I am the emotional sustenance of your deceased

"Eh--"

My sister is the cutest, just like...

A light flashed in Qiansui's eyes.

Just like a small lamp.

"But your little light is fake, isn't it? The only real one is your sister, Kyoto Haizuka."

How do you feel about the first simulation?

The system's cold voice suddenly sounded, with a kind of beauty that disregarded the lives of others.

Is that something you should be saying? System! You're talking like a homeroom teacher interrogating a student with poor grades!

[I feel... terrible, system... why did you lead me to do that in the end? ]

[The host's question is very interesting, but this system wants to emphasize that everything is the host's own choice.]

【…】

Nothing to say, because when I think about it carefully, it seems to be true.

The system is like a seamless needle that can find Qiansui's weak spot and insert itself directly into it.

The system would take care of Kyomoto in Chitose's absence, even taking on human form. Although it was a bit rude, Chitose was convinced that the system was exploiting her weakness.

[Again, what aspects of this simulation do you think need improvement?]

Improvement...can this be called an improvement!

This is clearly asking what is not bad enough about yourself, and what disgusting parts are not designed well enough!

My...final death wasn't...perfect at all. It was too hasty, and there were a lot of shoddy flaws in many places...

【hehe】

The system issued a sound of encouragement that was neither a smile nor a laugh.

[As a newbie, this is normal. I hope the host will keep up the good work and achieve some results. Don't let this happen again, where six years of simulation only gave me one year of life.]

"..."

I know, I know. I'm really sorry that I only got one year of simulation.

[Host, please always remember that simulations are just simulations. The characters in the simulations will not feel real pain. Please do not waste your emotions on the simulated characters.]

"..."

Although you can lie to yourself by saying this, in reality...

[But host, when you finally chose to smash yourself to death, were you really just feeling sorry for Takamatsu Deng?]

???

What do you mean!

You can’t fool yourself. You actually feel relieved, even happy.

No! Pleasure is an exaggeration.

Chitose Noshiro hugged Kyomoto tightly, as only her sister's warmth could heal her breaking little heart.

You have to get used to it if you still want to live.

Habit…

Chitose Noshiro once heard of a theory, which roughly means that if you do a bad thing once, you will repeat it countless times in the future. In essence, there are only two possibilities in this world: zero times and countless times.

And just this afternoon, she had broken through that restriction, which also meant that she would become the bad woman she hated countless times in the future.

But...virtual is just virtual.

Virtual reality is not real, just like playing games, there is no need to have too much respect for it...

Chitose looked at Kyomoto who was half asleep and half awake. There was a smile on the little guy's face. That smile was definitely a treasure that Chitose wanted to see for the rest of his life.

Do you need to be prepared if you want to survive?

If I simulate again next time, will I be able to perform better?

Maybe... I should have adopted a different mindset from the beginning when simulating this. This isn't experiencing a life, it's just... working?

……

The cooldown period for the simulation is one day.

But the countdown here starts from the second simulation, which means that the first simulation is just a trial for novices.

At the same time, this also means that Chitose Noshiro still has more than a week to simulate and work before school starts.

Chitose spent a long time to find her previous job, but unfortunately she lost this hard-earned job after she fell ill and was hospitalized.

"Maybe I can ask Miss Toyokawa next door. She might be able to find me a job."

"Eh? Sister, what are you talking about?"

"It's okay, my lovely Xiaojing. I'm just thinking about how to support the family."

"Oh... you've worked hard, sister. Give me a hug."

"Okay, thank you for the treat."

As usual, medical eye drops should be applied to Kyomoto before going to bed. The system was kind enough to bring some eye drops to Kyomoto while delivering food.

What is this? Subsidies for special families, so they can immerse themselves in the simulation?

The light in the room was dim, with only the low-battery night light emitting a warm orange glow that shone on Qiansui's profile.

Little Kyomoto is still a little child. She has had few friends since she was a child. After her parents passed away, it was Chitose who raised her.

The time we left Kyoto was definitely the most difficult time to adapt to in the world.

At 10:15, the desk light in the room went out, and Kyomoto was already asleep. Chitose held Kyomoto against the head of the bed.

[Number of simulations remaining today: 1]

This...should I press it today or try again tomorrow?

If the simulation were to happen again today, Chitose would probably go crazy.

"I'm sorry...Light."

Before closing his eyes, Qiansui was still muttering, as if he was talking to the moon outside the house.

If Takamatsu Touma existed in the real world, Chitose Noshiro would definitely...

"No, even if I did see her, what position and identity would I have to communicate with her?"

Even if Takamatsu Touma really exists, he is just a passerby.

Qiansui's eyelashes trembled again and again.

"Let's go ask Fengchuan next door about the job tomorrow, and then start the simulation."

The simulation urgently needs to be accelerated. Although there is a little more time now, it is only one year and a few days longer than in the morning.

"Tomorrow's Chitose will definitely treat the simulation well! Tomorrow's Chitose, you must remember that the simulation is just a simulation, and everything in the simulation is fake!"

He repeated this sentence three times until Nozomi was barely hypnotized and Chitose Noshiro was able to fall asleep peacefully.

I hope there won’t be a scene of self-destruction in my dream today. If possible, please let her see Takamatsu Deng again.

Self-destruction is the most painful thing after the fact.

"Tomorrow's Chitose...keep going!"

Ch11. Make soup, then simulate again

"Toyokawa, have you been working part-time lately?"

"No, I'm a little irritable now. Goodbye."

boom--

This guy is really...

Chitose Noshiro looked at the wooden door which was less than a few centimeters away from her heart. The door was closed and she even heard the sound of it being locked.

This guy named Toyokawa Shoko...

It's really rude and embarrassing!

When Chitose knocked on the door, Shoko Toyokawa, who was drunk, was collecting glass bottles on the floor with a large plastic bag with tears in her eyes.

Could it be that this guy is a naughty boy at such a young age, secretly working to earn money to buy alcohol to numb his brain and survive this entire unfortunate life?

Huh? Huh…

It's not impossible. Maybe he encountered something very sad.

"She's such a poor kid. Forgive her for slamming the door and almost hitting me."

Qiansui returned to his home, cooked a pot of red dates and pear soup with some ingredients he bought yesterday, packed it in the thermal insulation provided by the system, and returned to the next door again.

The wooden door was knocked again, but this time, when Toyokawa Shoko opened the door, she no longer had the aggrieved and indignant look as before, but pretended to be strong and tried to keep a straight face.

"Excuse me, is there anything else?"

Even Xiangzi himself was surprised by the coldness in his tone.

But after working late at night, I came home to find there was no drinking water at home. I had to drink my father's leftover high-end beer as water. I accidentally got drunk and only woke up just now...

This kind of thing really makes Shoko Toyokawa feel a little hopeless about life.

"Ahem, I accidentally disturbed you just now, I'm sorry!"

His wine-red eyes flashed with shame, and Qiansui put his hands together and presented the thermos.

"I'm Chitose Noshiro, who lives next door! You should still remember me, right? I just smelled a strong whiff of alcohol on you... Although this might be a bit over the line, you should still drink less! This is the nourishing soup I made, please accept it!"

In order to prevent his small gesture from being rejected, Qiansuifa stuffed the thermos into the dazed Xiangzi's hands and immediately bowed and ran away.

There was no chance for Shoko Toyokawa to react at all.

"Eh? Please wait a moment! You misunderstood! I..."

When Xiangzi walked to the door of Huizhong's house next door in slippers, the door had been quickly closed.

It was like revenge for Xiangzi's previous rejection.

"I…"

Shoko Toyokawa looked at the thermos in her hand and was speechless for a moment.

"The girl next door is so gentle, like a little angel."

"And... is she looking for a job too?"

……

"About the fact that my alcoholic neighbor who just moved in a few months ago is a beautiful blue-haired girl about to go to high school, ah, this paragraph should be used as the title of a light novel."

Drunkard…drunkard…eh?

After returning home, Chitose also scooped a bowl of red date and pear soup for Kyomoto to eat. After helping Kyomoto tie his hair into a pigtail, he hugged him and sat on the sofa to listen to the radio together.

The radio played the complete songs of their favorite band, My Chemical Romance.

A petite girl with an unparalleled fiery warmth, Kyomoto is Chitose's favorite constant temperature pillow.

"Drunkard is an interesting idea. Maybe I can use this attribute in my next simulation."

"Sister, you're talking to yourself again."

"Ah, I'm thinking about something."

He rubbed his sister's little face repeatedly until she made a dissatisfied sound and then stopped.

"Xiao Jing, take a nap. I'll take a nap with you."

"Yeah! Okay."

Because of her part-time job, Chitose hasn't taken a nap with Kyomoto for a long time.

The younger sister adjusted her posture in her elder sister's arms and finally fell asleep sweetly.