MyGO!!! I am the succubus Xiaoxiang?

"A trusted brand?" Hailing looked at the phone charm on her hand and then at Xiangzi.

"What's wrong? You said before that I wanted everyone to trust me, rely on me, and believe in me, and that I would make the band successful!" Xiangzi said, hands on his hips, mimicking someone.

"...You still remember everything!"

"Because Hailing was so cool back then! And she really did her best, so please don't be sad anymore. I think I'm still better and cuter than them, and so is Xiaomu."

"..." Hai Ling looked up at Xiang Zi, who was concerned about her, reached out and took the little blue octopus from her hand, placing her trust in it.

"It should be the me you trust, and also, the core of my band, the little blue octopus!"

Hailing smiled.

He stepped forward and followed behind Xiangzi.

It is precisely because of these reasons that I am reluctant to part with the band.

That's why I...

I'm sorry, Lixi, but I'm sorry.

He subconsciously took a step forward and looked at Xiangzi, realizing that he had never asked Xiangzi what he liked.

"Hey, Xiao Xiang, what do you want? I'll buy it for you."

"I'm still quite wealthy."

"...No need!" Xiangzi replied immediately.

"Hmm? That's not what I meant. It's just that you gave me something I liked, and I wanted to give it back to you, even if it's just a small, similar decoration."

Hailing looked at Xiangzi and followed him.

"No need, Hailing. We agreed to make money and not to invest so much emotion in each other, okay? We agreed on that."

. . . . . .

Excessive!

Even though you love someone, take care of someone, and care about someone in your heart.

However, when others want to do something, you push them away.

Is it only now that you're saying this?

hateful!

you!!

Excessive!

However, if I cross the line, what if I drive Xiangzi away?

Then I would never be able to stay by their side again.

. . . . . .

For no reason, I always felt that the girl in front of me was like a cat, wanting me when she wanted me, and not wanting me when she didn't.

Want to say something.

Then they heard it coming from the other person's mouth.

"No, I don't have anything I like."

Arriving in anger, watching the other person's back.

The light of the setting sun fell on my shoulders, leaving only a dark, ethereal shadow.

She looked just like an angel.

It's as if I don't exist in this world, as if I don't exist.

Incredibly distant, fragile, yet beautiful.

It seems like it will disappear at any moment.

In that instant, Hailin seemed to understand Wakaba Mutsu.

. . . . . .

“Ne, Ruoye Mu.”

"Ok?"

"I want her to fall down, I want her to become human."

Hailing said.

“This is Ave_Mujica,” said Mutsuka Wakaba.

. . . . . .

"How annoying." Shiina Ritsuki looked at Hachiman Kairin, who had ordered a huge amount of handmade lemon tea in front of her, and for some reason, was playing with a small blue octopus pendant.

Is it good-looking?

"SOYORIN! I'm here!" Xiangzi waved his phone, the message on the screen flying around.

When Lixi turned around to look for Hailing, the other woman had already run to the door and was about to leave.

However, Lixi was in such a hurry to leave work that she didn't see it.

Hailing looked at Su Shi and waved the little blue octopus in her hand.

It's like declaring sovereignty.

"We need to find a lead singer."

“The lead vocalist of AVE MUJICA.”

"Let the angel fall, let her become human."

“AVE MUJICA!”

He wanted her to stay by his side.

Hailing turned her head and walked out.

PS: First of all, there's the issue of Toyokawa Kiyoko. It will indeed hurt Shoko, but wouldn't it be even more explosive if this bomb wasn't dealt with later?

I've seen many people who, unable to accept the disappointment, end up gambling.

Just like Kiyoyuki Toyokawa, he was self-righteous.

But how can someone with 168 billion in debt borrow money? And when it comes to gambling, Old Deng should have realized something was wrong, since he needs to use his identity information to borrow money.

You haven't even written the later parts of the plot yet, and you're already trying to tell me how to write it and putting pressure on me. Please, have a little faith in the author. Thank you everyone for your understanding.

Everyone in the comments wants to address Toyokawa Kiyoshi's complaint, but they don't want me to write anything. I... I apologize, meow. I can only apologize, meow! I'm so sorry, meow.

I'll get rid of the cat as soon as possible.

Today too, I worked overtime for a while and when I got home I saw a bunch of book reviews. I deleted the one that called me a dream girl, because it was too disgusting. That guy has a dream girl thing, so disgusting, so perverted.

After processing my emotions, I started writing. I've been writing until now, and my brain is getting sleepy. I'll leave the typos and other mistakes to me tomorrow.

Sorry to keep you all waiting, meow!

Red bean paste, private Marseille slippery cat!

Goodnight everyone! I'm going to grab a bite to eat, take a shower, and go to bed!

Goodnight, meow! Sorry to have kept you all waiting today!

The power went out! So sad!

I got a scolding from my boss today. He said that our recent event revenue wasn't as good as last month's, so he deducted my salary and made me work overtime to prepare for a new event. I was working overtime until just now.

I just got off work and am now waiting for the landlord to open the door downstairs at my rented apartment.

Because of the power outage, the entire area was cut off.

However, the landlord said that I hadn't paid my water and electricity bills this month, but had just paid them.

Now I'm squatting downstairs, eating grilled sausages while watching the lights outside the urban village.

I don't know when the call will come back, but it's probably too late for it today.

I feel like I've been updating later and later lately. I'll try to work on it on my phone for a bit later and see if I can finish writing and posting it earlier tomorrow.

I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry.

I need to ask for a short leave today, I hope everyone will approve.

First, prepare your phone by fiddling with it and making sure it has some battery left, otherwise it would be even worse if it ran out of power.

So, sorry meow, I'm going to lie down on the bed now. If I fall asleep and don't finish writing much, I'll leave it to me tomorrow, hehe.

I'm taking this opportunity to ask for leave, I'm so sorry.

Chapter 62 The girl seemed to be getting tired little by little.

atmosphere.

Neon's unique features are renowned both at home and abroad.

People who don't fit in may even be bullied.

Although it shouldn't be that bad for Hachiman Kairin.

However, the fact that he was walking home alone was enough to attract the attention of others.

Don't you have any friends?

Who is she?

Who is Hachiman Kairin?

Oh! That bassist who broke up the team.

Sure enough, good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels fast.

For many people.

The truth doesn't matter, and even the outcome doesn't matter; a legend, a rumor, is enough.

It's like someone going around announcing that they've broken up their band, that they're going somewhere else, and that the band has disbanded.

People don't care about anything else; they just hear about this incident and imagine all the causes and consequences.

Add to that a person walking alone on the road with a bass guitar.

I've never cared about these things, and there's no point in talking about it. My bass skills are enough to make many bands beg me to join them.

I boarded the tram with my bass, and it swayed through the twilight. As the tram stopped, the bass bag moved and bumped against the door.

As the setting sun passed over my eyes, I squinted slightly to adjust to it.

"Hailin, over here! Hailing!"

The leaping blue octopus didn't need to be searched; its sound was so loud that everyone around looked over.

"Hmph~" In a corner where no one could see, an unseen curve rose slightly.

At some point, I don't know.

The small, soft, and warm palm had already intertwined with her own.

The moment I realized what was happening and gripped it tightly, warmth welled up in my heart through my palm.

They were being pulled along, rushing as fast as they could, clearly afraid of being late.

She said she'd get her pay docked if she was late! No way!

As I caught up with her in a small step, a gentle breeze brushed against her blue hair, carrying with it the aroma of oden from the surrounding area, mixed with a light, lingering scent of shampoo from who-knows-where, making it feel especially warm in the twilight air.

It makes people unable to look away and follow closely.

Little by little, being watched over, cared for, and loved.

People can be loved to the point of being ruined.

Because I always subconsciously feel happy, and once I feel happy, that's it.