In the anime love simulation, the scam of 10 billion

"I'm not trying to be stubborn. I have a mother and a wife who love me. I've achieved success in my studies and career. Looking back on my life, I haven't been mediocre, nor do I have any flaws or regrets. I've also talked about those little conflicts. Death came a little too quickly, but I do feel that my life has been complete."

"As for the overseas assignment, there's no need to dwell on it. I can't just sit back and watch patients cry out in pain. No matter how many times I have to do it again, my choice will remain the same."

After hearing this, Nagasaki Suyo lowered her eyes. She really didn't expect that Youxin could accept the fact that he was about to leave the world so quickly. Compared to them who found it difficult to let go, the patient was very open-minded.

How to start the conversation next? She thought of the wedding that was ignored in the corner.

"Then are you going to get married?" She considered it for a moment, observing his expression.

"Knot!"

Nagasaki Yushin didn't hesitate at all. He would not say nonsense like Mu deserves a better man. Who would be so generous as to share his wife with others? This was just a simulation. Being a widow was not an excessive request.

Of course, if it were real, it would be even worse. He would exercise every day to prevent diseases, max out his physical fitness and lifespan, and see if he could get a skill that would make him immortal, so that he could be a couple for life.

He came to interpret the new usage of the term "mortal", which means immortal.

A wedding followed by a funeral? Nagasaki Yushin found it quite amusing that he speed-ran through the two largest ceremonies for ordinary people, setting a record for speed-running the entire Earth Online experience.

That was the process he defined for Earth Online. Giving birth to offspring was called DLC. Asano Yushin's process in the simulation was formulaic: birth, CCB (love/marriage), and death.

Nagasaki Suyo opened her mouth. Was Mu so important to him? Without even a hint of hesitation, he would be lying if he said he wasn't jealous. How could he agree so quickly?

Seeing her surprised look, Nagasaki Yushin smiled and said, "I have made two beautiful ladies sad. In the remaining time I have, I will definitely do my best to make you happy. I don't think Mu will like a groom who is absent because he is afraid of death."

He said this with a gentlemanly sense of humor, and it also confirmed that he did have a clear understanding of death.

"You sound so nice, but I don't believe it." Nagasaki Suye's heart moved slightly, and she wanted to take this opportunity to open Pandora's box.

"Then may I ask, pretty lady, what can I do for you to please you?"

Changji Youxin walked into her trap with great openness, not realizing that he was about to face head-on the evil thoughts that had accumulated over decades.

Nagasaki Suyo racked her brains to think of what to say. How could she express the dirty thoughts hidden in her heart that shocked the world?

Low EQ, please give me a chance, don’t force me to kneel down and beg you, doesn’t it make you seem too depressed.

High EQ, Youxin, come to my room, let's play a little game of a tadpole looking for its mother. This will overdraw her credit points, but it is the only chance in this life, and it is useless to save the points if you don't use them.

"Is it some unspeakable wish? I haven't finished reading half of that comic yet. Why don't you write it on the last page? If I have the ability to fulfill it, I will give it to the beautiful lady. If I can't, then the comic will have to be buried under thick dust and forgotten by the world along with me."

Nagasaki Yushin naturally noticed the other party's expression changing several times. It must be a request that was difficult to evaluate, so he deliberately came up with a tactful way to allow her to maintain her dignity.

He handed over the comic and waited for Su Shi to ask a question.

Nagasaki Suyo gave him a long look, wondering if Yushin had guessed her secret wish and had left a way for her to express her feelings. It turned out that Yushin was already impatient, and she had kept him waiting.

She let out a long sigh, picked up her pen, and scribbled on the last page of the comic.

Half a minute later, Nagasaki Yushin took the comic from her and began to read the rest of the book with great anticipation until he turned to the last page.

The content written by Nagasaki Motoyo is a bit scattered, and it is difficult to understand what it means at first, but it becomes easy to understand later on. It can even be said to be a bit explicit, and the words convey the straightforward meaning of "lettuce and vanilla paste".

Nagasaki Yushin's face twisted. Doesn't this combination make it just a piece of writing written by Vanilla Yushin?

At the end, it was an uncontrollable outburst of personal emotions, please watch the vcr......

"Yuxinyuxinyuxinyuxinyuxinyuxinyuxinyuxinyuxinyuxinyuxinyuxinyuxinyuxinyuxinyuxinyuxinyuxin"

It was terrifying! He closed the comic without changing his expression. It was a truly explosive ending. After his charm value was maxed out, he once thought that the girls who were bewitched by his charm were superficial. After reading the small request described by Nagasaki Suyo, he felt that superficiality was not unacceptable.

I thought Nagasaki Suyo was not affected by her charm value, but now it seems that it is just the opposite. She is already terminally ill. Therefore, I can't see much abnormality, and it's all piled up in her heart.

This was the first time he had heard of a breakup run, even though he had heard of a life-and-death run.

To give or not to give? He frowned, thinking about this serious and terrible question that was not tolerated by the world.

"Just kidding~ Youxin, don't force yourself. I don't really want to, but I just thought that it would be nice if you could leave something behind before you leave. It's okay if you don't agree, I won't force you."

Nagasaki Suyo was very embarrassed and kept playing with her hair. Her eyes were as dark as a pool of water, deep and bottomless.

The beginning was fine, but after hearing the latter part, coupled with her classic little actions, Nagasaki Yushin understood immediately that if he didn't agree, she would force it.

"Comics, here you go!"

He handed the manga back to Nagasaki Suyo, an unremarkable gesture.

154. I have loved you till the very end, isn’t that enough?

[On a sunny day with a vast sea, you and your partner held a unique seaside wedding.]

We chose a holiday when everyone was free, and our four most important family members and friends, Shoko Toyokawa, Minami Mori, Motoyo Nagasaki, and Ms. Nagasaki, arrived as planned.

The location is a summer villa on a famous island. To save trouble, Nagasaki Suyo bought the entire island. The sly smile on her face makes you realize that you have more than one promise to fulfill on this island.

You put on a tailor-made suit, and white tulips swayed beautifully, accompanying you on your wedding journey in their own unique way.

The lazy sunlight sprinkled on the old white threshold, casting a golden glow on the iris on your chest. Following the stone path beneath your feet, you followed the small instructions provided by the wedding team and arrived at the lawn.

Your bride holds her mother's hand, your affection becoming the finishing touch to her glassy eyes. The doll comes alive, becoming a living human with all the emotions of love, hate, and vengeance. She is no longer the flower at the mercy of others, but a lovely little cucumber with a unique personality.

[At the command of the broadcast, you walked with a firm step towards your future bride.]

The wedding team on either side held up beautiful umbrellas to shield the bride and groom from the overly aggressive sunlight. Family members and friends on either side took flower petals from baskets and sprinkled them on you with their blessings.

Petals strewn across the checkered lawn, you peacefully walk onto the "sea." It's a pool of water with a cyan-blue tiled background, creating a sea-like visual effect. It's a favorite location for countless photographers, and no matter how you shoot, the result is always a good one.

You hold hands together and recite your vows to each other. The wedding host places a red cloth on the backs of your hands and offers heartfelt blessings.

You kissed. Although you had rehearsed it countless times before, this time it was different. No extraneous tricks or techniques, just a simple kiss, just enough to make it last. It was just a formality, a kiss of promise without any lust.

Love doesn't need a reason; it requires tacit understanding. You gaze into each other's eyes and recite the promise in unison. The promise is a spiritual word that even ordinary people can use.

Mori Minami was the first to applaud. She was filled with emotion at her daughter's marriage. She'd married a good husband, met a truly wealthy woman, and had a promising future in medicine. She was already satisfied. She believed her daughter was born to be a swan; being an ugly duckling wasn't her destiny. She had no idea her death was imminent, but felt her mission was accomplished, and now she could focus on her own life.

Nagasaki Suyo forced a polite smile. Thinking of the funeral later, she felt inexplicably sad. Today was everyone's best day, and soon, the worst day would be over.

[Some people cannot be loved and cannot wait for, some people are sorry and it is too late. 】

[Toyokawa Shoko laments that she used to be able to pinch your butt, but now she can't touch you for fear of being misunderstood.]

"Congratulations on your wedding!" Mu's friends from the hospital and your colleagues from your part-time job in Tokyo shouted out their congratulations.

The azure sea beyond the lawn was calm. This wasn't a fluke, but a result of careful forecasting. The wedding company had dispatched a small team to analyze the island's weather.

[As long as you have enough money, we can arrange any wedding for you, whether it's Western, Chinese, or Japanese, ensuring it's authentic. 99% of the obstacles in the world are caused by insufficient funds.]

You and your bride had a wonderful evening.

Due to tight schedules, Minami Mori rushed back to work, and Shoko Toyokawa also had to return to the Toyokawa family home. Mutsu didn't indulge in fleeting happiness. She knew that living longer without experiencing so much pain required a high level of skill, so she immediately contacted senior professionals at the forefront of related fields.

The only ones left on the island were you and Nagasaki Suyo, who had postponed their return to mainland Japan by a day. Nagasaki was also called back by her good daughter to take care of the Nagasaki family's hygiene.

[There's no need to say more about the rest. No one knows how you fulfilled Nagasaki Suyo's wish.]

[To briefly summarize, the following points are given.]

[Rouge is as thin as snow and as fragrant as water, while jade is high and glowing in the night.]

[The red face is filled with shame as she weeps tears, and the jade plate is slightly filled with sweet wine.]

[A pair of mandarin ducks sleep together in the quilt, a pear tree overshadows a crabapple tree.]

[The merchant woman knows not the sorrow of losing her country, she still sings across the river and stops singing.]

Nagasaki Motoyo finally realized how incredible your physical fitness was. You could recover to full health in just half an hour. She was considered a brave warrior, but unfortunately, she couldn't keep up with your recovery speed.

Nagasaki Suyo felt as helpless as if she had stumbled into a buffet restaurant. Her stomach had just been filled with food when a new layer of thick white soup was added, causing the soup to splash and overflow onto the floor.

Happy times are always short-lived. So much has accumulated over the past few decades. She thought it was just the beginning, but you saw the end, and with a feeling in your heart, you pressed the pause button on your island life.

You told her you wanted to go home.

Nagasaki Suyo's face instantly turned pale, her body swaying. She had been clamoring for a fight a second before, but now her energy and spirit had completely vanished. She slumped down, listlessly letting you pass and stuffing two black women's suitcases into the suitcase.

[Back home, you stayed quietly, familiarizing yourself with every corner of the Nagasaki family home. This large villa still retains your traces. The layout of your room has not changed at all. It must be that Nagasaki Suyo specifically instructed you to do so.]

Your breathing becomes labored, and the symptoms you experienced when you first woke up reappear. You sense that time is running out, and in the dead of night, you follow the familiar route you used to sneak out as a teenager and leave Nagasaki's house.

"You're here?"

【"I am coming."】

"I knew you would come."

"Of course I'll come. I never break my promise. I bear the name of Nagasaki."

You meet up with the jewelry store owner you agreed to meet. Even though you're wearing bear pajamas and a Pikachu nightcap, he doesn't dare underestimate you because you're the only son of the Nagasaki family. Even if you were running naked, he'd still praise you for dedicating yourself to art.

[The bald, middle-aged man with a big belly in front of you flatteringly offers you the items you ordered, but you wave your hand, declining the transaction.]

He looked puzzled, not understanding what you meant. You handed the note you had written long ago to his palm. He suddenly understood and made an OK gesture.

"Mr. Nagasaki truly has a unique understanding of romance."

He flattered me with all sorts of flattery, turning a simple delay in delivery into a sophisticated display of petty bourgeoisism that leaves you feeling ashamed.

The darkness of the Nagasaki family wasn't shown much in this simulation. Your mother's low profile made you overlook her terrifying influence. As her nominal son, you were able to live a life of extreme luxury beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

You return to your Nagasaki home, the uneasiness in your chest reminding you that your time for a resurgence is running out.

The next morning, you woke up feeling dizzy and drowsy. Seeing your drowsy appearance, Ms. Nagasaki realized something was wrong and touched your forehead, which was burning intensely. With a fever, Ms. Nagasaki rushed you to the hospital as quickly as possible.

[In a trance, you seem to see the doctor call Nagasaki Suyo away from the bed and ask her to sign a document.]

You finally understand that this dying body has reached its limit. If it weren't for your extraordinary willpower, you wouldn't be able to hold on until now.

Your wife and adoptive mother rushed to your bedside and stayed by your side.

Seeing you close your eyes several times, Nagasaki Suyo became increasingly flustered, mumbling a bunch of random things in an attempt to wake you up and keep you from falling asleep.

[Mu holds your hand tightly. No matter what the result of the surgery is, she will face it with you.]

You feel helpless. You've tried your best to satisfy their wishes these past few days, but at the last moment, you realize they were just pretending to let it go, unable to accept your destined fate.

"Don't you always like to disobey me? Why are you obeying me now? Wake up! You keep saying you love me, but if you really love me, you won't leave me alone."

Nagasaki Motoyo's provocation was clumsy and unbearable to watch, but it was indeed effective. You were amused by her. You've watched too much anime, right? You think love and some kind of bond can transcend life and death, right?

"I've loved you until the very end. Isn't that enough?"

You screamed hoarsely, using all your strength, then collapsed on the hospital bed, your organs frantically sounding alarms.

[A burst of hurried footsteps reached your eardrums, and you realized that the true mourners had arrived. Su Shi, whose computer was down, was pulled out of the ward by Muhe Nurse.]

[After taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and waited for his destined fate to come.]

[Before the professional team could even start the operation, your heart stopped beating.]

【you are dead. 】

Tens of thousands of tons of rainwater poured down upon the world like an overturned basin. The black team crowded onto a road, gradually moving up along the winding road.

Nagasaki Suyo was wearing a black women's suit, her lipstick-coated lips were as bright as a ghost in the rain, and her veil hung down, covering her ice-blue eyes.

Ms. Nagasaki was at an age where her body was decaying, and she did not force her mother. Over the years, she had forgiven her devastated mother. Besides, Yushin was dead, and there were only two close relatives left around her, so she would naturally treat her mother well.

She opened a thick black umbrella herself. It was because Mu's height had already been determined. Otherwise, given his status, she wouldn't have to do it herself. Mu would just have to take over Ms. Nagasaki's nanny position.

Mu was not as stubborn as Youxin. He had long since left the hospital that worked around the clock, and the name Dr. Mu was lost in the long river of history.

Mu chose to live with her. The three women were a drama, and it was more like they were licking each other's wounds to ease the pain of someone's death.

The three of them walked in extremely steady steps to the tombstone of Nagasaki Yushin. They did not say a word the whole time. Cold and serious was the most appropriate atmosphere, and no jokes were allowed.

The man with black gloves took the chrysanthemums prepared by his men and gently placed them in front of his tombstone. The bouquet of chrysanthemums was soon wet by the rain. The merciless rain turned into thousands of rain arrows that shattered the delicate petals and then glued them together, just like a porcelain doll that was broken and glued together again.

Nagasaki Yushin's last words still linger in her ears. Nagasaki Suyo was stunned at the time, and when she came to her senses and wanted to refute, it was too late.

She wanted to say that there was no point in loving until the last moment. What she wanted was eternity.

A commotion brought Nagasaki Suyo out of her chaotic thoughts. She frowned slightly. Who is so tactless as to dare to disturb her at this time? He wants to be turned into a concrete pillar, right?

"who is it?"

The subordinate gritted his teeth and said the extremely unfamiliar name, indicating that the man was there to deliver something.

Nagasaki Suyo stood there, thinking for a long time, and finally found the identity of this name in a corner of her memory. Wasn't it the jewelry company she had worked with? Why did they come to her at this critical moment?

She cast an inquiring look at Mu, who shook his head, denying her guess.

If it wasn't Mu, who else could it be? Don't tell her it was Ms. Nagasaki. She didn't quite believe that someone so old and ugly could have a second chance at life.

If he came here specifically to disrupt things, Nagasaki Suyo would tell him what it meant to die.

The man who came rode a motorcycle and drove straight through the rain. His fierce momentum did not seem like he was delivering something, but like Batman's butler delivering equipment to Batman.