In the anime love simulation, the scam of 10 billion

Mori Minami was silent for a moment, saying she still wouldn't forgive her for making such a rash decision. After asking you about her daughter's recent situation in a roundabout way, she hung up the phone.

Mu is unaware that her relationship with her mother has improved somewhat thanks to your manipulations, and she drags you along to check out the clubs that are recruiting new members.

When the seniors saw you, their voices got a little louder. Their intense gazes made Mu feel uncomfortable, and he huddled behind you like a cub. After you teamed up and looked around, you still couldn't find a club you liked, so you had to leave with regret.

[You continued your part-time job before college. Your jobs as a butler and a resident singer were your golden tools for making money.]

Your roommates don't understand your strange sleep schedule. You leave at dawn and return at dusk, spending less than two hours in the dorm. They're all curious about what you do when you go out.

One day, one of your roommates, unable to contain his curiosity, brought up the matter. The other roommates' eyes were all on you, both overtly and covertly. You didn't hide it, saying you were working part-time to pay for your studies, and they tactfully stopped asking questions.

[A virtual anchor's personal influence shouldn't be suspended for too long. After much deliberation, you decided to move out. Your new rental house is near the University of Tokyo. It's not cheap, but with your fan economy, it's not expensive either.]

You certainly wouldn't be so shortsighted as to rent a one-bedroom apartment. Considering your future girlfriend, you chose a two-bedroom, one-living room apartment with a private bathroom for your new home.

You thought about waiting until your relationship progressed to the romantic stage before bringing her in.

[Unexpected events always come before tomorrow. One time, she was waiting for you downstairs in the men's dormitory to eat, but she noticed that you were walking from the other end instead of coming down from upstairs. Being perceptive, she mentioned this issue to you while having lunch with you.]

You replied that you had moved out to live in a quiet environment, but you concealed the main reason.

[After all, your involvement in the virtual anchor industry is a shocking secret that you are destined to take with you to your grave. This concerns your reputation.]

To your surprise, she's been thinking about living with you for a while now. She says she's not interested in the interpersonal relationships in the dorm and sometimes finds them annoying. She just wants a quiet place to review what she's learned in her major.

You hesitated for a moment before agreeing. The woman has already shown her trust in you, so it would be impolite to overthink it. Besides, living together harmoniously is exactly what you want, so you can't find any reason to refuse.

[She used the money you sent her to pay the rent for the room she shared with you, and the fact that she was transferring money from one hand to the other made you laugh and cry.]

[This is the beginning of your cohabitation life. Your relationship has always been more than friends but less than lovers. Before the relationship is established, the rhythm and schedule of your life have not changed much.]

You'll still wake up early and ask her to go to class together. Compared to school life, the convenience of living together is immediately apparent. You don't have to walk downstairs to the girls' dormitory to wait for her to arrive. You can just go to her room and knock on the door, and you'll be greeted by a sleepy, dazed Mu.

You've already thoroughly mastered the basics of these courses, so all you do is play with your phone and sleep. Mu sits beside you, diligently taking notes and even acting as your ward, guarding you against the teacher's ganks.

[One time, you woke up and found a red bracelet on your hand. Mu shook the same bracelet on his fair wrist, and a special feeling appeared in his golden eyes.]

"I spent a long time choosing a bracelet. There was a promotion that day, and the store owner gave me an extra one. You're my only friend, so I'll give it to you."

[This lame excuse only reveals the girl's long-hidden admiration for you. It's as if you've been transported back to a simpler time before smartphones, when boyfriends and girlfriends could only express their affection through the most primitive form of writing.]

Some lies don't need to be exposed. You accepted Mu's kindness, and from that moment on, a small hole was broken in the relationship, and a substantial breakthrough seemed just around the corner.

[The opportunity to become lovers was sudden and natural.]

On January 14th, Mu's birthday, you secretly ordered a cake for her as a surprise.

[She happened to say she wanted to go out that day, and you thought it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so you agreed to go out with her.]

You went to Uji early in the morning, enjoying the matcha cake there, and then had a meal of yakitori. You stopped along the way, but considering that climbing Mount Uji would require a lot of energy, and with the sky gradually getting dark, you gave up the idea of ​​climbing the mountain and returned to the warmth of the cabin.

You urged Mu to go to bed early and not stay up late, as it's bad for his health.

Mu hesitated to speak. She had been waiting so long for you to mention her birthday, even if it was just a simple blessing. But after waiting for a while, you didn't say anything, just reminded her that she had classes tomorrow.

You didn't seem to care about her birthday at all. You accurately caught the disappointment in Mu's eyes. She sighed and silently turned back to her room.

[The custom-made large cake was delivered early by the diligent driver. You took the opportunity to bring it up while she was returning to her room.]

[Having hurriedly set up the scene props and ambient lighting, you knocked on her door and called her out in her pajamas.]

[When she stepped into the living room, the sudden light outage made Mu panic for a moment, and the sudden lighting of the ambient light made her scream out in surprise.]

The large cake on the table was particularly eye-catching, with her name clearly written on it with chocolate chips.

You shouted "Happy Birthday" loudly, even though it was a bit disturbing, but in order to make the beautiful woman smile, you didn't care about these details.

[Under the pale yellow light, Mu gently covered his mouth and shrugged his shoulders a few times.]

[You lean over and see the girl's eyes are visibly red. She forces herself to calm down, sits on the sofa in front of the cake, closes her eyes, clasps her hands together, and makes a wish.]

She solemnly recited her wish: "I don't like Nagasaki Yushin."

You froze, and under her affectionate gaze, your mind finally came to its senses.

[If you say your wish out loud, it won't come true. In other words, she can't wait to tell you that she likes you.]

【On your birthday night, you became lovers. 】

[Perhaps it was the blessing of love that allowed her and you to successfully pass the internal assessment and join the medical department.]

Mu had already chosen her postgraduate major during her undergraduate studies, choosing the cardiovascular field within the Department of Internal Medicine.

[After hearing the name from her mouth, you touched your chest, wondering if your heart had just phantomly ached. After thinking about it, you realized it was probably just an illusion.]

141. The Melancholy of Nagasaki Suyo

A pile of photos lay scattered on the table, all of them were photos of the same person.

It is impossible for a person to have only one identity from birth to death. He is an employee in the company, a driver when driving, a child in front of his parents, and a parent in front of his children. He will show different faces in different situations.

In the eyes of Nagasaki Suyo, Nagasaki Yushin has no secrets. The fact that he has several jobs can only be hidden from the girl he lives with who is torn between studies and love.

In his own impression, he can often be described with a popular internet term - a warm man, not the kind that stands behind a dog, but the kind that can stand behind her. Well, it's better not to fantasize about some things.

There were also times when I argued with her due to differences in opinions. In short, it was the rebelliousness and frivolity unique to teenagers.

The question is, who can tell her why a rich young man would become a butler or a resident singer in a bar, and is he so short of money that he would do such a messy job?

Cut off his living expenses and go straight to the other extreme. If he has the ability to go to Tokyo University, why not be a tutor? How did he go astray?

The collected photos show that Nagasaki Yushin is only selling his skills and looks for the time being. What if he can't resist the temptation and is reduced to selling his body? Where are his morals, values, addresses, and menu prices?

She knocked her head and thought she shouldn't have clicked on the Korean drama "My Mom's Friend" that Xiangzi sent her. She was always influenced by some of the outrageous plots in the drama.

Nagasaki Suyo picked up another envelope on the table and took out another piece of intelligence collected by the private detective. The intelligence consisted of several simple parts, a few pictures, a bank statement report, and an investigation summary form.

She stroked the expressionless light green-haired girl in the photo, and memories flooded back like a tide. Fragments of distant memories recorded the few interactions she had with the girl, a superficial classmate relationship in the real world.

After looking through the summary of the adopted son's bank transaction report, I found that an astonishing amount of money was transferred into the girl's account, which was then used to pay for her tuition and living expenses at the University of Tokyo.

After a final glance at the survey summary sheet, Mu and Youxin's relationship in this simulation was clearly revealed under her nose.

Nagasaki Suyo was a little surprised. She thought that Yushin had reached an unclean relationship with some girl that was similar to a money transaction, and that he needed a large sum of money to support the girl's excessive consumption. Unexpectedly, the truth was revealed, and it was him who paid for Yushin to go to the University of Tokyo.

The answer was unexpected but reasonable, and she felt a little relieved. There was nothing wrong with the Nagasaki family's education. No matter how poor they were, they had to stick to certain principles and not go along with the crowd.

It turns out that my adopted son took those part-time jobs with a bad reputation for the sake of harmony. His original intention and starting point were good, but wasn't the way he executed it too casual?

Nagasaki Suyo wanted to make a phone call to stop his part-time job, but her finger paused when it slid to the familiar portrait.

From starting from scratch to becoming a wealthy man, she has never bowed her head to anyone. He was the one who comforted herself, so there was no reason for her to comfort him.

Nagasaki Suyo frowned slightly. She realized that when her adopted son was a baby, he could still show off his mother's power. But when he reached the legal working age, the most commonly used economic cut-off strategy was not very effective. Not to mention now, the amount he earned far exceeded the salary of normal work.

The child he had taken with him had grown into a financially independent boy, and the threats that had always worked were just empty talk without any deterrent power to him.

Nagasaki Suyo curled up on the sofa, hugging her calves with her hands and her chin resting on her knees. The blue sky in her eyes was covered by thick haze. She was caught in a dilemma between her mother's majesty and Youxin's return. The key point was that she might not get what she wanted even if she chose it, and it all depended on Master Youxin's mood.

Damn it, when had she ever been in such a passive situation?

Nagasaki Suyo messed up her already messy long hair even more. Without Yuxin to comb her hair, she was too lazy to take care of it. After all, women dress up to please themselves. That person is no longer by her side. Who should she show her good image to? Her mother?

I’m not used to it at all. My adopted son’s service of waking me up, combing my hair, massaging my shoulders and feet are all gone!

No, there is still service, but the service target is not her. There are other girls enjoying the privileges that belong only to her. The smile will not disappear, it will only be transferred to another person's face. She should have known this long ago.

"time to eat."

After preparing the meal, Ms. Nagasaki called upstairs, but her daughter didn't come down. She wondered if Su Shi was asleep and didn't hear her.

She untied her apron, went upstairs, and called out to her daughter who was sitting with her knees hugged. She was still unaware until she patted her daughter on the shoulder, and Su Shi finally came to her senses.

"What's wrong, Mom?"

"I called you to eat two or three times, why are you still sitting here in a daze?"

"Really? Sorry, I got distracted. I'll be right there."

Ms. Nagasaki realized that something was seriously wrong with her daughter. As for the reason, it was not easy to guess. Apart from the son who ran away from home, who else could have made Su Shi so uneasy?

My daughter is already of this age, why does she live like a teenage girl? I want Youxin to come back but I can't bring myself to do it, so I can only let her act as a mouthpiece for both mother and son. Now the mouthpiece doesn't work anymore. What a sin she has committed.

If you continue to be so stubborn, it will lead to regrets.

Ms. Nagasaki could only complain in her heart. If her advice went against her daughter's ears, she would be the second one to be kicked out of the house, and she would not even have money to buy alcohol.

There were two people, three stools and four dishes at a table. Without even saying "I'm starting to eat", the chopsticks started moving.

Nagasaki Suyo glanced at the empty seat, picked up the fish and put it into her mouth. It had no taste and was very bland. Had her mother's cooking skills declined?

While chewing on the delicious sea fish, I thought about the relationship between Mu and Yushin.

She missed a very important point. How could a girl who could make Youxin devote all his energy to supporting her college tuition and living expenses be an ordinary person? How far has their relationship progressed?

If she neglects it and leaves it alone, she may face the ultimate contradiction that is even more terrible than the impure physical relationship formed by monetary transactions, that is, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship that troubles countless families!

Wait, love and marriage are two different things. Why do you assume that they are already married? You are thinking too far ahead.

To be honest, when she adopted Nagasaki Yushin, she thought that he would get married, set up a new family of his own, and live with other girls. At that time, she was still very generous and didn't care whether he married whoever he wanted. The interest in her account alone was enough for Yushin's family to live for a lifetime.

But when the fantasy was about to come true, Nagasaki Suye felt very uncomfortable, as if the big cucumber she had raised with great effort was picked by Xiao Mu by climbing over the wall.

His young and strong physique and gentle and caring personality all benefited Xiao Mu and turned into a fine wedding dress.

How reluctant! Nagasaki Suyo wailed inwardly, even having the illegal urge to capture Yushin and imprison him for the rest of his life.

Ms. Nagasaki noticed her absent-minded look and sighed softly.

If I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place? All the persuasion failed to change her stubbornness in cutting off Youxin's living expenses, and in the end, she had caused this scene, neither advancing nor retreating, and had put herself in an embarrassing position.

Impulse is the devil. Emotional decisions often cannot hurt others but can only hurt yourself.

My daughter's life was going too smoothly. She was invincible in the business war, but she encountered a heavy blow and was stunned for a moment. She entered a confused period of doubting her life.

Rather than expecting the daughter to lower her stance and beg Youxin to come back, it is more likely that Youxin still has filial piety and cannot bear to see his lonely mother left at home, so he returns.

Perhaps it was Ms. Nagasaki's piety that moved the gods, but Yushin's return happened sooner than they had imagined, today!

It’s a pity that it wasn’t me in person, but a phone call from me. However, for Nagasaki Suyo, who had been suffering from drought for a long time, a phone call was like a downpour from heaven, which was enough!

The haze in her eyes was swept away, and a charming luster that had not appeared in a long time flashed in her eyes. She hurriedly took out her vibrating mobile phone, slid the virtual button to answer the call, lifted her hair that was in the way, and carefully placed the phone to her ear, waiting for the speaker to emit the familiar voice that she had been longing for.

"Moses Moses?"

Nagasaki Suyo was cheered up. I finally waited for you. I'm glad I didn't give up.

There are few people here, and Yushin only needs to apologize to her, and the previous university dispute will be over. It is not impossible to put an end to it and put an end to the grudges. He can still be her filial son when he comes back, and the door of the Nagasaki family will always be open to him.

"I'm here. If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. I'm very busy now."

Damn, how come the words turned out like this? I clearly wanted to mend the relationship between mother and son...

But when she thought of his harmonious cohabitation, Nagasaki Suyo couldn't control herself. Her tone was stiff but also contained a sense of resentment that could not be ignored, as if she was blaming him for not calling her earlier.

"If I remember correctly, today is our day off. Are you really busy? Then I'm hanging up."

"Wait a minute! I can still spare some time for you despite my busy schedule. Tell me what you have to say in advance. How come you still have such a severe procrastination problem even after entering college?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone; her reaction was somewhat unexpected.

"I'm in love. I'll bring her home to meet you someday."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Nagasaki Suyo was annoyed. The kid called her just to tell her that he was going to bring his girlfriend back. He didn't care about his mother's recent situation, nor did he focus on repairing family relationships. He just wanted to prove that he was still loved even though he left home?

"All this time just for this. Okay, I get it. Let it be. You're already strong and financially independent now, so it doesn't really matter whether we meet or not."

"Can you please speak properly?" The tone on the other end of the phone became serious.

"Why didn't I say anything nice?! I wholeheartedly support you dating. Woohoo! You even work part-time to help your girlfriend with her tuition and living expenses. What a touching relationship! I'm your girlfriend, and I'm kneeling down to propose to you. Hurry up and get married, get a marriage certificate, and have kids. Let me retire early and enjoy a slow life."

Nagasaki Suyo opened the clamp in a second and switched to the authentic Tsukinomori accent that would give goose bumps to even gods. The accent was already full of yin and yang, and it was extremely lethal.

"It seems there is no need to talk anymore. Actually, you misunderstood. I brought my girlfriend back mainly for my mother-in-law to meet her. It has nothing to do with you."

"Nagasaki Yushin!"

"Also, how did you know I was working part-time to earn tuition? Are you investigating me?"

Nagasaki Suyo sighed inwardly, "Oh no! How did I let it slip? What should I do? I need to find a way to fix it. Got it! Just make up a little story."

"I can't believe that after so much time, you're still so controlling of me. It seems I made the right decision to run away from home. There's nothing more to talk about, so let's end it here."