MyGO? The string value monster craves the band girl!

"From the time he returned home until bedtime, Xiang would not enter his uncle's bedroom except to clean up the wine bottles and the room. He would eat and study through a sliding door."

"When Xiang came home, his uncle was usually drunk or fast asleep."

"Uncle doesn't need you as much as Xiang thinks."

As Wakaba Mu calmly narrated each fact, Xiangzi's facial expression became more and more excited. He tried hard to tighten his facial muscles to prevent his expression from collapsing.

"But if I'm really gone, I'm afraid my father, left without a care in the world, will soon lose track of what's happening. Xiao Mu... he remembers everything so clearly."

Xiangzi forced a smile, the corners of his mouth pulled into a forced arc, and his trembling voice couldn't even maintain the surface calm.

"Because seeing Xiang's appearance, it seemed as if even my heart was breaking bit by bit. I can't forget anything about Xiang."

Wakaba Mutsu lowered his head slightly, but after a moment he composed himself and looked at Xiangzi.

"Xiang, how many peaceful and harmonious conversations have you had with your uncle this year?"

"Is it true that every time I talk to my uncle, all I see is his self-deprecating, decadent look?"

"I want to encourage my uncle, but he won't listen?"

"Compared to the father and daughter who supported each other and relied on each other, Xiangzi could only get a one-sided negative reaction from his uncle."

"Stop talking, Xiaomu... Stop talking..." Xiangzi grabbed his arm and closed his eyes to prevent the tears from flowing out.

If Ye Mu also closed her eyes, her mood swings would be no less than Xiangzi's, but in terms of controlling her expressions and body reactions, Xiangzi was far inferior to her.

"Xiang, is the communication between you and your uncle...really comparable to that between Minami and me?"

"I actually heard Xiaomu say that about Minami... Haha... I never thought about it before. Does Xiaomu think that the relationship between my father and I has fallen to that point?"

"I don't know the answer either, Xiang."

Ruoye Mu raised his head slightly and looked into Xiangzi's watery eyes.

"But there's more to your life than just your uncle."

"Weijun, Chuhua, and I are all worried about you. Otherwise, we wouldn't be here together today... If Xiangxian hadn't accepted Weijun's invitation, I wouldn't have signed with this agency."

"Xiang, your role in front of your uncle this year has been just that of a daughter who picks up his trash on time, encourages him while accepting his negative emotions, and automatically brings home meals and goes to bed on time every night."

"I won't call you a nanny, Xiang. Because a nanny would quit when faced with an employer who never respects her, but you wouldn't."

"Alright, Xiao Mu! Don't speak of your father like that if you haven't experienced it yourself! He is also a man of... sincerity and virtue..."

Xiangzi suppressed his voice and looked at Wakaba Mu with a look of grievance and a little anger in his eyes.

Wakaba Mutsu stepped forward and held Xiangzi's clenched fist.

"If it's about doing chores and listening to my uncle complain, I'll go with you, Xiang."

"But there's no point in you staying there every night to sleep, Xiang. A drunk uncle can't feel or need your presence."

"On the contrary, Chuhua, Weijun, and I all want to help you share your life, Xiang! Even if it's just listening to you talk about your day's experiences at night, I can get satisfaction and happiness from it..."

"Xiang, if you still care about us... please don't think you can refuse us endlessly because of uncle's matter..."

"Being constantly hurt because of your tolerance and care is really too much..."

"Don't think you can squander your favoritism endlessly, don't think you can keep hurting the people who love you and they will always accept it calmly, don't always be the kind of person I don't like, who only thinks about himself, Xiang..."

In the last few rays of sunset, Xiangzi's sobs gradually became uncontrollable.

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"Xiao Mu, I'm coming in!"

On the second floor of the Wakaba family house, where the host and hostess had already left, Xianjuan Wei gently knocked on the door outside Wakaba Mu's room.

After a long time, Xian Juanwei did not receive any response from the room, but heard footsteps becoming clearer and clearer.

With his head lowered and his eyes slightly red, Ruoye Mu opened the door and stood in front of him.

Ruoye Mu was still wearing her dark blue plaid skirt uniform. She gently tapped her throat with her finger and returned to the bed without saying a word.

This is the first time Xian Juanwei has come to this room. The pure white decoration is too monotonous and seems to lack the atmosphere of girlish life.

When they came to the bed, Ruoye Mu kicked off his slippers and sat on the edge of the bed, while Xianjuan Wei sat on a chair that had been moved from the dressing table to the side in advance.

Ruoye Mu unscrewed the bottle of water on the bedside table, took a sip and said softly:

"Today, I talked too much..."

"What was the final result?"

"Here." Ruoye Mu stuffed the phone with a photo in the album into Xianjuan Wei's hand.

"This is?"

Xianjuan Wei took a look at the photo. Judging from the area, decoration and size of the bed, it should be the bedroom of a rich girl.

A satisfied smile appeared on Wakaba Mu's face.

"It's Xiang's bedroom."

"Can you decorate Xiang's room like this in the future?"

It seems that the final result at least met the minimum expectations... Xianjuan Wei nodded: "Of course no problem."

Before Xian Juanwei could share the photo to his account through his friends, he felt a cold touch on his face.

Ruoye Mu leaned forward slightly and placed the back of his hand on his face.

"Although Xiang was convinced, she was actually very hurt."

"I don't know if this is a necessary step for Xiang to be happy in the future, but that's what you said."

"From that day on, I have chosen to believe in you. Please don't let me down."

"You promised me to make Xiang happy, you must do it."

Chapter 47: Shizune is better for Sushi

"Of course, I will earnestly carry out every promise I make. Xiao Mu, do you have any reason not to trust me?"

Ruoye Mu's lowered eyes looked a little sad:

"But I don't know how to make Xiang happy."

"After Aunt Rui Sui passed away, Xiang's happiest time was when he formed crychic."

"But, crychic has been destroyed by me."

"If you want Xiang to be happy, can you help Xiang rebuild crychic?"

Xian Juanwei felt the cold touch on his face and shook his head slightly:

"I do not know."

"Can't you just lie to me at this time?"

"If I lie at this time, Xiao Mu will easily see through it, right?"

"It's not a lie if you do it."

“That’s why I said I didn’t know.”

Wakaba Mutsu withdrew his hand and looked back at Xianmaki Wei.

"I understand. Even if everyone in crychic reunited to form a band tomorrow, it doesn't mean Xiang's life will be happily ever after."

"During the period from the first live to the disbandment, Xiang was holding on but he wasn't happy at all."

"But I really don't know how to make Xiang smile every day again. Do you know, Weijun?"

Xianjuan Wei grabbed Ruoye Mu's hand again and put his palm against his face:

"In Xiangzi's case...it's impossible to pretend that something has already happened. I can only use my own way to give her a new experience that will help her forget the unpleasant past as much as possible."

"Is there nothing we can do even if Xiao Xinxin comes?" Ruo Ye Mu asked.

"The Genjumaki family doesn't have a time machine... I don't know what Kokoro will do. All I can say is to ease her suffering, isolate herself from the unpleasant things, and slowly smile more. Milk that has been dyed black can never be restored to its original color."

"Time Machine... Are you saying that Xiangzi's problem is due to something that has already happened to his uncle?"

"Well, Xiao Mu knows it very well too."

Wakaba Mu gently opened his fingers and pressed slightly on Xianjuan Wei's face.

"After all, whether crychic disbanded or Xiang's condition deteriorated day by day... it was all because of uncle, right? It seems Wei-jun already knows everything?"

Xianjuan Wei nodded: "At least we know the cause... Someone from the Metropolitan Police Department has told me everything recorded in the file... Of course, there are other sources of information as well."

Ruoye Mu's eyes softened a little: "So, Weijun, please don't be too arrogant this time. Xianghe and I are similar but different."

"What does Xiao Mu want to say?"

"Xiang has been suffering all this time because she cares about her uncle. The door of the Fengchuan family has never been closed to her."

Ruoye Mu put down his hand, took a sip of bottled water and continued:

"A stable salary, a place to live, and a place to rest... these things can help Xiang, but it's only because Xiang can't let go of her uncle that she's trapped for the time being."

"If Xiang is completely disappointed with her uncle... she can always return to the Toyokawa family. For her, these are not worth mentioning."

Xian Juanwei first said "hmm", but then he smiled and shook his head.

"Xiao Mu never ran away from home, so he probably overlooked the other mentality that was trapping Xiang and making him unwilling to return to the Fengchuan family."

"Ok?"

"She's having a quarrel with her grandfather... Until now, Xiangzi has been working away from home not only because she can't let go of her father, but also because she wants to cheer her father up and prove that it was actually her grandfather who was wrong and that Aunt Mizuho's vision is correct."

Genmaki Yui continued, "If she didn't have these feelings and expectations for her father...assuming Senior Sadaharu tacitly agreed, Xiangzi could just continue to be a young lady. The pocket money she had would be enough to cover several jobs."

"Perhaps... she left home impulsively in the beginning, wanting to share the hardships with her father and personally supervise and encourage him to cheer up. After a year of tempering her temper, it's hard to say how much Xiangzi still has such expectations. After all, Xiangzi has been persuaded by Xiao Mu today."

"Perhaps now that Xiangzi has left the Toyokawa family, he is more of a competitor with Sadaharu-senpai. In Xiangzi's eyes, returning to the Toyokawa family means surrendering his life to Sadaharu-senpai and letting Sadaharu-senpai decide for him."

Ruoye Mu tilted his head and suddenly pointed at himself with the mineral water bottle: "If that's the case, will Xiang be like me?"

"what?"

"This is the first half of Xiang and I being similar but different... I have nowhere to go back. Minami and Aron have already handed me over to Wei-kun; but Xiang can go back to be Grandpa Sadaharu's adopted daughter. The most she has to pay is some freedom of choice in the future... But in a sense, she's just like me."

"Is that what Xiaomu thinks?"

"Just kidding." This time, Ruoye Mu reached out and gently placed his hand on Xianjuan Wei's head and rubbed her hair.

"I couldn't be luckier to be the one who took me away from Minami and Aron, someone I could trust and confide in. I've already been incredibly lucky... When I used to see you and Xiao Xinxin getting along, I envied her. But back then, it was Xiang who played the role of Wei Jun by my side, and I was quite content with that."

"However, if I want Xiang to be happy in the future, it won't be as easy as it is for me..."

"Uncle Qing and Grandpa Sadaharu, Yui-kun, please let Xiangzi reconcile with at least one of them, right?"

"The best thing would be for Grandpa Sadaharu to accept Uncle back into the Toyokawa family, but Yui-kun once said you can't control what others think... Unless Uncle regains recognition through his own efforts, the superficial respect earned by using the face of the Genmaki family will ultimately be a false thing that Xiang uses to deceive himself."

"This isn't something that can be resolved by Yui-kun saying, 'Just leave it to me.' So, please don't be as arrogant to Xiang as you were to me back then."

As he spoke, Ruo Yemu frowned slightly, put his hands over his chest, and did not speak for a long time.

"Xiao Mu?" Xian Juanwei immediately called the black-clad emergency team on standby nearby, then held her shoulders and asked carefully.

After a long time, Ruoye Mu's breathing calmed down again and he waved his hand:

"I'm fine, sorry to have made you worry."

"I talked too much today."

"It's like... I've already overdrawn all my opportunities to speak for the entire year."

"I'm very happy to be able to talk so much with Xiang, but also a little tired."

As he spoke, Ruo Yemu pointed at Xian Juanwei's pocket again.

"Wei Jun, is the phone okay?"

Xian Juanwei, who had been too focused and nervous just now, noticed that his phone was vibrating every few seconds to tens of seconds.

After taking out his cell phone and looking at the notification bar, Xian Juanwei put it back.

Ruoye Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a moment he suddenly asked:

"Is it Sushi?"

"Yeah, did you see the name just now, Xiaomu?"

Wakaba Mu shook his head.