I am your deceased love sustenance 1

“Is that so…”

Shoko Toyokawa kept these little details in mind. Although she didn't find a job today, she met a little angel next door who could play the guitar.

The harvest is quite great.

Maybe in the future...

……

After disbanding with their own little thoughts, Chitose bought some food at the delicatessen and took it home for dinner.

"Money. I'm really short on it lately. I need to save some money to buy a guitar. I can practice guitar more in the next simulation. Hmm... I can try to join a band or become a mercenary guitarist in a band in the future."

Qiansui started to worry about money again.

If you don't simulate, you'll die. If you simulate, you'll still have no money. If you have no money, you'll still die...

If you don’t simulate, you’re dead, and if you simulate, you’re still dead. Isn’t this a waste of time?

[It is detected that the host has subtle doubts about life. This system can provide a barter service. Do you want to inquire?]

"?"

Do you still have this function?!

But don’t you regret the simulator for the rest of your life?!

"What item do you want to exchange for what?"

[Exchange your life for something beyond your life, it’s a great value and once you buy it, you’re set to leave it behind.]

"No, I won't change... I finally managed to get five years or so to live, and now you're planning on taking advantage of my insignificant life!"

"But host, you're short of money, right? Your lifespan can be gained in the simulation, but what about other things? Exchanging your lifespan for items is clearly a very profitable proposition for you, so please don't resist."

"..."

"Okay, but I need my system baby to agree to a request for me."

Downstairs of her house, Chitose Noshiro stopped.

[Host, please explain in detail]

"You must cooperate with me in every simulation from now on, free of charge, and listen to me obediently during the simulation."

How about this? My system.

Chitose went upstairs, his slender fingers leaving a long trail of fingerprints on the stair railing.

[Host, you've evolved so quickly. Can you bargain with this system? The system has no objection. You can proceed.]

"Then let me see what you can give me in exchange!"

Qiansui's face was filled with a proud smile. She firmly believed that as long as she had the full cooperation of the system and her own plan for other people's lives, wonderful simulations would be born!

Maybe Dai Qiansui won’t be able to laugh anymore soon.

【One million yen: three months sale】

[A flashy, ordinary apple: a decade’s worth of selling]

……

[Transfer one's lifespan to another: For every day the other person lives longer, the host loses two days of life.]

……

[A super cool mysterious guitar: on sale for 29 days]

[Life expectancy: five years and twenty-nine days]

"???"

Qiansui stood on the stairs in a daze and stopped moving forward.

"I've already successfully simulated a successful person twice, so why am I still as poor as a homeless person in this store?"

It's so unfair... How can the price of an Apple product last longer than my life? And this guitar...

"You did it on purpose, didn't you? You gave me a zero, didn't you? That's too much!"

【If there is any misunderstanding, it is purely coincidental】

Ha ha…

A million dollars takes three months of life, a super cool and profitable guitar takes less than a month... You will definitely make more money buying a fishing net to catch fish than buying the fish directly.

In particular, Chitose can continue to practice his guitar skills in subsequent simulations.

Even if she's a pig! If she's given dozens or hundreds of opportunities to practice continuously, she'll become a guitar master!

"I...just need a guitar in exchange."

It has a limited lifespan and is unfortunately out of the market.

Qiansui had already reached the door of her home. She took a last lingering look at the dazzling mall.

There's even a pill in there that can cure congenital cataracts! Are you kidding me?

It's simply a naked hint for myself to keep simulating!

System...you are so vicious.

"elder sister!"

Xiao Jingben poked his head out from behind the door, and after smelling the familiar scent, he came over without hesitation.

"Really? Kyomoto is already a grown-up kid, but he's still so clingy to his sister."

"But, my sister is a grown-up girl now, isn't she also clinging to Kyomoto?"

"..."

Wow, what you said makes so much sense, I don't know how to refute it.

Chitose picked up her soft sister, but she soon looked at the table in her living room with a look as if she had seen a ghost.

"I asked why there was no news after I changed the guitar."

The thing on the table was a guitar.

“So it’s door-to-door delivery.”

Ch38.The Farthest Distance in the World

The black guitar has a dazzling metallic luster. If you take a closer look, you can't forget the dancing skull drummer of a marching band on the guitar body.

"That's so cool! Xiaojing, do you know who sent this guitar?"

"Eh? Guitar? What guitar? Oh, hasn't this always been here? It looks like it belongs to my father."

"..."

Chitose Noshiro clearly remembers that there was never a guitar in her home and her father knew nothing about music theory.

To quote Sherlock Holmes again...

[Yes, I modified their cognition. Although it was only a small change, it would not affect their personality and subjective consciousness.]

"After all, I can't let the news that a poor innocent kid like you suddenly got a priceless guitar get out."

[My beloved host would be in danger, so this system has chosen the safest, most reliable method. Please forgive me.]

"..."

Well, that's not a big deal.

Chitose Noshiro couldn't let go of the guitar. This guitar was much better than the scrap metal she used in the simulation!

Metal style combined with punk style, it would be really cool to use this guitar to play rock!

Chitose is holding her guitar and sister, and at this moment she is the happiest woman in the world.

[Host, please start the next simulation as soon as possible, otherwise it will be a waste of simulation opportunity]

I know, I know. Let’s talk about it tomorrow night…or maybe the night after tomorrow.

Chitose Noshiro still had one last question that remained unanswered.

She wanted to explore this world's Takamatsu Touma before simulating it.

The stranger she had never met but was the closest to her.

……

There was no conversation tonight, and it was the most comfortable sleep Chitose Noshiro had had in a while.

Perhaps it was the effect of his restored lifespan, Qiansui could clearly feel the vitality surging in his body.

He got up early to cover his sister with the quilt. Children sleep soundly. After giving her a light peck on the cheek, Qiansui went out.

"Takamatsu lamp...Takamatsu lamp..."

I must go find that idiot named Gao Songdeng.

Since Toyokawa Shoko exists, then Takamatsu Touma must also exist!

"But where can I find a light?"

Chitose knew the kindergarten and high school the other person attended, and even the university and future workplace.

But many of these messages are invalid information that have never happened.

"But I still remember where the Takamatsu family is. Unless they've moved, I'm absolutely confident I can find them."

Qiansui bought a breakfast, and after thinking it over, he bought another portion of Deng’s favorite food.

Although this made her already thin wallet even thinner, she didn't care at all.

She walked along a path she had never walked before, yet it felt familiar. She arrived near the tram station, took the tram for another four stops, and counted the cherry blossom petals along the way. Finally, she arrived near Tsuki no Mori Girls' High School.

"Once we reach Moon Forest, we're roughly near Takamatsu's residence."

Just go up a few more steps and turn a corner and you'll be almost there.

But Qiansui's legs felt like they were filled with lead water and he couldn't move at all.

[Do you really want to go up? ]

What if I walked up the stairs that symbolized my destiny?

Who am I?

What is the relationship between me and the lamp?

"I just remembered that I don't even know Takamatsu Deng..."

A true stranger.

We can't even know each other's names, let alone... the memories and good times we had together... these things are all fake.

The reality is:

"The reality is that Chitose Noshiro and Tomoe Takamatsu have nothing to do with each other. It's just that poor Chitose Noshiro still can't fully understand the simulation as a simulation, which is why this ridiculous farce this morning happened."

Qiansui was muttering to the air, as if he was talking to the passing birds.

"Honestly, even if I saw Takamatsu Deng, what could I say? Should I say to her: Hi, hello, I'm your sister who fell to her death?"

"Or should I say: Hi, long time no see, I'm your colleague who was stabbed to death by the rule-free killer?"

Give me a break!

In the real world, the story lines of Takamatsu Tomori and Noshiro Chitose never intersected.

So... don't cause trouble anymore, Chitose, and go home.

Chitose Noshiro kept telling herself to go back, but the path in front of her seemed so real and familiar, and in every bush she could seem to see two little gray-haired girls playing.

Those are the broken dreams of the beautiful past.

"gone…"

A simulation is just a simulation.

A simulation is just a simulation, and what happens in the simulation is just a false story.