My girlfriend is actually myself.

Yukimiya Natsune looked up and saw the expectation hidden beneath Tsukimiya Aoi's arrogant expression.

The woman continued, "This is the best option for you. Going from an unregistered person to the adopted daughter of the Moon Palace family is like a meteoric rise. All you need to do is please your grandmother and act like a lady befitting the Moon Palace family."

She scanned Yukimiya Natsune's clothes, then elaborated on the latter demand: "This cheap fabric and shoddy design must be replaced! And you're fired from your convenience store job too! How could you do such a lowly job! You're coming back with me tonight, and you're not allowed to see that male clerk again! I'll have all those photos of you taken down from the internet! You're not allowed to have anyone take pictures of you anymore, and you're absolutely not allowed to post them online! I'll arrange a tutor for you to properly groom your appearance..."

Tsukimiya Aoi spoke at length, rattling off a long list of things, occasionally making subtle snide remarks about Yukimiya Natsune's behavior.

Yukimiya Natsune listened. Although these words were unpleasant to hear, the fact that she could come up with so many details and corresponding improvement plans proved Tsukimiya Aoi's feelings. She wondered how long the other person had been observing and thinking about it.

These days, he and she have been observing and analyzing Tsukimiya Aoi's personality, but they didn't expect that this noblewoman's personality was even less mature than he had anticipated.

This immaturity does not refer to ability, but rather to emotions.

Tsukimiya Aoi's attitude and her harsh words at this moment would be perfectly acceptable in the business world. Hiding one's own needs and belittling the other party's value are the rules of doing business.

However, applying these business rules to matters of the heart is somewhat inappropriate and misplaced.

Shiraishi Saku, who was in the convenience store, watched the conversation closely. The two heads engaged in a discussion and finally settled on a solution.

Yukimiya Natsune braced herself on the table with both hands and stood up nimbly. The sharp sound of the chair legs scraping against the floor interrupted Tsukimiya Aoi's eloquent speech and startled Asakura Chihaya who was standing next to her.

A sudden silence fell over the surroundings. Under their gazes, Yukimiya Natsune spoke calmly: "No interest."

After saying that, she walked towards the door.

Tsukimiya Aoi clenched her hands, looking at her retreating figure in surprise. She had already offered such a generous offer; how could she possibly refuse?

Could it be a bluff?

Tsukimiya Aoi forcefully suppressed her panic, pretending not to care, and picked up her coffee cup.

She glanced at the golden figure out of the corner of her eye, watching it walk past the tables and reach the door.

A word of advice—

The bell on the door rang, and the view outside came into view. That touch of gold was about to be absorbed into the colorful world outside and never be seen again.

A little coffee was spilled. Tsukimiya Aoi tried her best to tell herself that business deals never happen in one go. There's always a lot of back and forth. If she leaves, she leaves. I'll just leave her hanging for a while before we talk again.

But her body wouldn't listen to her advice; her heart was beating faster and faster, her mind was getting more and more confused, her fingers were clenching tighter and tighter, and she felt dizzy.

Three years ago, she also hung the glass to dry in the same way.

Thinking of this, Tsukimiya Aoi's face turned pale, and she could no longer maintain her arrogance and composure. She turned her head and looked at Asakura Chihaya with flickering, uneasy eyes.

Asakura Chihaya had been waiting for the lady's instructions. Upon receiving a pleading look, she quickly stepped forward and grabbed Yukimiya Natsune's arm.

The bell rang again, the shop door closed, and Asakura Chihaya and Yukimiya Natsune stood behind the door.

"Excuse me, Miss Yukimiya, please listen to what Madam has to say next." The maid pleaded with Yukimiya Natsune, pulling the girl back to the table.

Yukimiya Natsune sat down again, glanced at the spilled coffee on the table, and Asakura Chihaya brought a white cloth, cleaned the table, and served two more cups of coffee.

Standing behind Tsukimiya Aoi, Asakura Chihaya nudged her mistress with her elbow, urging her to be more honest.

Yukimiya Natsune glanced at the maid's subtle movements, then looked at Tsukimiya Aoi's pale face, her feelings complicated.

If she could, she wished her adoptive family were more normal, at least her adoptive mother was a mature adult, instead of this—little devil.

With her arrogant attitude, domineering expression, provocative words, and fragile mental defenses, aside from her mature womanly demeanor, Tsukimiya Aoi in front of me is the epitome of the currently popular female brat character!

Or should I say, a female ghost?

I had initially hoped she would be a business elite.

Inside the convenience store, Shiraishi Saku let out a deep sigh.

Tsukimiya Aoi calmed herself down, but was still a little annoyed: "What do you want? Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you've got Grandma on your side!"

No, I caught you, you little brat.

When dealing with this kind of brat, you can't make your own demands, otherwise he'll take advantage of you.

Yukimiya Natsune, or rather Shiraishi Saku, was not someone who would take advantage of someone's misfortune. He and she were willing to get what they needed from Tsukimiya Aoi and act as Tsukimiya Ruri's substitutes, adhering to their professional ethics.

But it's clear that Tsukimiya Aoi on the other side wants more than just that, or rather, Tsukimiya Ruri's relationship with her mother before her death was not a normal mother-daughter relationship.

In trendy terms, this mother has a bit of an NPD personality; she's very controlling, likes to put others down, and is also emotionally fragile. Upon closer inspection, this is also a typical characteristic of a female devil.

"There's nothing I need," Yukimiya Natsune replied.

This is not a lie. Although Shiraishi Saku hopes that the girl can obtain a formal identity, it is not a big deal if she does not have an identity.

Even if the police discover him and arrest him, Shiraishi Saku doesn't believe they can catch the girl. With his perception, reaction, and mental abilities fully enhanced, the girl is practically a superhuman; as long as he leaves the city and heads to the countryside, everything will be fine.

My maternal grandmother's house is nice; it's in a remote little mountain village. He'll be studying in Tokyo, and I'll stay in my hometown to keep the elderly company. That would be good too.

Her words were sincere, but Tsukimiya Aoi didn't see it that way. She seemed to have completely forgotten her earlier panic, holding her coffee cup and sipping it arrogantly.

However, from the occasional glances she gave me, I could tell that she was still a little nervous.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now." Yukimiya Natsune stood up again.

Tsukimiya Aoi immediately turned her head to look at Asakura Chihaya, her eyes glistening with tears.

Asakura Chihaya sighed inwardly and took over the negotiation: "Does Ms. Yukimiya wish to stay with Mr. Shiraishi indefinitely?"

That's true, of course I'll always stay together.

Yukimiya Natsune did not sit down, but turned to look at Asakura Chihaya.

"Without legal status, Miss Yukimiya would not be able to marry Mr. Shiraishi, find a suitable job, or even give birth in a hospital."

Remove that last sentence! Shiraishi Saku, who was scanning QR codes at the convenience store, almost dropped the scanner because his hand slipped.

"I won't agree to this!" Tsukimiya Aoi said angrily, crossing her arms. She had unexpectedly reached a tacit understanding with Shiraishi Saku.

Ignoring the objections, Asakura Chihaya continued, "As long as you become an adopted daughter of the Tsukimiya family and spend one or two days each week with the lady and the old lady, the Tsukimiya family will help you solve this problem."

"I don't need to accompany you!" Tsukimiya Aoi said stubbornly.

"What about the others?" Yukimiya Natsune asked for confirmation.

Tsukimiya Aoi just gave a bunch of orders.

"Miss Yukimiya, you don't need to take other things seriously," Asakura Chihaya replied.