In the anime love simulation, the scam of 10 billion

"It's right to refuse. Marriage still needs to be carefully considered. Living alone is much more comfortable than getting married these days. I just pet the cat, have afternoon tea, and go shopping every day. I don't have to worry about too many problems and live a relaxed and comfortable life."

Nagasaki Suyo seemed to resonate with him and explained to him earnestly the various beauties of living alone.

"That's indeed what most young people think, but getting married isn't a burden to me. I'll just go with the flow. Hasn't anyone ever pursued you in this world?"

Asano Yushin agreed with her idea. If the reality was the same as the simulation, and there was no simulator, he would not have thought about getting married. The cost of raising a child was too high, and he would have done his best to take care of Yoshiki.

"Hate it. I'm so old now, and I'm not as popular as in high school. The ones who like me don't like me, and the ones who like me don't like me."

After hearing these words, Asano Yushin felt extremely ashamed. Is twenty-two considered old?

When Nagasaki Motoyo drove to pick him up, her childish face was still there, and she didn't look older. However, her other parts of her body were noticeably bigger, and she triggered his auto-aiming radar several times within half a second.

Mu didn't know what he ate. The growth curve was slightly different from the previous simulations. There was nothing obvious from the front, but from the side, it looked like a mountain and a peak, which fully demonstrated the truth that it is easy to raise people in a wealthy family.

Did he not pay much attention before or was his impression wrong?

"We're here." Su Shi's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Asano Yushin stopped dwelling on these meaningless thoughts and took out a bunch of small props specifically used to scare people from the trunk of the car.

By the time he had set up the fortune-telling stall, Nagasaki Suyo had already prepared two folding stools for her and Mu to sit on together. The two of them watched him work without blinking.

"Youxin, are you really good at fortune-telling? I heard fortune-telling is a scam."

Here it comes, Nagasaki Suyo asked a classic question. People who ask this kind of question are probably big fish, the kind that catches the fish themselves. What she means is that if you have something, show it to me, and if I believe it, I will give you money.

Asano Yushin answered frankly: "I don't know about my colleagues, I am just a liar here."

Su Shi made a cute nasal sound: "Hmm?"

"For example, if someone is not feeling well and has gone to the hospital but can't get better, I touch them and make holy water for them. Once they drink it, they are healed. Guess what I did?"

"Um, did they add some magic items or something?"

It was hard for Asano Yushin to comment on her making such a ridiculous guess in such a serious tone, pure as a skewers.

It is hard to imagine how Nagasaki Suyo, who was unable to win over the small fry during college, could do it. But in his place, he could trick her into giving birth to a band and even get her to hand over her family property to him.

"I took a closer look and realized he had a minor cold. I put some cold medicine in some water, and he recovered. Hospitals sometimes don't give enough medicine to take care of patients, but mine was definitely enough, and he recovered after a few doses. Of course, this requires some medical knowledge and carries the risk of getting into trouble."

Asano Yushin's explanation made Nagasaki Suyo suddenly realize that something was wrong. She held her chin with both hands and stared at this honest liar.

"Isn't this a lie?"

"Then let me ask you, did he have a cold? Did I make him well again? Did he get the results he wanted for his money? Is this a scam?"

Su Shi was a little confused by his words, and it seemed to make sense.

Mu concluded: "Cheat one person, save one person."

"Yoshi, Mu is really smart, while Su Shi doesn't seem to be very smart."

Asano Yushin's hypocritical face made Nagasaki Suyo realize that she had been successfully persuaded by the other party with words. She was a little angry and wanted to have a good argument with him.

"Guests are here. Su Shi, please recite the Heart Purification Mantra I wrote and don't get angry."

Asano Yushin threw a brochure to her, stretched his facial muscles, put on a smile that would make customers feel warm, and walked over to greet her.

The one who came was a pot-bellied office worker.

"I'm here to buy the question-answering service." His face looked very unnatural, looking around, a little sneaky.

Asano Yushin's expression didn't change at all. He smiled slightly and made a gesture of asking, "No problem. I can find the answer to any question that's not too tricky through divination."

"The female college student I'm looking after refuses to go barefoot with me. She says it's unhygienic and rejects my small request. I'm upset. What should I do?"

This old man never stops until he says something shocking. Just a few words made Su Shihemu's pupils dilate and his mouth open slightly.

Because of the height difference, he did not see Su Shi Hemu sitting on the folding stool, and thought that there was only a sanctimonious master in front of him.

Asano Yushin frowned and distanced himself from the guest. He closed his eyes, twisted his Buddhist beads, and said confidently: "I pray to Namo Gatling Bodhisattva for blessings. Divination, divination, divination, divination, divination, divination, I got it!"

He opened his eyes and uttered an answer that shocked and relieved everyone: "Just let the female college students you maintain wear pantyhose or long stockings."

"Master! Why didn't I think of this? You can even add extra food. It's amazing." The customer stretched out his hand to take out his wallet, but stopped halfway.

"No, I remember her previous owner reminded me that once she gets into the right state, she will take off her pantyhose and other things. She doesn't like to wear extra equipment during battle. This..."

This... is all in Japanese, why is it so subtle when put together? He can guess the expression on Su Shihemu's face without turning his head.

Asano Yushin sneered and said, "Then you can just ask her to put the equipment she takes off on your head. Then you can enjoy the unique food and jade, and savor the delicious food. Just think about the taste. One bite can prolong your life, and two bites can make you live a hundred years."

"Master! Of all the fortune tellers out there, you're the only one who understands me. This money is finally worth it. Take my money now!"

The guest gradually understood everything, put down a handful of banknotes, and looked at him as a fellow traveler.

Asano Yushin knew he was not fighting alone, and that two female generals were watching him. He tried to save his image: "It's not that I understand you, but the power of divination."

I have to say that although the problem is strange, there is a lot of money and the image is a bit worn out.

He put the banknotes into the small iron box, and the girl behind him couldn't wait to force him to issue a confession.

"Tell me! Yushin, have you had this fetish for a long time? I'm wearing black pantyhose today to keep warm. Are you having any bad thoughts about me?"

Asano Yushin turned his head, and Nagasaki Suyo narrowed her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth, obviously joking.

He definitely wouldn't go along with this joke, and he still had to pay attention to his boundaries. "I have a family, and even a spiny newt wouldn't be interested in my wife's best friend."

One sentence made the other party lose interest and the ambiguous atmosphere disappeared completely.

Setting up a stall became an excuse for him and Sumu to chat at night. Although they said they were setting up a stall, they actually spent most of the time bragging to them. In a trance, it seemed as if they had returned to the carefree days of Group C.

Xiangzi sighed more than once by the bed, saying that not being able to stay in Troupe C forever was an unforgettable regret for her. If she were still in Troupe C, what would the situation be like?

He couldn't give an answer to this question. Perhaps he was just beautifying a road he had never traveled, or perhaps that road was indeed more suitable for Xiangzi.

The wedding wasn't a big deal, but it wasn't a small one either. Anyway, everyone from both bands was there.

Getting a marriage certificate is simple, but the wedding cannot be compromised, as it represents the reputation of the Toyokawa family.

On the wedding day, Asano Yushin looked at Xiangzi in her wedding dress and remembered the time when he and she were playing in the study of Toyokawa's house. Xiangzi took the gauze on the table and held it up on her head. It was obvious that the gauze on her head was not a white veil, and her private clothes were not wedding clothes, but she was doing the movements of a bride. At that time, he thought Xiangzi wanted to pretend to be a ghost to scare him, but when he heard her say that she wanted to play house and get married, the expectation in Xiangzi's eyes made him speechless for a moment.

Only when the host recited the formal and sacred wedding vows did he realize that the little girl holding the white veil as the bride had grown into a peerless beauty, the jewel in the crown of the Toyokawa family was right before his eyes.

The white veil, wedding dress, light makeup, expensive accessories, and neatly styled beautiful hair, coupled with Xiangzi's slender eyebrows and subtle smile, give people a feeling of being hazy and looking at flowers in the fog.

The feeling he had was, to use a famous Japanese song to describe it, "Visiting the Louvre for the first time, I wasn't shocked, because I had already met my own Mona Lisa."

With the loyal blessings of relatives and friends below, Xiangzi gave him one kiss. Asano Yushin savored this passionate kiss. Will it be his and Xiangzi's one last kiss?

After going through a tedious wedding process, he and Xiangzi spent a wonderful night, a traditional night.

It was at that moment that Asano Yushin briefly figured out the answer to "Can Love Be Separated?" That night, there was no passion or madness, only the tenderness and tranquility of scooping up the moonlight from the water.

The fact of getting married made him more determined to die early and be reborn. Death would bring relief, while the living would have to endure extraordinary pain. Asano Yushinbu never wanted to suffer.

He didn't want to experience the pain of losing his wife, so it would be great if the system reported it and recorded it.

This is a veiled dress that your late wife meticulously ordered one day before her death. As she tried it on, she told you that she would wear it and walk into that palace with you. You captured the moment she lifted her veil and smiled at you, a moment that will forever remain in the photo frame and in the depths of your memory.

[But the reality is that the dead are like this, leaving only you, as usual, day and night. The suffering and joy that the living endure are all for the sake of forgetting another person who has no sorrow or joy.]

You found this photo somewhere. When you were students, you heard her play a few piano pieces about love. Not many, and I forgot which ones. You looked at the photo of her in a blue shirt and white veil and hummed a song.

The stall continued as usual, and Su Shihemu became Asano Yushin's right-hand men, and his unique hypnotic ability was also noticed by them.

When you only had a year left before death, you "accidentally" calculated that you didn't have much time left. Mu and Su Shi didn't believe your nonsense at all, thinking you were fooling them again.

[Until they saw the hospital case report you "accidentally" dropped, they closed your fortune-telling booth that same day and stopped you from wasting your time.]

"Do something meaningful," he said, and then, furious, Suyo told your wife, Toyokawa Shoko, about this.

Asano Yushin remembers very clearly that on the day he learned the news, the person who felt the worst was not his lover, but all the friends who were close to the couple.

Because the situation had changed, Xiangzi, feeling relieved, took out a hospital medical record report that was hidden at the bottom of the cabinet. The other people's faces lost all color. It was a disastrous day for their relatives and friends, and it was a dark memory that they did not want to keep in their minds.

You never anticipated this sudden situation. Xiangzi chose to accompany you in euthanasia. Her choice touched the deepest part of your heart.

In the last year, you and Xiangzi spent 363 days as usual, setting up stalls and being housewives, but something happened on the last day.

One afternoon, Su Shi invited you to her house to drink handmade black tea, saying it was a final gift before leaving. With a "sorry," you drank the delicious black tea and lost consciousness.

"I give up. What happened?"

Asano Yushin staggered out of Su Shi's house. After drinking the sleeping tea, he woke up to find that his limbs were handcuffed. He only had a quick glimpse of the naked Su Shi, and then he was blindfolded and earplugs were put on him.

This is not the biggest problem. The key is that his body tells him that more than one person has enjoyed him.

Which girl can kiss and swallow his negative energy at the same time? Two mouths are just dirty jokes. Do you really think one person has two mouths?

The ring on his hand was picked up and looked at by the other party. The location, nationality and plot were correct.

What finally confirmed him was that he had been pioneered twice. If it weren't for the earplugs, he would definitely be able to identify who the other person was, unless she was so powerful that she could experience his pioneering without saying a word.

"Where's the battle report? Open it quickly." Asano Yushin called out the system.

[Since the host asked me to turn off the recording function at this special moment, I didn't save any battle reports.]

He felt numb, and vaguely felt the system's gloating, as if mocking him for shooting himself in the foot.

Hypnosis doesn't work either. After accompanying him at the stall for many years, Su Shi learned that his hypnosis has a 24-hour CD. With this information, she can block this time, unless he can ask the doctor to torture him to prolong his life for this matter.

He had a guess in his mind, but he was unwilling to believe that the well-behaved, gentle, obedient girl who possessed all the best qualities would show the wildest sexual repression in history on him.

Forget it, the next simulation object will be her anyway. As long as the simulation is over, he will forget everything.

Toyokawa Sadaharu's voice rang in his ears: "Xiangzi, Yushin, you don't mind me asking you so many times, are you really sure you want to die today?"

After experiencing two major blows in succession, half of Toyokawa Sadaharu's hair turned white overnight. He has maintained his hair in black and white and has not dyed it back.

Asano Yushin was still able to maintain his composure and calmness, and nodded and replied: "Yes, I am sure."

Xiangzi placed his hand on his and replied fearlessly and forcefully in a voice as gentle as water: "Yes, Grandfather."

Su Shi took out a number of faded photos from her bag. They were group photos taken by Asano Yushin for everyone in Group C on the beach. At Xiangzi's request, she brought them all.

She couldn't believe Xiangzi's calmness. Xiangzi was chatting with her as if he was at a tea party, talking about interesting things about Group C. She regretted that he didn't stay with them all the time.

"Unfortunately, we have to fill out paperwork, Mr. and Mrs. Toyokawa."

A woman in a suit took out a pile of signature documents related to euthanasia procedures and reminded them to fill them out in order.

Asano Yunobu and Toyokawa Shoko smiled at each other, each picked up a pen and started signing. Contrary to their optimism, everyone was shrouded in the solemn atmosphere of death, and the heavy reality made them breathless.

"When will you be ready?" was the only outsider present who could calmly ask the question.

Everyone present looked at the couple who were about to die, and their palms couldn't help but sweat.

"I am ready."

"Well, come on."

Asano Yushin and Shoko answered the euthanasia worker in unison, and the worker quickly got up to prepare the medicine.

Two cups of water containing stomach medicine were placed on their table. Asano Yushin drank it all in one gulp, and Xiangzi finished it elegantly.

The little girl hiding behind the Asano couple whispered, "Where are you going, brother?"

With tears in her eyes, Asano Yushin's mother stroked her little head and whispered softly, "Go to a very far away place, a world where we will go sooner or later."

"Do you want me to leave?" asked Toyokawa Sadaharu.

"No, as her relative, it's best if you're here. Um, it's better if you're there." The lady working said as she picked up some pills and poured two glasses of water.

She came in front of Asano Yushin and Toyokawa Shoko and asked cautiously, "Are you sure you want to drink this potion? After drinking it, you will fall asleep and die."

"I am very sure."

"Well, death is but a moment, and I am honored to rest in peace with my husband."

The two of them each held pills and water in their hands. Before that, Xiangzi stopped Asano Yushin's actions.

"Youxin, it seems you forgot to ask me a question."

He looked at Xiangzi in surprise, whose face was full of expectation. He didn't remember what questions he wanted to ask her.

"You won't have forgotten a question I'm often asked, right?" Xiangzi reminded him.

Asano Yushin suddenly realized that it was the question he used to confirm Xiangzi's progress. He didn't expect that it had a new meaning at this moment. It seemed that the other party had prepared a satisfactory answer.

"So, Xiangzi, are you happy now?"

Xiangzi smiled brightly, like a ray of light that dispelled all the haze of death. She proudly pressed her hand on her chest and spoke out her personal answer that had condensed her decades of life.

"From the moment you paid attention to me, I was happy. I have so many wonderful memories with you. You asked me to form a band, taught me to play the piano, supported me from the audience, and accompanied me in study. Although a lot has happened, and although there are some regrets, now it's my turn to ask, are you happy? Youxin."

Asano Yushin looked at the faded photos on the armrest between their seats and nodded firmly, "Shoko and I are happy together."