Uneasy daily life

"Are you unwilling to give up? Yet you also feel you don't want to give up?" Bai Ying suddenly asked. "Why don't you want to give up? Could it be that you like the idol profession? You like performing, dancing, singing, and the spotlight, or perhaps you like this profession that will please your mother?"

"do not know!"

Feng Bin and Hua were particularly irritable.

“Take a look at these.” Bai Ying pointed to the cardboard boxes on the table and added, “This female ghost seems to be related to you; you wrote her quite a few love letters.”

"what?"

What is this mess?

Kazuka Toyohama looked at the cardboard box, reached in and took out a letter. It looked vaguely familiar... wait a minute... isn't this her home address? The sender—Kazuka Toyohama?!

Did I write this? Is this another bastard lying to me? No, something feels off.

Feng Binhua became increasingly agitated and took out a letter from the envelope.

[****Wow, that's amazing! The drama is so good, I love it the most...]

Such cheesy language! No wonder that bastard called it a love letter. Is he trying to fabricate a scandal for me? I should just sue that bastard for spreading rumors and get him imprisoned for re-education.

Feng Bin and Hua Xin complained, but their expressions gradually became strange as a question popped into their minds.

Why did I choose to become an idol? Why did I set my sights on becoming an idol?

There's someone, it seems like there's someone who's the reason... no, not Mom...

……

……

"Hiccup, didn't she choose to be an idol herself? She chose it, but she's not doing a good job! Isn't what I'm saying normal?!"

"Mmmmmmm..."

"You must be serious, hardworking, and focused when you do things! Isn't that right?!"

"Yeah……"

"Does her hard work and suffering mean I don't suffer too?!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

It seems I've inexplicably become the other person's confidant? After having lunch and drinks, we went to another place for more drinks.

Aunt Sakurajima didn't know what she was thinking. She just wanted to hear the other person ramble on about her daughter. She couldn't say she was gloating, but she felt a lot of inexplicable nostalgia... as if the other person's experiences and thoughts were all related to her own.

"Ha..." Feng Bin's mother took a sip of wine and asked casually, slightly drunk, "I said—your manager was doing so well, why did he retire from the entertainment industry?"

Was the real purpose of revealing the true intention to ask this question?

Aunt Sakurajima seemed a little dazed, her fingers rubbing against her wine glass as she said uncertainly, "I guess she's made enough money."

Once you've made enough money, shouldn't you start thinking about relationships?

Feng Bin's mother's gaze sharpened, and she asked, seemingly casually, "Then you..."

“I used to think about making something of myself, proving myself, and making him regret his lack of foresight. What kept me going was that bit of stubbornness,” Aunt Sakurajima said simply and without hesitation. “Later, I just didn’t care anymore.”

"Who are you calling blind?" Feng Bin's mother asked with a displeased expression.

“I had no taste and misjudged the man. I accept my bad luck and have no intention of making amends.” Aunt Sakurajima sneered. “I have never asked you for a single penny, nor have I had any dealings with your family. On the contrary, you are the one who is guilty and tormenting your own daughter.”

Feng Bin's mother didn't speak, silently drank a glass of wine, and exhaled a few breaths of alcohol: "Then why did you leave the entertainment industry? Just because of money?"

"...Maybe he was just tired."

Aunt Sakurajima frowned and gave a perfunctory reply.

"Changing careers isn't that simple or easy. Once you quit, it's very difficult to get back up. Why would you give up a job you've worked on for over a decade and achieved considerable success?"

Feng Bin's mother was probably drunk, and she chatted idly about this and that, sometimes talking about work, sometimes nagging about her daughter.

Why did I give up my job as a real estate agent? It felt meaningless and unimportant… Thinking about it this way, it seems the only purpose of my previous work was simply to earn money? If it was just about making money, why would I give up a career I'd had for so long and be willing to become a lowly employee at a construction company? Even when I took the job, I didn't feel much resistance; in fact, I thought it was fine…

Aunt Sakurajima felt increasingly uneasy as she thought about it, and she kept feeling that a figure was constantly flickering in her memory.

……

……

I finally took a shower and confirmed that I didn't smell bad at all—definitely not, it was just that the white fungus was exaggerating to make me feel uncomfortable.

It's roughly like how you get numb when you stomp your feet, or you get breathless when you think about how dirty your nostrils are.

Artificially creating obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness is a valid criterion.

Yukino Yukinoshita, dressed in her pajamas, was stroking her increasingly chubby Knight as usual. She'd be busy starting tomorrow, organizing a fireworks festival on behalf of her family and attending cram school to keep up with her studies. She probably wouldn't have much time to supervise Haku-kun... Hmm? Probably not to supervise Haku-kun, but to create more memories.

Progress has been encouraging lately, and Bai Jun has been willing to reveal a lot about himself—although those things sound like tall tales, some evidence confirms their existence. Even reflecting on Bai Jun's past words and mannerisms, it's clear that in some places he can actually be interpreted as a lie by subtly embellishing the truth.

Bai Jun has finally gotten a cat, a little black cat that matches Knight. The only slight regret is that both are female cats.

In other words, everything is progressing very smoothly.

But why do I always feel a little uneasy?

Feng Bin and Hua will probably have another fight with her mother and will likely run to Bai Jun's house. It's not a big deal; she just seems like a little kid...

Yukino Yukinoshita pondered the situation, feeling a sense of unease and unease stemming from her older sister. What had her sister and Hakukun been through without her knowledge? Writing songs, performing, making movies, and their subtly similar styles of doing things… Should she just ask her sister what it meant?

Asking so directly is a bit strange. Not only will I not get an answer, but I'll probably just get teased by my sister instead!

But even if I don't ask, I still care a lot... It's just that this care doesn't seem to be anything else.

Yukino Yukinoshita couldn't help but think hard. She—had a rival in love? Hmm? When did she have a rival in love?

No, it seems there is one, someone with whom I've declared war, someone I care about deeply...

It's not my older sister, not Toyohama Kazuka, not Anshin-in, and... who is it?

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"Sakurajima Mai!"

Feng Bin and Hua looked up from the letter, bewildered, and suddenly felt something was strange.

A single blue rose now sits in the previously empty vase.

She stared blankly, only to see the blue rose vanish like a phantom. In the blink of an eye, only an empty vase remained on the table.

My brain is a bit malfunctioning.

"My sister has turned into a ghost?!"

Toyohama Kazuka screamed in terror.

Sakurajima Mai, with a dark expression, raised her hand and tapped her younger sister's head.

"Looks like my guess was right, something evil really did get into the house." Bai Ying nodded with certainty. "It's very likely a pervert..."

Mai Sakurajima: #!

You're the pervert!

Chapter 113 I'll bet my account!

"You have an older sister who suffered from the same puberty syndrome as Sakuta Azusagawa, and then disappeared—the kind of disappearance that people would forget about. Your sister's name is Mai Sakurajima?"

Bai Ying stroked her chin and asked.

"Um……"

Kazuha Toyohama was somewhat distracted, blurting out a rough description of what had happened, her mind a jumble of fragmented memories flashing through her mind... She had sworn she wouldn't forget her sister, but after waking up, she'd forgotten her even faster than Yukinoshita... Hmm... she could vaguely remember her sister being right next to her... and... there was...

As an idol, I, Toyohama, and Hana will definitely outshine Sakurajima Mai.jpg.

"I see. No wonder something felt off. I knew I couldn't possibly buy a house and settle down here, keeping my living environment so clean, and even setting up a bedroom specifically for catching runaway girls—what are you trying to do?!"

With a narrow turn of her head, the white figure struck the top of the sofa with the peach wood sword as if it were a stick.

"I'll die with you!"

Feng Bin and Hua were filled with grief and indignation. It was all over; they had completely failed as fans! All because this guy had spouted nonsense to their amnesiac selves, even bragging about them in front of their sister—Aaaaaah!!

Kill kill kill kill kill!

"Calm down! Calm down—! Death row inmates also have the right to appeal!"

Bai Ying quickly grabbed the peach wood sword, struggling against the rampaging Feng Bin and Hua, and loudly argued, "At least you should accuse me of some crime!"

"Fraud!"

Feng Binhua's face flushed red, and she squeezed out her verdict through her back teeth: "Death penalty! Lingchi (death by a thousand cuts)!"

"I request probation!"

"Rejected! Execute immediately!"

"Nonsense! Even if I cheated thousands of people out of more money than they could earn in a lifetime, I shouldn't be sentenced to death! This is a regression in civilization!" Bai Ying, adhering to the principle of accusing first and then talking, said with a face full of confusion, "So what exactly did I do? Tell me, how can I confess if you don't tell me?"

"You don't remember?! Then you deserve to die even more!"

Feng Bin and Hua gritted their teeth and pressed forward with all their might, trying to use this peach wood sword, which was used to slay demons and monsters, to give Bai Ying a few bumps on the head.

"Good heavens, knowing too much is a curse, not knowing anything is also a curse..."

Bai Ying suddenly loosened her grip, and Feng Bin and Hua pressed forward. Before she could react and change her position, she fell onto the sofa with a thud. A hand pressed against her back, and she was like a little turtle whose fate was being strangled, struggling to get up.

How can this guy be so strong?!

It was only then that Toyohama and Hana realized that, in terms of fighting skills, this guy seemed to be at the same level as Taiyuki!

I advise you to calm down first.

Bai Ying glanced sideways at the Assassin Queen, squinting at her to see if she had calmed down.

The Killer Queen remained motionless, faithfully carrying out her task of adding power and holding down Toyohama and Hana.

It was clearly Sima Qian who wrote a letter requesting to fight Zhuge Liang, just to put on a show.

"You said you remembered Mai Sakurajima, so where is Mai Sakurajima? Call her out so I can see her."

"Ok?"

Feng Binhe was taken aback, her gaze sweeping around the living room... Her sister should be in her room, right? A panic gripped her heart, and she quickly got up, pushing aside the white shadow, and began searching the room.

"Sister? Sister! Where are you? Say something!"

There's none in the kitchen, none in the bedroom, none under the bed, and none in the toilet.

After searching around, Feng Bin and Hua returned to the living room and immediately looked at the white figure who was practicing with a peach wood sword. They guessed, "Sister, did my sister go out?"

“How would I know? But judging from your description…” Bai Ying pondered, then gave an example, “It’s obvious that Sakurajima Mai has changed into a form similar to a female ghost. It’s one thing to know that there are ghosts, but it’s not so easy to actually see one.”

'To return from an unobservable state to an observable one, simply relying on flowers isn't enough, or is there something I need to do?'

Sakurajima Mai crossed her arms, glancing hesitantly and suspiciously at the white figure… What did that "pervert" comment mean? Did it mean she casually placed a blue rose, and the hater interpreted it as a ghostly encounter? Or… could the hater see her?

It's hard to say what state I'm in right now. Maybe I really am like a ghost in those eerie tales? It's not that I'm trying to scare anyone, but I simply don't know which of my actions will be observed and which won't, especially considering my status as a hater...

Mai Sakurajima narrowed her eyes, slowly moved closer to the white figure, and approached little by little with a dangerous smile on her lips.

"In short, give me some specific information and see if I can remember it."

"Specifically? Um, how specifically?"

"Haven't you ever learned how to write an essay? Do you even understand what physical description is?"

"Hmm... long black hair, beautiful eyes, beautiful nose, beautiful face..."

"Is this your filter? Be more specific and objective! Isn't your sister tall and beautiful?"

"Correct!"

Isn't your sister petite and adorable?

"Of course!"

"Isn't your sister incredibly capable and a true heroine?"