Uneasy daily life

……

Angelina lay on the bed with a blank expression, as restrained as if she were lying in a coffin.

Anxinyuan's mother and Baiying stood guard by the bedside, their expressions solemn, like those of mourners.

Anxinyuan's father stood at the bedroom door, looking on high alert like a security guard.

Ah... I knew it! Strange things would definitely happen when Bai Ying came to our house!

Angelina opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling, her heart heavy.

Anxin's mother reached out and patted the blanket, smoothing out the wrinkles, and pulled the blanket up a little: "An'an, do you really not need to take a bath and change into your pajamas? That should make it easier for you to fall asleep, right?"

"No need, I'll fall asleep naturally once I feel sleepy!"

Angelina quickly closed her eyes.

Is it possible that I'm dreaming? Once I wake up, there aren't so many strange things happening!

"The room, which is too long to read, is surprisingly ordinary."

Bai Ying was looking around at the bedroom decor, making a comment before taking out her phone and starting to use it.

So what if I'm ordinary? It would be strange if I weren't!

Angelina thought to herself, but because she had her eyes closed and was trying to pretend she was asleep, she could only vaguely hear the hushed conversation.

"Is Bai chatting with other superpowered individuals?"

"No, because I'm not going home tonight and I'm replying to my girlfriends' messages one by one."

"Girlfriend? Oh... um? One by one?"

"Yes, there are four in total."

"..."

"Don't worry, Auntie, 9527 isn't it."

"Ahem, are the 9527 and 'too long to pronounce' you referring to An'an?"

"Yes, besides that, she is also the strongman of Soubu High School and the poisoner of Soubu High School. The former comes from the three-legged race at the sports festival, and the latter comes from her stage performance at the cultural festival..."

What are you doing! You're the one who caused all this trouble! And now you're telling Mom all that embarrassing stuff!

Oh no! Mom will definitely remember these things, and she'll bring them up every now and then during meals!

Angelina's frantic rant.

That scumbag commander is just waiting to be crushed into an idiot by an unidentified falling object!

Sigh... Earthquakes and such, they couldn't have been caused by us, right? How could a human possibly do something like that? Even with superpowers, we don't have the energy to cause a small earthquake, can we? The laws of physics state that energy is conserved...

What is the law of conservation of energy again?

After a series of random thoughts, my brain successfully overloaded, and my consciousness became blurred.

If the earthquake was indeed self-inflicted, what can be done? Moving seems to be the only option. Earthquakes seem to be getting stronger; we must relocate before they cause harm… Unfamiliar places, unfamiliar cities, unfamiliar people—if it's intentional, it's not so bad; it even feels like traveling. But being forced into it feels like being a homeless person…

No wonder Dad was so sad after watching that episode of the TV series. If this is what it feels like to have to say goodbye to your hometown and embark on an unknown journey...

We can't let Mom and Dad work so hard.

The only way is to go to the Crimson Theatre Company yourself, right? Maybe they can find a solution there. Besides, Bai Ying said that the Crimson Theatre Company is a traveling troupe...

Huh? Joining the Scarlet Troupe? Did my superior's words come true?

Don’t do that kind of thing!

……

……

"Well……"

Angelina opened her eyes, stared blankly at the familiar ceiling for a long while, scratching her hair as if looking for a switch to turn on her head.

Your hair is a bit oily. Did you not wash it properly? Oh, I didn't wash my hair last night.

Angelina sat up as if on springs, quickly looked around the room where she was all alone, her little face filled with confusion and bewilderment.

I had a really weird dream?

It's really strange. One minute a white figure is visiting my house, and the next minute I'm causing an earthquake... Is this a dream?

Otherwise, how could I have gone to bed without showering or washing my hair!

Angelina looked at her loungewear and fully woke up. She quickly got up, opened the door, ran out of the bedroom, and went straight to the living room.

Judging from the aroma, breakfast is likely Italian sausage, toasted bread slices, and pan-fried beef—most likely a sandwich! The accompanying ingredients should include refreshing lettuce leaves to cut through the richness, and a choice of tomato sauce and…

Now doesn't seem like the time to be thinking about this!

Angelina peeked into the living room from the hallway and saw a family of three sitting at the dining table... oops! They were the parents entertaining Bai Ying!

"The current situation is difficult to assess; we need to wait patiently and investigate..."

Bai Ying chewed on a sandwich, as if a doctor were explaining a treatment plan to a family member: "In short, try to make 9527 happy both physically and mentally."

“I see…” Anxin’s father frowned. “What’s been bothering her lately? I think she’s usually in a pretty good mood.”

Bai Ying shrugged: "That means Uncle doesn't understand his daughter's feelings at all."

Anxinyuan's father glared at him and said, "You're slandering me?!"

"fox."

"A fox?" Anxin's father was taken aback. "What fox?"

"Didn't you used to keep a fox?"

“Oh, yes, that’s right.” Anxin’s father tried to recall. “That fox later died of illness… What happened? I didn’t stop her from keeping a pet.”

“Tai Chang Bu Nian saw you throw the fox into the trash can, and she seemed to have a particularly deep impression of that scene, to the point that she never had any interest in keeping pets again.” Bai Ying looked at An Xin Yuan’s father, whose expression was slightly stiff, and said leisurely, “See, you don’t understand Tai Chang Bu Nian’s feelings.”

“No wonder she casually rejected my suggestion to get a pet after I opened a pet shop…” Anxin’s father murmured. “I thought she was just too lazy to keep one because it was too much trouble.”

"What about An'an's condition?" the mother at Anxin Orphanage asked worriedly. "Should we make her something nice to eat?"

"Yes," Bai Ying said earnestly, "Try to fulfill her wishes as much as possible, so that she can be happy and have no regrets..."

"What kind of logic is that? Terminally ill patients should eat better food?!"

Angelina stormed into the living room, about to add to her rant, when Bai Ying turned and glanced at her.

"Eye boogers."

As soon as she finished speaking, Angelina disappeared, leaving only a series of hurried footsteps running down the corridor, which abruptly ended with the sound of a door closing.

Bai Ying shouted, "Hurry up, something's coming up! If you dawdle, I'll eat your sandwich!"

Eat, eat, eat! You'll stuff yourself to death!

Angelina's resentful voice drifted out.

"Then I'll just eat the beef and sausage from your sandwich."

Wow! You're the real mastermind, coming up with such a terrifying strategy!

"Don't touch my sandwich!"

……

……

"An earthquake also occurred yesterday, but it was very slight, to the point that humans could hardly feel it..."

Angelina walked along the road, kicking a small pebble, looking down. "Do I have some kind of second superpower—that I can cause earthquakes when I'm asleep?"

Bai Ying proposed an academic name: "I think this phenomenon should be called sleepwalking shock."

"Yes, yes, yes, sleepwalking Zhen—"

Angelina drew out her disgruntled voice, kicking a small stone as she looked around at the scenery of Tokyo, feeling that the only difference between Tokyo and Chiba was that there were more people: "So what are we doing in Tokyo?"

"Go see some superpowered people and see if there's any hope for you."

“Oh…” Angelina was stunned for a moment, her expression changing drastically. “Huh? The Scarlet Theatre Company is in Tokyo?!”

Great opportunity! Intercept the ball!

Bai Ying kicked the pebble to her feet and nimbly passed it around between her feet: "It's not a theater troupe. Judging from the situation, it should be another group of superpowered individuals. There are two known members so far: one is a bad movie director, and the other is a master of color painting."

"It sounds like someone with superpowers..."

As Angelina muttered to herself, she rolled her eyes at the white figure playing with pebbles like balls: "Just like an elementary school sergeant."

"Too long to read, players! This ball is crucial to our chances of advancing to the national tournament..." Bai Ying shouted passionately, shuffling small pebbles left and right, "The bond of hope is passed to your feet—!"

Pass the ball!

Angelina took a step to the side expressionlessly, and the pebble rolled past her.

"And so, the final shot, which gambled on the entire team's hopes, was not caught by the protagonist, and the Soubu team was eliminated, failing to participate in this year's national tournament..." Bai Ying said in a tone tinged with sadness, "The senior high school students graduated and left with regrets; the basketball boy who had once been discouraged experienced defeat again, and became discouraged a second time; the hot-blooded but foolish protagonist kept saying that he would fight again next year, but the following year he couldn't even make it into the top eight in the regional tournament, until this defeat was forgotten and no one cared..."

Angelina couldn't contain her吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical comments): "Hey! What kind of weird, hot-blooded sports anime ending is this?! And why is it basketball? It's clearly kicked with feet, it should be soccer!"

Bai Ying sighed, "This is the story you started. The team that didn't catch the ball for too long..."

"Alright, alright, stop making such a weird and complicated thing about elementary school games."

"That's true. Football is just a game and entertainment. It's enough if it can make people happy. It can't be a source of passion or ideals."

"Apologize! Apologize to the football players!"

The two chatted idly as they arrived at the hotel. As soon as they entered the lobby, they saw two people sitting on a sofa in the lounge area.

They exuded the smell of salted fish.

The usually energetic Toyohama Kazuka held her phone, her hands trembling slightly, her face filled with despair. The usually composed Sakurajima Mai raised her hand to her brow, a hint of determination flickering in her changing gaze.

Angelina was slightly taken aback: "Oh? You guys are here too."

"Wow, look at you—you've read your character's script, haven't you?" Bai Ying asked with concern. "How does it feel? Does the stick figure sense that the friendship is facing a huge test?"

Toyohama Kazuka: "I'll kill you!"

"Does Brave Plus have a premonition that his acting career is about to be marked by a significant milestone?"

Mai Sakurajima: "Isn't Haku the same?"

"It's okay, I can still find joy in hardship."

Bai Ying looked at the two of them and a smirk appeared on her lips.

Seeing how hard others find it to accept, a bad movie director's script isn't so hard to accept after all!

Chapter Fifteen Press Conference

"Hey, buddy's here."

She swaggered out of the elevator, raising an iron fan in her left hand as a greeting. She was dressed in a rather novel outfit—a thin, one-piece fabric that hugged her curves. The diagonal rope buckle at the collar added a touch of antiquity. On the slightly reflective, silky fabric, white and red cloud patterns intertwined harmoniously, forming the overall color scheme of the garment. The side slit at the thigh revealed glimpses of her calves as she walked.

Toyohama Kazuka stared in surprise and said, "You're wearing your pajamas out here?!"

“This is called a cheongsam.” The young man twirled the fan between his fingers and laughed. “If you have a formal event to attend, of course you have to change into formal attire to make a good impression. What do you think, young man?”

Bai Ying raised her hand to test the air temperature and nodded, saying, "It looks pretty cold."

"It's alright, our hearts are filled with passion!"

Nian chuckled, looking at Angelina with a hint of curiosity: "Is this person here to audition for an acting role? If you're going to get in through connections, you should at least treat me to a meal, right?"

"No, no, no, no! I'm not an actor!"

Angelina instinctively and reflexively denied it strongly.

"This is the notorious director of terrible movies, Nian!" Bai Ying gestured with his chin. "As for this one, he's my subordinate..."

Angelina immediately seized the opportunity to introduce me: "My name is Angelina Anxinyuan!"

"Oh, oh, oh..." Nian complained, "Seven syllables? Your name is quite long. It's much more convenient to have a name with only one syllable."

Bai Ying seized the opportunity to add insult to injury: "Her nickname is too long to pronounce, you can also call her 9527, don't be shy."

Nian suddenly realized and said, "Then..."