Xiaoquan Aonai really wanted to rush over to take pictures and touch the smooth texture of the sofa, but in order to make the dream last longer, she restrained her impulse and obediently followed the other three people upstairs.

Fifth floor, room 501.

Xiaoquan Aonai sat at the stylish dining table and watched herself busy behind the cooking counter with great satisfaction.

What a good woman, even though she clearly couldn't do anything herself.

"Aonai, which university did you graduate from?"

"Aonai?" Akiko, who was watching the TV drama behind her, repeated loudly, "Kid, are you crazy? Overindulgence?"

"It doesn't look like it." Miyazaki Mieko judged professionally.

Xiaoquan Aonai ignored these two, the relationship wasn't good, so why should she—the future her—cook?

Xiaoquan Aonai was tasting the saltiness of the miso soup.

"Waseda, I've mentioned it many times in class."

"Waseda? The Waseda in Tokyo?"

"Dubian, what's wrong with you today? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Xiaoquan Aonai asked anxiously.

But Dubian Che didn't answer her question, muttering to himself something like, "Waseda, I really dare to dream," "No, this is a dream, even Tokyo University doesn't matter."

During the meal, although Xiaoquan Aonai wanted to bring up the topic of love, fearing she might provoke an excessive reaction from these people in the dream like before, she decided against it.

She still wanted to go outside.

At least once to Tokyo Tower, Disney, Ginza, the giant dome, Skytree Tower, Shinjuku, and Roppongi...

"If there is a God, please don't let me wake up!"

After finishing the meal she cooked herself, Xiaoquan Aonai picked up her backpack, ready to first return to room 502 to see her own room.

Before leaving, she turned back as if remembering something and grinned, praising:

"Aonai, it was very delicious!"

The three stared blankly at her, Akiko even stopped the action of wiping her mouth.

The scene fell silent.

"Not good, is the dream about to end?" Xiaoquan Aonai hurriedly left room 501.

The corridor was clean and bright, with a window at the end of the hallway. Light coming through there shone on an unknown potted plant inside.

Stable space-time, world peace.

Very good, didn't wake up.

Xiaoquan Aonai used the key to open room 502 and hesitated, saying, "I'm back."

No one responded; it seemed there was no family setting.

The layout inside the room was similar to room 501 she just visited, but the furniture seemed even more expensive, though the aesthetics were poor.

Dropping her backpack on the entry cabinet, she ran straight to the balcony.

A vast forest, a blue sky, and layers of towering buildings.

A gust of wind came, stirring emotions within her chest.

Xiaoquan Aonai cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted loudly:

"Ah—"

The sound was deep and clear, lasting a very long time.

After shouting, Xiaoquan Aonai thought she might die, but after catching her breath a couple of times, her breathing immediately stabilized.

Is this a dream? It's incredible!

She became increasingly excited and ran back to the living room, plopping down on the soft sofa.

Touching here and there, despite the poor aesthetics, expensive things felt so comfortable!

Xiaoquan Aonai rested her feet on a low table in front of the sofa.

"Hmm?" The television across from her drew her attention.

In the luxurious apartment with expensive furniture, this TV felt out of place, looking very cheap.

Was it her lack of imagination?

After sitting for a short while, Xiaoquan Aonai slapped the sofa twice and reluctantly got up.

The apartment was nice, but she had to hurry.

Thinking whether to go to Ginza or Shibuya first, she walked into the bedroom, preparing to change clothes...

"Ah!" There was an exaggeratedly large white bed.

Xiaoquan Aonai barely had time to think; before she knew it, her body was already sprawled on the bed.

"Even though it's a dream, this is way too much! Too soft! Ah, it smells great, too—I'm going to be killed!"

She had just planned to go out, but in a blink of an eye, she was rolling on the bed again for five minutes.

That wasn't enough; Xiaoquan Aonai couldn't bear to leave the bed and wrapped herself in the blanket, lying still on it.

After a while, she searched her pockets and pulled out a cell phone.

She studied how to use it and, following the prompts, carefully unlocked it with her fingerprint.

"This is incredible, I've always used flip phones, only heard of fingerprint unlocking, couldn't believe it would materialize even in a dream!"

After unlocking it three times, she started browsing through the apps on the phone.

Apart from a few regular ones, she only recognized LINE, so she instinctively opened it first.

The chat history was blank, and although there were a few contacts in the address book, there weren't many.

I randomly picked a girl's name, clicked on it, thought for a moment, and typed in "Hello."

"What's up?"

Xiaoquan Aonai sat cross-legged on the bed, wrapped in a blanket.

"Are you Miss Kiyono?"

"Yes."

"Could you send me a photo of yourself?"

I waited quite a while, but no more messages came.

It seems the people on line only give the simplest responses, but still, that's pretty impressive!

I closed line and picked another app to play with.

"What is this app? Amazon? Can you actually buy things?"

Xiaoquan Aonai shifted her position, lying on the bed, hugging her pillow, her legs kicking back and forth.

"Don't know if there's any money? Let's try!"

She searched for TVs, randomly picked one.

SONY Z9D, 100 inches, 2.258 meters long, 1.393 meters wide, 0.504 meters thick.

Total price including tax seven million five hundred thousand yen!

It still prompted for fingerprint payment.

Xiaoquan Aonai didn't blink an eye, stared at the price on the screen intently, then cautiously placed her hand on it.

She rotated her finger twice, payment successful.

"Amazing, amazing!"

Xiaoquan Aonai tossed her phone aside, buried her face in the pillow, and screamed her lungs out while her legs energetically kicked the air.

After catching her breath and calming her excitement, she immediately grabbed her phone.

Home, a sixty thousand yen floor lamp, buy... payment successful!

"Hahaha!"

Jewelry, a necklace for one hundred and sixty thousand yen, buy... payment successful!

"Ah—" Xiaoquan Aonai suddenly sat up!

Buy! Buy! Buy!

Top fifty on the sales chart! Buy them all!

Half an hour later, Xiaoquan Aonai lay satisfied on the bed, feeling as if even if this "Tokyo dream" ended here, she had no regrets.

"Hehe, hehe." Feeling utterly content, she inadvertently laughed and then fell asleep.

The next moment, he opened his eyes.

Dubian Che looked at his messy bed, the blanket on the floor.

Everything Xiaoquan Aonai had just done, he had "watched" it happen.

Without time to criticize the system, he immediately thought about the ongoing event that lasted a month, realizing this could cause tremendous trouble just from a simple 'smile'.

He must make the high school teacher, Mr. Xiaoquan, aware of the gravity of the situation, at least to not laugh randomly.

And stop randomly asking people for photos!

Thinking this, Dubian Che prepared to leave a message on his phone, jotting down the precautions.

But as soon as he picked up the phone he'd thrown aside, a strong wave of sleepiness hit him again.

Done for...

Dubian Che's body swayed, she opened her eyes.

"Not good, not good! Almost laughed myself awake!"

Xiaoquan Aonai touched her phone reluctantly, but instead of continuing the "fake shopping," she decided to make the most of her time and explore Tokyo thoroughly.

First thing's first, changing clothes, changing clothes...

Changing clothes for a boy!

"It's okay, it's a dream! It's a dream! It's a dream!"

With a mental pep talk, Xiaoquan Aonai got out of bed and opened the wardrobe.

Instead of clothes, what appeared was a small rectangular room.

The lights were bright but not harsh, with rows of various clothes hanging on either side, and on top of the cabinet were belts, buttons, watches, shoes, and other items.

Xiaoquan Aonai walked into this dream-like realm with her mouth agape.

Her hand brushed over each article of clothing, each one brand new.

At the end of the small room was a full-length mirror, and Xiaoquan Aonai saw herself in a dream for the first time.

She perfectly matched her criteria of "breathtakingly beautiful, even causing one to forget to breathe," "casually joking with you, with a hint of a lifted corner of the eyes, carefree and inscrutably deep."

"So handsome! I like you! I like you! Mua, mua!"

Xiaoquan Aonai puckered up, madly kissing the mirror.

Unconsciously, she almost stuck out her tongue.

But just as she was about to do it, to lick the mirror, she suddenly came to her senses.

"That's not right, I should save this good fortune for the future me!"

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