mygo, Villain Simulator

"It's not because I disrespect you... it's because I... I love that piece of music so much."

Shoko Toyokawa continued, her voice lower, as if she were recalling something, or perhaps confessing something.

“But I can’t fully express it by myself… I always feel like something is missing. That’s why I thought of Mu and asked her to help me with the arrangement.”

She paused, her gaze lowered, like a child who had done something wrong:

“I know it’s your work, and I shouldn’t have made that decision on my own. …Eri, you can scold me or punish me, I’ll accept it.”

The afternoon sun cast dappled shadows on the blue-haired young lady's eyelashes. She stood upright, as if awaiting some kind of judgment.

The song I just heard was written by Ichinose Wakaba; it was a song commissioned by her and composed by someone else. However, I secretly prevented this from happening without obtaining her consent.

Furthermore, he leaked the song to others, even though those others were his childhood friend Ruoye Mu.

Toyokawa Shoko was well aware of this.

“I… gave the draft of ‘Silent Night’ to Mu without my permission, and also prevented the original arrangement selection… I know this is overstepping my authority and betraying your trust in me.”

As soon as the blue-haired young lady finished speaking, the air fell silent for a moment, as if even the sunlight paused for a brief instant.

The expected blame did not come.

The red-haired girl simply tilted her head and made a surprised "Eh~?" sound, as if she had only just realized the significance of the matter.

"So you... secretly stopped the original arrangement and even brought in Xiao Mu...?"

"……Um."

"You even showed her my sample?"

"...It was my fault."

“Then…” Ichinose Wakaba took a step closer to her, staring at her with wide eyes, “Are you… really thinking of joining forces with her to start a revolution or something? To secretly betray me when I’m not looking?”

"Backstab? I—that's not what I meant!"

"Hey, hey, don't be so nervous." Ichinose Wakaba finally laughed, waving her hand lightly as if she had hit a nerve. "I'm just a little curious."

She stretched out a finger and poked Toyokawa Shoko's forehead, then rubbed the other's face. "I did intend to hand over the arrangement for this song, but if you think Komu is more suitable... then it's fine to give it to her."

"...Aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry?" Ichinose Wakaba shrugged. "You're so worried, it melts my heart. Besides—"

After speaking his mind, he suddenly put his hands on his hips, his expression changing as if he had entered dramatic mode: "If you really want to stop me from making my original choice, then you'd better come up with an amazing result, okay? If Xiao Xiang messes it up, I'll come back for the consequences~?"

"Eriyi..."

“And another thing,” the red-haired girl glanced at Toyokawa Shoko sideways, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, “you’re taking this way way too seriously. This is such a fun thing, and you didn’t even ask me to do it with you?”

"........."

"You're punished by having to buy me three matcha lattes later, no less."

Toyokawa Shoko sighed softly, but then couldn't help but laugh.

—Sure enough, she could never predict the pace of this "boss".

Just like how the blue-haired young lady sometimes can't understand what her childhood friend is thinking.

Ruoye Mu, who had been standing behind the two, did not interrupt.

She simply stood quietly, holding her guitar, under the dappled shadows of the trees, like some kind of illusion that blended into the midday summer day—silent, serene, almost making one forget her existence.

But the doll-like girl's golden eyes remained fixed on the two figures talking in the sunlight, never blinking.

Especially with Ichinose Wakaba.

In her eyes, the other person's exquisite acting skills were impressive.

If it weren't for the fact that they had both walked the path of acting for a long time, if it weren't for the fact that they were of the same mind and body, if it weren't for the fact that Ichinose Wakaba was another personality of Ruoba Mutsumi.

Ruoye Mu may have also been deceived by the other party.

However, if you've been scammed, you've been scammed.

She heard every apology from Toyokawa Shoko and saw Ichinose Wakaba's unexpected reaction. Her eyes flickered slightly.

After a moment, Ruoye Mu seemed to have finally made up her mind and slowly stepped forward.

She stood in front of Ichinose Wakaba, lowered her head, and gave a small bow.

"……sorry."

The voice was soft, but clear.

“I accepted Xiangzi’s request and touched that piece of music without your prior consent.”

She lowered her head, obediently awaiting punishment like a doll, her hands holding the paper bag tightening slightly, her fair knuckles turning slightly bluish-white.

Before Ichinose Wakaba could even tentatively speak, Ruoba Mutsumi suddenly raised her head and, like a small animal that had suddenly gained courage, softly added:

"But... that piece of music... is really beautiful."

Before Ichinose Wakaba could even process how to react, the girl with light green hair ran off.

"I'm sorry, Mu doesn't really like talking to strangers."

Seeing her unreliable childhood friend, Toyokawa Shoko sighed inwardly—Mumu, you weren't like this before.

In the past, Ruoye Mu was very lively and capable, like an older sister standing in front of the blue-haired young lady.

For Xiaoxiang?

Xiao Xiang doesn't like this.

Hmm? You want Xiaoxiang to go to tutoring classes?

Xiao Xiang is very tired; she still has to practice piano.

Aunt Ruihui, please apologize to Xiaoxiang.

Grandpa Dingzhi, Xiaoxiang doesn't like those people. Don't let them get close to Xiaoxiang anymore.

In the past, Mutsumi Ruoba protected Toyokawa Shoko very well, like a safe harbor, protecting the blue-haired young lady—if Mutsumi had been like that, I wouldn't have become like this now, would I?

Toyokawa Shoko felt that if Ruoye Mutsu had been like that, she would never have ended up like this, having left the family.

As he reminisced, Ruoye Mu disappeared from his sight.

"It's alright, because he's a very cute child, so I forgave him."

Seeing Ichinose Wakaba's pregnant belly, the blue-haired young lady couldn't help but chuckle, covering her lips with her fingertips and her shoulders trembling slightly.

"By the way, how's the composition coming along?"

Avoiding the topic of Ruoye Mutsu, Ichinose Wakaba was thinking about how to deal with the exposure while chatting with Toyokawa Shoko—she decided to tell others when she got back that she had actually played this song for others as well.

Ichinose Wakaba is going to do something like a light novel plot, like that one—a beautiful girl who ran away from home was picked up by an autistic otaku and became a super popular YouTuber with the otaku's help.

As for how to have two people appear at the same time?

Modern technology is very powerful; it can create a lifelike doll, a recorder, and a blurry door lock camera.

Ichinose Wakaba planned to create some small news after returning home, so she deliberately let some anti-fans take pictures of her with Uesugi Erii.

And then—emulator, save me! Give me the ability to create clones!!!

So, Ichinose Wakaba was determined to go back and conduct a simulation to try and gain the ability to create a clone to clear her name. She saw the girl with light green hair running over with five cups of matcha coffee in her arms.

A girl with short white hair and heterochromatic eyes was following the other person. She seemed to be attracted by the matcha coffee and had been following them.

"Don't blame Xiangzi for saying = change clothes, get wet, smell, and stroll at noon."

Ruoye Mu repeated it softly, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz, yet carrying a rare firmness. It was a sentence that seemed to have taken all her courage to utter.

She kept her head down, clutching the paper tray containing five matcha lattes, her fingers clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

Strands of hair on her forehead were damp with sweat, clinging softly to her cheeks like petals blooming in the summer afternoon, yet concealing their inner turmoil. Her lips were slightly pursed, as if she were nervous, as if she were afraid, as if she was worried that she would be blamed or pushed away at any moment.

Just as Ruoye Mu lowered her head, a gentle hand reached out.

Toyokawa Shoko carefully took the matcha coffee from her hand, her movements as gentle as if handling the most precious object. Then, without hesitation, she pulled the girl into her arms.

"Mu, I'm sorry."

These words, as light as the wind, landed on the softest spot in my heart.

Ruoye Mu seemed to be stunned for a moment, her empty arms trembled slightly, and then she raised her hands and slowly hugged the other person's back.

The air was filled with the sweet scent of matcha and milk, mixed with the fragrance of cherry blossoms still lingering on the street, and the warm breeze of a summer noon, which brought a sense of peace.

Standing to the side, Ichinose Wakaba, who had been plotting what Ruoba Mutsumi wanted to do after returning, couldn't help but smile slightly as she watched the scene before her.

He put his hands in his pockets, looked up at the sunlight filtering through the shadows of the trees on the street, and then looked down at the five matcha lattes still steaming cold.

"Well--"

Ichinose Wakaba gently turned her face away, not wanting anyone to see the slight upturn of her lips.

"This way...it doesn't seem so bad."

That's what she was thinking.

Then, the matcha coffee that Ruoye Mutsu had given as compensation to Toyokawa Shoko was dangling in front of the white-haired girl. The girl with heterochromia was like a cat encountering a cat toy, unable to look away.

[Simulated subject: Kaname Rakuna.]

Should we conduct a simulation?

【no. 】

If Toyokawa Shoko and Ruoba Mutsu weren't there, then Ichinose Wakaba would definitely be simulating it right now. So, she handed the matcha coffee she was holding to Kaname.

Ichinose Wakaba gently rubbed the other person's face, revealing a heterochromatic-eyed girl purring contentedly like a cat being petted. She took the matcha coffee and happily took a sip—an empty, strange, but interesting person~

After saying that, holding the matcha coffee, like a cat that had lost interest, he told Lena to leave.

Toyokawa Shoko held Ruoye Mutsu in her arms, her voice as soft as a feather. Ruoye Mutsu nodded slowly in her embrace, as if she had finally found a place to belong.

Turning her head, this scene appeared to Ichinose Wakaba like a heartwarming moment from a stage play.

He didn't interrupt, but silently walked over and neatly placed the matcha lattes on the roadside bench, his movements as crisp and efficient as ever.

"Alright, alright, it's about time to have something sweet to replenish your brain."

Ichinose Wakaba continued with her previous persona—clapping her hands, as if to avoid making the atmosphere too heavy, she deliberately changed the rhythm, "If you cry again, I'll punish you two by making you go home and memorize the melody fifty times."

Toyokawa Shoko chuckled and released Ruoye Mu from her arms, reaching out to take one of the lattes and handing it to Wakaba: "Boss, you drink first."

"Well, of course—"

Ichinose Wakaba took the coffee and was about to raise the cup to drink when she suddenly heard a "snap" in her ear.

The paper tray slipped, knocking over three cups of coffee onto the floor, splashing brown liquid that spread a cold, bitter aroma across the ground.

"Mu?!"

Toyokawa Shoko looked at her side in surprise.

Ruoye Mu stood still, her fingertips still in the position where she had just knocked over the paper tray.

The doll-like girl lowered her eyes, her face still expressionless, as if she herself was unaware of what had happened.

"Ah...I'm sorry."

Ruoye Mu spoke softly, as if finally waking from a daze, "My hand slipped."

Her gaze fell on Ichinose Wakaba's soiled clothes, and the doll-like girl's lips curved into a slight smile.

Hehehe, tomorrow will be fun!

Chapter 176 Don't even think about escaping

Q: What should I do if my clothes get wet?

Most people would probably wipe their clothes with paper first.

So, when faced with the fact that the mess was caused by her own mistake, Ruoye Mu first showed a flustered expression, like a little animal that had done something wrong.

Then she quickly took out a neatly folded handkerchief from her bag, carefully reached out to help the other person wipe their face, but stopped halfway and hesitated, asking:

"Can I... wipe it...?"

His voice was so soft it seemed as if it would shatter at the slightest touch, and his eyes were full of apology and unease.

In reality, it was Ruoba Mutsumi who accidentally spilled the drink, causing a large water stain to appear on Ichinose Wakaba's clothes.