Uneasy daily life

“Because it was just blown up,” Yukinoshita Haruno laughed. “I just checked online, and Sakurajima-san’s fans are making quite a fuss.”

"I'm used to it." Mai Sakurajima glanced at her phone and laughed, "Oh dear, I think I'm starting to lose followers. How are you going to compensate me, you haters?"

Bai Ying said dismissively, "As a hater, helping you lose followers is my job."

"She was my fan before, how did she turn against me so quickly?"

"Because of the hot weather, food spoils faster, it should turn slower in winter."

"Ahem." Yukinoshita's father coughed lightly and interjected, "Most of the online arguments are pointless, and Sakurajima doesn't need to care. He can always change his career."

“No need for that,” Mai Sakurajima said casually. “I originally wanted to leave the top tier of celebrity and focus on my acting career. Since my career path is different from the expectations of some fans, it’s only natural that they will leave. This is just a little earlier than expected.”

Bai Ying asked in confusion, "If I help you lose followers, shouldn't you thank me?"

Mai Sakurajima replied seriously, "Thank you."

"The 'mischievous' tactic is actually quite useful in certain situations," Yukino Haruno commented. "For example, he can be used to block arrows, reflect damage, and act as a spearhead. His random methods are very suitable for solving random problems."

Is this a veiled criticism that I'm using haters as tools? That's a bit absurd. Why is it that I'm being targeted by Yukinoshita's older sister again?

Mai Sakurajima laughed and said, "The hater is not exactly an unrelated person."

"It's quite enjoyable to battle against other players using keyboards."

Bai Ying generously cupped his hands and said, "If anyone has any needs, feel free to call Bai Ying's online chat service. First-time customers get a 20% discount, and we offer monthly packages to keep you away from all kinds of cyberbullying and make you a top-notch person who enjoys having fun—Warrior Pro, interested in one?"

"Ah, no," Goto Ichiri answered immediately, then asked疑惑地, "Why are you asking me?"

Bai Ying said matter-of-factly, "You look like the type who cares a lot about what others think."

"?"

A question mark appeared above Goto Ichiri's head. Me? A paramecium that no one cares about, a rare hammer snake in Shimokitazawa, no one even has anyone to comment on me, would I care about other people's opinions?

“That’s true…” Ichiji Nijika said with concern, “Pochi-chan, try not to reply to other people’s messages when you’re online in the future.”

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?"

Goto Ichiri took a sip of his cola and noticed that everyone was looking at him with a sense of 'this kid is a bit worrying'.

The internet is my spiritual home! I'm a guitar hero with 30,000 followers online!

Although I'm a socially awkward person in real life, I'm incredibly powerful online!

Goto Ichiri internally protested, but didn't say it aloud. Guitar Hero online, Paramecium in the band, and Nijika had even praised Guitar Hero for playing well before... It would be too embarrassing to say it out loud. If no one believed her... Ugh! I would suffer severe mental trauma!

"Brave Plus, how many fans do you have?"

The white figure suddenly brought up the topic of Ox-Head and Horse-Face.

Mai Sakurajima casually replied, "Judging by the numbers alone, it's over eight million."

Boom!

Goto Ichiri's eyes widened as the number three million instantly filled his mind.

Although I know Mai Sakurajima is a celebrity... more than eight million? Is this the level of an eight million god?!

“There are actually quite a few zombie followers among them. After all, registering an account is not troublesome, and there are also issues with the chat software and the types of people who follow casually.” Mai Sakurajima shook her head and said, “Japan’s total population is only a little over 100 million. If a celebrity has 10 million fans, it is enough to influence the social structure. So these numbers are not very useful for reference.”

Bai Ying asked again, "So how many fans have you lost now?"

Mai Sakurajima glanced at it: "About thirty thousand, just a small change."

Boom!

Am I... my 30,000 followers just a tiny fraction?!

"Gah...gurgle...lulu...I...only a small amount..."

Goto Ichiri murmured strange words, her whole being melting away.

I'm sorry, I was too arrogant. How dare a mere paramecium call itself a powerhouse on the internet? Indeed, a paramecium is a paramecium no matter where it is...

"You see, isn't this so easily influenced?"

The white figure gestured to a pink object, successfully proving its conclusion.

Yamada Ryo leaned closer to the pink object and muttered, "Give me a thousand yen now as a fan fee, and I'll open ten accounts to follow Boqi."

Snapped!

"Liang! Shut up!"

Ijichi Nijika raised her hand and pressed Yamada Ryo down, veins bulging on her forehead: "And Poke-chan! Don't actually take out your money!"

Sigh! Managing a team is so difficult!

After a dramatic dinner party, everyone prepared to head home under the cover of night.

"Yonai, how about we go home together?"

Yukinoshita's father suggested with a smile.

"Alright then, let's go back to Chiba today to prepare for the fireworks festival," Yukinoshita Haruno said with a smile. "What does Nijika-chan think? Have you made up your mind?"

Ichika Nigatsu, supporting Goto Ichiri, looked at her teammates, hesitated for a moment, and nodded, saying, "No problem! We'll do our best to perform well!"

Yukinoshita waved goodbye to the group with a smile. Yukinoshita's father was overjoyed and immediately made a phone call to give orders: "Yes, just come over."

A car sped out from the street corner and stopped in front of the food stall. The burly driver leaned out of the car and said, "Get in."

"You get out of the car, I'll drive."

driver:"?"

After some discussion about performance bonuses among the adults, the driver realized he wasn't riding in his boss's car, so he went to the train station alone to return to Chiba.

With the car keys in hand, Yukinoshita's father regained his confidence—unfortunately, it didn't work on the goddess.

"Yonai, you traitor, get in the car, let's drive back to Chiba."

The father smiled slightly under the snow.

Sakurajima Mai: "..."

Although I live in Yokohama, Kanagawa, which is southwest of Tokyo, and Chiba is southeast of Tokyo, separated by the Pacific Ocean, and we live in completely different places, there is reason to suspect that this uncle said it on purpose.

"Interested in visiting Yokohama?" Mai Sakurajima smoothed her sideburns. "The director also lives in Yokohama and has been quite happy lately. He even said he wants to work with you on your next script."

"Tell the director—Chiba is sacred land, and he and the little dark room are not allowed to enter!"

Bai Ying immediately got into the car and sat in the driver's seat.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Yukino's father frowned and said with disdain, "Young man, is this where you should be sitting?"

Bai Ying leaned back in his chair, frowning as he said, "Big brother, is this where you should be sitting?"

Yukinoshita's father: "?"

What? You want to experience self-driving cars so the sequel will have no survivors?

With a click, the car door next to the driver's seat opened, and Yukinoshita Haruno said with a smile, "Father, let me drive the car."

"No problem, I trust Yang Nai to drive. Keep it up!"

Yukino's father immediately moved to the back seat.

The car started and headed towards Chiba.

Mai Sakurajima pondered for a moment, wondering if it would be feasible to trick the hater into coming to Yokohama.

It's unlikely, unless he experiences puberty syndrome again, or Sakuta Azusagawa encounters similar problems. Otherwise, the chances of the hater going there on his own are extremely low.

If the mountains and rivers don't come, I'll be the mountains and rivers myself.

This way is more reliable.

Under the snow... isn't it a bit too much for the whole family to come out?

Judging from the last battle, Yukinoshita's family members are probably not an obstacle for her, but rather an asset.

Mai Sakurajima stood with her arms crossed amidst the city's dazzling lights, watching the cars in her field of vision gradually shrink.

I'm a little envious.

……

……

"Can you feel it?"

"Your luck with women?"

"The definition of 'good luck in love' is having a lot of luck with the opposite sex," Bai Ying said confidently. "I have even more luck with the same sex."

"Oh really?"

"My older brother is in the back seat."

"What should we call it? Chrysanthemum Luck?"

"Cistanche deserticola transport".

The two people in the front seats chatted casually, while Yukinoshita's father in the back seat was trying to figure out how to join the conversation so as not to seem like a guest. Listening to their chatter, he frowned slightly—was the content of their conversation a bit indecent? But judging from their casual manner...hmm? It seemed that Haruno's relationship with the villain was better than he had thought?

"9528, I have a question for you."

The white figure continued, "Look, you're a little jealous of the hero, very dissatisfied with your aunt, and have no respect for your older brother..."

"Stop, stop, stop." Yukinoshita Haruno rolled her eyes. "That's all in the past, what are you talking about?"

“You don’t understand,” Bai Ying explained. “Have you read history? The life of a historical figure is a curve full of ups and downs. For those who read history, it’s easy to look at and analyze all the parts of the curve by looking at the highest point of the curve. That’s what impressions are.”

“Hmm…” Yukinoshita Haruno pondered, “I think my impression of you is fine, you rascal, huh?”

well said!

Yukinoshita's father publicly agreed.

"So what's your impression of me?" Yukinoshita Haruno asked with a chuckle. "A twisted siscon? A rebellious female college student? A two-faced person?"

Yukinoshita's father immediately cast a sharp glance at the white figure from the back seat—no derogatory remarks allowed, no slander! She's clearly an outstanding older sister, a multi-talented college student, and a social butterfly!

Bai Ying pondered for a moment, then glanced at Yukinoshita a few times: "A lost little girl who loves music."

"Even a scoundrel can make a mistake? I'm just creating trouble for myself. I'm just getting by day by day. Maybe I'm already approaching the mental age of an old man."

Yukinoshita laughed and said, "I'm not so easily fooled by you. Anyway, what you want to say is nothing more than the matter between me and my father."

"I won't say anything," Bai Ying waved her hands repeatedly. "Being frank is a matter between you and your brother, my dear niece. There's no need for me to interfere."

"Exactly! Mere idlers!"

Yukinoshita's father immediately attacked, but was ignored by the two people in front of him.

"Where are you going, you rascal? To Yukino-chan's apartment? Or should I drop you off at some building?"

"I don't have an apartment or downstairs; I share a place with the prop master in the park."

"garden?"

"Yes, the one in front."

A white figure got out of the car, waved, and slipped away.

Yukinoshita Haruno drove towards the Yukinoshita family home and asked, "So, Father, what is your impression of me?"

"Well..." Yukinoshita's father calmed down. Now was the time to be honest, but how should he phrase it...?

"You want to put it nicely?" Yukinoshita Haruno said with a chuckle. "It's easier to lie if you put it nicely."

"Ahem, of course not." Yukinoshita's father said honestly, "She has some resentment towards me, some jealousy towards Yukino, and some distance from your mother... that's about it."

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

Yukinoshita asked in a strange tone, "Father, did that bastard tell you this?"

“No.” Yukino’s father denied it outright, and after a few seconds of contemplation, he said, “He has spoken my mind.”

"That's true. The best way to deceive someone is to let them deceive themselves."

Yukinoshita couldn't help but laugh out loud, "If it were before the formation, this is probably what I would have thought."