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

But what she received first was not a response, but...

A tight hug.

As they embraced, Xiangzi seemed to be able to clearly feel Qiannai's fluctuating heartbeat.

From the moment she transmigrated, China felt like a bird that had just been freed from its cage, deeply grateful to have finally escaped that gloomy and terrible family relationship.

Just now, memories of the original owner's discord with her mother flooded into her mind like a tidal wave, suddenly tearing open the scars in her heart.

The fear intensified as she realized it, and she couldn't help but hug Xiangzi tightly.

As I've told you before, my relationship with my mother isn't always good.

I respect your belief in helping others, but the fear caused by trauma cannot be overcome simply by having the strongest belief.

Knowing when to back down is not a bad option.

??Thank you for your concern.

??But……

China's eyelids tightened, and she quietly nestled against Shoko's shoulder.

I can't remain unaffected.

One day, I will face all of this for her sake.

??so……

I understand

The original owner appeared behind Qian Nai, embraced her, and said gently.

Do what you're supposed to do.

……

"Qianna..."

After embracing each other for a long time, Xiangzi finally broke the silence.

"I will stay by your side, don't be afraid."

"...like, as your older sister."

If one merely pursues a higher level of relationship that transcends kinship and friendship, a relationship that defies description, and simply extracts and molds Chika's beautiful qualities into a statue that fulfills one's inner aspirations...

That would be a betrayal of everything China had done for her, and a betrayal of the warmth her lonely soul had sought after being abandoned by everyone.

"As my...older sister?"

China's eyes sparkled with surprise and delight, like a clear spring that, after a long wait, has finally ushered in the spring it has longed for.

That feeling of relief was inadvertently expressed in his words.

"Not now, it's rehearsal time, right?" she asked, still a little uncertain.

“Of course not, sister.” Xiangzi’s expression became even more determined.

This address touched China's heart deeply, and her previously irregular heartbeat gradually calmed down in this warmth.

"Sister!" China exclaimed with delight, throwing herself into Shoko's arms once more.

Seeing that China's previous unease had completely disappeared, Shoko breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, little sister."

Xiangzi gently patted Qiannai's shoulders to straighten her body.

"Should I go to sleep first, or play some games? Or maybe check out the live streaming equipment?"

"Hold on……"

China used both hands, opening her computer on one hand and contacting the artist on her phone on the other.

"Mi, is Live2D finished?"

"The basic steps are complete, and we're just making some minor adjustments. I'll send you a sample to try."

She eagerly sat down in the chair, adjusted the position of the microphone and camera, and then...

"Let's play some games first, and simulate the scene of live-streaming games."

Chika handed a handle to Shoko and moved it to the side of the chair.

"Please sit here, sister, it might be a bit crowded."

Xiangzi glanced at the camera: "No need, sitting together will affect facial recognition."

"Uh, okay."

Following the detailed instructions sent by the artist, China imported the Live2D model from the face capture software VTS.

Immediately afterwards, a figure wearing a gray-black robe trimmed with white lace and a purple bow tie appeared on the green screen.

One of her eyes was sapphire blue, and the other was blood red. The ends of her slender white hair were tinged with a gradient of purple, and a butterfly-wing-shaped hairband adorned the edge of her side hair.

"Is this the virtual image of the Two-Faced Witch?" Xiangzi leaned closer to the screen.

"Yes."

As China spoke, the witch on the screen mimicked her every subtle expression perfectly, with her hair and decorative ribbons swaying in the breeze.

The dynamic effects instantly amazed Xiangzi.

This is the effect you get by throwing money at it...

China carefully tried clicking on the contents of the Live2D status menu, including expressions such as angry, crying, and depressed; actions such as drinking water, casting magic, and turning her head 360 degrees.

There are many clothing options, including witch's hats, semi-transparent veils, and various elaborate decorations on hats and clothes. Once all these outfits are selected, you will have the feel of a noble witch.

And the core of the "two-faced witch" concept – the red form and the blue form.

"Such a simple and crude naming..." China complained as she looked at the table of contents.

"Is this used to represent something?"

Xiangzi almost blurted out that it represented a state of "mania" and "depression".

"The two sides of a witch?"

"Yes."

China then selected the "Red Form".

In an instant, the ends of the witch's hair, the butterflies in her hair, and even the edges of the patterns on her clothes were all stained with a deep red.

Those already heterochromatic eyes now turned a deep crimson, faintly shimmering with a scarlet light, like flames leaping from the abyss.

And around her, thin lines of black and red intertwined constantly meandered out, as if they were dark currents escaping from a crack in the abyss.

"This transformation effect...it seems my money was well spent..."

Chizuru clicked on the "blue form" again.

Instantly, the witch's hair turned into a gloomy purple-blue, her eyes became a dull blue-gray, and her clothes and decorations also turned into a somber, cold color. A magical aura, like raindrops and gloom, lingered around the witch.

"Okay, we're almost done testing. Let's play some games."

Chika was completely satisfied, and then started it up.

When the console interface appeared, her hands, which were holding the controller, fell to her knees, and she paused for a moment.

The first game was the two-player game that Su Shi and I played last time.

In the game's storyline, the scene of the protagonist's parents getting a divorce flashed through China's mind again.

"What's wrong?" Xiangzi asked.

“No…it’s okay.”

Chika pressed the directional keys until the game disappeared from the screen, but she still felt a little uneasy.

"Let's switch to the Switch. I want to play Kirby, or maybe Super Smash Bros.."

……

night.

The game session seemed to have greatly improved China's mindset; she did not show any anxiety or fear after the lights were turned off and fell asleep quickly.

Xiangzi couldn't help but feel that letting her younger sister win during the chaotic battle was worthwhile, not because she was bad at the game. In any case, she closed her eyes in peace.

More than an hour later, as she had expected, China woke up in the middle of the night.

She carefully and quietly removed Xiangzi's hand from her body, then got up, holding the note, and quietly stepped into her mother's room, turning on the light.

I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling as if my rationality had been refreshed, and I wasn't panicked at all.

Perhaps it's because people are restless right now, so they're fearless.

Even though she was thinking this, she paused for a moment when she moved the desk drawer again.

There's nothing to hesitate about.

China made up her mind and opened the drawer in one go.

Looking at the full picture of the mother and daughter in the photo, she still frowned with mixed feelings.

Just as she picked up the photo frame to look at the other items underneath, she felt as if a piece of paper was stuck to the back of the frame.

China immediately turned the photo frame around.

The paper pasted on it had the following written in neat handwriting:

[China, I wrote this letter a long time ago, intending to leave it on your desk sometime in the future.]

[Mom has done so many things that I'm sorry for.]

I'm always too busy and haven't spent enough time with you.

[You said that letting you grow up freely is the best approach, but in your elementary school essay about "wishes," you wrote that your biggest wish was for me to spend more time with you.]

[When I get home, I often get drunk because of work troubles, which makes you think of the homework for me and sign it for me.]

[He's always thinking about work and doesn't care about what's going on at school, so when you're upset, you have no one to talk to and you have to deal with it on your own.]

I'm so sorry that I was away on business trips several times during school outings, and I couldn't accompany you like other parents, nor could I give you a complete family.

I deeply regret yelling at you about what happened in the first year of junior high. I've thought that if I hadn't done that, you wouldn't have those knife marks on your arm.

[But I later realized that your mental illness was caused gradually by long-term experiences, rather than something that could be avoided by simply avoiding one thing.]

[From beginning to end, I have failed to raise you as a qualified mother, failed to provide you with timely psychological support, and can only compensate with financial means.]

Therefore, I have no right to make demands of you, nor will I interfere with your choices.

[If you want to continue your journey in music]

Consider this my only request and expectation.

[You know, I really enjoy watching girl group performances.]

Even if you say I won't be interested in your music, that's okay, I'll dedicate my life to supporting my children.

[so……]

The content ends abruptly here, leaving a somewhat irregular tear at the bottom of the paper.

China trembled as she took out another piece of paper from her pocket, the edge of which met the bottom of the paper in her hand perfectly.

[Please let the band shine!]

Chapter 169 Good morning, big sister

From the moment China traveled through time and saw the note on the bedside table, she felt an almost obsessive sense of mission regarding its contents.

Even though the original owner repeatedly advised her not to concern herself with her past, the phrase "[Please shine in the band]" would still flash through the girl's mind from time to time.

When this note was pieced together with the original, fragments of memories about the original owner and her mother, both pleasant and unpleasant, flooded into the girl's mind.

This made China's original obsession with fulfilling the wish written on the note even stronger.

Because it was as if she had truly experienced every moment with this mother she had never met.

You seem to have been moved by the contents of the note.

The original owner sat in front of the office desk, legs crossed, looking somewhat frivolous.