【Not knowing how to enjoy is not a good thing.

Even if it requires you to temporarily look away from painful things,

You must also know how to enjoy the present moment.】

Qianyuan closed the book, stretched out, propped up his chin with his arms, and stared at the crowds of people outside the window.

Other things during the day today have ended, and Mr. Qianyuan fell into a normal state of rest.

"It's the second year."

He whispered to himself.

If you think about it carefully, it has been two years since I came to this world.

But fortunately, I didn't change my body like in other novels. At most, I just changed my soul, and my face is still my own. After all, it's just a parallel world, and as long as my gender doesn't change, everything is easy.

It's a pity that the money that my predecessor signed up for for voice actor training cannot be refunded, otherwise I wouldn't have had to sell my original house to pay for the sky-high tuition fees at the University of Tokyo.

However, there should be quite a lot of scholarships this year, which will make my life a little more comfortable next year.

Others often say that I have known my current boss Ken Hirata for several years and they have a rare close buddies relationship, so they are willing to give up their promising future and leave LM Office to run away with him and fight for a life-or-death future.

But Mr. Qianyuan knew in his heart that more accurately, the relationship between the two should be "father and son".

He is the father and he is the son, how can he be a brother!

If it weren't for Brother Qianyuan's handsome face to support him, how could he have afforded to open such a big company? How could he have deceived so many people into working with him?

Just by his three-story apartment?

joke!

Well, by the way, the house Mr. Chihara is renting now is the property of his own president.

But it seems that there is nothing good about LM, the original owner, except for the endless snacks. Even the atmosphere is very depressing. It is just like the rumors in the industry that there are female mental patients all over the place, but in fact they don’t have much interest in idols like themselves.

Friendly. After all, the route is set, and any behavior that violates the personality will be punished. Capitalists hate uncertainty factors that affect their ability to make money.

So Mr. Chihara chose to hang out with his manager Hirata, after all, the old brother didn’t have that many rules.

Unfortunately, without the support of leading figures in the industry, and the fact that he was delayed in his career after taking the exam for a year, Mr. Chihara has changed from the handsome idol type to the ordinary passerby type he is today.

Today is Christmas Eve, 2011.

I would sit in class in college with my pen in my mouth and be in a daze in the morning, go to the convenience store to buy some fried noodles and bread at noon, and go home and take another look at it in the afternoon.

It's such an unpretentious day.

When he returned home, he picked up the birthday gift specially prepared for him by the president this year - an off-white coat.

It's old-fashioned. I guess it was given to me because this guy didn't wear it anymore, right?

But if it’s new, Mr. Chihara will most likely not accept it.

It's barely warm.

Qianyuan put his hands in his pockets, hunched his neck and went out, preparing to go to Ginza to start his final part-time job in the afternoon.

It's very cold outside today, and it's approaching dusk. A blood-like light shines on the horizon, illuminating the sky orange-red, like the scenery in an anime. The tram makes a long sound, and the friction between the rails and the wheels is sonorous.

It spreads all the way to the beach and then falls into the sea.

He threw the books he bought before into the rest room of the store, put on the battle clothes he had already worn once today, and prepared to go out again.

Holding a basket full of apples in his right hand, a small pennant used to promote the store in his left hand, and a strange Luo-style pendant hanging on his chest, the boy wearing a teddy bear costume could see everything just by standing at the entrance of the subway station.

It attracted a lot of attention.

Fortunately, the headgear hid his appearance, saving him the trouble of being approached by people asking for his phone number and line account when standing on the street.

The tram roared past behind me, and soon the dazzling lights of the tram appeared in front of me.

Qianyuan worked hard under the supervision of the store manager along the way. Except when he woke up on the way, he found a cute little girl who looked like a primary school student leaning on the railing and looking at him, as if wondering why Mr. Brown Bear was sitting on the chair.

Take a nap on the bed.

Apparently she didn't know that bears need to hibernate.

"Brown twin ponytails, blue eyes, short socks, and small leather shoes, perfect for wearing a cute little skirt or sailor uniform..."

The jk uniform high school student sitting next to Qianyuan was mumbling something until Qianyuan's brown bear hood turned to her, and then she stopped awkwardly. Her two index fingers kept poking at each other, and her forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

The inner words were accidentally spoken out!

But...but if it's underneath the brown bear's hood, it's probably a girl like this, right?

He prayed silently in his heart, but Qianyuan, who was wearing a brown bear hood, showed no response, like a statue in a temple.

"Sailor suit, I like this better."

He spoke in a very soft voice, as if there was nothing there, and intermittently.

This made her heart tremble.

When the tram arrived at the station, she ran out of her resting place in a panic and rushed onto the tram.

He ran very fast, as if he was running for his life.

Qianyuan saw the shadow of his past in her, somewhat like his seventeen-year-old self.

The person under the hood couldn't help but smile.

At the same time, another girl who looked like a primary school student suddenly appeared on the platform. She immediately threw herself at JK's waist, stopping the female high school student from escaping. She kept groping up and down, and shouted with full vigor:

"Sister Meilai! I'm finally here! I've been waiting for you for a long time, thinking about you every minute... Hey! Why is there an apple in your pocket? Did your boyfriend give it to you?"

"You're just a freshman in high school and you have a boyfriend!"

The little girl's tone was obviously shocked.

"How! How can he be your boyfriend!" The female high school student waved her hands in panic.

But when she looked at the apple in her pocket, she realized that she seemed to have taken the wrong thing from someone else.

When the jk girl turned around with an embarrassed look on her face and looked at the strange man wearing a brown bear hood outside the station glass, she spotted a basket of apples in his hand.

The brown bear monster seemed to notice her gaze, and slowly stretched out his hand, giving a thumbs up to the apple in her hand.

Just like the protagonist in Kamen Rider.

She was obviously still a little unresponsive, and hesitantly said: "Ping, happy Christmas Eve?"

Seeing this scene, the elementary school girls around me also excitedly waved to Mr. Brown Bear in the carriage and shouted: "Happy Christmas Eve! Thank you Apple! I wish you happiness every day! Have meat to eat every day!"

After the joyful smile.

Haven't waited for anyone to respond.

Immediately, the carriage door closed and the tram started up again, entering the underground tunnel like the wind, taking Mr. Chihara's nostalgia for his high school youth and leaving with the jk girl.

He turned around and found that the brown-haired elementary school girl with twin tails was still looking at him. So Qianyuan thought about it, took out a red apple from the basket, and handed it over.

"Want it?"

The elementary school girl's eyes instantly shifted to the apple. After a while, she took the apple, took a bite, and gave Qianyuan a thumbs up.

"It's too late to get fat!" the elementary school girl said seriously.

"Thank you for the compliment." Mr. Qianyuan nodded in response.

"Where are you going and what are you going to do?" the elementary school girl said in a very familiar tone.

While gnawing on the apple, she looked a bit like a police officer investigating background information, interrogating the origin and purpose of the strange brown bear in front of her.

"Work for Santa Claus and deliver Christmas Eve gifts to the children in advance." Mr. Qianyuan answered seriously.

"Does Santa Claus live in the North Pole?" asked the elementary school girl.

"Yes." The brown bear monster nodded firmly, "He will fly over on a magic moose and sleigh."

"It will fly here..." The little girl thought about his way of traveling.

"I'm going to participate in the shogi competition tomorrow! It's a very powerful shogi competition!" the girl said wildly.

"Congratulations."

He thought about it again and said with some regret: "It's a pity that I don't know shogi."

If it were entry-level Go, he would still know a little bit.

If it were backgammon, he could play a draw with AlphaGo with a probability of 40 or 60.

If it's chess, he only knows how to play head-on and tell-tale signs, but is unfamiliar with other tricks.

But I have never seen shogi before.

"Your apples are delicious," the elementary school girl nodded with satisfaction, "If you can't play shogi in the future, you can come and ask me for help!"

"clear."

Mr. Brown Bear thought for a while and said: "But you have to pull your finger and you are not allowed to change your mind."

"Okay!" The elementary school girl took the initiative and grabbed the doll's hand that she couldn't quite understand.
To be continued...