"What are you doing! Failed again!"

The man named Akizuki Kozo frantically scratched his hair.

Putting aside the text in his hand, he looked out the window at the dim sky dyed orange by the setting sun.

He is a Ph.D. from the Chemistry Laboratory of Jiabei University, and his main focus is on experiments related to hormone secretion.

It's a pity that he belongs to the kind of person who is not popular in academia and laboratories, and basically no one is willing to invest in him.

There is a rare person who is his college classmate and is currently the principal of Shengfeng College.

His purpose is to develop a special hormonal medicine, but its effects are hard to say.

Unfortunately, so far, a lot of money and time have been spent and there is still no significant progress.

After spending a whole day processing those inferior test reports, it was inevitable that I would have some psychological problems.

"Alas..." Qiuyue Xiaosan sighed.

Instead of expecting those illiterate gangsters who couldn't read a word to provide them with insights and feedback on his experiment, he might as well go to the custom shop and experiment for himself.

but……

He looked at his lower body, his face gradually becoming colder.

Go to a custom shop for impotence?

Is this fundamentally different from eunuchs going to brothels?

He glanced at the experimental report on the table, then at the safe in the corner, thought for a moment, packed it up, and put all the documents into his briefcase.

Since you haven’t finished reading it, let’s take it home and talk about it later.

Five minutes later, he left his chemistry laboratory with his briefcase.

I got on the tram, stood in the crowded carriage, and looked out through the window on the door at the telegraph poles passing by.

The bustle of people and young people chatting in the car had nothing to do with him.

"Hey...is such a thing really possible? Haha, that's too funny."

"That is to say, who has seen sows lining up and falling into the ditch?"

Are today's middle school students so free? Can Japan's education be tightened?

The passengers around me were chatting incessantly, and they didn't have the consciousness of adults in Japanese society not to cause trouble to others.

Especially when it's hot and stuffy after get off work and school, it's really uncomfortable to be harassed like this.

Akizuki Kozo looked back expressionlessly.

They were two hot girls wearing JK uniforms and thick Shibuya makeup on their faces. They were grabbing each other's collar buttons and playing and laughing.

Akizuki Kozo withdrew his gaze indifferently, even if the other party found out and looked back with provocative eyes.

Not interesting.

What's there to say to a little girl of this age?

Her snow-white arms were fully exposed, and her dazzling thighs under the pleated skirt swayed up and down with the train.

What else?

I looked again and there was no reaction.

Is this physical weakness?

Probably not, he can get up occasionally.

That can only be attributed to psychological issues.

【Shibuya style jk】

[Experimental result: Failure]

[Exclusion options]

Gently record a short report on your phone.

The tram warning light above my head sounded again, indicating that it had arrived at the station again.

The tram slowly stopped amid the mechanical female announcement.

When the door opened, Akizuki Kozo frowned and followed the crowd of people out of the tram.

After leaving the station, he walked along the street and finally stopped in a cafe.

He sat in a booth near the window on the second floor, ordered an American latte, took out a tablet from his briefcase and placed it on the table, pretending to be a polite social elite at work.

It was dusk, and there was a constant flow of people on the wide street outside. This time on Friday happened to be the time when the social workers got off work, the father came home, the mother finished shopping for groceries, and the children played with their classmates.

Akizuki Kozo was anxious in his heart, but with a calm face, he asked the waiter to refill his latte coffee one cup after another, and finally saw the person he was waiting for after the sun went down.

A graceful woman who looks to be in her thirties with long flowing hair.

She held a girl on each hand and walked slowly from the other end of the street. Her hair was particularly beautiful under the reflection of the light.

"Coming!"

Akizuki Kozo suddenly cheered up.

Ellie, there is another truth.

This was a name he heard accidentally.

He smiled at the woman who brought her children to the coffee shop every week, and glanced at the two girls vaguely.

A girl with blond hair and twin tails, bright blue eyes, quirky and delicate look like a doll.

The other one is as calm and gentle as her mother, with a non-competitive temperament. Her brown hair hangs straight down to her waist. She inherits her mother's blue eyes and quietly observes the surroundings.

"Gulu——"

Akizuki Kozo swallowed, and the bitter taste of the American latte in his mouth could not offset the inexplicable sweetness in his heart.

"They are the ones I'm looking for."

Pretending to be troubled by work, he held his forehead with one hand, covering it up with his palm, and stared at Eri and Marina closely, his eyes almost straight.

The second lumbar spine straightened unconsciously.

Seeing the mother and daughter leaving quietly, Akizuki Kozo felt empty in his heart. He let out a long sigh and put the tablet he had brought on the table for show back into his bag again.

Reluctantly taking one last look from afar.

I checked out regretfully at the front desk, walked out of the coffee shop, and raised my head, the stars and the moon had already occupied the sky.

"What a beautiful day..."

Akizuki Kozo looked at the night, looked at the bright moon, sighed and thought like a sage, and slowly walked home.

Then the next second, his face was distorted again, and he couldn't help but reveal an ugly smile. He was still in the middle of the zebra crossing, but he still bent down excitedly as if no one was there.

Sure enough, only at this time do I feel like a real man. All the cells in my body are cheering and standing upright. They can't wait to burst into tears!

"The research on pheromones needs to be accelerated. As long as it is completed, everything will be easy."

The next step is to get close to Miss Hanayoko. As long as he becomes a member of that family and lives in the house where mother and daughter live together, doesn't he do whatever he wants?

The more I think about it, the more wonderful it becomes.

The future is as bright as the truck lights facing me now!

Um……

If there was a next life, Akizuki Kozo would never choose to hang around in the middle of a zebra crossing, otherwise he would be hit by a truck driver who couldn't see people at night.

…

"It seems!"

Walk out of the recording room and close the door.

Mr. Chihara excitedly gave a sincere high-five to Matsuda, the truck driver who had just hit him.

"I declare that based on this picture, this animation will become a god!" He said with great certainty.

I even want to give the dump trucks an award and a banner.

Matsuda sincerely felt baffled.

He held his forehead with an ignorant look on his face and asked in surprise: "Qianyuan, you were not like this during the last few filmings. At first, you were eager to go in and argue with the supervisor, give more scenes before you die, or die in a better way.

Fa, why do you look so happy today?"

They are completely different.

Hearing this, the young man slowly turned his head, with a suspicious look on his face, and glanced at Matsuda who was looking at him in slight surprise with his sharp eyes.

Seeing that his eyes were blazing, not at all like the filth and filth of a certain demon king that could not be washed away or concealed, he did not say anything further.

It's better for such a man to remain innocent. Things that are too dirty are not suitable to tarnish him.

So Mr. Chihara just explained bitterly: "Matsuda, you just need to understand that this character deserves to die. The more miserable the death, the better. I even think that being hit by a truck is too cheap for him..."
To be continued...