Chapter 32 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ten minutes later, Zhang Heng was standing in front of the door into ITS’DEMO ¹with an ice cream cone that had magically appeared in his hand.

“I’m sorry, Zhang-san¹! I had a sudden craving for ice cream while we were walking and left you wandering on the road on your road,” the girl bowed apologetically.

“No, it’s my own fault. I was so busy looking around that I didn’t follow you closely, fellow cla.s.smate Ameko!” Zhang Heng had just finished searching all his pockets.

Its contents were simple: a pa.s.sport, student ID, wallet (with 30,000 j.a.panese Yen and a transportation card), keys, and cell phone. Among these things, Zhang Heng’s priority was the phone. According to the girl, this was his first day here.

Then, chances were that she could be a friendly schoolmate who had taken the time taking him around to admire Tokyo’s night view. In most situations like these, both parties were most likely to have exchanged phone numbers. Zhang Heng checked a recent missed call and typed in Ameko’s name.

Of course, he could have asked the girl directly, making up an excuse that he did not know how to spell her name, but it seemed a little rude to him.

When he looked up and saw the girl’s expression, he knew that he had guessed correctly.

Ameko looked adorable whenever she smiled, revealing her two snaggleteeth. “Zhang-san, s.h.i.+buya is a fas.h.i.+on center! There are a lot of very interesting storeS and places of interest here! But occasionally, hanky-panky business goes on around here. So, you better stay close!”

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Zhang Heng had no objections to that. Ameko had been so warmhearted by being his tour guide, introducing Tokyo as they walked the streets. Up until now, the both of them had been conversing in Mandarin, and she was pretty proficient. She majored in Chinese at the university and planned to apply as an exchange student to China next year, furthering her studies.

But her understanding of China only came from what she saw on the TV and her teachers, so, in order to deepen her knowledge, she made it a point to be friends with this term’s exchange student.

“Ah, actually, my home is in s.h.i.+nagawa. I’ve studied in Tokyo since high school. I’ve never been away from home before. Talking about going to a place far away makes me excited, yet a little worried at the same time!” Ameko rubbed her nose shyly. “My parents back home was always worried if I could care for myself in the future! So, I want to take this opportunity to train myself! Err… Is that very childish of me?”

“No, it’s terrific!”

This time, the quest t.i.tle was ‘Tokyo Drift’. From the name itself, Zhang Heng could tell that the primary purpose of this game was to test the player’s driving skills—also confirmed by the mission target.

Although it seemed like the rate of time flow was reduced when compared to the previous game, which only lasted for two hours, this mission was actually going to take twice as long to complete. 60 days to be precise.

It might sound generous, but unless the player was already a compet.i.tive race driver or a hardcore car tuner, being good enough to win an underground street race, even the easiest one in a mere 60 days, was a practically impossible task.

What more, the problems the players would face in this version of the game were not as simple as merely improving their driving skills.

Right now, in Zhang Heng’s wallet, there was only 30,000 yen. How should I put this into perspective? Well, take the ice cream Ameko bought for example, which cost 300 yen each. From the flyer the ramen shop had given them when they pa.s.sed by, Zhang Heng found out that a bowl of ramen cost between 800 to 1,200 yen.