Can Lixi look at me alone?

It travels through the screen and strikes another person's heart.

Ai Yin gently put down her phone and composed herself in front of the mirror.

She could have continued to pretend nothing had happened with Yuzuki, but Yuzuki had already torn that veil off.

How exactly was it discovered...?

Hailing, who was still waiting for Jieyue's reply, opened her phone.

still none.

If what Riki said is true, and Yuzuki is alright, then he should already be asking her what she wants to eat for dinner, just like a virtuous wife… no, just like a friend who's a great cook.

But it's different now.

Yuzuki's mental state has improved a lot recently thanks to Chihaya's help, but her current state... is not good.

She opened Lixi's Line.

"Is Yuzuki really alright now?"

The drummer, who was comforting Yuzuki in his arms, glanced at his phone.

Oh, it's Hailing. Looks like nothing urgent.

Dividing line

Children, I am still alive!

I've been too busy lately. My family enrolled me in a New Oriental English intensive training program. I'll try to update more often!

Pytime! "I am the embodiment of your deceased emotions"

【mygo, orange】

My name is Chitose Noshiro, and I only have one month to live.

The doctor said I was incurable, but now I have found a way to stay alive, which is to gain lifespan through continuous simulation.

"Everything is for... survival!"

Imitating Takamatsu Deng's sister: the innocence of childhood collapsed the moment the flesh and blood left.

Imitating Takamatsu Deng’s drunken colleague: After becoming an adult, is there anyone you can share your fantasies with?

Simulating Li Xi’s life redemption: The white moonlight taken away by others, is it still your white moonlight?

Simulating Nagasaki Suyo's daughter: Life was really a mess, until that day I found a homeless little kid on the corner.

……

When the holiday ended and Chitose Noshiro entered high school...

"Wait, don't come near me! It's just a simulation! How could you take it so seriously?"

Volume 2 Mygo!!! Chapter 7 Making Goldfish

"Little Yuzuki? Why would you say that?"

"Everyone here is so nice! I'm so happy here, Yuzuki, you don't need to worry about me like this!"

Holding her phone, Yuzuki looked at Aine's explanation and felt a little confused.

Why didn't Qian admit to this sooner? Wasn't it already...?

"Chihaya opened the bento box, which means that Chihaya is unhappy and wants to eat something delicious."

Suddenly remembering Aine's instructions before Yuzuki left, she realized why Yuzuki had sent her so many messages so early in the morning—it turned out her disguise from yesterday had been seen through…

It turns out it was all because I forgot what Yuzuki said: "If you're unhappy, just open your bento box!" That makes it much easier to explain!

Ai Yin, who was laughing out loud in the dormitory, did a somersault to her feet.

"It's just that the food in Britain is so awful that I... Sorry, Yuzuki~"

Lixi gently tapped the pink-haired girl's head, telling her to calm down and think things through.

"She simply doesn't like the food in England, which is completely different from what Yuzuki thought."

Am I wrong?

Chika Yuzuki lowered her eyes and took a deep breath. Rakuna, who had been watching the show, stood next to Yuzuki and curiously stuck her head into her pink hair.

While still wondering if Chizuru was lying, Yuzuki was stunned for a moment after seeing a pair of big, blinking eyes before realizing what was happening. She instinctively reached out to stroke the cute kitten, but to outsiders, their action looked like a kiss.

Li Xi sighed and quickly pulled Le Nai aside.

"How are you feeling? Are you still feeling unwell, Yuzuki?"

Realizing she had kept Ritsuki waiting for quite a while, Yuzuki quickly shook her head, knowing she was just making excuses. The drummer sat back down next to her and then snatched Yuzuki's phone to send a message to Aine.

Can you prove that you're having a good time?

The sound of love when pronouncing this sentence

He scratched his head, then put on his black-rimmed glasses to make himself look more scholarly.

But how can one truly be happy...?

Ai Yin began to ponder this question.

Should I get a group of friends to take a picture together? No, no, these classmates would never agree... and being friends with them... is a bit uncomfortable.

After thinking it over, all she could do was give a cute smile to the phone camera and then make a peace sign with her other hand, which she didn't need to touch the phone, to express that she was 'very happy'.

Then I'll edit the image a little more...

Done! No, we're in the UK now…

"OK!"

As Yuzuki looked at the signature smiling face on the screen, her tense mind finally showed signs of relaxing.

Am I being too suspicious? I always overthink things... which is why this happened.

The blue eyes secretly glanced at the drummer beside her, moving little by little along the smooth skin, and finally met the smiling purple eyes for a moment when they looked at the beauty mark under her eye.

The embarrassment and guilt of being caught peeping at Lixi made her immediately turn her head away, her hands unconsciously clenching into fists at her sides.

Have I caused trouble for everyone again? I've bothered the school teachers, Hai Ling, Riki-chan, and Chihaya... I've probably bothered them all.

It's gotten abnormal again.

She felt several warm fingers forcefully penetrate her palm, then pry open her clenched fist and interlock with her own fingers.

"It seems Chihaya is having a pretty good time in England. I should have asked her to send a photo sooner. If I had, you wouldn't be so worried about her, right?"

The drummer, who had taken the responsibility upon himself, felt Yuzuki tighten her grip on his hand. Although he was used to her slightly lower body temperature, he still felt a strange urge to drape his coat over her.

Having grown accustomed to Riki's body temperature, Yuzuki felt a sense of reassurance emanating from their intertwined fingers. The girl, who wanted to apologize but felt that an apology would be of no real effect, pursed her lips.

Tonight, let's make something that Riki-chan likes to eat. But what does Riki-chan like to eat...? I asked Riki-chan that question.

"I like to eat anything that Yuzuki makes."

I've always remembered Lixi-chan's answer.

A warm weight suddenly came from her shoulder. Riki, who had draped her coat over Yuzuki's shoulder with one hand, nodded in satisfaction.

Yes, it's the same as when I was in junior high.

"Lixi-chan, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"I want to eat anything that Yuzuki makes."

Jieyue wrapped her coat tighter around herself, rested her head on the coat's owner's shoulder, and took a breath.

After watching the scene with her head tilted to the side, Rakuna automatically followed Yuzuki out of the cafe. Then, while Yuzuki was buying something, she gently tugged at her sleeve.

"I want to eat this."

Following her finger, Yuzuki saw... a goldfish in a fish tank.

Lixi thought she was being silly and was about to forcibly drag her away when he heard Jieyue apologize.

"Sorry, I don't know how to make this yet. How about I make it for you later?"

Although she felt that this thing should be prepared no differently from normal fish, she instinctively thought that goldfish must not taste very good, which was why they were kept in the fish tank for decoration.

After all, there wasn't a single dish related to goldfish, at least not to her.

"Ok!"

Seeing that Rakuna was clearly much happier following behind Yuzuki, Riki gave up on the idea of ​​scolding her. The three of them walked and stopped, searching for the ingredients they would need that evening.

But some people haven't had breakfast yet.

After putting her phone away, Ai Yin took a strawberry sandwich from the refrigerator, quickly tore open the packaging, and swallowed it in a few bites, ignoring the slightly cold cream.

She didn't want to be late and have to enter the classroom in front of everyone.

The thought of her classmates' mocking gazes made her tremble with distress. She longed to be ready to go to school as soon as possible.

Fortunately, she had packed her schoolbag in advance last night. This allowed her to arrive at the classroom on time and sit in her assigned back seat, listening to the teacher explain things she didn't quite understand.

But that doesn't matter, she has a strong ability to learn on her own.

only…

"Little Juzuki..."

If only you were here.

Her fingers, which were taking notes, slowly stopped. She nervously swallowed and then secretly took out her phone.

"Chizuru, can you tell me your current address? It's okay if you don't want to."

She doesn't like to share too much of her private information with others, unless the other person is someone she's a very good friend.

Yuzuki has clearly reached this level.

Volume 2 Mygo!!! Chapter 8 The Vanished Angel

I have absolutely no idea why Xiaoyue knows this. Maybe... she wants to come to England to see me?

Despite knowing that the probability of such a thing happening was infinitely low, Aine still gave her address to Yuzuki.

"Thank you, Chihaya! Keep it up!"

Yuzuki didn't explain, and Aine gave up asking.

Even good friends should maintain a certain distance, especially today... Yuzuki's words startled her.

After the initial感动 (moved feeling), Aine, having calmed down, had to start thinking about this issue.

Xiaoyue really cares about me!

The thought that there was a girl with the same hair color as her thousands of miles away who was always caring about her warmed Aine's heart.

But what can Xiaoyue do? She can't come and keep me company. After all, Xiaoyue has that illness... she shouldn't be allowed to come to school.

So, it's best not to let Xiaoyue know about these things.

All I need to do is make Xiaojieyue think that I'm having a good time.

Yes, it's very easy to do!

...Huh? Why isn't the teacher giving a lesson?

As she raised her head blankly, everyone in the classroom turned their gaze to her.

I seem to have become the center of attention again without even realizing it? Hmm... There's a question on the big screen, and it looks like I'm the one who needs to solve it.

Knowing her spoken English was poor, Ai Yin, who hadn't planned to speak, walked step by step to the podium. Then, she swiped her finger across the screen to write out the solution process.

Logically speaking, there should be no problem with this, and it would be even better if that student hadn't asked any questions.

Ai-yin, who always tried to think the best of everyone, nodded, then used her finger to write words on the screen to explain her thoughts instead of speaking… but the classmate interrupted her 'explanation'.

Do you need to go to the infirmary?