mygo, Villain Simulator

The hand behind her moved with a steady, firm rhythm, like a guiding hand, slowly pulling Chihaya Aine from the tense reality into a blurred boundary. Her thoughts began to drift, her words became sluggish, and even her eyelids felt heavy, as if steamed by gentle vapor.

"Ah... Little Lenai's hands feel so good..."

She murmured softly, her voice tinged with a lazy nasal tone, as if she were about to fall asleep.

Her shoulders were so soft they felt like cotton, and she no longer sat upright. She leaned back and almost lay half-reclined in Yoro's arms.

Consciousness hovered on the edge, neither fully asleep nor fully awake, as if floating, surrounded by a soft fragrance and body warmth.

Chihaya Aine no longer paid attention to where exactly Rakuna's left hand was being massaged.

I just felt that wherever I was being massaged, it was as if that area was being ignited, slightly warm, and the stiff muscles were being kneaded open, leaving a lingering aftertaste.

My body was incredibly soft, as if my entire skeleton had been disassembled and reassembled, leaving only a layer of warm skin and a still-beating heart.

Her cheeks flushed, but she was too lazy to explain, and didn't even have the strength to say "stop for a moment." She just twisted her body slightly and murmured softly:

"It's so hot... Is the air conditioning too cold...?"

But Chihaya Aine vaguely knew in her heart that the reason for the temperature rise was not the room temperature.

Chihaya Aine leaned against Kaname Rakuna's chest, almost unable to distinguish whether she was awake or half-asleep. Her head felt like it was soaking in a basin of warm water, her thoughts slowly sinking and then rising again, hazy and sluggish.

"We can't... go on like this."

The pink-haired girl whispered in her heart, as if struggling to wake up from somewhere. But this struggle was like a thin veil, brushing across the lake of her heart, yet failing to stir up any real ripples.

She could hear Ryuna's steady breathing beside her, and the gentle, silent massage continued. Each press felt like a rhythmic suggestion, gradually eroding Chihaya Aine's strength to resist.

She wanted to say something, but only let out a soft sob.

"That's not right...that's not right."

Her mind was a jumbled mess, yet she couldn't truly resist that gentle yet firm touch.

What I'm supposed to do today

What brings me to Xiao Lenai's house?

"I was invited by her to come and have fun."

"Asked to draw"

"Painted like that"

"Then I received a very comfortable massage from Xiao Le Nai."

"How did it become like this..."

Chihaya Aine tried to open her eyes wide, but found that her vision was already blurring, with a gentle halo floating at the edges of her vision. Her ears were burning hot, and her heart was beating so fast that it almost broke the rhythm.

"If he doesn't wake up soon... something really is going to happen..."

At the same time, her body trembled slightly as if being soothed by something, but she did not pull away. Instead, she sank deeper and deeper into this warm embrace.

Chihaya Aine wanted to struggle, to sit up straight, to say something to break the unusual silence—but her voice was stuck in her throat, her arms felt like lead and she couldn't lift them, her fingertips trembled, and she couldn't even support herself with her knees.

A sense of unease began to rise from the depths of her mind, but her body betrayed her will.

Fever, dizziness, and rapid heartbeat.

Chihaya Aine realized that she was slowly being drawn down by the scent, the touch, and the atmosphere.

"No..." she cried out in her heart.

But the next second, that warm hand slid down to the pink-haired girl's upper back and gently pressed down. She shuddered, unconsciously let out a sigh of relief, and lowered her head in shame.

"It's so hot...my head...I feel so dizzy..."

Chihaya Aine bit her lip, her eyes darting around, her cheeks burning. She couldn't even hear if she was breathing heavily.

The pink-haired girl realized that she was willingly surrendering—even though everyone else was a girl.

Chihaya Aine lay face down on the bed, a few strands of pink hair clinging to her cheeks. With the final, moderately firm press, she let out a long breath. As if all her strength had been drained, she felt limp, as if she were melting into the mattress.

"Hmm...it seems...we're about to take flight..."

The pink-haired girl murmured in a daze, her voice soft and trembling with a hint of coquettishness. Her usual playful and mischievous demeanor had vanished, replaced by a relaxed expression, like a cat warmed by the sun.

Her cheeks glowed with a natural rosy hue, and her eyes, half-open beneath her eyelashes, shone with a lazy, dewy light.

At this moment, Chihaya Aine was too lazy to even move a finger. She simply turned her neck slightly, and after a soft "click" sound, she let out a soft "hum," as if enjoying that moment of lightness and release.

Deep inside, it felt as if a pool of warm water had settled, and all the accumulated tension, anxiety, and fatigue, like the layers of acupressure just now, were slowly soothed and wiped away.

The girl wanted to say something, but just waved her hand lazily, as if to say, "Don't bother me, I'm useless now."

She slumped down, her eyes darting around, thinking: Compared to doing it myself, Xiao Le Nai's massage felt so much better.

No, no, girls are really strange.

But it feels so good.

Chihaya Aine had tried this kind of thing on her own before. Although she appeared to be a good student, the pink-haired girl was surprisingly bold.

Otherwise, Chihaya Aine wouldn't have agreed to help Rakuna with her art painting after several attempts to refuse.

Of course, this shouldn't be called "bold"; it's just normal adolescent behavior.

The reason it all started was simply out of curiosity, because my body was growing and I wanted to give it a try.

However, after the body heat dissipated and her mind calmed down, Chihaya Aine realized what she had just done.

I've really done something terrible. I'm doomed. I'm going to become a weirdo in Xiaole's eyes.

As her mind calmed, the pink-haired girl wanted to explain her actions to the person beside her, but what she saw was a long, slender tentacle sliding out of her body.

You?! What is this thing?!

A scream came from the girl's mouth.

Chapter 188 I'm Not a Magical Girl!!!

who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

Chihaya Aine's mind completely shut down at this moment, going blank.

She sat blankly on the massage bed, looking like a cat that had just been pulled out of a dream, her eyes glazed over, her mouth slightly open, as if she had been flattened into reality by an invisible hand.

A long, strangely structured hand slowly lowered, gleaming with a ghostly blue light.

—That's not a human hand!

That's not a part of a person at all!

Chihaya Aine had just let out a few soft, panting breaths under those hands, which were completely out of character for her.

Even more so, the pink-haired girl was so intoxicated by the almost melting comfort that her voice softened uncontrollably, and she uttered a sentence like "A little more wouldn't hurt," a sentence she wanted to erase from her memory immediately.

And now, Chihaya Aine is watching the left hand that was massaging her standing right in front of her.

And it... was looking up at her.

Chihaya Aine blinked, thinking she was seeing things, but the rather long and slender "hand" was nodding in serious response.

Its skin had an unnatural sheen, and its structure was completely different from that of humans; it even faintly emitted a bluish glow.

The "face," if it could be called a face—was a pair of eyes emitting a ghostly light, nodding at her with utmost seriousness, seemingly conveying "Please give me your guidance" from some angle.

One second, the girl's eyes still held the dazed and comfortable feeling after the massage. But the next second, she jerked up as if she had been electrocuted.

"Huh, huh ...

That's not about wanting Lena at all!

Chihaya Aine's mind went blank for a full three seconds.

Then, the screams nearly shook the entire room to its core.

"What the hell are you?! What are you?!?!"

Chihaya Aine nearly scared the ghost out of her wits. She sprang out of bed like a spring, scrambling to the corner of the wall, her whole body stiff as a limp noodle. She frantically pulled the sheet over herself while pointing a trembling finger at the person who had given her a massage but was now plunging her into the greatest crisis of her life.

"...You, you, you, you, you...who are you...?"

"...No, what are you?!"

"Wait, no, you can't use 'thing' to refer to a living being—no, no!! Someone tell me what's going on?!!!!"

The "creature" in front of me stood straight, its body slender and supple, as if woven from a material that did not belong to this world, like light and water, with a certain high-density fluidity.

The "face" is so simple it's almost a symbol, consisting of just a pair of "eyes" woven from light and a "mouth" so faint it's practically nonexistent.

But it didn't answer, it just quietly looked at Aine, then slowly turned its head to look at Kaname beside it.

At this moment——

"call out."

A very faint sliding sound seemed to cut through the air.

The creature in front of Chihaya Aine began to change. First, its outline seemed to be twisted, compressed, and folded. Layers of light and shadow spread from its toes, meandering upwards like liquid flowing back. Then, its entire body dissolved like smoke, flowing, swirling, and shimmering. Finally, with some irresistible force, it merged into Kaname's left arm.

It wasn't attached, it wasn't dwelling, it became a complete part of her body.

The skin on her left arm seemed to be covered by some kind of fluorescent structure under glass, and the lines flowed with light like blood vessels. The most bizarre thing was that on the back of Yoro's left hand, there was a slowly opening "eye".

Those eyes stared at Chihaya Aine with utter calmness, light swirling in her pupils, and the next second, a curved mouth appeared on the back of her hand, as if smiling at her.

Chihaya Aine opened her eyes wide, her mouth agape but no sound came out.

The being tilted its head slightly, then uttered a name in a chillingly calm tone: "Leo."

Chihaya Aine felt as if she had been doused with cold water from head to toe, and her brain finally started working a little bit. She stiffly swallowed, her head slowly turning half a circle, and finally remembered the mysterious name that she had never actually met, but which was repeatedly mentioned in the chat history.

Just then, Kaoru also spoke, her voice as brief as ever: "Leo."

It's as natural as introducing a friend's name.

But Chihaya Aine was struck dumb, almost collapsing.

She finally remembered—several times, MyGO members had asked about that mysterious name: "Yao-chan, who is this Leo you keep talking about?"

“It,” the girl with heterochromia pointed to her left hand, “is Leo.”

At first, everyone at Mygo thought she was joking.

Souo smiled gently and said, "Hello, Leo-kun, I'm Soyo." Shiina Tatsuki thought she was too lonely and created a fake partner. Takamatsu Akari's words were Leo's soliloquy about wanting to become human, while Chihaya Aine's words, like Nagasaki Sosei's, treated Rakuna's imagined friend as a real person.

Over time, everyone in MyGO accepted that Leo was also a member of MyGO.

But now—at this moment! Right before my eyes!

Chihaya Aine watched as the hand twitched slightly, the "eyes" on the back of the hand blinked, and... it opened its mouth slightly and let out a "ha" that was neither a smile nor a laugh.

Chihaya Aine looked at the "hands" that still retained body heat, and then at the other person's attitude of "I'm just seriously helping you relieve muscle tension," and almost screamed out loud.

Her breathing became rapid, her throat went dry, and a wave of shame, like fireworks exploding, echoed in her mind.

You're kidding me!

It's alive! It's conscious! It...it was just...pressing my body!!!

I even told it, "A little more is fine too!" Aa ...

Chihaya Aine felt her soul rapidly leaving her body, falling into a supernatural state called "social death." Everything before her eyes was swaying, as real as a nightmare, yet not at all like a dream.

"Am I dreaming... I must be dreaming..."

She clutched her head and shook herself back and forth, desperately trying to deny reality, her voice trembling: "Waaah...please wake me up, please..."

"I'm not a magical girl, why should I be toyed with by tentacles!"

The pink-haired girl suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared at Lena's left hand, hoping to see that everything that had just happened was fake.

However, the hand, which had regained its human form, still had the eyes and mouth simulated by Leo. This appearance completely shattered Chihaya Aine's illusion.

"……monster?"

"Wait... aliens?"

"Or is it a mutant hand created in a laboratory?"

"Or perhaps the evil tentacles from magical girls?"