mygo, Villain Simulator

Turning her head, Ichinose Wakaba sighed, "There are still many good people in this society—you're amazing."

The girl who had witnessed the whole thing looked amazed and started clapping for this person who was even more despicable than herself.

The little girl's appearance will have to wait; I was planning to have her slapped.

Chapter 94 Gotcha, Pochi-chan!

"You are so awesome!"

His voice was filled with undisguised amazement. Ichinose Wakaba looked in the direction of the voice and saw a girl with short blue hair standing not far away, looking at him excitedly, her eyes seemingly sparkling.

Under the cover of night, a girl with short blue hair stood in the crowd. A gentle breeze ruffled her hair, which shimmered softly in the dim light of the streetlights. Her hair was neatly cut, falling just to her neck, with a few slightly longer strands of bangs casually falling across her forehead, outlining the girl's sharp and deep-set eyes.

A small black mole adorned the corner of her eye, like the final stroke on a canvas, adding a unique charm to the girl's already striking features. Her eyes were sharp yet languid, and wherever they swept across, an indescribable sharpness inadvertently revealed itself, as if she could easily see through everything, yet also carried a touch of untamed freedom.

The black sweater and uniform shirt had their collars slightly open, and the cuffs were casually rolled up, revealing the smooth lines of their wrists.

The girl stood with her hands in her pockets, her posture straight, yet exuding an air of nonchalant ease. Standing in the crowd, her presence was so striking that it was impossible to ignore her, as if she could turn and leave at any moment, or as if she were the most dazzling star in the night.

At that moment, the blue-haired girl raised her hands without hesitation, as if she had just witnessed some remarkable feat, and clapped generously.

They applauded Ichinose Wakaba's actions, their expressions as if they had witnessed some earth-shattering feat.

Those stunning eyes even gave Ichinose Wakaba the absurd illusion that what she had just accomplished was not a silly trick, but some great heroic deed.

What left him speechless was that the other person clapped with a hint of genuine admiration.

"..."

Ichinose Wakaba was silent for a moment, a slight smile playing on her lips, unsure how to respond.

And if you don't know how to answer, then—it's not shameful to run away.

"Hey, want to come see my performance?"

She pulled a ticket out of her skirt pocket, and the star-shaped logo made Ichinose Wakaba recognize the person in front of her as the character named Yamada Ryo.

"Maekei 1 yen."

When Yamada Ryo reached out to ask for money, Ichinose Wakaba stared at him intently for a long time.

“5000 yen is also acceptable.”

Retracting one finger, Yamada Ryo indicated that she couldn't reduce it any further, because if she did, she would be starving.

"I'll take it if it's 1500 yen."

"make a deal."

He snatched the money from Ichinose Wakaba's hand, as if afraid the person in front of him would regret it, and stuffed the money into his well-developed chest pocket.

Then, he took out his phone and said, "Let's exchange Lines."

Yamada Ryo finds Ichinose Wakaba to be a very interesting person and wants to befriend her.

"Need not."

Having rejected that scumbag, Ichinose Wakaba glanced at the multiple LINE messages on her phone. Her older sister, worried about her younger brother because of the delay, couldn't help but send her a LINE message.

Nagasaki Sase: Has Wakaba-kun not come back yet?

Nagasaki Sase: Wakaba-kun, is something wrong?

Nagasaki Sase: Wakaba-kun, if you see this, could you contact me?

Perhaps because there had been no response for so long, Nagasaki Sase called directly.

"Won't you answer?"

Yamada Ryo glanced at Nagasaki Sase's caller ID, and his cat-like eyes lit up—it looked like he was having a lot of fun.

She could smell the scumbag.

As a rock musician and a bassist, Ryo Yamada has seen far too much of this: rock music is all about playing with women!

So, Yamada Ryo, his "scumbag radar" activated, urged Ichinose Wakaba to answer the phone quickly.

"Nagasaki-san, um, I just ran into a friend."

"Yes, I'll go right away."

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on Line."

After dealing with Nagasaki Sase's check-up, Ichinose Wakaba hung up the phone and looked at the blue-haired girl next to her—you didn't say anything?

Based on her understanding of Yamada Ryo, Ichinose Wakaba thought that the other party would probably gesture with his fingers during his call: "If you don't give me money, I'll say you were just with another woman's ghost."

"Although I really want to do that, but..."

Yamada Ryo had a feeling that if she had done that, the consequences would have been dire. So, true to her nature, Yamada Ryo chose to keep quiet.

"I'll go see the performance." (Yueyi 20, Emu Eryao 3, Lengba)

Ichinose Wakaba neither liked nor disliked the character Yamada Ryo.

She's probably the type I neither dislike nor like.

However, Ichinose Wakaba felt the main reason was that the original art style was too childish. If the art style were more erotic and cooler, he felt he would like Yamada Ryo more.

Upon meeting her this time, Ichinose Wakaba found the other person somewhat impressive.

If they could just shut up and not say anything, they would be even more attractive.

After waving goodbye to Yamada Ryo, Ichinose Wakaba continued walking towards the station.

The station at night has a different atmosphere than during the day. The flashing neon lights cast a soft glow on the plaza in front of the station, reflecting on the profiles of the crowd and outlining silhouettes of varying shades.

The crowds remained bustling, with commuters dragging their weary steps home, their faces etched with the day's fatigue. Students finishing their tutoring classes gathered in small groups, discussing the problems they had learned in class, their occasional bursts of laughter standing out starkly in the night. Travelers hurried along, pulling suitcases, their eyes scanning the ever-changing timetables on the station's large screen, as if confirming something.

On the platform, the train was about to arrive, and the announcements were particularly clear in the night. Under the lights, the rails gleamed faintly, and as the train approached from afar, a faint scent of rails filled the air.

Ichinose Wakaba felt that the day was finally coming to an end. He counted, and he had actually come into contact with 5 female characters today.

"I should say that Japan is really small."

If he were in Okinawa, Ichinose Wakaba felt he would never encounter a female character in his life. Unless he got into Peking University or Tsinghua University, he might encounter one or two.

Instead of what it is now, with Nagasaki Sase and Chihaya Aine in the morning, Toyokawa Shoko at noon, and Serizawa Nina, Kawaraki Momoka, and Yamada Ryo in the evening.

Isan (7) IX water, there is another one.

Thinking of the person named Mokuro Ichinose had been communicating with through Sasuke Nagasaki, Ichinose Wakaba felt that if he continued to have contact with them like this, he might break down—how do those people who run harems manage their time?

In just one night, Ichinose Wakaba was already exhausted.

Therefore, Ichinose Wakaba should also reduce her contact with those female characters.

Just like now, looking at Pochi-chan waiting for the tram in front, a person who has been working hard all day has decided - you are the protagonist of this Sims!

Chapter 95 Are you lovers?

Flames surged and danced wildly, the heat distorting the air. Within the blazing inferno, a figure gradually emerged—not a body of flesh and blood, but a burning doll.

Its body was pieced together from charred wood and molten metal, with a faint red glow emanating from the cracks, like embers still burning in a coal fire. Its limbs were stiff, yet twitched slightly under the influence of the flames, as if trying to break free from some invisible constraint.

The doll stood quietly amidst the ruins, its gaze fixed on something in the distance.

The wooden body trembled slightly, its fingertips unconsciously tightening, as if it longed to take a step, but was bound in place by some invisible fear.

It wanted to get closer, to laugh and talk with its friends, to feel the warmth of being held in someone's hand. But it dared not.

Those eyes, embedded in the mask, were hollow yet deep, seemingly hiding an inextinguishable obsession.

Flames licked at the hem of its garment, and black ash drifted in the wind, as if it did not belong to the human world, but was some kind of ghost summoned back by the flames.

[Simulation Subject: Goto Ichiri]

[Do you want to select this character for simulation?]

【confirm】

[Difficulty Options: Low, Medium, High]

【high】

[This life simulation is set to High difficulty]

[Please select an initial affix. After the script ends, you can choose one affix as a permanent affix based on the evaluation, and you can randomly upgrade the level of an existing affix. The level upgrade is random.]

[Voice (White): You're an ordinary singer, but you're somewhat well-known in underground bands.]

[Summon a Stranger (White): You can unexpectedly summon an insignificant stranger in any situation. They will provide useless information or say things that are both laughable and frustrating, but they cannot help solve any practical problems.]

[Cooking Skills (White): You're still a long way from making someone's clothes rip off.]

Please select one term from the given list above. After making your selection, begin your first simulation.

Please make a selection.

"This entry doesn't seem very useful."

After considering the three refreshed terms, Ichinose Wakaba ultimately chose the second one as the term for this life simulation.

Compared to the first and third skills, this skill that can randomly summon passersby is somewhat useful in his eyes.

[Do you want to summon a passerby (white)?]

【confirm. 】

[Start simulation? 】

【confirm. 】

【Start simulation.】

[You were born at age 0. Your father's clown talent activated, and you became the child of a cuckolded man, abandoned in an orphanage by him.]

At age 2, in the orphanage, you successfully became the leader of the children, controlling all the orphanage's resources, thanks to your physical strength and acting skills.

At age 3, you met Mizue Toyokawa, who was there for a charity event. She took a liking to you at first sight and decided to adopt you as her godson.

[At age 4, due to the death of Toyokawa Mizue, your plan to move into the Toyokawa family failed, and you were thrown back to the orphanage by the furious old man Toyokawa. Furthermore, the petty old man caused you immense suffering because of the dark side of the Toyokawa family.]

[At age 6, because of the Toyokawa family, no family dares to adopt you.]

At seven years old, you're restless, feeling the power of a top assassin compels you to unleash a killing spree.

[At age 9, Toyokawa Ryoto died. The medical cause of death was a myocardial infarction, but the real reason was that you secretly planned to teach the other person a lesson, but someone else beat you to it.]

[At 10 years old, you gained a younger sister. Because of the death of Toyokawa no Otoko, Toyokawa no Nakano couldn't withstand the darkness of the Toyokawa family, so in his final moments, Toyokawa no Nakano entrusted his daughter to you.]

At 12, you had to start working to support your younger sister.

At 15, you successfully supported your younger sister by working as an assassin. However, lately you've noticed your sister has been acting strangely.

Before, your younger sister would follow you around saying how much she loved her brother. But after starting middle school, she started talking to you less and less, and she often breathed on you.

At 16, you decided to quit being an assassin because you had already earned enough money from the job.

So, you're planning to find something you want to do. Like, become a singer.

[As for why you wanted to become a singer?]

[It's because my sister said your voice is beautiful, a treasure God gave to this world.]

So, you started trying to submit your work online.

[Perhaps, as your sister said, your voice is a treasure bestowed upon this world by God; your song submission has already garnered over ten thousand views.]

[Continuing your efforts, you submitted several more cover songs, all of which received enthusiastic responses.]

During this time, you tried writing lyrics. With the help of the lyric writing tool, you successfully wrote a song.

[And at this moment, your sister saw your lyrics: The Wheel of Fate, Always Protecting You, Mystery, The Two of Us on the Blue Earth, Forever Watching You.]

"These lyrics were absolutely written for Ye-ryung's passing!" your sister thought.

Because it was done secretly, your sister doesn't know that the lyrics weren't written for her.

[Your sister was recently contacted by members of the Toyokawa family, who told her about her past and offered to help her return to the Toyokawa family.]

Your sister proposed forming a galactic fleet, and now you're just missing a song that can be used as the main track.

The lyrics you wrote perfectly meet your sister's requirements.

Because of this misunderstanding, your sister secretly started composing music; she wanted to surprise you.

[And you, through a chance encounter, met a YouTuber named Guitar Hero, and thus commissioned him to compose music.]