MyGO!!! I am the succubus Xiaoxiang?

Thinking back to how the other person looked at that time.

There's Xiaomu, Hailing, Mana, and many other people she proudly boasts about.

And myself.

I have it myself.

However, none of them were photographed.

Why wasn't it filmed?

. . . . . .

I do not know.

The blonde girl gently hugged the photo album, knowing that she couldn't touch the other person, and that was enough.

However, I still hope to leave behind proof that the other person can see my memories.

"Saki-chan!"

The blonde girl hugged him and hummed softly.

. . . . . .

Wakaba Mutsu sat at his desk.

Looking at each photo of himself and Xiangzi, he picked up a pen and began to write them down.

"On May 05.4th, when I spun the guitar, Xiang was so surprised he almost jumped up. Then, the first thing he did when he ran over was to ask me if I had hit myself and to be careful. Even though he thought it looked cool, his first thought was whether I was hurt."

"On May 05.16th, He Xiang went to the amusement park to ride bumper cars. Everyone looked distressed, but they were also very happy."

"On May 05.16th, I rode the Ferris wheel with Xiang. Xiang was being silly and said he wanted to spin around in the cabin. But Xiang's waist is flexible, his butt is bouncy, and he can laugh until he cries."

"On May 05.17th, Xiang made a photo album of his memories, saying that there would be one next month, the month after next, and every month."

"We will keep going, Hexiang."

"Xiang, suki!"

Ruoye Mu recorded each word in the photo album.

The world is a wonderful place, isn't it?

P.S.: Ah, don't order food from restaurants you don't recognize or haven't been to before, or you'll be going to the bathroom thirteen times a night!

Sorry to keep you all waiting, meow.

I feel like I'm getting less and less sleep if this keeps up, sigh.

I'm going to sleep now. Good luck everyone. I might be back later, checking everyone's posts from the bathroom.

Ugh, it smells awful.

Everyone's posts smell bad!

happy.

Goodnight everyone, meow!

I'm getting an IV drip, so I need to take leave.

The so-called "good quality at a low price" and "you get what you pay for" are not true.

I'm asking if eating four hand-pulled pancakes for five yuan will give me diarrhea.

Diarrhea means you get what you pay for; no diarrhea means it's good quality at a low price.

Now, as I sit in the hospital getting an IV drip, all I can say is, you get what you pay for.

I'm taking a day off today.

Then there's the comment reply function. I found that the author's backend can only reply to comments below other people's comments. Hedgehog Cat is so lazy to do this.

Some people have asked if writing about Xiao Mu like this makes her invincible.

Well, how should I put it? Actually, my understanding is that, to be honest, if we follow the original story's beginning, Wakaba Mutsumi's family situation and social life...

All of Xiaomu's joys and sorrows, and even to put it sadly, as I said, within the Xiaomu and Xiaomu's self that people need, Xiangzi, who can say that Xiaomu will of course laugh, is probably the only one that the child can express his emotions to the world.

In Wakaba Mutsu's world, everyone wants their own Wakaba Mutsu, while Shoko sees only herself.

Therefore, until the very end, Wakaba Mutsu hoped to help Shoko.

A selfish thought is that Xiangzi is everything to Wakaba Mutsu; without Xiangzi, Wakaba Mutsu's world would cease to exist.

Therefore, helping Xiangzi is for one's own benefit.

For Xiangzi, the only one who could possibly save him and understand everything about him was Ruoye Mutsu.

Moreover, although the original work is a bit outrageous.

But you know how it is, I'll do anything if I want some sweet moments.

Shoko refused Nagasaki Motoyo's pleas and help, and rejected the lamp's outstretched hand that wished her happiness.

But he only showed Xiao Mu that he needed her help, that he wasn't like this before, and that she should help him.

This was the only time Xiangzi said he needed someone else.

But in the end, he killed Wakaba Mutsumi.

So much so that, after losing Xiao Mu, Xiangzi, who had lost everything, chose to give up.

It became someone else's wish-granting machine.

So, I don't think I even wrote about the feeling that the other half of our world was just the other person.

Because of insufficient ability, and because the original work portrays these aspects as entirely tragic.

I don't understand how the original script could have led to that final ending.

The persimmon tree with its ditch!

Even if it's a bad ending, at least write it properly! Killing them both and creating new souls to throw in—is this still Xiangzi and Ruoye Mutsu?!

No, the more I think about it, the angrier I get, and the angrier I get, the more I need to go to

I'm taking the day off today! Goodnight! I'm going to sleep at the hospital now.

Chapter 79 Hailing: Don't say things like MUJICA will disband!

"Isn't that a bit much?"

"Her voice is too soft, and our band's music isn't quite right."

"Because her voice is soft and has a youthful quality, is that why you wanted her? But the Empty Box is..."

"us."

"Yes, I understand, I understand. We are a girl idol band, so that we can attract more people and make money."

What, then, is the correct answer?

Was what I did right?

"Hello everyone, I'm Hina, the new lead singer of Diamond Star."

"Please give me more advice."

The new lead singer stood at the door.

Let's start practicing.

Mistakes, mistakes, rushing the beat, even the sound is not clear, unable to control the instrument, lack of emotion.

Looking at the new lead singer being questioned by the drummer.

Looking at the empty box, now completely unrecognizable.

What am I really pursuing?

"Enough!!" After Momoka left, the blue-haired girl who had become the captain turned around and looked at the few people who were still by her side.

“But, Nana, this isn’t the Empty Box,” the drummer said to the captain.

"Love! This is the idolized Empty Box."

"But."

"Are you going to admit defeat? We betrayed Momoka, are you going to slink back to Momoka and tell her that we didn't become professionals either?" The captain turned to look at the drummer and asked the other drummer.

Having broken ties with Momoka and chosen to become an idol, are we really going to slink back and tell Momoka, "Didn't we succeed even after doing all this?"

"..." The guitarist and drummer remained silent.

"Keep practicing!" the bassist, the team leader, said through gritted teeth.

Are we really going to slink back like this?

If you do something like this and then go back without accomplishing anything, that's what you're doing.

How could I possibly face Tao Xiang?

"By the way, the company has arranged music festival resources for you." The agent poked his head in from the doorway.

"Huh? But we've only just regrouped." The team leader looked around, finally focusing his gaze on the new lead singer.

Should we really proceed in this situation?

"Should we cancel?" the manager asked. "But you haven't responded to your fans for a very long time. Many people think you've disbanded. I think you should understand that this path is like rowing against the current; if you don't move forward, you fall behind. Every day you delay, you'll lose your paying fans."

"Ugh!" the captain gritted his teeth.

"Forget it, contact me again when you're better. I'll try to beg others to see if I can get other resources, but it might not be as good as begging like this." The agent gave a bitter smile.

“We’ll participate,” the captain said.

“But,” the drummer said, looking at the new lead singer.

"No buts. Giving up so easily isn't our style. Let's have an internal meeting. See you at our usual spot," the captain said.

"Yes!" the two replied.

Only the new lead singer, Hina, doesn't know where the old place is.

. . . . . .

"Chuhua, you've worked hard!"

"You just finished work over there and rushed over in half an hour to join our performance. Thank you for your hard work."

In MUJICA's private backstage lounge at STARRY, the soft humming of a young girl echoed through the room along with the afternoon sun.

Xiangzi walked briskly, helping to tidy up the entire lounge.

Snacks, a cup decorated with a blond puppy, and my own blue kitten cup, books, certifications—everything was prepared.

It's as if they had already planned out how to take care of their teammates long ago. Perhaps they didn't have many opportunities before, but they had already thought about it many times in their hearts.

"Saki-chan..." Watching Shoko pull out a blanket from who-knows-where, it was as if she could just lie down and sleep without having to worry about anything, enjoying Shoko's care.

Chu Hua subconsciously felt that she wasn't worthy.

But after shouting it out, I felt like I had too many mouths.

"What's wrong, Chuhua?"

Upon hearing Chu Hua's call, Xiangzi, who was clutching the blanket, turned around and looked at the girl in front of him. The girl, who was dressed in a performance costume and had a dark, noble, and aloof demeanor, was now looking at him with concern while clutching the blanket.

Just by looking at her, one can imagine that no matter where she is, Xiao Xiang must be the class beauty, the school beauty, and even the center of attention for countless girls, receiving the most love letters.

"No, it's nothing, thank you." She reached out and took the blanket, covering herself with it.

Seeing the smile on the other person's face as they expressed their gratitude.

Do I really deserve to stay by Xiangzi's side?

"Chuhua, what's wrong? Are you too tired to walk? Do you want me to carry you?"

"No need, no need!" Countless thoughts immediately flashed through my mind.

She was carried in a princess carry, then leaned against Xiangzi, who kissed her, and even when no one was looking, she was put into Xiangzi's bag and taken home.