Will the plagiarism girl be a substitute for the preference for women?

Until that day...

Just as everyone was celebrating after that near-perfect performance with them and the members of a band called Crychic, news of her father's bankruptcy arrived.

After the highlight of his life, he fell into an abyss.

Shortly after, Xiangzi announced his departure from Crychic to the band members, and then went into hiding, calling himself Shoko.

She wanted to cut ties with the past.

But things never go as planned.

An old band member who was quite important to her was in the class next to hers.

This is not enough.

Now, her sister has come looking for her again.

When will fate finally stop playing tricks on her?

Xiangzi's right hand, which had been adding notes to his notebook, paused for a while before continuing to write.

Shouldn't you also be concerned about your relationship with Xiangzi?

At this moment, China's mind also began to remind itself.

Should we investigate the original owner's background?

Indeed, she now resembles Xiangzi in appearance, and she was raised by a single mother, so it seems difficult not to connect her background with Xiangzi's.

However, she hasn't seen any benefit from studying these things yet, and she still has a lot of interpersonal troubles to deal with.

However, the fact that Xiangzi now believes she is her sister could be used to... get closer to and understand Xiangzi?

Qiannai was curious about what role Xiangzi played in Deng's heart.

"China is here! Let's introduce ourselves after everyone is here."

The teacher entered shortly afterward, seemingly marveling at the resemblance between Chika and Shoko, thinking how clever the disciplinary office was in arranging things.

Aiyin sent another message at this time.

"China, I'll come find you after class. I'm coming up the left side of the school building now, and I'll have to pass by Class A to find you. If the teacher sees me, they might think I've come to the wrong class."

Let's do our best together during the self-introduction session!

Although the text lacked tone, China could always picture Aion's gentle voice in her mind, which warmed her heart.

“Okay, let’s do our best together!” China replied.

……

"Hello everyone, I'm Toyohashi Chinatsu, a new transfer student."

When she introduced herself, the audience started whispering, surprised that the two sisters had different surnames.

"Quiet," the teacher said to the students, though she was also worried about the impact of the discussion on the student who had a mental illness.

However, China managed to control her demeanor and behavior.

All regret and anxiety about one's behavior during the illness should at least be vented in a secluded corner.

"It's a bit strange to transfer schools at this time, because something happened at home."

"Then... as everyone has seen, I look a lot like one of my classmates."

While Chika was introducing herself, the busy Xiangzi didn't continue writing.

Instead, he stopped writing, sat up straight, and kept looking at China with a listening posture.

This etiquette seemed to be ingrained in her heart.

Even though there was a misunderstanding between them, Xiangzi still listened politely to Chinatsu's self-introduction, which relieved some of the pressure in Chinatsu's heart.

It seems that the etiquette education of the nobility was not just something to do when one was bored; it was indeed a powerful tool in social interactions.

Even though Xiangzi didn't intend to use etiquette to negotiate much with Qianna, he was just instinctively carrying out the etiquette.

"Although it's not appropriate to say this in my self-introduction, I hope everyone will not interfere in the matter between me and Shoko."

China continued.

"If my previous act of pretending to be Xiangzi and talking to some classmates caused any trouble to the parties involved, please allow me to apologize."

"Finally, I really enjoy playing the piano, and I hope to exchange ideas with other students who love music. Please feel free to give me your guidance."

After the students applauded, the teacher raised his hand and pointed to the back seat of Xiangzi.

"Okay, please sit in that empty seat."

Chika passed by Shoko's desk and noticed that Shoko's notebook pages were no longer a collection of wrong answers.

Instead, he transcribed Wayhome's sheet music himself.

On one side of the shop, there is also Xiangzi's analysis and insights on the song segments.

She seems to be studying the song, learning its arrangement techniques.

"This song is amazing, isn't it?"

China whispered in the back seat, but Shoko did not respond.

"You don't want me to tell anyone about those things, do you?"

Chika herself didn't know what "those things" Xiangzi was referring to, but her "threat" did make Xiangzi turn around sensitively.

"What do you want to do?" Xiangzi asked back. Although her expression was calm, a slight panic was revealed by the slight trembling of her eyelids.

“It was just chatting,” China replied.

I'm sorry, Xiangzi, it was wrong of me to use threats to get your attention.

But only through communication can we clear up some of our misunderstandings.

Chapter 12 A Lucky Accident

The misunderstanding that China needs to clear up first is what happened at the drugstore yesterday.

"Xiangzi, you must have overheard my deal with those two girls yesterday... By the way, have you ever seen the landmine girl before?"

"No."

Xiangzi gave a brief answer.

It's quite common to see girls with outrageous outfits on the bustling streets of Ikebukuro, Tokyo.

But a minefield of clothing and a minefield of personality are two different things.

Yesterday, I'd never seen Xiangzi act so impulsively, with actual cuts on his wrists.

Chika continued:

"Most of these drug-using women suffer from mental illness."

"Those two yesterday probably have bipolar I disorder or mania."

"When it flares up, emotions run high, and it's easy to be happy or angry. Like yesterday, even though you didn't provoke them much, you still got harassed."

Xiangzi was silent for a moment, then said, "Thank you for explaining all this to me, so why did you ask them for the drug dealers' accounts?"

After twirling the pen around, China said in a serious tone:

"I'm wondering if I should destroy the emotional support these patients have—that drug trafficking organization. So I'm going to get leads on these drug dealers."

“But I don’t want to put all the decision-making power in my own hands, so I’ll give you my vote.”

"What?" Xiangzi felt that Qiannai's words were exaggerated, but her tone was very serious.

How could a mere student so confidently make statements like "destroying drug trafficking organizations"?

Would a family provide resources for a fifteen or sixteen-year-old to fight drug dealers...?

At this moment, Chika is still Chika, or more precisely, Chika in her normal state.

But she started saying things that sounded like something you'd say during a manic episode.

Although his expression was calm when he said these words, a wave of shame was rising inside him.

This was a sudden idea from Chika, aimed at doing things that one wouldn't normally dare to do, cultivating a "social cow" mentality, and overcoming awkwardness.

In this way, once the illness progresses to a normal state, one won't suddenly feel overwhelmed with shame.

But after saying those two sentences, China realized that she had been driven mad by her illness to come up with this idea.

"I vote in favor."

Xiangzi recalled the low-rent housing area where he now lived, some of the residents, and his scoundrel father, who was still unconscious from being addicted to drugs.

"Please let me witness how you destroy the drug dealers."

Toyokawa Shoko used the highest level of honorifics.

"..."

The pen that China was twirling in her hand stopped.

Does she have some hidden chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) tendencies? She actually answered like she was acting out a play.

"Just kidding, all I can do is report this group."

"Please don't misunderstand me as someone addicted to drugs."

China quickly changed her tune.

"oh, I understand now."

Xiangzi's response was somewhat bland, but she felt that the thoughts of this sister she had never met were shrouded in mystery.

He has the fact that I was kicked out of my home as leverage, but all he wants is to chat with me?

Absolutely not. I clarified that I am not a drug addict, meaning that I bought the drugs from the landmine woman yesterday not to take drugs, but to help me get rid of her harassment.

She was implying that I still owed her a favor from yesterday.

"What do you need me to do?" Xiangzi asked directly.

"Uh……"

Although her difficult past life has made China always think about things from a self-interested perspective.

But yesterday's act of helping was truly out of interest, driven by a manic impulse; Chinai really didn't think about personal feelings.

So when Xiangzi asked that question, Qiannai was momentarily stunned.

Please don't speak in riddles, so I can repay your favor more quickly.

After Xiangzi said that, Qiannai understood.

"Okay, then, please do it with me..."

China suddenly chuckled halfway through her sentence.

"What are you doing?" Xiangzi pressed.

"fine……"

China suppressed a laugh, waved her hand, turned her back, and swallowed half a lithium carbonate tablet to reach her normal daily dosage.

She was a little afraid that laughing too hard would trigger mania.

At this moment, the teacher began to formally explain the lesson content, and China naturally did not disturb Shoko's study.

But Xiangzi was having trouble getting over it; he felt that the debt of gratitude owed to Qiannai would likely incur high interest...

……

China finally stopped laughing.

She had considered debuting before, but didn't want to be chased by fans every time she went out because she was too famous, which would be troublesome, so she wanted to debut while wearing a mask.

Singing while masked becomes a problem, so a lead singer is needed.

She had just learned from Xiangzi studying the sheet music of Wayhome in her notebook that Xiangzi had exceptional insights into music.

With her excellent voice and beautiful face, Chinai decided to have Xiangzi as her partner, with Xiangzi as the lead singer and herself as a masked DJ or keyboardist.

But when he thought about how much his face resembled Xiangzi's, and how if Xiangzi's face became famous, wouldn't that be the same as his own face becoming famous? Then he would have been wearing a mask for nothing.

So I couldn't help but laugh because my brain wasn't working properly. When I thought about how this should be a very easy joke to make, I laughed even harder.