In the anime love simulation, the scam of 10 billion

At this time, Yushin Asano was still humming to his new instrument.

Custom-made guitars are just different. They have a beautiful shape and feel great in the hand. The quality is on a completely different level from those cheap guitars. The only downside is that they are expensive! That's their downside, not the guitar itself.

He is also living off Mu's kindness. He is definitely not someone with a bad stomach. He will wait for the right time to find an opportunity to return the favor.

Having regained her health, Jiashu was naturally able to entertain Mu well, and the girls had common topics to talk about.

His chat with Mu was like the human-machine verification of Google services. Usually he was the one doing the verification, and Mu was the one raising his blood pressure.

Fortunately, he had spent decades mastering the art of harmonious communication, which could even be called psychic communication. He could even sense the emotions of the stones when chatting with them.

In fact, I don’t dislike this way of chatting. It is more efficient than the energetic style of constantly looking for topics and filling it with all kinds of useless information. However, it sounds confusing to passers-by who don’t have the "Mumu Code Book".

"Sister Mu, have some tea. Sorry, we only have barley tea at home."

Jiashu poured two cups of barley tea and secretly observed this truly spoiled rich lady. Her pure white skin made her envious. Was it too white? Did she always take a milk bath?

"Nothing." Mu couldn't hear her inner voice, but he could feel her gaze on his face.

Her hand holding the teacup paused, wondering if she was being impolite. Yoshiki Asano was a close relative of Yushin Asano and was in a very critical position.

If not handled properly, Yoshiki Asano would be a moving wall between her and Yushin Asano, and any efforts to improve their relationship would be easily blocked by her.

It was clear that day that although Asano Yushin appeared cold towards his sister, he actually cared about her very much.

As if guessing what she was thinking, Jiashu said, "Sister Mu, just call me Jiashu."

"Well, Yoshiki, do you play guitar? If I have time, I can customize one for you and give it to you."

She quickly waved her hand and refused: "Sister Mu! You're too polite. I don't know much about music. Jiashu is very happy to be able to come and play with him~."

How could my brother rent a house and meet such an expensive landlord who only appeared in science fiction novels, a healthy and energetic person, and a beautiful landlord who was ready to give a big gift as soon as they met? She really felt like she was living in a dream.

"Tea, it's delicious."

"Yeah, as long as Sister Mu likes it."

"I love so much."

"Great."

Yoshiki Asano was sweating a little. Did the elder brother foresee this kind of scene and gave her the task of receiving Sister Mutsu, deliberately torturing his good sister in a different way.

It was pure human-machine communication. The other party could end the topic in no more than two sentences, and she had to rack her brains to maintain interaction with Sister Mu.

With a buzzing sound, Jiashu touched the pocket of his home clothes, took out his mobile phone and took a look. There was nothing unusual in the interface.

“It’s my phone.”

Mu pulled her phone from her side pocket, glanced at it, then stood up, bowed, and said, "A friend is coming to my place, Jiashu, I'll excuse you."

"It's okay, it's okay. Sister Mu, go ahead. I'll take care of the tea sets here."

Jiashu was a bit troubled. Was this the upbringing of a noble lady? She was so overly formal that she felt constrained. How did her brother usually get along with her?

Asano Yushin, who is being cared about by all parties, is adjusting the equipment and angle. If he wants to shoot a video of playing the guitar, he has to pay attention to many details.

He cannot expose his privacy. With his personal charm, it would be troublesome if his fanatical fans killed him offline. He also doesn't like to hype up his fans.

He always attaches great importance to privacy. In order to prevent his sister from rushing in during special moments and recording time, he bought several signs online to remind Jiashu not to intrude.

Leave enough clean space to enhance the audience's viewing experience. Many times, the audience is not looking at how high your playing skills are, but most of the time they are staring at your hands and other parts of your body.

Then follow the trend and play the latest popular songs. Never go against the trend. Musicians who are self-admiring will either go ashore or go into the sea. They will either starve to death or die of bloating.

After tidying up a space that met his requirements, Asano Yushin looked at the black mask he bought on the bed and hesitated.

Becoming a "mask brother" just to make money is too extreme. Having tasted the sweetness of making quick money by skimming the line, will he go further and further on this taboo road until he is fired?

The older brother who lives just one door away plays the role of "Mask Brother" for the sake of sweet money, risking being discovered at any time and insisting on playing the piano. His female fans insist on visiting him. Just thinking about this scene makes him sweat.

Forget it, let's try to impress the audience with his superb skills first. After all, he has a skill in musical appeal. Even if he doesn't make the audience cry, he can at least remind them of running in the sunset.

He didn't know that his former fanatical female fan had already come downstairs.

"Mu? Long time no see~"

The car window rolled down, and that strange yet familiar pretty face came into Mu's sight. Her childhood sweetheart's mother gave her a playful wink, which made her speechless in every way.

42. Just a sister

It’s okay, I played a few notes lightly. Although it’s not as good as the hifi rooms that those rich guys spent a lot of money to build, the environment in the rental house is actually quite good.

Asano Yushin tested the radio effect several times and it barely met his requirements. With a little more effort to adjust it, it would be very good.

He spent so much time to find a suitable environment. His terrifying energy did not mean that his physique was no longer within the human range. It would still be very uncomfortable if he did not drink water for a long time.

He pushed open the door of the room. Jiashu was sitting there quietly drinking tea and watching TV. The landlord opposite her was no longer there.

He poured himself a cup of barley tea, took out a key from his pocket and handed it to Yoshiki.

"This is the spare key to the rental house. Be careful not to lose it. I'll make another one and put it in the shoe cabinet outside the door."

"Oh~" Jiashu made a meaningful sound and solemnly took the key.

The image of the husband instructing his wife came to her mind, and in just one second she thought of several major characteristics of a wife: being in the same household registration as her husband, living with her husband, having the same surname as her husband, being a family member with her husband, having a close relationship with her husband, and developing a family together with her husband.

Oh my god, what a coincidence, she has all these characteristics!

"Is that all you have is the key to your house? Have you ever considered the possibility of oversleeping and being discovered by your sister, and then having to knock feebly on your door to wake you up?"

"I usually don't lock the door to my room. I'll hang a wooden sign during the time when I'm not allowed to come in."

"That's great! I can stay with my brother from good night to good morning."

Did I hear it wrong? Asano Yushin's face gradually became serious, and he asked cautiously: "Yashu, you..."

"Sorry, sorry, sorry! I didn't sleep well, I felt dizzy, and said some weird things!"

Jiashu was secretly annoyed that she had spoken out her true feelings, which aroused her brother's vigilance. Their relationship had deteriorated because of this, and she didn't want the relationship, which had been easing, to fall to freezing point again.

In the past, due to her health, she had buried certain thoughts deep in her heart. After the pain that tormented her disappeared, those thoughts that her brother disliked grew wildly like weeds and had affected her words and deeds.

"I thought you were back to your old ways and scared me."

He breathed a sigh of relief. He had always thought that his side was from the older brother's perspective, and Jiashu's side was from the younger sister's perspective.

It was not until something extremely embarrassing happened that he realized that the other party was not looking at things from the perspective of a relative, but from the perspective of the opposite sex. This was a very scary thing.

Since then, he unilaterally cooled their relationship to the level of an ordinary family, and this was one of the reasons why he moved out.

He glanced at the empty seat, the owner of which had just left. He couldn't help but say with regret, "I haven't thanked the landlady properly yet. But she's just across the street. I should find time to invite her out for dinner."

"Are you and your sister boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"No, you're overthinking it. It's a tenant-landlord relationship. Don't think a pretty girl is my girlfriend, and don't think a handsome guy is your boyfriend..."

Asano Yushin calmly answered Yoshiki's questions and gave her some advice.

"Ugh."

He sighed. There were also disadvantages to trying too hard to create the image of a serious brother in front of her. He couldn't even replicate the scientific education he had done with the Muxiang sisters.

Being too strict with Jiashu can easily trigger her rebellious psychology, which can lead to her being abducted by the ghost fire Xiaodeng. Good girls with strict family rules are most likely to be seduced by the smelly Xiaodeng who does not care about laws and morals.

All the family rules of the Asano family must be abolished to allow her more freedom. We must also find opportunities to take her out to play freely. Once she has gone completely crazy, it will be difficult to fool her.

The greatest freedom is within loose rules, and the most stringent and complicated rules are unlimited freedom.

Asano Yoshiki's focus is entirely on the second half of the sentence. Is her brother jealous because he doesn't want her to find a boyfriend? What does his sigh mean? Is he implying that he can't go along with her for some reason?

......

"Toyokawa, auntie?"

Mu found it difficult to understand the current situation. It seemed that the plot that Qingmei had a young mother should not appear here.

"Calling you auntie is too old, call me sister!"

The other party spoke shamelessly and maliciously while pulling her soft and silky long hair into a mess, forcing her to squat with her head in her hands to avoid the multiple attacks.

"That's too much! Mom bullies Mu right away."

Xiangzi helped Zi'anmu up, skillfully re-styled Qingmei's hair, and glared at his mother who stuck out her tongue and tried to get away with it.

"Don't you like this child too much? I wouldn't do this to you."

"Then you can be her mother. You like her so much."

"It's a deal, ahem, let's go up and talk."

Mizuho Toyokawa stopped herself in time. Her daughter's eyes were dangerous, and she showed a determination to sacrifice her own family for the sake of justice.

She knew her daughter's tolerance level very well. If she provoked Xiangzi any more and triggered her Spinosaurus form, she would breathe heavily without making any difference.

Well, we have finally arrived at the most difficult and exciting stage. The nervous Xiangzi takes the lead, followed by Mu, and finally the mother who is humming a little tune and not very serious.

Mu should have removed the anti-theft chain early on, which means that as long as he quickly opened the door and urged his mother to go in, it is not impossible to avoid a tragic outcome.

The motionless door of Asano Yushin's rental house made Xiangzi feel a little relieved. It seemed that there was no risk of him running into her. Everything was under her control.

Mizuho Toyokawa watched her daughter's clumsy performance with amusement. Others didn't understand her, but didn't she understand it either? Xiangzi was a piece of flesh that fell from her body. She never made a mistake in guessing whether he opened his mouth to breathe or yawn.

Xiangzi suddenly thought of Xiaoyi and urged her to go in quickly. "Mom, come in quickly. I will make you some tea myself. You must be thirsty after driving for so long."

"I do not want!"

"???"

Xiangzi was devastated by his mother's willful words.

She forced a proper smile and began to persuade, "Mom, are you feeling unwell and want to go home? Well, let me tell Mu that you and I will go back home early to rest and come back another day. We don't need this little while anyway, and I believe Mu will understand."

"I want to visit Mu's good neighbor first. You and I are not with Mu, and she doesn't know how to get along with others. It is necessary to build a good relationship with this neighbor."

"No, that's too abrupt, isn't it? What if the other person is busy with something important?"

Xiangzi's heart was pounding and he couldn't speak without thinking.

Mizuho Toyokawa ignored her and pressed the doorbell briefly. The moment the clear ring rang, there was only one thought left in Xiangzi's mind - it's over.

"Hello, are you looking for..."

Yoshiki Asano poked his little head out and looked at them puzzledly.

Doctor, I can still be saved! Xiangzi, who won the resurrection match, looked at the unfamiliar face in surprise. Did Asano Yushin move away?

"Jiashu, is this someone you don't know?"

The familiar voice coming from inside the door made Xiangzi heartbroken again. She felt like she couldn't breathe after experiencing so many ups and downs. How could Asano Yushin still be there, and living with a black-haired girl?

Does that mean everyone is wrong? They're all losers! Is that a different kind of fairness?

The memory of the minotaur came flooding back, and she clutched her arm in agony.

"Well, I don't know them. Brother, please come and claim them."

Jiashu's call brought Xiaoxiang, who had fallen into the sea of ​​broken love, back to life. She was half resurrected, and the other half depended on her mother's meeting with him.

Asano Yushin thought that he had not told Takagi Elu his address, and Takagi Elu was just one person. Yoshiki used the plural term, and he had no impression of any small group larger than the plural. So who else could it be?

Unable to find the answer, he came to the entrance and also stuck his head out to see who was coming.

It’s Fengchuan, then it’s okay. She was the one whom Mu had only met once in the hospital. Was she rejected by Mu when he sought help, or did something else happen?

No, why the hell is it Mizuho Toyokawa?

A big hole was dug in Asano Yushin's rock-hard mind. It was not the dead memory coming to find him, but the old friend who appeared in this place at an impossible time in an impossible posture!

How could she look so unbelievably young? Why was she dressed like this? Why was she visiting him instead of being in the hospital, receiving treatment? She looked so good, was she cured?

An incomprehensible string of messages had brought his computer down. Is this still reality? Where would it take him?

Mu also came out and joined the ranks of observers. Everyone was looking at the two people at the center of the delicate atmosphere.

What's going on? Jiashu glanced at her brother and then at the girl who looked like a wife. This extremely complicated look made her wonder if she had come to the set of the 8 o'clock drama "Ex-wife Literature"?

Thousands of words turned into a sigh.

"Hey, come in first, Mu, Toyokawa-san, and your, your friend?"

Although he was extremely shaken, his mind was unstable, and his whole body was full of flaws, Asano Yushin was still collecting information and making what he subconsciously felt was the safest response.

"Not a friend, but her sister!"

She corrected him and silenced everyone except Jiashu. Silence was Kanghe tonight.