My wife is the stand-in.

"But isn't that Hinata from Naruto? What's with the substitution tactic?"

As Amanosaki muttered to himself, he finally understood the situation.

His stand, named "Ideal Type," has the ability to change his appearance every day and possess the abilities of the person he transforms into.

It seems Hinata has transformed today.

After spitting out the mouthwash, Amanosaki carried the basin back to his room, and upon opening the door, he froze on the spot.

The room, which was originally littered with clutter, piled-up cardboard boxes, and scattered sheets and blankets, is gone.

Instead, there were neatly stacked beds, boxes covered with plastic bags, and floors that had been blackened by previous tenants, now brushed back to their original cement color.

A stand-in... Hinata, wearing Amanosaki's pillowcase as a hat, was rapidly brushing the floor.

Seeing Amanosaki's feet, she didn't even look up, pointing to the bedside table: "I was a bit rushed, so I only made a bowl of milk and oatmeal. The eggs are boiling in the pot, and we'll be able to eat them in a bit."

Her voice was soft and her tone natural, just like that of an old married couple.

Seeing the words "[A special Stand that soothes the Stand user's loneliness and unrealistic fantasies]" on the data panel, Amanosaki, who was drinking heavily while holding a bowl, suddenly realized something.

He is single.

He is single, both on Earth and in this world.

So his stand-in became like this: an intelligent stand-in who possesses the appearance of his fictional wife and understands all his desires and expectations.

A perfect wife candidate?

No wonder the Stand's true love is called the Ideal Type...

The unreserved empathy between the Stand and the Messenger—what a perfect relationship!

In the anime, JoJo initially regarded Star Platinum as a possessed demon, but even under those circumstances, Star Platinum would still fulfill JoJo's desires, bringing him remote-controlled cars, comics, and drinks.

This way, even the arguing and "guess what" or "whatever" parts are eliminated.

That's amazing! That's amazing!

Slurping his milk and cereal, Amanosaki patted the doorframe and grinned foolishly.

Fortunately, the room he rented was an illegally expanded single room on the rooftop, where few people usually came and went; otherwise, he would probably have become a crazy monkey in the eyes of passersby on their way to and from work.

"Nozaki, it's already 10 o'clock. Don't forget that you still need to deliver the poster to Iron-Blooded Train Hero at 12 o'clock. The burden of the family is all on your shoulders."

Hinata took off her apron and hung it behind the door, then gently pushed Amanosaki's shoulder as she rolled up her sleeves: "Put it in the sink after you finish eating, and I'll wash it when I get back from work."

"I'll deliver it. You just finished cleaning, don't overwork yourself." Amanosaki stammered, picked up the USB drive and stuffed it into his backpack. He scratched his head and asked hesitantly, "Also, what should I call you? Hinata or my ideal type?"

"I'll just call myself whatever I am now. My ideal type is just my true self; the name itself is rather boring."

Hinata said, grabbing the key that Amanosaki had forgotten on the table and stuffing it into her pocket. Then she took Amanosaki's hand and said, "You forgot? I'm a Stand. A Stand and its user are inseparable."

"And there are some things I need to talk to you about regarding Stand abilities... Let's talk on the way, I need to think about how to explain it."

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Du Wenxi runs a copy shop, making a living in a slum in the suburbs of Yushan City... or more accurately, in an urban village.

Aside from the skilled scholars who take orders on online forums, people in this urban village usually only need him for photocopying documents and for shops and restaurants to change their names.

It was past ten o'clock, and the renowned calligrapher I had booked was still nowhere to be seen.

"Alas, it seems I won't have the chance to discuss martial arts tales with my friend, the 'Liver King,' today." He lay back in the rocking chair with regret.

Just as Du Wenxi thought he was going to have to get through another day for nothing and was about to turn on his phone to watch the live stream of the chivalrous heroes, a familiar shout rang out from the street.

"Old Du, are the things ready? A large poster (6 square meters) and 200 flyers!"

Du Wenxi slammed his phone down, tossed his flowing hair across his receding hairline, and strode out with his head held high.

"Young friend, I knew you'd landed a big deal this time. Which hero is so willing to part with it?" Du Wenxi, wearing flip-flops, a loose silk vest, and baggy shorts, moved about in the sweltering summer heat of Yushan City, perfectly complementing the palm-leaf fan in his hand.

His attire is exactly what summer in Chongqing should look like.

In this city's summer, nothing beats the coolness, no matter how dashing you are.

When he saw Amanosaki sweating profusely in his T-shirt and jeans, he secretly chuckled to himself. Although the "liver king" was famous in the Earthly Star circle, he had to run around outside whenever he had business. How could it be as enjoyable as waiting for customers in an air-conditioned room?

"Wenxi, this is the original image. Please hurry up. Today, Iron-Blooded Train Hero and Vajra Train Hero are going to have a martial arts competition to compete for the title of the only designated Train Hero of Wuhu Xiangtang!"

Du Wenxi is a fan of chivalry, but unfortunately, he hasn't awakened any superpowers despite his age, so he can only mutter some martial arts slang, indulging in his verbal urges.

However, Amanosaki was busy today and didn't have time to play role-playing games with him, so he went straight to the point.

Du Wenxi pressed his reading glasses against his nose: "What? Wuhu Xiangtang is a branch of Qunxia Mountain in Wuhu Town. They're vying for the reputation of Wuhu Xiangtang, so why are they coming to our Yushan City? The martial arts world here is under the jurisdiction of the Yushan Branch. Those Xiangtang matters can be resolved in the county or town. Why come to the provincial capital?"

As he spoke, Du Wenxi took two popsicles from the freezer, took one for himself, and handed the other to Amanosaki.

Amanosaki took the popsicle and turned to hand it to Hinata.

It was only then that Du Wenxi, who was warming up the machine, realized that his friend, the "liver king," had brought a girl with him today.

Pushing up the glasses hanging on the nose and shaking the hand holding the popsicle, the joy of summer falls to the ground and shatters into pieces.

But Du Wenxi didn't realize the popsicle was missing, and he didn't need it anymore.

Because his heart was ice-cold.

Hinata's beauty is undeniable, especially the ideal image currently used is the portrait of Hinata from the later adult version of Shippuden, with a voluptuous body, a pair of naughty breasts that can be seen even when she is wearing a loose hoodie.

But what pained Du Wenxi the most was Hinata's gentle expression, the tenderness of a true Yamato Nadeshiko. Every time Amanosaki met Hinata's gaze, his eyes sparkled with joy.

This broke Wenxi's heart.

He knew that this summer, his close friend, who used to talk about the world of martial arts and wield great power, was gone. All that remained was the client known as the "Liver Emperor."

Even when Wenxi was working at maximum efficiency while sitting in front of the machine, those whispered conversations still crept into her ears like butterflies flitting among flowers, impossible to shake off or drive away.

Here, have an ice pop.

"This is from Uncle Wenxi."

I'm already an uncle, haha, I should be an uncle by now.

Hinata's words pierced through Wenxi's heart.

“No, I don’t like popsicles,” Amanosaki declined. “You eat them, I need to save my voice to talk to the client.”

fraud!

Heartbroken Wenxi now glared angrily at the control panel, her eyes practically spitting fire.

You previously said that eating popsicles in summer is the second most popular summer activity for ordinary people, after eating watermelon!

You little rascal, you really value romance over friendship!

At this moment, Wenxi could already picture the liver emperor gazing longingly at his girlfriend as she nibbled on an ice pop.

But he didn't dare to look up and verify, because he was afraid that his heart would be hurt by the sweetness of others.

What is honey to you is poison to me.

Du Wenxi was in a rush to get things done and didn't want to eat another grain of dog food.

You used your painting skills to infiltrate the martial arts world, befriend chivalrous heroes, and now you're even holding a beauty in your arms—you damn life winner!

Damn it! !

"Alright! Inspect the goods!"

Twenty minutes later, Du Wenxi, having finished his work, pushed his things aside, turned over and lay down on the rocking chair, opened the live stream on his phone, and didn't even look at Amanosaki.

Amanosaki, who had finished inspecting the goods, carefully sealed them up, clipped the poster with tin foil, rolled it up, put it into an aluminum tube, and paid the money decisively.

"and many more!"

Amanosaki, who was turning around and preparing to leave with Hinata, looked back in confusion and asked, "What's wrong, Fumishi?"

"You didn't pay for the popsicle."

"It's not like every summer, when I'm helping out at the business, you're the one who treats me to popsicles."

“The rules have changed.” Wenxi’s eyes widened, his tone firm yet tinged with sadness. “A sad, thick barrier has now separated us.”

He was delayed for a few more minutes after the matter was settled.

Seeing that time was running out, Amanosaki pulled Hinata towards the light rail station, explaining along the way, "I guess Wenxi went online to gamble again for fun, bet on Xia Ke and lost, and now he's out of money and is asking me to cover the deficit."

Hinata nodded repeatedly as she listened, then suddenly asked abruptly, "What is 'secret stash of money'?"

Amanosaki's heart started pounding inexplicably, and he forced a smile as he said:

"Secret stash of money is money a man uses for socializing and networking."

"is it?"

Amanosaki raised an eyebrow and said righteously, "Of course."

As they entered the light rail station, seeing the huge queue at the entrance, Amanosaki slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Oh no!"

Hinata saw Amanosaki spinning around like an ant on a hot pan, and heard him muttering to himself, "I just told Wenxi, how could I forget? Today is the day to resolve the disputes over chivalry in the six counties and towns under the jurisdiction of Yushan City. People who come to the city to work will definitely go to support the fellow countrymen who are also chivalrous heroes."

“Wenxi is a city dweller who doesn’t pay attention to this. How could I forget that there are migrant workers renting out their homes in the urban villages?”

Hinata reached out and gently poked Amanosaki's shoulder.

Amano Sakimi's slender, white fingers touched her body, and she couldn't help but look up.

Hinata smiled.

"Nozaki, have you forgotten who I am?"

“Me?” She pointed her thumb toward herself, finally grinning, revealing two rows of perfectly aligned pearly teeth, her smile seemingly radiating the warmth of the sun: “I am a ninja of Konoha.”

After saying that, he opened his arms, put his right hand around the back of Amanosaki's neck, and grabbed his calf with his left hand, lifting Amanosaki up in a standard princess carry.

With his calves slightly bent, blue chakra seeped from under his skin, swelling into two flames upon exposure to the wind.

Hinata lightly tapped her foot, and her figure vanished, leaving a group of people in line staring blankly at the half-meter-diameter crater and broken tiles on the ground.

"What happened?"

"What happened?"

"I saw a stunningly beautiful girl... a female knight-errant! She darted away with a single leap, her lightness skill is incredible!"

"What kind of 'Ladder Cloud Leap' is this? Your 'Ladder Cloud Leap' has fire under your feet? This is clearly a natural-born superhuman, an expert in manipulating fire!"