I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

He said, "Do you know that your mother still has the contact information for her first love? Do you know that?!"

"If that weren't the case, why would I have gone to see Keiko!"

Risa Yajima was speechless for a moment, unable to blame her father.

All I could say was, "Dad, if my mom deletes my contact information, would you be willing to leave Huizi?"

"Is simply deleting her contact information enough?" Yajima Jiro said, "That's completely useless! Her contact information isn't in your mother's phone, it's in her heart!"

Risa Yajima seemed to have calmed down a bit. She said, "Dad, I understand. If you really want to do this, and if Mom agrees, I will agree."

"Really?" Jiro Yajima looked at Risa Yajima with some surprise.

“Of course that’s true,” Risa Yajima said. “But I’m scared. I’m scared that Keiko will treat me badly, Dad.”

"That Huizi is not a good mother. Her daughter is a very gloomy girl. Before, she only had one school uniform. Every day when she ate, she could only drink water."

"Father, would you really want me to suffer all this too?" Risa Yajima cried. "I'll be abused."

Her crying made Yajima Jiro a little angry.

"Risa! How could Keiko be like that? She's a very, very good mother. Didn't we see that before? Isn't Aoi a good person?"

"It's because Aoi has suddenly become like this recently, and those clothes are brand new. Haven't you noticed how thin Aoi is, like she might fall over if a gust of wind blows her away?"

Risa Yajima kept emphasizing this.

But Yajima Jiro didn't believe her, so Yajima Risa had no choice but to make a promise with him.

"If that Keiko really isn't a good mother, then Father, you must promise me you won't see her again."

"Okay, I promise you."

The two made this agreement.

Risa Yajima then returned to her room and found her mother: "Mom, don't worry. I'll win again this time. Believe me."

Momono Yajima could only trust her daughter, but she cried again.

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The next day, Aoi Asahi woke up from her sleep.

It was already noon.

After getting dressed, she went to the washroom to wash up.

There is a new set of toiletries here, and Asahi's name is specially written on them.

Aoi glanced at it and then began to wash up.

It took her half an hour to finally finish washing up.

When we arrived at the reception area, everything was brightly lit.

Aoi sat on the sofa by the window, curled up inside, and looked out at the sky.

At this moment, Aoi Asahi had no idea what to do.

Having gained a world that was entirely her own for the first time, she felt completely lost and disoriented.

Some things are fake, like they're seen through a filter, impossible to truly touch.

As she looked at everything in the firm, an idea suddenly popped into her head.

"This is where he grew up."

As Aoi said those words, her cheeks suddenly flushed red.

Everything here seems to have shed its packaging and become more real. I put some fish food in the goldfish bowl and placed it on the windowsill, letting the goldfish bask in the sunlight.

My feet, clad only in calf socks, sank into the dark brown wooden floor, the old planks sometimes creaking and groaning.

She would deliberately step on it, listening to the sound of the wooden planks.

My fingers slowly traced the spines of the books on the bookshelf, some new, some old, some rough, and some smooth.

“He may have done something like this before.”

The girl murmured to herself, and after walking around the entire agency, she finally found something she could do.

—Clean up the accumulated moss.

Aoi Asahi took the backpack out of the storage room and took out the small boxes inside one by one.

Because it was well preserved at the time, and the moss was very resilient.

So the mosses are in pretty good condition.

But Asahi's feelings were somewhat complicated.

—Initially, I deliberately didn't ask for the moss, just so I would have a reason to come to Xia Wuzhao's house later.

But who knew it would turn out like that, meaning he would never speak a word to Xia Wuzhao again.

I thought there was no chance left, but they moved in again.

She thought, "The world is truly unpredictable."

Chapter 72 This infuriating, disorienting forest [4/5]

"Xia Wuzhao, your teacher wants to see you."

The class monitor, who had just walked in from outside the classroom, called out, and everyone glanced at her.

I don't know what happened.

Some well-informed students waited until Xia Wuzhao left before boasting, "You all don't know, I saw Asahi Aoi's mother."

"what?"

"Don't be surprised, Asahi's mother is throwing a tantrum in the reception room. She almost got into a fight with the teacher and was yelling loudly."

The student showed off, looking smugly at the surprised looks on the faces of those around him.

"What did Asahi Aoi's mother look like?"

"Yes, yes. Is she pretty or not?"

"I'd say she's pretty," the student said, sounding uncertain.

"How can it be considered as such? It's either yes or no, there's no such thing as 'should be considered'."

"Well, I'm not really sure. At first glance, Asahi Aoi's mother is quite pretty. But her makeup is so heavy that I can't see her real face at all."

The people around were speechless, looking like they didn't know what to say.

In the reception room, Jun Yokokawa was helplessly dealing with the woman in front of him.

She said, "Ms. Nomura, even if you ask us, we don't know where your daughter is. We personally delivered her to your house. You should have seen her and received Asahi Aoi."

"As for yesterday, Aoi Asahi ran away on her own and disappeared without a trace. How could we possibly figure out where Aoi Asahi went? After all, none of us are gods."

"I don't care! I don't care, understand? Who gave you permission to make Asahi Aoi reflect on her actions at home without my consent? Who gave you permission to punish her like this? If it weren't for this incident, would Asahi Aoi have gone missing?" Keiko kept slamming her fist on the table, her agitated state like a ticking bomb.

"Ms. Nomura, this is not our responsibility, do you understand?"

Jun Yokokawa said, "This is your own responsibility. You let Aoi run away on her own. You made Aoi leave. Even if she can't be found, it's still your own responsibility. Who knows what you did to Aoi?"

Although she still looked the same, her tone involuntarily carried a hint of disdain.

"Me? Is it my fault?"

In a fit of rage, Keiko swept everything off the table onto the floor, making a loud crashing noise.

The cup was shattered on the floor, and the ashtray was spinning rapidly.

Steaming hot tea water spilled all over the floor. Keiko placed her hands on the low table and stared at Yokokawa Jun like a hyena.

"What nonsense are you spouting here? What do you know? You have no idea what I've done for her! I give her 300,000 yen every month, what more could she ask for!"

"It's all because I gave her too much money and spoiled her too much that she's become so disrespectful to her elders!"

She rebuked him with righteous indignation, just like a good mother.

Jun Yokokawa, smoking a cigarette, said with an indifferent expression, "To be honest, you should ask Aoi's friends in your class. You might get more information that way. I've already called her friend over, and you can ask him in a bit."

This attitude enraged Keiko, who felt like overturning the entire table.

But then the phone rang suddenly, and Keiko impatiently opened her phone.

Only after seeing Yajima Jiro's name did she regain some composure.

She glanced warily at Yokokawa Jun, then walked to the window and answered the phone.

She called out in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Jiro."

Jiro Yajima smiled and said, "Keiko, is everything settled?"

"Oh, I've spoiled her too much," Keiko said with a regretful tone. "I've been too good to her. I've spoiled her terribly. Yesterday I only scolded her once, since she and Risa had fought. I asked her to apologize, something so simple, but she couldn't even do that, and then she ran away from home."

"Look, it's all my fault for spoiling her too much."

“Keiko, aren’t all of us parents like this?” Yajima Jiro sighed with empathy, “We parents save every penny, we’re reluctant to eat or dress well.”

"We prioritize spending all our money on our children, and we satisfy all their needs. Isn't it because they are our children? Don't we all love them very much?"

"But look at the final result. These children don't know how to be considerate of their parents or the elderly at all."

“We gave them our whole heart, and look how they treated us! They didn’t take us seriously at all!”

"Putting aside your child, look at Risa. I've been so good to her, and she actually argued with me because of her mother? This is absolutely outrageous!"

"I could only lie to her and say that Momono cheated on me. After I did that, she actually believed it and acted like an adult all day long, but she couldn't even tell the truth from the lies. Look at what kind of nonsense this is."

Huizi comforted her, "It's okay. We can teach him a lesson after we get married."

“Yes, marriage. That Momono is like a block of wood, completely devoid of any zest for life. Every day when I come home from get off work, seeing her makes me lose my appetite.” Yajima Jiro repeated, then said, “Risa has already been fooled by me. As long as you can prove to her that you are truly a good mother, especially if Asahi Aoi tells her herself, she will probably believe it.”

"Keiko, do your best. When that time comes, we can get married."

Yajima Jiro smiled.

"I'll definitely do my best," Huizi replied sweetly. "Let's go out for dinner together tonight."

The two joked around for a while before Huizi hung up the phone.

With a cold expression, she walked to the sofa in front of Yokokawa Jun.

He said impatiently, "Hasn't it arrived yet?"

"They're here." Jun Yokokawa smiled and called out, "Come in."

As Huizi looked over, Xia Wuzhao pushed open the door and entered.

"Yokokawa-sensei," Natsugiri Kai called out.

"Come here." Jun Yokokawa beckoned, gesturing for Kai Natsugiri to stand beside him.

Huizi glanced at Xia Wuzhao and couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement.

"Damn it!"

She cursed inwardly, but could only suppress her anger.

He said to Natsugiri Kai, "Have you ever seen an Asahi sunflower?"

She spoke softly, a stark contrast to her previous manner.

Because Xia Wuzhao had worked at an izakaya, he was someone who could directly threaten her dignity.

That's why she was so polite—she wanted to maintain her dignity.

—Keiko, dressed in her finest attire, in the izakaya.

Her previous tantrums and outbursts did not damage her dignity.

Because it's the sunflower that's lost face, and the sunflower's dignity that's damaged.

“No,” Natsumi said. “I haven’t seen Asahi Aoi in a long time.”

Chapter 73 The Mirror Within a Mirror in an Overlapping Cycle [5/5]

"You really didn't see it? Really, you really didn't see it?"

Keiko asked again.

“Hmm, I didn’t see her.” Xia Wuzhao said, “I’m not very familiar with Asahi Aoi. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have only found out now that Asahi Aoi is actually your daughter.”