mygo, Villain Simulator

It lay quietly on the ground, smoother and rounder than the surrounding pebbles, as if it had been washed by the river for years, its surface gleaming with a soft sheen. Its color was also unique; not ordinary gray, but a mixture of deep blue and pale purple, like the fleeting moment when the evening sky meets the night. She couldn't help but crouch down, carefully pick it up, and gently stroke it in her palm—the cool touch inexplicably brought her a sense of peace.

From then on, her gaze would always unconsciously fall on the ground, searching for stones polished smooth by time. She loved those small, uniquely shaped pebbles, and their silent, enduring presence.

Perhaps it was the unusual color, or the shape that made her fall in love with it at first sight, or some inexplicable intuition that made her feel that the stone "belonged" to her. She would squat down, carefully pick it up, examine it in her palm, and then gently put it into her pocket, as if collecting a unique little secret from some corner of the world.

She would pick up special stones and put them in her pocket or place them on a corner of her desk, gently rubbing them with her fingertips when she was bored, feeling their delicate texture.

Sometimes, she would stare at the stone in her hand, lost in thought, wondering what kind of journey it had taken—had it rolled down from distant mountains, or been carried away by a river? Had it been picked up by someone like her, and then forgotten at some point?

She didn't know why she liked stones; perhaps she was simply attracted by their serene beauty, or perhaps she admired their unique shapes sculpted by time.

To her, stones are not cold and lifeless; they are silent and gentle, witnessing the changes in the world and becoming a source of peace and tranquility for her.

The gray-haired girl paid no attention to the noise around her—the voices in the classroom, the creaking of chairs being moved, even the loud laughter in the hallway—none of it could break her concentration. She gently pushed the stone with her fingertips, letting it roll slowly across the desk, watching where it stopped, as if engaging in some kind of private divination game.

Occasionally, people would notice this, but instead of mocking them, they would exclaim, "How cute!"

Because of her appearance, her personality, and her kindness, the gray-haired girl was not treated as a weirdo by her classmates like Ichinose Wakaba was in the previous simulation, nor was she bullied by her classmates like Serizawa Nina.

Instead, it was loved by everyone as the class mascot.

This tranquility was broken by a greeting.

The pink-haired girl, who had previously complained about being distracted by Wakaba after getting off the bus, transformed into a radiant and beautiful young woman.

After entering, Chihaya Aine, having adjusted her expression, greeted each of her classmates. After receiving their responses with smiles, the pink-haired girl went to her seat.

The person who sat down greeted the girl behind him.

Good morning, Little Lamp.

Good morning, Aiyin.

Takamatsu Akari shifted her gaze from the stone in front of her and noticed the disappointment hidden beneath Chihaya Aine's smile. However, the gray-haired girl, not good with words and unsure how to begin, didn't know how to comfort her.

Moreover, before Takamatsu Akari could even speak, Chihaya Aine had already spoken first.

The girl with the fangs showing pulled out her phone, pointed at the group photo of Ku Lai Xi Ku with exaggerated expressions: "Deng, you're amazing! You're teammates with Ruo Ye Ye and Shuang Shi too."

Yesterday, Chihaya Aine also got the idea of ​​joining a band after seeing several other girls in her class playing in one.

As for who to find to form a band with?

The first person who wanted to stand out immediately thought of the cute girl sitting behind her—if I wore the class mascot, I would definitely become the center of attention in the class much faster.

Just like how she likes to ask others to recommend her work when she releases it, Chihaya Aine wanted to increase her popularity in this way: Look how awesome I am~ I even got the class mascot to form a band with me~

As for the result, I don't know whether to call it a success or a failure.

The mascot, named Takamatsu Lantern, neither refused nor agreed, leaving Chihaya Aine confused by its ambiguous attitude. However, later, following her classmates' suggestion, Chihaya Aine went to the ring and met a brown-haired girl.

That gentle girl was like a young lady, no, she was exactly a young lady—her Moon Forest uniform gave it all away.

After that, Chihaya Aine received a lot of instruction from the young lady, and even said that she could be the bassist if they formed a band.

Then came what happened this morning: I found out that Ichinose Wakaba knew the idol Ruoba Mutsumi, and that Takamatsu Akari was in the same band as Ruoba Mutsumi.

Chihaya Aine became curious.

"harmony"

After realizing that the "Yohaha" mentioned by Chihaya Aine was not the Ichinose Wakaba that Toyokawa Shoko was concerned about, Takamatsu Akari didn't know how to answer the other party's question.

After all, it was because of her that Ku Lai Xi Ku disbanded.

Chapter 128 Who is the visitor?!

The school rooftop is a corner far removed from the noise of the classrooms, a world seemingly forgotten by time.

The iron gate was locked and rusted, and there were some cracks in the cement ground. A few tenacious little grasses poked their heads out from the cracks, swaying slightly in the wind. It was surrounded by high iron railings, and the peeling paint revealed mottled metallic colors that gleamed in the sunlight.

Standing on the rooftop, the entire campus unfolds before your eyes. Students running on the playground, the faint sounds of reading emanating from the classrooms, and even cars slowly passing by on the distant streets—all create a tranquil scene, like a serene painting. The wind here feels exceptionally free, unlike the stifling heat of the classrooms. Instead, it carries the scent of the sky, gently brushing against your cheeks and lifting strands of hair from your forehead, offering a silent comfort.

Contrary to the idyllic depiction in anime, the rooftop of xxx High School, where Ichinose Wakaba attends, is closed off and students are not allowed to go up there.

After all, it's no small matter if a few students accidentally slip up.

Therefore, the school rooftop is usually enclosed.

But this posed no problem for the super assassin Ichinose Wakaba. With just a small piece of wire, he easily opened the lock that was troubling the students who wanted to go to school on school day.

Then, the iron gate was closed.

A space exclusively for Ichinose Wakaba was created.

Lately, I wonder if it's because of the expressions on Toyokawa Shoko's face when I've run into her at school several times, or perhaps it's because she's been appearing at school with Chihaya Aine these past few days.

Ichinose Wakaba is receiving more attention.

Leaving aside the men's jealousy for the moment, the women's curiosity and inquiries are unbearable for those who are used to being invisible.

Therefore, after much deliberation, only this deserted rooftop allowed Ichinose Wakaba to turn away the gazes of those people.

[Suitable characters to simulate: Chihaya Aine, Toyokawa Shoko, Takamatsu Akari.]

[Do you want to perform simulation? ]

【no. 】

While eating the bento box prepared by Nagasaki Sase, today's cucumber and chicken salad made Ichinose Wakaba's awe of her older sister drop even further—who could possibly eat so little meat?

Perhaps it's because of his long-term vegetarian diet, but the bento box prepared by Nagasaki Sase was bland and watery.

The cucumber's refreshing aroma and the chicken's smooth texture make for a very pleasant taste. However, in terms of flavor, aside from a faint hint of olive oil and black pepper, there's very little salt.

As a guy, I can go without meat, but not eating salt—is that even allowed?

Taking a vicious bite of the fried meat patty he bought from the cafeteria, Ichinose Wakaba would have thought this bento was his adorable daughter's act of rebellion against him, her father, if he hadn't known this wasn't a simulation.

After quickly finishing his bento, Ichinose Wakaba slammed the lunchbox shut, letting out a satisfied sigh as if he had completed a small task. Then, without hesitation, he lay down on the concrete floor of the rooftop, put his hands behind his head, and looked up at the azure sky above.

The sunlight shone on his face, a little dazzling, yet warm and comforting. He squinted, watching a few snowflakes drift by, some like cotton candy, others resembling a math teacher's hairstyle. A slight smile curved his lips, as if he were saying to the sky, "Today's alright, I guess."

A breeze blew from above, carrying the scent of spring grass and trees, gently brushing against his hair. The rooftop was deserted, save for the sound of the wind, the distant chirping of birds, and his soft breathing. He didn't speak, nor did he want to move, simply gazing quietly at the sky, letting the scattered thoughts in his mind drift away with the wind.

Ichinose Wakaba liked moments like these—no bells, no handouts, no questions to answer. Just the sky and himself.

Simulations can change reality; how many girls have noticed this? What should we do next with simulations? What to do with the annoying older sister? How to deal with the persistent Ms. Daisho? What to do with that clever little devil, Chihaya Aine?

By clearing her mind of all those thoughts that were filling her brain, Ichinose Wakaba enjoyed the quiet afternoon.

In Japan, students eat lunch at school. And they only have half an hour for lunch. That means after school ends at 11:30, they have 30 minutes to eat. Then, classes resume at 12:00.

This is why schools in Japan let out at 3:30 pm.

After all, it would be too inhumane to take the lunch break and make students study until 5 or 6 pm.

"I'm so sleepy, I don't want to go to class this afternoon."

As a student whose academic performance was neither good nor bad, Ichinose Wakaba was not worried about her studies.

Originally, he would have needed to consider attendance to qualify for a scholarship. But now, with his mother's allowance in Nagasaki and the success of Youter, the scholarship has become almost irrelevant to Ichinose Wakaba.

So, with the help of drowsiness, Ichinose Wakaba happily decided to skip class this afternoon.

Consider this compensation for the recent simulations and the annoyance of having too many girls around me lately.

The wind continued to blow gently, like someone humming an unintelligible song. The sunlight, filtering through the clouds, softened and fell on Ichinose Wakaba's face, like a warm feather.

His breathing gradually slowed down, and the slight restlessness between his brows, typical of adolescence, dissipated, as if he had melted into the tranquil sky.

Ichinose Wakaba's mind was filled with no specific images, only blurry and light white clumps, like clouds floating in the sky.

Perhaps he's dreaming of a journey that has no beginning and no end, or perhaps he's simply fallen asleep quietly in this peaceful corner that belongs to him.

The wind on the rooftop gently swept past Ichinose Wakaba, and he lay there quietly, sinking into an undisturbed dream.

The tranquility was shattered by the sound of a door opening.

"Click—" The metal door hinge made a soft sound, which was particularly clear on the empty rooftop. The wind seemed to sense something and paused for a moment.

Ichinose Wakaba's eyebrows twitched slightly. He didn't open his eyes immediately, as if he was still immersed in the half-dream, half-awake state he had just experienced. The footsteps pattered softly on the concrete floor, the rhythm slow, but each step clearly reached his ears.

I recently read a few Mygo Dragon Raja books and became somewhat interested, but I thought that combining the content of the two would be difficult to write, especially since the original works had a poor ending.

In addition, if we borrow the background, it's fanfiction, a super old type of anime/manga writing that I haven't seen in a long time.

Back then, QD often brought in other anime characters to intervene in the plots of other anime, and even directly replaced the characters.

I feel that this is the way to write this kind of content.

Or you could create something entirely original, borrowing background characters or the like.

If I were to write it, I feel I would replace Lu Mingfei with Xiangzi, and the protagonist would be a hybrid of Nonoga and Erii.

The plot roughly begins with the darkness of Xiangzi's family: his father is framed and his mother dies, all because of the issue of being mixed-race.

As an S-class bloodline, Xiangzi became lonely, and the sorrow of her blood made her disillusioned with life.

At this point, she was fired from her part-time job because she was found to have lied about her age, and she met the protagonist while looking for a new job.

The protagonist is a student from Kassel who, due to his birth circumstances, is sent to infiltrate Japan. There, he meets Xiangzi and hires him as an employee.

Later, when he discovered that Xiangzi was upset after seeing the Mygo band performing with Ring, he arranged for them to perform behind Mygo to make up for her heartbreak.

In response to Nono supporting Lu Mingfei, Mis Toyokawa has already wasted your time.

Later, the plot of the first movie changed the Dragon King Norton to a triangular twin.

In the second part of the story, Xia Mi is replaced with a wooden figure.

The third part features the protagonist, Erii, who serves as the embryo of the White King.

It doesn't seem very interesting, and we still have to consider the issue of a strong female lead. For example, when it comes to killing the Dragon King, should Xiangzi suddenly unleash his powers to kill him, or should the protagonist do it?

If you're writing a story with a male protagonist, the protagonist definitely has to kill the main character.

But if Xiangzi is positioned as Lu Mingfei...

Forget it, I'm not going to dwell on this anymore. I don't want to write about it anyway. If I did, it would definitely sound like something out of a pretentious, artsy type.

However, Bai Xiang can be used as the positioning for Lu Mingze.

Also, the setting needs to be changed when writing. Kassel should be changed to Japan, otherwise how can I write all the Mygo characters, unless I make Soyo and the others into the Little Fairy characters who only appear at the beginning? It seems like it doesn't need to be changed. It's like why the monsters always fight Japan. Since the Dragon King is already set as Miku Miku and the wooden doll, let's just fight in Japan.

Chapter 129 If Xiangzi were Lu Mingfei

Shoko Toyokawa felt that her life was like the waters of Tokyo Bay, calm on the surface, but hiding beneath a whale that could never reach the shore.

She sat at the entrance of the convenience store, the wind ruffling the hem of her school uniform skirt, clutching the termination notice from her part-time job. She had been staring at the paper for five minutes, as if waiting for a miracle, for the paper to conjure up a new job on its own.

She felt very unlucky.

The part-time job paying 1200 yuan an hour was lost, for a reason as simple as a cigarette butt carelessly discarded on the street—lying about one's age. The store manager's voice remained polite and gentle: "I'm sorry, minors cannot work here."

She nodded without arguing, like a piece of bread softened by rain, silently being thrown into the trash can.

The neon lights along the street began to illuminate the night. Tokyo's nights are always too bright, like a giant mirror reflecting her disheveled state. She had gone from being the eldest daughter of the Toyokawa family to just one of the millions of insignificant, ordinary girls in this city.

After saying goodbye to the Toyokawa family villa, the spacious courtyard, the heated swimming pool, and the personal piano teacher were all things of the past. She moved into a dilapidated rental house without even a private bathroom, and every night she could only fall asleep to the rumble of the train tracks.

She has been living like this for a year.

A year. Enough for a piece of candy to melt, enough for a pair of shoes to wear out, enough for a person's edges to dull. She had long since grown accustomed to this rhythm, no longer expecting miracles, nor believing in fate.

Today, this termination notice snapped her out of her numbness and brought her back to reality. She wanted to say, "How long will this kind of life continue?"

In the end, she just looked down at her own shadow, her shoulders hunched slightly, and said nothing.

The defiant stance she displayed before her grandfather that day, like a sip of unswallowed liquor, still burns in her throat. She couldn't resist, nor dared she regret it.

"Go find a new job."

She said this to herself, as if she were whispering an apology to fate.

Just as she turned the corner and pushed open the door of a small bar, fate extended an olive branch to her before she could.

"—Are you looking for a job?"

A young man sat at the bar, a black trench coat draped over the back of his chair, twirling an unlit cigarette between his fingers. His voice sounded languid, as if he didn't care about anything.

Xiangzi nodded.

“Come here, I need someone.” The young man looked at her, his eyes showing neither scrutiny nor pity, only an indescribable nonchalance.

For a moment, Toyokawa Shoko even thought she had misheard.

Who is he? Why did he hire her?