Uneasy daily life

"Hey, my name is Guan Gu Chun..."

Japanese youths don't speak very standard Chinese.

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After her legendary experience of bravely fighting human traffickers and rescuing international friends, Angelina, who had always been the spiritual leader of the anti-White Shadow Group, submitted to the king and became a loyal lackey of the White Shadows.

Bai Ying, however, showed little interest in the great cause of dominating the primary school.

Indeed, the truly exhilarating enjoyment comes from the beginning and the difficult friction of mutual tugs. At the moment of completion, one loses motivation and feels a sense of emptiness.

Japan, huh? So you really are going to Japan?

Why am I living a second life? Why do I exist here? Why am I alive again?

Is the answer in Japan?

He's already pretty much learned Japanese, and his tutor says he's a language genius with an extraordinary learning speed.

I'm already in sixth grade, and by common sense, I should accept the junior high school my parents are considering, but that's not important. Is the meaning of living another life simply to continue this cycle?

But here's the problem: how do I get to Japan?

Trying to smuggle yourself in?

Bai Ying made some plans and, as expected, decided to persuade her parents to let her study in Japan for junior high and high school. After all, the idea that overseas returnees are considered talented is popular in society these days.

"I'm fluent in Japanese, so Dad can ask me to translate Japanese movies in the future!"

"Today we go abroad and explore the world; tomorrow we'll bring the world back home!"

As the ancients said, "Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles!"

"Dad! I really want to improve!"

"What? You can't bear to part with me? Mom, that's beneath you, that's beneath you! Did I study for you? I studied to become a better person—wait! Didn't you say that yourself?! Father, save me!"

Bai Ying patiently tried to educate her parents, but it turned out that her parents also had a rebellious phase and would physically abuse their capable son, showing no manners whatsoever.

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On the weekend, Bai Ying and Angelina, who had been kicked out of their home, were playing around.

Adults have long forgotten how to have fun, but elementary school students know how to have fun.

"My mom probably thought the Japanese girl had me charmed, so she contacted your mom and asked us to go shopping together."

Bai Ying assessed the situation.

They met at a parent-teacher meeting, mainly because their parents sat at the same desk together during the meeting.

"Oh." Angelina's slightly longer hair was tied into two short ponytails, making her already childish appearance even more innocent. "What shall we eat?"

Bai Ying casually glanced at the passersby on the street, when he suddenly noticed an older young man handing out flyers. He couldn't help but stop and look.

It's common to see people handing out flyers and doing promotional work.

It's quite common to see people handing out flyers, giving away eggs, begging, and telling fortunes all at the same time.

"Singing for money! Singing for money!"

"Monkey show! Monkey show!"

"Let's perform! Let's perform!"

"Egg delivery! Egg delivery!"

An older youth sat on the ground, holding a megaphone and shouting loudly: "The Scarlet Troupe will be performing at Xinxin Square tomorrow! Everyone is welcome to come and watch! Don't miss it if you're passing by! Grab a flyer and get a box of good eggs. First come, first served, while supplies last! Please have mercy, we haven't been open for business for ten days. Ten yuan to help you find love, life, and your future!"

On the left, there were piles of egg cartons and flyers; on the right, a fortune-telling sign; and in front of him was a broken bowl—time management had been taken to the extreme.

The white figure moved closer.

The older young man looked up and asked, "Hey, kid, do you want an egg, charity, or a fortune telling?"

"Fortune telling." Bai Ying pulled out a ten-yuan note. "Tell me what I want to know."

"An interesting challenge."

The older young man solemnly took out a crystal ball, looked at it for a few moments, and said, "You want to have your marriage fortune told."

Bai Ying retrieved the money: "Wrong, I want to know if you can calculate it."

“No, you definitely want your marriage fortune told.” The older young man shook his head and said, “Kid, I see that you have the appearance of being torn apart by five horses, which means you are blinded by love and destined to be separated from your love life.”

Dismembered by five horses?

Link Fate does indeed have five rings on his body, and each ring has a broken chain, much like the sealed dark mage in my memory. Collecting all five rings will grant him victory.

According to the manga, a Stand is a manifestation of one's personal spirit, so why are there five broken chains and locks?

As Bai Ying released his substitute, he replied, "Rather than being torn apart by five horses, it's more like breaking free from the shackles of thought. First, severing ties with a distant homeland, a weak and complacent existence; second, severing ties with parents, teachers, and the nation, with its rigid social order; third, severing ties with the hardships of the mortal world, a wasted mind and spirit; fourth, severing ties with a long life and chronic illness, with old clothes hard to shed; fifth, severing ties with doubts about life and death, a passerby in a foreign land."

The older youth smiled and glanced at the stand-in that Bai Ying had released, then reached out and took the eggs and flyers: "I've never been wrong when it comes to fortune telling! Interested in coming to see a performance by the Scarlet Theatre? My name is the Fortune Teller, the Fortune Teller of the Scarlet Theatre."

Bai Ying withdrew his stand-in, showing some interest.

Is this a real world of superpowers? Judging from the fortune teller's perspective, the Scarlet Troupe doesn't seem like a bad organization.

Bai Ying casually handed a flyer to Angelina.

Angelina held the flyer, feeling a strange sensation.

The following day, the Scarlet Troupe's performance opened their eyes to a whole new world.

The captivating vocals and the lifelike puppets ignited the entire stage, creating an illusion of flames...

Clearly, each of them possesses unique skills and special abilities. The influence of superpowers can be felt in many places, but there are also many instances where it is not superpowers, but rather an extreme display of individual personality—for example, a performer who is extremely dissatisfied with the performance suddenly emerges from behind the scenes, wields a knife, and chops the puppet into pieces, making the audience think that a murder has occurred.

In short, cool!

"I want to join the Scarlet Troupe!"

The white figure made this declaration.

"I don't want to join this weird place!"

Angelina made this statement.

Thanks to the Scarlet Troupe's respectable public image, Bai Ying successfully persuaded her parents to let her go to Japan with the Scarlet Troupe.

As Angelina entered junior high school and gradually became more aware of the world, she ruthlessly suppressed her dark memories from elementary school.

At an airport in Tokyo, Japan, a group of people leave the airport, while a family enters.

The quiet little girl, who was about to be sent abroad to study, suddenly seemed to sense something. She subconsciously looked up and stared at a little boy bouncing around in the group of people.

The boy happened to look over, and he and the girl exchanged a glance.

I don't know why, but I'm in a better mood.

The two looked away and walked in different directions.

Chapter 117 To the New World (The End)

"Foolish! What grand tragedy, what destiny's arrangement? It's just a ridiculous farce!"

Bai Ying slammed his fist on the table, pointing and shouting, "Even farmers know that there are few property owners and many propertyless people, few people above and many people below. Is your creative method just repeating what everyone already knows? You're practically a broken record!"

"Ridiculous! What free will, what individual destiny—it's all just superficial talk about human behavior!"

The playwright slammed his fist on the table, sneering as he pointed back at the screen: "You don't even try to understand the problem properly, you just focus on interpreting the characters' emotions and states of mind, trying to reflect fate through personal circumstances—that's taking the long way around! How can a story like yours possibly move people?!"

"Only by connecting with people can you move them! Everything you write about—ideas, systems, the nation, society, and so on—is based on people. To separate yourself from people is to build castles in the air!"

"Stories that start from humanity, originate from humanity, and transcend humanity—that is the true essence of creation! I strive for upward breakthroughs, while you dig pits downwards. Isn't it obvious which is superior? Don't forget! I am the troupe's chief creator!"

"Playwright! You'll regret this!"

"Ha! Foolish disciple, I'll see how you make me regret this!"

"The troupe leader asked me to pass on a message to you: he needs three scripts for the performance."

"Why are there three articles?!"

"Because I know you saved two articles."

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After a series of playful banter between master and apprentice, Bai Ying strolled out of the Scarlet Troupe's hideout and wandered around the streets, hoping to find some inspiration.

I used to occasionally think about whether I should do something else in this life, like fulfilling my dream of making games that I never got to do in my past life...

Xiao Yun has given up on making games. He's just been forbidden from playing them, which is why he's so attached to playing and games, and that's how his dream of making games came about. Bai Ying has already started to experience a new life, so why bother making a game to play?

Wandering around and touring with the Scarlet Theatre Company to learn, creating and performing were more interesting things. The former allowed me to express my inner feelings occasionally, and the latter allowed me to have some fun sometimes.

As I played, I gained some special insights into my past life.

Xiao Yun was too reserved, keeping too many things locked inside. His heart might not have followed the tide, maintaining its own thoughts, but his body was like driftwood, floating and sinking with the tide of what he was supposed to do…

Back when I was being pressured to get married, I should have complained a bit about my dad's past infidelity.

When your dad is giving you his opinions and talking big, you should ask him when he's going to pay you back.

When a mother uses "others do it too" as an argument, it's time to switch tactics and use the opposite argument: "Dad says our family is different from others."

The outcome may not be good, but it's still more interesting than a story of lifelong silence, and...

Bai Ying recalled her recent phone call with her family, and her parents who had raised her from childhood to adulthood and with whom she always had an exceptionally easy time—it was precisely because she had done all sorts of things since childhood that she had not repeated Xiao Yun's life, and it was precisely because she had done all sorts of things that she had brought about all sorts of changes.

Remaining silent means handing the stage over to others.

The white figure walked down the street, observing the passersby with great interest, watching their joys and sorrows, guessing what they were going through, and then creating all sorts of stories based on their experiences. It was a very interesting game to play.

For example, the boy walking on the side of the road ahead was walking slowly, looking dazed, listless, and looking exhausted, as if he had suffered heatstroke. He had obviously encountered something very distressing and was completely unaware of his surroundings—a car was about to rear-end him!

It's time to help others!

The white figure immediately sprinted after him and kicked the other person in the buttocks.

"Be careful--!"

The boy stumbled forward, completely bewildered. Before he could regain his balance, the white figure reached out and grabbed him, spinning him around a few times. They gazed at each other affectionately, as if dancing a ballroom dance, before coming to a steady stop.

Bai Ying frowned and said, "What's wrong with you? Don't you look for cars when you're walking?"

"Thanks, but I guess the car didn't even look at me..."

The boy subconsciously thanked her, then his gaze fell on a car slowly driving by.

Less than one meter long and less than half a meter high, with a streamlined design. The engine utilizes advanced biodynamic principles, allowing the vehicle to be driven by the foot, with the accelerator and brake integrated. Safety performance is greatly enhanced, employing a dialectical approach that prioritizes safety above all else, eliminating the possibility of traffic accidents.

The child huffed and puffed as he drove the stroller over.

Boy: "..."

Bai Ying: "That was close! You almost flipped the car!"

After a pleasant meeting where they became acquainted through a misunderstanding, the two exchanged names. The boy's name was Azusagawa Sakuta. He explained that his younger sister had become withdrawn and hospitalized due to school bullying, which had caused chaos at home, so he had come out to clear his head.

"Hmm, although I feel very irritable, sad and conflicted, I don't know what I can do, so I can only run around wandering around?"

The white figure nodded repeatedly, understanding.

Sakuta Azusagawa scratched his head and gazed at the sea: "What do you think I should do as the older brother?"

"Of course, it's to help my sister solve her problem," Bai Ying said matter-of-factly.

"Solve the problem? How do we solve it?" Sakuta Azusagawa sighed. "Kaede said everyone hates her, so how can I make everyone stop hating her? She's afraid to interact with others now... Just because she replied to a message a little late, it's been turned into all sorts of messy rumors, and other people are using those rumors to hurl insults at her. How can we fight back against this?"

Bai Ying stroked her chin: "Why don't you just sacrifice yourself?"

"How will they sacrifice themselves?"

"Put on a mascot costume, or some stockings and a mask, storm into your sister's class and cause a big commotion to divert everyone's attention." Bai Ying snapped her fingers and excitedly muttered, "Yeah, yeah! You play the monster, and I'll play Ultraman! The troupe happens to have some costumes..."

Are you really trying to help me find a solution?

Sakuta Azusagawa looked at the increasingly excited other person, half believing and half doubting. He had no other way to deal with 'everyone', so why not try the other person's method?

The two perfected their 'Surprise Attack! The Plot to Take Over Junior High School!' plan at the beach. Shirokage excitedly returned to the theater troupe to prepare props, while Azusagawa Sakuta stood there watching the other's back, then looked at the scenery by the sea, feeling that something was missing.

"elder brother--!"