mygo, Villain Simulator

It was an outburst of anger, a release of emotions, and a counterattack by Ichinose Wakaba after her emotions had completely collapsed.

Rain dripped from his hair onto her face, and also into the space between their pressed skin, both cold and hot.

Miku's eyes were wide open, her body trembling. Her pupils suddenly contracted, and her body trembled violently as if it were being burned.

It wasn't a flutter of the heart, nor was it shyness.

It was humiliation, it was anger, it was... collapse.

The next second, a sharp pain struck, and Miku Miku, without hesitation or mercy, reacted.

The stench of blood instantly filled the air between the two. Ichinose Wakaba groaned and instinctively tried to back away, but it was too late.

The rain was still falling, and the sound of it hitting the concrete ground was like a series of dull knives, repeatedly cutting through the silence.

Ichinose Wakaba stood there, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth down his chin, mingling with the rain and soaking into his shirt. The taste of rust spread across his tongue, stinging his throat and making his breathing hot and erratic.

At that moment, Ichinose Wakaba suddenly smiled.

It wasn't sarcasm, nor was it resignation.

It is a dangerous, long-suppressed maniacal laugh—bursting, primal, and vengeful after being violated.

The smell of blood stimulated Ichinose Wakaba's brain, as if something was awakening from the depths of his heart.

In the instant that pain struck and her lip was bitten, the "beast" that had been suppressed within Ichinose Wakaba finally rose up.

The reason for the ban started with Miku's wide-eyed expression in the triangle.

Chapter 158 Cream Falls on the Cake

"Hey, Hatsune Miku, do you know why I'm telling you so much?"

Ichinose Wakaba's voice was so low it didn't sound like him. His voice seemed diluted by rain, yet chilled by bloodshot veins, as if squeezed from the depths of his throat, devoid of warmth, yet full of power.

Miku stood still, took a half step back, but almost slipped. The rain was over her ankles, soaking her shoes and socks. She seemed not to hear it, but just stared at the figure in front of her with trembling eyelashes.

And he-

We approached it step by step.

Water splashed at his feet, like a wild beast slowly approaching in a swamp, and a sense of oppression washed over him like a tidal wave.

"Hey, Hatsune Miku,"

Ichinose Wakaba paused for a moment, his black hair sticking wetly to his cheeks, a trace of blood already mixed with rainwater flowing down the corner of his mouth. He lowered his head, chuckled softly, almost as gently as if he were coaxing a child, "I know you like Sho."

Misaki Miku's eyes widened suddenly. The eyes of Ichinose Waka in front of her were cold and menacing, like the eyes of a beast opening in the night.

“I knew it all along. The way you look at her is like you’re afraid someone will taint her or take her away.”

He stopped half a step in front of her, as if if he got any closer, he could hear each other's heartbeats.

"Unfortunately, Xiao Xiang belongs to me."

"She would like me, kiss me, and even cry and beg me to stay."

"What about you?"

Ichinose Wakaba leaned down, her eyes close to mine, and whispered, "You have nothing, except a crazy version of yourself that's about to lose control."

The rain relentlessly pounded on Miku's thin shoulders, cold and biting, like a punishment, or a baptism.

Misaki stared blankly at the boy in front of her. There was still blood on his lips, and no hesitation or pity in his eyes.

She knew that what Ichinose Wakaba said was true, and even if it wasn't a real Miku Miku, she wasn't willing to gamble on it.

"don't want……"

She murmured softly, her voice broken like pieces of paper, drifting away with the rain.

The next second, Miku's knees slammed heavily to the ground, splashing water everywhere.

"Please...please..."

Her voice was choked with sobs and gasps, squeezed out intermittently from her throat, like the low growl of a wild beast that had endured too much and was finally defeated.

"Ichinose... I'll do anything... just don't hurt her..."

Miku Miku raised her head, tears already blurring her vision with rain, her makeup completely ruined. Her once beautiful face in front of her fans was now filled with humility and pleading.

“You can hit me, scold me, take revenge on me, use me… you can do whatever you want,” she said, choking back tears, “as long as it’s not Xiao Xiang… as long as it’s not her…”

"She knew nothing. She was so innocent and gentle. She just... just wanted a little warmth..."

The voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.

Misaki Miku buried her head between Ichinose Wakaba's legs, like a child who had made a mistake, cowering in the rain, her body trembling uncontrollably.

At this moment, she finally lost control, lost her rationality, and lost all the shell she had as "Matsune Miku"—she was just a girl who was willing to bow down for love, to the dust, and didn't care even if she was trampled on.

He is someone who, even if his world is tainted, will still guard the pure whiteness of Toyokawa Shoko.

Ichinose Wakaba stopped in front of her, squatted down, and stretched out one hand to slowly lift up Misaki Miku's face, which was already covered in tears and her makeup was ruined.

She didn't struggle, but obediently tilted her head back, raindrops and tears clinging to her eyelashes, her cheeks pale, her lips trembling, like a flower about to wither.

Ichinose Wakaba's thumb gently traced the corner of Miku's triangular lips, carrying a chilling tenderness.

"So tell me, if you didn't want Xiaoxiang to get hurt, what would you do?"

A deep voice sounded in her ear, like a spell, carrying a hint of seduction and a cold command.

Miku's body trembled violently, her eyes seeming to have shattered some kind of defense in an instant.

She stared at him blankly, her lips slightly parted as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just closed her eyes.

At that moment, she truly understood.

He has completely seen through her and completely controlled her.

He heard her say "yes"—and decided that she would pay the price for her promise.

Your madness terrifies Miku Mitsuki, your hatred frightens her, and your malice enrages her.

[After offering up her purity, Miku Miku listened to your villainous pre-battle rhetoric, and you revealed your long-held plan.]

First, you acquired a considerable amount of funds through financial expertise, which gave you the power to challenge Toyokawa Sadaharu.

Secondly, you set a trap, using that piece of land worth 168 billion as a springboard, and you, posing as an investment guru, introduced a business opportunity to Toyokawa Sadaharu.

You, posing as Satoshi Nakamoto, led the other party into the abyss called Bitcoin.

Having witnessed the horrors of Bitcoin, even knowing it might be a trap, Toyokawa Sadaharu jumped into this abyss.

[It must be said that he truly deserves his reputation as a man who persevered in the shadows of the Toyokawa family for so long; he used the entire Toyokawa conglomerate as a base to launch his Bitcoin project.]

[Very successful. With your cooperation, the Toyokawa Group has swallowed up most of the Shinomiya Group's assets, and the Tsurumaki Group has also fallen into the trap.]

Or rather, the whole world has fallen into your trap.

The allure of cryptocurrencies has driven them to invest everything they own.

[And the final plan—you poke Miku Miku in the triangle, and amidst her terrified and pained expression, you say, "After a while, I want you to publicly announce that you are Toyokawa Sadaharu's illegitimate son!"]

[Amidst the resounding cries of "No, Misaki Miku!", you snapped a picture of the cream puff: "Misaki Miku, you love to lie. If you dare disobey me, Xiaoxiang will find out that you've been impersonating her friend, and she'll also find out what happened today."]

By the way, don't worry, I won't do anything that would dig my own grave. Even if Xiaoxiang finds out I lied to her, it doesn't matter, because then I'll treat Xiaoxiang the way I treated you.

Under your threats, Misaki Miku tearfully agreed: "I'll do anything you want as long as you don't hurt Xiaoxiang."

[When faced with a girl saying something like that, you straightened up and said you'd help her clean it up.]

[For the girl who is already extremely unwilling to let you into her body, make her clean that thing up—do it now!!! Otherwise, I'll go find Xiao Xiang!!!]

[Amid your roar, Misaki, though obedient and filled with hatred in her eyes, even contemplating biting off her own teeth while cleaning you, remembered your earlier threat and feared that you would do the same thing to Toyokawa Shoko, her beloved, so she carefully cleaned you up.]

After cleaning up, watching you get dressed and leave, Misaki covered her face and wept bitterly, knowing it was all in vain.

Tsk, can't let go of handwriting

Chapter 159 Xiangzi is watching.

Miku Miku knelt on the cold floor, her body stiff as if her soul had been drained, utterly devoid of strength. Her clothes were disheveled, and faint bruises clung to her skin, but the pain in her heart was far greater than her physical pain.

Ichinose Wakaba stood at the door, straightening her collar, as if she had just handled an ordinary transaction.

He glanced back at Mitsuko Miku, a cryptic smile playing on his lips:

"You know what to do, right? Don't let me down. -yue.Yisanshilingling (sevenP)ererr diebashi"

It slammed shut.

Miku Miku finally collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut, her fingertips gripping the floor until her knuckles turned white. Tears had been welling up in her eyes for a long time, but at this moment they finally broke free and silently slid down her cheeks. She bit her lower lip, trying not to cry out, but letting the tears stream down her face.

Misaki Miku couldn't understand what kind of fate had pushed her into such a powerless and helpless abyss.

But Miku Miku could only live, because he said—if she didn't behave, the next one would be someone she cared about.

Miku Miku looked up at the closed door, her eyes no longer filled with fear, but with an emptiness of utter exhaustion and near despair.

At that moment, the blonde idol knew that some things could never be regained.

The moment the door closed, the world finally fell silent.

Miku knelt on the spot, like a powerless statue. A tearing pain gnawed at her chest, yet she uttered no sound. She seemed to have lost her language, and didn't want to speak.

Her fingertips slowly clenched, gripping the cold floor tiles beneath her. Tears wet her eyelashes, falling silently to the ground.

Misaki Miku closed her eyes, her lips moved slightly, and she made no sound, but it was as if she was talking to herself, or as if she was telling someone important to her.

At least I protected Xiao Xiang.

This sentence was like Miku's last bastion. Despite being disheveled and battered, she did not let that person be tainted by this humiliation.

The blonde idol lowered her head, buried her face in her arms, and finally let herself cry—not from fear, not from pain, but from the tenderness that had protected her, which made her unable to hold back her tears.

Once it happens once, it will happen a second time; once it happens a second time, it will happen a third time; and once it happens a third time, it will happen countless times.

Having obtained a doll to vent your frustrations, you openly unleash your repressed desires on it.

[I must say, she inherited your father's excellent genes. As a doll, Miku Miku has a great appearance and figure.]

[However, the only drawback is that the other person is always expressionless, like a puppet. No matter how much you indulge in sadistic desires, they will turn their face away, bite their lip, and remain silent.]

You resent this because it makes you feel like you're just playing with dolls and you don't feel a sense of accomplishment.

So, you've put some effort into Miku Miku's triangle design.

For example, when Toyokawa Shoko's defenses were breached due to the Black Knife Night.

[Activate augmented reality mode?]

Because it was all pre-planned, Ichinose Wakaba was currently enjoying Misaki Miku's services. To be honest, the fact that she looked unwilling but had no choice but to serve him only fueled his violent urges.

Thinking about what would happen later, Ichinose Wakaba hummed a song.

"Ahem,"

Because the rhythm was interrupted, and the sound had penetrated deep into her throat, the triangular Hatsune Miku choked. To the coughing girl, the song sounded very familiar.

In addition, his singing was really good, which attracted Miku Miku.

However, after hearing the lyrics clearly, the blonde girl's face showed a look of disgust—this song was actually written by someone like you!

The song that Ichinose Wakaba hummed was "sumimi," a song by the group Miku Miku belongs to, and the song's title is "The Story You Don't Know."

As their debut song, this song made an impression on the public with sumimi and successfully achieved the number one download on the Oricon chart that month.

She later even performed at last year's Kohaku Uta Gassen (Red and White Song Battle).

You could say that when you talk about Sumimi, you think of this song, and when you talk about this song, you think of Sumimi.

So now, when I hear Ichinose Wakaba singing this song, Misaki Miku gets goosebumps all over her body—it's disgusting!

Why would such a song be written by a demon?

If she used to admire Ichinose Wakaba so much, now Misaki Hatsune feels just as much disgust towards her.

Not only have they manipulated themselves, but they've also manipulated Toyokawa Shoko.

"Why did you treat Xiaoxiang like this?"

Unable to hold back any longer, Mitsuko Misaki, her mouth numb from exhaustion, asked, "Shoko is clearly innocent. If you want revenge, why not just take revenge on Toyokawa Sadaharu?"

"Xiangzi clearly did nothing wrong."