The peaceful daily life of the heroine in the other world

"I...hiss...I'm okay..."

After rubbing Nana for a long time, Hitomi Amemiya was still hissing and breathing in cold air.

...You can see that she is really in pain.

She was tripped by a tree root, landed on her chest, and slowed down while sliding, completing a chest brake. If she had not landed on the grass but on concrete, she would probably have died peacefully here today.

It's a pity that Hoshikawa Kitaka has never felt this kind of luxurious pain, and she doesn't know if she will have the chance to experience it in the future...

After a while, Hitomi Amemiya finally recovered. She looked at the black-haired girl in front of her who was almost half a head shorter than her, and her gloomy hairstyle that covered her entire face like Sadako. After hesitating for a moment, she asked softly.

"...Is that Kitaka?"

"..."

Does she know my name?

...From the tone of her voice, could it be that I have seen her before?

This possibility is not ruled out. If it is true as Suzuki said, that his mother has a good relationship with "Oamemiya", then it would be reasonable for these two best friends to visit each other's homes after they get married and have children.

If this happened in elementary school, or even when she was younger, it would be normal for her to not remember such an adult visiting her home. After all, her parents were socialites. Every now and then, when they came home, there would be important people visiting the house, and they would often bring their children with them. She would not remember much of it...

After thinking for a moment, she chose to nod.

"it's me."

The next second after she nodded in response, Hitomi Amemiya's eyes suddenly lit up, and she immediately forgot the pain she had just felt, and ran towards him with open arms:

"Little Kitaka! Jeanne d'Arc eats mud duck!!"

Dayamiya used normal skills to pounce!

Xingchuan uses skills to dodge!

Xingchuan was caught!

“Mmmmm!!”

Gu! Do all of you Amemiyas like to play straight so much?!

The minister's character is so straightforward, it's probably Dayumiya's fault!

This is so weird! Why would he hug me as soon as we met?

Being pressed against something soft, Hoshikawa Kitako, who felt both happy and unfortunate, suddenly began to struggle violently, her face flushing.

But even if Hitomi Amemiya is a corporate slave who doesn't exercise much, she is still a plump adult woman of 1.7 meters tall.

There was a 20-kilogram difference in their physiques. How could a malnourished JK like her compare in strength?

So, no matter how hard you struggle, it's useless. You can only be drowned in the sea of ​​milk that countless men dream of.

It wasn't until Hitomi Amamiya was happy for a long time and found out that her best friend's daughter was almost murdered by breasts that she quickly let go:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't expect Xiao Beixiang to still be alive. I was so excited all of a sudden, so..."

Hoshikawa Kitaka finally realized that Dayamimiya and Xiaoamimiya were two completely different models.

The latter is the Terminator, and the former is Baymax...

She took a breath and waved her hand, "I'm fine, I understand..."

It's like a child seeing a Tiga suit man...

"Then, then, Xiao Beixiang, do you still remember me?"

do not remember.

But looking at the other person's familiar eyes, which were very similar to the minister's eyes and showed expectation, Hoshikawa Kitaka couldn't help but try her best to recall the name Suzuki had said.

"Hitomi..."

"Yes! I'm your sister Tong!"

Hitomi Amemiya suddenly became happier, with a smile all over her face.

"Great, you still remember me..."

Her smile was so bright, and there was a kind of dazzling feeling that made it difficult to look directly at it, which made Hoshikawa Kitaka, who had told a lie, turn her head away feeling a little guilty.

"Sister Tong... Sister Tong."

"Eh!"

Your mother took the initiative to say this. From now on, I will call you Minister and your mother Sister. Don't be angry...

Hoshikawa Kitaka hesitated for a while, and looking at the smiling Amemiya Hitomi, she couldn't help but ask.

"Sister Tong, do you know where my parents...are they? Are they really dead, or are they simply hiding?"

"........."

Hitomi Amemiya's smile suddenly froze.

She was silent for a few seconds before shaking her head.

"I don't know... I don't know anything..."

This was the first time she looked sad since they met.

............

There are always one or two friends in a person's life with whom he or she has a particularly good relationship.

I can play games and eat with you. We have a tacit understanding and endless topics to talk about.

For Hitomi Amemiya, Kisaragi Yuna was her best friend in her high school days, no doubt about it.

They are classmates and sit at the same table.

Their relationship sounds complicated, but it can actually be summarized very simply: best friends.

There are different levels of close friends, and they are the best kind.

How good is it?

Very simple sentence.

If they changed their gender, they would definitely be a couple now.

They are also the second week: Chapter 90 Amemiya Hitomi's past

Hitomi Amemiya was born on a summer night in 1984.

My parents are the chairman of a well-known real estate company, Kuroki Jusha Real Estate Co., Ltd.

At that time, Tokyo, and more precisely, the whole of Japan, was extremely luxurious.

The starting fare for taxis at the intersection is 10,000 yen.

A meal for a family can cost tens of thousands of yen.

It was an era of gold and wealth. Wealth was readily available, and even workers could be found everywhere, having Kobe beef for dinner after get off work.

As if hearing the coming storm, Hitomi Amemiya's father started buying a lot of real estate shortly after his daughter was born.

Following the Plaza Accord in 1985, land prices across Japan began to rise sharply, influenced by the myth that "land will not depreciate."

Japanese society at that time was a feast of joy and celebration.

It was a luxurious and prosperous era with wine and women overflowing from the cups and revelry, and music and singing every night from the golden jars.

When the strong wind blows from the vent, even pigs can fly into the sky.

The Kuroki family, which had purchased a large amount of real estate and was in its rising period, became the pig in the wind.

The market value doubled in a short period of time, and the company became extremely popular and wealthy. The total valuation of the company located in Ginza was even exaggerated to more than one trillion yen at one point.

Until the year I was six years old, the dream of a life of luxury and extravagance shattered like a bubble.

1990, April 1.

That day, the stock plummeted 70%.

The real estate market collapsed, but the loans remained intact.

Many people suddenly had to move into houses of a few square meters, cut back on their living expenses, and the mountain of mortgage payments made many Japanese collapse.

The ignorant and arrogant Japanese citizens thought they had become billionaires, but the bank went bankrupt overnight, leaving them penniless and heavily in debt.

The real estate industry was the hardest hit.

Kuroki's parents were extremely worried and tried their best to save the child, but to no avail.

“It’ll be fine.”

Her mother always told her that.

But when they saw the dizzying numbers with more than a dozen zeros and the huge debts they were burdened with, they chose to escape one night.

He abandoned his young daughter and jumped from the dozens-story Kuroki Juzan Real Estate Co., Ltd. building, fleeing to a place where the bank and its employees could never catch up with him.

So, she went from being the only daughter of a billionaire to being just an ordinary child in an orphanage whose families were broken up by the end of the bubble era.

Lost parents, friends, money.

Almost everything.

..Why would I be thrown away?

The moment she was picked up by someone from the welfare home while curled up in tattered clothes in a corner by the road, she thought it was because she wasn't loved enough.

"..As long as I can be loved by everyone, no one will ever abandon me again."

After being taken in by a welfare institution, the girl unknowingly learned to read people's expressions and act like a perfect child.

She is cheerful and generous, optimistic and beautiful, has excellent grades, and is impeccable from every angle.

Although it is somewhat embarrassing and may seem like Wang Po boasting when I praise myself like this, this is the fact.

From the day she witnessed her parents' death, Hitomi Amemiya has cherished her dream and determined to become a person liked by everyone. Only in this way will she not be abandoned.

In order to maintain interpersonal relationships with everyone, deliberately try to understand other people's preferences.

In order to avoid minefields during conversation, every word is spoken with caution, for fear of causing dissatisfaction to anyone.

She greets everyone with a smile, caters to and conforms to everyone's preferences and interests, does not do anything unpleasant, has excellent grades and is beautiful, so naturally she has become everyone's favorite "Kuroki-san".

He lives alone in the school dormitory relying on odd jobs and scholarships.

In order to realize my dream and not be abandoned by others, I must be excellent.

For this reason, it doesn't matter if you impose all the advantages on yourself, no matter how hurt you are inside.

As long as it is liked by others, it is enough.

It doesn't matter if you get hurt.

Because as long as no one sees it, the wound no longer exists.

She thought that she would be loved this way, so she tried her best to maintain her perfection.

"..You're so pitiful."

It was a quiet afternoon.

In the nearly deserted classroom on the top floor, a gloomy girl sitting in a corner eating lunch alone said this to the perfect girl who had always been loved by everyone.

The girl's name is Yuna Kisaragi.

She likes to hide her face, covering half of it with her bangs, and lowering her head. She rarely even looks up. Maybe there is a scar on her face that cannot be seen under her hair.

Although they were sitting at the next table, the other party had never spoken a word to her.

Before saying this, Hitomi Amemiya was acting like a lubricant, mediating between two people who were arguing in the class.

To be partial to both sides is to be partial to neither side.

Afraid of being disliked by someone, being hesitant, hesitant, and trying to please.

The scene of me wandering around among everyone seems ridiculous when I think about it now.

Then, she tirelessly followed behind Yuna Kisaragi, trying to complete the last piece of the puzzle in the corner of the class.

"boom."