It was supposed to be a love simulation, so why are they also players?

"Welcome back."

The flaxen-haired girl spoke in a somewhat indifferent tone, her voice carrying the bitter taste of black tea. She glanced at Xia Mu and continued drinking her tea.

Take a small sip, then put it down.

Silence.

Are you angry?

"I'm sorry, Su Shi, I've kept you waiting."

He didn't rush to explain why he was late; what he needed to do more was apologize.

Sincerity is the sure winner.

"I'll ask, and you answer, is that alright?"

"Okay, you say."

"Why are you so late tonight? You're a full hour, ten minutes, and forty-five seconds late?"

During her midday nap, Nagasaki Motoyo had a terrible dream.

Everyone has forgotten Xia Mu; he seems to have vanished into thin air.

Only I remember everything.

As long as one doesn't sleep, one can observe Xia Mu's existence.

She forced herself to stay awake, determined not to fall asleep, and wanted to record Xia Mu's story in the limited time she had left.

only--

Xia Mu gave her a sedative tea.

She fell asleep and forgot.

Flipping through the diary, I felt both familiar and strange.

So, where will Xia Mu go? Will she be lonely?

Could it be that she's always by my side, but I can't see her?

Awakening from a dream

Looking at the pink-haired guitarist messing around, the cat-like guitarist sneaking food, the lead singer playing with pebbles with his head down, and the drummer watching "Xia Mumu's Story"...

Motoyo Nagasaki felt that her band was now hers for life.

After rehearsal ended.

I rushed here to see Xia Mu.

Then, I waited for a long time.

The black tea was slightly chilled.

The clock hands are still turning.

And Xia Mu finally returned.

Chapter 226 Please Look Closely at Me, Su Shi

Xia Mu.

Please look at me carefully.

Looking into my eyes!

Tell me why?

She would be jealous if it took this long because of another girl.

"I was almost hit by the wheelchair, but don't worry, a kind person pushed me out of the way..."

After giving a brief explanation of what had happened, he stood in the entryway, his shoe tips nervously grinding against the carpet's velvet.

Su Shi finally raised her head, but her gaze fell on the light pink band-aid on the back of his hand—the edge was printed with a familiar little penguin pattern, which was Gao Songdeng's favorite style.

"This isn't a lamp..."

She suddenly stopped, her memories flowing through her like an electric current.

"Wait, could it be that... from today..."

With his fingertips unconsciously stroking the rim of the cup, Detective Su Shi had already reached a conclusion.

"It's Kita Ikuyo, right?"

It really is related to other girls.

"Isn't it enough if I'm the only one?"

Why are you looking at other girls?

"Can't you only have me in your sight?"

"..."

"I think I've gone a bit too far."

In the instant before asking the question, Nagasaki Motoyo thought about many things.

"Yes, that's right."

Xia Mu nodded like a child who had done something wrong, secretly observing Su Shi's expression. The corners of her mouth still maintained a perfect curve, but the undercurrent in her eyes could not lie.

"Su Shi?"

"Ok?"

"Are you angry?"

Xia Mu tentatively took half a step closer, the soles of her shoes making a soft sound as they rolled over the doormat in the entryway.

"No, how could I possibly be angry with you?"

Nagasaki Motoyo tucked a strand of her long hair behind her ear and deliberately dragged out the last syllable of her voice.

But when she caught a glimpse of Xia Mu's left hand resting on the edge of the table, her breathing became erratic, and the corner of the band-aid sticking up felt like a thorn stuck in her heart.

I still care a lot.

It would be a lie to say I'm not angry.

But more than anything, there is worry.

Will it hurt?

Why couldn't I have known about this immediately?

why did not you tell me?

Therefore, she was somewhat unhappy.

"really?"

Xia Mu suddenly leaned down, placed his hands on the coffee table, and brought his face close to hers.

"Look into my eyes, Su Shi, I want to hear your true feelings, okay?"

The moment their eyes met, the defenses erected by the flaxen-haired girl crumbled.

"...All right."

She turned her face away, her voice as soft as a feather falling to the ground.

"I am a little... angry."

Nagasaki Motoyo continued, her fingertips unconsciously twisting the hem of her skirt:

"Coming back so late without even a message... I was afraid something might have happened to you. I'm sorry, I was too selfish..."

At the end, the words almost turned into a sigh.

"I understand. Su Shi is just concerned about me. I promise I'll let you know in advance if anything happens next time."

"Are you sure? You have to keep your word and not just disappear without a trace."

"Absolutely, and certainly. Liars must drink 1,145 cups of black tea."

Xia Mu held up five fingers.

"Then you probably won't like black tea again in your life... Anyway, welcome home, Xia Mu."

She stood up and gently straightened Xia Mu's slightly disheveled collar, like a virtuous newlywed wife.

"Well, I'm back."

In the kitchen, a young girl, now wearing a small apron, begins cooking dinner for the night.

comfortable.

Xia Mu, who wanted to help, was pushed out of the kitchen by Nagasaki Motoyo.

"We agreed on today, so let me do it. Xia Mu, you go and rest first."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Sitting on the sofa, Xia Mu opened her phone, ready to watch the new anime series "Little Princess Belial" this month.

It's black in front of you.

"The production team must really miss its home planet, Sphia."

I'm giving up watching anime and choosing to write instead.

I'm fantasizing again.

He fantasizes about writing a wildly popular book about Xia Mumu, becoming a sought-after novelist online, and quickly publishing physical books, comic book adaptations, anime, and even live-action TV series based on the novel.

It sounds really good.

Decided.

In the next simulation, you either become a novelist or the ultimate culinary master!

Are you coming?

The simulator popped up at just the right time.

"We'll talk about it tomorrow. There's something else to take care of tonight. I have a plan for Lugiel."

【? 】

[Want to elaborate?]

"I'll post a few articles online about navigating the dark prison, and this guy will see them sooner or later, guaranteed to break through his defenses."

This is a tactic of provoking someone.

【? 】

"I've even thought of a title: 'Whose Miss Lugiel Will Embrace the Light?'"

[You're ruthless! Whether it's the grotesque or the horror section, you post the article, I promote it. We're a perfect team; the prison will definitely be furious when they see this.]

"Pure Love Zone".

Before the meal, Xia Mu worked overtime and wrote a short essay. The female version of Lugiel knelt in front of the legendary Xia Mu and shouted, "Uncle, Coach Xia Mu, I really want to improve."

[Caw! Senior Xia Mu's move was too ruthless!]

Even simulators have to admit that Xia Mu is quite adept at disgusting his enemies.

I've started promoting your content.

[Strive to ensure that every electronic device sees an advertisement featuring your short essay.]

[Adding money? Paid VIP promotion? Impossible, the purpose of an emulator is to cheat! Cheat!!!]

[Done. 】

Ding---

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