The peaceful daily life of the heroine in the other world

Zuo Qihuali looked down at the table gloomily. The turbid wall of the glass cast a ragged shadow in the light, rising and falling with the flow of liquid, as if it was baring its fangs and claws.

She muttered somewhat unhappily, "Any normal person should be able to guess that it was Xingchuan Yi who could do this."

"Then..why hasn't anyone revealed the truth?"

Hitomi Amemiya couldn't understand why such an obvious murderer could eventually become the head of a big family?

From being born as a young lady, to her family falling into poverty, to having a happy family with good friends, in her eyes, the world is always pure and fair. People will not always be lucky or unlucky. Hard work will be rewarded, and doing bad things will be punished.

But Yuna... obviously did nothing wrong.

Is it really possible that he died inexplicably and unjustly?

Her ending shouldn't be like this.

Zuo Qihuali looked up at the beautiful woman in front of her who had the words "I'm sad" written clearly on her face. For a moment, she didn't understand why she was so sad.

She always asked questions when she didn't understand something, so she composed her words and said:

"Ms. Amamiya, why do you care so much about this?"

"..."

Hitomi Amemiya opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then explained softly, "Because Yuna and I are friends, very good friends..."

"I haven't had many close friends. Aside from my family, she's probably the most important person in my life... We've been like sisters for over a decade, but she left without a word two years ago. So... I really want to know what happened back then."

"..."

"You and Yuna-san...are old friends?"

Zuo Qihuali was stunned for a moment.

Regardless of whether it's true or not, the identity that Ms. Amemiya is currently playing is that of a young girl in her early twenties, and Ms. Yuna is already in her thirties. She said that they are old friends who have known each other for more than ten years... Is there really nothing wrong with her?

However, after thinking about it, Miss Saki did not rush to expose Miss Amemiya's lie about her age, but answered her previous question first.

"The reason is actually very simple... because, just like many dynasties in the past, history and truth are often written by the victors."

"Although everyone suspected that he was most likely responsible, there was no evidence. Or rather, no one investigated, and no one dared to investigate."

"I've already said that it's not uncommon for brothers to kill each other over inheritance rights in the consortium. It's normal for there to be life and death in the end. The families have all tacitly agreed not to interfere in each other's family affairs."

"As for the law... I can only say that unless someone blatantly kills someone in public or commits an act that endangers the country, the police will not intervene in this kind of internal family feud."

"So, the other families won't care, and the law can't bring him to justice. The old patriarch of the Xingchuan family, who was most likely to redress their grievances, was already terminally ill that year, and he fell seriously ill when he heard the news."

Saki Kari lowered her head and explained, "Once the old patriarch fell, Hoshikawa Yoshi took over the family. It was even more impossible for him to let the truth of the matter be revealed. He directly announced their deaths with finality and quickly released many rumors to clarify himself to avoid public opinion being unfavorable to him."

"So, at this point, the truth is no longer important. After all... Yuna-san is probably dead."

After being missing for two years, even Saki Hanari herself didn't believe that the couple were still alive.

Two years may seem short but also long, but it is enough to heal the scars in people's memories.

After telling everything she knew, Saki Hanari raised her head and saw Amemiya Hitomi sitting there quietly.

There was sadness in those gentle eyes.

When I was young and was wronged, I would always cry and make a fuss for half an hour, venting my resentment and grief with all my strength.

But adults rarely do.

It’s not because I’ve become stronger, it’s just that I don’t have the energy to cry and I have to go back to work.

"Ms. Amamiya..."

She took a deep breath and said, "Perhaps this may be uncomfortable for you to hear, but I want to remind you...it's best not to investigate further."

Zuo Qihuali said seriously, "Otherwise, you are likely to be in danger."

"Thanks.."

Hitomi Amemiya understood her good intentions.

.....

After finishing the topic about the Hoshikawa family, the two of them were not in the mood to chat for a while. After all, the atmosphere on the scene was really heavy.

It’s like a young man who has finished his handicrafts and entered the sage time. No matter how the derivatives on the Internet try to show off, the young man feels that they are not differentiable. He may even post a series of comments like “What is life” under the relevant derivative teaching videos, which are out of place and will be ridiculed by netizens passing by.

Thinking of the peerless beauty Ru Yueshi's smile being trampled upon, the girl's radar, which was originally filled with desire, was extinguished. The expectation she had when she first entered the store was gone, and only a subtle disappointment remained.

After much thought, she ultimately failed to find an opportunity to frankly tell Miss Amemiya that she was actually her daughter's classmate, so she stood up and said goodbye in silent silence.

Miss Zuoqi was sad and left in a graceful manner. The housekeeper who had been waiting outside the door for a long time welcomed her into a sports car and sent her back to rest, asking her about her well-being along the way.

But Miss Amemiya can't do that. As a worker, even if she is sad and wants to find a place to cry for a while, after a while, she has to turn around and continue to face the next customer with a smile.

I have to say that public relations is indeed a very hard job that requires so-called emotional control.

The biggest difference between it and ordinary office workers is probably that it makes more money.

The fact that one has no control over one's own behavior is common to every industry and profession.

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"In many fantasy comics, I often see a human male protagonist and an elf female protagonist of a different race fall in love."

"Aren't elves generally very long-lived? So when I read comics in the past, I would sometimes think, if the male protagonist she loves dies because of his short lifespan... what would happen to the female protagonist who is a long-lived elf?" In the bedroom with the lights off, the girl's soft voice came from three meters to the side.

"..and then?" asked the girl lying in the quilt.

"Then the comic book author never depicts the hero's life after he grows old. The ending is only after the protagonists defeat the devil or save the world, with the high-spirited hero and heroine living happily together."

"As for how they lived afterwards, whether new enemies would appear, whether they would embark on a new journey, whether the hero would cheat... it's all up to the readers' imagination... It sounds irresponsible."

"...You can't generalize like that," the girl said neutrally, "At least it's remarkable that it was completed."

"But there are still some regrets, right?" The girl turned over gently in bed, feeling the breeze outside the window very comfortable and a little tired.

Not only the girl, it was also drizzling outside, and the breeze on the street made the puppy guarding the yard of another house shake its fur comfortably and yawn.

"So after reading this manga, I felt very novel. It starts with the hero and his companions defeating the demon king... and ends with other fantasy stories. This might be the first time I've seen this."

The girl said with some emotion, "The separation and reunion of the heroes, the conversation under the meteor shower... I was just a little moved at first, not moved to tears, but when I thought about how my sister could come up with such a romantic and touching scene, I couldn't help crying."

"..."

"How did you see me before?" The girl was a little speechless.

"Uh..Terminator?"

Yu Gongyi squinted her eyes at the ceiling, and suddenly felt that as an older sister, she might be a little too gentle, causing her younger sister to disrespect her.

"Hmm... After reading the second chapter, I really felt like crying... It's not because of my sister, but simply because I think Monk-san and Ferren are both very kind people..."

"Although the manga only has these two chapters, the art style and character designs are very impressive. I'm really looking forward to the story's development. By the way, I've also read the plot manuscript..."

The girl seemed to want to say something, but Yu Gongyi heard the weariness in her voice and said softly:

"Okay, go to sleep."

She said as if coaxing a child to sleep, "I'll take you to buy a notebook tomorrow."

"What about the clothes?"

Girls seem to care more about pretty dresses than electronic products.

"Of course I'll buy them together."

"I want dessert too."

"I will buy it."

"Hmm..." The girl was satisfied and finally closed her eyes.

Seeing that the girl closed her eyes, Amamiya Yicai continued to look at the ceiling.

She suddenly felt that coaxing her sister to sleep was not an easy task and would cost a lot of money.

A good laptop... would cost more than 50 or yen, which, using the multiplication by algorithm in the game, would be or yen... It's incredibly expensive. In reality, a budget of around yen would be enough to buy one.

Clothes are much cheaper in comparison.

Speaking of clothes, she suddenly remembered the scene in the bathroom just now, and her mood suddenly became less happy.

Liuli's bra seems a bit tight, after all, she is also in adolescence... But the price of bras is heading towards 30,000 yen, which is also a considerable expense...

Is a budget of 500,000 yen enough for tomorrow?

The housewife became a little worried.

But the room eventually fell silent, leaving only the girl's gentle breathing.

As her sister closed her eyes, the girl who seemed to be asleep quietly opened her eyes.

.....

It's half past three in the morning.

"What's going on...why do you two look so listless today?"

In the living room, Amemiya Kiyoshi looked at the two people with a strange expression.

At this time of year in the past, he was usually the least energetic. After all, he had to work all night and then deliver food to his energetic wife. Even if the powerful king came, he would have to say in fear, "Baby don't hurt me."

"There are a lot of customers today..." Hitomi Amemiya said softly.

"Yeah." Miss Chuan agreed in a low voice.

Both girls, one big and one small, were very tired, but the man who had spent the whole night chasing after girls in the male escort club with his new good friend was quite relaxed.

"Looks like I can relax a little at night?" the man thought happily.

...

...

After saying goodbye to the Amemiya couple in front of the door, Hoshikawa Kitaka gently pushed the door open and walked into the house quietly on tiptoe.

In the bedroom with the lights off, the bright moon outside the window is a great night light.

The bed was silvery and fluttering in the wind.

The cold girl still slept in the same elegant posture as last night, as straight as Sleeping Beauty in an ice coffin. Her long black hair was lightly scattered on the pillow, her pink lips were tightly closed, and her delicate face looked quite peaceful.

Very good, the situation looks similar to last night...?

Miss Chuan's expression became a little stiff, because next to the cold girl, there was a small figure on the gray bed that should have belonged to her.

The figure was a petite girl with a cute sleeping face and a thin figure. She was only wearing a cool black vest and shorts, revealing her white and slender thighs and cute belly.

Of course, anyone who is interested in such a tiny junior high school girl should be sent to the police station and taught a lesson by the police.

Although Hoshikawa Kitaka is a female public relations officer, she thinks she is mentally healthy and just takes it for granted that girls are cute.

If she had to choose a girl to spend the night with, she would still prefer the cool and aloof lady next to the little Lolita, who could clearly see the two mountains even when she was covered with a quilt.

But at this moment, Miss Chuan had no choice, because Loli was hugging the slender waist of the queen who had no girlish air in her sleeping posture like a doll, and she was sleeping soundly. (Through the quilt)

"Liuli-chan! What are you doing, Liuli-chan!"

Miss Chuan wanted to scream, but the scene was truly beautiful. Who could blame her for the sight of a petite sister sleeping peacefully in the moonlight, hugging her cool older sister? Someone who could even conjure up such a fantasy of a sister's bowl must be wearing yellow glasses, right?

"..tossing and turning, kicking the quilt, just like when you were a kid, moving around unless you're holding onto something..."

At this time, Hoshikawa Kitaka suddenly remembered what Shigure Miyabi said to Ruri in the afternoon, and couldn't help but hold her forehead.

Qi Kuxiu, was the foreshadowing laid at that time?

Helpless, she had to tiptoe closer and climb onto the bed carefully.

She was very light, so when she got on the bed there was no creaking sound, and she did not wake up the two sisters who were sleeping soundly.

Fortunately, Liuli is a 1.4-meter-tall loli, and Miss Chuan is quite unhealthily thin, so even if this is a single bed, it seems very spacious, so she doesn't have to sleep on Liuli's pink little bed.

Finally, Miss Chuan got into bed and fell into a deep sleep exhausted from her worries.

...

At five o'clock in the morning, when Amamiya Yi, who was awakened by sleep paralysis in her dream, opened her eyes, she saw two women lying on her.

They are also in the second round: Chapter 155: I gave you a chance but you are useless!

Born in an era of rapid technological development, this girl is an out-and-out materialist warrior.