I don't keep a diary, I only spoil life.

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A pair of eyes stared at the plant in the pot.

Feeling lost and numb,

I can't help but reflect on all my experiences since I started keeping this diary.

then.

She picked up her diary.

I flipped back several pages over the past few days.

Please adjust it to the paragraph where Mysterious Person A describes himself.

A short while later.

The man from Mutou looked puzzled.

Savor the text carefully.

Silently, I closed it up.

Curled up in the dark, sunless bed.

He tucked that diary into his pocket.

Gently wiping away the tears on her face, Ruoye Mu silently reflected on her life.

She felt the contents of the diary were very insightful.

He wrote about his troubles in great detail.

My mother always thought of herself as a work of art.

In order to generate publicity and make people see her as a perfect work of art that she has personally created, she is completely unwilling to listen to any of the true feelings of Wakaba Mutsu.

At this moment.

The words of criticism from his mother still echoed in Mu Tou's mind.

[Mu, how many times have I told you, stop wasting your time on those childish, play-house bands, why don't you listen?]

[As your mother, I've never discussed this with you. Mu, have you ever thought about the entertainment industry seniors who have high expectations for you? Have you ever thought about how much resources I've invested in you since you were little? We, as your parents, have paved the way for you and cleared away any obstacles in your path, but why... why won't you listen to me even a little bit?]

It's okay if you're immature; your mother has struggled her way up to this age. But... I pointed out your mistakes, and why won't you correct them? You're clearly a genius with limitless acting talent, someone with the potential to reach the pinnacle of the film and television industry... In fact, if you wanted to, even someone as popular as Mai Sakurajima a few years ago, with our family's resources, you could definitely overshadow her.

[Mu, you need to understand, you only live once. Any small mistake could lead you to utter ruin. What we parents can and should do is guide you onto the path that is absolutely best for you, the most perfect path. You are still young and don't understand now, but you will definitely understand our intentions in the future.]

They keep saying it's for your own good, and that it's the right path.

Those words that, at first glance, seem to be educational but are actually lessons, are like the shrieks of a demon.

Even if a person buries their head in a potted plant, they still can't ignore it.

The girl couldn't help but tremble with fear at her mother's angry expression.

However, all of that criticism...

Throughout the conversation, the only thing that was consistently ignored was the feelings of the people from Mutou.

Ruoye Mutsu wanted to refute Mori Minami's words about Sakurajima Mai, but when she saw the look of disappointment in her mother's eyes, she ultimately chose to remain silent and put her hands down.

'I can't speak up; if I do, things will definitely get worse.'

The girl knew very well that all she could do was endure it to prevent everyone from suffering more trauma, but then she thought of Xiang's gloomy face as he left and that diary.

The person who owns the diary understands me.

Minami can't do it.

Now that things have come to this, even if she were to pull out that comical diary again, she would find it difficult to muster any enthusiasm.

The only thing that never stopped was his constant staring at the screen of his phone.

[Ding-dong!]

Follow the sound;

Ruoye Mu quickly grabbed her phone.

[Toyokawa Shoko (1 unread message)]

It's auspicious!

A sense of security, which had been absent for a long time, enveloped Mu Zimi, who was almost swallowed up by insecurity.

I quickly clicked on it.

[Toyokawa Shoko]: Mutsu, don't worry, Mori Minami's doomsday has come!

A concise and to-the-point statement.

However, Ye Mu felt a chill run down his spine upon closer examination.

This wasn't the first time she had witnessed Xiangzi's immature side.

But this sentence, coupled with Xiangzi's expressionless profile before leaving, created a chemical reaction in Mu's heart, forming a terrifying possibility.

A moment later, her eyes widened, her face filled with fear.

Xiang...is going to kill his mother...

That won't work.

We cannot...at least we shouldn't...let Xiang come.

She quickly fiddled with her phone, hastily typing: 【No!】

Two incredibly simple words, yet Mu Tou Ren lost for a long time.

This also made Toyokawa Shoko frown on the other side of the screen.

Right now, a wild party is taking place in her rented apartment.

The party only had one member, Kiyoyuki Toyokawa.

The disheartened middle-aged man swayed back and forth on his cramped six-square-meter tatami mat, and the noise, even through the door, irritated Xiangzi.

Fortunately, her home wasn't in an apartment building; otherwise, she would have been put on a vibration device long ago.

Thanks to the restlessness inside, she typed away rapidly, her attitude quite forceful.

[Toyokawa Shoko]: "No? Why not?"

Normally, Toyokawa Shoko would likely have lost control of her emotions immediately and deleted Wakaba Mutsu from her chat list, but given the warm scent of banknotes under the covers, she managed to control her emotions.

I received a reply very quickly.

【Wakaba Mutsu】: "No, it just won't work. My...Mom can't die."

"..."

Immediately, Toyokawa Shoko, whose face was bare, choked and couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.

What's going on? Who's trying to kill your mother?

She wanted to explain again, but just then, she suddenly heard Zhongdeng's wailing coming from the next room.

With a sigh, he could only leave with the words "Wait for my news" before heading straight to the neighbor's house.

.....

[14 unread messages]

This is the number of messages that Toyokawa Shoko sent to Wakaba Mutsu continuously while she was rushing to settle the crazed Nakano.

If she didn't receive a reply every minute, she couldn't help but send another message.

With each message she sent, her heart trembled.

Gradually, the communication messages on the screen resembled a bullet hell game, causing Wakaba Mutsu to lose her composure and panic, unsure of what to do.

The string of unread messages made the girl panic.

I felt utterly hopeless.

Then scroll up the chat to the line "Wait for my message".

As Mu Ru entered the ice cellar, the constant "zawazawa" sound in her ears sent chills down her spine.

Xiang, is she serious?

That resolute and ruthless attitude made Mu extremely worried.

"Oh no, I shouldn't have spoken."

In the girl's opinion.

It was probably my firm insistence that Xiang not kill Senmina that made the other party's attitude change from negotiation to resolute. If I hadn't responded, would this completely uncontrollable outcome have been changed?

A mini-drama immediately appeared in Ye Mu's little head.

In the scene, Minami and Shoko each wield a knife and stab each other, engaging in a stand-up fight, ultimately ending in a tragic scene where they both fall to the ground, covered in blood, and gradually fall silent.

That kind of ending...

Ruo Ye Mu was completely at a loss.

I quickly picked up my phone again, wanting to say something more.

From an outsider's perspective, during the time she was lost in thought and muttering to herself, Xiangzi's messages had already changed from "unread" to "read".

The other party even sent a message saying, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to your mother. I just think we should strive for something through our own efforts."

but.

"Can't see..."

"Why..."

"I can't see anything..."

Cold sweat gradually began to appear on my forehead.

Wakaba Mutsu's eyes remained fixed on the screen.

But strangely enough...

The phone she picked up had no text on it.

The blank space looked just like a cartoon character from a fairy tale book.

This sense of panic persisted for a long time.

Until Wakaba Mutsu suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Only a few strange characters appeared on the screen.