mygo, Villain Simulator

The blue-haired girl bit her lip, as if that would swallow back her sobs, but her trembling shoulders betrayed her vulnerability.

The night was deep and silent in the room, save for the girl's suppressed sobs, which spread silently through the darkness like an invisible crack.

"Why, why did it turn out like this?"

The girl pursed her lips, her voice trembling, as if carrying a subtle sense of breaking. She lay on the bed, her fingertips gripping the sheets tightly, her knuckles white, as if grasping at the last remaining sliver of hope.

Tears streamed silently down her face, soaking the fabric of her pillow and leaving a faint, damp stain. Her shoulders trembled slightly as she suppressed a sob, but the heavy, choked sobs echoed through the night. Darkness enveloped her small figure, and everything in the room seemed silent except for the wind outside the window that stirred the curtains, casting flickering shadows, much like her broken heart.

She wanted to change the status quo, to forget the song that exposed her pretense of strength, a song that didn't belong to the bitterness of spring, and to get her brother's attention on her.

However, all of these attempts failed.

Everything collapsed and failed along with Mother Chicken's Galactic Fleet.

Toyokawa Shoko didn't understand why the Mother Hen Card had disbanded, even though Yutenji Wakana's solo actions had prematurely exposed their true identities.

But the timely intervention boosted the popularity of the hen card even further.

Later, thanks to the powerful acting skills of her childhood friend, Mutsumi Wakaba, Mother Chicken survived the crisis of losing her true appearance.

However, the atmosphere in the band changed after that.

Not only was she constantly targeted by Yutenji Wakana, but when she helped her childhood friend Ruoye Mutsu to protect her, she was met with silence in return—even though Mutsu wasn't like this in the past.

Upon realizing she had said something offensive to her childhood friend, Toyokawa Shoko instinctively ran away to where her brother was.

However, the heartbroken girl was met by her brother, whose eyes were fixed on Chihaya Aine.

Watching her brother, who had become her lover, with her partner, jealousy filled Toyokawa Shoko's heart. Her childhood friend remained silent, and her beloved brother seemed to have no eyes for her.

Toyokawa Shoko felt like an abandoned doll.

After that, the mother hen card exploded, and her childhood friend's half of her body seemed to have become a different person, saying terrifying things that made Toyokawa Shoko subconsciously avoid her.

Especially after the other party could no longer play the guitar, the Hen Card was completely disbanded by vote, just like an out-of-control ship. Captain Toyokawa Shoko could not control it and could only watch it crash into the glacier.

As for her father

Toyokawa Shoko didn't want to deal with it anymore.

Later, Toyokawa Shoko was taken back to the Toyokawa residence by her grandfather.

Without her mother, father, and brother, and having lost her only place to stay, the pitiful and heartbroken girl locked herself in her room.

She desperately hoped that someone would come and save her at that moment.

Just like before, when she encounters someone she doesn't want to face, she hides behind her parents. If her parents aren't around, she asks her half-body, Wakaba Mutsu, for help.

If she encounters a problem that her parents and Wakaba Mutsu can't solve, she should go to her older brother, who will always easily solve it for her.

This time, Toyokawa Shoko also wanted to call her brother, but when she thought of her brother who was always thinking of Chihaya Aine, she gave up.

But as if heaven took pity on this girl who had experienced hardships that ordinary people would never have, the person she was looking forward to entered the room.

The room was dimly lit, with only the faint moonlight from outside the window casting a faint outline, sketching a tranquil yet cold scene.

Toyokawa Shoko stood in the darkness, without any light. She couldn't see Ichinose Wakaba's expression, nor did she notice the coldness hidden in her eyes. Perhaps unwilling to notice, or perhaps intentionally avoiding it, the girl simply stood there, as if in a silent dream, unwilling to discern the warmth of reality.

Toyokawa Shoko wanted to forget everything—the past, her past expectations, and even the suffocating distance of the present moment. She forced herself not to notice, not to delve into that delicate yet cold face, not to explore that unfamiliar indifference. As long as she didn't look, didn't think, the girl could pretend that none of this had happened, and could allow herself to indulge in a false sense of tenderness.

However, the blows of reality were too heavy, so heavy that they dulled her heart and numbed her senses.

Perhaps for this reason, Toyokawa Shoko took the initiative. Without hesitation or retreat, she reached out, wanting to grasp something, even if it was just a cold illusion, she wanted to hold on tightly to prevent herself from falling into endless darkness.

Her hand was grasped, and a warmth spread through her fingertips, a temperature that seemed to seep into her blood, causing her to tremble slightly involuntarily. In that instant, Toyokawa Shoko almost thought she had grasped something real, as if she had found a glimmer of light in endless darkness, and her heart skipped a beat.

But what followed was not a gentle response, but an undeniable force. The hand tightened, cold and hard, as if reminding Toyokawa Shoko that this warmth did not belong to her, and carried no tenderness whatsoever.

The stark contrast between the warmth of her fingertips and the pressure of his palm sent a chill down Toyokawa Shoko's spine. She froze, wanting to look up, yet afraid to see his expressionless face.

The girl hid her face, not wanting herself to see it.

A shy blush rose on her face as it was lifted up, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, concealing her flustered bewilderment.

Toyokawa Shoko's eyes darted away slightly, not daring to look directly into those deep eyes. Her lips parted slightly, but then she pressed them tightly together, as if even her breathing had become cautious.

Warm palms pressed against her cheeks, and the girl could feel the warmth from the fingertips, making her heart beat faster uncontrollably.

The blue-haired girl instinctively wanted to turn her face away, but as if pulled by something, she froze in place, even the tips of her ears turning slightly pink. At this moment, she was like a small animal being gently lifted up, flustered and uneasy, yet unwilling to escape this tender touch.

As Ichinose Wakaba faced Toyokawa Shoko, who shyly buried her face in his arms, he wore a fake smile—"I'll make you forget everything, Shoko."

Chapter 69 In short, let's begin our revenge.

The night was deep, and the starlight outside the window shone softly, reflecting on the girl's snow-white skin, making it appear slightly pale.

Toyokawa Shoko lay quietly on the bed, the lingering effects of the previous encounter still present. Her fingertips trembled slightly, as if she still clung to a warmth that had not yet completely faded.

However, that warmth had gradually cooled with his departure, turning into a silent void that completely swallowed her up.

The girl opened her eyes, staring at the ceiling, her thoughts still lingering on everything from yesterday.

She distinctly remembered his fingers gently stroking her cheek, a tenderness that was intoxicating. The whispered words in her ear enveloped her like a tide, giving her an unprecedented intimacy and affection.

At that moment, Toyokawa Shoko thought she was loved, cherished, and embraced wholeheartedly by someone, filling the desolate wasteland in her heart.

However, when dawn broke, all the beautiful dreams vanished into nothingness.

The blue-haired girl slowly sat up, the thin sheet slipping down to her waist, revealing skin covered with faint marks, like branding marks left over from the night, reminding her of everything that happened last night.

Toyokawa Shoko reached out and pressed her hand to her chest, feeling her heart beating, but it was beating so heavily, as if a heavy stone was pressing down on her, making it hard to breathe.

"It really hurts!"

Her body was still aching, and Toyokawa Shoko forced herself to breathe, trying to get used to it. She had only expected that the physical pain would be the most unbearable.

However, when Toyokawa Shoko found herself alone on that cold bed, she realized that the most painful thing was not the marks on her skin, but his sudden departure.

The blue-haired girl bit her lower lip, trying to stay calm, but tears welled up in her eyes unexpectedly. Her fingers gripped the sheets tightly, her knuckles turning white, as if trying to grasp something, but all she grasped was the cold air.

"It really hurts, brother..."

Shoko Toyokawa murmured softly, her voice as light as a sigh. She gently closed her eyes, letting the tears slide down her cheeks.

The blue-haired girl had grown up. At fifteen, on that night, she had truly matured. But how she wished that what had made her grow up hadn't been in such a cruel way…

You helped the girl grow into adulthood at the age of 15, both mentally and physically.

Physically, you let Toyokawa Shoko experience the feeling of being loved.

[Psychologically, waking up in the cold bed the next day, the physical pain was nothing compared to the emotional pain I felt because of your departure.]

[Especially after learning that you did this because of a deal with your grandfather, and that the deal involved other women.]

Toyokawa Shoko felt terrible. She wanted to find you and ask you why you did this.

Unfortunately, you're already on your way to London.

After arriving in London, you first found Chihaya Aine's classmate based on the information provided by Toyokawa Noboru.

[Upon your arrival, the classmate who had previously deceived Chihaya Aine spewed a string of lies, and just when she thought she could get away with it as easily as she had with the police, she realized...]

The cold rain fell silently, soaking the streets in the night. The neon lights reflected in the puddles, distorting into eerie colors. ***Standing before a dilapidated warehouse, a man held a blood-stained iron bar, his eyes indifferently fixed on the female student curled up on the ground. She was barely alive, her face covered in blood, her words broken and pleading: "No...no...please let me go..."

The man slowly squatted down, reached out and grabbed the woman's hair, forcing her to lift her face and meet his gaze. Her eyes were filled with resentment, hiding a long-suppressed madness.

"Let you go?"

The man's voice was deep, carrying an almost gentle indifference. The thud of the iron rod striking the ground echoed like the female student's heartbeat.

"Tell me, what was the real cause of Aine's death?"

The female student trembled, her lips quivering, wanting to explain herself, but the man didn't give her another chance to argue.

He slowly drew a dagger, its blade gleaming coldly in the dim light, and then without hesitation, plunged it into the other man's fingers. Blood splattered onto the man's arm, but he didn't even blink, only watching as the other man's pupils widened for a moment.

Then the dagger rose, fingernails flew off, followed by screams and muffled sounds as an iron rod was stuffed into someone's mouth.

Holding the female students' hands, the men peeled off all of their fingernails one by one. Like the most precise surgeons, they removed the nails completely intact, without taking a single piece of flesh with them.

"Can we talk now?"

"Aaaaaah!!! I've been wanting to say this all along, but you've blocked my mouth, aaaaaah!!!"

The female student, already tortured beyond recognition, screamed in agony, calling out for demons and spilling out everything she knew.

He stood up, casually flicking the blood off his knife, his eyes still chillingly calm. Yet, even covered in blood, his heart remained empty, devoid of any sense of fulfillment.

Because she's not coming back.

But it doesn't matter, the man will have those people go down and keep her company.

[Through your brutal interrogation, you learned the true cause of Chihaya Aine's death from the female student.]

[He didn't fall into the water accidentally; he fell in while being chased by gangsters after helping her and drowned.]

The reason she was being hunted by the gang was because she helped them sell stimulants at the school, and ended up losing all the money.

Because they were friends, Chihaya Aine was deceived into shielding herself from the gangsters' pursuit.

Knowing all this, you dealt with the female classmate and then headed to the gang's location.

As the world's most powerful assassin, you stormed into a gang's lair with a Gatling gun, charging towards them like a governor.

Amidst screams of "FAQ! Where did this Terminator come from?!", the gang was overthrown by you.

However, while you were cleaning up the battlefield, you discovered that the gang that was chasing your girlfriend wasn't there.

So, you begin hunting them down.

However, what might surprise you is that the other party seems to be incredibly resilient, like an unkillable cockroach.

After tracking the enemy to the next gang's location, you rushed in carrying two Gatling guns.

Amidst a flurry of FAQ messages like "Terminator is coming!", you wiped out the gang as well.

However, while cleaning up the battlefield, you discover that the gangster who killed your girlfriend isn't there.

So you continued tracking down that gang.

Chapter 70 Let the World Destroy

In the London night, the fog was thick, and the streetlights cast a dim, yellowish glow in the damp air.

The bells along the Thames rang at midnight, and the distant sirens pierced the silence, only to be quickly drowned out by the sound of rain. *** On the rooftop of an old brick building, a black trench coat fluttered in the wind. In his hand he held a silenced pistol, the muzzle still shrouded in lingering gunpowder smoke.

On the street beneath my feet, several corpses lay in pools of blood. The rain washed away the bloodstains, but could not wash away the strong smell of blood.

"Jeeek's" lair, a gang that controls the drug trade in the East District.

The man glanced down at the list in his hand and crossed out the last name with his pen. Most of the densely packed names on the list had already been crossed out; each name represented a gang he had personally ended.

Where did you go?

The night wind whistled against the man's face, like countless cold fingers tracing across his skin.

Wakaba Toyokawa's footsteps echoed through the empty streets, each step heavy and resolute. The wind whipped up fallen leaves, swirling them in the air as if guiding his way.

The black trench coat billowed in the wind, its hem tracing sharp arcs in the darkness.

The man glanced at the couple cuddling on the banks of the Thames, then disappeared into the darkness.

Another major gang upheaval?!

The Batman of London?

Was the destruction of the London mafia due to government intervention?

The next morning, the front page of The Times of London featured the headline: "Mysterious killer continues his series of crimes, another gangster dies at his hands!"

Below the title is a blurry surveillance photo of a man wearing a black mask, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

This photo attracted the attention of the general public, but in the eyes of the gangsters and the police who knew the truth, the photo was fake!

After several gangs were wiped out, the upper echelons of these gangs viewed this as a provocation. They joined forces and enlisted the help of their police officers to begin investigating this person.

But after investigation, these gangs discovered that the other party was only one person?!

"is that a lie?"

"Can a normal person lift a Gatling gun with one hand?"

"Is he an alien?"

Why would aliens wipe out a gang?

"They might have angered aliens."