Create MYGO second creation, but make them cry

“Because I like Saki-chan more than penguins,” said Kodama.

"Oh dear, if you say that, Mr. Penguin will be sad." Xiangzi couldn't help but laugh.

Although she didn't know why, seeing Xiangzi like this made Xiaodeng feel inexplicably sad.

She held her friend's hand tightly.

“Hey, Xiaodeng, do you remember when I tackled you off the bridge?” Xiangzi said.

Xiaodeng nodded gently and said, "SAKI-chan told me that suicide is not an option, and then, because you saved me, you injured your leg."

Then Xiangzi couldn't help but laugh: "It turns out it was just a misunderstanding. Xiaodeng, you never intended to commit suicide. You were just so captivated by the flowers by the bridge that you lost yourself in them."

After saying that, Xiangzi paused for a moment and asked, "Xiaodeng, do you know why I felt that you, in that state, wanted to commit suicide?"

Xiaodeng's gaze shifted from the penguin back to Xiangzi. She opened her mouth, hesitated slightly, and said, "Because the one who really wants to commit suicide is Saki-chan."

Xiangzi looked surprised, then looked at the eccentric girl in front of him and said, "Ah, as expected, I'm the real idiot. So I'm the one who was saved."

Xiaodeng always had the ability to easily see through other people's true nature. It turned out that back then, Xiaodeng already knew what she wanted to do.

That was when she thought she had nothing left.

Then Xiangzi couldn't help but laugh and said, "Xiao Deng, let me tell you a secret. Actually, I tried to commit suicide a second time, but I was saved by Banami."

However, when she finally possessed the most beautiful emotions in the world, it was too late.

Xiangzi gently hugged Xiaodeng in his arms: "Xiaodeng, you're such a remarkable girl."

As night fell, Xiangzi escorted Gao Songdeng to Gao Song's doorstep, waving gently and saying, "Little Deng, you must come to the performance at the Ave Mujcia Martial Arts Hall!"

"Yeah, I'm really looking forward to Saki-chan's performance," Kodama said, clenching her fist.

Shoko put on the baseball cap that Hatsune liked and left Takamatsu's house, muttering to herself, "I hope that Akari won't be too sad by then... But with that guy Yami and Chihaya Aine around, it shouldn't be too much of a problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiangzi felt a warm stream flow from his nose.

Tick-tock...tick-tock...tick-tock...

Bright red blood gushed from his nose and dripped onto the ground.

Xiangzi quickly stuffed it with a tissue.

"This is really troubling, definitely more so than when Mom was..."

After a while, Xiangzi stopped the bleeding, took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and said, "Next, let's go to Lixi's place."

That guy is probably the one who likes me the most after Su Shi and Aine.

She paused for a moment, then chuckled, "It's like saying your last words."

No... no, she was just delivering tickets to the other party.

Tickets for her final performance.

Chapter Forty-Seven: Love Has Faded

"Toyokawa Shoko is dead."

"I watched her burial with my own eyes."

"Including my soul."

In the early morning, sunlight streamed onto the bed in Yutenji Wakame's apartment. Banami murmured softly to the sleeping girl beside her.

His eyes were somewhat blank and unfocused, as if he were confirming his identity, or rather, his anchor point in this world.

The alarm clock rang crisply, and the digital clock displayed the word Monday.

The girl, who was sleeping naked next to him, slowly woke up. When she saw the boy's gentle and familiar handsome face, she gently put on her glasses, kissed his lips, and said, "Do you remember who I am?"

"Youtianji Ruomai."

"how about you?"

"Yanai meets Xi."

What is our relationship?

"Adulterous couple?" Banami tilted her head slightly to confirm.

With a soft thud, Miaomeng's hand landed on his shoulder. The boy gasped and said, "Ouch, Miaomeng isn't gentle at all these days."

"Hmph, that's because he's not as gentle as your childhood sweetheart, Xiao Xiang... Ah, I'm sorry." The girl showed an apologetic expression; no matter what, she shouldn't joke about him.

But Banami gently shook her head and said with a smile, "Just now, before you got up, I checked it again for myself. Yes, Xiaoxiang is gone and will no longer appear in my life."

Even though she was just saying it, Banami still felt a sharp pain in her heart.

The girl with braids and glasses gently hugged the other person and whispered, "Actually, now, we don't need to check every Monday anymore, right? Xi, you've fully recovered."

Banami Yuu used to have a strange illness. Because of the death of her childhood sweetheart, Toyokawa Shoko, her memory was stuck at a time of one week. After a week, she would completely forget everything... until she met that girl who was even more resilient than wheat.

Because she didn't give up on him, even when he was about to give up on himself and wander to Tokyo, she still came to this unfamiliar big city alone and kept searching for him.

Perhaps it was this burning love that even the heavens dared not betray. The moment Ruomai found him, Banami's "One Week Friends" illness miraculously healed, leaving even the doctors baffled.

As the girl beside her said, it was not an organic disease; it was just that Banami wanted to escape the fact that her beloved had died and was afraid to face it.

It was this girl beside him who gave him the courage to face that pain.

The two lingered in bed for a while before Ruomai got up to make breakfast. A little while later, he sat lazily at the table, looking at the girl's tall and beautiful waistline. On a whim, he came to her side and pinned her down in front of the stove.

Ruomai's cheeks flushed slightly as she said, "I...I have to do a live stream later."

"Then I'll resolve this as soon as possible?"

"Can't you just be patient for a little while, you lecherous devil?"

"Um, how about I go out and pick up a girl to solve this?"

"Are you even speaking human language?"

Soon, Ruomai's voices rose and fell, and she finally regained her composure and said, "No... inside, today is the dangerous period."

"Then... let's give birth to her." Banami was immersed in the girl's beautiful body.

“Idiot, we don’t have any money right now…” Ruomai said softly.

"Haha, money truly is the strongest condom," the boy said, seemingly at a loss for words, readily agreeing.

After everything was over, the two even took a bath together, but breakfast was an hour later than usual.

"Oh, Xi, you idiot, it's so late already!" Ruomai said in annoyance, but the coquettishness and charm in her tone were very touching.

"Anyway, your channel doesn't have many fans watching the live stream, so what does it matter?" Banami added with a sarcastic remark.

“I mean, you’re going to be late for class!” Ruomai said, sounding like a devoted wife.

"It's just a boring music theory class, I might as well skip it. I can go to Ginza and earn some money by performing there," Hanami said in a nonchalant tone.

"No way! You're studying at Tokyo's top music program. I know you're a genius, and you got a full scholarship so easily, but you still have to study hard to graduate."

"Don't worry about the money. Besides taking orders for cosmetics, I can also work at a convenience store. I can bring back some near-expiry bento boxes and daily necessities there, which will save me a lot of money," Ruomai said with a shrewd look.

But these words deeply moved the boy.

When he first came to Tokyo, he was just coasting along, after all, he was a musical genius and he wouldn't starve as long as he had a guitar. But it's hard to call him a person if you're talking about those aimless days.

However, after reuniting with Ruomai, she has been helping him. The two of them had no money, and Banami was going to school and had a long time before graduation. They relied on her to work to supplement their income.

Although Banami could earn money by performing there, the girl said, "Yu-kun, you will be a famous star in Japan and even the world in the future. You shouldn't waste your time in places like this."

"It's okay, I'll wait for you to graduate, Xi-jun. Then I can become a little rich girl."

She seemed to believe more than anyone else that Banami would become the most dazzling star in the future.

The boy knew that even if he couldn't do it in the future, the other person would still say, "It's okay, Xi-jun, just do your best. I'll figure out how to make money."

Because she was such a fool, Banami dared not disappoint her again. So the wild and unruly rock boy has now become more docile than a sheep, taking one step at a time, waiting for the day he will finally shine on the stage.

He is happy now. Although he lost his former love, he has found something more important than life itself.

At the apartment door, Ruomai straightened the boy's collar and said softly, "I've packed your schoolbag for you. By the way, just take a taxi to school later, don't keep Professor Fujita waiting for you."

After saying that, Ruomai took out her empty wallet and, with some reluctance, stuffed two 10,000 yuan bills into Banaijian's hand.

Banami thought she was incredibly cute like this.

Even if she didn't go to this school, Banami was confident she could earn more money than she could ever spend.

But he dared not let her down in the slightest; whatever she wanted, Banami would do to make it happen.

Just as he was about to leave, his head buzzed, and he felt as if he were losing weight.

There was even a sense of alienation, as if he shouldn't be here right now, as he had more important things to do.

The next moment, Ruomai put her arms around his back and asked, "What's wrong, Xijun? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to rest?"

This voice pulled Banami back to Earth from the weightlessness of space. He cast aside his random thoughts and said, "It's nothing, I'm leaving."

Ruomai looked at the boy who was laughing heartily, gave a soft "hmm," and said, "Um..."

"What's wrong?" Banami asked, puzzled.

"Your birthday is coming soon, and I'm preparing a gift for you," Ruomai said somewhat shyly.

"Eh, a maid outfit, or a bunny girl outfit?" Banami's eyes lit up.

"No, you silly Xi, you're always thinking about Sese. It's... a much more special gift," Ruomai said softly.

Banami became increasingly interested: "What is it? I'm so curious!"

Ruomai pushed him downstairs and said, "You'll find out on your birthday."

Banai laughed and said, "Hmph, fine, I won't ask. Anyway, we'll always be together, and we'll find out sooner or later."

Ruomai nodded gently and said, "Yes, forever, together."

That voice echoed in Banami's mind. Had he ever said that to a girl before? Was it the deceased Sho, or...?

What should have been a happy and ordinary day was instead filled with an inexplicable sense of urgency and anxiety.

Chapter Forty-Eight: Wingless

Happy and ordinary days always seem the same.

Every morning, he wakes up to Ruomai's gentle call, attends what can only be described as boring classes, occasionally uses his talent to humiliate those self-important high achievers, rejects confessions from younger female students, and tells his dear girlfriend about it during dinner.

After leaving several bruises on her waist, he took her to work at the convenience store on a motorcycle.

Compared to the days of being surrounded by countless people and indulging in extravagance in high school, this kind of life is indeed "boring".

But what Banami originally sought was this kind of orderly life, because everyone called it a homely life.

However, what puzzled him was that as the days went by, the inexplicable throbbing and anxiety in his heart did not disappear.

He didn't want Ruomai to know about this, because even he himself didn't know where this emptiness came from.

Is it because he's actually tired of this kind of life, tired of his nagging girlfriend, and wants to live as freely as before, surrounded by different women?

However, he really doesn't feel anything for other women right now. On the contrary, when Ruomai holds him, his anxiety is slightly relieved.

Why exactly...?

He had a vague feeling that he had something he needed to do, but he couldn't remember what it was.

He had no friends and no one to confide in, so after class, he took a bouquet of flowers and went to that very familiar place.

That cemetery where Ruomai once came.

He gently placed the white chrysanthemum in his hand on the tombstone, which bore a black and white portrait.

Just seeing this photo made Banami feel like he was suffocating, but thankfully, so many years have passed and he's gotten used to it.

"Long time no see, Xiao Xiang. Last time you came... you came with Miao Meng."

"But this time, I'm all alone, and I... have something I want to tell you in private."

"After all, it seems like I really have no one else to confide in besides you."

"Hmm, it seems like I've been using you as a confidante. You'll have to put up with this for a bit."

"If you have any opinions, please feel free to speak up. It's okay."