MyGO!!! I am the succubus Xiaoxiang?

She's grown into a beautiful young woman now!

snort!

Little Mutou!

Do you even understand the value of an adult's status?!

"Bring me a few bottles of wine!" came the voice of a颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of decadence, listlessness, or apathy) middle-aged man.

"Okay, right away!" Having just received triple pay, Xiangzi naturally worked hard.

I only realized it when I turned around.

"Eh?"

The person in front of me was...

"Oh no? I forgot to take any money from my daughter." The man in front of him took out his wallet, only to find it empty.

"Um, can you put it on the tab? Um, I'll have my daughter pay. I'll tell you her name, where she is, and her phone number. You can call her later, okay?" Toyokawa Kiyoko looked up at the sales clerk.

"Oh, you're working part-time here? Perfect, then you can pay me this money."

As he spoke, he picked up a dozen bottles of liquor from the side and prepared to leave.

"Father, you, you have to pay first."

"Isn't it you?"

"But you have to let me drip first."

"What? You're in the store, who would know if you secretly gave it to me?"

"But."

"Oh right, money, I also need to buy some other food."

"Oh, here, take this."

"Well, I'm leaving."

"But you haven't paid yet, you haven't paid! Give it to me first."

"You pay for it yourself."

"But I already gave you the money."

"Tsk! Use your brain for a second, just report it as a loss!"

"Snapped!"

The cake shop owner, an elderly woman, ran out with a broom and kept pushing against Toyokawa Kiyotaka.

"What are you going to do?"

"My mother-in-law shouted."

"Hey, the manager's here. Oh, here, here's your money."

When Toyokawa Kiyoshi saw the shopkeeper was there, he quickly paid Xiangzi the money and told Xiangzi to pour the liquor. After pouring the liquor, he took the liquor and ran away.

I never even considered that Xiangzi would be involved.

"At this time, do you remember to take the wine away? Your daughter is still here." The mother-in-law didn't finish her sentence because Xiangzi, who was standing to the side, had already lowered his head, his right hand tightly gripping his left arm, and the wrinkles on his clothes were becoming more and more obvious.

This child is in a lot of pain.

The mother-in-law wanted to say something.

"I'm sorry," Xiangzi said first.

Then I opened it and put the money from my wallet inside.

"Xiao Xiang, take it back, don't leave it!" the mother-in-law said hurriedly.

This is unacceptable.

Xiao Xiang has grown fond of her the past few days they've spent together. She's like his granddaughter—quirky, mischievous, but always brings him joy.

I never imagined that my family's situation would be like this.

With a father like that, it's no wonder Xiao Xiang has to work.

They might even have to pay for their own tuition.

Given this, Xiangzi must really need the money. Think about it carefully: his part-time job at the family's cake shop and convenience store lasts until the early hours of the morning. Does this kid even have time to sleep?

In this way, the child is forced to use their own money to pay for such people.

Even bystanders cannot tolerate it.

“No need for Grandma to make the decision. The old man came over and said, ‘Just tell him I gave it to you.’” The shopkeeper’s wife said to Xiangzi.

"I'm not, I'm not the person that bastard said!" Xiangzi turned his head and looked at his mother-in-law and Xiao Mu. He was definitely not that kind of person, secretly taking things from the convenience store. He had never done that.

"Yes, we believe you, here's the money," the mother-in-law quickly said.

"I have to pay," Xiangzi said through gritted teeth.

I am definitely not that kind of person, nor am I someone who needs others' pity.

Xiao Mu looked over, then at Xiangzi, and tried to take out her wallet.

The mother-in-law pulled Xiao Mu back.

"it is good."

"That's what my mother-in-law said."

Xiao Xiang isn't that kind of person, so he'll pay for what he's owed himself.

Instead of being the child who is found making excuses.

Oh, this child is so stubborn, it breaks my heart.

Xiangzi lowered his head, took out his money, and paid it off little by little according to the bill.

At least, I paid for the wine properly.

I am not the kind of person my father described.

Xiangzi put the money in the cashier and clicked "paid".

Don't become that kind of person, and don't get used to pity.

You are who you are.

. . . . . .

after get off work.

"Xiangzi." Xiao Mu looked at Xiangzi, who had only ever done cashier work since that time and knew nothing else, and wanted to say something.

"Xiao Mu, you should go back now." Xiangzi looked at Ruoye Mu, who had seen the whole thing and was still with him even after he got off work.

"Xiao Xiang!" Mu sensed that Xiangzi seemed to be in a lot of pain.

Is there anything I can do myself?

"Excuse me, could I be alone for just a little while?"

Xiangzi couldn't look up at his friends.

My own father is that kind of person.

Do you ever feel like you've done the things your father is talking about before?

"...Hmm." Wakaba Mutsu didn't know what to say.

Or.

She was afraid that her words would hurt Xiangzi again.

After all, what you say will always hurt others.

"Xiangzi."

Looking at Xiangzi who had turned his head away.

Wakaba Mutsu still wanted to say something.

"See you tomorrow."

"Hmm," Xiangzi raised his head slightly, trying to force a smile.

"See you tomorrow."

Xiao Mu watched Xiangzi walk away into the distance.

What can I do to help Xiangzi?

. . . . . .

On his way home, Xiangzi looked up and saw shops selling vegetables that were no longer fresh, which were therefore very cheap.

but.

Xiangzi is now somewhat reluctant to buy or sell things.

and so.

Let's order takeout.

After calming down a bit, I tried to move on from the matter and, with a sense of self-deception, ordered some relatively cheap takeout.

Well, well, cheer up, after all, it's triple pay, let's buy some good food!

I walked step by step on the road home.

I walked to the door.

I ordered food to be delivered, but it wasn't left downstairs.

Stolen?

Xiangzi bit his lip.

As you climb the stairs step by step, skipping a meal won't hurt.

He pushed open his bedroom door.

A dazzling array of empty wine bottles; as I pushed open the door, cockroaches crawled out from who-knows-where.

Subconsciously, I pulled back the leg I was about to step inside.

Make sure there are no cockroaches in front of you.

He looked into the room with extreme disgust.

This is my home.

Toyokawa Shoko's house.

"The food you ordered wasn't good. Next time, order Benhuyue," the guy in the room said.

"Huh?" Xiangzi's eyes widened.

Honkogetsu? One of the best restaurants in Tokyo, should I order from it?

Right in the middle of the cluttered room.

It was takeout I ordered myself.

It's probably because I saw the name Toyokawa on my way back.

Well, no, it's my own fault for not ordering one for my father.

It's your own problem.

But who knows when Father will wake up, when he will be home, or what will happen next?

It's your own problem.

Xiangzi patted his cheeks, trying to stop himself from thinking about it any further.

Lively! Lively!