Cyberpunk: Nirvana of Shoko Toyokawa

"(Are you telling the truth?)"

"(Indeed, his personality has become much calmer than when we first met. His words are also very polite.)"

Miao Meng was thinking.

"(Honeycomb may have implanted etiquette software and simple process processing software into her. After knowing that she had a personal grudge against me, she used neural electricity to weaken the hatred? In this case, her words become very credible...)"

"If this job doesn't work out, I'm going to end up on the streets."

Xiangzi continued speaking under Miao Meng's gaze.

"In order not to be eliminated, I tried my best to show my sincerity and assisted the company in the search for candidates with all my heart and soul, not wanting to miss any opportunity. Therefore, I am willing to write off our past."

"I will be responsible for the following site visits and other work."

Is that why you asked so many questions in the email?

Miao Meng reluctantly agreed with this reason.

…those emails.

Thinking of those emails that made her misunderstand, Miao Meng really wanted to give herself a nerve shock so that she could forget everything.

Her brows twitched slightly and she shook off those thoughts.

“This doesn’t sound like an easy job.”

Miao Meng glanced at Xiangzi and said.

"Can you do it?"

"Honeycomb recognized me."

Xiangzi's answer was impeccable.

……

"Ms. Miao Meng, are you willing to accept this commission?"

In response to Xiangzi's last question, Miao Meng replied, "Let me think about it."

Xiangzi did not ask any further questions. The two of them sat facing each other in silence.

Miao Meng's brain was working rapidly.

She really needed money.

What we lack more than money is new channels.

This job from Honeycomb not only allows you to earn $800,000 for just one film, but you also get to work with those two people.

Mikado Hatsuka and Wakaba Mutsu.

Both of them are celebrities. If you connect with them, you may be able to "earn" more opportunities.

What's more, with these two highly talked-about celebrities, the film is sure to sell well.

Private video?

Ha, from the moment I was asked to shoot the master tape, this film could no longer be a completely "private film".

Upload, transcribe, and secretly film.

There are too many ways.

Of course, the extravagant sucker who spent money like water got the finished product he wanted.

But you can get more.

It is only sold to regular customers who are tight-lipped and circulated quietly...it is almost impossible to be discovered.

How much additional income will there be?

One hundred thousand or two hundred thousand?

Haha, one million or two million is possible.

"..."

Miao Meng had made up her mind and she raised her head.

Just then she saw Xiangzi looking into her eyes.

"It is indeed something that needs to be carefully considered." Xiangzi spoke first, "If we do this job, we might be targeted by Pastel*Palettes. If that happens, everything will be ruined. We might even be driven out of the city and 'cleaned'..."

"Maybe I have to gamble my whole life. Who knows."

Xiangzi smiled politely and looked at Miao Meng.

"Ms. Yutenji Wakamugi."

Xiangzi called Miao Meng by her real name.

"Are you willing to give me the rest of your life?"

"..."

ha?

What weird things are you talking about?

Xiangzi’s words stunned Miao Meng.

Do you really like me?

"(……joke.)"

There must have been a problem when installing the etiquette chip in my brain.

Common small questions. Meow Dreams.

Millions of dollars in income and two water pipes that could flow out gold were right in front of him. Miao Meng quickly forgot about the exaggerated term "the rest of my life".

Pastel*Palettes is very strict. But after all, I am just a part-time worker.

The idea was not his own, and the execution was not his own. If something went wrong, Honeycomb would definitely take the blame. He would just look for the right moment to pass the buck, make an apology, and find a way to slip away, and that was it.

Miao Meng looked at Xiangzi and smiled.

"It's not impossible."

she says.

……

It became.

Miao Meng agreed.

Sitting opposite this underground black super dream producer who had once deceived her, Xiangzi breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.

No one had done any brain surgery on her or implanted a protocol chip or anything like that.

She was able to do all this thanks to her physical self-control and willpower.

…It was hard for her herself to imagine that she had actually done it.

【Calm: 4】It’s so difficult to do all this.

When you see someone who has deceived you, you get angry. When you hear someone tell you something that is not true, your pulse beats faster.

In order to deceive the person who saw through him once, he practiced non-stop, using his acting skills to cover up even the slightest hesitation.

Before coming here, I was given an overdose of sedatives and blockers, and adrenaline was used to force me to stay awake in order to suppress my physiological indicators.

Try to control yourself.

Put everything together, deceive the machine and the human brain, and mix the truth with the lies.

Successful.

passed.

Miao Meng didn't notice it.

This list is not that simple.

"(Yutenji Wakamugi. The producer of Black Mewtwo, Meowone.)"

Xiangzi looked at the panel in front of him that turned back to [Private Visible] and thought.

"(You are necessary.)"

Now, Xiangzi's situation is actually not much better than before.

Because of "that person".

Thinking of "that person" he met a few days ago, Xiangzi adjusted his breathing.

Dangers and opportunities are all brought by "that person".

The deal with "that person" gambled the fate of himself and Chuhua.

...It is very likely that Mu will be gambled.

It can be said that her situation is now more dangerous than when her enemy was a kidney-stripper.

After killing his weak self and reaching out to grab all the resources around him that he could use, power came into Xiangzi's hands.

But in order to truly make them his own, Xiangzi is facing greater dangers.

"(Don't take a wrong step.)"

Xiangzi thought as he shook hands with Miao Meng.

“(It’s like dancing on the edge of a knife.)”

Chapter 25: Three Days of Separation

The territory of Pastel*Palettes.

The performance area is outside Toyosu PIT, between high-rise buildings.

A purple Goodra 66 "Jan Raleigh" sports car with a convertible top was parked in the shadows.

There were two people sitting in the car.

I didn't choose a parking lot or a road with surveillance, but instead went through an extremely difficult alley. I had only one purpose for entering here.

Check out the location.

……

"Toyokawa!?"

Beneath the luxurious interior paint of the sports car, Miao Meng turned her head in surprise, and her artificial eye, which was scanning with infrared positioning, flashed a red spot of light on Xiangzi's face.

"Don't point that infrared light of yours at me."

Xiangzi narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand to block her.

"You were the one who wanted to know if I had a Japanese registered name."

"Please, Oblivionis is hard to remember and pronounce! It has six syllables! Besides, let's not talk about it when I'm on a mission, at least in private, I don't want to be called this name—"

"why?"

"...Ah, anyway, I didn't expect you to be crazy enough to use the name of the Toyokawa family indiscriminately."

Miao Meng looked at Xiangzi with interest.

"I know that many people would change their surnames to make others consider whether they are related to the big names of the Seven Bands. The ones I have seen include Toyama, Minato, Seta, and Kanade..."

"But this is the first time I've seen someone who would change his last name to 'Toyokawa'. Although important people don't bother with such trivial matters...Are you really not afraid that the Toyokawa family will cause trouble for you?"

"whatever you think."

Xiangzi squeezed past Miao Meng to adjust the antenna of the audio integrator on the passenger side.

"I'll just call you Xiangzi. This surname is too big, I dare not call you that. Blood will splash on me."

"When you go on a mission, you should call Oblivionis."

Xiangzi knocked on the lower panel of the co-pilot platform. The lights came on and the audio collector began to collect the surrounding waves.