[Pseudo Japanese Entertainment] Boyfriend Gacha

?The New Year is one year away, and I'm a little stressed.

The three aunts and six wives who were playing cards were talking about whose daughter married a coal tycoon, and which square dance partner who just turned 50 had a second grandson. In the end, their topic unanimously turned into bombardment, "I'm almost 30 years old and I don't want to marry." The older woman of the people".

I feel like I have a lot of arrows in my body. After all, I am 31 years old and I am not far from 30. I think they are talking about me.

"I have a good candidate, do you want to introduce it to your daughter Xiaomei!" While the lead dancer was persuading my mother, I heard her say "two tubes" and go to the three houses to have a beard.

I opened my mouth so wide that I didn't even have time to tell her that as long as she didn't hit the two tubes just now, she could obviously be thirteen.

My father who was watching TV suddenly turned to look at me: "Mi Mei, when will you bring a boyfriend back?"

At this moment, at the age of 31, I felt unprecedented pressure. I am already 31 years old. Although it is very late, I will no longer enjoy the late marriage leave, and if I don’t get married again, I will be sorry for the country, sorry for the upbringing of my parents, and sorry for my three aunts and six wives. I still remember it when I danced in the square.

At this moment, I suddenly felt that my whole body was full of blood, and the TV station was saying "the first thing about filial piety is obedience", and suddenly I had a great idea!

Before I left, I held my father's hand and said firmly, "Dad, next year, next year! Next year I will bring you a boyfriend!"

Although, at that time, I didn't know if there was something wrong with this sentence.

In fact, it's not that I deliberately didn't get married to anger them, it's just that I have reasons for not getting married.

My aesthetics have been taken astray since I became a Japanese fan that year.

I despise the single heterosexuals introduced to me by my relatives. They are not as good-looking as Kikuchi Fuma, and the male gods in my aesthetic range may not like me, an older fan girl who only knows about work.

After a long time, I found that the job of drawing comics is enough to support myself and my family. I can afford the house and repair the computer, change the light bulb and drive the car. It seems that it is okay not to get married.

In the end, all I need is a boyfriend who I bring home every festive season to plug Yoyo's mouth.

I don't think I need to force myself to find a man who is not as good-looking as Kimura Takuya just to accommodate these people's gossip, but I also think that people who look as good-looking as Kimura Takuya don't need to force myself to look for people like me ordinary people.

That being the case, why don't I customize a boyfriend who meets the requirements?

Actually, I have a ult that I haven't released yet, but after being urged by three aunts and six wives for five consecutive years, I think it's time to use my ult.

I know there is a magical world, where there is a magical gashapon machine, it is said that as long as 500 yuan is put in, you will get a gashapon, put this gashapon in the bathtub, and the next day you will be born. people.

The name of this capsule machine is Boyfriend Gacha.

It is said that this gashapon machine has another sister chapter, which can twist out the elder brother.

But obviously, this kind of gashapon machine that twists out my brother is of no use to me.

Now I just want to wring out an ideal boyfriend to bring home for the New Year next year.

I have only one dream, and I believe God will help me realize it.

According to the doctor who developed this gashapon machine, the twisted boyfriends are divided into four levels: X, M, A, and S.If the boyfriend happens to be the ideal type, then you can sign a contract with the doctor to make him a permanent boyfriend. If it is not the ideal type, then sorry, you can only send it back to the gashapon machine for remaking.

With the investment of five hundred yen, what level of character can be wrung out.

This is a magical capsule machine, it's just a porter for boyfriends.

With this mentality in mind, I walked to the gashapon machine and put 500 yuan into it, snoring, nervous, not sure if it was my heart or the noise of the gashapon machine.

Half a minute later, I tremblingly took out the yellow gashapon from the egg outlet. To be honest, I was very afraid that some strange creature would suddenly pop out of this gashapon.

I took this egg home and threw it into the bathtub half-believingly. In fact, it is more accurate to say that it is a rented bathtub. The house price is so expensive now. Even if I sell this apartment, I can’t afford a toilet in the imperial capital. How could she It is so luxurious to leave a few square meters for a bathtub!

What kind of boyfriend will this gashapon make?

I opened my mind a little bit, whether he would ride the colorful auspicious clouds, take out a Ruyi golden cudgel from his ears, and blow the monkey hair to become 72 of him...

Shaking my head, it's too scary to even think about it, I'd better go to sleep!

I tossed and turned in bed and couldn’t fall asleep. I opened the tablet and saw that there were people on the social network who were reading manga dramas. They all lamented that Fujioka Indigo, who plays the director, is so handsome. just understand.

I yawned, and just fell asleep. I dreamed of Johnny’s New Year’s Eve concert. Tomohisa Yamashita and Toma Ikuta put their noses together, and they sang "Rain of Desire" affectionately. When the kiss was about to arrive, Kamenashi Kazuya suddenly appeared on the stage, and asked Yamashita Tomohisa with a smile: "Do you remember Shuji and Akira who hugged behind their backs last year?"

I turned over from the bed in a jerk, my nose has always been very sensitive, and I smelled a strong smell of fried eggs.

I just ran to the kitchen with my face in the sky and my clothes disheveled. I rubbed my eyes and rubbed my eyes again. Look, what I saw!

A very tall man was hogging the kitchen which I rarely used, and what's more, he was naked and wrapped in a bath towel, and my nosebleed almost came down.

When he heard my voice, he turned his head and looked at me blankly, and brought me the omelet rice he just made: "Good morning, Xiaomei is so lazy, if you wake up late, you won't be able to eat a good breakfast Oh!!"

I was terrified again, because on the omurice, there was a big "LOVE" painted with my favorite ketchup.

Then I raised my head and looked at the man in front of me. Sure enough, he had a face very similar to Indigo Fujioka's, and even the glasses he wore were almost the same style.

Suddenly I realized something, I rushed to the bathroom to have a look, and sure enough there was only the gashapon shell left in the bathtub.

This is the boyfriend I twisted out today?

What grade is he?

Sitting face to face with him at the dinner table, he still looks like I owed money and didn't pay it back. To be honest, at this moment, I really want to return this boyfriend, because I spend money to twist eggs. A gentle and handsome boyfriend, not one who turns a dead tsundere back to seek abuse.

Moreover, I gave this man some clothes to wear, but he still glared at me?Don't know what is food and clothing parents?

Of course, these are not the point, the point is that in that TV series, I obviously prefer Shohei Miura!

I was already very angry if I didn't give me the little angel Xianghei, but now I have a rival in love, how can I be happy?

"What's your name?" I asked my love rival angrily.

"Fujioka blue."

"Ah! Are you a copycat?"

Unexpectedly, the handsome guy would take off his clothes and expose his smooth shoulders in front of me: "I am M-rank."

At that time, naively, I thought that the grades of X, M, A, and S were arranged in order from low to high.

So, at that time, I glanced at this guy named Fujioka Lan in confusion. At this moment, I really wondered how the ranking of this gashapon machine was arranged, and why this guy with good looks but bad personality would Is it M grade?Shouldn't it just be returned to the furnace for remanufacturing?

"What do you know?" I decided to try to get along with this dead Tsundere first.

"I can cook, I can do statistics, I can drive..."

After he listed how many skills I can no longer remember, I finally interrupted him: "Is there anything you don't know? Tell me quickly, I will learn it right away, and I will not crush you after learning it! "

"Childish!" He only left me with a disdainful back.

I feel that at the age of 31, I have been hurt like never before. Why do I always look at his face when I turn a boyfriend out?I'm unhappy, yes, I'm very unhappy.

Today is my precious weekend. I don’t need to go to the publishing house to be brainwashed by the editor. Why do I have to stay at home and stare at a gashapon!

I made a decision!I want to invite my friends to watch a movie at home! I bought the DVD of "The Avengers" and haven't watched it yet. I have to find a friend to help me explain it.

But who can tell me why my friends are so disappointing at this time.

Best friend A is not here, best friend B took the child to the zoo, best friend C was called by her mother-in-law to eat vegetarian food...

The moment I hung up the phone, Ai Fujioka, who had been eavesdropping, came over, looked at the Blu-ray disc in my hand, and said casually, "Let's watch it together."

Actually, I refused...

"Why is your Blu-ray player so bad?"

So Fujioka Ai cleaned up the projector for me.

"Doesn't your device support 3D playback? What about your glasses?"

So Ai Fujioka found my rusty set of film projection equipment from nowhere.

"Would you like some popcorn?"

What?Where did my popcorn come from?

Fujioka Ai looked at me with a proud expression: "I did it myself just now."

A man who can even make popcorn himself, are you a monkey sent to humiliate me?

What makes me even more humiliated is that I obviously hate this man, but I still have to rely on him to explain the plot to me.

"How could Kuaiyin just hang up like this?"

"Let me explain a little bit, now Marvel's copyright is BLABLABLA...so it is actually controversial that there are crossover characters in the two comics, Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch, and the X-Men series of movies have obviously already Quicksilver appeared."

As much as I hate to admit it, I really feel like I know a lot.

I reached into the popcorn basket, and unexpectedly, I touched Ai Fujioka's hand.

Innocently, I withdrew my hand for a moment, and then I found that Fujioka Ai's face was red to the ears.

Wait a minute, isn't he a vicious tongue, knowledgeable, ghostly animal?Why is this moment more innocent than my old fan girl?

With the mentality of giving it a try, I poked his arm.

Not surprisingly, he shook off me.

Then I poked again and he shook me off again.

Then I poked his arm again.

"Have you had enough trouble?" Fujioka Lan gave me an ugly face. What he didn't expect was that I was weightless and about to fall when I was thrown by him.

I saw the panic in his eyes and the tension in his rush to grab me, and I felt as if I had won the battle.

"Are you okay?" Fujioka Lan was so close to me that I could see an eyelash from the corner of his eye.

"It's something!" I pouted, because my waist was twisted, and the ecstasy pain made me have no brains to think about whether to push down the Fujioka Ai who looked like Fujioka Indigo in front of me.

He helped me onto the sofa, and actually rushed towards my old waist with an ice cube.

"What are you doing?" My first reaction was that he was going to murder me.

But he just looked at me with contempt: "In this case, you need to apply ice first, and wait 24 hours before applying heat."

Although I still don't want to admit it, "Why do you know so much..."

I feel like I've fallen a little bit. At this moment, I hate why the ice block blocked my intimate contact with Fujioka Blue Finger.

"Know a little bit about everything, and life will be better." It was rare that he no longer sneered at me, and I was so moved that I was about to cry.

"Can you be my boyfriend? The kind you take home." I was already mentally prepared to be rejected when I asked this sentence.

I waited for a long time, until I felt the ice melt, and then I heard his voice as if melting ice and said to me: "Okay!"