In the anime love simulation, the scam of 10 billion

In fact, the signs were already very obvious, but out of caution, he still held a curious attitude of not giving up until he saw Puff, so he tried to test the waters with the person himself.

"Moses Moses."

"I'm here. What happened to Youxin? Why are you contacting me so late at night?"

Asano Yushin pondered the other person's calm tone. It seemed to be the real person, while the tone of the other personality was very erratic.

"Well, I have a friend who's usually quiet, but when he plays games with me, he starts yelling and shouting. He's so emotional that he's completely unlike himself. I'm starting to suspect he has schizophrenia or a split personality. I think you're not very talkative either, so I'm a little worried about your mental state."

Friends? Mu initially thought he might know something and was hinting at her, but playing games together later dispelled her suspicions. She didn't play games much, and she had never played with him before.

"It's not Yushin's turn to worry about me." Her words sank Japan's five-star citizen Yushin Asano.

"Look, I tend to hurt others easily when I speak. What I mean is that Youxin doesn't need to worry about me. I'm fine."

Mu organized her words. She had discovered before that she had poor ability to express herself, so she chose to remain silent. Instead of angering others, it would be better to put herself in a difficult position and avoid a lot of trouble.

Asano Yushin's words became a little dry, and he could only reply to her: "It's fine, then I feel relieved."

Mu was secretly annoyed that he had rejected someone else's kindness again, and also attacked Youxin in the process.

She suddenly envied the other self who was good at socializing with everyone. Although she always made a mess, the other self was outgoing and cheerful, very good at interpersonal communication, and had a strong talent as an actor. She was exactly her mother's ideal daughter.

"What do you think of your friend, Yushin? You don't plan on playing with him?"

When Asano Yushin heard this question, he became lively again. Logically, if Mu was normal, the topic would have ended. There were not many things that interested her. It was not that he was narcissistic, but he and the guitar were the few things that interested Mu.

"I don't know what to do for now. What do you think, Mu? This is the first time I've met someone like this."

He was using the relationship between Mu and himself as bait to lure the other party, and more or less took advantage of this relationship. It seemed that he was asking others, but in fact he was asking her.

"Ah, asking me?" Mu was surprised.

"Yes, my attitude towards that friend depends largely on your opinion. You two are the ones who don't talk much around me, so I can only refer to your thoughts."

Mu suddenly became nervous and even took out a piece of paper to write down what he had thought of, making sure there was no misleading information before answering.

"Well, his condition may not be as serious as Youxin thinks. If it were me, I would try to show some concern and comfort him. After all, we are friends, I can't just let him go."

"If I were in a bad mental state like Yushin's friends, what would Yushin do?"

Mu's voice was as soft as a cat breaking a vase, and the last question was like a cat rubbing its claws against his face through the screen, but as soon as it found something wrong, it would immediately retract its claws, fearing being loved.

Mori Minami's guess became more and more convincing as she spoke. Asano Yushin sighed, and his heart finally settled down.

He placed his cell phone on the table and gripped the top of the chair with both arms, forming a helpless inverted triangle.

"I definitely want to save you. Forget mental illness. I even cured your cancer. What's the big deal? Isn't this kind of mutual dependence what friendship is all about?"

Asano Yushin said some nice words, thinking in his heart that if you were not beautiful and kind-hearted and were not set as the heroine of my strategy, I would kick away a fake friend like Takagi Yumi directly, spit on him a few times, and ask him to take out some small loans for himself before he died.

"Okay, but I'm not sick," Mu added.

Asano Yushin perfunctorily replied, "Yeah, you're definitely not sick. It's just my friend who is sick. I'm sorry to bother you so late at night. Go to bed early."

The communication was cut off, and Mu lay back on the soft big bed. After receiving Youxin's firm answer, she was very happy in her heart, as long as he didn't abandon her idea.

If I wanted to save him, I'd already caused him so much trouble. Should I force him to lend a hand? She hesitated, but still didn't reveal her problem.

She had searched online and found that fellow patients who had similar experiences described many people around them as speaking very nicely, but once the truth was revealed, their attitudes changed drastically and they would look at things through tinted glasses.

If Youxin had even a hint of disgust or aversion because of this matter, she would be broken.

What should I do? Mu played with the balloon set in her hand, and her other self seemed very scared of it. If she kept holding it, would she be afraid to come out?

Is this the only way to restrict her? No, a light bulb went off in her head. Every time that guy got into trouble, she would panic and immediately return to her body to clean up the mess. What if she didn't go back?

Let’s try it next time, Mu closed her eyes, and the touch of the cardboard box made her thoughts wander.

Today, her mother took a shower early and went back to her room to rest. Even though she tried her best to cover it up, her unnatural movements still made her notice something. The battle was much more intense than she had imagined. It turned out that Youxin was holding back on his strength against her?

She buried her head in the soft pillow, which was filled with the scent of the woman's hair and Youxin's scent. Of course, she was not surprised by the hair scent, as she also used the same brand of shampoo.

When her mother wasn't paying attention, she secretly switched pillows of the same style, and this little action went unnoticed.

It’s a simulation, but why did the mother take the lead in reality? Did the mother have something on him to threaten him?

She could understand why the progress on Fengchuan's side had stagnated. Grandpa Fengchuan was arguing with Aunt Fengchuan about the abnormality in Youxin.

The two quarreled, and Xiangzi suffered. He was closely watched by the maid and housekeeper of the Toyokawa family. He kept complaining to her that he was being harmed by his mother, so that she could not go anywhere except to school unless the quarrel came to an end.

She murmured softly, "Why not me...? We have similar faces, so he should like me too."

She put on headphones and played the audio she had secretly recorded.

The inner boredom diluted the joy she had just felt. She gently pulled open her pajamas, leaving only one hand holding the pillow. The soft pillow was slightly deformed by the external force.

Sniffing the scent deeply, she gradually used her imagination to enrich the picture in her mind, trying to reconstruct what Youxin had done while carrying her on his back.

It was just that she had deliberately replaced the heroine with herself. It was her petite body that suffered the huge impact, she was grabbed by her long hair and roughly pressed on the balcony, she was picked up and slid up and down by gravity, her hair was pressed down, the hand pressing on his abdomen should be hers, her throat should be burning, her body was too clean, as if it had been scratched by a wild cat, which was what she longed for...

I am obviously younger and more energetic, and I can recover quickly no matter how I am treated. Why would you choose her instead of me!

Mu's breathing became more and more disordered. She stared blankly at the ceiling, her imagination running wildly like a wild horse. It was as if she was holding a whip in her hand, and the increasingly frequent movements urged her imagination to render the desired picture.

The body temperature was rising, the brain was becoming chaotic, and I could no longer think. Only the audio in the headphones was playing in an orderly manner.

She was very glad that the address in the audio was the same as her own, which made it easy to relate to the story. Youxin also spoke very little, so it didn't distract from the role.

The actor was wrong, but playing guitar and learning music theory was right. Clearly grasping the frequency in the audio so that her fingertips could keep pace with the other party's rhythm was really a wonderful meal replacement.

Her waist arched up consciously, and her toes froze at one angle. The distracting thoughts that were growing like weeds in her mind were all expelled with a soft groan, and her tears wet the sheets.

It turns out that the inviolable statue in her heart also has this side, just like a good dog. No, she is the good dog. The high and mighty statue is not good at all. She can hear that Youxin is not satisfied.

If he was not satisfied, why not come to her? She could help him deal with everything that was left, leaving nothing behind.

After resting for a long time, Mu felt sleepy and got up. He took off his dirty clothes, took out a set of clean clothes, and went to the bathroom to take another shower.

86. Can’t I just take the blame?

Asano Yushin is already familiar with the simulation, so the worst that can happen is he can just find a place to sleep.

Where can you fight and sleep at the same time? The internet cafe is a magical place.

Internet cafes in Japan are more like multi-functional youth hostels where you can read comics and sleep. The computer configuration is generally not very good, but that is a matter of money. You can spend more money to go to a high-end Internet cafe in a busy area, and the only shortcoming can be easily made up.

"The connections I've made from visiting so many bands are really useful. This little card is really great."

He repeatedly looked at the small card in his hand. It was not an invitation to play with a hot girl, but an ordinary business card.

As long as you show it to your boss, you can enjoy a night out at a low price and enjoy high-end configurations. It is perfect for him who just wants to spend a little money to achieve big things.

As for Internet cafes, he went there purely on a whim to experience the atmosphere, not because he really wanted to use the best configuration or play the game well. He didn't have to wait for the black screen to freeze or the boring time of watching the game, and he could turn around and watch other people's games to relieve his boredom. That was enough.

"I need to get some masculine energy. I've been soaked in rouge and smell like perfume. When I wake up, there's Yoshiki. When I open the door, there's Mu. I have to take time out to go jogging with Mori Minami in the morning. All the masculine energy has been sucked away."

Asano Yushin came back, smelling the rice bowl in the Internet cafe. He replaced the instant noodles with curry rice bowl, and the large iced black tea with a hand-charged coffee, but he was still the boy who used to play AMD games, without any change.

He was like a lion patrolling his territory, casually throwing the small card in front of the front desk.

The young lady at the front desk, who was so bored that she dozed off, frowned and said respectfully, "You're the boss's friend. Please come this way."

There are only 15 computers in the Internet cafe, and there is a row of machines with the highest, fastest and most powerful configurations. Relying on his connections, he can enjoy the most luxurious configurations and the most comfortable gaming chairs, and even Octopus Balls can enjoy discounts.

Asano Yushin activated the tile casually. His gaming skills have been upgraded to a high level. Shouldn't he make a great killing spree to draw cheers from the audience?

No one can witness his growth, and his only friend is a otaku who is extremely depressed and does not understand the value of friendship at all. Instead, he pursues the illusory fast-food love.

If it was that bastard Gao Muyu, he would have been longing for a stupid nanny in the game to reach the highest level under his superb skills, and in reality he would still be a soft and cute rich loli wearing smelly white stockings, saying to him, "Senior Wa, I like you, please go out with me."

Asano Yushin recalled the old days and couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, it's not the people who remember Yao Huang, but the old flavor that I can never forget."

The uncle next to him took a sip of his diet cola, glanced at him, and with a look of contempt in his eyes, he began to lecture him, "You're so full of nagging and blaming. Your excuses are getting fresher and fresher. We old Deng still refuse to admit our age, and this young man is starting to feel melancholy about the passing of time."

Asano Yushin was too lazy to explain to Nakadori, just like a rocket expert would not pay attention to a layman who talked about burning coal as fuel. He decided to start the simulation he had been thinking about first.

Since he already knew the information about the other party's dual personality, he naturally knew that every time things went wrong it was not Mu's intention, but there was an unruly guy causing trouble. He had to teach that guy a lesson and find out her true face at the same time.

[Simulation starts, the system escorts the host throughout the process]

[Simulation begins. 】

[Choose one of the four talents in this simulation]

[God's Hand: Steal a skill from someone else and upgrade it to an advanced level. The skill copying time is 10 minutes, and 5 skills can be stored. After using, the skill will be locked, and the same skill type cannot be copied. The available skill slots are refreshed every 4 hours.]

[King of Technical School: You will be sent to a place called White Home to undergo training. Persevere until graduation and you will gain an extremely powerful body and fighting techniques, as well as various skills. There is a chance of being eliminated before the simulation begins.]

[Agent: You always attract idol girls and have a chance of having illicit relationships with them. When your reputation becomes too bad, the retirement buff will be triggered, and there is a 99% chance that you will leave the industry.]

[Mage: You will unlock a new unique spell every day. After casting a spell, there is a 50% chance of suffering backlash of the same effect. For example, a magical spell that can give the opponent's rectum a sense of taste. Becoming a Grand Mage at the age of 30 will make you immune to backlash.]

Asano Yushin's attention was immediately attracted by the rectal magic. Magic can be unconventional, but it shouldn't be evil. Satan would throw such a magician into the birth path if he saw him.

What frightened him was not the magic, but the fact that he would suffer backlash if he cast this magic. If there was no backlash, he would choose with his eyes closed.

"They're all top-tier. One talent is incredibly versatile, but its duration isn't great. Even so, it's still very strong."

"This is the second talent. This is the first time I've encountered a talent that requires event coordination. Forget it. There should be an ending before the simulation can be renewed. If I send it before the simulation starts, won't I have to wait a long time before the simulation can start again?"

"Manager, you're a typical morally corrupt person. You're just cultivating someone and then enjoying the meal. But can Kemu really be an idol? It feels like a useless thing that you can't even eat."

In the end, Yushin Asano chose the wave-based superman. He didn't send the opponent away after ten minutes, and then it was the opponent's turn to send him away. Maybe he can develop some small skill combos?

You chose God's Hand

[The simulation officially begins.]

At age zero, your mother was a rebellious young woman. Her boyfriend suffered from azoospermia, so she had to ask her ex-boyfriend for help. It was Valentine's Day, and your mother's boyfriend, bearing flowers, opened the door to find your father raging against your mother. After the three of them negotiated, you were born.

"Wait, why are you asking me to brainstorm right now? Let's speak Japanese together! Can you elaborate on the background story? One sentence doesn't seem to be enough to summarize the love, hate, and vengeance involved."

Asano Yushin couldn't hold back, and another hellish start came. Isn't this Maoke's useless system? He came to Jinjiang.

It seems to be only slightly better than the start in the toilet. At least there is no danger to life, and I can deal with the mess of my previous life by myself.

[At the age of one, due to a breakdown in negotiations and no one wanting to take on the responsibility of raising you, you were sent to an orphanage and began your growth.]

He couldn't help but curse: "Nmd, after all the twists and turns, you're still in an orphanage! The misunderstanding is resolved, you are a spy over there, really born!"

The uncle next to him glanced at him, but because he was wearing headphones, he just thought it was the wailing of a loser.

At the age of five, you were adopted by Mori Minami. She thought that rather than waiting for her daughter to grow up and then pick a son-in-law she could barely satisfy from the mixed crowd, it would be better to cultivate her ideal son-in-law from a young age, shaping him into the perfect image she wanted.

"Oh wow, that's exaggerated, there's also a training segment." Asano Yushin thought that he was still following the same path as the young adoptive mother.

"This is Yushin. His last name has been changed to ours. Come meet your brother." Minami Mori came to you with a little girl holding a doll.

The girl fluently calls you "brother" and winks at you. You have gained a cute and playful sister.

At the age of twelve, Minami Mori didn't have many expectations for Mutsu. She had long since grown tired of the endless hard work. At the end of her acting career, her personal struggles were no longer the key to her success.

She doesn't want her daughter to follow her own endless path. She just wants her to inherit her property and live a peaceful life with you.

Asano Yushin frowned. Will the impact of reality be fed back to the simulation so quickly?

The relationship between mother and daughter eased just as it was before, and then Minami Risori learned to respect her daughter's wishes. This is truly a real-time updated version.

Just learn from Super Xiaotong's version updates. If he wasn't the designer of the version changes, he might not even be able to keep up with the versions.

[She didn't let Mu go to that Tsuki no Mori Girls' School. In order to promote your relationship, she arranged for you to go to the same junior high school.]

“It’s so hard to do. That old man’s explanation was so confusing, I couldn’t understand him at all. Help me, Xiaoxin!”

On the first day of school, Mu faced such a brutal homework, looking like she was completely defeated. A little homework was enough to make her create different CGs of defeat. To get through this difficult time, she asked you for help.

1. Help her speed through her homework.

【2. Tell her to do her homework by herself and you can help her.】

3. Reject her request.

4. Complain.

【5. Real scene mode.】

Asano Yushin glanced at the text box and could tell at a glance that the monster was not human!

It seems that Mu's real body has disappeared. He has long activated his fifth personality and taken over his original body, and is now battling him face to face.

Now that the real boss is here, he naturally doesn't need to hold back. The stinky little brat who can only share the good times but not the bad times can just wait to eat his brother's Darou stick!

He said, "I choose 1 and help her speed through the homework."

"Xiao Xin, that's great! I'm going to go play. Just put your homework in my bag after you finish it." She cheered and left the study, leaving you alone.