MyGO!!! I am the succubus Xiaoxiang?
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So why do you always have to tease someone at the end?
And besides, wasn't that your spot? Losing your spot and then coming after us, aren't you idiots? You just took that spot for nothing!
KUSO!! Are they all idiots?!
And another thing! Wasn't I just passing by?
"Isn't this just a fan passing by?"
Look, even the little fans don't understand.
"Hmm, let's see if they'll let you off the hook."
He turned his head to look at the two people still chasing behind him.
"Looks like they're not going to let it go!"
Momoka Kawahara said this.
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"Why not give them the middle finger? What does it have to do with me? If I don't tell them that I'm just giving in to them, not that I'm scared, then I'll look like I'm admitting defeat, right?" Kawara Momoka said with a smile.
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"You too, you're clearly a little girl, so why do you act so mature and composed?"
"Don't pinch my cheeks!!" Xiangzi looked at Kawara Momoka beside him.
"Ha, don't give up. I don't know why, but you always look so determined with that furrowed brow." Momoka Kawahara looked at Shoko. "But don't give up, and then, raise your middle finger. It's a right of young people to the world, isn't it?"
"I don't understand what you're saying. Well, then I'll take my leave now, it's getting late." Xiangzi sighed.
"See you!"
"goodbye!"
Xiangzi looked at the two fans and their idol walking together.
He shook his head and walked back to his cake shop.
"Don't give up?"
"Hmph, I refuse to admit defeat! Toyokawa Shoko never loses!"
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The little cakes popped out of the oven.
One or two.
Eating cake might make you feel better, and you'd be more willing to try it. Give it a try!
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"Grandma, what happened to you last night? Why did you leave the lights on all night?"
"Hey, I wasn't here last night, it was closed a long time ago."
"But I came in and bought a cake last night when I was on the night shift."
"Eh?"
"It was Xiao Xiang who received us."
"Eh."
The mother-in-law pushed open the door to her storeroom.
Almost nothing is left.
Open your locker.
Did a hundred people come to buy cake last night? Are they that rich?
The key is.
The money smells like cake, but it seems like all I've saved are the ingredients.
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That girl, did she stay up all night again?
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"Hello! This is a gift I brought for you. It's a cake I made myself, please try it!"
"Is it delicious? Thank you for your compliment."
"It was made by Hailing for you."
"Listen to me, it's like this, Hailing has always relied on your singing ability, so when she heard that I was going to visit you, she knew that her reputation might be affected, so..."
"Hmm, hmm, okay, hmm, please think about it, okay, thank you!"
"thanks, thanks!"
You must consider this.
Standing at the door, Xiangzi, carrying a heavy bundle on his back, bowed to the doorway.
Great! Sure enough, I started thinking about it after eating the cake.
This is what they call being beholden to someone who pays a price.
Hehehe! I'm such a genius! Ehe!
They visited each of them one by one.
The sun doesn't seem so scorching today.
He sat down on the ground.
Suddenly, someone was airborne.
The little butts seem to cook faster when grilled over charcoal.
Xiangzi touched his own buttocks.
Watching the water I poured in instantly turn the small nest into a damp spot, and then gradually shrink away.
A city without forests, a cage forged of steel, skyscrapers like ovens.
"Hello! I'm so sorry to bother you by coming here."
"Um, these are cakes made by Hailing."
"what's wrong?"
The lead singer in front of her heard Hailing look up at her, then glanced slightly to the side.
In a place that Xiangzi couldn't see.
There is a picture frame on the wall.
A young girl stood there alone, clutching her bass guitar, in front of a group of reporters and adults, looking as if she was about to cry.
The girl was marked on the picture frame with a red nose drawn on her, like a clown in a circus.
Xiangzi didn't see it.
However, the lead singer in front of him took his bag and put it aside.
She's a really nice person.
No one else allowed me to put my bag down.
That is.
"Hailin, is that guy planning to break up the team again?"
"Hey, no, Hailing has never left the team. You can't believe what you see online. At the very least, you need evidence!"
"Oh, really? By the way, Hailing must be a real pain, always making this and that demand."
"No, it's not that. It's about fulfilling each other's needs. That's what a band is all about, isn't it?"
"Eh, really? Hahaha, I'd rather beat you to death, Hailing or..."
The girl in front of me seems to have a lot of misunderstandings about Hailing.
Xiangzi recounted each story, describing how lovely and wonderful Hailing was, and how, despite her seemingly cold and cool demeanor, she was still a girl.
Actually, sometimes you need a hug or something.
If you spend time with her sincerely, you'll find that she's a very lovely girl who cares about others.
However, the lead singer in front of him frowned more and more as she listened.
Xiangzi wanted to say something more, but the other person stood up and looked at him.
then.
"Well!"
"Wait! There are steps outside, don't push me. Did I say something wrong?"
"Snapped!"
Seeing that he was alright and could still see her, he slammed the door shut.
A burning pain shot through my leg.
The feeling of skin rubbing against the hot ground.
Sitting on the scorching ground, Xiangzi looked at his legs and gritted his teeth.
"Um, did I say something wrong?"
Xiangzi looked at his leg, took out a band-aid from his bag. It was a little small, but...
"Hiss! Ugh!"
It doesn't hurt.
It doesn't hurt at all.
Xiangzi leaned against the wall.
She sat there, wiping away her tears.
Leaning against the wall, feeling the heat of the charcoal burning against it, I knocked on the door.
"Um, can I have my cake back? That one."
I still have a few deliveries to make. Could you please return that to me?
I cooked it all night, and it was so delicious and sweet that I almost didn't want to eat it.
Can you give it back to me?
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I sat at the top of the stairs, looking at that door.
The other party completely ignored him.
I want to kick the bottle on the ground and smash the door across the street.
but.
"hiss!"
it hurts.
"Give me back my cake!"
"KUSO!"
“My cake!”
"Really are."
Pressing herself against the wall, she carefully tugged at her skirt, glancing at the four or five sticky notes stuck to it.
"Whew, whew, the pain is gone! It doesn't hurt anymore."
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