Anime Crossover: The Losing Heroines Have Become Witches

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After the all-you-can-eat barbecue, since there was no desktop computer in either the clubroom or his own empty home, Asakura found a relatively high-end internet cafe and rented a private room after sending Yanami home. He planned to first see what kind of software Ryunosuke had given him.

In addition, he also needed to re-evaluate his financial investments, as he had been spending too much money recently.

Asakura used to specifically go to the Tokyo Stock Exchange, but later found that it was completely unnecessary, and he hadn’t gone back after realizing he could operate everything on his computer and even his phone.

The advantage of an internet cafe was that while trading on his phone, he could also search for related news and surrounding information, making it easier to spot trends from subtle movements—for people in this world, this was naturally very difficult, as there were smoke bombs and misleading information everywhere. But as a transmigrator from a parallel world, Asakura could refer not only to information from this world but also to some news and economic trends from his previous life, making his accuracy much higher than that of ordinary people.

Although he would occasionally outsmart himself and lose a lot of money in strange places due to the differences between the two worlds, overall, he still made more money.

The software interface Ryunosuke gave Asakura looked very simple, even crude, but Asakura could understand. After all, it was a favor from a friend, so it was naturally impossible for him to find a graphic designer to draw the UI or anything. As long as it worked, it was fine.

However, he didn’t know if it was a machine performance issue or simply a weak internet connection, but the software loading bar was extremely slow. Asakura stared at the three decimal places before the percentage for a long time before he saw it move a bit.

He flipped through the TXT manual for a long time but still couldn’t find the reason.

For this, Asakura even bothered Ryunosuke for half a day again, and finally got the answer from him: ’This is normal. The first launch needs to crawl data from the entire network, train the AI model, and analyze sample data, so it will be slower. Just leave the computer on for a few days, and it won’t be so troublesome later.’

Well, it seemed he wouldn’t be able to enjoy the service provided by Ryunosuke today.

Although it was a bit regrettable, Asakura still used the tool provided by Ryunosuke to uninstall the software on the internet cafe computer. He planned to buy a computer himself and put it in the Clubroom when he had time, which would be more convenient and safer to use.

So, this evening simply became an activity of hanging out at the internet cafe, drinking coffee, playing games, relaxing, and looking at K-line charts, which had a bit of a middle-aged hikikomori feel to it.

"It’s so late, and it feels like a hassle to go back,"

Asakura checked his stored value at this chain internet cafe and nodded in satisfaction, "I might as well stay here today. I remember there are shower rooms here, and the convenience store downstairs sells disposable underwear."

After all, it was a very high-end internet cafe, and most of the supporting facilities were quite complete. At the counter, all drinks except alcoholic ones were self-service and unlimited. You could also read comics without playing on the computer. In addition, each private room was spacious. When tired, you could recline the backrest and lie down for a while. The counter even provided eye masks and earplugs.

Of course, doing that in the private room was prohibited, after all, it was just an internet cafe, not a love hotel. Asakura guessed that it was probably just because the owner thought it would be too troublesome to clean...

"Ah... the coffee’s gone."

Asakura picked up his cup and mumbled as he walked out of his private room, still pondering some information he had just checked.

"The company that’s developing the metaverse, the largest shareholder is the Togawa Zaibatsu, and then the Shinomiya Zaibatsu... I always feel like I’ve heard that name somewhere (in my previous life). By the way, there’s no Mitsubishi Zaibatsu, and many of the original market shares are occupied by zaibatsu I’ve never heard of..."

Of course, ’never heard of’ was only relative to his previous life. Many of these zaibatsu were quite famous in this world, at least in Island Nation, and he often saw related news on TV.

Organizing the incomplete information in his mind, Asakura couldn’t help but regret again that he hadn’t properly understood such works in his previous life, being only a half-baked otaku.

However, since he had heard of this zaibatsu’s name in his previous life, and it didn’t look like an evil zaibatsu like the X Zaibatsu at first glance, there was a good possibility that it was an industry related to the protagonist group. Considering that many zaibatsu related to the protagonist group were mostly background elements and generally not likely to undergo major changes, being very stable, perhaps it had investment value?

The metaverse was still a distant prospect before Asakura transmigrated in his previous life. Rather than being humanity’s new future, it was more like a gimmick to trick investors into parting with their money.

However, even if it was just a game of hot potato, it didn’t matter, as long as he cashed out and left before the potato exploded.

Asakura vaguely remembered that metaverse-related industries in his previous life seemed to have accumulated a lot of wealth for a period, and in this world, it had only just emerged as a concept.

"Looking at it this way, should I really buy shares in this metaverse company under the Togawa Zaibatsu?" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"If I were you, I wouldn’t buy something like that."

Suddenly, a somewhat cold voice came from behind Asakura.

He subconsciously turned his head and saw a silver-haired girl with a shawl-length twin ponytail, also holding an empty coffee cup, staring at him with a strange look. Her amber eyes were filled with a meaning so complex that Asakura couldn’t make heads or tails of it.

"What..."

Asakura was stunned for a moment, then realized what she was saying: "You mean that stock? Is there something wrong with it?"

"...The Togawa family is not as glamorous as it appears on the surface. If you don’t want to be trapped and end up miserably, it’s best not to touch that."

"Even if you say so,"

Asakura seemed to realize something. He stroked his chin, pretending to be troubled: "Compared to this project of the Togawa Zaibatsu, there aren’t many other stocks worth investing in... How about this real estate company under the Suzuki Zaibatsu?"

"It’s best not to touch stocks, which are like gambling."

The girl said with a cold expression.

"Well, if I could, I wouldn’t want to do this either, but no matter what, I’m an orphan. If I don’t earn money through financial management in this area, I won’t even be able to pay my tuition," Asakura said, spreading his hands skillfully, using magical moral blackmail: "If you know any insider information and could help me a little, that would be great."

The girl was stunned for a moment, her expression looking somewhat guilty, but it quickly returned to calm, like an undisturbed lake.

However, for some reason, Asakura always felt that her expression, from the initial coldness of ’don’t touch stocks,’ seemed to contain a strange hint of ’is stock trading really that profitable?’

It must have just been his imagination.

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