In the anime love simulation, the scam of 10 billion

A tool? Interesting. Asano Yushin smiled confidently, like a Soul Palace elder.

“Eh, I don’t understand. I don’t understand at all! Is math a new form of torture invented by modern times? Gigi~”

[The next day, Mu Yiran planned to give you the homework. Facing such a gentle offensive and looking at her pitiful appearance, what was your choice?]

1. Help her speed through her homework.

2. Reject her request.

3. Complain.

【4. Real scene mode.】

Asano Yushin prayed to the gods, and the one who responded to him was the dog-licking god Takagi Yu. He shuddered and couldn't help but choose an option.

You stroked her little head and agreed in a doting tone, "Xiao Mu, how can a mere homework take up so much of my lovely happy time? Go play, and leave this boring homework to me."

"Great! I'm going to go play, brother. The pudding in the refrigerator is delicious. Can I have yours?" Seeing you being so easy to talk to, Mu climbed up the pole.

【的选择是？】

1. Agree.

2. Refuse.

Asano Yushin chose the option of agreeing without hesitation, shouting, "It's just pudding, let it go! Everything can be let go! Homework is let go! Pudding is let go! I want to give my pocket money on my own initiative too."

"Eat it, little greedy cat! I don't like desserts. I hope you eat them all."

[With your permission, she ate all the pudding in the refrigerator while you were doing your homework. In the end, she still had a trace of conscience and couldn't finish it, so she left half a piece of pudding for you.]

"That's too much! Either finish it or don't. What's the point of leaving half a pudding? The Haji people are in need of love."

Asano Yushin was angry. How could he have such an abstract sister? She always made his blood pressure soar and his anger rise.

You looked at the pudding with the remaining crystal liquid on it, hesitated for a second, and then ate it in front of her.

"Brother, you're so good and obedient, just like a little puppy." She propped her chin up with both hands, her eyes narrowed into crescents, and she really liked how you obeyed her orders.

Asano Yushin took a few bites of curry eel rice and complained about his simulated self: "Really Guinan, the simulated self is really a coward. Sigh, but if I wasn't a coward, it would be difficult for me to control it."

The food and tea are ready, and the rations have arrived. It's time for him to take action himself.

On the third day, she didn't even bother asking you. She just took out her homework and threw it on your desk, clasping her hands together. "Please, brother. I've been playing with my friends all day. I'm so tired and don't feel like using my brain."

1. Help her speed through her homework.

2. Reject her request.

3. Complain.

【4. Real scene mode.】

Asano Yushin wiped the curry from the corner of his mouth and read out four big words: "Real Scene Mode."

His consciousness went black, and when he opened his eyes, he saw "Mu" whose expression was completely different from his impression. The other person's eyes were shining.

You are so stupid! How dare you tease your brother who is so shameless? I will let you know immediately that your brother’s authority cannot be challenged.

He flipped through her homework and didn't let her go in a hurry. Instead, he asked, "This isn't a long-term solution. Haven't you tried doing your homework on your own? I can help you with your homework, but I can't help you with the exams."

Mu crossed his chest with both hands, shook his head, and retorted, "It's enough for my brother to help me with my homework. I still have a long time to prepare for the exam. Anyway, we won't be separated, so just help me do my homework for the rest of my life!"

You are invincible. You have been doing homework all your life, and you know how to control people at such a young age. Since you are young, you don’t need to hang a street lamp. I will find a table lamp for you to hang.

Asano Yushin smiled slightly and said, "Then go and have fun. I'll help you with it."

"Brother is so nice!" She cheered and ran out of the study.

Asano Yushin was quickly finishing this extremely simple homework when he heard hurried footsteps behind him. He frowned and turned around to see Mu running back in a panic.

"what happened?"

"I accidentally broke a vase at home and forgot to clean up the debris. Mother saw it and scolded the maid. The maid said she didn't break it and was about to come find us. Can you say it was you who broke it? Mother has always loved you and will definitely not blame you."

She hugged Asano Yushin's arms and begged in a soft voice, tears almost coming out.

Asano Yushin stuffed her blank homework into her schoolbag, smiled faintly, and protected her behind him: "I'll take the blame."

What an innocent girl! The huge camera in the Mori family's house is not just for decoration. It's just that the adoptive mother is lazy, not stupid.

87. Sister? Not relevant

It was that feeling again. Mu observed another of her, taking advantage of others' doting to unscrupulously demand privileges. She could not stop it, could not interrupt it.

She sat on the sofa, with clear images flashing on the TV. The last few times she had been anxious to return to her body and sort everything out.

The results were similar. Not only did he fail to handle the aftermath well, but he also hurt himself.

Why! It was clearly not her who did it, but she was put on the blame. Why was the good child blamed while the bad child was just laughing and not repenting?

She had already smelled that something was about to happen. Since the other self was still obsessed with herself, she would just destroy herself. Only through destruction could she be reborn.

Mu stood up from the sofa and walked towards the quiet room. He knew that only when one has to bear the consequences of one's own actions can one know how bitter it is. He no longer wanted to suffer the bitter fruit sown by others.

She looked at the physical system interface and planned to watch the report. She didn't want to continue watching the screen for fear that she would not be able to help but clean up the mess for that childish guy again.

Look, this unrestrained greed will destroy everything. Time will witness the growth of another self for her. Whether it is pain or sweetness, it is something that the other self must experience.

She turned on the light in the room, and this space of consciousness was completely swallowed by darkness, leaving only the broadcast interface with flashing fluorescent lights, constantly refreshing the progress of the simulation.

In the simulated real scene, Mori Minami had already come to demand an explanation. Looking at her calm adopted son and her daughter who was forcing a smile, she raised her eyebrows and had some guesses in her mind.

She was sitting in front of the two men in an OL uniform. Her tight skirt perfectly showed off her adoptive mother's figure. Her two snow-white thighs were intertwined like a white python, revealing only a little bit of deep darkness.

Asano Yushin glanced at the darkness openly. Don't get me wrong, he still yearns for light. Tiga is also his idol. He just had to take a closer look to prove his innocence.

Reminding the adoptive mother directly would make her appear too knowledgeable, which is wrong. Glancing silently would show that she is just a child who is ignorant and watching for fun.

There was a hint of murderous intent between Mori Minami's eyebrows and eyes, and she asked in a cold tone: "Who broke the vase?"

She glanced at her daughter who was trembling. The answer was already obvious to her, but she wanted the person who made the mistake to admit it voluntarily.

To her surprise, Asano Yushin stepped forward, looked serious, and replied, "I broke it."

Minami Mori was puzzled. This matter clearly had nothing to do with Yushin, so why did he have to take on this matter alone?

She did not rush to punish the child who took the blame, but was just thinking about why he did this. Could it be that he loved Mu too much and could not bear to see Mu suffer any harm?

Her brows relaxed. At such a young age, he had already focused all his attention on his daughter. She had a good vision and had chosen a perfect son-in-law who was loyal and affectionate.

Being loyal is good. Mori Minami's heart, which had never met the sweet rain, was itchy for a moment and then calmed down.

"Oh, was it really Youxin who broke it? The broken pieces all over the floor are really upsetting me. The punishment will be severe. Are you sure it was you who broke it?"

"Well, it's me. If I do something wrong, I must accept the punishment I deserve."

Asano Yushin's insistence made Mori Minami yawn. She waved her hand and said, "Then I'll punish you by hand-washing my clothes for a month."

Asano Yushin was stunned. This was called a punishment? This was indeed a punishment! He wasn't some humanoid creature that pursued the originality of the original. He was still within the realm of the human.

Mu looked at her punished brother with pity. Washing her mother's clothes by hand for a month must be tiring. Fortunately, her brother helped her, otherwise she would have suffered for a month.

"That's it. Don't make this kind of mistake next time, or the punishment won't be this simple."

Mori Minami stretched out her arms, and her daughter's face was full of relief. She had survived the disaster and was comforting her "mistaken" brother.

She got up and left. It was just a vase, no big deal. The important thing was to remind the children to follow the rules. This was her main purpose in coming here to question them.

It’s true that Youxin is sensible. After this incident, her impression of her daughter has changed a lot. But isn’t the purpose of adopting Youxin to make up for her daughter’s shortcomings in certain aspects?

As soon as Mori Minami's back disappeared, Mu's voice suddenly became louder: "Xiao Xin, thank goodness you're here! Mom's face was so scary, I couldn't even look her in the eye."

Asano Yushin smiled helplessly. He had just left when he changed the name of his brother to Xiaoxin. Wasn't this too fast?

He wanted to touch her head to comfort her, but she dodged his hand and said righteously, "Xiao Xin is my good dog. Only I can touch you, not you."

Asano Yushin put down his hand awkwardly. Mu's small step back hurt him so much. You little bastard, you're really going to be in Asakusa. You'll suffer in the future.

He drove away this guy who was only causing trouble: "If you have nothing to do, go play. You have to go to school tomorrow."

"Youxin, I'll leave my homework to you. Good luck!" She waved her hand and skipped out of the study.

Asano Yushin watched the little princess leave, then turned around and started doing his duplicate homework.

One is for him, one is for Mu himself, and the blank one belongs to Mu's other personality.

Mu's other personality is quite enjoyable. All homework is given to him to do and he never leaves it until the next day. The teachers all say that Mu is full of energy and in good health.

He was observing Mu's expression and movements just now, and found that Mu himself still did not come out to take the blame, which surprised him.

Mu herself is so petite, but she can withstand more damage than a tank. She often cleans up the mess of the other personality and bears a lot of direct damage. She is a little too great. Just based on this kindness, she is a girl who is qualified to be his mother.

Asano Yushin was a little worried that he hadn't come out, but it also reduced some of his concerns. What he was going to do next was something that most people couldn't handle.

It was time to wait for tomorrow's show to begin. He stuffed the two completed homework assignments into his schoolbag and left the empty study.

[Mina Mori let you off with a child's play punishment. She was very pleased with your initiative to admit your mistake, and your impression of her is still improving.]

Asano Yushin had his schoolbag slung over his shoulder, and next to him was Mu, who seemed to be sleepwalking, and could follow him with his eyes closed just by the smell.

Every time I reach the age of junior high school, I can’t help but sigh at the beauty of young girls. Their white thighs are singing the praises of the girls’ best years.

No matter how hard college students and adults try to dress up and take care of themselves, they can never achieve the whiteness of the skin color of girls in junior high and high school, the kind of snow-white color that can reflect the sunlight, and through the skin you can faintly see the blood vessels like the veins of leaves.

"Alas, my life has been filled with stench like your youth. Even if you commit suicide, you will never grow old. Who knows how haggard you are? I only think that my mood is not like that of my youth. My thighs are so white!"

Asano Yushin was in a very happy mood, his steps became lighter, and he stepped into this co-educational high school.

"Wait for me, what's the good?"

Mu was still in a half-asleep state. Seeing her brother speed up, she also hurried to catch up.

The bell has two roles in Mu's ears. One is to serve as her lullaby. When the bell rings for class, the teacher chatters away and she wants to sleep. The other is to serve as her alarm clock. When the bell rings for the end of get out of class, she becomes full of energy and continues her best campus social life.

"It's time to collect homework."

The Chinese language subject representative came to collect everyone's homework. She came to the classmates to perform her duties and collected everyone's homework one by one.

Mu was still drowsy, and could only cheer himself up by chatting with the girl at the next table about some strange topics.

When the subject representative came to her, she casually grabbed the homework that Youxin had written for her from her schoolbag, glanced at it and found that the cover was correct, then handed it to the subject representative.

Asano Yushin saw everything and handed in his homework. He also chatted with the GalGame master at the back table about his daily life of picking up girls in the game.

The other party had a smug look on his face, acting like a master in the love field: "Youxin, let me tell you, the plots in those GalGames may sound ridiculous, but to me as a child, they were just insignificant daily life."

"I'm so envious that my teeth are breaking. I only dare to imagine that there is a chaebol daughter who likes me. She just happens to have a young mother and a well-behaved and obedient childhood sweetheart. Coincidentally, childhood sweetheart also has a young mother and a missing father. She eats two rice bowls in a row and fantasizes that I have a yandere sister who likes me. Alas, the happy life I dream of is actually a corner of your reality."

Asano Yushin sighed, which led the GalGame master to comfort him repeatedly. In order to make up for the trauma Asano had caused him, he even said that he would treat him to lunch later.

The bell rang for class, and the students at the back desk reluctantly retracted their bodies that had been leaning forward. The chattering groups instantly dispersed and returned to their seats.

The Chinese teacher is a serious old man. The years have given him an extremely serious face and intimidating temperament.

As soon as he stepped into the classroom with the textbooks, the pairs of students who were whispering to each other immediately shut up. If they didn't quiet down in time, this old man had plenty of ways to make them quiet down.

Mu curled her lips. Her least favorite class was Chinese, and this teacher was also at the top of her list of most hated teachers.

His lectures were long and boring, and it was impossible to cover one's eyes with a book to sleep. The old man was like turning on a radar, and he would point a piece of chalk at anyone who showed signs of sleepiness, and the whole person would become alert.

Why would she work so hard for a fixed monthly salary? It's not like she can work as hard as her mother to get to a bright future.

She wanted Mu to come out to attend class, and she would go back to her consciousness space to sleep. After class, she would log in and chat with her good friends about school gossip and the variety show she watched last night.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't awaken her true self. She was a little panicked. Usually, as soon as she gave up the initiative, the other party would obediently return to the body. Why was she suddenly disobeying?

When her mother questioned the vase, she wanted to switch back to herself, but she was only answered by the absolute silence in her heart. This time she didn't come out again. What was going on?

"I don't understand why some students wouldn't do the homework I assigned. It's as if the amount of homework I assigned was too much pressure for you. And there were even some troublemakers who, to challenge my authority as a veteran Chinese teacher, simply handed in blank homework. Really, if you have any complaints about me, you can raise them. There's no need to resort to such childish confrontational tactics."

The old man in Mandarin spoke a long paragraph in one breath. His specially grown white beard swung in anger, and his neck was like a red-hot chimney. He widened his eyes and his gaze fell on a girl who was still drawing on her textbook to pass the time.

"Mr. Morimu, who handed in a blank assignment, what are you doing now?"

This powerful ending was like a bolt from the blue that woke up the sleepy Mu. She was confused and wondered who had offended this old man, causing her to not sleep well in class.

Mu never thought that she might be criticized for not handing in homework. She didn't react at first and thought she had heard it wrong. It was not until the whole class's attention was focused on her that she realized that something was wrong.

What's going on? Why is everyone looking at me? It's strange. How could she have handed in a blank assignment? I had Yuxin to help me with it. The teacher must have made a mistake.

She subconsciously looked at Youxin, but the boy who had made such a promise was looking out the window, looking indifferent.

The old man in Mandarin became even angrier. He had no sympathy for women and pointed at her nose to launch an additional attack: "What are you looking at, Youxin? Didn't you complete your homework independently? Or did someone else do it for you?"

Mu almost blurted out, "How do you know?", but she reluctantly stopped herself and held it back. If she really admitted it, she would be in big trouble.