Create MYGO second creation, but make them cry

I saw Misawa hugging Yanami affectionately.

"Hey, Yanai-kun, is that true? That's really interesting."

"I also want you to write a song for me. After all, my birthday is coming soon."

"That's annoying. I don't have a boyfriend yet."

It was such an artificial sound, but the boy seemed to be enjoying it very much. Ruomai felt that his tongue was a little bitter.

"Ah, Ruomai..."

Sanze seemed to realize it belatedly and saw Ruomai, and seemed a little timid.

"Don't misunderstand, Ruomai. I just twisted my ankle and ran into Yanami-kun who was coming back. We are not..."

But before Misawa could finish his words, Yanami said in a lazy voice: "What's wrong, Misawa-san is not interested in me? I actually like Misawa-san's cheerful and talkative personality. She's like a little magpie, very lovable."

You just said before that you don't like noisy girls...

Why, with the same face, can a person's attitude change so much?

"Xi...Jun?" The girl, who was not good at speaking, said in a trembling voice.

The boy said impatiently, "Okay, it's just for fun, don't take it so seriously."

Then he said to Misawa: "Mizawa-san, I'm going to ride my motorcycle back to Kumamoto later. Are you interested in sitting behind me? I remember there's a LIVE today..."

Misawa's eyes lit up involuntarily. He glanced at Ruomai deliberately, then smiled and said, "I'm interested. Is that really okay?"

"Of course, after all, Misawa-san is so cute, it's most suitable for her to sit on the back of the motorcycle." The boy said in a gentle voice.

Ruomai's body trembled again, and it seemed as if all the air in his lungs was squeezed out, and he felt suffocated as if he was lacking oxygen.

Misawa deliberately glanced at Ruomai and said with a smile, "Well... I'm sorry, Ruomai, I have to accompany Xijun back to Kumamoto. I'll give you my seat on the bus."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yanami put his arm around Misawa's waist and left.

Ruomai raised her head in a daze and looked at the boy's back. The scene of the moth falling in the rain emerged in her mind, and she also remembered the moth she buried in the yard with her own hands in the night.

Tears welled up in Ruomai's eyes, and she felt an urge in her heart to question the other party whether all his words to her were lies, but just when she was about to rush forward.

The "ex-girlfriend" who had been standing next to her said with a smile: "Remember what I told you at the beginning? It's your turn next."

This sentence completely made Ruomai feel like he was falling into an ice cave, and he even suddenly remembered an absurd thing.

Now, "ex-girlfriend" refers to himself, not the girl standing next to him who spoke coldly.

It's your own fault.

These four words appeared in Ruomai's mind. He just stood there in a daze, watching Yanami and Misawa ride away on their motorcycles.

There was still a dull pain in her lower abdomen, which was the scar left on her body by the boy last night.

*

Yutenji Wakamu couldn't help but go find Yanami, and he saw him and Misawa coming out of the hotel with his own eyes, and even faster than he did.

Ruomai ran up and grabbed Yanaijian’s hand and shouted, “Xijun, why, why did you change your heart so quickly? You clearly said you didn’t want to call me Ruomai, you wanted to call me Meowmeng, you said you didn’t want me to suffer so much.

You obviously put so much thought into the song you wrote for me.

Xijun, now... you are the only one left for me."

But when she raised her head, she saw Misawa’s smug and disgusted look, and Yanami’s cold smile: “Ah, you don’t really believe it all, do you? I just said some nice things to trick you into bed.

I have said similar things to at least ten girls, if not a hundred.

I like you because I'm used to eating big fish and meat, and I want to eat some vegetarian food to change my taste.

Besides, you don't really think that song was written just for you, right? Wake up, stupid woman.

The suspected alcoholic drink has been abandoned for a long time

I just happened to write a song and said it was for you.

By the way, I just wrote a song for Misawa, and she was very happy.

"Oh, yes~ Xijun wrote a birthday song for me, I'm so happy." Misawa said with a smile.

Ruomai's tears overflowed. Looking at the indifferent boy in front of her, she seemed to collapse and shouted: "Don't... don't say such things to me, Xijun, I already... only have you, only you can understand me, please, if it weren't for Xijun, I..."

But Sanze came over, slapped her hard, and said, "You are so annoying. Xijun belongs to me now. Who would look down on a country girl like you? Do you really think you are Cinderella in the TV series, waiting for the prince to save you and make you a princess?

You, what's the essential difference between you and a vain bitch like me? Don't you still want to rely on men? "

"I...I'm not...I'm not..." the girl said in a trembling voice.

Yanaijian walked up to her and said, "Here, I'll give this thing back to you. Don't accuse me of cheating you out of your money."

After saying that, Ruomai saw something thrown on the ground the next moment. Ruomai saw that it was the amulet she had asked for the other party to ensure safe travel. It was an important thing that cost her most of her pocket money.

Now, it's thrown into the dirty mud.

The girl gently touched her belly, then raised her head and said in a trembling voice: "Xi Jun, I... am pregnant with your child. It was that night..."

"It can't be some other wild man's." Yanami said in an impatient voice.

The next moment, he made an incredible sound "Hey".

Ruomai held a kitchen knife in his hand and stabbed it into Yanai Jianxi's abdomen.

The girl's eyes turned dark and lifeless, and she only felt the soft and warm touch spreading across her hands.

Misawa next to him let out a shrill cry, and Ruomai just stroked the boy's cheek with his bloody hand.

"It's all Xijun's fault. Who told you to always be so fickle? But... this way we can always be together."

She kissed the boy softly on the lips.

Ruomai felt an immense pain in his heart, as well as a hint of pleasure and relief like revenge.

But the next moment, she suddenly opened her eyes and saw the familiar ceiling. Tears kept seeping out of the corners of her eyes and soaking the pillow. Then, she realized that everything that had just happened was a dream.

She questioned the boy in her dream and received a cruel answer, then she killed him with a kitchen knife.

All the things she feared most appeared in this dream.

Ruomai walked out of the house late at night and came to the corner of the courtyard. He kept digging the soil with his hands, but he could not find the body of the moth. It had completely disappeared from this world without leaving any trace.

Chapter 48 Cinderella's Magic

It was two days later when Ruomai returned to Kumamoto High School.

She didn't remember how she spent the past two days, but she seemed to have a fever, was a little confused, and kept having strange nightmares. Her mother helped her ask her teacher for two days of leave.

Even Ruomai admired herself a little. Maybe it was because she was used to being bullied in the past. Her spirit was unexpectedly strong. Even though she encountered such a thing, she still returned to the front of the class.

However, when she walked into the noisy classroom, many people glanced at her vaguely.

However, these people were not as enthusiastic as before. On the contrary, Ruomai realized the emotion of watching a show in their eyes.

That's the look called "gloating."

I watched her build a tall building, and I watched it collapse.

Just as Mizawa said behind the other girls' backs in the bathroom before, many people were actually unhappy that Ruomai, who was originally a nobody, became the focus of the class just because she had a powerful boyfriend.

Especially, the competitive atmosphere among Japanese girls.

Therefore, when Ruomai's "Cinderella Experience Card" expired, everyone's attitude changed.

As for why everyone knew about Ruomai and Yana's meeting so quickly, it was naturally because...

"Yesterday, Xi took me backstage at a live house. His teammates were all super cool. There was also a girl named Senmei who played drums. She was so cool."

"Oh, right, Xi said she would drive me to the mountains to play tonight."

"Hehe, Xita, actually he has a lot of desires."

When Misawa said this, he happened to look at Ruomai who was about to sit down.

The girl, with her hair braided back into three strands and wearing glasses, simply lowered her head and took out her exercise book.

When Cinderella returned to her home, she was still the maid who wore mended clothes and needed to do housework.

But the other party didn't want to let him go like this.

"I'm sorry, Ruomai. Xijun confessed to me yesterday. I really, really liked him. He's handsome, can sing, and is romantic, so I couldn't help but agree. You don't mind, right?"

Almost everyone in the class couldn't help but look at Ruomai.

There are those who gloat over her misfortune, those who are just watching the show, those who are waiting to see the fight, and those who pity her plight, and so on.

Ruomai's fingers trembled slightly, but she still worked hard to calculate the exercises in front of her. Even though tears had blurred her eyes, she still did not let them flow out.

After a few minutes of stalemate, Misawa said coldly, "Tsk, that's boring. Hey, Ruomai, help me clean up after class today. I have to go on a date with Xijun."

Perhaps some kind-hearted students in the class would feel sorry for it, but most people thought that Wakami deserved it. After all, everyone knew what kind of playboy Yana Miyuki was, and it was impossible for Yutenji Wakami not to know it.

If that's the case, then she has no reason to complain about being troubled by Misawa.

That day, Ruomai was in a daze. Although Sanze would say some unpleasant words from time to time, Ruomai had learned to hide in his shell even more and ignore it.

It wasn't until after class that Misawa threw the broom at her and left with her little sisters.

"Ah, Xijun, you're here." When Ruomai heard the name, his body couldn't help but tremble.

"If I don't come to pick you up, you'll get angry again." The boy's familiar voice made the girl look over.

Coincidentally, her eyes met Yanami's, but there was no emotion in those dark pupils.

There was no bother, no lingering, as if it was just a street on the side of the road.

Such a look deeply hurt Ruomai. It made her sadder than Mizawa's troubles today and the ridicule of the whole class.

Not long after, Yanamichi left with Misawa in his arms, followed by a group of people.

Perhaps, after Yanai saw Xi change his appetite after eating vegetarian food, he wanted to eat something delicious again.

As the sun set, there were fewer and fewer people in the class, and Ruomai slowly swept the classroom with a broom.

When she was the only one left, she subconsciously wanted to turn on the speaker of her phone, but her fingers paused.

At this moment, a familiar voice came: "Yutenji-san!"

Ruomai turned around and saw a boy standing there. Ruomai recognized him. He was Sato, the classmate who had invited her before.

"Um, do you want me to tell the teacher about this tomorrow? Misawa and the others have gone too far!" Sato showed some anger.

However, Ruomai could see some condescending emotions in his eyes.

Even Ruomai didn't know when he became able to understand other people's emotions so well.

But she didn't feel anything special in her heart. Perhaps, she was almost like a numb doll now. She just said.

"Sato-san, am I cheaper in your eyes now?"

Or, to put it another way, it’s easier to get started?

Suddenly, the veins on the neck of the boy named Sato bulged, and his face showed a mixture of shame and anger.

Unlike the pretended anger just now, he was really angry at the girl in front of him for being "ungrateful".

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"I didn't think that way. I just felt that Ruomai, you are a good girl and shouldn't let yourself degenerate like that!"

His first sentence was wrong. She was not a good girl.

Self-degradation...huh?

Ruomai thought to himself, maybe.

But those short days, days full of vivid colors, emerged in her mind.

Wakamu held the broom tightly, then bowed gently to Sato-san.

This probably means rejection.

She looked at the tightly clenched fists she had made yesterday, but there seemed to be an unexpectedly indifferent self in Ruomai's mind watching all this.

But soon, Sato pushed his glasses and said with a somewhat ferocious expression: "You are such a bitch, superficial women. You can't even walk when those stinky hooligans beckon you. You are played like a broken flower and you think it's a tribute to the scars and memories of youth. You are so stupid. How could I fall for such a stupid woman like you?

From now on, you will be working in a convenience store. I am different. I will go to university in Tokyo. Just do your best to struggle in this muddy place."

Hearing Sato's excited insults, Ruomai just lowered her head. She did not explain that she did not think she was singing the praises of youth, but... she just couldn't help but fly towards the light like a moth.