Create MYGO second creation, but make them cry

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"No...it's nothing, just a flat tire." She shook her head gently.

"This must be heavy. Is there a repair shop nearby?" The girl in light blue was Xiangzi, who had just returned from shopping. Seeing the accident, she couldn't help but come over to help.

“Uh, yes, but it’s two kilometers away,” she said, sounding somewhat troubled.

Xiangzi blinked, thinking to himself, what could be so difficult about being two kilometers away?

"It's okay, I'll help you move it over."

Looking at the girl's thin and frail appearance, Ruosui easily lifted the front of the car and asked her with a smile, "Which direction is it?"

Ruosui was a little dumbfounded. This electric bicycle originally belonged to her father and was very heavy. She usually had difficulty even moving it.

About twenty minutes later, with a bang, Teacher Da Xiang helped move the electric bicycle with the flat tire to the front of the repair shop.

"Phew, it is indeed a bit heavy." Xiangzi clapped his hands and said cheerfully.

"But, is it a bit heavy?" Ruo Sui didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Um, thank you so much," Wakaho said quickly.

Xiangzi waved his hand and said, "I'm glad you're alright. I'm leaving now."

After helping someone, the girl felt very satisfied and left with a brisk pace. Watching her retreating figure, Ruosui felt a little envious.

If, if she could be as decisive and shrewd as the other person, wouldn't she be able to...

The image of the boy playing guitar in the sunlight flashed into her mind, and her cheeks suddenly felt hot.

Miss Xiangzi, who does good deeds every day, almost forgot about the incident after helping the man. Now, what's more important to her is how to treat the boy when she gets back to the tavern.

During her time away from home, she reflected on herself and understood why Banami was angry. After all, the words "break up" must have been very serious for him.

Hmm... it seems like it really is my fault.

Do we really have to admit defeat?

But if I admit defeat, then... Good morning, okay?

Xiangzi couldn't help but blush secretly.

But after only being apart from him for half a day, Xiangzi already missed him terribly, sob sob sob... So I guess I should say good morning, right?

As she was thinking this, she stepped into the tavern, feeling extremely nervous, afraid that the boy would laugh at her.

Just then, a boy suddenly appeared and hugged her tightly.

"Waaaaah, Xiao Xiang, I'm sorry, I don't want to be apart from you for even a quarter of an hour. I don't want to break up, not even a simulated breakup."

The more Banami played, the more upset she became, and she looked like a complete loser.

"Aha... Ahahaha... Ahahahaha..."

Xiangzi felt like a complete fool, worrying for nothing, yet she and the other person felt the same way.

Xiangzi's cheeks flushed slightly, and then he took something out of the convenience bag and said, "Xi, look, I bought this."

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be... a glow-in-the-dark version?!

The young couple looked at each other with slightly red eyes.

After their first argument, they couldn't stand it anymore and made up in less than half a day.

Congratulations! Congratulations!

In fact, the two, so engrossed in their happiness, barely paid any attention to the girl they had just met.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Meow Dream: Who is my brother-in-law?

After riding her repaired electric bicycle home, Yutenji Wakaho was still in a daze and confused state.

But she quickly came to her senses, called her father, and made an excuse that she had seen a boy at the bar. Her father confirmed that the boy was the new resident singer the bar had hired. Instantly, her mood was as bright as the sun in the sky.

Ruo Sui's usually calm and composed state of mind was completely disrupted.

After changing her shoes in the entryway, Ruo Sui heard the sound of the television coming from the living room. She quietly went to the living room door and found her older sister lying on the sofa eating potato chips and watching TV, looking very lazy.

Suddenly, Ruosui seemed to remember something. Without disturbing her sister, she quietly returned to her room and saw the new clothes and cosmetics her sister had bought for her.

Originally, Wakaho wasn't interested in these pretty things because being stared at made her more uncomfortable than being pretty.

Therefore, her favorite thing to wear is the school uniform; as long as she's wearing it, no one will pay attention to her.

But now...

Soon after, Wakaho's sailor uniform fell to the ground, and then she changed into that azure blue dress in front of the full-length mirror.

The young girl, experiencing the first stirrings of love, looked at herself in the full-length mirror. Although her bangs still partially covered her eyes, after putting on this outfit, which was said to be the most fashionable in Tokyo, Wakaho felt that she was different from before.

more importantly……

"Would he like me like this?" Ruo Sui asked softly.

Then, she felt her cheeks burning. It was really strange. Even though they had only been in contact for a short time, the boy whose name she didn't even know had completely taken over Ruosui's mind.

Even though she knew he had another girl in his heart.

But he and his ex had already broken up, so Ruo Sui wanted to... wanted to be someone who could comfort him.

Thump... Thump... Thump...

For some reason, her breathing became difficult, and even her heart felt as if it were being squeezed, causing her some discomfort, yet... it was also unforgettable.

Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.

Just then, the door to Ruosui's room was suddenly opened, and then Ruomai, yawning, saw her younger sister dressed in new clothes, and from her expression, the blush on her cheeks, and the familiar stench of hormones in the air.

Miaomengqin, with her incredibly sensitive "love radar," immediately gave her younger sister a playful look, causing the pitiful girl to instinctively take a step back, as if she had done something wrong, and whisper, "Sister..."

However, Miaomeng, with her eyes slightly narrowed, approached her sister and said with amusement, "No, you don't want to wear the clothes I bought for you?"

"No...no!" Ruo Sui quickly denied.

"You have someone you like?" Miaomeng said, hugging her sister from behind, seemingly teasingly.

When Ruo Sui's thoughts were discovered, she almost burst into tears.

Looking at her embarrassed younger sister, Miaomeng thought to herself, "She really looks like her."

It's just like my past self.

However, Ruo Sui is braver than she used to be. Before, she didn't even have the courage to fall in love, until... that time she made up for it with her fan fiction...

However, Miao Meng only stayed in that state for a moment before coming back to her senses. Although she didn't know which little rascal from Kumamoto had won the favor of her beloved Ruo Sui, she still felt that Kumamoto was not a good match for Ruo Sui. But Miao Meng did not deny the beauty of love itself.

She also believes that dating is an experience that every girl must go through in her life.

"He's probably one of the school's 'heartthrobs,'" Miao Meng thought to herself.

"I...I don't have anyone I like...I just...I just wanted to try on the new clothes my sister bought for me." Ruo Sui denied it vehemently, somewhat at a loss.

Miao Meng completely understands Ruo Sui's current feelings of shame. After all, Miao Meng is known as Da Ruo Sui. Unfortunately, she has changed too quickly and is no longer the introverted and shy girl she used to be.

Miao Meng also knew how to communicate with such a girl. Yutianji Ruomai gently hugged her sister and said softly, "Sui, I'll tell you a secret, but don't tell anyone else. Actually, I'm dating someone too, and I have a boyfriend."

Upon hearing her older sister's sudden revelation, Ruo Sui's eyes widened, and she immediately forgot her earlier embarrassment, hurriedly asking, "What kind of person is the other party... no, brother-in-law?"

Goodness, they're even calling him brother-in-law now.

At that moment, Mr. Banami, who really wanted to kiss Xiaoxiang, couldn't help but sneeze.

Miao Meng pursed her lips, recalling the boasting she used to tell her junior high classmates, and then brought it up again.

Musical prodigies, heirs of wealthy families, and the like.

Anyway, if her sister asks about it later, she'll just say they broke up. Right now, the most important thing is to fool her sister and get her to talk about her relationship.

"That's amazing, really amazing, sister," Ruo Sui said, holding her sister's hand, seemingly excited.

She knew better than anyone what a good girl her sister truly was beneath her strong and ruthless exterior.

More than anyone else, she wanted to see her sister find happiness.

"Brother-in-law, what's your name?" Ruo Sui asked naturally.

"Um... his name is... Hachimi Yuki." As she said this, Ruomai blushed inexplicably and felt a little guilty.

But he quickly came to his senses. It was just bragging. It wasn't going to blow up, so why was he feeling guilty?

Ruo Sui nodded gently and said, "It matches my sister's name very well. Wheat under the setting sun is very beautiful."

Miao Meng slightly widened her eyes, thinking that this was another explanation, but... this explanation wasn't bad either.

It's more meaningful than that nonsense about how a sunset brings good fortune, isn't it?

However, a thought suddenly popped into Miaomeng's mind: actually, the rice stalks under the setting sun are also very beautiful.

Hmm... That's strange, what is she thinking?

So Miaomeng quickly asked, "Okay, I've finished explaining. So, what kind of person is your brother-in-law?"

Upon hearing the word "brother-in-law," Ruo Sui's cheeks flushed red. She shook her head vigorously and said, "Sister, don't say that."

Miao Meng couldn't help but laugh. Oh dear, a girl who has just awakened her love is so amusing: "So, what's his name?"

Ruo Sui pursed her lips slightly, and said with some disappointment, "I... don't know yet."

"Ah, could it be... love at first sight?" Miao Meng's eyes widened in surprise.

Then, seeing her blushing sister, Miaomeng knew she had guessed correctly.

She said happily, "Isn't this wonderful? It's love at first sight!"

Seeing her sister so happy, Ruo Sui thought to herself, "This must be a good thing."

"Are you wearing this dress to see him?" Miao Meng stopped asking about the other person's identity.

Ruosui pursed her lips gently, a sliver of courage rising within her, and nodded softly.

Then, Miaomeng took out a promotional poster from her pocket and handed it to Ruohui, saying, "Someone came to hand this out this morning. The fireworks display for this year's Kikuchi Rice Harvest Festival is about to begin. Why don't you just invite them to the fireworks display?"

Sui, let me tell you, if you like someone, you should hurry up and make it happen.

Don't listen to that bullshit that girls should be pursued.

Now that you've confirmed it's your happiness, go for it quickly, otherwise, it's very likely someone else will take it away.

For some reason, Ruo Sui sensed a bitter taste in her sister's words.

Before she could think it through, her sister pulled her to the table.

Miao Meng said smugly, "Come on, let me give you the most fashionable makeup in Tokyo. I guarantee that the boy you like won't want to leave you."

Actually, Sui, you have a great natural beauty, just like me. It's just that you always dressed yourself up in a rather dowdy way, which is why you didn't stand out.

Or rather, even the chubby Mrs. Yutenji now was a great beauty in the surrounding area when she was young. As for Old Deng, objectively speaking, apart from his limp, he was quite a handsome uncle. I've seen photos of him playing rock and roll when he was young.

In short, the Yutenji family's genes produce beauties and handsome men.

Ruo Sui was unaware of her sister's thoughts; she simply listened to the praise and then, without realizing it, glanced at the promotional poster for the fireworks festival.

The girl wondered, if she invited the boy to the fireworks festival, would he agree?

Chapter Thirty-Four: Ruo Sui: Tonight I'll sleep on the second floor of the tavern.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh, look at our fashionable little beauty, Wakaho-chan."

After putting down her eyebrow pencil, Miaomeng said with a somewhat exaggerated expression.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Ruo Sui noticed that although her bangs were still partially covering her face, the azure dress her sister had bought for her made her look radiant. It even reminded her of the elegant girl who had helped her on the street.

Would he... like this style of dressing? Ruo Sui couldn't help but feel a little expectant.

Looking at the darkening sky, as if she understood something, Ruomai said softly, "Alright, go invite that lucky bastard. When the fireworks festival comes, I'll prepare a beautiful yukata for you. It will definitely make your sweetheart unable to leave your sight."

Ruosui blushed, but she was already impatient. However, she thought of something else and said to her sister, "Um, Sister Ruomai, tonight, no... how about we switch rooms while you're home? I'll just sleep on the second floor of the tavern."

Ruomai narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Sui, you wouldn't be planning to give yourself away so soon, would you? That's really... bold of you."

The shy girl almost fainted. What was her sister saying? How could this be? She shook her head vigorously.

She just thought that the boy sleeping upstairs from her was... a very happy thing.

But she couldn't say that, so she could only make up an excuse: "But sister, you don't like sleeping in Dad's tavern, do you? Anyway... it's only for a short time."

Hearing her sister's considerate words, Miaomeng was deeply moved: "Mmm, Sui, you're so kind! Which family is so lucky?!"

However, Ruomai hesitated again when she thought of the couple fooling around upstairs, but Miaomeng really couldn't take it anymore. She hadn't slept well for two nights in a row, and her skin was starting to become rough.


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