MyGO!!! I am the succubus Xiaoxiang?

friend?

Looking at Saki-chan's well-behaved appearance, she recalled her past and her identity.

Chu Hua wanted to rebel against something for the first time.

The rarer something is, the better.

The more precious it is.

Only Saki-chan.

No one can take it away.

This has been true from beginning to end.

"Hey! Chuhua!" Xiangzi suddenly shouted.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Chu Hua quickly replied.

"Where are we going to play later?" Xiangzi asked.

"Huh?" I originally intended to follow the instructions on the note in my hand to explore the area.

However, for no apparent reason, Chu Hua suddenly became unwilling.

This is my own little Xiang, and these memories belong to me. I'm reliving them by following in the footsteps of others.

"I...I don't know." But for Hatsuka, who rarely went out, her leisure time was spent thinking about Saki-chan in her room.

Where to go? That's a good question.

"Hmm! Let's go to the maid cafe, let's go to the amusement park!"

"Eh?"

"When Hatsuka first came to Tokyo, she told me that she had worked in a maid cafe and that one day she would let me experience it. I even said to her, why don't you try it yourself? You said you would come with me if you had the chance."

"Huh?" Chu Hua immediately recalled.

It seems that this incident did indeed occur during my conversation with Xiangzi.

"As for the Ferris wheel! Didn't you say in your tweet last month that you saw a Ferris wheel and felt that the view of Tokyo from a Ferris wheel must be amazing?"

"Eh? When?"

"It was the 19th of last month, I think!"

"Huh?" Chu Hua opened her phone, scrolled to her Twitter account, and recalled that day when she was out filming and saw the Ferris wheel in the amusement park. Partly because she wanted to maintain her idol's approachable image, and partly because she wanted to post something a little lazy, she posted her thoughts about the Ferris wheel.

But at that time, Xiangzi hadn't met him yet, had he?

"Hehehe~" Facing Chu Hua's gaze, Xiangzi scratched his head, "Well, I saw it one day."

Working the night shift alone, working alone, is always boring.

If you stand still and do nothing, you'll feel sleepy.

Sleeping at work is not a good habit.

So, although I really don't want to say it.

However, Xiangzi actually quite likes the short videos shared by Aiyin, even though they are always a jumbled mess.

However, it always manages to kill a little bit of the boring and tedious work time.

And in the remaining boredom, in the quiet of life where one thinks about all sorts of things.

Xiangzi was always afraid of his future.

I'm afraid to look back on the past, or even on my present.

However, Twitter, and all sorts of message sharing.

Seeing how happy my friends are today, and seeing where they've been.

Think about how happy everyone is, think about how they smile.

Aine went on vacation with her parents. She complained that while they were having fun, her parents suddenly told the waiter that there were only two of them, completely forgetting that she was with them. Aine stood there with her hands on her hips, looking at her uncle and aunt with a helpless expression. Finally, she complained, "I was just an accident, right?!" and then she was laughed at.

He replied to each of Su Shi's text messages, watching her talk about her life, what she had encountered, how Xiao Mu was doing at school, and then he imagined Xiao Mu growing cucumbers.

Lixi's posts are all about sharing sheet music and various exercises, and also secretly sharing them with the penguin that Deng shared with him.

Imagine how happy Deng looks, and how expectant Lixi is.

And so, thinking of my friends' happiness and joy, I made myself a little happier, and that's how I got through the night.

As a result, Xiangzi found that he seemed to be able to feel everyone's joys and sorrows more easily, and to empathize with them. In this way, his friends could feel happy and joyful more easily.

Like now.

Chu Hua looked at herself, pulled her clothes tighter, and leaned against herself.

"Saki-chan!"

Xiangzi looked at Chuhua on his body, and the other person suddenly hugged him tightly, taking deep breaths repeatedly.

What's wrong?

No, shouldn't I say I seem very heavy-hearted?

Xiangzi was somewhat self-aware.

But not much.

For example, Chu Hua now thinks about how Xiangzi has always been understanding and caring about him, while he himself has always been in his own world, completely unaware of and uncaring about the other person.

Just in my own world...

I want to care for Saki-chan and love her.

Ok.

Now, Hatsuka's love for Saki-chan's flavor is etched into her very soul.

. . . . . .

"Are you there?"

"what?"

"What are you doing?"

"Huh? I, I, I'm training!! Didn't I say we train on the weekend? What about you?"

"...Can you be a cat?"

"Ha! Are you crazy?! Hailing, are you... really me?"

"It's nothing, just kidding."

"Ha! You, you...you haven't gone crazy, have you?"

Hai Ling looked at her phone, then glanced at the two people on the other end.

friend?

What is a friend?

. . . . . .

not understand.

He acted as if it were perfectly normal, but why was he like this?

I also want to be cared for and looked after like this, and to be loved like this.

Yawata Kairin lowered her head.

How can someone say these things so casually?

It seems that bands like this and friends like these are the only things that are natural and ordinary.

But my life, my band, isn't like that, is it?

P.S.: Well, I originally thought that having a general plot would make the writing flow smoothly.

However, I had absolutely no intention of going out to play.

I've almost forgotten all my memories of interacting with friends.

I used to have a fixed team with my friends to play FF14, but after I started working, everyone stopped talking to each other, and it even seemed like they were playing FF14 with other people.

Even the time before last, they asked me about copying the equipment and key bindings for support characters.

They were playing FF14 with other people.

Although I told them to find someone else to live with, I didn't have time to go online.

However, as expected, going to work can alienate one's life.

I can no longer write about the joy of going out and having fun.

QAQ.

Chapter 53 I hope you love yourself

Perhaps because they are unaware of dreams, wanderers chase after illusions.

He followed closely behind the two.

They clearly said they were going to experience MYGO's project from yesterday.

however.

He started following behind everyone again.

Yawata Kairin didn't understand.

However, as she followed behind the other person, Hachiman Kairin gradually realized what she wanted.

Because of past hurts, I dare not confide my feelings; because I once thought that what I did would cause the band to fall apart, I stopped joining the band.

Is this really true?

Yawata Kairin looked at her phone, at the group chats she had joined with countless bands.

Then she looked up at the girl at the door.

Toyokawa Shoko's outfit today was the same as always, except that compared to this time, her fair calves were visible beneath the skirt, and her bubble socks accentuated her innocent charm.

Wearing small leather shoes, her two pigtails draped lightly over her shoulders and back. The midday sun was too dazzling, and the steel city reflected it brightly enough, causing the girl to raise her hand to shield her eyes. However, the sunlight filtering through her fingers did not shine as brightly as in her eyes.

He casually picked up small stones from the road and kicked them aside.

Seeing my friend come out of the store, the corners of my mouth immediately turned up, and I followed closely behind, almost walking or jumping, and suddenly I clung to him, hugged his arms and walked forward.

"You truly understand the definition of 'unique'—it's not as simple as breathing."

The fresh scent of oranges, emanating from youth and young girls, seemed to be carried by the wind right in front of me.

But there was no wind.

There were no young girls either.

The fresh scent of oranges was the same scent that the girl who had pulled him along that day smelled like.

Youth is the youth of the person sitting behind you, your classmates, and the people you're watching.

Yawata Kairin picked up her phone.

Perhaps I really should take the initiative.

Between her brows and eyes was the girl who was holding her hand.

Perhaps, if we just try to be more proactive, things will be different, and maybe we'll find something that belongs to us.

Hai Ling looked at the blue-haired girl and then at the blonde girl.

She will have her own Mona Lisa, her own Toyokawa Shoko.

. . . . . .

The crowds coming and going on the streets were exceptionally surging.

After all, it might be the only day off for a working person. After sleeping in, I hurriedly felt that this was a rare day off and I couldn't just waste it, so I made plans to go out with some people.