression in his eyes froze for a moment. Standing on the dark edge of the roof, Fangran looked at the young man who was squatting aside and hugging his knees. The night wind in the sky was blowing his short hair. He lowered his head and said in a cautious voice:
"But I found that Fangran, you are a very nice person, all the noise you made before was just to take me out to play,"
"Fangran, you are actually very good, right..."
Hearing his words, Fangran recovered from his slight stupefaction.
He suddenly found that Jota was so reluctant to go out, so afraid to communicate with strangers, maybe it wasn't because he was not good at these things, and if he thought about it carefully, how could the people who could become participants have major disabilities in any aspect
Rather, it's just the opposite. This young man is too sensitive, so sensitive that he can easily detect the good and bad of people, and it takes courage to clearly face the malice of others.
That's why... he's always hated being outside.
The moment these thoughts came to mind, Fangran scratched his head helplessly and curled his lips indifferently:
"What are you thinking, I just came to Tokyo for the first time and wanted to have a good time."
But hearing his denial, Jota glanced at him, then retracted and muttered in a low voice.
"Actually, I know everything..."
"Ha, what do you know?"
Fangran asked in disgust with fishy eyes and drooping eyelids, almost digging his nostrils with his little fingers.
Jota glanced at him quickly again, then hugged his knees and moved around, took out a machine he didn't know what it was for, put it beside him and pressed the switch, and the projection restored a virtual photo.
The photo shows the bright and bright street in front of the Sif Hotel. The bodyguards in plain clothes are already guarding the surroundings. The secretaries are holding black umbrellas to cover the fine snow in the night sky for a capable woman in professional suits, looking at her slightly bowed body. Waiting for the figure who just got off the stretched luxury car,
Completely different from the expression and temperament in front of him at this moment, the young man wearing an elegant and luxurious pure black windbreaker has a cold and calm expression, and a golden crimson badge pinned to his collar...